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  1. Congratulations to Commander Coleridge, Commander Korjata, and Lieutenant Dran - Gold Medal Recipients for over 7 years of participation. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 6/5/20 = /\ = = /\ = 12 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.164 = /\ = TBS is 26 hours. The time is 10:00 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local. It's the second day of relative normalcy on station. Commander Korjata is still adjusting to his own body. The science vessels USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are still missing. Starfleet Command is in control of the situation. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Dacia Sandero: ::in medical as well:: Jylliene: ::CnC, Ops, hoping to find out that Nijil will be released today:: Sierra Robinson: :: in engineering observing the power grid, near the large 3D hologram of the station :: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha somewhere:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working in the CnC :: Ethan Neufeld: :::making his way from the docks to the CnC::: Chirakis: ::::in her office, CnC, working on documents that should not have been passed to her from SFCommand::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Also in medical :: May I go home? Amanda Davis PhD: :::approaches Mimi, knocks on her door::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: His voice was wrong, too low. He was too short :: Dacia Sandero: If Mimi says you can, yes. mimipavilion: ::in her office:: Come in. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in the science lab:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::enters::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods :: mimipavilion: ::sees Amanda:: Hey!! What can I do for you? Annisha: :: Can't tell her friends what really happened... had to make a good story and stick to it ::: Scott Coleridge: ::enters medical:: Sierra Robinson: :: taps diagnostic screens on the LCARS console ahead of her, still taking notes on things :: Tarisa: ::Steps out into the labs from her office.:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::smiling, relaxed:: Well, it seems that he is ready to leave. His vital signs are perfect, his brain scans are perfect. Ethan Neufeld: :::exits lift::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Continued to draw a detailed sketch of medical on his PADD :: Tarisa: Miana> What should we do today? Scott Coleridge: ::spots Nijil and Dacia and heads over:: mimipavilion: That's good to hear. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::looking for a worthwhile article to read in the latest journal:: Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, my yes. Perhaps you should have a look and verify? Alexis McFarland: ::lies down next to Miana:: Anything's fine with me. Ethan Neufeld: :::approaches check point for CnC::: mimipavilion: ::extends her hand for the PADD:: Tarisa: ::Sees Dran searching.:: Is there anything good? Amanda Davis PhD: ::hands it over:: mimipavilion: ::takes it and looks it over:: Annisha: :: Space Plague, Annisha thought to herself? :: Scott Coleridge: Hi, Nijil. Sorry I didn't come and visit before now, but I guessed you needed time to yourself to... uh... re-acclimate. Ethan Neufeld: :::identifies and explains request to meet with Captain Chirakis to security::: Tae'Lynn Dran: No, not really. Nijil tr'Korjata: Fa afe fea oe o le ta’ ita i? Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, sorry Commander. How are au? Chirakis: Security Officer> ::steps in front of Ethan:: Credentials. ::hand out:: Alexis McFarland: ::relaxes in the grass:: Tarisa: ::Frowns:: The last two issues have been very disappointing. Ethan Neufeld: :::presents to security officer as requested::: Nijil tr'Korjata: It's been a long while since I last saw au. Sierra Robinson: :: zooms into an interface valve adjacent to the port regulator on reactor five noting it has an above normal efficiency rating...:: hmm. Tarisa: Miana> ::Sits up.:: Oh! What if we go to the holosuite? Alexis McFarland: Yeah, we can do that. Chirakis: Security Officer> ::scans, nods::: Very well, Lieutenant Neufeld. I will escort you. Alexis McFarland: My parents made an account there, so I can use it anytime. Ethan Neufeld: :::nods in understanding and follows::: Scott Coleridge: I'm not the one who time travelled millions of years! I'm not surprised it's taking you a while to get back into Aegis-mode. And Romulan-mode. And Nijil-mode. Scott Coleridge: On the bright side, now you have a new chapter for your memoirs. Annisha: What program? :: to Miana :: mimipavilion: ::looks at Amanda:: Agreed. He's ready to be released. Sierra Robinson: Good Engineering. :: smiles :: Tae'Lynn Dran: I noticed. I guess working on the frontier most of the university work gets a bit bland. Nijil tr'Korjata: No, only about 1400. Alexis McFarland: Hmm, I dunno. ::looks to Miana:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Shrugs:: Something fun! Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Let's go then. Chirakis: Security Officer> ::leads him to the office::: Tarisa: ::Smiles:: Indeed. Nijil tr'Korjata: I should say so.. and I can sketch in great detail. :: turns his PADD to show Coleridge :: Ethan Neufeld: :::glances around the CnC as he is escorted through::: Chirakis: ::hearing the chime::: Enter. Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets up.:: Yay Nijil tr'Korjata: I was a female Yith for almost 17 months. Tae'Lynn Dran: Have we got anything interesting on scheduling? Chirakis: ::putting her extensive work aside, she stands as the door opens:: Nijil tr'Korjata: It was all very eye-opening. I will not be the same. Ethan Neufeld: :::steps inside and waits to see if the escort follows::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Not wearing a dress will be some getting used to again. Tarisa: Sadly no. :;Frowns.:: And our other project is still on hold. Dacia Sandero: ::tidying things up around the med bays:: Chirakis: ::takes a good look, then dismisses the security officer and waits for the door to close::: Scott Coleridge: ::looks at the sketch admiringly:: Chirakis: Good morning, Lieutenant. Scott Coleridge: Seventeen months? But it was only days here. Scott Coleridge: ::shakes his head:: Wormholes. They are nothing but trouble. Nijil tr'Korjata: I hope I did not cause the station a lot of trouble. They are, er were good people. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Shall we go tell him the good news. Ethan Neufeld: Morning, sir. :::strolls in a bit farther and waits::: Amanda Davis PhD: Please, yes let's. Nijil tr'Korjata: Our generator was of our design, and is missed. mimipavilion: ::nods, exiting her office and heading for Nijil's room:: Chirakis: Take a seat. ::motioning to the chairs in front of her desk and sits::: Nijil tr'Korjata: If au have to miss doing so after, it was a good result. Tarisa: Miana> ::Arrives at the holosuite with the others.:: Chirakis: How may I help you, Lieutenant? Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi said she gave me some gifts before I went back. Sierra Robinson: :: slides her chair jotting down some notes on her schedule for the day :: mimipavilion: ::enters Nijil's room:: Alexis McFarland: ::follows Miana, presses her thumb onto a PADD and they are ushered into an empty holosuite:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I think this sketching ability was one of them... wait.. she created new memories for me. Amanda Davis PhD: :::behind Mimi, as she is CMED::: Ethan Neufeld: :::walks forward, but doesn't sit, hands clasped::: I need to request a leave of absence. Alexis McFarland: So, what do we want? Chirakis: ::contemplates that a moment, then asks::: For what purpose? Tarisa: Miana> Um...maybe an adventure? Nijil tr'Korjata: Calibration my asini. Alexis McFarland: Computer> Please specify adventure type and setting. Ethan Neufeld: Personal. Family emergency. Nijil tr'Korjata: I think she wanted an easy method for me to recall things I've seen while there. Annisha: :: Thinks :: Snow? Scott Coleridge: That's interesting. Maybe you could even simulate some of them on the holodeck. Chirakis: ::relaxed, hands folded::: And how long would you be gone? mimipavilion: ::waits for Nijil to finish talking to Scott:: Tarisa: Miana> Something with swords....Oh! and Magic! Nijil tr'Korjata: That's a good idea. Alexis McFarland: Set in the snow? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::looks over a PADD:: Ethan Neufeld: I don't know. Yet. I'll let you know as soon as I can. Nijil tr'Korjata: How is the station Commander? Sierra Robinson: :: notes she needs to spend sometime in the secure holodeck to walk through a core inspection..:: Alexis McFarland: Computer>. Creating program... ::beeps and reveals a medieval, fairy tale type winter setting:: Tarisa: Miana> Sure! Annisha: Magic? Chirakis: Very well. Alexis McFarland: Like wizards and knights? Annisha: Wizards? Nijil tr'Korjata: And I heard I have a new engineer? Alexis McFarland: Yeah, wizards. Those old guys in the pointy hats and magic wands. Chirakis: :::still thinking, wondering:: You do realize, Lieutenant, that as soon as you leave Aegis, you might be apprehended by some who would like to see you dead. Annisha: Is this a human thing? Tarisa: Miana> I saw it in a book. Alexis McFarland: M..mostly? Though other races might have wizards, I dunno. Annisha: Are there any assassins? Tarisa: Miana> Yep Ethan Neufeld: :::eyes narrow in a momentary flash of disbelief, derailed before he can express gratitude::: The thought had crossed my mind. Alexis McFarland: Wanna be a wizard? I might be a knight or something. I guess so... ::to Annisha:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil notices the doctor in the background :: Alexis McFarland: Nice setting though. ::Looks around:: Tarisa: Miana> I want to be a sword wizard. Alexis McFarland: oooh Annisha: Oh, a rogue? Alexis McFarland: I'll be a knight on a horse. Mainly cuz I wanna ride one. Sierra Robinson: ( :: offers to be a Paladin :: ) Tarisa: Miana> What was it called... Scott Coleridge: Yes, Ensign Robinson. Human. She's very quick on the ball and eager to learn. Chirakis: :::deep inhale of thought, then relaxes::: Very well. Request granted. Submit the proper work and report to me so I may verify. Nijil tr'Korjata: Prani knows all about her. Alexis McFarland: So what are we doing? Rescuing a princess from an evil dragon? Tarisa: Miana> Oh! I remember, I think it was red mage. They used swords and magic. Alexis McFarland: hmm Ethan Neufeld: Yes, sir. :::pause::: Thank you, sir. Chirakis: ::stands and leads him to the door, but before she opens it, she turns::: Beware, Lieutenant. Be very aware. ::slight pause:: The security officer will escort. Chirakis: ::opens the door and nods to security::: Alexis McFarland: ::changes into a kid-sized knight armour next to a large trusty steed also clad in armour:: Alexis McFarland: Hard to manoeuvre in this. Ethan Neufeld: :::glances at Chirakis and then falls in-step with the security escort::: Annisha: :: Sees an all black outfit :: That's what I'm talking about. Tarisa: Miana> ::Has the computer make her a set of red mage clothes and a rapier.:: Yay! ::She changes, and then puts on a red hat made to accommodate her Mithraan ears.:: Alexis McFarland: Yay Scott Coleridge: ::Nijil:: So when do you get to leave medical? Amanda Davis PhD: ::smiles at Scott's question::: mimipavilion: ::Scott:: that's why I'm here Commander Coleridge. Nijil tr'Korjata: As soon as the doctor releases me. Sierra Robinson: :: taps a console and checks some flow chart options on further studies and activities for week two :: Scott Coleridge: Ah, kicking him out, I see. Need the beds for actual sick people. Annisha: Oh, two daggers?! Alexis McFarland: oooh Alexis McFarland: ::checks her large broadsword:: Tarisa: Miana> Uh huh. I wonder if you can turn invisible too. Annisha: :: takes something from Miana without her knowing :: mimipavilion: ::smiles:: You could say that. ::turns to Nijil:: You are being released to your quarters Commander tr'Korjata. Annisha: Oh, even that works. Miana, I think this is yours... Alexis McFarland: Maybe? ::clambers up on top of her horse:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh good. Can I walk there on my own? Tarisa: Miana> Oh, did I drop it? Alexis McFarland: Maybe, I didn't see. ::holds the reins, since its a holodeck horse it is very easy to control:: Annisha: Surrrre.. Cptn d'Ka: ::aboard Missouri:: {{Relax, Kh’éile. He can hold his own}} Tarisa: Miana> Soooo...I think according to the book, we are supposed to go find quests. Chirakis: :::watching Ethan leave, somewhat disturbed::: {{That I know,Kh’éile, but thank you.}} Annisha: :: Looks up :: Is this a tiny animal or a normal sized one? Alexis McFarland: Ahh, what's our first quest? ::to Annisha:: A normal sized horse, from what I know. mimipavilion: ::Nijil:: I think it would be a good idea to have someone walk with you to your quarters. Medical protocol. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the Doctor :: Scott Coleridge: I'll accompany you if you like, Nijil. Alexis McFarland: Don't you guys need horses too, or are you both gonna walk? Nijil tr'Korjata: That would be good. Tarisa: Miana> Um... Sierra Robinson: Holodeck Peasant> :: gathering medicinal herbs :: Cptn d'Ka: :::deep sigh::: Annisha: :: Tries getting on her horse :: Ethan Neufeld: :::emerges back outside the CnC and finds a place in the commerce sector to finish up and submit the paperwork::: Alexis McFarland: ::watches the peasant:: Do we need herbs? Tarisa: Miana> Oh! ::Points to the Peasant:: Is that a quest person? Alexis McFarland: I dunno. Annisha: :: Gets on the horse, finally :: Sierra Robinson: Peasant> :: minding her own work :: mimipavilion: I'll see that someone walks you to your quarters. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Starts to get up from his bed :: Great. Scott Coleridge: ::stands ready to assist Nijil if he needs help but follows his lead:: Scott Coleridge: Do you... remember where your quarters are? Sierra Robinson: :: hums a soft tune as she looks at the Large Holographic display. She doubts an Excelsior class vessel would of had one of these :: Jylliene: ::runs the usual diagnostics on power supply and routing, given the demand put on systems by the recent events, ensuring all is operating as usual once more:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is wobbly on the floor :: I keep wanting to walk on my toes. mimipavilion: ::turns and exits Nijil's room:: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::elsewhere in the commerce center, has already found a woman willing to hang out with him::: Dabo! Nijil tr'Korjata: I should take a cane, just in case. Chirakis: ::begins her usual pace through CnC::: Sierra Robinson: Holodeck blacksmith>. :: working on a horse shoe :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks out of his room with help from he cane :: Scott Coleridge: ::walks with Nijil:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Checking out the different people.:: Who should we talk to first? mimipavilion: ::asks a nurse to help Nijil to his quarters and the nurse nods:: Cptn d'Ka: @ Commander Lei'ri, you have the con. I will be in my ready room. Cptn d'Ka: @ Lei'ri> Yes, Captain. Alexis McFarland: The peasant? Nijil tr'Korjata: How about a nurse and the Commander? Annisha: :: clip clops along :: Alexis McFarland: Hyaa ::clops after Annisha:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods. She walks over and is already starting to get nervous.:: Hi... ::Pulls her hat down to cover her eyes.:: Jylliene: ::drums fingertips lightly on the console:: mimipavilion: ::hears Nijil:: You also want Commander Coleridge to help you to your quarters? Alexis McFarland: ::not a very far journey, dismounts and ties her horse on a lead post:: Cptn d'Ka: @ {{Relax,Kh’éile. I cannot concentrate.