Star Trek: Starbase 777 - main-engineering

“Goooood morning everyone!” The massive Gorn man said as he stepped into the engineering area, having just come off breakfast with his daughter. Rozamal hummed as he walked with his very ornate cane. “Let’s hope the systems are looking in good shape today, bah, why even worry with such a good crew assembled.”

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Vanik peered at Rozamal. He’d come to Main Engineering to check something before heading to dry dock, though he decided to stick around for a moment before leaving. He’d like to get to know his fellow Engineers a bit more and there were more of them here than anywhere else usually. “Good morning, Commander.” He said softly, standing a few meters from Lt. Cdr. Rozamal at a console.

He raised his arm not holding his cane into a wave, “Good morning ensign! How are you?”

The large Gorn's arrival into the engineering area heralded a quick but polite salute from the newly promoted lieutenant, followed by "Good morning, sir. All systems seem to be in working order." With the introductions now concluded, Kvig returned his attention to the PADD in his left hand (he saluted with his right). Perhaps it was his recent promotion, or maybe because he was just having a good day, but Kvig definitely seemed more cheerful than usual.

“I am acceptable.” Vanik said plainly. He was. Nothing was wrong. He was not feeling any emotions. Things were…acceptable. So he turned to look at his station to read over dry dock maintenance requests and things of that nature.

“Good morning Lieutenant, and good good.” He said with a hum as he took over a station. “Do we have anything fun planned for after work, team?”

Allan walked into the main engineering section - with Dion in tow, and looked across the room at everyone, going over to the group with the large Gorn officer he had yet to meet. "Hey, guys! All doing good today?" He asked with a grin, waving before brushing a hand through his hair, which was quite messy - in addition to his uniform jacket being completely unzipped. Short shorts and thigh-high boots still in perfect arrangement though. "I don't believe we've met before, uh... Rozamal, isn't it?"

The large man smiled as he looked towards the ACEO and extended a hand. “Ah yes, Lieutenant Allen! It is lovely to meet you! And may I just say your shorts are lovely.”

Allan gladly shook Rozamal's hand, smiling wider when he complimented his shorts. "Thanks! And oh, you recognize me? Awesome, cool, guess word goes around, huh? None of just live in a silo."

“Ha! I read the files on who was in command of the department and did some light reading, you have quite an interesting service record.” He said with a toothy but friendly grin.

Dion also brushed a hand through Allan's hair. And across his shoulder. It seemed he couldn't stop touching him. This was pretty normal behaviour for them, though. "Indeed. Everything is in context."

Allan smiled at Rozamal, nodding at his explanation and leaning into Dion's touch. This was, indeed, quite normal for them, and he nodded at what Dion had said about context as well. "Mhmm, you think you just fell out of a coconut tree!?" Allan looked straight at Rozamal, and then laughed. And laughed, and laughed, almost like a maniac.

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He smiled, immediately picking up on the twos relationship. “Ha, no. I’m afraid I exist in the context of all that I am.” He said with a smile.

He laughed in sync with Allan. Every ha-ha on the same beat. It was strange. "You exist in the context -"

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"Of all in which you live-" Allan said next, perfectly in time with the end of Dion's last word.

" - And what came before you."

Both were said at the same time.

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He laughed slightly. “You are a funny pair. How long have you been together?” (edited)

"Hmmmmm.. you," Allan said, completely ignoring Rozamal's question but pointing upwards at him with a grin, "exist within the context," he paused, swinging his and Dion's hands together, thinking for a moment of what kind of tree, what kind of.. "of the circuitry."

"You fell out of the circuitry!" Dion said. It wasn't wrong, in a sense. Engineers fell out of the jeffries tubes all the time.

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"Hello peeps!" Maya said as she made her totally not sus entrance of literally falling out of the Jefferies tubes. "How we all doin today? Need to get some things to replace some of the plasma relays. Good news! Only 2 need to be replaced from where I was"

It was at that moment he felt a strange….urge. He walked towards Maya and picked her up. “What goes down must come up.” He said as he hiked her up to her feet.

