Day 090: Poking Holes In Alibis
Summary: Fiona seeks out Jumar for further details about his interviews.
Date: 27 August 2016
Related: Thripoda Logs, A Useless Organ
Fiona Jumar Britt Sev Kai Lionel 

The Row

The arching ring of Alpha Station rises high above this still-developing shantytown. Living quarters, workshops, and storage have been built out of panels from the uninhabitable parts of Alpha Station. They run down on either side of a pierced-metal plank roadway, ending in a metal-topped dirt ramp leading up to an airlock entrance to Alpha Station. A large section of Alpha Station's hull has been removed to open up what used to be a work-bay, and has now been turned into a garage for the Ark's few rovers.

A metal fence surrounds the camp, with an open space and then an electrified wire fence beyond that. Outside of the wire fence is a rolling meadow, a peaceful lake, a little stream, and then the lush forests of Trikru lands.

Day 90

It's been a while since Fiona and Jumar had anything resembling a conversation beyond Fiona taking over his interviewing at the Chancellors request. Philosophical differences? Possibly. Jumar is a well known anti-Grounder type in Camp Jaha. He's also busy up to his eyeballs in work most of the time between the forge, the radio projects, and now working on the water project since his demo is done.

Now? Now he's working on finishing the forge yet again. Katy and Reno both took breaks hours ago, but Jumar has nothing better to do, so there he is, working on construction with a welder and his engineers overalls and mask on. He's currently working a panel into place and welding in a portion of the wall.

When she first arrives, she's not entirely sure how to gain his attention with the mask on and the sound of welding. She waits a few moments for a pause in his efforts, and calls out loudly, "Hey, Jumar! Got a sec?"

The welder isn't hugely loud, but he does need to pause on occasion to look at his work, and that's when the welding mask is turned to look at you. It takes a few moments to first shut off the welder, then turn and go into a casual posture. "For now." The neutral comment from Jumars bass voice is muffled just a bit by the mask, but audible amongst the ambient noise of the Row.

"Well, hopefully I won't need more." Fiona says affably, and steps closer once the welder is turned. "I've been reviewing the profiles of the suspects you interviewed, and I wanted to ask you about the two women. You mentioned Rita Consuelos provided an alibi for Aetha Swain?"

"I did, from what I was given. What about it?" Jumar can be grumpy and irritable if you disrespect or prod him, but his bass voice contains neither at the moment… more curiosity for now.

"I didn't see in the report what exactly the alibi was…or what kind of relationship exists between the two women. I think there's something there worth digging into further." Fiona admits. "I was hoping you could recall any details?"

Kai arrives from the Main Gates.
Kai has arrived.
Sev arrives from the Main Gates.
Sev has arrived.
Britt arrives from the Main Gates.
Britt has arrived.
Lionel arrives from the Main Gates.
Lionel has arrived.

"Swain claimed to be with Conseulos for several hours, before they both went to the celebtration on Mecha. My original intent was to find someone willing to find verification with that via the cameras while I interviewed others to confirm that, if you're fishing for poking holes in that statement." Jumar actually sounds… professional with that.

Jumar wears Engineers overalls and wields a welder near the forge construction, turned off for now. A panel is obviously halfway done, with the heated metal in front of him part of a wall. He's in a casual stance, talking to Fiona.

Kai's heading in from the gates with Lionel, unarmed and unarmored, for once, with a Sev carrying Britt in tow. Her expression might best be described as 'pretending not to be worried' with a side order of 'kinda failing miserably' given the way she keeps glancing back towards the Trikru healer and his archer burden and is headed in a beeline towards Alpha itself.

"'With Consuelos, or ''with'' Consuelos?" asks Fiona in a curious tone. "I'll be checking to see if either of them accessed the station computer, and I'll definitely look into anyone spotting them at the Mecha party." Her attention drags to those entering the camp. "Corporal?" she calls out. "What's wrong? What happened to Britt?" Her tone has turned alarmed.