}} Chirakis: ::looks up as she passes Jylliene::: Then don't! Sierra Robinson: Holodeck> :: an old woman retrieves water from a well :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: taps his badge :: +Jylliene+ They are releasing me to my quarters my manamea Jylliene: ::blinks:: Jylliene: ::glances at Chirakis:: Ma'am? Alexis McFarland: ::looks at the different people in the town or village:: Nijil tr'Korjata: He said he would Doctor. Chirakis: :::deep sigh:: Yes, Commander? :::Jylliene::: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Understood. Jylliene: You were saying something? Ethan Neufeld: :::finds a quiet spot and looks over the paperwork -- in reality already finished apart from the necessary signatures::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Heads out of sickbay :: I could jump as high as Prani. Jylliene: +Nijil+ I'll be there as soon as I can. Chirakis: Unfortunately, yes. A word to the wise, if I may? Do not bond with a telepath. mimipavilion: ::goes to her office and relays a message to Jylliene that Nijil has been released:: Cptn d'Ka: @ :::slight chuckle::: Jylliene: ::ponders:: Alexis McFarland: ::stands next to Miana:: Scott Coleridge: ::Nijil:: That would be something to see. Ethan Neufeld: :::slouches and lets the PADD drop into his lap, rubbing his face::: Jylliene: I'll keep that in mind. Sierra Robinson: :: notes she needs to begin working on station keeping velocities :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I was tall, lean... walked on my toes.. Jylliene: Speaking of bondmates, Nijil has been released. Alexis McFarland: Hmm.. Nijil tr'Korjata: The voice, my voice was... so strange. Sierra Robinson: Holodeck> Old woman notes a..knight approaching and scurries away :: Chirakis: Ah... excellent. Lt Groveson will relieve you. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::walking away from the Dabo table arm-in-arm with his "date" and a bit richer::: So there I was... Nijil tr'Korjata: I was getting used to being her. And I would have been okay doing so if I was trapped on that end. Tarisa: Miana> ::To the 1st peasant:: Um.....We are adventurers looking for quests... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: enters a lift :: Nijil tr'Korjata: My quarters. Jylliene: Thank you, Captain. I truly appreciate it. Chirakis: ::nod::: My best to your bondmate. Jylliene: ::nods:: Annisha: :: to Miana :: I mean we charge more if someone has to get hurt real good like Ethan Neufeld: :::wishing he had a few more days to weigh this course of action out in his head::: Scott Coleridge: ::Nijil:: Well, we're all happy to have you back. I'm assuming. I suppose it's possible there's someone on the station who holds a grudge against you and they're not happy. Scott Coleridge: I can make inquiries if you like. Amanda Davis PhD: ::working in her office, finishing her report::: Sierra Robinson: Peasant with Herbs> hmm... Jylliene: ::calls in the relief, then heads to the TL:: Sierra Robinson: Pheasant with Herbs> :: pulls a coin from her pocket :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, there are certainly more people here... oh +Robinson+ Ensign Robinson. This is SubCommander Korjata. Stop by my quarters when au are able so we can meet. Annisha: Latinum? Chirakis: (I hope you mean pheasant, Ens Robinson) Alexis McFarland: Hmm Sierra Robinson: Peasant with Herbs>. Here, this old coin belongs to the Lord of the Castle. Please..take it to him. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> ...the raiders had their guns pointed at us and the warp core was about to go critical... Tarisa: Miana> Oh shiney Alexis McFarland: ::looks at the far away castle:: Hmm, ok. Chirakis: :::stops at the window to watch the commerce deck three decks down::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Holds the coin.:: Okay! To the castle! Alexis McFarland: Thanks for the coin. Sierra Robinson: Coin > ::Ancient looking and bejeweled :: Ethan Neufeld: ((Unless it's a talking pheasant...?)) Tarisa: Miana> ::Stops:: Where is the castle? Chirakis: ((Or that)) Nijil tr'Korjata: I would like to get to work as soon as I can Commander Alexis McFarland: ::not wondering at all how a peasant came across a coin like that:: Sierra Robinson: Peasant Gathering Herbs> You’ll find it on the hill...:: suddenly vanishes before their eyes :: Annisha: That's going to be hard to split up. Alexis McFarland: Tha... ohh... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Arrives at his quarters :: Is this it? Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> ...fast as lightning... Scott Coleridge: ::coughs:: Next door. Tarisa: Miana> ::Looked where she pointed. Then looks back.:: Thank Y- Huh? Alexis McFarland: ::Looks at her map:: Looks like it's through the old enchanted forest and past the large river and caves. Alexis McFarland: Yeah I'm glad we brought horses. Jylliene: ::arrives on the level, makes her way to their quarters:: Scott Coleridge: Don't rush back to work too quickly, Nijil. I'm saying that as your friend and your XO: you need time to readjust. Go to the commerce deck. Use the holosuites. Hey, you can even spend time in engineering. But I'm not officially reinstating you until Dr. Davis and you both agree that you're ready. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> ...They didn't see what hit 'em... Alexis McFarland: ::goes back to her horse:: Tarisa: Miana> Yes! ::Hops on her pony.:: Alexis McFarland: Pony! Scott Coleridge: Spend some time with your family. You haven't seen them for over a year. Alexis McFarland: ::clambers up her noble steed:: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> ...And that's how I beat Candy Crush. Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah. I have to almost meet my bondmate for the first time again. Tarisa: Miana> ::Once again.:: To the castle! ::Happy tail swish:: Chirakis: :::continues her pace around CnC:::: Alexis McFarland: Yess... ::gallops off to the castle:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::exits her office to see Nijil::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Chases after.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Shakes the Commander's hand :: Thanks for the effort to get me on this end. Ethan Neufeld: :::decides to ponder a couple more hours before he submits anything::: Annisha: :: follows :: Jylliene: ::arrives at their quarters, seeing Scott and Nijil there:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::and he has already been released, which is a good thing::: Scott Coleridge: You're welcome. I'll... ah, there she is. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> ... But as we all know, to blave means "to bluff..." Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: I thought Nijil would enjoy some company on his walk home. Nijil tr'Korjata: It's a party... mimipavilion: ::finishing up report on Nijil:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Jylliene Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::continues to regale with heavy embellished stories::: Jylliene: ::grins:: Thank you. I'm sure he did. Sierra Robinson: Blue Knight> :: sits along the road enjoying some cooked rabbit :: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::and flippant humor...::: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Thank you to Lt Neufeld for the log. If any of you have not read it, it's an excellent read. Chirakis: TBS will be the next day at 1300 (1 pm). Comments for the crew, Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Very well... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  2. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |5 June 2020 12 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.164 TBS is 26 hours. The time is 10:00 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local. One thing ends and another begins. First came the technology virus, and soon after that came the issue involving a Yith named Th'Prani'Liloo/Prani who, in the name of scientific research, switched brains with Nijil tr’Korjata. Thankfully, all had been resolved and Aegis personnel had enjoyed a full day of rest. Hopefully, the second day would be as peaceful as the first. Commander Korjata is still adjusting to his own body. The science vessels USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are still missing.
  4. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 5/29/20 = /\ = = /\ = 11 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.163 = /\ = The time is 0700 (7:00 am) Aegis Local. Personnel on Aegis are refreshed and ready for duty. Anything related to manufacture of the wormhole is classified, locked and heavily guarded in the security complex. Commander Korjata is still adjusting to his own body. The science vessels USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are still missing. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical, checking up on Nijil:: Ethan Neufeld: :::commercial sector::: Amanda Davis PhD: :::medical complex, filing a report on Nijil::: Chirakis: :::CnC::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::watering some new seedling in the botany lab:: Ethan Neufeld: :::still hanging out in limbo... begins climbing the stairs to the mezzanine::: Sierra Robinson: :: on duty in engineering:: Dacia Sandero: ::n sick bay:: Alexis McFarland: ::curled up in bed asleep:: Scott Coleridge: ::arrives on the CnC looking noticeably refreshed:: Tarisa: ::Walks into the lab, and over to Dran.:: New project? Tarisa: Miana> ::Sleeping soundly.:: Jylliene: :: in medical, waiting to see whether Nijil is near release:: Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> :::the one from the holo-cafe smiles and starts down the stairs::: mimipavilion: So Nijil how do you feel this morning? Ethan Neufeld: :::ignores the Bajoran::: Chirakis: ::Exits her office, tablet in hand:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Groggy... Everything is different. mimipavilion: The grogginess is understandable. What do you mean everything is different? Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> :::missteps, catching a high-heel just above the mid-stair landing, and falls directly into Ethan::: Annisha: :: Eating her cereal :: Sierra Robinson: :: glad to see normal indicators on the EPS grid monitor display :: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Good morning, Captain. Tae'Lynn Dran: Just a sample brought back from a survey. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Walking into the CnC :: Ethan Neufeld: :::grunts and grips the railing, lower back strained to counter the impact and her weight::: Chirakis: ::half looking up as she holds her tablet and pages through it::: Good morning Number One. Nijil tr'Korjata: I know I may have asked, but how much time has passed? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Feels his face :: Jylliene: ::staying back out of the way, but near-ish to Nijil:: Tarisa: Oh, I see. Is it doing well? Scott Coleridge: Any updates from medical about Nijil? I wanted to swing by but I didn't know if they were letting him see visitors. Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> :::clings tightly::: Oh! Thank the prophets you were here to stop my fall. Tae'Lynn Dran: We seem to have matched its natural habitat well. mimipavilion: three days you were in another time and place. but you've been back since yesterday. Nijil tr'Korjata: Jylliene have the baby yet? mimipavilion: No she hasn't. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, three days? Chirakis: ::nod:: I believe the best thing to do is to ask Dr Pavilion. Ethan Neufeld: :::patiently waits for her to get off, keeping his hands to himself::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: tries to sit himself up :: mimipavilion: ::helps sit up:: Take it easy Nijil. You've been through a lot. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Notices he sees differently, or like he used to before the switch :: Chirakis: ::Scott:: Commander... ::hands him her tablet:: give this person limited access to CnC. Tae'Lynn Dran: So as long as it doesn't turn into a flesh eating monster we should get some nice gourd like fruit. Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> :::sniffs, leans back, and grins at him::: Oh, it’s you... the lieutenant from the holo-cafe. How providential: I must be favored. Chirakis: Limited, meaning he must be escorted. Jylliene: ::listening in:: Scott Coleridge: ::takes the tablet:: I'll make the arrangements. Chirakis: Fletcher> ::taking the place of Jylliene::: Nijil tr'Korjata: O loo mafai lava ona ou tautala Yith. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: starts to laugh :: mimipavilion: ::looks at Nijil:: Say what? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: shakes his head :: I can speak Yith. I was hoping I would remember. Ethan Neufeld: :::sighs and untangles her hand from the nape of his neck, then nudges her back out of his space::: Ok, time to move on. Nijil tr'Korjata: Jy must be wondering how I am. Is she near? mimipavilion: ::concerned:: Ok then. Jylliene: ::chuckles from the corner:: mimipavilion: ::looks over to Jylliene: and smiles:: Sierra Robinson: :: taps panels, gliding her hand across the LCARS display :: Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> Oof, that’s not very polite. I only desire to shower you with gratitude for saving my life. :::snaps a holo-scan — one of many that she’s already collected::: Jylliene: Right here. Nijil tr'Korjata: We worked on fixing the generator for months, but we had to take time off. She taught me some things. Chirakis: :::Scott::: I will be on the commerce deck. You have the com. Tarisa: Make sure you warn us if it begins to grow fangs. ::Smirks.:: Ethan Neufeld: :::frowns, reaching for the holo-camera::: Scott Coleridge: Aye, sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil looked over to Jy and started to tear up :: Tae'Lynn Dran: I will. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Scanning the sector :: Tae'Lynn Dran: Do we have any other projects on the horizon? Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> :::pulls back and wags a finger::: Ah-ah! :::lowers voice::: Should I regale you with the tale of the last blue-eyed boy who tried to take my camera? mimipavilion: ::wonders if the micro wormhole had some type of time difference:: Jylliene: So it was longer for you than for us? Chirakis: ::enters the command lift::: Commerce deck. Ethan Neufeld: :::follows her nod toward a security officer nearby::: Jylliene: ::takes his hand:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Ie. I was gone 507 days. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: takes her hand :: Ethan Neufeld: The Bajoran> :::whispers a bit too closely::: You should ask poor Aldruth Vrin who they’ll believe if I scream for help. :::laughs to herself as she prances down the stairs::: Nijil tr'Korjata: It was taking a long time to get the materials. Chirakis: Fletcher> Pouring over everything that's been left behind since the commander is with her bond mate::: Ethan Neufeld: :::watches her narrowly until she disappears::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I think I have a new degree in temporal mechanics. Nijil tr'Korjata: I taught her how to play an instrument. Nijil tr'Korjata: Only three days? Jylliene: ::grins:: Ethan Neufeld: :::looks up Aldruth Vrin on his PADD and frowns at the headline “Convicted of Assault…” ::: mimipavilion: ::goes and grabs an empty PADD and returns to Nijil:: Nijil, I would like you write down everything you know or remember about the species you were with. Nijil tr'Korjata: My hair is short. Jylliene: Yes, much less time here. Sierra Robinson: :: makes a few notes for further study :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I can do that. I was writing it down as I was there. Ethan Neufeld: Farragut’s Daughter> :::stops suddenly with children in tow::: You. Chirakis: ::exits the lift on the mezzanine and looks over the railing::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I visited their capital. Scott Coleridge: ::moves to his station:: Computer, bring up the station access control profile for Lieutenant Ethan Neufeld. Nijil tr'Korjata: I gave them... well... Ethan Neufeld: ::recognizes her from the few times the admiral invited the teams to her house::: mimipavilion: Good. Here's another empty PADD if you need it. