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Sky Harbor Aegis | 20 March 2020

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 3/20/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 5 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.157 = /\ =

TBS is 18 hours. The time is 1000 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local.
The disease that threatened Aegis and took the lives of 37 personnel aboard USS Missouri has slowly disappeared. Most personnel have settled into routine, though some are still weary. Many who were affected by the virus have been released. A few remain in the medical complex.

Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=

mimipavilion: ::in medical::
Jylliene: ::ops::
Dacia Sandero: ::also in medical::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::CnC science station::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working hard in engineering... how long has it been.. shift almost over? No? How many hours? ::
Dacia Sandero: ::monitoring progress of the spray ::
Chirakis: ::enters CnC in full dress uniform, several medals gleam in the light::::
Alexis McFarland: ::With Miana and Annisha::
Jylliene: Captain.
Chirakis: ::slight turn, then nod::: Commander.
Dacia Sandero: ::rubs her chin::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: People kept on coming up to him, asking advice, wanting a new assignment... slacking off ::
Annisha: :: Looks Alexis in the eye... ::
Chirakis: ::steps toward her after taking a PADD from the command desk::: Anything I should know about?
Alexis McFarland: Hmm? ::Looks back at Annisha::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Shakes his head as he watches his display console ::
Dacia Sandero: It's going well, I'd say?
Jylliene: Nothing new, ma'am. No changes.
Annisha: I'm watching au...
Chirakis: ::flips through the PADD as she waits::
Alexis McFarland: I am in the eye in the sky, looking at youuuu... I can read your mind...
Annisha: Probably not gettin' much
Alexis McFarland: Nope.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the main display, overlays the teams :: Like an ant colony..
Chirakis: ::looks up:: No changes? Nothing?
Alexis McFarland: ::dopey grin::
Jylliene: Nothing since this morning. Everything is settling in. <w> No changes on Nijil.
Annisha: :: Still sporting the braid ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: An engineer hands Nijil a mug with a hot liquid in it. He drinks.. :: What is this Lt.?
Alexis McFarland: Still holding up well.
mimipavilion: ::catching up on important reports::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Eng> Your favorite drink sir.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh...so it is. Thank you.
Chirakis: (w) No changes... regarding what?
Tarisa: Miana> ::Does a headstand for no reason. Grins::::
Annisha: It's tight.. did something to the ends to hold it together.
Jylliene: ::glances at Chirakis:: (w) His behavior. Acting very unlike himself.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Hmm. I see why I like it. Do you like it? :: to the engineer ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Eng> Not my style sir.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh. Well thanks for the boost.
Chirakis: ::gives Jyl her full attention:: (w) In what way?
Tarisa: ::Steps onto the CnC from the lift.::
Alexis McFarland: ::watches Miana do hand-stands:: Like hair spray? That explains a lot
Dacia Sandero: ::keeps a tab on things from her console::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Watches the engineer walk away, then looks up. :: Any time now. :: laughs :: Time... ugh. :: waves someone forward :: Next...
Annisha: Na, just the end so it will stay together...
Annisha: I mean I have straight hair as it is.
Jylliene: (w) As was in my message to you a few days ago. He's just ...off. And not just similar to a bad day, but - different.
Alexis McFarland: Oooh.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Listens :: Spill of what?
Scott Coleridge: ::finishing some rounds and then heads for the CnC::
Chirakis: ::she nods:: My office, Commander. Commander Cayne, you have the con.
Jylliene: ::nods::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nods without looking up ::
Jylliene: ::follows::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is told it's a coolant :: Oh, wait, what properties? :: the engineer indulges him in his query :: Oh, yes. Send a team now.
Scott Coleridge: ::enters TL:: CnC
Nijil tr'Korjata: No one hurt. Oh thank the goddess.
Chirakis: ::walking slowly toward her office, she waits for Jyl and closes the door when she enters::: Please, have a seat, and tell me exactly what is happening.
Annisha: What do cats do? For hair styles?
Annisha: Do au hate if someone pats the fur the wrong way?
Alexis McFarland: My cat hissed at me when I tried to put a bow in her hair.
Jylliene: ::has a seat:: He's often talked about dreaming he's someone else. And now he's acting different. Like a different version of Nijil.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at his chrono... :: Come on...
Dacia Sandero: ::checks on patients in the sickbay, glad things were returning to normal:::
Chirakis: ::puts her PADD aside as she sits:: A different version?
Jylliene: All of the little things seem different.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Rolls and plops down in front of Alexis and Annisha.:: I like bows. The small ones though. Not the really huge ones.
