Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140428031950/@comment-4681758-20140430020514

As Ciarán made it to the crashed ship, he saw that the bridge at least, had managed to thus far avoid sinking, and made his way over there first. It was dark and had a haunted feel to it, like the last time somebody would have seen this place, it would have been in perfect working order. He noticed several strands of hair, and more blood strewn about, and dutifully took samples of each.

''Signs of a struggle, but none of the equipment here is structurally damaged. Whatever caused this ship to crash must have come from one of the lower decks.''

Acting on the observation that most of the equipment there was in working order, Ciarán pulled his Scroll out of his bag and connected to one of the computers in the bridge, and began the decryption process to access the ship's logs.