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Sky Harbor Aegis | 13 March 2020

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 3/13/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 4 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.156 = /\ =

TBS is 12 hours. The time is 0700 hours (7:00 am) Aegis Local.
Medical, Science and Missouri personnel are close to finding a cure for the illness on Aegis and Missouri.
Hopefully the toxin will be neutralized via the environmental systems.
A plan to relocate the gremlins to another planet is in progress.
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Jylliene: ::taking over Ops::
mimipavilion: ::in medical, going over the plan::
Jylliene: ::somewhat tired; didn't sleep well, worried about whatever was going on with Nijil::
Dacia Sandero: ::in Sickbay::
Chirakis: :::entering CnC, pausing for threat assessment, then proceeding:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil wondered how many hours had it been since he did not wake up in the night... actually slept pretty well. Must have been the hum of the station ::
Scott Coleridge: ::enters CnC::
Chirakis: :::turns at the sound of a certain person entering who is late for his post:::
Annisha: :: Working at her station for remote school ::
Chirakis: :::Scott:: Good morning, Commander.
Alexis McFarland: ::still sleeping::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::documenting what she can from an aux station on the CnC.   Should be fascinated with the biological discoveries going on but can't quite shake the daze she feels::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Enters main engineering, sees all of the people :: Oh my.
Jylliene: ::scrolling the info::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working at his post, this time looking inward at the people on the station ::
Dacia Sandero: ::working on a redistribution system for Tarisa's sugar-based solution::
Scott Coleridge: Morning, Captain.
Chirakis: ::begins to wander from station to station, trying to put aside most of what has happened in the last few days:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Moves over to the main table that shows the entire station ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to herself :: Is this what you do....
Chirakis: :::she notices that there are some on duty who probably did not sleep well::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Ahh! :: jumps at an engineer approaching him ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Engineer> Sorry sir, just the MP.
Nijil tr'Korjata: MP?
mimipavilion: ::satisfied with the plan and goes to Dacia::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Engineer> Morning PADD...? The issues from the previous day we need to tackle today.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh sure. :: takes padd. Starts to read :: Thank you, Lieutenant.
Chirakis: :::stops at the OPS console and speaks quietly::: Commander Kital. ::quizzical nod:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: thinks :: This is a big place.
mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: How’s the distribution going for the Tarisa's solution
Jylliene: Captain?
Scott Coleridge: ::begins reviewing reports from the previous shift::
Chirakis: You seem... distracted. Is there a problem?
Dacia Sandero: It's going well, so far. I am hopeful it'll work.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Placing a hand on his hip ::
Jylliene: Only those things I've already mentioned to you ::quietly::
mimipavilion: Me too. How soon do you think we can get it out?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Snaps his hand away :: No no... :: looks at the padd again ::
Chirakis: ::slow nod::
Chirakis: :::also notices Lt Dran's apparent exhaustion:::
Dacia Sandero: Well, that I'm not 100% sure on right now, since we've only just started but I would hope within the morning.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He could feel the anxiety rise as he read over the duty logs ::
mimipavilion: ::nods:: Alright, I'll let you get back to it. Don't forget to take breaks.
Jylliene: ::murmured:: He went to shift as usual this morning. Still seeming very off.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: reading was a challenge, but it was becoming easier ::
Dacia Sandero: ::working on it, replicating enough of the solution to distribute to the whole station and possibly shipyard::
Dacia Sandero: I will, thanks Mimi.
Nijil tr'Korjata: (I think you say that every sim...)
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Noticed a set of engineers standing next to him :: Yes?'
Chirakis: :::listening without looking at her:::
Jylliene: (well, perhaps...)
Nijil tr'Korjata: Eng Group Leader: Your assignment sir?