Chirakis: ::leans back in her chair::: Could you be a little more specific?
Scott Coleridge: ::enters the CnC::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Medical Facility+ This is Engineer Nijil. There was a level 2 spill on a utility deck. No one has been hurt, but in case my team was misinformed I thought you should know.
Jylliene: Mannerisms are off. The way he talks to us. He even braided Annisha's hair.
Alexis McFarland: Hmm. I see. They look cute on you, Miana.
Annisha: If au ever go as a kitten I big bow would be purrfect.. :: laughs ::
Jylliene: I feel like internal alarms are sounding, but I can't point to any one thing and say "Aha!"
mimipavilion: +Nijil+ Ok I'm on my way.
Chirakis: So I assume that braiding her hair is not normal. Other mannerisms?
mimipavilion: ::exits her office:: Dacia I'm going to Engineering
Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: OK
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Medical Facility+ Level 37, section B
mimipavilion: ::takes a med kit, enters a tl:: +Nijil+ understood.
mimipavilion: ::orders the tl to Level 37 section B::
Scott Coleridge: ::takes his station, notes that Jylliene isn't at Ops::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::exits her office just in time to see Mimi's exit:::
Tarisa: Miana> Nuh uh.
Jylliene: ::throws her hands up helplessly:: Everything is just off. Like it's someone doing a Nijil impression.
Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Computer, display the chemical composition of the coolant in question from the level 37, section B spill...
Jylliene: He knows us, he knows his way around.. but there's just something very, very off.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::holding a plate::: Fresh scones, Dacia. ::moves toward the teapot:::
Jylliene: Imagine someone impersonating you and not seeming familiar with blades.
Dacia Sandero: Sure thanks. I've just made a pot of tea that would go lovely with that.
Annisha: I was thinking of darkening my eyes. Make me look even more evil.
Annisha: :: squints her eyes ::
Amanda Davis PhD: Lovely.
Alexis McFarland: Don't you already have dark eyes, or did you want them black like mine?
mimipavilion: ::arrives on Level 37 section B::
Dacia Sandero: ::smiles and goes and gets the tea pot::
Annisha: :: Looks really close :: Oh my elements, those are dark
Chirakis: :::listening carefully, hoping that this is not the station's next problem:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Several engineers are working on cleanup. There are Space Caution signs all around ::
Alexis McFarland: Mm. All Betazeds have dark eyes.
Chirakis: ::then nods::: Someone impersonating... :::considering that::: Has he seen Dr Davis recently?
mimipavilion: ::goes over to the area, staying out of the mess and calls one of the engineers over:: What happened?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> Doctor? We took the standard precautions as repeated by the SubCommander.
Jylliene: I messaged medical, but I don't think he's been in. They've been rather busy.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> We were sealing the coolant by shutting off the line in two places, but the far valve did not shut completely.
Dacia Sandero: ::setts out some dishes and tea cups:::
Tarisa: Miana> Mithraan eyes can almost be any color of the spectrum.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> :: gestures to the blue-green liquid all over the floor ::
mimipavilion: ::to engineer:: Understood. Was anyone injured?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> Should we be tested after cleanup?
Alexis McFarland: I like your eye colour Miana. ::hugs::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> Lt. Sales over there got some on his uniform, but he declothed and is sitting on the bench.
Annisha: Mine are green.
Chirakis: Very well. Thank you, Commander. You may return to your post and I'll see what I can do.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Likes her light blue/almost silver eyes too.:: I know someone from home that has purple.
mimipavilion: ::engineer:: Probably wouldn't hurt, since it was coolant. I'll check Sales out.
Jylliene: ::nods:: Thank you, ma'am.
Jylliene: ::stands and heads out::
Chirakis: ::escorts Jyl out, standing by the door before closing it behind her:::
Jylliene: ::returns to Ops::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng :: nods as he squeegees the floor ::
mimipavilion: ::goes over to Sales:: How do you feel Lt?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Meanwhile in main engineering :: Is Sales okay? :: talking on the comm ::
Alexis McFarland: ooh purple!
Scott Coleridge: ::notices the full dress uniform on Chirakis:: Huh.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::relaxing with tea and scones:: Very nice, Dacia. Exactly what I needed this morning.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales> The smell was a bit much, but once I got my uniform off it got better.
Chirakis: +Davis+ Dr. Davis, my office.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > Now I have to worry about the other engineers hiding my clothes.
mimipavilion: ::Nods:: I'm going to check you out.
Tarisa: Miana> One of the guards that came with us has orange eyes.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > That would put my mind at ease.,
Jylliene: ::feels a bit better having passed that along::
mimipavilion: ::nods and scans::
