Footprints in the Snow
Chapter 4 - The Team
Miles scanned his console screen, concerning all the staff he had chosen for the case at hand. He wanted to double check their profiles.
kjellerma@console132.scp:/kjellerma/home/$ profile -c “Cleon” -b
---Unit Profile Report---(brief)---
Name: Nika, Mary
Species: Cat, Tabby
Fur: Grey, Black stripes
Eye: Hazel
DOB: 07/12/1983 (25)
Origin: Ledmore, Scotland
Rank: Detective Inspector, Level 5
Specialty: Family Relations, Logistics
Name: Dermid, Kenny
Species: Vulpine, Arctic
Fur: White/Grey
Eye: Blue
DOB: 16/3/1977 (31)
Origin: Glasgow, Scotland
Rank: Forensics, Head of (Level 1)
Specialty: Electronics and Mechanics
Name: Travers, Howie
Species: Dog, Collie/Cross
Fur: Light-Brown/Black
Eye: Brown
DOB: 1/1/1966 (42)
Origin: Manchester, England
Rank: Street Cop, Level 2
Specialty: Logistics, Streets, Mapping, High speed chases
Name: Yukiko, Aya
Species: Mouse, common
Fur: Grey, White
Eye: Grey
DOB: 05/8/1982 (26)
Origin: Tokyo, Japan
Rank: Forensics, Level 3
Specialty: Paw-prints, treads
Name: Zelpha, Elizabeth
Species: Dog, Husky
Fur: Silver, Grey
Eye: Green
DOB: 14/3/1966 (42)
Origin: London, England
Rank: Detective, Level 4
Specialty: Forensic Psychology, sharp-shooting
Name: Lachlan, Donald
Species: Wolf, Red
Fur: Dull Red
Eye: Gold/Brown
DOB: 30/10/1956 (52)
Origin: Edinburgh, Scotland
Rank: Detective Inspector, Level 3
Specialty: Good all rounder, experienced
---End Printout---
kjellerma@console132.scp:/kjellerma/home/$ |
Just as Miles finished flicking through the documents DI Lachlan walked into the room.
“'afternoon Sir.” he stated as he walked around to his console and turned it on. The monitor rising out of the desk slowly.
“Drop the 'Sir' please, I want to keep this informal as possible.” Miles responded as he looked up from the terminal screen.
“Informal? This is a very serious case.” Lachlan replied.
“Yeah, but the last time I kept a strict work ethic in an MIS someone cocked up.” Miles grunted, typing furiously into the console trying to get the X11 windowing system to start up.
“Point taken, keep the atmosphere calm and motivated. But how with these damn computers.”
“It is the fact they switched to Linux under my recommendation is why I am kicking myself. More good than bad, but the bad is awful.”
“How do I get my desktop up again?”
“Type 'startx' once you have logged in.”
There was a ping from Lachlan's console meaning it had started successfully. Miles' being the head machine was more server oriented so less graphically ended. It was causing him problems. Eventually he got it started just as Travers decided to show up. Miles stood at the top of the table and waited for silence.
“Ok people, listen up, there has been a break in the old 'Snow Twins' case from 1988, some of you may remember it, some of you were just children. This is serious, and the director has placed it on my shoulders. I selected you all because I think you are the best for this job, I may feel the need later to bring more people in, but the 'force is stretched enough as it is, so I am relying on you. To start, we will go over the old case-files and familiarize ourselves with them. I have sent the old case-files in .pdf format to all your consoles. Let's get going. Feel free to ask any questions.”
Miles sat down and opened the file on his own system and read it for what felt like the millionth time in that one day.
kjellerma@console132.scp:/kjellerma/home/$ profile -c “Cleon” -b
---Unit Profile Report---(brief)---
Name: Nika, Mary
Species: Cat, Tabby
Fur: Grey, Black stripes
Eye: Hazel
DOB: 07/12/1983 (25)
Origin: Ledmore, Scotland
Rank: Detective Inspector, Level 5
Specialty: Family Relations, Logistics
Name: Dermid, Kenny
Species: Vulpine, Arctic
Fur: White/Grey
Eye: Blue
DOB: 16/3/1977 (31)
Origin: Glasgow, Scotland
Rank: Forensics, Head of (Level 1)
Specialty: Electronics and Mechanics
Name: Travers, Howie
Species: Dog, Collie/Cross
Fur: Light-Brown/Black
Eye: Brown
DOB: 1/1/1966 (42)
Origin: Manchester, England
Rank: Street Cop, Level 2
Specialty: Logistics, Streets, Mapping, High speed chases
Name: Yukiko, Aya
Species: Mouse, common
Fur: Grey, White
Eye: Grey
DOB: 05/8/1982 (26)
Origin: Tokyo, Japan
Rank: Forensics, Level 3
Specialty: Paw-prints, treads
Name: Zelpha, Elizabeth
Species: Dog, Husky
Fur: Silver, Grey
Eye: Green
DOB: 14/3/1966 (42)
Origin: London, England
Rank: Detective, Level 4
Specialty: Forensic Psychology, sharp-shooting
Name: Lachlan, Donald
Species: Wolf, Red
Fur: Dull Red
Eye: Gold/Brown
DOB: 30/10/1956 (52)
Origin: Edinburgh, Scotland
Rank: Detective Inspector, Level 3
Specialty: Good all rounder, experienced
---End Printout---
kjellerma@console132.scp:/kjellerma/home/$ |
Just as Miles finished flicking through the documents DI Lachlan walked into the room.
“'afternoon Sir.” he stated as he walked around to his console and turned it on. The monitor rising out of the desk slowly.
“Drop the 'Sir' please, I want to keep this informal as possible.” Miles responded as he looked up from the terminal screen.
“Informal? This is a very serious case.” Lachlan replied.
“Yeah, but the last time I kept a strict work ethic in an MIS someone cocked up.” Miles grunted, typing furiously into the console trying to get the X11 windowing system to start up.
“Point taken, keep the atmosphere calm and motivated. But how with these damn computers.”
“It is the fact they switched to Linux under my recommendation is why I am kicking myself. More good than bad, but the bad is awful.”
“How do I get my desktop up again?”
“Type 'startx' once you have logged in.”
There was a ping from Lachlan's console meaning it had started successfully. Miles' being the head machine was more server oriented so less graphically ended. It was causing him problems. Eventually he got it started just as Travers decided to show up. Miles stood at the top of the table and waited for silence.
“Ok people, listen up, there has been a break in the old 'Snow Twins' case from 1988, some of you may remember it, some of you were just children. This is serious, and the director has placed it on my shoulders. I selected you all because I think you are the best for this job, I may feel the need later to bring more people in, but the 'force is stretched enough as it is, so I am relying on you. To start, we will go over the old case-files and familiarize ourselves with them. I have sent the old case-files in .pdf format to all your consoles. Let's get going. Feel free to ask any questions.”
Miles sat down and opened the file on his own system and read it for what felt like the millionth time in that one day.