Chirakis

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |5 March 20210 14 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.196 TBS is 0 hours - the time is 0900 hours (9:00 am) Aegis Local. Eighteen days have passed without a glitch, which seems somewhat strange. Cpt Chirakis, Cdr Coleridge, and others in command seem to be waiting for the other shoe to drop. Lt Calestorm has come aboard Aegis as Chief of Security. Lt Garand is leading her through the ropes. He and Lt Calestorm work well together. Cdr Tarisa and Lts Dran and Robinson collaborate on a long-range sensor array. The tr’Korjata family enjoys their newborn, D’Rynn. Drs Pavilion and Sandero tend to their duties in the Medical Complex, especially the newborns.

=/\= Aegis Mission Brief | 26 February 2021 =/\= 14 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.196 TBS is 20 hours - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local. Alpha Watch settles into its usual routine. Captain Chirakis is aboard USS Missouri. Aegis personnel relax with their families and friends. At 0700 Graveyard Watch passed to Alpha Watch Personnel settle in for another calm day. At least they hope it will be calm. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Tarisa: ::At the SCI console on CnC.:: Chirakis: :::in her office, door open, going through the usual mess of paperwork::: Dacia Sandero: ::in the sickbay, drinking a cup of morning tea while she goes over her notes and reports:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Having breakfast.:: Jylliene: ::quarters:: Calestorm: Newbie> ::on call in SEC office; monitoring well, the monitors:: Alexis McFarland: ::also having breakfast:: mimipavilion: ::in medical, going over reports:: Jylliene: ::scrolling through the news on her PADD:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::medical complex, tending to patients::: Calestorm: ::sips from coffee mug that says "Because I Was Inverted":: Sierra Robinson: ( Epic Crash...lol ) Calestorm: (::thumbs up::) Alexis McFarland: ::rubs her eyes and yawns:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Enters main engineering pushing a cart:: Chirakis: ::leans back in her chair, retrieving more and more information.... too much information, that is::: Sierra Robinson: :: is drinking coffee while viewing the 3D holographic display...her normal opening routine...:: Calestorm: ::enters information via inset keyboard, glances at data padd:: Jylliene: ::reading:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holding D'Rynn in his arms :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Logging into his terminal :: Sierra Robinson: :: turns spotting Dran :: Good Morning Lieutenant.. Jylliene: Thinking of anything in particular? ::to Nijil:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Hello. ::pushes the cart over towards Sierra:: Jylliene: Like, say, that scent emanating from the child in your arms? Sierra Robinson: What do we have here? :: sets her coffee down :: Nijil tr'Korjata: No, just watching him. Well, remembering things said to me. Calestorm: ::frowns:: +Redshirt+ Mason, this is Cale. Can you check on that Promenade kiosk that had trouble the other day? Tae'Lynn Dran: I managed to burn up my first test subjects. I gathered some higher capacity sensor units from storage. I need to stress test their thermal load Jylliene: ::hears some tooting coming from the boy, punctuating Nijil's statement:: Jylliene: What kinds of things? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::picks up an oblong looking device:: Subspace variance analyzer. Finicky bit of tech but I think it can handle at least a 10% power increase. Tarisa: ::Running her hands along the console, as she checks areas highlighted to her by night watch with the long range sensors.:: Sierra Robinson: You might need Engineering laboratory's equipment to assist your testing, follow me. :: starts walking to the back corner of the engineering deck :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi could not stop giving me advice. We- ugh. :: Gets up to change him...again. :: Chirakis: :::sighs, tossing her PADD onto the desk and retrieving her tablet and hooking it to her uniform, before exiting the office:::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::pushes the card along as she follows:: Calestorm: +Mason+ yeah...yep. If those Jarheads are still around, call me..I'll come and bust some heads ::growls::...okay... mimipavilion: ::notes the typical night that has fallen on medical over the last few nights: minimal patients and things are quiet:: Chirakis: ::approaches Cayne::: SitRep, commander? All quiet on the Aegis front? Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her breakfast, watching some holo-vids on her PADD:: Jylliene: ::calls out:: What advice did she give? Dacia Sandero: ::checking in on the patients in the sickbay:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Nothing on short or long range scans. Everyone departing or arriving at the station is on schedule. Sierra Robinson: :: approaches a door and inputs a code on a small panel near it , it opens....revealing a small lab with tools, containment vessels and other odd things :: Welcome to the....mysterious Geek Cave that is the Engineering lab .. Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, some of it was about babies jumping all over the place, but I think she was speaking of the Yith's strong legs. Alexis McFarland: ::her parents tell her they were assigned a new runabout for diplomatic missions by Starfleet... wants a ride on the runabout, even if it is just a run-of-the-mill Danube class:: Nijil tr'Korjata: A bit about what you would go through if they were anything like us. Jylliene: ::nods, listening:: Chirakis: :::considers that, then sighs::: Tae'Lynn Dran: Nice. Fewer coffee stains than I expected. Sierra Robinson: Let's set your new gizmo on the counter there.... Alexis McFarland: Dad> Maybe I'll let you drive. They're pretty easy to fly. Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::sends another request to Aegis ops to be allowed to depart on schedule:: They can't do this to me. Don't they know who I am? I'm the victim in this situation. Alexis McFarland: Oooh! Tae'Lynn Dran: ::sets the oblong device on the table:: Nijil tr'Korjata: She spoke of development, her research into consciousness technology, what it means to be you. Tarisa: ::Checks off each area on the list as she looks around.:: Sierra Robinson: So ....what exactly are you developing here....a small scale prototype for your sensor array? Nijil tr'Korjata: Also what would happen to me if I couldn't get back. Calestorm: ::delves into correspondence for the SEC office....muttering that things don't change much even:: mimipavilion: ::goes and checks the inventory:: Chirakis: OPS> :::turns in the captain's direction::: Kovar requests permission to depart on schedule, Captain. Chirakis: Request denied. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at an overview of the exterior of the stations :: Calestorm: (The Missouri is docked?) Chirakis: (Missouri is cloaked not far away from Aegis) Nijil tr'Korjata: She assures me you all would have been alright. :: He turned to smile at Jylliene, D'Rynn still held tight in his arms :: Tae'Lynn Dran: At the moment there's nothing too new about my concept. I simply want to increase range by increasing power. But, to prevent damage I am only overpowering sensor nodes for a short time. Jumping from one sensor pallet to the next. I believe the human concept of a Gatling gun might fit. Calestorm: (TY! Just wanted to be sure) Jylliene: Glad she reassured you. Jylliene: ::grins:: Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::growls and slams his fist against a panel:: Should have bought that moon and retired. Fletcher Jackson: :::he's late and he takes over OPS::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I think she's still here, in a fashion. Crazy dreams. Tae'Lynn Dran: Though so far powering them long enough for any reasonable signal to be gathered is resulting in more smoke than signal. Sierra Robinson: Your emitter can't handle what you are sending into it..... Chirakis: ::turns to Fletcher and steps down beside him::: (w) You are late, Ensign. Dock in pay and a few other things I can think of. Sierra Robinson: :: grabs a device from a counter that appears to be some sort of optical magnification device for a better look at the fail :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Freshly changed, D'Rynn decided he was hungry :: Fletcher Jackson: Y...yes, Ma'am. I mean yes, Captain. Chirakis: (w) It will not happen again. Jylliene: ::holds out her hands for D'Rynn:: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan > :: enters Drankum's with the Captain of the freighter Lord Whorfin :: Fletcher Jackson: No, ma'am, it won't. I mean, I won't. I mean... :::deep breath:: Yes, Captain. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hands him over :: Need to give my arms a rest. Like holding a box of spanners. Tae'Lynn Dran: I'm hoping these heavier duty units will work. Tarisa: ::Ear twitches at the CnC conversation. She finishes her scan list, and catalogues the results.:: Sierra Robinson: :: begins magnifying :: Gatling Gun....sounds like an ancient earth weapon. Cannot place in my mind....something Cowboys used? Chirakis: :::steps back to Cayne::: Commander, you have the CON. I have a few things to attend to. Jylliene: Have you checked in with engineering lately? Or avoiding it until you're ready to return? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Understood. Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, they have not called me back just yet, but my fear is they will want to see him rather than me. Sierra Robinson: Oh that is something I should know I suppose being from Earth..... :: chuckles :: Yup....Too much juice for these guys. Crispy critter creation. Chirakis: ::steps into the lift:: Docking bay 3B. mimipavilion: ::finishes up with inventory and has a lot of things to request:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Trying to keep D'Lynn to yourself? Jylliene: ::chuckles:: Sierra Robinson: :: backs away from the magnifier :: But you knew that. Tae'Lynn Dran: I haven't been able to determine the point of failure. Calestorm: SEC office>::checks on various open channels:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Somewhere between there standby power level, peak, and cool down it just goes poof. Chirakis: :::exits the lift and enters, checking the area::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil sighed :: I'll have to bring him eventually. mimipavilion: ::goes into her office, sits down and starts compiling her requisition list:: Sierra Robinson: Well, it appears your power going here to this part is trying to dictate to which sensor node to send the juice to next and how much to give said nodes... Fletcher Jackson: :::wants a donut reeeeeally bad:::: Jylliene: Oh, of course. We'll have to introduce him to the rest of the crew. Annisha: :: Annisha enters the room, rubbing her eyes :: Tae'Lynn Dran: So I'm frying the control circuits? No wonder I couldn't get any readings from the sensors. Calestorm: ::updates data Padd, locks down office and transfers mobile command to padd:: Chirakis: :::slow walk toward Docking Bay 3B:::: Alexis McFarland: ::in her room, playing with her PADD:: Calestorm: ::checks on comm ping and then exits office:: Chirakis: ::Paying no attention to the workers who are really undercover security::: Annisha: :: In her hand she held a strangely constructed instrument, familiar, yet unlike the others they had lying around :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Hey sweets, late to rise. What do you have there? Calestorm: +Breaker+ I've gone mobile, office is locked down....::enters Lift:: Sierra Robinson: I think the control circuit is the problem, it is not performing the way you want to yes. It might be having trouble attempting to rapidly handle power transfers to your sensor nodes. Sierra Robinson: Maybe we need to boost the processing speed of the control circuit? Annisha: :: Yawns :: Must be one of your instruments, cause it ain't mine. Chirakis: ::stops::: +com+ Lt Calestorm, meet me in Docking Bay 3B. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh let me se- :: Nijil reached out for it and recognized it :: Tae'Lynn Dran: Worth a try Calestorm: ::glances up out of habit:: Jylliene: What is it? Calestorm: +Chirakis+ ...aye, Sir. Docking 3B. ::falls into old school habit of repeating:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil examined it, flipping it in his hands :: It's my custom uke I made. Jylliene: ::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He looked at Annisha :: Where did you get this? Annisha: What? It was on the table this morning before au all got up. Dacia Sandero: ::checking some of the experiments they were working on in the medical labs:: Sierra Robinson: Captain Bigboote> Cargo is intact and the journey was uneventful. The Klingons were.....most accommodating. Once I am refueled I will be off this Federation Tank...and off to the destination. All survived so far. Calestorm: ::exits Lift, brisk jaunt/walk to intended area:: Chirakis: ::spots Calestorm::: Lieutenant, we have a job to do. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: smiles at Bigboote while consuming his Drankum's beer :: Good.. Remember we need 200 of them to satisfy the order. Nijil tr'Korjata: But... I did not make this here. :: His emotions welled up for a moment :: I made this over 1,400 years ago. Chirakis: And that is.... Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::fuming on his bridge, trying to figure out what he can do to make sure he can make his next delivery run:: Calestorm: ::whirls:: Yes Sir. ::to Chirakis:: Jylliene: So.. you brought it with you somehow? Nijil tr'Korjata: This is a modified Yith instrument. I had to re-tune it. Jylliene: Your body didn't physically travel; how would that have happened? Chirakis: We're going to take a tour of the Haradia with Captain Kovar. Nijil tr'Korjata: No, I could not have brought it. I need to have it scanning for replication. Chirakis: ..but he doesn't know that yet. Sierra Robinson: :: spins her chair to some boxes :: I wonder if an ODN relay regulator might be able to handle your speed issue... It governs it's transactions fast...given we deal with optics, but attached to something else would it work.... Calestorm: ::looks askance, small grin:: Sir. You were a ninja in a past life. And Aye...::grin kinda goes. ...feral::.. Calestorm: ::Chirakis:: with pleasure. Chirakis: And you are here because I need someone with me... someone who can endure what that captain might not enjoy.... at all. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He gingerly placed it on the table in front of their couch :: If this is real, then they sent it back. Calestorm: ::eyebrow arch:: ::Chirakis:: ::nods:: Chirakis: ::approaches the ship and requests entry::: Sierra Robinson: ODN network has to process internal transactions very fast.. :: hands Lt. Dran a box :: Give this bugger a shot at controlling your energy flow. Of course you don't send the energy through it...it would burn up ...rather fast. Calestorm: ::falls in, no more then two steps behind the Captain:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He slumped into the couch cushion :: And I made it possible. mimipavilion: ::finishes up the list and submits it:: Jylliene: Incredible, if it is. Should someone be notified? Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: shoves a PADD to BigBoote:: This is your initial payment the rest will be sent to you upon delivery to Cardassia... Tae'Lynn Dran: So, let's see. I'll need a separate power line for the control and sensor module. Chirakis: ::stops at the entrance::: Captain Chirakis and Lt Calestorm to see Captain Kovar. Calestorm: ::features are schooled, eyes miss nothing:: Nijil tr'Korjata: No, not yet. I can only deal with one crisis at a time. Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::sees Chirakis and Calestrom on a monitor and says something in Tellarite:: Tae'Lynn Dran: I may also need something to step down the output energy from the module. Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::opens the external door:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Though I may set up our wormhole generator to send those stinky diapers into the void. Jylliene: Probably not recommended, all told. Tae'Lynn Dran: This is going to quickly get cumbersome. Calestorm: ::levels a Tier Two glare from over the Captains shoulder:: Sierra Robinson: Aye...but this is a test device... Eventually you will get it too work! :: smiles :: If you need any parts let me know we have spares of many things.... Chirakis: Captain Kovar, I am Captain Chirakis and :::waves a hand::: Lt Calestorm, here to take a look at your ship's interior. I understand that it is very interesting. Tae'Lynn Dran: This is turning from an upgrade to a research paper. Which is fine. Until we either visit a planet or someone shows up with another odd plant, life science doesn't have much going on at the moment. Sierra Robinson: Captain Bigboote> Good. And now I must return to my vessel the Sooner I leave this place and that dock...that stinks ...from that Haradia vessel the better. Calestorm: ::cocks head to one side as she stares at Kovar. Politely:: Fletcher Jackson: :::work...work...work...catching up....catching up.... wants donuts..... oh, does he want a donut:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I mean, if I think they did what I...think they did, there is no harm. :: he flipped over the instrument, noticing something on the back :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::fiddling with the relays:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah. Now I don't think this is replicated. Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> Sure, fine. Seems like everyone on this station has been through here by now… you'll get a bill for my carpet replacement. Annisha: Can au play that thing? Sierra Robinson: The next crazy Idea would be to use stuff from weapons to handle your power issues.... But let's worry about that later.. Chirakis: No problem, Captain. Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> Captain Chirakis, I don't know who you are, but I am a busy man. We were attacked by pirates and now *we're* the ones being treated like criminals! I don't expect this treatment at a Federation facility. Calestorm: ::very calmly, offers a slight grin...flexes a knuckle:: Chirakis: Treated like criminals? Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> Farewell and safe travel....:: BigBoote nods and leaves the table for the docks and the Lord Whorfin :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Picks up the uke and starts to play a lullaby :: Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> Station operations won't let me leave! I have a very important delivery run scheduled, and if I don't leave by 1400, there's no way we'll make our first stop. Jylliene: ::listens:: Chirakis: :::her knife glistens in her boot, and a few other things can be seen::: Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> You have a high rank. I bet you have some pull with the station commander. Will you put in a good word with them? ::produces a small box from his desk:: I will... make sure you are fairly compensated. Calestorm: ::eyebrow goee WTHella:: Jylliene: ((Yours probably isn't the only one)) Chirakis:Very well. I will pass that on to the station commander. My compensation will only involve taking a look at the interior of your ship and your cargo. Calestorm: (:D) Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Interesting.... Chirakis: Welcome back, Lt Calestorm. Calestorm: Thank you for having Chirakis: TBS will be zero (0). Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: And no, you will have no donuts, Ensign Jackson. Dacia Sandero: lol Fletcher Jackson: :::jaw drops::: Chirakis: Seeing none.... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |26 February 2021 14 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.196 TBS is 20 hours - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local. After a restful night, Alpha Watch settles into its usual routine, expecting nothing extraordinary to happen. However, though they are relaxed, they are vigilant. Captain Chirakis spent the night in relaxation aboard the USS Missouri. Aegis personnel relax with their families and friends. At 0700 the next day, Graveyard Watch passed its information to Alpha Watch aka Morning Watch. Personnel settle in for another calm day. At least they hope it will be calm.

All Quiet on the Western Front? Chirakis & D’Ka There was stillness in the air of the captain’s quarters aboard USS Missouri. Kirel stood beside her bondmate, Je’rit, as he stared into space, obviously reminiscing of a time long gone. “Look to the west, Kh’éile,” he began, gently pointing in that direction, “toward the edge of the galaxy.” She chuckled. “It’s a big galaxy, Je’rit. Exactly where should I focus?” “Focus on the two nebulae on the edge of the galaxy. Terrans might say that they are to the west. Look beyond them… or perhaps I should say between them.” “Very well,” she began, somewhat skeptical. “Look to the west... to the edge of the galaxy… and focus between two nebulae.” “Yes. And you should see Sindar.” “Sindar,” she whispered. “And you are allowed to tell me this? To show me this because...?” “You are my bondmate, Kh’éile. It is my privilege. It is my homeland. And since we are bonded, it is also your homeland.” “My homeland,” she whispered into silence and leaned against the windowsill. “Is there more I should know?” “If you wish, Kh’éile.” “Then continue.” “Very well,” he nodded. “When I was a child, my father taught me many things, especially the harmony of the spheres.” He chuckled. “I remember pressing my nose to the window, listening, then asking,’ Father, what is the singing I hear?’ My father explained that it was what Terrans call the harmony or music of the spheres.” “The music of the spheres,” said Kirel skeptically. “Explain.” “Look into the cosmos, Kirel. There is never a time of silence within the universe. Those who live within the universe as we know it seldom hear the music as the celestial bodies move through space. However, those who study celestial bodies, those who listen carefully are more tuned to it as they study the cosmos. And yet, there is a species that has heard the sounds since birth. We, the Sindarin. “But we are not the only people who know of this, Kirel. We must be cautious. We must be vigilant. One of these who knows and uses this sound is Ragor Tal.”