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: takes the padd :: Jylliene: Hopefully we can have some family time first? ::to Mimi:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Starts to quickly sketch out a figure on the pads :: Ethan Neufeld: Farragut’s Daughter> :::keeping her voice low, hissing::: How is it that you’re here? Free! A traitor. You should be in my mother’s cell. My mother was a hero! What she did, she did for the Federation. She invested in your career...in you! And you betrayed her. You betrayed Starfleet! Alexis McFarland: ::sprawls out on her bed:: Chirakis: ::leaning against the banister, she spots Ethan and the admiral's daughter::: Ethan Neufeld: Farragut’s Daughter> :::still hissing lowly::: And now my children are afraid. Every day since the trial started, we’ve been bullied. Received death threats. And it’s only gotten worse since :::can’t say it::: We’ve had to leave our home, change our name... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: very fast :: This is unexpected, but this is Muuhi. :: A tall figure appears sketched out on the padd. mimipavilion: ::nods to Jylliene:: I don't see why Annisha can't visit for a bit. If you feel like she is able to. In the meantime I'll be in my office. mimipavilion: ::looks at the PADD:: Interesting. Scott Coleridge: ::amends Ethan's ACL to include escort-level permissions to the CnC, copies security on the change so they're aware of the need to provide an escort, sends a form message to Ethan's inbox so he's aware of the access change:: Jylliene: How long do you think it'll be before release? Ethan Neufeld: Farragut’s Daughter> You’ve ruined our lives. And for what?? :::ire rising, harshening her voice::: Why don’t you say anything? Why won't’ you admit what you did, you...black-hearted... :::raises hand::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: shows the PADD to Jylliene :: There she is. Chirakis: :::slow, even steps down the stairs and she alerts security, watch only::: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Whoops. :::slips in, taking her slap more of her forearm than her hand across the face and then belatedly...::: Ow. Scott Coleridge: ::can't help but notice that large swathes of Neufeld's service record are classified above his authorization level, which is unusual to say the least:: Scott Coleridge: Chirakis certainly keeps interesting company. Ethan Neufeld: Farragut's Daughter> :::shocked::: Who...?! Nijil tr'Korjata: How could I have... wait, I bet she did something to me in my sleep. Nijil tr'Korjata: I should try to walk around. mimipavilion: I'd like to keep him here for at least a day or two. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::rubbing face ruefully::: You know, I can’t help feeling like we missed an important step somewhere in this relationship. But I’m willing to play. mimipavilion: Nijil you are to stay here in medical. Jylliene: Oh. Then I might as well get back up to the CnC. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh... mimipavilion: You can walk around here. Chirakis: :::moves through the morning crowd toward the admiral's daughter::: Scott Coleridge: ::also notices that all his paperwork has miraculously disappeared while he was gone:: Wow. Nijil tr'Korjata: Someone mentioned I have a new engineer? She met me but I did not meet her. Jylliene: I'll tell Annisha she can come visit. Sierra Robinson: :: ponders the schematic displayed in front of her :: Ethan Neufeld: Farragut’s Daughter> You'll get yours... :::apoplectic ushers her children off toward the docks, fearing too much attention::: mimipavilion: I'll see into having her stop by for a brief visit. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders if he violated some Starfleet rule with his travel to the Yith time frame :: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> And now you’re just going to walk away like nothing happened. :::cheekily, hands cupped to his face::: But I don’t even know your name, how will I ever find you? Jylliene: ::squeezes Nijil's hand, then leaves:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks forlorn :: mimipavilion: Nijil what did you say this species was called. Jylliene: +Annisha+ Annisha, awake yet? Nijil tr'Korjata: Yith. Jylliene: ::making her way toward the CnC:: Annisha: +Jy+ I'm eatin my breakfast. mimipavilion: Yith ok then. Do you mind if I take the picture for reference? Chirakis: ::casual walk toward Ethan::: Jylliene: +Annisha+ Doctor Pavilion said that you can visit your father briefly, when you're ready. Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure. I can draw more. I guess I'm a sketch artist now. Ethan Neufeld: :::headshakes at Gage's sense of humor::: Chirakis: :::noting that the daughter of Farragut fits the profile of the family:: Annisha: :: flips the cereal bowl, now mostly empty, to the floor :: +Jy+ If it means I can be late to school, sure thing.... :: goes out the door :: Jylliene: ::arrives at CnC:: Chirakis: Fletcher> :::hard at work::: mimipavilion: If you want you can. Just don't leave medical if you get up and walk around ok. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Can you believe that? Just hauled off and slapped me... Think she’ll be open to a second date? Jylliene: +Annisha+ I think you could for this. Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor, can au stand by my bed for a moment, I want to try something. Sierra Robinson: :: glides her hand across the LCARS screen, zooming in one of Aegis’s primary cores :: Annisha: :: Already in the lift :: the medical place mimipavilion: ::puts the PADD down and nods:: Ok Chirakis: :::approaches Ethan:: Good morning, Lieutenant. ::noting Gage::: Chirakis: :::Ethan:: I trust you rested well.l Jylliene: ::approaches Ops, to Fletcher:: Good morning. The doctor's holding on to Nijil for now, so... I suppose I might as well be here. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Starts to sketch again, this time the doctor. Within a few moments her distinct portrait appeared on the PADD, sketched in the same manner as the first :: Ethan Neufeld: :::laconic::: Hmm. Morning, sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: smiles :: There au are. Guess it's not just memories. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::seeing Ethan turn inward::: Well, I slept well if it matters. Annisha: :: walks into medical :: Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: How's Nijil? mimipavilion: ::a little surprised:: Well then. Annisha: :: looks around the beds, first checking in the room she swore had his name above the door :: Annisha: Father! :: starts to run towards him LL Nijil tr'Korjata: :: waves as she approaches :: Jylliene: Awake and fine for now, though he's being kept in medical for another day or so. Chirakis: Morning, Lieutenant. ::slight grin::: ::turns to Gage, extending her hand::: I am Captain Chirakis. And you are? mimipavilion: ::a bit deaf from Annisha's yell/scream:: Sierra Robinson: :: increases further magnification on the the segment of the power core that regulates the distribution to the grid itself :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::jumps and bolts from her office::: Jylliene: ::quieter:: Giving the doctor all he can remember about the race Alexis McFarland: ::Sleeps:: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::shakes her hand::: Trouble. With a T. mimipavilion: Morning to you too Annisha. Annisha: :: Finally at his bed :: There au are. :: She held his hand, but only for a moment before her excitement got the best of her :: Sierra Robinson: Neat. :: smiles :: Chirakis: ::slight chuckle::: I see. And that is your name, I presume. Nijil tr'Korjata: I am sorry if I was not myself over the past few days. Chirakis: In any event, welcome to Aegis. I don't believe I have seen you here before. Annisha: Oh I know. Prani told me. Nijil tr'Korjata: She what? When did au know? Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: Good. I hope his ordeal wasn't too bad. I'll look in on him later. mimipavilion: Good question. Amanda Davis PhD: :::approaching Mimi, she sighs::: Thank goodness. I thought something dire was happening. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Well, not the one I was born with, I don't think. Sometimes they call me Gage Silver. Usually when I owe money. :::grins::: Oh, yeah, first time. It's... really big. :::gestures widely::: mimipavilion: ::hears Amanda:: Someone was a little excited. Chirakis: Yes. Yes, it is. Annisha: Well, I knew something was up when au braided my hair... but she was really nervous. She's like au, an engineer, not a spy. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> And you're the big kahuna of this 'shroom? Chirakis: If you wish, we can arrange a tour. Chirakis: Big kahuna, as in the commanding officer? Sierra Robinson: :: jots a few notes for future study :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Why did au not tell anyone? Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Uh, yeah, big boss. Annisha: Oh I liked her and au would have too. mimipavilion: ::listens to Annisha:: Annisha: She did not want me to tell anyone and I said I could keep a secret. Nijil tr'Korjata: Uh huh. Chirakis: Interesting. ::congenial smile:: I never considered myself "the boss". Chirakis: ::looks to Ethan::: Anything I can help you with, Lieutenant? Annisha: :: points a finger :: I showed her my Yith instrument and my collection of the transmissions. She found some of her favorite music. Ethan Neufeld: :::just observing, headshakes::: No, sir. mimipavilion: ::eyerolls:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Au will be happy to know she taught me how to braid. Annisha: Really? That's great, if not a bit odd. Chirakis: :::nods:: Very well. Carry on and enjoy your day, Lieutenant. ::nods::: Mr. Silver. Nijil tr'Korjata: I was there a long time and missed your mother and au every day. Ethan Neufeld: Yes, sir. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Ma'am. :::claps hands together::: So, uh, how much does this tour cost? Annisha: Oh, au were a girl then? Nijil tr'Korjata: Ie, a bit like the species here, but different. Chirakis: The tour? Nothing. The station belongs to the Joint Allied Powers. Nijil tr'Korjata: They walk on their toes, like a cat. Annisha: Like Miana! Sierra Robinson: :: returns her console to normal magnification , and resumes her over watch of the station’s power grid:: Nijil tr'Korjata: A bit ie. They are taller, more flexible. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::waves::: Of course, sure. I knew that. Nijil tr'Korjata: I think I'm just not flexible. Nijil tr'Korjata: I told her friend Muuhi all about au and your mother. Chirakis: Would you like a tour? Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Uh. :::glances at Ethan::: Raincheck? Annisha: She cooked too, really well. That should have been giveaway to anyone that had dinner at our place. Chirakis: Of course. Annisha: She told me about someone new at your work... Robie... Sears? Something. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ensign Robinson I was told. I've not met her. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::salutes with two fingers::: Thank you, ma'am. Amanda Davis PhD: :::standing by, having moved into psychology mode, listening to Nijil::: mimipavilion: Annisha I believe you should head to school now. Annisha: Au look sad father. Are au going to be okay? Chirakis: Most welcome. :::slight bow/nod::: If you will excuse me. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ie. The doctor, on their side, told me recovery would take a bit of time. Sierra Robinson: :: could use some coffee :: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Sure, sure... :::nods, murmuring as he watches her walk away::: Go and do big boss things... Scott Coleridge: ((I keep having to refresh, sorry if I've missed anyone talking to me)) Nijil tr'Korjata: She said to take advantage of the situation as best I could, even if it meant not being able to return. Here associate...friend Prani would do no io in our time any harm. Nijil tr'Korjata: ((Scott, we have been waiting for you to blow out the candles for 50 minutes...)) Chirakis: :::moves on, notifying under cover security to keep an eye on Farragut's daughter::: Ethan Neufeld: ((It set off the fire suppression system.)) Nijil tr'Korjata: And for a while I was not sure I could return. Ethan Neufeld: :::sighs as though a weight has disappeared::: Nijil tr'Korjata: We taught each other skills and exchanged information, both if I could return, and if I could not. Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> :::hushed::: What the :::curses::: was that? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil teared up again :: Chirakis: :::then continues wandering, stopping to talk occasionally, crouching to talk to the children::: Annisha: :: she gripped her father's hand :: Father... Scott Coleridge: ::making a list of some things he must attend to:: Ethan Neufeld: :::evades the question::: When did you get in? Nijil tr'Korjata: I saw ch'Rihan through their astronomical instruments, in the distant past even from that perspective, but it was... emotional to see it alive. Sierra Robinson: :: taps standard diagnostic program Garnoopy one into the console and executes it ..wondering who named this program in the station diagnostic tool box :: Ethan Neufeld: Gage Silver> Dunno. :::scratches head::: Maybe 30 minutes ago. mimipavilion: You saw ch'Rihan. Nijil tr'Korjata: I thought I missed your sibling's birth too. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: nods :: Ie, was it was even before my people ventured there. Nijil tr'Korjata: They have a large multi-telescope array. I did not travel there. mimipavilion: ::jots down the note beneath the picture:: Could you tell how far away it was from the planet you were on. mimipavilion: ::jots that down too:: Sierra Robinson: :: the grid remains green as the diagnostic is completed:: Nijil tr'Korjata: 2390.5 light years Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: TBS will be the next day at 10:00 am. Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander? Scott Coleridge: No Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none.... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  5. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |29 May 2020 11 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.162 TBS is the next day. The time is 0700 hours (7:00 am) Aegis Local. Personnel on Aegis are relaxing, especially those who were involved with the micro-wormhole. Its manufacture by engineering and science, assisted by the Yith, is classified. Anything related to it is locked and heavily guarded in the security complex. After walking on his toes, speaking an ancient alien language, and dealing with a completely different species such as the Yith, Commander Korjata is still adjusting to his own body. The science vessels USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are still missing.