Chirakis: ::eyes on Dran:::
mimipavilion: I'll let you get back to it. I'll be in my office. ::goes back to her office::
Dacia Sandero: ::nods and keeps on working with her medical and science staff::
Jylliene: ::shrugs slightly, unsure what else to do::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Assig… oh oh. Let me look here. Something good for you :: looks :: fine people. :: pauses for a moment :: How about hydroponics. Check the water lines and climate controls.
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::marking everything she enters for later review::
Chirakis: (w) :::Jyl:: There are others who can take OPS if you need a break or otherwise.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Touches his chin... notices he forgot to shave, frowns ::
Jylliene: (w) I may take you up on that.
Jylliene: (w) barely slept. Felt...vulnerable.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks up into the ceiling as if waiting for something, raises his hands, quietly saying :: Anytime now.
Chirakis: (w) Perhaps an hourly rotation?
Jylliene: ::nods::
Chirakis: (w) Very well. You will be relieved in an hour.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Thought of him, and what he must be going through :: Oh my....
Jylliene: (w) Thank you, ma'am.
Dacia Sandero: ::drinking some tea whilst she works::
Chirakis: :::moves on toward Dran:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Realized time is very relative and raising his hands would make no difference ::
Chirakis: 10:30 PM
mimipavilion: ::in her office going over reports making sure their up-to-date::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Alright, next group. :: waves them to him ::
Jylliene: ::breathes a slight sigh of relief::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, the girl... +Annisha+ Nijil to Annisha.
Annisha: +Nijil+ Ie father? Au fall again?
Chirakis: :::casual approach::: Lt Dran ::nods:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes sir?
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha+ I what? No no, wanted to wish you a good day and I will help you with your astrophysics math when I get home.
Annisha: :: Looking a bit perplexed :: +Nijil+ Sure thing pops.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha+ Good little flower, father out.
Alexis McFarland: ::wakes up and connects to her terminal::
Chirakis: I trust you are well.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Message to Jylliene+ Something with rice tonight? I have a spice inspiration.
Dacia Sandero: (curry)
Alexis McFarland: ::in her blanket, as she sits at her terminal connects with Annisha::
Jylliene: +msg to Nijil+That sounds appealing.
Scott Coleridge: ::watching Chirakis make the rounds out of the corner his eye::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Clears out a few more crews and sends them on their way :: Does he do any actual work?
Tae'Lynn Dran: That might be a generous assessment but I think most of us are feeling the fatigue.
Chirakis: :::wondering if the new rotation is working, or if it is being used at all:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Msg to Jylliene+ Wonderful. See you tonight hun.
Chirakis: Indeed most of us are. Have you slept lately?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes over to the replicator, looks at the menu :: When in Rome...
Tae'Lynn Dran: Last night more than before but I think that only reminded me of what I've been missing.
Annisha: +Alexis+ :: puts her in the corner of her display :: Meanest Rihan on the station at your service.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, so many teas...
Chirakis: ...and that would be?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watched a past vid of Nijil walking to his duty station :: An odd Rihan.
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::blink:: Sleep
Chirakis: ::considers that a moment:::
Alexis McFarland: +Annisha+ Badder than old King Kong, meaner than a junkyard dog. ::does the same::
Chirakis: And how many hours of sleep are you getting?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Replicator, the strongest tea you have please, ninety-five centigrade
Tae'Lynn Dran: I can not say for sure.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Takes the tea and sips it :: Mmmm
Chirakis: So... are you working on the virus, or otherwise?
Scott Coleridge: ::noticing some reports from departments that some people are working longer hours, despite the new rotations, because they think it's the best way to beat this problem::
Tae'Lynn Dran: I am documenting the research for later review.
Chirakis: ::checks the chrono::: Lt Dran, put your work aside and get some rest. And that is not a suggestion.
Alexis McFarland: ::works on their assignments and stuff::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh, Yes sir.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Eyes roll back and sips even more of the tea ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::logs out of her station::
Nijil tr'Korjata: We are having this tonight. :: says loudly, catching the attention of the other engineers. Nijil looks up :: Oh, the tea is really good.