Kvig observed the newly arrived duo with a hint of confusion. Not only were they chatting with a superior officer so nonchalantly, but they were also both speaking nonsense in tandem with each other! Perhaps he had missed something crucial, but this was a very strange situation - and then Maya fell out of the Jefferies tubes practically on que! What in the world was going on? He decided to try and quietly slink out of the room before things got too weird.

Vanik turned to face all of the commotion from his position at an Engineering Station. Curious. There were many people talking nonsensically. He stood there, watching as the ACEO and his partner spoke in tandem. As the Commander picked up a Lieutenant. This was...wrong. He stepped off to the side, watching the chaos unfold and considering who he might call. This was not how Lieutenant Allen acted. Well, it was but it was not.

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Allan gasped when he saw Rozamal pick Maya up, very loudly, and shook his head in disbelief. "Whoaaaa whoa put her down, you can't just - you can't do that, you can't," the ACEO said, and then he heard the yellow alert, and his eyes widened at the announcement, quickly pressing his own commsbadge to make a similar announcement over the PA system all the same as Aisut had done. "Attention-"

As Maya was picked up, she felt a brief pause as her mind completely blank. When she finally got to her feet, she immediately took to swing a punch Rozamal "UNHAND ME!" Maya declared "THE ORANGE MCAFEE SPEARS OF THE AXOTLE SHALL BREAK THE IGUANAS OF PARISIAN OLYMPIC VULCANS IN THE FALLS OF THE HASPERAT PIT FALLS OF SHI- " Maya briefly stopped when the PA system started speaking and glared at Allan"...The test never ends."

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He leaned over to Allan's commbadge to finish his sentence. " - Starfleet workers!"

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"Starfleet workers -" he echoed Dion, "Have you seen the yellow sign?"

He took the blow, and was knocked onto the ground after he dropped his cane. “The test never ends…” He repeated as he got to his feet, his Allan touched arm slowly starting to swell.

"It never ends," Allan nodded firmly in confirmation to Maya and Rozamal, turning to look at Vanik. "Have you seen it?" He asked, calmly, perhaps a bit too much so, before turning his commsbadge back on. "It's a serious question. Have you seen the yellow sign?"

Vanik, hearing the announcement over COMMS, took some very quiet steps back and made his way away from the clearly infected Engineers (and boyfriend), and slid into the turbolift.

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Allan blinked very slowly a few times. "Guess he hasn't seen it..."

"But has he seen this?" He cupped Allan's cheeks with both hands and gave him the BIGGEST smooch.

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“Wooo! Young love!” He yelled out as he slowly got to his feet.

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Allan immediately wrapped his arms around Dion's neck and kissed him right back, breaking away to stare him in the eyes with a completely straight face. "Yes. He has."

With that, he decided it was best to leave the two lovebirds to themselves, slinking out of the room as quietly as he could before quickly shutting the door and bracing himself against it in case they tried to follow him. "I never should have gotten out of bed today..."

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"THERES NO ESCAPE FROM REVOLUTION!" Maya shouted "THE TIME WILL BE COMING IN THE TIME OF WHICH THE TIME HAS COME TO COME FOR THE TIME IN WHICH BY THE TIME WHEN THE TIME HAS COME TO COME FOR THE TIME TO COMING TO THE TIME COMING FOR THE- " *Maya paused for a bit, walked over to Allan, and slapped him straight across the face. *"Jellybeans."

Hearing Maya shout into the comms again, he looked at her and tilted his head to the side, onto Dion's shoulder. "Maya, do I need to remove your ass sex codes to the comms?" And then he got slapped, and looked very offended and just grabbed Dion closer.

Rozamal got up from the ground to look at Allan. “Ass sex comm codes are a humanoid right.” He said very defensively.