  6. The Pain of Life O, that this too too solid flesh would melt Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Hamlet Act 1, Scene 2 The lieutenant’s glare spoke of anger, though he struggled to hold it back. His cynical, pessimistic, and weary expression said I don’t want to be here, but she knew that. She pressed through his candor to gauge his limits, to see how far he would go beyond addressing her as Chirakis rather than Captain. He grappled to hide his emotions, but it wasn’t working. At least not yet. Lieutenant Neufeld, exemplary Starfleet officer, team leader, and 15 year veteran of innumerable covert and clandestine operations, had been tossed aside, as though one would toss rotting gagh into a fermenting garbage bin instead of a recycler. She had worked beside him several times, especially during the V’Mal attack with the Stone of Gol. And now, after being a Tier I Starfleet operative, he was close to psychological collapse. Well into nightfall, Chirakis Kirel, SI-5 operative well versed in Special Operations, sat in her office paging through information regarding Admiral Vera Farragut. Her unit had come so close to destruction that the Alien Alliance could have used them for fodder or handed them over to Ragor Tal. Instead, Admiral Farragut had been court martialed. Had she been put into the hands of Kirel, Admiral Farragut would have vanished. Mysteriously. Without a trace. Third watch had begun. As usual, Kirel left her office door open. Yeoman Drexler entered soundlessly, set a tray on the captain’s coffee table and asked if she needed anything else. “Thank you, Yeoman. That will be all,” Kirel replied with a forced congenial nod, then continued to page through the information. According to the records, Starfleet Command disbanded Lieutenant Neufeld’s team because Farragut had weaved her web so expertly that whatever she did was beyond remission. Though Neufeld was not to blame, as the team leader he bore the brunt of the situation and was now paying the price. That Kirel’s ire approached the boiling point was an understatement. Lighting in the office dimmed abruptly, the office door closed and locked, and silence prevailed. Forcing a deep breath to contain her emotions, Kirel swiveled her chair to face the main screen as the image of Admiral Solokov, Commanding Officer of Rendezvous October, appeared. The captain stood respectfully in greeting, then leaned against her desk, arms crossed. “Good evening, Kirel,” the admiral sighed, running his hands through thin, graying hair before clasping them to lean forward on his desk, half asleep and half awake. “If it is evening. I’ve lost track of time, unfortunately, but such is the situation these days.” His eyes narrowed now noticing Kirel’s clenched jaw. “From your expression, I would say that what we need to discuss is important.” “The Farragut Affair, Admiral.” she replied flatly. "Hmm…" Another sigh and he leaned back. “She’s been in the foreground lately, but not exactly the foreground anyone would want.” A glass of water appeared on his desk. He nodded off stage and downed the glass before setting it aside. “Admiral Farragut has apparently dug such a deep hole for herself and her constituents that they will never again see the light of day. But what does that have to do with Aegis?” “Lieutenant Ethan Neufeld.” Solokov frowned, his lips pursed somewhat thoughtfully as he stroked the stubble on his chin. “One of their best operatives, if not the best. I take it that he is aboard Aegis with his team, which is a bonus for us.” “Unfortunately no, Admiral. He is here. On Aegis. Alone. His team has been disbanded, possibly scattered throughout the system.” Solokov was now wide awake. “Disbanded?” he whispered intensely, his eyelids narrowing as his face flushed to the point that Kirel reflexively leaned back. “How... in Thor’s Gates... did that happen?” “In short,” Kirel continued, struggling to maintain her demeanor, “Admiral Farragut created so much damage that Starfleet Command could not disentangle the spider’s web." "The black widow," he scoffed into a snort worthy of a targ. "She's been called that behind her back for many, many years, Kirel, and now the truth has come out." A few moments of deep thought as he drummed his fingers on the desk still did not cover his anger. "What do you want from me, Kirel? October?" “That… would not be wise, Admiral,” Kirel offered as she rounded her desk to settle in, contemplating the outcome of going too far too fast. “At least not yet. He is definitely capable, but it will take time for him to overcome what he has experienced. Eventually, if we can locate his team and they are willing, October is a possibility, but not until they are ready.” “Then what exactly can we help you with, Kirel?” At that point, Captain Raza, commanding officer of SI-6, appeared onscreen. “Find his team if possible Admiral. Assure their safety. Nothing beyond that.”
  7. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 5/22/20 = /\ = = /\ = 10 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.162 = /\ = TBS is 1 day. The time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Personnel involved in the Nijil/Prani transmission are relaxing. Commanders Kital and Korjata are in medical with Dr Pavilion. Station maintenance continues. Wormhole equipment is *top secret compartmentalized*, guarded in Security. Everyone is relaxing unless paperwork is involved. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Down in sickbay, Nijil was resting from his restoration. He began to stir in his bed :: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::medical complex with Mimi::: Alexis McFarland: ::With Annisha and Miana:: mimipavilion: ::in medical, going to check on Nijil:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Trying to get to yesterday's paper work today :: Chirakis: ::Chez Antonio with Lt Neufeld::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Still a little tense since the blackout.:: Tarisa: ::In her office, looking at results.:: Ethan Neufeld: :: Chez Antonio...sitting across from the Captain :: Annisha: :: Looks at Miana :: What's got your hair on end? mimipavilion: ::enters the room where Nijil is staying in:: Tarisa: Miana> That was scary Scott Coleridge: ::having finally taken some time off, Scott has opted to relax in a spa of all places:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Frowns:: Alexis McFarland: ::pets Miana:: Aww, but we haven't had any problems since then Chirakis: :::the server comes with the menu and whatever drink was ordered, then leaves while we study the menu::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil begins to wake up and mutters :: O fea o oÊ»u i ai? Sierra Robinson: :: Enjoying a Beer at Antonio's :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::blink::: Annisha: Probably something father did, but they won't tell me anything. Tarisa: Miana> ::Tries to relax.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi? :: he mutters :: mimipavilion: ::turns to Amanda and shrugs:: Alexis McFarland: Of course they won't. We're always the last to know. mimipavilion: ::checks Nijil's vitals:: Scott Coleridge: ::reclining in an AG field with a face mask and some relaxing Bolian music:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods, frowning.:: Ethan Neufeld: :: makes a decision and sips water, waiting :: Sierra Robinson: :: looks at a holo image of her younger sister, Myra in her cadet uniform and smiles :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil slowly opened his eyes. The room was a blur, but it looked wrong, or the view was too narrow. Perhaps he was suffering from a bout of tunnel vision :: Chirakis: :::does the same:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks over several padds regarding the power 'issues' from yesterday :: Amanda Davis PhD: I do believe that he learned another language, Doctor. Chirakis: ::the server enters:: Your choice, Lieutenant? mimipavilion: Agreed Amanda. ::steps in Nijil's view:: How are you feeling, Commander? Sierra Robinson: A waiter...a menu please..thank you. :: sits at the small bar at Antonio's ...for the few that want to ..sit at a bar. :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Command..er? O fea o oÊ u i ai? Aegis? Ethan Neufeld: :: orders something small and lighter, having had lunch around 11 :: Amanda Davis PhD: I think we need a translation. mimipavilion: ::concerned:: Nijil do you know who I am? Chirakis: ::nods to the server::: My usual. Dacia Sandero: ::observes Nijil:: mimipavilion: ::nods and activates the translator on the panel above Nijil's bed:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Fomai... :: he moves his hand from under the blanket and waves it, wanting something from the doctor :: P A D D.... ? Chirakis: ::when the server leaves::: Relax, Lieutenant. ::casually:: Your tension is palpable. mimipavilion: ::hands him a nearby empty PADD:: This? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: nods :: Tarisa: Miana> Want to go to the commerce level and get food? Amanda Davis PhD: ::watching his vital signs, especially his brain::: mimipavilion: ::hands it to him:: Annisha: Sounds good. Alexis McFarland: Yes, where did you have in mind? Sierra Robinson: :: notes the Co and another officer nearby...and decides to just stay at the bar...introductions can be another day.. :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Shrugs:: Chirakis: ::sips her Romulan ale::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Starts tapping commands, albeit slowly :: Sierra Robinson: :: server arrives with Menu :: Thanks! Ethan Neufeld: :: makes a scoff-like laugh and leans back from the table to gaze at her curiously :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Ae a le now? Tarisa: Miana> We can decide when we get there. Chirakis: ::serious, but still fairly casual::: Lieutenant, do you know why you were sent here? Alexis McFarland: ::hugs Miana:: Ok, sounds good to me. Nijil tr'Korjata: There. Ugh. Can you understand me now? mimipavilion: Yes definitely. Dacia Sandero: Ah, that's better. Sierra Robinson: Waiter> Special is the Nuvian pasta with salad. Let me know when you are ready. Amanda Davis PhD: ::slight thankful sigh:: Chirakis: ::watching him for his answer::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm back.. I guess Prani was able to help on this end. How long have I been gone? Ethan Neufeld: ::inhales deeply, gaze narrowed:: Guessing you're about to tell me. Chirakis: ::Puts down her ale::: I would, but unfortunately I cannot. Annisha: :: Goes with the girls :: Sierra Robinson: :: nods and continues reading the latest communique from her sister :: mimipavilion: ::looks at the others then back at Nijil:: About 3 days Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Starts to sit up, but feels like his muscles aren't working right :: What? Three days? Tarisa: Miana> ::Arrives at Commerce with the others.:: Chirakis: However, what you believe and the reality of it is... complicated. But I suppose you suspected that. mimipavilion: Take it easy Nijil Tarisa: Miana> ::Sniffs.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He felt his chest :: Well... that's gone. Ethan Neufeld: ::chuckles a tad on the disillusioned side:: Hmm. Nijil tr'Korjata: They missed the mark. Alexis McFarland: ::walks around the commerce section:: Sierra Robinson: :: sips her beer...not bad actually, a microbrew? :: Nijil tr'Korjata: It was a lot longer for me... mimipavilion: So Prani told us. ::holding back her laughter:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You mean that I was a woman, back in the past? mimipavilion: Yes Chirakis: Apparently you were not wanted... for whatever reason. So... I asked for you, and it was granted. Though few know that, and it would be best to leave it that way. Tarisa: Miana> What about that place? :;Points at Antonio's:: I have never been there before. Nijil tr'Korjata: It was an unexpected experience. Annisha: Sounds fancy.. let's go Alexis McFarland: Looks fancy. mimipavilion: I'm sure it was. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Tarisa: Miana> It smells yummy. Amanda Davis PhD: ::listening and watching::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Sixteen months passed for us. Alexis McFarland: It does. I think Dacia said she likes going here. Chirakis: Does that disturb you? Nijil tr'Korjata: I thought I missed the birth of my child Annisha: Can we even sit at the tables? Scott Coleridge: ::slips out of the AG field:: Computer, pause playback. Switch to Andorian ritual chants, Mazho'tak region. Sunbringer ceremony. Dacia Sandero: No... Alexis McFarland: I hope so. mimipavilion: No not yet. Alexis McFarland: I also hope they serve kids. Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, that's something. Tarisa: Miana> ::Walks up to the door.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: starts to laugh :: Sierra Robinson: :: notes the latest headlines are on a display screen at the bar...something about a new resort opening up on Earth...:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh no, I'm short again Ethan Neufeld: ::a flash of incredulity and then a head shake:: No. Chirakis: :::relaxing, sipping her ale::: Ethan Neufeld: Surprises. mimipavilion: Nijil, I'm going to ask you questions in regards to what happened. Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure sure. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Flexes his hand in front of him :: Chirakis: :::waits until the waiter serves, then leaves::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Power this...power that :: mimipavilion: What do you remember after you ended up in Prani's body? Tarisa: Miana> ::Walks into Antonio's, looking around.:: Wow. Sierra Robinson: Waiter> Hello Ensign, ready to order? Alexis McFarland: Ooh, fancy. ::Looks around as they're ushered to a table:: Scott Coleridge: ::sips from some kind of tea that is supposed to be healthy for you:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Au mean did I remember everything from before I was transported through the wormhole? Sierra Robinson: Slice of the Hawaiian....side salad please.. Simple French. Thanks. Chirakis: :::slow nod, still sipping her ale:: I know your history, Lieutenant. mimipavilion: Yes. Nijil tr'Korjata: If so, I remember everything. It was like cold water flowing over me. Time stopped... then I woke up in a bed in a dimly lit room. Another Yith was there, Muuhi. She was the woman from my dreams by the way. Ethan Neufeld: Hmm. What are you up to, Chirakis? mimipavilion: ::nods:: Dacia Sandero: Ah, yes. Tarisa: Miana> ::Glancing at the menu.:: Chirakis: ::looks up, thinking, then puts her ale aside::: Chirakis: Explain what you are asking. I am unfamiliar with "what are you up to". Tarisa: Miana> What is Ale? It is under specialty drinks. Nijil tr'Korjata: I remember everything, but I gained a lot of memories while in Prani's body. She said it was a gift for all the trouble. :: excitedly :: There's more in my mind. Will just take time to unlock. Alexis McFarland: It makes you act all funny mimipavilion: ::nods:: Ethan Neufeld: ::wry smirk:: Why did you ask for me? Nijil tr'Korjata: I think Muuhi really liked Prani... they worked together for more than a decade.. Tarisa: Miana> ::Tilts her head slightly.:: Funny how? Annisha: :: Sitting :: mimipavilion: ok Alexis McFarland: You say and do things you normally wouldn't. But daddy let me smell a bottle of it, and I didn't like it. Nijil tr'Korjata: I liked her too.. I can see why now. She's a doctor as well. Chirakis: Ah... well, there are many who would like to see you hang - which is ridiculous. Then there are others who understand your abilities. You are a valuable operative, a leader among other things. Tarisa: Miana> ::Grimaces:: I will pass then. ::Keeps looking at the menu.:: Annisha: I sipped it once while on that planet.. something green... was not nice Sierra Robinson: :: sips beer and notes children on station...hmm nice to see...returns to her PADD she is reading :: Scott Coleridge: ::finishes tea and then gets ready for a massage:: Alexis McFarland: Hmm. Annisha: I was really thirsty... Alexis McFarland: I guess it's better than being thirsty. ::looks at the menu as well:: Oh, this looks nice ::pointing at the lasagne:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Chirakis: This station.... is in need of quality officers, especially those who have 15 years of impeccable service as an operative. Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi explained at length the process for her technology. Chirakis: Some said that putting you here was a waste. I know otherwise. mimipavilion: Really?! Nijil tr'Korjata: We knew you and Prani would try it from your end. We were trying to manufacture a broken part. Was just taking time. Tarisa: Miana> ::Eyes brighten.:: Ooo...grilled fish with pasta. Dacia Sandero: Ooh Chirakis: :::relaxes, nonchalant, as she eats::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I'll try to write a report on it when I feel better. Chirakis: But you have a choice. Chirakis: :::watching him carefully as she enjoys her dinner:: mimipavilion: That would be beneficial. What other things did you experience? Alexis McFarland: ::also orders a glass of cola:: Chirakis: ::holds up a hand to the server, and he turns away::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, I had to learn their language. I learned about the Yith culture. I had long hair... Ethan Neufeld: ::sits stonily quietly through the end of her remarks, food untouched:: Hmm. You're not remotely concerned about how this might end? Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets an Andorian Blueberry Fizz to drink.:: mimipavilion: Hmmm... Nijil tr'Korjata: She had to teach me somethings at a more basic level.. Sierra Robinson: Waiter> :: deliver's Sierra's meal :: Anything else? Chirakis: How this might end? No one knows how things might end. Sierra Robinson: Refill on the beer..thanks. Nijil tr'Korjata: I know a lot more about being female than I ever wanted to know. Dacia Sandero: ::smirks:: mimipavilion: ::smirks:: Chirakis: You don't have to make a decision now, Lieutenant. Consider it more of an offer. Nijil tr'Korjata: I visited their capital.. marvelous city.. tall spires... Chirakis: :::returns to her dinner::: Dacia Sandero: Oooh. Scott Coleridge: ::didn't realize the toll the past few weeks have taken on him:: I need to relax more. Nijil tr'Korjata: I had to fend off a few advances from males at the night club. Muuhi thought I needed to loosen up a bit. She was just getting me drunk. Dacia Sandero: Sounds familiar... Ethan Neufeld: ::sighs, nodding:: I'll think about it. Nijil tr'Korjata: I had to learn how to dress, bathe... au name it and I had to do it. Chirakis: ::nods::: Take as much time as you need. Sierra Robinson: Waiter> :: delivers beer and goes away :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I worked long nights diagnosing the problem mimipavilion: ::nods taking notes:: Annisha: Hmm.. au know combined we are old enough. Alexis McFarland: Another waiter> ::Delivers Alexis' lasagne and cola:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::watching Nijil's brain patterns, which are very interesting considering what his brain has experienced::: Nijil tr'Korjata: She taught me how to braid hair, said I'd need it for Annisha. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Yes, that's true Nijil tr'Korjata: I crafted a stringed instrument to pass the time, take my mind off the problems. Ethan Neufeld: ::sits quietly for a bit, beginning to weigh things out, and then begins eating:: Sierra Robinson: :: notes another blurb about A Ferengi Stock acquisition on the News :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets her food and begins eating.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I may have performed for Muuhi songs that won't be around for a millennia. Alexis McFarland: ::Starts eating as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I was hard not to stray... :: his demeanor turned sad :: mimipavilion: Was there anything else that may be beneficial to tell? Tarisa: Miana> ::Sips her fizz.:: Mmm Alexis McFarland: ::takes a sip of her cola with ice:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I hope Prani was able to discover what may happen to her people., Chirakis: ::relaxed for the first time in days, especially enjoying her dinner::: Annisha: :: drinks :: mimipavilion: That I could not tell you. Sierra Robinson: :: notes the nice Neon element spelling "Antonio's" Behind the bar :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Prani would not tell... au may not allow her to pass on that knowledge. Annisha: Whatever this is, this is good. Nijil tr'Korjata: Did Prani behave herself while here? Alexis McFarland: That's good. I don't know what that is either. Ethan Neufeld: ::sits back in a relaxed manner, finishing his water... but feels like a cat petted in the wrong direction:: Chirakis: :::receives a message, checks, then turns it off without responding::: Nijil tr'Korjata: She did not do anything to my body? mimipavilion: Meaning... I don't think she looked to see. I believed she did behave herself. Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi thought she would. It looks like our technologies were roughly compatible. Chirakis: ::continues to relax, enjoying her dinner, and being away from CnC::: Nijil tr'Korjata: They are nice people from what I saw. Would have made a welcome member of the Federation. Amanda Davis PhD: :::brain waves are settling down::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, now I know another language... that no one else speaks. Sierra Robinson: :: notes the taste of the beer...light...but flavorful..:: Waiter is this a micro brew? Reminds me of a one I had in San Francisco. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Well that's all I have for now. Why don't you rest some more. Dacia Sandero: ::glad Nijil seems to be doing well:: Ethan Neufeld: ::thinks, observes, thinks some more and then sighs:: It's been a while. Picked up an interesting package last time I was here. Everything still copacetic? Sierra Robinson: Bartender> We serve Starfleet obviously so, we did a little homework. That is all I can disclose. :: grins hand hands the check :: Chirakis: ::leans back, slight smile::: I am not Terran, Lieutenant. Explain "copacetic". Tarisa: Miana> ::Enjoying her meal.:: mimipavilion: ::leaves Nijil's room so he can rest:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah, I have a lot of memories to ponder.... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: lays back down :: Alexis McFarland: ::enjoying her meal as well, wiping her hands and mouth:: Ethan Neufeld: ::scoffs:: You know, it's not a disgrace to use a translator. Chirakis: ::nod:: I understand. I prefer to ask the question. Annisha: Glad my father makes a lot of credits...right? Right? Ethan Neufeld: Hmm. Copacetic: Uh, is everything "in good order." Alexis McFarland: Yep. Or in my case, my grandpa. mimipavilion: ::walks over to her office:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Chirakis: I see... as good as it can be. Chirakis: 10:58 PM Chirakis: (two minutes) Nijil tr'Korjata: :: As he lays down, he sings a song of the Yith, in their native tongue :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::intrigued::: Ethan Neufeld: ::nods:: What about you? "As good as it can be?" mimipavilion: ::starts writing her report about Nijil:: Chirakis: ::slight nod::: There is always something happening on this starbase. One never knows what might happen the next minute. So... things are well, as good as can be. Chirakis: (prepare to pause) Ethan Neufeld: ::looks thoroughly amused by that answer:: Alexis McFarland: Now, what about dessert? ::looks at the dessert menu:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done. I hope everyone doesn't overeat. Chirakis: Relaxation, though, is best. Chirakis: TBS will be until the next day at 0700. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, anything for the crew? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none.. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  8. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |22 May 2020 10 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.161 TBS is 1 day. The time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Personnel involved in the Nijil/Prani transmission are slowly settling down. Commander Kital is in the medical center with her bond mate, Commander Korjata. He will remain there until he receives release by Dr Pavilion. Station maintenance continues. Equipment that was used in construction of the micro-wormhole has been designated top secret compartmentalized. It has been secured and guarded in the security complex. Everyone else is relaxing unless paperwork is involved.
  9. No Worms in the Wormhole Chirakis Kirel, Captain, SI-5 The lights went out on the commerce deck, leaving everyone in the dark long enough for screams and a lot of grabbing hold of one another and hoping it’s the right person and not the neighbor’s husband. Or wife, but it’s usually pretty easy to tell which is which. Within seconds, emergency lighting flicked on, the screams and grabs settled down, and after a gasp with everyone looking up and around, a cacophony of questions in various languages—some not the best words to translate—echoed from the commerce deck into CnC. Pushing away from the CnC overlook, Captain Chirakis turned slowly towards the OPS console as she pinched the bridge of her nose and winced to quell a growing headache. “Lieutenant Hargraves, contact engineering and ask them if they were successful,” she ordered, her words close to a whisper. “And get security to the commerce deck to calm... those... people... down.” She heard his “yes ma’am” but nothing else as she slowly settled into the command chair. “They’re a little busy down there, ma’am,” Hargraves reported. “The transport was successful but the wormhole destabilized and overloaded the buffers. Main power is shut down to prevent a total system overload.” Something was missing. “And…?” “And… uh.…” Hargraves dug in to scan reports. “The medical complex is on emergency backup, and… emergency lighting is on throughout the station, but… you know… it’s not really good lighting, at least it’s not like we have here, or in the med complex, or in....” He skidded to a halt as the captain’s hand flew up. “Thank you, Lieutenant. Just keep me apprised,” she sighed as her eyes closed knowing that it would make it more difficult to stay awake. “And… unless it is an emergency, if anyone calls, I’m not available.” The last three days, or 72 hours, had been grueling to the point of exhaustion. Engineers and science personnel had worked through the nights while medical personnel stood ready for any situation, everyone hoping that as soon as the micro-wormhole engaged, thoughts would transfer from Prani to Nijil and vice versa. The stress of working and/or waiting had pressed their endurance beyond the limit. But now, with the aid of the micro-wormhole supplied by the Yith, Aegis’s duty was done. Except for the power outage, of course. Engineering minions could take care of that. As soon as possible, the captain released engineering and science from duty, ordering them to rest and recuperate. She would do the same, but only after the mechanism that created the micro-wormhole—at least what was left of it—would be locked and guarded in the security complex. If it fell into the hands of the Alien Alliance, not only Aegis, but the entirety of the Joint Allied Powers would be in jeopardy. Thankfully, the Yith technology was secure. After briefing the next watch, Kirel climbed to the station’s pinnacle where she could be alone, stare into space, and forget most of what could easily have happened.
  10. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 5/15/20 = /\ = = /\ = 9 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.160 = /\ = TBS is 1 day. The time is 1300 hours (1:00 pm) Aegis Local. Medical, Engineering, and Science are working on a stable micro-wormhole. If everything goes well, Nijil’s brain will contain his thoughts and Prani's brain will contain her thoughts. Starfleet Command has not reported on the lost ships. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Dacia Sandero: ::in medical:: Jylliene: ::CnC:: Sierra Robinson: :: in engineering at a duty station :: Chirakis: :::CnC, Tactical, covering for Cayne who is covering for Coleridge, who is making things happen for the wormhole::: Jylliene: ::more or less just keeping an eye on how all the systems seem to be meshing:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::medical complex, monitoring several things::: Chirakis: ::sweeping the area, full contact with USS Missouri::: Sierra Robinson: Excuse Me.. Chief Coleridge? Chirakis: ::giving a sigh, she steps back from the tactical console, without turning, she asks:: Commander Kital, Inform Commander Coleridge that we need a SITREP. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to the Chief Engineer...:: Jylliene: +Coleridge+Ops to Commander Coleridge. Dacia Sandero: ::monitors stuff as well:: Sierra Robinson: :: notes the page and pauses returning to her station :: Sierra Robinson: :: monitors the reactors...checking the field coil data again :: Scott Coleridge: +Jylliene+ Coleridge here. Amanda Davis PhD: ::needs tea.. a lot of tea, since the transfer is taking so long::: Jylliene: +Coleridge+Ops to Commander Coleridge. mimipavilion: ::does some remote testing of equipment from her office:: Scott Coleridge: +Jylliene+ Coleridge here. Sierra Robinson: :: taps panels :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::scones, tea, and a hot pad helps her hunt for Mimi::: Jylliene: +Coleridge+ The captain requests a SITREP, sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Reading data from the attempt :: Sierra Robinson: :: notes all cores are in the green as well as their coils :: mimipavilion: ::glad she's in her office with time to do the remote testing:: Scott Coleridge: +Jylliene+ Everything is a go on our end. Are medical and science ready? Amanda Davis PhD: ::peeks into Mimi's office::: Tea and scones, Mimi? Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Nijil/ Prani :: Anxious to get home? Jylliene: +Scott+ I'll be checking with them next, sir. Amanda Davis PhD: ::mimi:: And any word on progress regarding the wormhole? ::sets the scones on Mimi's desk::: mimipavilion: ::a bit startled by Amanda:: Oh... yes please. This remote testing of equipment, so I can monitor and stuff, can be a bit overwhelming. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks to Robinson :: This is a dangerous operation, so I am more concerned for Nijil. mimipavilion: For the wormhole, nothing yet. I'm sure Scott is making sure everything is up to spec Jylliene: +Scott+ Thank you, sir. Sierra Robinson: :: realizes that was a stupid question :: Ah I see..Uhm well...nontheless...a gal being in a guys body, I can only imagine. Amanda Davis PhD: Yes. Yes, they can be. Corpsmen are standing by in Neurosurgery in case they are needed. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Good Tarisa: Miana> ::With Alexis and Annisha.:: Jylliene: ::to Chirakis:: Affirmative from Commander Coleridge, ma'am Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Ensign, did you need something? Tarisa: ::Steps into Medical.:: Alexis McFarland: ::hanging out with Miana and Annisha:: Chirakis: ::nod:: Thank you, Commander. IKS Fek’lhr is standing by. Dacia Sandero: ::hears someone come in:: Hello. ::smiles:: Jylliene: Shall I check with the other departments? Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Hello. Sierra Robinson: :: notes the Chief :: Yes uhm question? I realize I am new here, so forgive me for asking this ...but our array of reactors..will the warp coils, be protected from the Verteron Pulses we are going to generate? Chirakis: ::nod:: Yes, Commander Kital. I want to be notified when they are ready. Nijil tr'Korjata: They should be heavily shielded. The pulses will converge away from the station. Tarisa: How are things on your end of the project? Jylliene: ::sends out requests to Tarisa and Mimi to ask for their status on the project:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::looks around:: Where is Dacia? Sierra Robinson: :: notes Nijil speak :: I just had that concern...that is all.. I will go back to my station. Dacia Sandero: I'm out here. ::to Amanda:: mimipavilion: ::get a message from Jylliene and replies "We're ready.":: Tarisa: ::Stops as she gets pinged.:: Hmm... :;Sends a reply, stating she is almost done running numbers, then they will be good.:: Dacia Sandero: ::turns to Tarisa:: Yeah, we're pretty much ready here. Amanda Davis PhD: :::leans forward to peek out of Mimi's office:: Oh.. Dacia. We have scones. Jylliene: ::to Chirakis:: Medical is a go. Science is nearly there. Dacia Sandero: Oh thank you :::takes some:: Scott Coleridge: ::Prani:: What's the first thing you're going to eat when you're back in your own body… and your own time? Chirakis: Excellent. Tarisa: ::Perks up.:: My niece will be jealous. Sierra Robinson: :: walks back to her duty station monitoring the power grid :: Ethan Neufeld: :: in/on a holodeck, reserved... climbing a simulated cliffside at Norfork Lake, Arkansas in mid-Summer :: Dacia Sandero: Yeah, mine too. She loves Amanda's scones. Amanda Davis PhD: OH... :::looks up:: They're ready. Excuse me. I'll be in neurosurgery. :::leaves to gear up:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Miana has bragged about the tea and scones she had while here. Though she never said where they came from. Chirakis: ::focused:: Commander Kital, you are relieved. I will take OPS. Go. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Alexis not so much, since I already know where they come from. ::giggle:: Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Chirakis: :::monitoring several areas of CnC at once, but she's done it before::: Jylliene: ::turns over the station and goes to the TL:: Tarisa: ::Gets pinged again.:: Oh good. Everything looks good. ::Relays completion to OPS.:: Alexis McFarland: ::eats a cookie:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Eat? I've not thought about it. Depends on how hungry my own body is I suppose. Jylliene: ::takes the TL to medical:: Scott Coleridge: Surely there must be some delicious food you miss from your milieu. Nijil tr'Korjata: We are a way off from getting back Commander. Chirakis: AUX OPS> :::sits, stopping all traffic in the area until further notice::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Also eats cookie.:: Mmm... Though not as good as the one we had when we were hurt. Jylliene: ::arrives in medical:: Sierra Robinson: :: notes everything is nominal :: mimipavilion: ::goes into main medical:: Tarisa: ::Turns, seeing Jylliene.:: Chirakis: AUX OPS> ::informs security::: Nijil tr'Korjata: There are more varieties here, but the Federation has encountered more species in their travels. Amanda Davis PhD: ::geared up and ready::: Alexis McFarland: Oh yeah, I remember those. I should ask Dacia if she can bring me some more. You can come over and we can have them. Jylliene: Ah. Is this where .. the procedure will be? Jylliene: ::to Tarisa: Tarisa: Miana> Yay! Dacia Sandero: ::smiles:: Hello. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: In the surgery ward. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Yes. Chirakis: +Aegis to Missouri+ Stop all traffic and stand by until further notice. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Mm. Jylliene: Should I suit up? Tarisa: Miana> I liked the blueberry ones. Ethan Neufeld: :: reaches the top edge about twelve meters up and jumps :: Scott Coleridge: ::Prani:: Have the Yith expanded across much of the galaxy in your time? Alexis McFarland: I hope there is some. Tarisa: ::Looks to Dacia and Mimi for that answer.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: No, only in our own sector. mimipavilion: ::to group:: we all should go suit up. Dacia Sandero: :::nods:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Very well. Jylliene: ::goes to do so:: mimipavilion: ::goes to suit up just off the neurosurgical room:: Tarisa: ::Suiting up, and is very fortunate the suit is loose enough for her tail to slip down a leg hole.:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::waiting for Prani to enter the medical complex::: Dacia Sandero: ::begins to suit up as well:: Scott Coleridge: ::Prani:: I think they'll want you in medical. ::points to the console:: I'll keep everything ship-shape here. Dacia Sandero: ::checks her equipment::: Jylliene: ::finishes scrubbing & suiting, finds an out-of-the-way corner of the room:: Tarisa: ::Joins Jylliene.:: mimipavilion: ::finishes suiting up and such and goes to neurosurgery:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::to the corpsman:: Prepare Commander Korjata when he enters. Amanda Davis PhD: :::intentionally not saying Prani::: Sierra Robinson: Good Luck Prani. :: smiles :: Dacia Sandero: ::joins the others:: Jylliene: ::practicing old meditation techniques she learned back when she was in preparation for joining:: Chirakis: :::Bravo watch assists in CnC:::: Tarisa: Miana> Annisha has been very quiet lately. ::Nibbles on her cookie.:: Scott Coleridge: ::standing by in engineering:: +Ops+ We're ready to generate the wormhole when everyone is in position. Alexis McFarland: Lot on her mind I guess. ::sits next to Miana, drinking her juice:: Chirakis: +ENG+ Understood. Standing by. Sierra Robinson: Ready to monitor power systems here sir. Scott Coleridge: ::nods at Sierra:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::gears up Nijil and has a corpsman come in to assist with gearing up Jylliene::: Jylliene: ((Already geared up and waiting unobtrusively in a corner)) Amanda Davis PhD: +Engineering+ Medical is ready. Scott Coleridge: PULL THE LEVER, SCOTT! Scott Coleridge: ::pulls the lever, cackling:: mimipavilion: (remind me to schedule Scott's next physical) Chirakis: (will do) Amanda Davis PhD: :::standing beside Nijil as the assistants attend to Jylliene::: Ethan Neufeld: :: varies between sprints and leisurely swimming after resurfacing :: Jylliene: ((Wrong lever, Scott!) Scott Coleridge: ((Why do we even have that lever??)) Scott Coleridge: ::watches as the wormhole generator spins up to capacity:: Sierra Robinson: :: awaits what comes :: Scott Coleridge: Five... Scott Coleridge: Four... Scott Coleridge: Three... Scott Coleridge: Two... Scott Coleridge: One... Scott Coleridge: +Medical+ Wormhole initiated and stable. Tarisa: It is beginning to form. ::Monitoring from her corner.:: Sierra Robinson: :: observes power production readouts :: Amanda Davis PhD: +Eng+ Sending Prani in that direction. mimipavilion: +Scott+Understood mimipavilion: ::monitoring the vitals of Nijil's body:: Chirakis: :::standing in CnC.....waiting.... waiting...::: Dacia Sandero: ::checks the devices' readings:: Dacia Sandero: Looking good. mimipavilion: Vitals are holding Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Power readout? Amanda Davis PhD: Brain activity is stable. Amanda Davis PhD: :::notes the look in Nijil's expression::: Sierra Robinson: All stable and in the green sir. Dacia Sandero: ::monitors Nijil/Priani telepathically as well:: Scott Coleridge: ::watches wormhole readouts:: I can't believe this is working. Ethan Neufeld: :: climbs back up the cliff to dry and gather his belongings :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::exceptionally curious that is seems so simple::: Sierra Robinson: :: observes the field coil indicators on the reactors :: mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: You able to sense Nijil at all? Jylliene: ::still meditative to keep calm while they all wait to see what happens:: Dacia Sandero: Not yet.... It's still early though. mimipavilion: Understood Amanda Davis PhD: :::looks up as Nijil's eyes blink and he looks around:::: Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Power readouts surge as something happens to Nijil's brainwaves. Amanda Davis PhD: :::checks the monitor::: Tarisa: I am detecting power fluxuations. Sierra Robinson: Commander, Reactor outputs increasing...all reactors. mimipavilion: ::keeping an eye on his vitals:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::his eyes look around, that is::: Sierra Robinson: It is not just a single reactor...ALL of them. Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Nijil's brain waves settle down... into familiar Romulan patterns. Amanda Davis PhD: Dr Pavilion, vital signs? Dacia Sandero: There, I think I sense him. mimipavilion: They're... normal for a romulan. Dacia Sandero: I hope Prani made it make back as well. mimipavilion: ::walks over Nijil:: Commander can you hear me? Scott Coleridge: ACTION> As the wormhole destabilizes, it overloads the buffers. Main power shuts down to prevent a total system overload. Tarisa: Losing wormhole stability Amanda Davis PhD: :::monitoring closely, then adjusting::: Sierra Robinson: :: observes the shutdown :: All reactors have SCRAMed....automatic safeties were engaged. Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to the main grid diagram :: The stations fusion reactors have kicked in sir... Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Sickbay is on emergency backup... the rest of the station plunges into darkness as emergency lighting switches on. Tarisa: And the anomaly is gone. Alexis McFarland: ::looks up at darkness:: What happened? Sierra Robinson: Emergency power is running sir. :: to Chief Coleridge :: Tarisa: Miana> Eep! ::Latches onto Alexis.:: Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: mimipavilion: ::Notes that emergency backup has kicked... thank goodness:: Alexis McFarland: ::holds Miana:: It's all right... Ethan Neufeld: :: stands in total darkness, dripping on the deck as the projectors shut down :: Sierra Robinson: Orders sir? Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Well, first priority is to restore main power. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh... yes. They did it. ::hovers over Nijil::: +Jylliene+ come in. Help us wake him up. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well.. I don't know about anyone else, but I'm exhausted. Chirakis: So.... TBS will be the next day - 24 hours. Chirakis: which means that engineering will be repairing what got messed up when the power went out... Chirakis: So.. comments for the crew, Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  11. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |15 May 2020 9 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.160 TBS is 1 day. The time is 1300 hours (1:00 pm) Aegis Local. Medical, Engineering, and Science are close to success regarding the micro-wormhole that will transfer Prani’s and Nijil’s thoughts into their own bodies. Since the micro-wormhole presses through both space and time, we are not sure what Prani will find on her side of the wormhole, nor will know what knowledge Nijil will bring back to Aegis. It’s complicated. Meanwhile, Captain Chirakis is monitoring information from Starfleet Command. The science vessels USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt have disappeared in a nebula. Starfleet Command has not heard from the scouting party.
  12. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 5/8/20 = /\ = = /\ = 8 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.159 = /\ = TBS is 1 minute. The time is 1200 hours (12:00 pm) Aegis Local. Medical, Engineering, and Science are working on a stable micro-wormhole that will allow a switch through space and time. If everything goes well, Nijil’s brain will contain his thoughts and Prani’s brain will contain her thoughts. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Sierra Robinson: :: sees the Commander flip " The Switch " :: Jylliene: ::CnC:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Dacia Sandero: :::in the Sickbay:: Jylliene: ::monitoring power:: Dacia Sandero: ::checks Prani's biosigns:: Chirakis: :::CnC, having heard something strange::: Amanda Davis PhD: ::checking Intensive care, just in case::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Down in engineering :: Dacia Sandero: ::checking with her miiind:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Considering all the ways this could go horribly horribly wrong:: Sierra Robinson: :: wondering what will happen :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Throws hands up :: This will do nothing. :: sighs :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::then she moves into neurosurgery to confer with her attendants:: Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Nijil but does not say anything :: Dacia Sandero: ::readies other things:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sitting at a console in main engineering, watching the results. She wondered the accuracy of their calculations :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: mutters :: Vertirons... Chirakis: :::Jyl:: Commander Kital, see if you can find what caused the crashing sound. I believe it came from engineering. ::as she monitors tactical, since her first is busy cutting things up::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Using his outside office tactical stations, wanted to see what was going on in the CnC and being in the office was not cutting it :: Jylliene: Yes ma'am. +Engineering+ Ops to Engineering. Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Commander Coleridge :: Scott Coleridge: ::monitors the power spikes and other output:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::: exits the surgical complex and hunts for Mimi::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::gathers the latest simulation data and steps out of the lab:: mimipavilion: ::in her office until she's needed:: Dacia Sandero: ::hunts for another cup of tea::: Jylliene: +Engineering+ Ops to Engineering. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Ops+ Engineering here Commander. Scott Coleridge: Well, that was a lot of data. Amanda Davis PhD: :::spots Mimi in her office and knocks::: Jylliene: +Eng+ Everything intact down there? We heard a crashing sound. Scott Coleridge: It's going to take a while to wade through the particulars. mimipavilion: Come in. Nijil tr'Korjata: It's going to be multi-spectral over four dimensions, and likely a lot more since I don't believe the Federation has much experience in creating a stable artificial wormhole. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters engineering:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Ops+ I think the Commander here made some kind of tactile interface to the generator. Scott Coleridge: We have about zero experience. Jylliene: ::pondering:: Jylliene: +Eng+ ...I see. Everything is intact? Nijil tr'Korjata: It took me ten years to build the generator. Chirakis: ::receiving information from RSE Praetor, that is in low orbit:: Scott Coleridge: +Ops+ Coleridge here. The first test was a success, in the sense that it produced a lot of data. I don't know yet whether we have the kind of stability profile we need. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Ops+ Integrity is holding. mimipavilion: ::looks up to see Amanda at the door:: Come in Amanda. Jylliene: I guess that means nothing actually crashed down there? Jylliene: ::glances at Chirakis:: Scott Coleridge: +Ops+ The generator functions as intended. The micro-wormhole stayed open for the programmed duration. But there is a possibility the internal structure of the wormhole is malformed, which would result in the loss of anything we try to transmit through it. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Ops+ I would wager a resonance was created at the point the generator released the most energetic particles. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::logs into a console and uploads the simulation data while also downloading the new results:: Chirakis: :::turns, nods to Jyl, listening::: Sierra Robinson: :: notes Tae'Lynn Dran's arrival ..another person she will have to introduce herself to when she gets a chance :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::Enters::: This waiting is the worst part. Jylliene: +Nijil/Prani, Coleridge+ I see. Keep us updated on the status. Nijil tr'Korjata: First step is to create a wormhole without much concern for spacial dimensions let alone time. mimipavilion: I know. Just glad to be using this time to catch up on the paperwork piling up on my desk. Nijil tr'Korjata: I mean, what are the chances we create one with an opening near a pulsar or blackhole? Jylliene: ::glances to Chirakis:: So it seems some sort of resonance with the test is what the crash was. No reported damage. Sierra Robinson: :: gets a status report and proceeds to download to a PADD :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks up from his work :: Jylliene: ::not seeing damage reports coming in or anything:: Scott Coleridge: Wait, that's it. Chirakis: ::long sigh::: If we endure this, we can endure anything. Nijil tr'Korjata: The generator in my end is a bit bigger than this station. A small rogue moon helps. Scott Coleridge: I totally forgot about that. ::tapping on the console:: The Federation *does* have experience with micro-wormholes. We once lost a starship in the Delta Quadrant and we used a pulsar to jumpstart a micro-wormhole communication system. Nijil tr'Korjata: Itinerant pulse. I read about it. Amanda Davis PhD: Yes. Paperwork. Unfortunately, mine was done. May I help you with yours? Just sitting and waiting is driving me crazy. Amanda Davis PhD: ...and that's a strange thing for a doctor to say. mimipavilion: Sure. Amanda Davis PhD: ::sits:: Thank you. Sierra Robinson: Sounds like the old MIDAS array. Nijil tr'Korjata: Project Pathfinder if I read correctly.. and I read your text rather slowly Chirakis: ::contacts USS Missouri for a SITREP::: Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Commander Coleridge with a PADD :: Power Grid Integrity data during the experiment sir. :: hands the Commander the PADD for inspection :: Scott Coleridge: ::takes the PADD:: Thank you, Ensign. Sierra Robinson: :: nods and returns to her Power Grid Monitoring Station :: Scott Coleridge: ::Prani:: Since our generator isn't as powerful as the one on our end, instead of trying to supply a constant matrix, we could use itinerant pulses of verterons to re-stabilize it. Scott Coleridge: Easier on our generator, but sufficient to keep the wormhole open long enough to effect the transfer. Nijil tr'Korjata: Commander? Scott Coleridge: Yes? Nijil tr'Korjata: You don't have the technology to affect the transfer of our minds, so what was the plan? If the ends of the wormhole were close enough I could be beamed to them. Nijil tr'Korjata: I could repair our systems in the past and reconnect on this end. Scott Coleridge: I thought science and medical were working on that part. I was just building wormholes. Nijil tr'Korjata: I have not observed their work on the transfer. Amanda Davis PhD: ::flipping through Mimi's PADD work::: Scott Coleridge: I thought we were going to create a wormhole and then your people would do... their thing. Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, if the timing is not right we miss the window Nijil tr'Korjata: We'd have to let them know when our next attempt was, then do it then. Nijil tr'Korjata: Or they could do the same, let us know when they are ready. Chirakis: :::USS Anjui is standing by::: Scott Coleridge: But if we manage to make a wormhole to the appropriate time, then they will know we're making an attempt. Scott Coleridge: ::scratches his head:: I'm confused again. Time travel is the worst. Scott Coleridge: Please don't tell me I brushed up on quaternions for no reason. Nijil tr'Korjata: Right. Muuhi should be listening for attempts, as well as Nijil... once he is over the shock of being...me Sierra Robinson: ::: monitors the EPS grid for any ...post stress issues :: Nijil tr'Korjata: This is a literal 'timing is everything' Scott Coleridge: ::management really does a number on your practical skills, it turns out:: Chirakis: :::steps toward Jyl::: (w)Commander, when it is time for the change, leave. I will replace you at OPS if need be. Tae'Lynn Dran: Commander, the temporal variable being misaligned could in one simulation result in multiple transferals over several quantum barriers. I think the Captain might be miffed if you imprint multiple Nijil's over the entire crew. Jylliene: ::nods to Chirakis:: Thank you, ma'am. Jylliene: ::sends a message to medical to ask them to inform her when they're ready to make the attempt so that she can be there.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: When will the next generation be attempted? Nijil tr'Korjata: Ours was on a ten hour cycle Dacia Sandero: :::gets the message::: I'm ready here, at least on my end. mimipavilion: ::gets a message notification from Jylliene and replies back that we're ready:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::looks up::: We're ready. Scott Coleridge: ::Dran:: That's true. Scott Coleridge: ::Prani:: We're capable of generating another wormhole at any time. I would like to go over this data some more, and consult science and medical about their progress, so we have a more concrete plan before we attempt anything... serious. Chirakis: ::her arms cross as she stands in the center of CnC::: +Scott+ Commander, report. Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Prani/ Nijil hoping that this isn't to disappointing :: Scott Coleridge: +Chirakis+ Captain, I'm encouraged by our initial test. I want to go over the data we just generated to make sure there aren't any subtle problems we still need to address. Then we'll be ready to convene the teams and take action. Jylliene: ::blinks:: Weren't they just doing their testing...? <q> Chirakis: :::sighs::: +Scott+ Very well. Carry on. Jylliene: ::sends another message to medical:: "You mean you're getting ready to do the transfer right now?"::: Jylliene: (written message, not verbal) Jylliene: ::confused by what she's been hearing from engineering, as they're still testing:: Dacia Sandero: ::makes an 'OK' sign:: Scott Coleridge: ::Prani:: I'm not worried about "syncing." Ten hours there doesn't have to mean here. We can permute the wormholes across the subspace axes until we locate the correct intersection. Sierra Robinson: :: listens :: mimipavilion: ::sends a message "We did several tests in simulation::Amanda:: Jylliene sounds confused. Scott Coleridge: Actually I could write a program for that... but we should look over this data first. ::gestures at the readouts:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::already running simulations with the data:: Chirakis: :::returns to TAC::: Dacia Sandero: :::nods::: Yes, lots of tests. Scott Coleridge: ::Dran:: I assume you and Tarisa have been discussing the quantum coherence problem? I hooked a Heisenberg compensator into the rig in case that helps. Jylliene: ::msg to med:: I mean that when you are about to attempt the actual transfer, let me know so that I can be there. Tae'Lynn Dran: That has been part of the simulations though the computer models have not been consistent. Amanda Davis PhD: I should go to her, Mimi. :::stands::: She'll need a friend by her side. mimipavilion: ::replies to Jyl, "Will do":: mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Well she's on the CnC right now. Jylliene: ::Mimi:: "Thank you." Scott Coleridge: ::Dran:: Good, as long as we're making progress, I think we're on the verge of everything coming together. Amanda Davis PhD: Thank you. +Jyl+ I'm coming down. Would you like some scones? Tea? Jylliene: ::puzzled:: +Amanda+ I'm...on duty. Tea? I suppose? Thank you. Chirakis: :::message from RSE Fek'lhr::: Jylliene: ::increasingly confused as to whether medical understood what she was asking or not:: Amanda Davis PhD: +Jyl+ I'll be right down. Amanda Davis PhD: :::tea in hand, she enters the lift::: CnC Tae'Lynn Dran: Not to divert from the current plan but would simply disassociating the entanglement clear the overwritten personality and allow the natural synaptic pattern to return? Jylliene: ::continues running analyses of power patterns:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::enters CnC with the tea... plus a few scones::: Chirakis: ::turns:: Doctor Davis. ::nods::: Scott Coleridge: ::Dran:: My understanding is that this is not a true entanglement phenomenon but rather a complete synaptic repatterning at the quantum level. But I'm not the neurologist. Sierra Robinson: :: focuses in on energy readings supplying the warp fields that keep the subspace pocket in the power core intact :: Amanda Davis PhD: Hello, Captain. :::moves to Jyl::: Tea... and a few scones, just in case. ::turns:: Captain, would you like some scones as well? Jylliene: Thank you ::smiles:: Chirakis: :::slight turn in her direction::: Thank you, no. Perhaps later. Dacia Sandero: ::sipping her tea with a scone as she waits for everything to get started::: Amanda Davis PhD: ::settles in at Aux OPS::: I'll join you. It's been a trying few days. Sierra Robinson: :: opens another window on her terminal and reads if anything ...wormhole related could affect the chamber :: Jylliene: That it has been. Jylliene: ::nods in agreement:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Then getting the transfer matrix stable is even more of a concern. One inversion could be fatal. I am rather surprised it worked in the first place without casualties. Chirakis: 10:55 PM Scott Coleridge: Their technology seems to be quite advanced in this respect. Scott Coleridge: ::Dran:: I appreciate your help with reviewing the data. Fresh eyes and all. I think I need to go talk to medical and make sure they're ready on their end. If you'll excuse me. Scott Coleridge: (q) Maybe keep an eye on... our guest. Tae'Lynn Dran: Perhaps, though I think a return method would have been a good idea. Somewhat like inventing supersonic flight before perfecting the landing gear don't you think? Chirakis: ((two minutes)) Tae'Lynn Dran: ::whispers:: Understood. Sierra Robinson: :: pulls something up on Verteron pulses and hopes nothing like that will be used :: Amanda Davis PhD: Oh... my.... +Mimi+ I left some scones in the oven in my office. Could you take them out, please? Scott Coleridge: ::Robinson:: Ensign, you have the deck. ::leaves engineering, thinking about the program he'll write to shoot verteron pulses at the wormhole to keep it stable:: mimipavilion: +Amanda+ Will do. Sierra Robinson: Understood sir. mimipavilion: ::gets up and rushes to Amanda's office to take the scones out of the oven:: Chirakis: ((last words)) Sierra Robinson: :: notes the huge deck before her...:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::takes a moment to look at Coleridge's device:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::sighs::: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Stand by Chirakis: TBS will be one day. Chirakis: Words for the crew, Commander? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Thank you for visiting, Commander Neufeld. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  13. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |8 May 2020 8 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.159 TBS is 1 minute. The time is 1200 hours (12:00 am) Aegis Local. Medical, Engineering, and Science continue to work against time to transfer Prani’s thoughts to her own body and reinstate Commander Korjata’s thoughts. They are creating a stable micro-wormhole that will allow the switch through space and time. If everything goes well, the commander’s brain will contain his thoughts and Prani’s brain will contain her own thoughts. It’s complicated. Meanwhile, Captain Chirakis is monitoring information from Starfleet Command. The science vessels USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt have disappeared in a nebula. Starfleet Command has ordered a scouting party.
  14. More to the Story Chirakis Kirel, Captain, SI-5 The Day Before - 6 June 2388 Silence reigned in Captain Chirakis’s office, so much so that it felt like a war room, and it very well could be. The office door’s external red light demanded complete privacy. Interior lighting turned to blue, and sound melted close to silence, allowing them to discuss classified information. For several hours the captain, Admiral Solokov, Captain Raza, and Vice Admiral Baldwin had been discussing the Alien Alliance, especially the empty stealth vessel that brought deadly viruses into Aegis space. USS Missouri destroyed the ship, then, not knowing it was contaminated, brought the ship aboard for inspection. Soon, the virus spread, causing the deaths of 37 Missouri personnel. Taking that into account, they discussed the technological virus on Aegis, especially whether the Aegis virus was an attack or a simple reaction to faulty technology. They had no definitive answer. The discussion continued, all focusing on Aegis. How, when, and where might the Alien Alliance attack? What is the most likely area to attack first? What strategies are most likely? Would they use starships, incendiary weapons, viral or biological weapons, weapons that would drag ships off course and into the nebulae, and how would they draw attention to one area before attacking another. Soon, the conversation segued into an alien fleet that had recently entered the nebulae, immense delta-winged stealth ships similar to the one that attempted to crash into Aegis. “How many of these ships have been seen, Admiral?” Kirel asked Solokov. “We know of seven so far. I don’t doubt that there are more crossing into Allied Powers’ space, though the first seven are the only ones we have detected.” “And the task force in Aegis space is presently…?” “USS Missouri, Admiral. They have moved into position just outside of Aegis space. RSE Praetor is in low orbit. IKS Fek’lhr and her support vessels are… somewhere in the area. USS Anhui is standing by.” “And they are cloaked?” “They have that capability, Admiral. However, if the Alien Alliance stealth vessels are capable of cloaking, we are in greater danger than expected.” “Um…” Solokov leaned back to rest an elbow on his chair. “Admiral Baldwin, anything else to discuss?” “No, Admiral.” “Captain Raza, anything new from SI-5?” “Other than the situation regarding a micro-wormhole, no, Admiral.” “Yes, the micro-wormhole.” Solokov’s lips pursed as he flipped his tablet over to take a look. “Progress in that?” “Some, Admiral. They are making progress, though slowly. It’s a sensitive situation. As soon as I know, you will be informed.”