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::moves to the lift::
Chirakis: ::wanders toward Scott::: Commander, the ventilation system is working well and we have fewer personnel having problems. It's time to settle down, is it not?
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I concur.
Annisha: +Alexis+ Working on the same thing I am. :: shows her the whiteboard ::
Chirakis: :::slight chuckle::: (w) We have a stand-by shift that has never been used. Within the hour we will make good use of it.
Alexis McFarland: :sees:: Yeah. I'm stuck on the second part.
Scott Coleridge: I'll make some preparations.
Alexis McFarland: ::looks like she's wrapped up like a burrito::
Annisha: :: Looks at the image of Alexis :: Are au trying to make me hungry?
Alexis McFarland: I'm just tryna be warm.
Annisha: +Alexis+ Hmm.. Pretty warm here, but since they don't want us congregating, here we are.
Chirakis: :::moves to the command console and orders the stand-by shift:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes to his office and sits ::
Alexis McFarland: Yes, here we are. But at least I can be in my PJs and blanket
Chirakis: 10:55 PM
Annisha: :: swishes her head around :: +Alexis+ Do au like my braids?
Scott Coleridge: ::distributing stand-by shift standing orders::
mimipavilion: ::goes back to Dacia:: Hey quick question: Do we have enough to get it through the ventilation system here?
Alexis McFarland: +Annisha+. Oooh! Pretty! Did you just get them?
Annisha: +Alexis+ Ie. Guess who did them?
Chirakis: ::relaxes into the chair to read a notice from Missouri:::
Dacia Sandero: ::looks up at Mimi:: Based on our research, yes we should have enough for the whole station.
Alexis McFarland: Uhh, Jyliene?
Jylliene: (Nah, Jyl can't braid. She can rock a ponytail, though)
Alexis McFarland: Don't tell me it was your pop?
mimipavilion: Ok. Let's get it installed immediately and I'll let the Command staff know.
Annisha: +Alexis+ Au think it would be my mom, but no. My father did it. Did not even ask, just started.
Alexis McFarland: Wow.
Annisha: +Alexis+ Maybe he's a rope tying wizard...
Alexis McFarland: My dad can't braid my hair like that... It'd just end up a disaster... kekeke.
Chirakis: :::frowns as she reads through it, then blanks the screen:::
Dacia Sandero: I agree
Chirakis: 10:58 PM
Annisha: +Alexis+ My father is really weird.
mimipavilion: Alright. +Chirakis/Scott+ Pavilion to Command staff.
Chirakis: +Mimi+ Go ahead.
Alexis McFarland: Ah.
mimipavilion: +Chirakis+ We're ready to distribute the mixture throughout the station.
Scott Coleridge: Exciting.
Chirakis: +Mimi+ Understood. Collaborate with engineering and make it so.
Scott Coleridge: +Mimi+ How long until optimal saturation?
Chirakis: ::nod to Scott::: Indeed it is.
mimipavilion: ::looks at Dacia::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders of Jy would look good with a braid, or just too much like the daughter... ::
Dacia Sandero: ::nods and presses a button::
mimipavilion: +Scott+ should be now
Dacia Sandero: Ok
Chirakis: ::notices the change::: And now we see how well it works.
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: Thank you
Chirakis: Stand by
Chirakis: TBS will lead us to the next day. Everyone will be well rested. Stand-by shift will just have to endure. 
Chirakis: Let's make it 10:00 hours the next day.
Chirakis: Just to relieve the number 7 and give it a break.
Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander?
Scott Coleridge: Congratulations to everyone for finding a treatment!
Chirakis: Indeed.
Chirakis: And working so hard that they are exhausted.
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Try the tea. Wash your hands.
Dacia Sandero: I hope you have plenty of TP.
Chirakis: Everyone... be very careful where you go, be vigilant, wash your hands.
Chirakis: Anything else?
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

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