Allan was still clearly upset with Maya having slapped him, and frowned. "Very, very homophobic of you," he said, and then looked at Rozamal. "No, no, I can take ass sex from anybody," he said very confidently, and looked over at one of the consoles. "I can." But he didn't want to let go of Dion to go to the console..

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"There's a very fine line between pleasure and pain.... yours is just bullshit." Maya muttered as she turned away from Allan and casually waltzed towards one of the control panels. "Winter is Coming." Maya said as she raised her hand and slammed it down the LCARS panel, just missing the life-support settings and hitting climate control instead to raise the station's temperature very high. (edited)

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"You need a level seven ass code," Dion said, clinging to Allan like he'd die if they were separated. In his mind, that might as well be the case.

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"I've got level... the highest level ass code," he said, clinging right back as he narrowed his eyes in on Maya, not really noticing what she was doing, "777 ass code."

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"Flat ass." the only words Maya had the brain power to say to Allan right now

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"Fat ass," Dion retorted, pointing to Allan's ass to highlight its roundness, though depending on the angle he might just be pointing at Allan's groin instead.

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Allan gasped, very offended, but then whispered a quiet 'thanks, babe' and kissed Dion sloppy-style when he backed him up on having a level 777 ass. "There are SO many things which are impossible to explain!!! The level of my ass is just one of them."

"....I honestly can't argue with that." Maya said as she continued to fiddle around with the console. time for lights, the literal lights, to go byebye now!

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All at once, the lights flickered and died as the temperature began to rise.

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"Lights went out... uh, to enable homosexuality? It's getting pretty hot in here," he laughed over the comms as he gave Dion another kiss.

Rozamal grumbled. “Wish my husband was here…” He said, like a grumpy child,

"...I hate being single. This is the worst fucking Picard Day ever!" Maya said as she laid down on the floor, somewhat pissed off at the consequences of her literal actions.

As the lights went out and the temperature began to increase, Kvig realized he couldn't just stand around and let his infected coworkers futz with the controls. With an exasperated sigh and a hand reaching into his coat pocket, he turned and reopened the door to the engineering room and stormed in, off-hand still hidden within his coat. "That is quite enough meddling with the station's systems. Lieutenant Maya, please step away from the control panel or I will be forced to move you myself." His one Borg eye allowed him to see pretty well in the darkness, and the eerie red glow of the optic lens was all that the rest of the engineers could see of him (yes this is a Terminator reference).

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"Dionnn, we need to go to the shiny thing Maya was at," the console, he meant, as he gently tugged at Dion while still holding tightly onto him, "there are so, so many things which are impossible to explain.."

"I AM BEYOND THE 4TH DIMENSION OF YOUR RULES, PEASANT!!!" *Maya yelled out to Kvig as she began pulling a panel out simply out of defiance *"I AM BEYOND Q! I AM QUEEEEEEEERRRRR AAAAAAAA"

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Rozamal growled. “Leave the youngling alone.” He said as he slowly began to walk towards the sound of Maya’s voice.

"We're all queer here, darling, no need to yell about it," Dion said, suprisingly coherent as he carried Allan over to the console, just for funsies.

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"THAT'S Homophobic." Maya said to Eshen. "I have a right to be loud and proud of my Ocampan Heritage"

"Weeeee," Allan said as he was carried over to the console, and keeping tight to him looked at it, squinting, "very queer, yeah, queerer than queer, impossible... to explain..." he kept looking at the console, but it all was sort of swirly lines to him. "Why should certain chords in music make me think of the red and amber tints of Vulcan sand? Why should..."

As the rest of the engineers went on about their homoerotic heritage and intergalactic music theory, Kvig took the opportunity to sneak on past and to the main console, quickly looking over the changes Maya had made to the systems before starting to reactivate the lights. Lights first, then climate control.

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"The Teachings of Surak send your thoughts wandering among deserts whose dunes blaze with powdered masses of virgin iron?" he asked, cradling Allan like a newborn.