Lionel Weeks had been informed that a Trikru injured was being brought in to the Alpha Compound. He strides alongside the group, being the guard presence and escort, his rifle at his back and his armored jacket opened. He is moving in that way that suggests haste, while also being slow because he has an injured with him. "I've let Li know to expect us… she has a call out to Tori." He looks over toward Fiona, and he offers a mute shrug. He didn't have the time to ask.

Sev is one of the healers in new Coesbur, and he's putting on a better front, his face is a mask of stoicism, but his eyes are worried, concerned. And he holds Britt in his arms like he would a crate full of eggs. Delicate, but supremely defensive, like he'd likely cut anyone not him who tried to come too close to her. He's just following along after Leo and Kai, saying nothing. "<In Trigedasleng> You owe me a couple of kisses after this." he says in an attempt at humor.

Britt has one hand up on Sev's good shoulder for balance, not quite unconscious but definitely drifting that way if her half-lidded eyes are any indication. Otherwise she's quiet as he carries her along. There are no outward signs of injury, but the archer looks definitely unwell. Certainly a far cry from when she saw Fiona yesterday, complaining about still-healing injuries but certainly nothing like this. Her gaze is drawn over to the younger woman's voice. "Feyona," she greets weakly, but someone else will have to explain. "<In Trigedasleng> Do I now," she says wryly to Sev.

"Probable appendicitis." Kai calls back towards Fiona with a nod for Lionel's words,"Thanks Leo." she offers the guardsman, letting him lead as she drops back to bring up the proverbial rear, not out of any real necessity but simply to clear the path for the other three.

Sev's declaration earns him a peculiar look from Fiona, but she doesn't interject, only nods to Kai. "They should be able to take care of her." And the statement provides implicit acknowledgement that yes, there should be no one preventing them from going to medical. "Someone come and get me if you have any problems. I'll be along soon."

"<In Trigedasleng> Considering how I consistently keep saving your life, it's the least you could do. More, if you're feeling frisky." Sev comments idly, as if the jokes will hide the fact that he's a hair short of outright panicking over her. Fiona gets a look over. "If we do not have the organ removed, it will burst and the infection will likely kill her. I have seen this illness too many times, I have no desire of seeing it again. So I would like to hurry along if we could."

Grounders coming into Camp Jaha? Must have been forced. That suspicion is confirmed when Britt comes in looking like hell. The only Grounder to bother with coming to visit has been Khesu so far, and that trend looks to be continuing. So it is that Jumar registers a distinct *lack* of surprise that suddenly they might be interested in seeing if their distrusted technology might be helpful. His eyes scan the group coming in, before he looks back to Fiona. "Friends, not anything more." His eyes go back to tracking the group, silent about them for now.

"Thank you Feyona," Britt says to the young woman, then she pats Sev's shoulder. "<In Trigedasleng> Calm down, we are going. And that's not funny," she chides with a twist of her lips about the whole 'least she could do' thing. He may have been trying to cheer her up, but it didn't quite work.

Kai leaves, heading towards the Alpha Station Entrance [IN].
Kai has left.
Sev leaves, heading towards the Alpha Station Entrance [IN].
Sev has left.
Lionel leaves, heading towards the Alpha Station Entrance [IN].
Lionel has left.

"<In Trigedasleng> Don't let me keep you. Get her help." Fiona leaves it at that, though there's still something in her expression that's vaguely repulsed as she turns back to Jumar. "Alright. Thank you, that's a start. I'll see if I can look into the details. What verification was there of the alibi beyond one woman's word?"

"None. Which is why I was going to start poking holes in it. You could also try interviewing them yourself, see if they say something different to you instead of me." Jumar shrugs, his tone and mood still neutral, but noticably more subdued with the Grounder group having gone by, "I'll be working here for at least another hour to finish this wall, if you need anything else."

"That's all for now. Thank you, Jumar." Fiona grants him a brief, tight smile as she starts to step back from his workspace.

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