  15. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief | 1 May 2020 = /\ = = /\ = 8 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.159 = /\ = TBS is 25 hours. The time is 1100 hours (11:00 am) Aegis Local. Medical, Engineering, and Science are working on a stable micro-wormhole that will allow a switch through space and time. If everything goes well, Nijil’s brain will contain his thoughts and Prani’s brain will contain her thoughts. Also, we now have three science vessels that have disappeared: USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Chirakis: :::CnC, her office::: Jylliene: ::CnC:: Sierra Robinson: :: in engineering :: Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::medical complex, calculating several things::: Scott Coleridge: ::also in engineering, having worked with his team through the night with short breaks to integrate the Heisenberg compensator into a setup that threatens to take over most of the free workspaces in the main engineering complex:: Chirakis: :::steps out of her office, not exactly happy, but dealing with it::: Jylliene: ((That's life right there.)) Chirakis: ((Definitely)) Sierra Robinson: :: observing EPS flow in the modified main engineering from a Standing station on a wall panel :: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::sips her coffee and recalculates::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::pacing while doing calculations in her journal:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Sitting in class, patiently waiting for the lunch bell.:: Tarisa: ::In the lab, looking over some calculations as well.:: Annisha: :: With the gang :: Chirakis: (not for another hour, Miana) Chirakis: ::begins her usual pace around CnC::: Jylliene: ::biding the time, going over reports for the second - or was it the third? - time:: Dacia Sandero: ::looks over things:: Tarisa: ((Hehe. can't blame her for hoping.)) Chirakis: ((There is always hope)) Sierra Robinson: :: never thought she would see such a huge engineering area completely filled up, but not everyday someone decides to construct a wormhole :: Alexis McFarland: ::hugs Miana:: Hungry already? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holding her head and walking into medical :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Mmhm Amanda Davis PhD: :::stops to think, then sighs, slowly getting up to get another cup of coffee::: Alexis McFarland: Mmm. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working tactical and station business :: Chirakis: ::stops next to Jylliene::: How are you feeling, Commander? Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? Ow.. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: mutters :: This body... Jylliene: ::ponders that, unsure exactly herself:: Fair enough. It's been a strange few days. Jylliene: Routine is a comfort. Tae'Lynn Dran: I do wish we had another option. It seems we are trusting the word of this Prani a bit too openly. Amanda Davis PhD: ::hears Nijil/Prani::: Sierra Robinson: :: notes everything is nominal and walks over climate control system to see how much the new equipment might be affected the deck :: Dacia Sandero: We should be ready on our end, anyway. mimipavilion: ::hears Nijil/Prani:: Hey what's wrong? Jylliene: Thank you for asking. Chirakis: ::slow nod:: Indeed. Nijil tr'Korjata: My head hurts... I think, the drink. Chirakis: Remember that if you need an extra break, there are several who can sit in for you. Nijil tr'Korjata: Jylliene and I were eating dinner and I finished off a bottle of...something. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Though it seems we do not have a choice. Dacia Sandero: What'd you have? Tae'Lynn Dran: So we're told. Jylliene: I do appreciate that. When it comes time for them to make their attempt, I will want to be nearby, if possible. Amanda Davis PhD: ::Dacia has it under control, so she goes back to work::: Chirakis: ::nod:: Of course. Jylliene: Thank you again, Captain. Nijil tr'Korjata: What was it? I'm not familiar with names. Moscato? Chirakis: ::glances to Interior OPS, who returns a nod::: Nijil tr'Korjata: That doesn't sound right. mimipavilion: ::sees Dacia has it and goes checks on Amanda:: Sierra Robinson: :: notes the temperature is within normal operation parameters for deck 70 :: Dacia Sandero: Moscato? Ah, I see. Well, hopefully you didn't have too much. Nijil tr'Korjata: Is most of the bottle too much? Amanda Davis PhD: ::sipping coffee, thinking several things::: Alexis McFarland: ::writing down note on her PADD:: mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: How are things going? Annisha: :: Thinking how weird her father is and about her friends :: Tarisa: The Captain is a hard person to fool. She has to have some faith in what we are doing, or else she would have never approved it. Jylliene: ((To be fair, Nijil has always been a bit weird. This is just a different weird.)) Amanda Davis PhD: :::turns, surprised a little::: Oh... well... there's not much I can do before it's time to proceed. Sierra Robinson: :: hums a soft tune as she works :: Amanda Davis PhD: The waiting is the worst part. Tae'Lynn Dran: I suppose so. mimipavilion: ::nods:: It is, is it not. Nijil tr'Korjata: Anything for this feeling doctor? Dacia Sandero: I'd say so. ::fishes out a hypo from a drawer:: Lemme give you something to help alleviate that ::injects a hypo:: That should neutralize the alcohol, yes Jylliene: Is there anything I can do for you? ::to Chirakis:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Feels tingly :: Amanda Davis PhD: I'm concerned.... but I think everyone who knows is concerned. Tarisa: ::Finishes look at her PADD.:: I have gone through these numbers numerous times. mimipavilion: Agreed. Chirakis: ::realizing she has been staring into space::: No, Commander. Not at the moment. Jylliene: ::nods:: Yes ma'am. Amanda Davis PhD: I think I've drained the coffee pot several times. Chirakis: Except... do not push yourself. Dacia Sandero: There we go, you should start feeling better soon Jylliene: I will try not to. Tae'Lynn Dran: I do believe there should be a way to sever the connection and allow the natural personality to return. Neither would have any memory of inhabiting some other body. But, my research into quantum psionics is too limited to prove there would be no danger to the Subcommander. Nijil tr'Korjata: That's better. I have equations to review unless you know something of temporal differentials inside an Einstein-Rosen bridge. Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to the main power core and does a check she is able to do, the power core on Aegis being of Experimental design ..most of her reading time has been dedicated to understanding how it works. :: Chirakis: ::wanders through CnC and stops at Cayne's desk, noticing he's doing double duty::: Commander, I will take TAC. You just deal with Commander Coleridge's.... piles. Dacia Sandero: I'm afraid my knowledge of temporal differentials is quite limited. Tarisa: I see. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: gestures with her hands :: You have to get the wormhole just right in four dimensions. Amanda Davis PhD: ::blink, turns hearing Prani::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hops off the bed :: Thanks. I am off to engineering. Chirakis: ::slow walk to TAC, logs in and begins a thorough sweep of the area::: Dacia Sandero: I'm certain you do. No problem. See you soon, I hope Tae'Lynn Dran: ::turns:: Yes, the numbers seem solid. Just, can we actually achieve so fine a frequency range? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: She found the nearest lift :: Engineering. mimipavilion: ::smiles at Amanda:: Scott Coleridge: ::sitting at a workstation muttering something about Jacobians:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets off at engineering :: Scott Coleridge: ::too engrossed in his calculations to notice Prani's arrival:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Stands next to Robinson :: So, what do you think? Amanda Davis PhD: :::smiles back::: Thank you, Mimi. I needed that smile. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Anytime Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at the perimeter scans....nothing :: Tarisa: It depends on how well this micro-wormhole can be built. Sierra Robinson: :: at the warp field monitoring station :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Ensign? Dacia Sandero: ::refills her cup of coffee as well:: Sierra Robinson: :: turns :: oh Hello Prani. Chirakis: :::looks up, noticing that Cayne's focus is off and that the commander will be just a tad upset if all his paperwork has not been finished when he returns::: Sierra Robinson: Main power is in good shape. :: smiles :: Chirakis: :::or more than a tad, perhaps::: Nijil tr'Korjata: The station is humming at the proper resonance. I can feel it. Chirakis: ::shifts to sweep the entire area::: Scott Coleridge: ::finishes one set of calculations and moves on to the next:: Sierra Robinson: Engineering is...occupied with lots of equipment right now... The Commander is here... somewhere...:: tries to peek around :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, I will check in with him. Amanda Davis PhD: ::stands to put her coffee away::: Well... standing and waiting for something to happen doesn't help. Mimi, do you have anyone in sick bay who needs attention? Nijil tr'Korjata: One moment. :: goes to look for Coleridge :: Scott Coleridge: ::looks up and finally sees Prani:: Ah, Prani/Nijil. mimipavilion: At the moment, no. Chirakis: :::gets the feeling that there is a happy man working in engineering at the moment::: Scott Coleridge: Over here, over here. I finally think I have the waveguide oscillation coefficient tweaked. Nijil tr'Korjata: You’re trying to replicate my work I see. Sierra Robinson: :: smiles wonders how all this will be put together :: Amanda Davis PhD: Well, that's a first. I'll go into my office and finish up, then. Amanda Davis PhD: Let me know if there is something I can help you with. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Peers :: If you can maintain that power output for that long. Alexis McFarland: ::Sighs, reclines in her seat:: mimipavilion: Will do Amanda. And take a breather. I don't want you, shall we say, going mental. Annisha: :: Turns to Alexis :: What's on your mind? :: giggles :: Jylliene: ::working on power distributions from her end, seeing where she can shunt needed resources for the procedure:: Scott Coleridge: Yes, well, I'm sure people can wait on sonic showers for a little. Chirakis: :::notices a few ships docking that don't seem to fit the parameters of Aegis::: sends a message to security::: Nijil tr'Korjata: This brain is a bit different in its arrangement, so pouring over my thoughts takes a while. Sierra Robinson: :: curiously follows Prani/ Nijil with her PADD :: Scott Coleridge: I think we're ready to do a test run. Without you in the loop, of course. But I want to see if we can generate the event horizon for at least 100 microseconds. Nijil tr'Korjata: Showers don't use that much power. You know they will be trying this in the past. They may get to us before we get to them. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: looks behind :: Ensign? Alexis McFarland: ::glances over at Annisha:: Not much, just spacing out. At least there're not much more days in the school year left Alexis McFarland: How you doin'? Nijil tr'Korjata: You don't trust me do you Commander? Sierra Robinson: If power is a problem I have an Ensign like Idea. Nijil tr'Korjata: I mean you don't have any reason to, trust takes time. Chirakis: :::throws several things up on the major tactical screen:: Annisha: Yeah, that isolation from the virus going around did things to me. Jylliene: ::looks up on the big screens:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Now I do have some simulated worst case scenarios. Hopefully we can program some back up routines to compensate. One involved the entire station getting sucked into the wormhole. The end calculations on that seemed, unpleasant. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees tactical updates :: mimipavilion: ::goes to her office until it's time:: Chirakis: ::overlaps incoming and outgoing::: Alexis McFarland: Aww, I know. That was pretty boring. Sierra Robinson: :: notes she should be quiet and walks back to her station :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods to the Commander and walks over to the Ensign :: Tarisa: That...does not sound reassuring. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ensign, you have a suggestion regarding immense power generation? Chirakis: ::as her eyes scan the screen:: +Scott+ Commander Coleridge, progress report. Scott Coleridge: ::thinks to himself, "It isn't about trust, you're asking me to build the most complicated artificial wormhole ever made by the Federation.":: Chirakis: :::shifts again to the shipyard and beyond::: Sierra Robinson: :: at her duty station , standing monitoring the EPS grid :: Uhmm well sir...This station is meant to service Starships,...Providing a source of power to them while they are docked through our service pylons...I wonder...if you needed more power in a pinch we could....reroute from the auxiliary vessels docked at the station . Tae'Lynn Dran: No, not really. But then not as bad as the one where we breach multiple dimensional barriers. Then we'd get to wreck several different realities at once. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to Coleridge :: Yes, the Federation has not generated many. Scott Coleridge: +Chirakis+ Captain, from the engineering side, we're ready to perform some minor testing to see if the contrap… um, device that we've constructed will generate a stable event...”::realizes he's technobabbling:: We're ready for testing, sir. Sierra Robinson: Just a thought. :: smiles :: Tae'Lynn Dran: As I said, worst case. We're a lot more likely to blow a couple of systems. Chirakis: +com+ Very well. Carry on. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: thinks :: It's not designed for that per se, but we'd have to route the warp plasma. I'll have to look into it. I don't know enough about specific starships. Scott Coleridge: +Ops+ Coleridge to Ops. Jylliene: +Coleridge+ Ops here. Go ahead, sir. Sierra Robinson: I hope this works for you Prani. Tarisa: ::Nods, trying not to think about worst case scenarios.:: Chirakis: ::shifts again toward the stealth vessel's angle of approach::: Chirakis: ::snaps for future review::: Sierra Robinson: :: notes Starship Captains with their ships hooked up to the experiment would probably want her servicing sonic heads the rest of her career :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I was thinking of Rihan vessels, they use artificial black holes as a power source. Scott Coleridge: +Jylliene+ Commander, I'm about to test the wormhole generator. I'm only going to establish it for a few hundred microseconds, so total the power drain shouldn't be too bad. But you will notice it for up to a minute as the capacitors build charge. Chirakis: ::thought::: +com+ Commander Coleridge, is there any part of the station that we should shut down when you make the transfer? Sierra Robinson: The one you...err...Nijil showed me in the shuttlebay. yes..a bit small but still lots of power. Chirakis: ::then looks to Jyll, hearing her conversation with Scott::: Sierra Robinson: :: taps and notes power reading are remaining nominal :: Scott Coleridge: +Chirakis+ I'm not sure about specific parts, Captain. For testing, the auxiliary power should be enough to supplement what we're doing. I'll leave it up to Commander Kital to manage it as she sees fit. Once we're ready for the real deal, we'll need to decide what systems to shut down for the actual transfer event. Nijil tr'Korjata: Rihans have larger vessels and larger AQS systems Chirakis: +Scott+ Understood. Scott Coleridge: ::sees a member of his team approach:: Ah, my requisition. Thank you. Sierra Robinson: Would be nice to see those someday. :: turn to her readouts :: Bear with us please. Scott Coleridge: ::unpacks a large lever and hooks it into the console:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods :: Sure. :: takes a seat :: Jylliene: +Scott+ Keeping watch. Amanda Davis PhD: ::exits her office and weaves her way to neurosurgery to check a few things::: Tae'Lynn Dran: (that large level has just changed my whole mental image of engineering to steampunk) Sierra Robinson: Oh my. :: spots lever :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::uploads her recommendations for "disaster protocols":: Scott Coleridge: ::finishes connecting the lever:: I saw this in an ancient Earth movie ::mispronounces it "moh-vee":: Nijil tr'Korjata: Tactile feedback... Sierra Robinson: :: can't help but giggle at the Commander's reference :: err..sorry sir. Chirakis: ::refocus to a cloaked vessel:: Chirakis: ::obviously cloaked, not far away::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Studying his display :: Chirakis: ::watching carefully until.... D’deridex Class RSE Praetor appears to take the place of USS Missouri::: Chirakis: :::smiles::: Chirakis: :::which she seldom does::: Jylliene: ::is not used to this expression:: Chirakis: COM> Aegis OPS, USS Missouri preparing to depart. Scott Coleridge: ::sets up the simulation parameters:: Chirakis: ::looks to Jylliene::: Jylliene: +Missouri+ Ops here, Missouri. You are cleared for departure. Transmitting vector now. Scott Coleridge: Ok, so this will generate an event horizon for up to 500 µsecs, just long enough to confirm parameter stability. Jylliene: ::enters the parameters and sends them:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Smiles, reminds her of her tests years ago :: Chirakis: COM> Aegis OPS, parameters confirmed. Vector established. Departing. Jylliene: +Missouri+ Acknowledged. Safe travels to you. Chirakis: COM> Copy, Aegis OPS. Alexis McFarland: ::feeling hungry now that it's close to lunch time:: Scott Coleridge: All right, here we go. Scott Coleridge: ::puts his hand on the lever:: Throw the lever, Scott! Annisha: :: writing in her journal :L: Scott Coleridge: ::throws the lever and cackles:: Sierra Robinson: :: observes the power grid :: Chirakis: ::using the private tactical imaging to watch the test::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watching for anyone taking advantage :: Scott Coleridge: ::watches the power levels build in the capacitor:: Yes. Charge. CHARRRRGE. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well, now.... did it work? Alexis McFarland: I hope so? Chirakis: In our next episode of As Aegis Turns, we will find out. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, comments for the crew? Scott Coleridge: I feel like this is maybe not having the effect on Scott that it should. Chirakis: Methinks that he's having too much fun. Sierra Robinson: Fun is good Chirakis: After all, engineering... getting your hands dirty for once.... flipping switches.... Jylliene: Or comically big levers Chirakis: Or that. Scott Coleridge: Hey now, I never said it was *comically big*. Don't lever-shame me. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ludicrous speed... Chirakis: ::stifles a grin:: Chirakis: Anything else? Chirakis: Once again, thank you for 100% attendance. Chirakis: Very well... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.