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The temperature gradually lowered back to normal levels, and the lights flickered and revived. For Now.

Allan pressed some little buttons on the console, who knew what he was doing. He thought he might have been redirecting power to the lights, but in turn was actually directing some power to a replicator somewhere. "Mmmmhm, and what was it in the roar and turmoil of Bajor at six o'cock that flashed before my eyes the picture.."

Vanik reappeared in Main Engineering, dressed in Personal Protective Equipment. He had a bag, with more PPE in it, which he was carrying. He walked quietly and slowly toward Lieutenant Grimur, watching the every move of the other folks in the room. "Lieutenant, I believe you should put these on." He said, offering the PPE to Lt. Grimur.

"Nooooo I need to regain control of the station!!! Get away from there, peasant! I'll throw you off an airlock!" Maya said as she stood up and tried to push Kvig away from the console so she could turn the lights back THE FUCK OFF and the temperature back up to the toasty perfect temperature... of 36 degrees... CELCIUS (edited)

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Lights off, temperature rising once again.

Vanik raised an eyebrow and walked over to a far corner of Main engineering and spoke into his communicator.

Before he could acknowledge the ensign's return, Kvig was startled by Maya pushing him off the console and retaking the metaphorical wheel. "H-hello, ensign, your assistance is greatly appreciated. If possible, please attempt to restrain lieutenant Umali before she tries anything rash again. I will attend to the console." He stood back up slowly and strode back over to the console to resume damage control, but not before placing a firm boot on Maya's side and pushing her off a good few meters.

"Of a still Llair forest where sunlight filtered through spring foliage and Saren bent, half tenderly, over a small green lizard..." He kissed Allan on the forehead, so tenderly.

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"Murmuring," Allan murmured, looking at the console and then hearing Vanik's voice, intending to respond to him about the ass sex codes for Maya, but instead something compelled his brain to finish what it was saying instead over the comms: "To think that this also is a little ward of the gods?"

Lights back on? Lights back on. And temperature normal. Yay.

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"Who the fuck's Saren?" Maya geniunely asked out of curiosity before she found herself suddenly restrained by Kvig. "UNHAND ME! You just assured your court martial!" Maya declared, in an increasingly british accent. "THIS IS DEMOCRACY MANIFEST! Why are you doing this to me?!" Maya declared once again as she tried to liberate herself from Kvig's oppression. The literal and metophorical glass cieling that keeps lesbians out of taking over the galaxy. "For what reason, what is the charge?! ENJOYING A QUAINT TAKE OVER?! A TAKE OVER OF A SUCCULENT STARFLEET STARBASE RIPE FOR REVOLUTION?!" (edited)

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"Um???? THE sexiest scientist on this succulent Starfleet starbase???" Allan said, it was quite obvious to him what he was saying as he just kept staring at the console. "Pretty colors, right?" he looked at Kvig with a smile. "I redid them a few weeks ago. Fun project."

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"INITIATING THE LUIGI'S MANSION PROTOCOL!" Maya said before she stayed silent for a couple moments, staring at Kvigs commbadge before she just started kicking the console to make it do cool shit.

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"Yes, lieutenant, the colors are very pretty." He reciprocated Allan's smile back as he turned to face the rest of the group, his attention then turning to the increasingly defiant Maya. "Apologies, lieutenant, but the starbase's quota of takeovers has reached its limit. So please calm down and refrain from tampering with the console." He raised his voice a little as she began kicking the console.

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Allan giggled when Kvig agreed the colors were pretty, followed by a gentle kiss to Dion's forehead ridges just 'cause. "The Luigi-" his eyes widened when he saw Maya kicking the console, and attempted to break out of Dion's arms for once to try and stop Maya from hurting the poor thing. "Nooo, no don't hurt her, please, Maya, what did she do to you!?"