Annisha: I see what au mean :: eyes wide ::
Tarisa: Miana> It matches his red hair. Almost looks like fire.
Alexis McFarland: Impressive!
Amanda Davis PhD: ::blink::: +com+ On my way, Captain. ::turns to Dacia:: Keep the tea warm please, if you can.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::exits and enters the lift::: CnC
Dacia Sandero: Will do!
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watches Chirakis ::
Dacia Sandero: :;to the other nurses and doctors:: Do try to leave some for Dr Davis when she gets back, yes?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: (really good eyes, or rum)
Chirakis: (Rum. Definitely)
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: closes the comm :: No one melted...
Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps out of the lift and into CnC, walking straight to the office:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: This poor man has to watch so many things. :: Goes to the main table to see if half the station is drifting away ::
Annisha: I will ask my father to do your hair too. Bet he would.
Chirakis: ::meets her at the door:: A simple request, Doctor. :::closes the door behind them::
Alexis McFarland: Hmm... My parents would be fine with that if it looks good like yours.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::wonders if something major is about to explode:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sending himself a reminder for later ::
Chirakis: Have you had contact with Commander Korjata recently?
Annisha: :: Swishes her head back and forth ::
Amanda Davis PhD: Well... no. Not recently. A few weeks ago. Is there a problem?
Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: shakes his head :: I'm going to go native at this rate.
mimipavilion: ::Sales:: Well it seems you're fine, but go to medical to get cleaned up.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > Oh thank you. :: almost goes to shake her hand :: Ah... maybe later.
Chirakis: That is why you are here, Doctor. Apparently the commander is acting strangely. I want you to investigate.... or should I say speak with him? Possibly just have a conversation to see if you notice a difference in his mannerisms.
Amanda Davis PhD: I see.
Tarisa: Miana> ::giggles::
Annisha: And maybe he can cook a larger meal. I think he fixed something better than Grams... but don't tell my Grams..
Chirakis: Just to be sure that he is.... psychologically healthy?
mimipavilion: ::nods for Sales to medical::
Amanda Davis PhD: Of course, Captain. Right away.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > :: Heads to medical, but out of uniform ::
Chirakis: Thank you, Doctor. That is all.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is clearing out the board left and right :: With enough people I can clear these orders in no time.
Amanda Davis PhD: Yes, ma'am.
Chirakis: ::exits the office with Amanda:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Beta Team+ Great work on the microfracture testing on the substructures.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::enters the lift, deciding to proceed cautiously on this one:::
Alexis McFarland: Oooh, sounds yummy
Annisha: :: holds up her hand :: +Nijil+ Father, can au do to my hair with my friends' hair?
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha+ Why sure sweetie, when I get home and after dinner.
Alexis McFarland: Yay!
Annisha: :: Does the was gives gesture :: Sweetie?
Chirakis: ::her uniform seems to be drawing attention, but she ignores it::
Annisha: I think he's trolling me..
Alexis McFarland: Maybe he is?
Alexis McFarland: Your dad doesn't usually call you "sweetie", doesn't he?
Chirakis: ::her thoughts seem to be in another world as she paces slowly around CnC:::
Annisha: Na, normally asks how long I was in detention.
Alexis McFarland: I mean, mine does but that's different.
Annisha: It's probably by association.
Alexis McFarland: Hmm.. since we've been out of school I guess he has to think up something different.
Jylliene: ::feels better assuming Dr. Davis was going to be looking into things::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::she enters the medical complex and almost forgets to step off the lift because she is so distracted by her thoughts:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees main engineering largely empty, the teams out fixing things before lunch ::
mimipavilion: ::after observing for a bit, reminds the engineer that the team should stop by medical to get checked out::
Chirakis: :::pauses near Scott:: Anything new, Commander?
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I'm worried I missed a uniform memo today.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt Sales > :: Makes the walk of shame out of uniform and into medical ::
Chirakis: ::blink:::
Chirakis: Oh? ::slight pause:: Of course. Those who died on Missouri are on their way to their final resting place.
Chirakis: I am thankful that there were no casualties on Aegis.
Dacia Sandero: Everything all right? ::to Amanda::
Amanda Davis PhD: ::distracted:: Oh... sorry, Dacia. So far, yes.
mimipavilion: ::leaves deck 37 and goes back to medical via the tl::
Scott Coleridge: Agreed.
Amanda Davis PhD: I'm just... I need to think something through.
Dacia Sandero: Good to hear. Hope it stays that way.
Dacia Sandero: Ok, that's fine.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: thinks :: This is rough Mr. Nijil.

Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: Thank you

Chirakis: We have a few things to attend to tonight, so we are pausing a few minutes early. Commander Coleridge, if you would assist.
Scott Coleridge: Sure!
Chirakis: Dr. Sandero, Lt Cdr Tarisa, and Cdr Korjata, step forward. ::hands a box to Scott:::
Scott Coleridge: ::produces the bucket of assorted awards::
Dacia Sandero: ::steps forth::
Scott Coleridge: ::takes out a baseball trophy::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks around :: Who? Oh me.
Chirakis: ::Nijil::: No. The one who impersonates you.
Tarisa: ::Steps up::
Chirakis: (w) The other one, Number One.
Scott Coleridge: Fine. ::puts the baseball trophy back and takes out the box::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh.. ::steps ::
Chirakis: For your loyalty to Aegis and the work that you have done, you are awarded Service Ribbons. ::nods to Scott:::
Scott Coleridge: ::pins on the service ribbons::
Chirakis: ::when he is finished::: Dr. Sandero, remain please. The others may withdraw.
Chirakis: Dr. Pavilion, step forward.
mimipavilion: ::steps forward::
Dacia Sandero: ::Stays put::
Chirakis: Aegis has a very active group of physicians - and that makes sense since most of the crew is in need of physicians at one time or other...
Scott Coleridge: ::readies the next award::
Chirakis: Drs Pavilion and Sandero, both of you have given several hundred hours of work aboard Aegis - literally.  Dr. Pavilion, you have 636 hours. Dr Sandero, you have 563 hours.  
Chirakis: Dr. Sandero, Dr. Pavilion, for that you are each awarded the Silver Oakleaf.
Chirakis: Be gentle, Number One. They already have quite a few so there might not be much space. And do remember that they are female. :::stare:::
Chirakis: ::Nods to Scott:::
Scott Coleridge: ::pins the awards::
Chirakis: Our thanks to you all for your service to Aegis.
Chirakis: In the coming days there will be more awards, so everyone - be patient.
Chirakis: TBS will be... a few hours. Does lunch time sound good?
Scott Coleridge: Sounds good to me
Chirakis: We will continue next week at 1300 / 1 pm.
Chirakis: Questions or comments?
Chirakis: Seeing none....
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
Chirakis: And thank you for 100% attendance. 

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