<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Rosalie_Raveel.jpg)</div><strong>Day 2 - 0915 Hours</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>1st Lt. Rosalie Raveel</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Bridge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Open</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Finishing her shift</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>Rosalie was longing for a cup – nay a pot – of coffee as her shift crawled towards it end. She was just about ready to lock her console and pack things up when something caught her attention. There was some noise in the deflector array, something resembling a resonance pulse, only there was no reason why such a phenomenon would show up on her sensors. Instead of locking her console, she started to capture the pulse in a digital file. After a while, the basic structure of the pulse started to become familiar to her.<strong>“Hang on a minute…”</strong>It was a message! Someone was using the deflector array to get a communication off the ship, without using the normal communication system. It was a way of circumventing the logs. After a few minutes, the pulse ended as abruptly as it hard started. In those few minutes, she had captured most of the raw data blocks sent out after she had started monitoring it. Unsurprisingly, the data was encrypted. Depending on the complexity of the key, it could take anything from a couple of hours to several months to decrypt. In any case, this was something that needed to be brought to the attention of the captain. She transferred the data to a pad and then proceeded to the conference room, after asking the Computer for the captain’s whereabouts.<br/><br/>