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"Please, Lieutenant, refrain from kicking things. That is illogical." Vanik knew Maya was not a very logical person, since his first interaction with her had been the race in the holodeck where she yelled things like "Thundercunt!"

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After speaking into the comms for a moment, Allan kissed Dion's forehead ridges yet again - addicting, so it seemed - and then looked at the consoles again. "We all have to, at some point, bear witness to the yellow... the yellow sign," he said, pressing only what was yellow on the screen, which was quite a lot. It seemed he was redirecting power again, but this time shorting many of the lights, which would then only be able to be replaced manually - and directing the power to a random replicator once again. "Dion, do you want some wine..?" He asked, unaware that he was trying to make the replicator replicate wine. "Also, joe many Starfleet officers does it take to change a log by bulb..?"

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"RESISTANCE IS REDUNDANT!" Maya defiantly declared once more as she started kicking Kvig and Vanik on the shins, continuing to aggressively resist their oppressively bullshit. "I AM YOUR SUPERIOR OFFICER!! I WILL PERSONALLY THUNDERCUNT THE BOTH OF YOU'S TO THE HOLOREPLIMAT BAYDECK OF THE H.M.S. FUCKAMORE!" Maya declared as she continued her resistance. "THERE IS NO OBTACLE WE CANNOT ENDURE! FOR WE ARE FUCKING GAY!"

Vanik deftly avoided Maya's kicks, dodging swiftly and nimbly out of the way, before appearing by her side and quickly performing The Vulcan Nerve Pinch on her shoulder, hopefully subduing her for the time being.

Allan stared straight at Maya. "And I am your superior officer so stop fucking THUNDERCUNTING shit!!!" he shouted, and then watched Vanik nerve pinch her. "Oh. Does that disrupt the flow?"

"THERE ARE-- THERE ARE SEVEN LIGHTS!! AGH!" and with that, Maya was knocked out. Congratulations Ensign Vanik! Maya is now an ideal passenger for transport.

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He simply stood there and watched as Maya's kicks collided with his metal shins, the display of resistance reminding him of Aragorn kicking that helmet in LOTR. Watching Vanik disable Maya in one swift motion, Kvig let out another sigh of exasperation. "Very clever thinking on your part, ensign, I just wished we could have avoided physically disabling any of the crew, even if only temporarily. and to answer your question, Lieutenant; no, the flow has not been disrupted, as far I am aware."

"I'd love some wine, my dear and darling mine," he said, putting Allan down just so he could hold his hand and kiss his palm, which, by Vulcan standards, was absolutely scandalous.

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"Oh, I thought it did.." Allan murmured as he spoke into his comms again, he really didn't want to be brig'd! That would be his second time being brig'd! All was distracted again, though, when Dion put him down and held his hand and kissed his palm, to which he grabbed Dion's other hand and kissed it too. "Of course, my darling, it'll be ready soon, after all, it'll go of in the cold food," he whispered, as if that was a scandalous phrase, and then kissed his hand yet again. So very scandalous indeed.

"I understand, Lieutenant, but I believed it had to be done. Things appear to be escalating." Vanik looked from Lieutenant Grimur to Lieutenant Allen, well, Allan. "Excuse me... Allan." He tried to make his voice as neutral as possible. "Please, refrain from touching the consoles at this time." He raised an eyebrow and tried to figure out what Allan had done, and if he could undo it from the same console so long as Allan was distracted by Dion.

"You of in the cold food and of out hot eat the food, so why would you of in instead of out?" He asked Vanik, tilting his head as he stayed right by the console, holding Dion's hands in his own, swinging one of them over to try and swipe some controls to stop the transporting. It did not, obviously, work. "Because you call it of in..?"

And then Allan and Dion and Maya and Rozamal were beamed away. Goodbyeeeee.

"Now that that has been resolved, we should be able to isolate whatever changes Lieutenant Umali and Lieutenant Allen made to the system." Vanik isolated the most recent commands and rerouted Allan's rerouting of power to the replicators, hopefully to stop them from pouring bloodwine everywhere.

"The Ensign is right, lieutenant, you really sho-" His words were cut short by the sudden transporting of the infected bunch. With the room now much more empty, Kvig turned his attention to informing command of the situation. Y'know, like a good officer. "Good idea, you start working on the console, I shall inform command of the situation."

Vanik checked all of the systems, making sure they were all set to their baseline settings. At this point, no random fluids should be coming out of replicators, temperature should be at acceptable levels, and the lights should not be affected either. Everything was running smoothly again. At least from the Engineering perspective.

Timeskip to a few hours later, Maya was feeling better now, aside from a light headache and whatever minor injuries she gotten from bashing herself against the walls of the brig, shouting at the top of her lungs until she was treated. Anyways, Maya just stood by the console she was fucking around with throughout this event, now with regained access to her commbadge and access codes, standing there, menacingly. She should probably apologize to Allan for slapping him. That shit was homophobic as fuck.

The time for apologies would come later; now, there was a series of error codes spewing out on one of the consoles.

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"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Maya yelled out as she quickly went on to trouble shooting whatever the fuck was happening with the consoles. It was being homophobic as fuck right now.

Looks like one of the replicators was working overtime, replicating a bunch of things!

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The Liberated Lieutenant turned his attention from his PADD to the malfunctioning console and the vulgar-as-always Maya, striding over towards the pair and taking up position on a nearby console as he too began troubleshooting what was making the replicators go hog wild. "Perhaps not all of the crewmembers have been successfully treated; there might be an infected individual on the other end of the replicator futzing with it directly."

"Right! Maybe one of the infected is still fucking around and about!" Maya thought as she tried to track down which replicator was working overtime. "I'll try to track down and shut off that replicator. Lieutenant, contact security. One of the infected peeps is still around."

Okay, so after getting de-wormed and learning he became a gay (speaking in exact tandem with his boyfriend was allegedly quite strange) poet who said a lot of strange stuff who spoke some French (terrifying, really, on the French part), Allan headed back to engineering. "Heyyy, how's it going? Do we have..." He looked at one of the consoles that was spitting the error codes, turning to the others. "Or someone's just messing with it in general. Happens all the time with civilians who think they can hack the system for something. I say shut it down, yeah - what's it replicating? Should say somewhere in the code there." Out of one shitstorm, into another, just the life of an engineer.

Rozamal awkwardly, walked back into the team’s area, his cane clicking and clacking as he walked. “We were gone for a few hours, perhaps it got damaged?”

Looks like it's coming from the entertainment complex. And it's not replicating, per se, moreso... copying...

"One of the replicators went haywire. I think someone who is still infected might be the reason. Trying to track down where it's coming from." Maya explained to Allan as she continued to track down the replicator before dhe turned over to Rozamal. "No, everything was fine until I got here, then the replicator started to go bad.... and its making copies of something...."

Vanik raised an eyebrow at Maya's exclamation and walked up to the console next to her, peering over her shoulder. As he realized the objects that the replicator was making were coming from the Entertainment Complex, and it was copying things, he immediately started tapping on the console next to Maya. "It would be logical to assume that since the copied scripts were the source of the infection, and that this replicator is making more copied things, that whoever is using this replicator's functions is trying to make more of the infected objects. It is possible that the person in control of this replicator is in control of many. We need to disable this replicator immediately, maybe even to shut off every replicator on the Starbase." Vanik navigated through some menus on the station, trying to pinpoint the location of the problem-replicator with the goal of a) disabling it immediately and b) getting a location so that he could send it on COMMs to SEC. (edited)

With his message to security sent and Vanik locking down the offending replicator, Kvig returned to his console and began running a scan of this week's replicator logs to see if anything out of the ordinary could be found. Who knows, maybe this infection had been here longer than just today and no one had noticed.