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 2/19/21 = /\ = /\= 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 = /\= TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1700 hours (5:00 pm) Aegis Local. The tr’Korjata family is busy with their newborn, D’Rynn. Cdr Cayne is leading five personnel posing as teenagers on a tour of the Haradia. The ship’s Captain Kovar was reluctant to allow the tour. Captain Kovar said pirates seized his cargo. Lts Dran and Robinson are testing a new long-range sensor array. =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: ::in her office, paging through information from Admiral Solokov:::: Cptn d'Ka: ::relaxing as she works::: Dacia Sandero: ::wrapping up her shift and prepares to head home:: Sierra Robinson: :: in engineering :: Jylliene: ::Thinking of dinner:: CdrBrown: ::in the TL headed back to the CnC after conducting his afternoon rounds:: mimipavilion: ::finalizing the paperwork, before she goes off shift:: Tarisa: ::In her office, looking over project reports.:: Dacia Sandero: ::talks with one of the beta shift doctors on what's going on and stuff to be aware of:: Alexis McFarland: ::probably still with Miana and Annisha:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::poking a burnt out sensor node with a spanner:: CdrBrown: ::exits out on the the CnC to file his last bits of paperwork for the day before heading down to have dinner:: Tarisa: Miana> ::With Alexis.:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Glad that was just a test. mimipavilion: ::files the paperwork::rubs her temple:: what a day. Chirakis: :::stops short and rereads:::: Cptn d'Ka: ::glance over::: Problem, Kh’éile? Jylliene: ::looks over the replicator selections:: Dacia Sandero: ::glad the day's over at least:: So anyway... that's about all there is to watch out for.. See ya around. ::waves and heads out of the sickbay:: Chirakis: ::sigh::: Information from Admiral Solokov. :::hands him the padd:: Cptn d'Ka: ::reaching for it... begins to read:::: CdrBrown: ::signs off on the last report for the day before the evening shift takes over:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walking around his quarters a bit worn down :: mimipavilion: ::exits her office and handing off medical to the Beta shift Doctor in charge:: CdrBrown: ::exits the CnC, heading towards his quarters to get changed in to his civvies:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I am more tired now than from a day working on the station. Sierra Robinson: Work Bee 1> + Engineering + Engineering...Work bee team would like to report exterior upgrades complete. Do you want us to remain on station for any additional visual checks? Dacia Sandero: ::Arrives at her quarters, heads to her sonic shower:: Sierra Robinson: + Work Bee 1 + Let's call it a day, you guys probably are thinking of some Pizza right now... We will test the hardware on the next EVA. Sound like a plan? Alexis McFarland: ::in her room with Miana and possibly Annisha, near a table with a plate of takoyaki and juice:: Jylliene: ::rolls her eyes slightly as she stands at the replicator, her back to Nijil:: What would you like for dinner? Nijil tr'Korjata: A salad? Tarisa: ::Signs off on the reports and leaves her office for the night. She glances around the lab a moment, before heading for the door.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Squeals in glee as she eats a taiyaki.:: Sierra Robinson: Work Bee 1> + Engineering + Pizza. No go.... You'd beat us to it. Copy on the orders.. We are heading back to the barn. mimipavilion: ::goes to her quarters and relaxes:: Jylliene: If that is what you'd like. Cptn d'Ka: ::passes it back::: It seems that Captain Kovar has something more than Regelian Musk beets. No report from Cdr Cayne? Alexis McFarland: ::smiles as it's still nice and hot:: Jylliene: ::selects the salads, adds a grilled fish for hers:: CdrBrown: ::enters his quarters and sees a mid-20th century ink pen from his desk on the floor:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes over to Jylliene :: Sure. You okay? Chirakis: ::swivels in her chair::: He should report soon. Jylliene: ::nods:: Of course. ::turns and hands him his plate, then gestures toward the table:: Sierra Robinson: + Work Bee 1 + Copy that. Enjoy your evening. :: notes the small group of Work Bees depart the top of the sensor array area for the maintenance and relaxes a bit after supervising their four hour EVA :: Chirakis: Chez Antonio? :::stands::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Meeting with those young people he found to investigate the ship :: CdrBrown: ::bends down to pick it up, his back crackling and popping as he extends his arms to the floor:: ooooooooohhhhhh.... ::stands back up:: that feels better. Cptn d'Ka: :::slight smirk::: He serves Sindar delicacies? Dacia Sandero: ::changes into something comfy after her shower, grabs some dinner by the couch after feeding her pug:: Scott Coleridge: ::finishing up reports in his office:: CdrBrown: ::grabs his civvies from his closet, and quickly changes:: Chirakis: He does. ::exits her office with d'Ka:: Lt Zan, you have the con. mimipavilion: ::Loxil brings Mimi a Rhian meal:: Loxil> Rough day. Chirakis: Zan> Aye, Captain. I have the con. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles, reading some holo-mangas:: Jylliene: ::sitting at the table:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::finishes her scan of the sensor node and drops it in the bin:: Tarisa: ::She goes for a walk after leaving the labs. She eventually grabs a TL to Engineering.:: Chirakis: ::pokes her head into Scott's office::: Commander Coleridge, would you like to join us for dinner? Tarisa: Miana> ::Reading as well.:: These are interesting. Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Um, sure. ::almost knocks over a stack of PADDs:: mimipavilion: ::to Loxil:: You could say that. ::begins eating her meal:: Chirakis: See you at Chez Antonio. Alexis McFarland: Yeah. This blue-haired girl is a ditz but I still like her anyway. CdrBrown: (((Chez Antonio twice in a day???))) Chirakis: (of course) Chirakis: (they have the best food) Alexis McFarland: (better than Blubby's twice a day) Jylliene: ((He's got a corner on the market here.)) CdrBrown: ((I heard someone was going to open a Bolian-Chinese fusion restaurant)) Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles.:: I was reading about a lady that had a dragon as a maid. Chirakis: :::steps into the lift with Cpt d'Ka::: Chez Antonio. Alexis McFarland: Ooh, I know that one. Cptn d'Ka: :::follows along, not exactly relaxed::: CdrBrown: ::exits his quarters and heads to the TL, waiting patiently for the next lift to arrive:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: And one of the characters is adorable. ::Shows.:: She is a dragon too. Sierra Robinson: :: enters her quarters from a day's work and is greeted by Bill the Cat, who makes his demands for food :: Oh...you were waiting for me....well I am hungry too.....:: walks over to replicator to select a menu based on an old Enterprise Officer for his cat :: Cptn d'Ka: ::whisper:: Kh’éile.... be vigilant. Tarisa: Miana> And her hair is white like mine. Alexis McFarland: That little one is cute. She looks familiar, Alexis McFarland: Mm CdrBrown: ::enters the now-arrived lift:: Drankums, please. Chirakis: ::the lift stops and the door opens as she nods:::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Has a takoyaki stick in her mouth. Looks up at Alexis.:: Hmm? Sierra Robinson: No...that is for you.....I need a bite to eat of something else.....:: walks over to her closet :: Alexis McFarland: Yeah, this guy in my manga surrounded by cute but ditzy girls... It reminds me of our holo-suite game. Alexis McFarland: ::shows:: Tarisa: Miana> Ooooh. Alexis McFarland: I like the witch girl the best though. Chirakis: ::leads the way to their booth, asking for three and calling for enlich'a::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Eating his salad :: He's sleeping well. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> You heard about the stinkfest on the Haradia? Tellarite> I heard....about something stinking. Although to be honest I always thought that ship to be a garbage scow. CdrBrown: ::exits the TL, and takes the nice, easy walk past a few vendors to Drankums:: mimipavilion: Loxil>Do I want to know? Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: downs his pitcher of beer at the bar and belches :: I'll never understand captains that don't use cargo liners.... mimipavilion: ::to Loxil:: Nope. Jylliene: Well, he's sleeping well for a few hours at a time. Jylliene: ::grins:: Cptn d'Ka: ::settles in to enjoy the enl’licdh’a ::: Jylliene: But at least it gives a little time to nap. mimipavilion: ::Loxil nods::Mimi finishes her meal:: This was excellent Loxil. Scott Coleridge: ::arrives at Chez Antonio and spots where Chirakis and d'Ka have sat:: Captains. Chirakis: :::waves Scott over::: CdrBrown: ::grabs a booth in the corner at Drankums and turns to the waitress:: the usual, please. Chirakis: Commander. ::nods::: Tarisa: Miana> Oh! I know that one! I saw the... what was it called....anime? ::Nods:: Yeah that's it. She yells EX-PLOSION! And then falls down. Scott Coleridge: ::sits down:: Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to her Cat in her " Civvies " and notes Bill is enjoying Feline Supplement 5 :: I think that was a Commander Data's creation....gland you like it. :: turns to her mirror and does a quick once over :: You behave.. I need some food. mimipavilion: Loxil> Thank you. Alexis McFarland: I saw that too! It was funny. Nijil tr'Korjata: As much as I love the station, it's too bad we are not on a planet for a while. Sierra Robinson: :: exits her quarters :: Cptn d'Ka: ::nods to Scott::: Commander, good to see you again. :::sips the enl’licdh’a ::: I must give you a tour of Missouri sometime. CdrBrown: ::his ale and cheese curds arrive:: Jylliene: It would be nice, true. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ocean air. :: stabs some greens and replicated chicken :: Scott Coleridge: Missouri is very big, that would take… oh, you mean your ship. Yes, I would like to see it. Alexis McFarland: The knight girl is good too... that was partly why I chose to be a knight in our game. Nijil tr'Korjata: I can't swim as good as I used to, or did as someone else. Tarisa: Miana> ::Tilts her head.:: Do you like getting hit too? I think she likes it a little too much... Cptn d'Ka: :::slight chuckle::: ....and allow you entrance to places aboard ship that are secure. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: notes the Drankum's label on the pitcher :: This place has outstanding beer. Makes doing business here worth my while. < Fat Tellarite > Speaking of business the Lord Whorfin is bringing in our next shipment...I expect no difficulty securing a berth. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Eats more :: How long does the station give you until expected back in duty? Chirakis: Antonio> May I take your orders? Alexis McFarland: Sometimes it's fun to get slimed. She does seem to be a glutton for punishment yes. Chirakis: Ah... the usual for me, and... ::looks to d'Ka:: CdrBrown: ::hears the Nausicaan and the Tellarite bellowing about... not able to see them around the corner, but able to hear their distinct vocal traits:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles:: Jylliene: Quite some time. I'll probably be stir-crazy by then, but one never knows. Jylliene: I was told to just keep them updated. Alexis McFarland: Hehe Nijil tr'Korjata: We should consider someone to watch D'Rynn when we need... and NOT Annisha. Cptn d'Ka: Hm... :::checking the menu::: The Regelian fish. Cptn d'Ka: :::passes the menu back and looks to Scott:: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> The Lord Whorfin may be an ugly vessel but it's captain is reliable, and discrete. And he uses cargo liners... Given the shipment...what 200 units....he had better! :: chortles :: Alexis McFarland: (lol) CdrBrown: ::pops another delicious cheese curd in his mouth, listening to the non-discrete Nausicaan carry on:: Scott Coleridge: I'll take the special and the Cressalian calamari as an appetizer. Sierra Robinson: :: strolls the commerce deck and takes a seat at a small cafe :: Chirakis: And another enl’licdh’a Antonio. Chirakis: Antonio> Very well. Jylliene: ::ponders that:: Some time to think about that, but I will start thinking. Chirakis: Antonio> To drink, Commander? Sierra Robinson: Fat Tellarite> Captain Bigboote assures me our transfer will be handled on time. The client says he needs that delivery on time for some sporting event. < Nausicaan > I should have known. :: belches :: His appetite for the product is ....well excessive. Finding the items are proving most difficult. CdrBrown: ::picks up his PADD, sifting through the headlines of the Federation News Dispatch:: Scott Coleridge: Just a tea, please. Nijil tr'Korjata: There's not many on the station, so the choices and interviews will be somewhat short. I could bring him to the engineering level... so many would watch him. Chirakis: Antonio> And tea.... ::nods and moves away::: Sierra Robinson: :: notes kids running along the commerce deck and families not minding that at all :: Alexis McFarland: ::lying on her cool floor, reading her mangas:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You know, we could go on the holodeck. Perhaps a beachside visit. Jylliene: Could. Jylliene: ::ponders that:: CdrBrown: ::sees an interesting headline:: "Catian Prime Minister Vacations on Risa as Heavy Rains Flood Kotarian Province" Oh, that's not good.... Cptn d'Ka: :::sipping his drink, relaxing in the chair:: Jylliene: Or a meadow. Soft grass, cool breezes. Tarisa: Miana> ::Continues reading as well.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Her tail slowly swishing back a forth.:: Chirakis: :::since they are sitting in a quiet area, she turns to Scott::: Commander, we might have more of a problem with Haradia than expected. The ship will not leave without a thorough investigation. Alexis McFarland: ::no tail, but moves her legs back and forth:: Chirakis: For now... we'll enjoy ourselves. CdrBrown: ::pops yet another cheese curd, washing it down with some of the ale:: Chirakis: Security is on watch undercover. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Elsewhere, Cayne is finalizing their plants to investigate :: Scott Coleridge: ::nods at Chirakis:: I saw the report. Very peculiar. Scott Coleridge: The captain's behaviour is quite enigmatic. Chirakis: Indeed it is. Sierra Robinson: Fat Tellarite> I will send a communique nonetheless to the Lord Whorfin, to make certain under no circumstance to dock without the cargo secure and sealed. If one container breaks, it will be our heads...well at least my head. mimipavilion: ::goes and changes out of her uniform and into something comfortable:: Sierra Robinson: :: sips her tea while viewing a scene from the Catian homeworld :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at Jylliene :: Jylliene: ::eating:: Chirakis: ::Leans back as their dinners are served:::: CdrBrown: Caitian News Network> "Rains continue to fall here at an alarming rate. Many areas have become difficult to traverse by foot. Thousands have been displaced by the mudslides, and no relief is in sight" ::images of soaked Caitians, their fur drenched, come on the screen:: Sierra Robinson: :: notes :: Geesh, glad my cat is not there right now.. :: picks up her PADD and jots a note to add to tomorrow's shift :: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: TBS is the next day - 0800 - 8 am. Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Comments or questions from the crew? Chirakis: A comment from me.. Chirakis: First, well done. Chirakis: Secondly, snow, sleet, freezing rain are headed your way from the south. Be careful. Chirakis: Otherwise... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel. Chirakis: I will be here a while. Thank you for 100% attendance.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |19 February 2021 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1700 hours (5:00 pm) Aegis Local. The tr’Korjata family is busy with their newborn, D’Rynn. Commander tr’Korjata may stay with his wife and daughter, Annisha, for a while. Medical personnel assist until Jylliene regains her strength. Commander Cayne is leading five security personnel who are posing as teenagers on a tour of the freighter Haradia. Their purpose is to find out why the Tellarite ship’s Captain Kovar was reluctant to allow them to tour and why the empty containers cause such a stench. According to Haradia’s captain, pirates seized the cargo. Lieutenant Dran and Lieutenant Robinson are collaborating in testing a new long-range sensor array that will increase range and detail.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 2/12/21 = /\ = /\= 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 = /\= TBS is 3 hours - the time is 1200 hours (12:00 pm) Aegis Local. Soon Midwatch will replace Morning watch. The Korjatas welcome the birth of their son, D’Rynn. Lt Dran is testing a new long range sensor setup. Lt Robinson is assisting. Drs Pavilion and Sandero came aboard to inspect the Haradia. Cptn Kovar says pirates seized their cargo. However, when someone aboard ship requested the inspection Captain Kovar protested. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Fletcher Jackson: ::readies to take over for OPS:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Still at home with D'Rynn and Jylliene :: CdrBrown: ::on CnC, sipping his coffee, preparing reports for watch change:: Chirakis: ::in her office, working as usual::: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay:: mimipavilion: ::in her medical office, finishing up her report::softly:: Tellarites I swear. Jylliene: ::still at home as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Preparing a lunch and a sufficient nutritional selection for D'Rynn...of Space formula :: mimipavilion: ::sends said report:: Tarisa: ::At her console on CnC.:: Sierra Robinson: :: enjoys a packed lunch in engineering :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Having lunch with Alexis.:: Chirakis: :::receives Mimi's report and reads through... stops...then rereads:::: Alexis McFarland: ::eating lunch with Miana:: CdrBrown: ::walks up to Jackson:: You about settled in? Alexis McFarland: ::looks over at Annisha:: How are you doing big sis? ::giggles:: Fletcher Jackson: :::looks around::: Oh.... hello Commander Brown. I'm... fine, sir. Ready to take over Ops. Annisha: Au are right I'm bigger. He's okay. Alexis McFarland: That's nice. Annisha: They have to baby him...ha. Tarisa: Miana> I want to see the baby... ::pouts.:: Alexis McFarland: Well, he is a baby. Annisha: Maybe I can bring him to school. Chirakis: :::from her office::: +Mimi+ Dr Pavilion, could you repeat the words of the Telerite captain. Alexis McFarland: Ooh nice... in two months. Tarisa: Miana> Babies can be used for show and tell? CdrBrown: ::chuckles, briefly:: excellent. Station operations report normal, all departments have sent their noon time reports in to the Captain.... no expected cargo operations for now, the Haradia is preparing to leave out tonight at 2200, and no ships due in until 0900 tomorrow Alexis McFarland: I brought my cat in once for show and tell. Alexis McFarland: ::eating some nuggets:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: In CnC :: Sierra Robinson: :: reads initial model runs on a theoretical model for power consumption to a proposed long range sensor upgrade while munching on her salad :: Fletcher Jackson: ::checks in and takes his place::: mimipavilion: +Chirakis+ That he was transporting delicacies... Rigelian musk beets. Alexis McFarland: Is he crying a lot? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Brings a selection of sandwiches to the table :: Oh my, a lot of seafood-based ones, well.... :: places them on the table :: Dacia Sandero: ::finishes up her reports on their inspection of the ship:: Annisha: A little bit. I just bang on the wall, but that doesn't work. Alexis McFarland: Doesn't that make it worse? Mommy said she used to give me a bottle of milk to stop me from crying. Jylliene: Maybe this one...::picks up one of the sandwiches:: Chirakis: :::closes the door to her office::: +Mimi+ Did Captain Kovar have a problem with you being there or asking questions? Annisha: I don't know what they did for me when I was little, but I'm sure I was angelic. Alexis McFarland: I'm sure you were... CdrBrown: ::sees Cayne standing around:: Cdr Cayne, how are you this afternoon? mimipavilion: +Chirakis+ He was agitated that I was there AND asking questions. Fletcher Jackson: ::sighs, remembering now that there is a lot of work to be done... and no donuts::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I know you don't have a context for my experience, but I wish they could see him. :: rubbing his cheek :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Oh, sorry Commander. Things are fine. Real fine. Quiet. Real quiet. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: CdrBrown: ::to Cayne:: disturbingly and yet refreshingly so. We are so used to the crisis of the day, we never get to enjoy the moments of peace out here on the frontier. Chirakis: +Mimi+ And yet, he was the one asking for someone to come aboard, correct? Nijil tr'Korjata: She asked me so many questions, though I thought I would come back as a mother and not a father. :: Nijil laughed :: mimipavilion: +Chirakis+ Yes ma'am. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I've not enjoyed the quiet. My job, for the most part, has always been waiting for the next thing. Jylliene: ::chuckles:: Jylliene: I'm glad you're here. I was worried that you might not make it back. Nijil tr'Korjata: It was only a few days here right? For me, I thought I missed it...him. Chirakis: +Mimi+ Did you notice anything besides that? :::sitting in her chair and pulling up data regarding the Haradia::: CdrBrown: ::nods:: I agree. always something happening tends to keep us on edge. Days like this are good to recharge the batteries so that you are ready to operate at peak performance when the next event happens. Nijil tr'Korjata: I learned a lot about wormhole physics. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: My battery was depleted long ago. Sierra Robinson: :: scrolls her screen to a another graphic featuring ODN load management to the long range sensor pallets currently in use and studies a model on potential loads to the entire network :: Jylliene: It was just a few days, yes. But still, we were aware that there was a malfunction, and... Jylliene: ::shrugs:: We just couldn't say for certain we'd get you back. mimipavilion: ::thinks for a moment:: +Chirakis+ No, Captain. Everything else checked was acceptable. Chirakis: ::pulling up data concerning said vessel and its captain::: CdrBrown: Time to hook it up to a jumper cable then. Myself and a couple of guys from science and engineering are meeting up for drinks at Drankums this evening. Come join us, we'll be holding court in the booth in the back for a few hours. Chirakis: ::leans back, reading::: +Mimi+ Thank you, Doctor. That is all. mimipavilion: ::closes the comm, leans back and exhales:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil started to say something, then paused a moment :: Their research station was housed in a large asteroid at the edge of the field. They had a misalignment due to an asteroid-quake between their jump here and before the jump back. Chirakis: ::reading through the dossier, considering several things::: Jylliene: ::nods:: Chirakis: +Cayne+ Commander Cayne, report to my office. The door is not locked. Nijil tr'Korjata: I had to be an optometrist for the micro-wormhole generator. Simply stated, the retina shifted and I need to fix the focus. I believe I fixed the problem for them. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: nods :: Hmm. +Chirakis+ On my way. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: logs off and heads to her office :: CdrBrown: ::hears Chirakis page for Cdr Cayne:: enjoy! ::steps back towards the center of CnC:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I should put MD at the end of my name. :: takes a drink of coffee :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Hmm, oh, can you have coffee again? Jylliene: I'd not go quite that far. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Enters her office :: Captain? CdrBrown: ::sees a few faces from the morning watch still hanging around:: Folks, if you have already made watch change with your relief, you are free to go! Annisha: So Alexis, au an only child? Jylliene: I always could. I just preferred tea. Chirakis: Secure the door and take a seat, Commander. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Yes, I am an only child. Alexis McFarland: Our cat was the newest addition to our family. Nijil tr'Korjata: Really, I remember you were off the stuff. Jylliene: Yes. I pulled myself off the stuff. Jylliene: ::grins:: Annisha: Tell me au did not name it Miana. Alexis McFarland: ::wraps her arms around Miana:: Miana, you're an only child too, right? No.. we named it Daria Nijil tr'Korjata: I will alert my parents to bring in a shipment from Stellis III. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods as she purrs a little.:: Yes, I am the only one. Jylliene: ::nods:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Secures door and sits down :: Chirakis: ::puts down her PADD::: Commander.... choose a few security.... Chirakis: I would say two or three... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Reaches for his padd of personnel :: Chirakis: They will look ordinary, not security...... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Do they need to be a specific species by chance? Nijil tr'Korjata: They, or at least Muuhi, were tickled we did not have a litter. I said one, maybe two, was enough. Chirakis: In fact, have them look like they are interested in seeing the inside of a transport ship like the Haradia. Sierra Robinson: :: packs her finished lunch away and places her bag in her secure work locker. Takes her seat near the large 3D Holographic Display of Aegis and resumes her work on cataloging what hardware is on hand for any future upgrades :: Chirakis: No specific species. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Ah, some engineering inclined security. Chirakis: However...... Chirakis: They will touch nothing and ask no questions unless Captain Kovar asks. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Alright. I am thinking of Gila at least. She's weapons-inclined. Chirakis: ::leaning back:: No weapons. Everything will be casual. Jylliene: I don't think I even like the thought of a litter right now. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Oh no no on weapons, but she is interested in weapon systems, so she could appear more interested than a pure security. Chirakis: Erase the thought of security, Commander. Alexis McFarland: ::Relaxing in her seat:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I had to find out about it, but I'm back here now. Chirakis: They are taking a tour of the ship and are interested in stepping aboard a freighter. Taking a tour of Aegis. Understood? Tarisa: Miana> ::Finishes her nuggies and starts sipping her juice.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I have some people in mind. Chirakis: Very casual. You are their escort, and you will not carry your weapon. :::glances at the weapon he always carries::: Chirakis: Good. Alexis McFarland: ::Drinks some juice as well:: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: enjoying a pitcher of beer in Drankum's while overviewing profits from a successful business venture :: Chirakis: And they will be very young.... at least they will look very young. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Well what could go wrong then? I have more than one weapon. This is the only particle weapon though. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: So you want young people interested in a freighter... Chirakis: Yes. They *look* like young people. Chirakis: And not any freighter. They are interested in the Haradia. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: rubs D'Rynn's head :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I have a selection in mind, when should they be ready to go? Chirakis: :::Leans forward::: The purpose of the “youngsters’” visit is to watch the expressions on the freighter's personnel and notice if there is anything out of the ordinary.... especially if any of the ship's personnel are suspicious. They are to report only to me. Chirakis: ASAP, Commander. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Right away then. Chirakis: Remember... young, casual, and interested in the ship. Chirakis: Exactly. That is all. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: laughs :: Not the three girls though. I'll draw people up within an hour. Chirakis: :::stands to escort him out::: Sierra Robinson: :: zooms in to the upper portions of AEGIS on her work station, and wondering what other hardware items will be needed for Lt. Dran's project..:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Captain... :: he then exits her office :: CdrBrown: ::looks up and sees Chirakis' office door open, and Cayne emerge:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: gets a beep on his padd :: Oh.. :: looks :: My parents are a bit over two days out. Chirakis: ::nods to Brown, then takes a glance at Fletcher::: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha w/ video+ Hey Annisha, my parents are two days out, so clean your room. CdrBrown: ::nods to Chirakis:: Annisha: +Nijil+ :: her image appears, but she uses a cat avatar :: Okay, I have time. Fletcher Jackson: ::working hard, focused on his work::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Messages the three people to meet him at the cafe :: Jylliene: Two days. Got it. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha+ Purrfect. Father out. Jylliene: ::glances at Nijil:: Chirakis: ::to Brown:: Anything new, Commander? Annisha: :: flips her comm closed :: Annisha: Grams are on the way. Fletcher Jackson: ::trying to keep donuts out of his mind::: Alexis McFarland: Ah nice. I remember her. Alexis McFarland: We visited their farm last time, I think CdrBrown: ::to Chirakis:: So far, no. watch change went off quietly, Haradia still reports they plan to depart at 2200.... the Gleamer coming from Europa station with parts is due in at 0900 tomorrow. Alexis McFarland: And then we crashed and I broke my leg. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: She had yummy food. Chirakis: :::nods:: Alexis McFarland: Yes she did. Jylliene: ::eats the sandwich:: Alexis McFarland: Hopefully she brings us some. Annisha: It better not be baby food. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: makes note of his next shipment, which would not arrive for a few more days. The cargo itself would be transferred to another freighter in Bajoran Space. :: Alexis McFarland: Yuck. Chirakis: ::checks the chrono on the wall and turns to Brown::: Have you had anything to eat recently, Commander? CdrBrown: ::checks his stomach:: no, not since breakfast Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Leaves CnC and heads to the cafe:: Chirakis: Then let us go to.... Chez Antonio's? CdrBrown: Sounds good to me. I heard they improved their chicken parm hero recipe. Sierra Robinson: :: taps her console to focus on reserve components such as ODN Cable, Nodes and others...what do they have on hand and what might they need to get things going :: Chirakis: Indeed they have. ::Looks around::: midwatch is working well. :::leads him to the command lift::: Chirakis: We'll ask Dr Pavilion if she will join us. CdrBrown: ::looks around, and since he hadn't given up the conn yet:: Fletcher, we are stepping out for lunch. You have the Conn. Fletcher Jackson: Aye, aye, sir. I have the Conn. CdrBrown: Hopefully she will join us. Chirakis: :::steps out of the lift and heads to Chez Antonio's::: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done. Chirakis: TBS will be until 5pm or 1700 hours Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander Brown? CdrBrown: Folks, another great sim. Love the character development that our environment offers. Chirakis: As do I. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Nijil tr'Korjata: I am just happy I can keep my numerous characters straight. mimipavilion: lol Chirakis: :::chuckle::: Me, too. Chirakis: Anyone else? Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don't forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |12 February 2021 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 TBS is 3 hours - the time is 1200 hours (12:00 pm) Aegis Local. Personnel are moving smoothly through the station. Within the hour, Midwatch will replace Morning watch. The Korjata family has welcomed the birth of their son, D’Rynn. Lt Dran is testing a new long range sensor setup to increase range and detail. Lt Robinson is assisting. At the request of Haradia’s captain, Drs Pavilion and Sandero came aboard to inspect the ship with a security escort. Supposedly, pirates seized a cargo of Rigelian musk beets, a delicacy. However, when the ship requested the inspection the captain protested.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 2/5/21 = /\ = = /\= 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 = /\= TBS is 0 - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local. Everything is moving smoothly throughout the station. The tr’Korjata family has a new child, D'Rynn. Science is working on computer sensor processing. Dr Pavilion requests a medical inspection of the ship Haradia. New personnel are aboard, one with exceptional expertise. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Jylliene: ::in quarters:: Sierra Robinson: :: in engineering :: Chirakis: ::in her office with Lt Calestorm:: Dacia Sandero: ::working in medbay, reading over the report:: mimipavilion: ::looking over the report:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::looking over station power specs as she walks the corridors:: Alexis McFarland: ::eating breakfast in the kitchen:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: looks weary :: Any sleep for you? Dacia Sandero: Interesting.. CdrBrown: ::at his post on the CnC:: mimipavilion: Very. Jylliene: Some, here and there. Jylliene: ::sipping tea:: Jylliene: Have some breakfast. it'll help. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at D'Rynn :: Nijil tr'Korjata: We need to consider a caregiver for him... Jylliene: We don't need to consider it right this moment. ::chuckles:: mimipavilion: Let's get a couple tricorders and a couple sample kits just in case. Dacia Sandero: Yeah let's do it. Chirakis: ::in her office::: That will be all, Lieutenant Calestorm. Dismissed. mimipavilion: ::nods and goes and gets the equipment:: Dacia Sandero: :gets her equipment she needs as well:: Chirakis: Calestorm> Aye, aye, ma'am. :::sharp turn and exits:::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters main engineering:: mimipavilion: ::has her equipment:: Got your things Dacia? Nijil tr'Korjata: Are your parents coming? Dacia Sandero: Yeah, I got what I need. Dacia Sandero: ::follows along:: Chirakis: :::after finishing her report, she puts it aside and exits her office::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: opens a box to a mobile for his bassinet :: Jylliene: In a bit, yes. A few weeks from now. Sierra Robinson: :: Spots Lt. Dran entering :: Hello Lieutenant, anything I can help you with? :: said from her workstation :: Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes. I am planning a test of a new sensor set up and I want to make sure the power grid and computers can handle it. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: puts a blanket over a sleeping Annisha :: Chirakis: ::slow approach to Brown::: Report, Commander. Jylliene: Transport isn't as regular from out that way. Sierra Robinson: Oh Goodie. Is this an external or internal system? :: stands from her workstation and walks over to the Large 3d Holographic display :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::staying behind to take care of those in need::: CdrBrown: ::sees the approaching Captain:: Dr. Pavilion is preparing to head over to the Haradia to perform a medical inspection that was requested by the ship. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::joins her at the display:: External. mimipavilion: ::nods and leads:: +Security+ Pavilion to Security. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, hold on. ::Gets the holo-camera, snaps a photo:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Mmm, can I get you two anything? CdrBrown: ::quietly to Chirakis:: the ship reported a very bad smell in one of their cargo holds. I advised the doctor to take a couple of security officers with her, to be safe. Alexis McFarland: ::eating some yummy breakfast, watching some holo-vids on her PADD:: Sierra Robinson: Is this a relatively short range system, or meant to survey vast distances? Chirakis: :::quirks a brow::: So... more bad smells aboard. Security should be on guard with the doctors. Jylliene: Second cup of tea, perhaps. This one is just about done. Tae'Lynn Dran: I am wanting to increase range and detail. mimipavilion: ::has a feeling the rest of the station doesn't like medical personnel:: +Security+ Pavilion to Security. Sierra Robinson: Any guess on power requirements? Scott Coleridge: $ Captain Kovar> ::pacing on the cargo deck of the Haradia:: Jack. Should have known it would be Jack. Last time I take on crew just because they're family. CdrBrown: Yes, just in case it is something unsavory. Tae'Lynn Dran: Power requirements would be "until something starts smoking". ::grin:: Chirakis: Security>+Security here.+ Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> ::is a Tellarite:: Not even sure what Ryleesa saw in a human in the first place. ::squeezes his PADD to the point that it might break, clearly very upset, or nervous:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Though I do want to avoid melting any valuable systems. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: gets his e'lev more tea :: when can you start a baby on tea? Jylliene: Not this early. Jylliene: ::grins:: mimipavilion: +Security+ I need a couple of security officers as a precaution as I'm doing a medical inspection aboard the Haradia. Amanda Davis PhD: ::making the rounds:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Decaf if nothing else. Tae'Lynn Dran: What I want to try is increasing power to the sensor pallets in turn. I believe we can rotate through three of the long range sensor pallets without damage. Jylliene: ::nods:: Sierra Robinson: I see. Well, in light of recent events with the Chief Engineer, we have a better understanding of how much power we can generate from the main reactors. :: listens :: you are going to use existing hardware? Chirakis: Security> +Aye, ma'am. On the way. mimipavilion: +Security+ Thank you. Tae'Lynn Dran: That would be preferred. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: strokes D'Rynn's cheek :: Jylliene: ::sips the tea:: mimipavilion: $::arrives where the Haradia is docked:: Chirakis: Security> ::sends eight to the Haradia as a precaution:: Dacia Sandero: $::checks her gear, arrives not far behind Mimi:: Nijil tr'Korjata: This must beat operations. Tae'Lynn Dran: How much of a power increase will the grid handle? Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her breakfast and heads back into her room:: mimipavilion: $::sees the eight security officers and thinks 'ok then' and proceeds through the docking port:: CdrBrown: ::notes that the medical and security team has crossed the threshold on to the Haradia:: Jylliene: Well, it is a bit different, certainly. Jylliene: ::grins:: Sierra Robinson: The question is, is the straw big enough for your demands....:: highlights a line from the reactor to an existing sensor pallet on the 3d display :: Once we get an idea of how much you need, I can tell you if the grid can handle it. However I am too concerned at the moment...Unless you are going to turn Aegis into some sort of high energy weapon. Jylliene: I'll definitely accept the break. CdrBrown: ::Chirakis:: the team has boarded the Haradia. Nijil tr'Korjata: Could he rest on the console? Chirakis: :::standing by Brown as she pages through the latest information::: Tae'Lynn Dran: High energy weapon, no that's on next month's agenda. Chirakis: :::nods to Brown::: Understood. Jylliene: No. Jylliene: I don't think having him up in CnC would be advisable. Sierra Robinson: :: smiles :: I just need some estimates on power consumption and rate of transfer and I can get you Yes or No....Then when the Chief returns from paternity leave.....he can sign off on it. Nijil tr'Korjata: Just in case it works, I've replicated the murmur of a warp core. They would enjoy seeing him no doubt. Tae'Lynn Dran: There are parts of the subspace sensor array that can handle about as much power as you can give them. Other sensors are a little more finely calibrated and an increase in power would only reduce resolution. Chirakis: :::deep breath, curious::: Why would the Haradia bring anything like that aboard. The ship has been used for several years, and they are careful with their cargo. Chirakis: It doesn't make sense. Dacia Sandero: ::looks up at the docking port:: Ready when you are. Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> ::informed the Starfleet officers have boarded, straightens up as he awaits them in the main cargo hold:: Mimi Pavilion: $::comes across a small group of Haradia personnel:: Hi, I'm Dr Mimi Pavilion of Sky Harbor Aegis, this is Dr Dacia Sandero and some of our security personnel. I'm looking for Captain Kovar. Tae'Lynn Dran: I guess we need to test the components. Nijil tr'Korjata: When's his next appointment? Jylliene: Two days from now. Tae'Lynn Dran: The sensors I'm interested in are rated to handle a 10% increase in power from current standard allotment. I'm looking at increasing that to 20 or perhaps even 30% for a short burst. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Sierra Robinson: Oh you are using the subspace sensor array. Well in that case, ::uses 3 D holo display and zooms in on more lines:: You've got ample capacity. Subspace anomalies studies seemed to be a high priority when this station was built. I think you'll be fine. Chirakis: $ Crewman Jackest> The captain is at the main cargo hold, ma'am. Jylliene: Other than tired, how are you feeling? mimipavilion: $::to the crewman:: Mind taking us there. Chirakis: $Jackest> ::to Mimi:: Best put something over your nose, ma'am, and follow me. mimipavilion: $::nods:: That bad uh. ::to her team:: masks on. Nijil tr'Korjata: Relived... Watching it all was...wonderful and weird. Maybe that's just what a father experiences. Tae'Lynn Dran: Will shifting the power from one sensor to another cause any problems? Dacia Sandero: $ THat's what I heard ::puts on a breather mask:: Chirakis: $Jackest> :::leads them to the main cargo hold::: Captain Kovar, sir. Dr Pavilion is here to see you. ::coughs a bit::: mimipavilion: $::extends her hand:: Captain Kovar. Jylliene: Wonderful and weird are not inaccurate. Chirakis: $ Jackest> ::begins to sneeze::: Scott Coleridge: $::Kovar:: Dr. Pavilion. ::shakes her hand:: Scott Coleridge: $ I must protest this inspection. We have a schedule to keep. Sierra Robinson: Quite certain the grid can handle it, I would be more concerned about how the actual hardware of the sensors. You'd want to be gentle on the power ups. Nijil tr'Korjata: How about you? I mean.. Chirakis: $Jackest> ::to Kovar:: Permission to return to duty, sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: You've been with him the longest. Jylliene: Wonderful, weird, worried. Nijil tr'Korjata: It's just ears. mimipavilion: $::looks at Kovar:: I'm well aware that you have a schedule to keep. But I'm sure you don't want the odor to remain and having it affect your crew, correct. Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar>::Jackest:: Go. Chirakis: $Jackest> Aye, aye, sir. Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> ::Mimi:: Let's just get this over with. ::shifts uneasily:: mimipavilion: $::nods and follows:: Sierra Robinson: Cat> :: slowly wanders next to Sierra as if wanting attention :: mimipavilion: $::notes the nervous behavior:: Dacia Sandero: $ ::follows as well:: Tae'Lynn Dran: That is a possible problem. Nijil tr'Korjata: I feel like I've abandoned the station. :: Looks around :: Jylliene: Engineer through and through, Chirakis: :::still next to Brown, deep in thought:: Sierra Robinson: Again, you'd want to be gentle with things at first...We don't want to.....:: notes cat and picks it up...the Orange Tabby appears docile:: ...accidently discover an array that needs replacing. CdrBrown: ::looks over at Chirakis:: everything ok, Capt? Nijil tr'Korjata: I spent an hour adjusting his bed... :: Shakes his head :: mimipavilion: $::scanning along the way:: Sierra Robinson: Sorry ...Caught this bugger eating some ODN wires...earlier in the day....in the cargo bay area. Jylliene: He will have the most well-adjusted bed on the station. Tae'Lynn Dran: Sounds like I need to stress test some components. Tae'Lynn Dran: Does it have a name yet? Chirakis: I suppose we shall see, Commander. However, I doubt there is anything deadly aboard, and I doubt that what is on the Haradia - is dangerous. ::sigh:: But it's best to be cautious. Sierra Robinson: It was found at junction B11...it is boy...I figure...Bill. Dacia Sandero: $::scans the area:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Ah, well. Nice to meet you Bill. CdrBrown: ::nods:: agree. My gut just isn't sitting right with this bad smell. No livestock on the manifest. Sierra Robinson: Would you like me to see if I can... attempt to put in a request for replacement Subspace Arrays. I realize it is a longshot...but....Never hurts to have some spares. Chirakis: :slight grin::: True. However, livestock are not the only things that smell. Sierra Robinson: :: doesn't mention the installation time of course :: Scott Coleridge: $ACTION> Scans reveal several crates emitting noxious-smelling but harmless fumes. Chirakis: The Gremlins, for instance. Horrible smell. CdrBrown: So, what smells bad enough for the crew to request a medical evaluation of the hold? Sierra Robinson: Can I ask you a question Lieutenant Dran? mimipavilion: $::walks over to a stack of crates that are emitting the noxious-smelling fumes:: Hmmmm.... Tae'Lynn Dran: A question. Okay. Chirakis: That is for the doctor to decide. Dacia Sandero: Is it coming from over here? mimipavilion: $::to Kovar:: What's in these crates right here? Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> Nothing. They are empty. Chirakis: :::she steps away:: Carry on, Commander. :::begins to pace through CnC::: Dacia Sandero: $ Hm Sierra Robinson: The alien plant vines we have onboard in the lower decks. Do I need to worry about a mass pollination event from them? I'd rather not get sick again.... Dacia Sandero: $ ::keeps scanning:: CdrBrown: ::returns his focus on the ops console:: yes ma'am. mimipavilion: $::scans the containers for any remnants, before moving on:: Tae'Lynn Dran: It's possible. We're watching their biological cycles. Eventually we'll have any seasonal patterns mapped out. Chirakis: :::occasionally stops to talk to personnel in CnC::: Scott Coleridge: $ ACTION>::Mimi's scans read the containers now as being full of self-sealing stem bolts, and do not register a smell, even though it is still obviously in the air:: Tae'Lynn Dran: I've wondered if there's a design flaw in the station's air circulation system. It's a rather amazing little containment there is between sections. Tae'Lynn Dran: But if we can map out their seasons then we can try to seal off those sections during the blooms. mimipavilion: $::shocked at what she's seeing:: You say there's nothing in the crates, but I'm registering it being full of self-sealing stem bolts and the smell still lingers. Care to explain Captain. Sierra Robinson: I see. :: frowns a bit :: Well we have upgraded quite a bit of equipment to....tolerate the plants. But if they do some crazy pollen burst...I'm booking a shuttle back to earth! Nijil tr'Korjata: You know, Annisha said she had something for us, but would not tell me. Sierra Robinson: If you can leave a PADD with your proposals, I believe Commander Korjata could sign off on your project a bit quicker. ::smiles:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Have you seen medical about it? Nijil tr'Korjata: Let me know if you wish me to take him. :: Sits down :: Jylliene: Looking forward to discovering it. CdrBrown: ((::chanting:: what's in the box?? what's in the box??)) Tae'Lynn Dran: ::hands over a PADD:: Figured you would ask. Jylliene: You may take him for a while. You are his father, after all. Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> ::swears in Tellarite:: I thought... oh, it's no use. ::stalks over and throws open the crates, revealing that they are in fact empty, although it's clear they once contained something rotting remnants of food material remain:: Jylliene: ::chuckles, hands him over to Nijil:: Sierra Robinson: I had a rather violent reaction when the first wave of plants arrived...I was hospitalized. :: takes PADD :: Thanks. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: smells something nasty :: ugh, my turn... :: Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> I was transporting... delicacies. I didn't want anyone to know, not even my crew. So I installed a device to create false readings. But we were waylaid on the way here by pirates who seemed to know what we were carrying. Dacia Sandero: $Is that what the smell is? Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> Rigelian musk beets. Scott Coleridge: $ Kovar> ::doesn't mention they are illegal on most Federation worlds, hoping they don't know that:: mimipavilion: $::sees that they're empty and scans it:: Yep those will cause a stink. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: TBS is 3 hours... to noon or 12:00. Chirakis: Words 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.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |5 February 2021 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 TBS is 0 - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local. For the last two weeks, everything has moved smoothly throughout the station. The tr’Korjata family is startled at the premature birth of their son, D’Rynn. Science is calculating power requirements for increased computer sensor processing. Dr Pavilion has requested a medical inspection from the cargo vessel Haradia. New personnel have come aboard Aegis: some fresh from the academy, some fairly knowledgeable, and one officer whose expertise goes beyond the norm.

13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 TBS is 3 days - the time is 0700 hours (7:00 am) Aegis Local. Another three days have passed and Aegis personnel wonder if this normalcy will continue. USS Missouri and USS Iowa fleets are still monitoring the area. Undercover security personnel listening for intel. Information is passed to Kirel, then to Rendezvous October and SF Command. Otherwise, everything is normal. Perhaps too normal. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Jylliene: ::in quarters:: CdrBrown: ::on the CT, enjoying his 3rd mug of black coffee of his watch:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Making his way to the CnC :: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Dacia Sandero: ::working in medical:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::running sensor calibration on the CnC:: Calestorm: ::exits TL and enters command deck/CnC:: Chirakis: :::exits the lift next to the Korjata quarters and presses the bell:: Alexis McFarland: ::in bed, asleep:: Calestorm: ::furtively takes in area:: Sierra Robinson: :: sipping coffee bright and early in the morning at engineering..looking at Atmospheric levels again given the alien plant presence :: Jylliene: ::hears:: Enter ::calls out:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the door, what has Annisha done now? :: Jylliene: ::reclined on the couch:: Jylliene: ::holding bundle:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Sleeping peacefully.:: Scott Coleridge: ::in his office, drinking a cup of tea and reviewing his plans for the day:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: puts on his cool new hat someone gave him and heads off to....where.....somewhere kids go :: Calestorm: ::locates crewman at SEC/console:: Tarisa: ::Arrives on CnC, moves towards SCI.: Jylliene: Nijil, can you check the door? I'm not sure whomever heard me. Dacia Sandero: ::drinking some tea as she goes over some reports:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods, looking at the two of them :: CdrBrown: ::notices the new arrivals on the CnC, nods to each of them as they make their presences known:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes to the door and opens it :: Hello? Calestorm: ::hands security disk from night watch to crewman, speaks in low tones:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::watching the system page through sensor test patterns:: Tarisa: ::Greets Brown as she passes.:: Chirakis: ::nods::: Commander Korjata. If this is not a good time, I can come another time and allow you more rest. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan > :: arrives at Drankum's ridiculously early in the morning. But he is in a very good mood...:: Annisha: :: Blurry eyed, Annisha walks out of her room :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh it's fine Captain, come in. Chirakis: ::small crystal box in her hand::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Enters the lift :: Calestorm: ::turns to leave, ::nods pleasantly @ Cdr Brown, Tarisa, etc:: Alexis McFarland: ::sleeping, wants to see Annisha's new brother or sister one day:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Turns to Jylliene, now holding the new arrival :: Chirakis: ::enters:: CdrBrown: ::mouth full of coffee, raises his mug and nods:: Jylliene: Captain ::smiles:: Chirakis: 'Tis a wonderful thing, the newborn. Jylliene: He is indeed. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking calibrations as the sensors run through standard benchmark celestial objects:: Sierra Robinson: Crewman> Lt, here are the morning stats.... We are a bit down in efficiency on pump three.... we are checking for any sensor error. Sierra Robinson: :: looks at report :: Scrubbers. They are still getting a workout it appears. I will order some more filtration parts.....but it looks like we are still in the green. good job. Jylliene: ::pulls back the blanket a bit more for her to see him:: Nijil tr'Korjata: He was early, but that was expected. Calestorm: ::before exiting/entering lift, casts a look about command area::.....::mutters::...things we leave behind... Chirakis: :::keeping her distance, she kneels::: Extraordinary. Sierra Robinson: :: is hoping that Nijil was able to have a good night sleep with the little one...but ..perhaps that is a far fetched idea :: Chirakis: Have you named him? Nijil tr'Korjata: Kept us up..typical. :: waves Annisha in :: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: orders his Pitcher and checks out his PADD which is the source of his happiness at the moment :: Jylliene: We have. D'Rynn. Annisha: :: Walks to the four of them :: Au can't pin this on me. Chirakis: And excellent choice. :::notices Annisha::: Annisha: Cap'n. Chirakis: Ms Korjata. Tarisa: ::Ear twitches as she looks over to the lift. But then moves over to SCI. Looks to Dran.:: Hello. How are calibrations going? Annisha: :: Lines up, considers D'Rynn closely :: Calestorm: ::alone in Lift:: Deck (quarters)! ::sags slightly and runs hand across face:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Has my ears. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Goes lazily to his terminal :: CdrBrown: ::looks about the CnC and sees everyone settling in:: Good Morning team. Putting the 0800 report together, make sure to submit your morning reports so that the Capt and XO can have their info in a timely manner. Anything unusual going on? Chirakis: Perhaps you should hold what I have brought to D'Rynn. :::holding up a small box with an exquisitely carved green stone inside, similar to the one Annisha has::: Tae'Lynn Dran: Boring, which is usually best for this. Sierra Robinson: :: thinks the supplier at Starfleet is going nuts with all the environmental parts being ordered but certain things are on the station that are not supposed to be there :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Takes the box :: Tarisa: ::Nods with a smile.:: Jylliene: He probably is just a bit young for that yet. ::grin:: Thank you, Captain. Scott Coleridge: ::finishes reviewing his schedule and finishes his cup of tea:: Annisha: :: Looks a the box :: Scott Coleridge: ::just happy for once that there aren't 5 different "urgent" situations he has to keep tabs on:: Chirakis: It comes from deep within a cavern that no longer exists. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: up and early having had his donuts and his desert :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Given his hybrid nature, we are fortunate the doctors were able to compensate for any inter-species differences. Tarisa: ::Finishing her report on the AUX SCI console, and sends it.:: Jylliene: ::listens intently:: Chirakis: ::Hands her the box::: Handle it carefully, and keep it well until he can use it as you use yours. CdrBrown: ::sends the note to the various dept heads to have their morning reports in:: mimipavilion: ::going through the reports that were given to her from the night shift:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Sensors all within specs. Think I'll review some of the data and see if we can fine tune the system somewhere or another. Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to the 3D holographic display of Aegis, giving it a good look over and taking notes :: CdrBrown: ::sees Tarisa's report:: Thank you, Tarisa. Calestorm: Taking lift to deck> ::still muttering:: join Starfleet. See the Universe. End up 100 years in your future. Am I too old for this weirdness? Tarisa: You are welcome. Annisha: :: Stares at D'Rynn :: Chirakis: ::Annisha's stone begins to light up::: mimipavilion: ::spots the message from Brian::mutters:: Thanks for the reminder. ::compiles her report and sends it:: Tarisa: ::Looks to Dran.:: Feel free to ask engineering if you need help. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: tips the waiter for bringing his morning pitcher of brew, which surprises her and resumes his work on his manifests :: Jylliene: ::glancing between Annisha, the stone, and D'Rynn:: CdrBrown: ::to Tarisa:: we haven't had normal here in so long, its good to just need to do the regular morning update instead of every hour like we seem to usually need to. Calestorm: Turbolift> ::civilian workers enter, Cale clams up:: Nijil tr'Korjata: There is a science behind it, naturally. Chirakis: ::slowly stands::: You are greatly blessed with this child commanders. Teach him well. And now, if you will excuse me::: slight bow::: Tae'Lynn Dran: I might need it. Jylliene: Of course, Captain. Thank you again. Tarisa: ::Smiles at Brown.:: That was rather tedious. Annisha: :: Looks down at her stone hanging from her neck :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Jolan tru captain. Station in order? Sierra Robinson: :: sips coffee and returns to her workstation and receives a report from a crewman:: CdrBrown: ::Tarisa:: at least the owner of my favorite bar wasn't trying to lay siege to the station this time. That was a fun one... Tarisa: ::To Dran.:: I would recommend Ms. Robinson. She seems rather eager to help with what she can. mimipavilion: ( lol Brian) Tarisa: ::Curious look to Brown.:: The bar owner? Chirakis: ::turns slowly and exits, then moves to the lift::: CnC Sierra Robinson: :: looks at the holo image :: Not again.. what is it with the local wildlife... Tae'Lynn Dran: ::calculating power requirements for increased computer processing for the sensors:: Jylliene: ::looks at Nijil:: How are you feeling? CdrBrown: ::smirks:: A long story, and looking back at it, a seemingly ridiculous time... Nijil tr'Korjata: Tired, relieved. :: Sits with them both :: Time went by so fast. More importantly, how are you doing? CdrBrown: ::finalizes the combined status report for the Captain's morning briefing, and loads it on to a PADD:: Jylliene: Not bad. The pain relievers have helped. Sierra Robinson: + Scott Coleridge + Engineering to Commander Coleridge... Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ Go ahead, Lieutenant. Nijil tr'Korjata: At least there was not a lot of pomp and circumstance around the birth. Would be on Romulus. Jylliene: Thank the elements for that, then. Chirakis: ::exits to CnC, stops to check the area, then steps down::: Report, Commander Brown. Jylliene: Are there any ceremonies that you do want to hold? CdrBrown: ::hands Kirel the PADD:: Morning, Captain. All seems to be in order, and another abnormally normal day so far. Sensors are quiet, save for the scheduled deliveries and regular traffic in the sector Nijil tr'Korjata: My incoming parents will do, something.. Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + It is with regret I must inform you that we have critters nibbling on ODN lines on deck 51....in the cargo bay areas.....I'm looking at the initial call out report.. We will fix the damage..but as for the little buggers....Figured you should know. Jylliene: ::nods:: They're not expected for another few days, aren't they? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::relays the data to her padd and logs out of the console:: Chirakis: ::takes the PADD and thumbs through it::: Hopefully this is not a precursor to something we don't want to deal with. ::wry grin and hands it back::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I just sent the message, and they replied they will be here on the cargo ship. Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ "Critters"? Jylliene: Hm. Wish I could recall when that was expected in. Calestorm: ::exits TL onto Promenade:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::steps towards the TL:: CdrBrown: ::smirks, taking the PADD back:: if it is interdimensional ghosts, I'm out... Annisha: :: Sits next to Jy, looking at D'Rynn :: Calestorm: (Interdimensional ghosts are SO fun tho...) Chirakis: ::slight chuckle::: Have you received any new personnel? Chirakis: (I'll bet) Nijil tr'Korjata: I think the news diverted them, so they were not scheduled. CdrBrown: (first they start by moving things, just a little bit to inconvenience you...) Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + We get taught to look for signs of certain life forms that have a ....liking to Federation Optical Data Network Cabling.. Could be a number of suspects. The Earth Rat, The Andorian Ice Shrew, the Bajoran Mabba...Cardassian Vole... Jylliene: ::smiles at Annisha:: What do you think? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking up new arrivals, does not recognize the name D'Rynn :: Calestorm: ::nods to fellow SEC types, begins her own patrol route:: CdrBrown: First of three scheduled rotations in/out completed last night. total swap out this week is expected to be 65 off and 71 on. Annisha: :: Looks at the baby, then at her mom :: He's got our ears... does he have any spots? CdrBrown: ::grabs the roster:: Looking for anyone specifically? Calestorm: ::slowly, deliberately walks, eyes taking all in:: Jylliene: Not that I've noticed. Chirakis: ::thinking::: Yes. Send Lt Calestorm to my office. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters one of the service areas outside sensor pallet A12:: mimipavilion: ::comes across a request for medical inspection:: +CnC+ Pavilion to CnC Scott Coleridge: ::taps his fingers against his desk:: +Robinson+ I appreciate you informing me of the situation when you first heard of it. But, Lieutenant, I also appreciate precision. ::sits up straight in his chair:: This station has already seen its share of invasive species for a year. You will personally take an engineering team to investigate and contain this situation. I do not want the next report that crosses my desk to say that your "critters" have spread to other parts of Aegis. Calestorm: (.....you can't prove a thing!) CdrBrown: Yes ma'am. will do Annisha: Really? Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Thank you sir...Robinson out. Annisha: Maybe they will come in later. Oh oh, can he take a host? Chirakis: The door will be open. Jylliene: He seems to have taken the Romulan genes predominantly. Jylliene: Probably not. CdrBrown: ::taps in a few commands and a soothing and welcoming female voice comes over the comms:: +Lt Calestorm+ LT Calestorm, please report to the CnC Jylliene: Medical exams could determine that for certain later, but I would presume not. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh.. +Robinson+ Korjata to Robinson. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::taking stock of the sensors and what more she can physically pull from them:: CdrBrown: aye, will do. Calestorm: ::stops, automatically glances *up*:: Annisha: :: Touches his head with her finger :: mimipavilion: +CnC+ Pavilion to CnC Annisha: It's...squishy Calestorm: +Hooker+ TeeJay, its Cale. Take my route will ya? Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Lt Robinson here...Good Morning sir.. CdrBrown: +Pavilion+ Go Ahead, Doctor. mimipavilion: +Brian+ I just want to confirm that there was a request for a medical inspection from the cargo vessel Haradia. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I will be out for some days...or more. Commander Kital, Jylliene...we had our baby. Chirakis: :::swivels her chair to the information she has:::: Calestorm: +CnC+ Calestorm, on my way.... Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Awwwh congratulations.... Sierra Robinson: :: at least something is going right this morning :: CdrBrown: +Pavilion+ Yes, Mimi. They requested for 0900, sooner if you can mimipavilion: +Brian+ Ok thanks. Did they request anything special, like equipment wise or such? Chirakis: ::Paging through her dossier ::: Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Boy or Girl ? Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ Boy, D'Rynn. Very healthy, but naughty keeping his parents up at night. CdrBrown: +Pavilion+ Not that is written on the request. I can follow up with them or patch you through to their skipper. Calestorm: ::re-exits from original arrival Lift onto CnC:: Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Congrats...I will keep the seat warm up here so don't worry. Things are awfully quiet at the moment. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::considering a pulse cycle sensor set up to get more out of the sensors without blowing the whole system:: mimipavilion: +Brian+ Follow up and get back to me. Thanks. CdrBrown: +Mimi+ will do. Chirakis: :::her door is open:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I'll ready the daily reports when I can. CdrBrown: ::sees the new arrival, Calestorm, step on to the CnC:: Lt, the Captain will see you... ::motions to her open door:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::jots down a few more notes on the current sensor infrastructure:: Annisha: :: Annisha, also not sleeping well last night, dozes off leaning against her mother's shoulder :: Calestorm: ::clears throat:: thank you, Sir ::Brown:: Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Aye sir... Take care....I'll let you know if something comes up CdrBrown: +Haradia+ Aegis control to Cargo Vessel Haradia... Calestorm: ::moves to office entry:: CdrBrown: ::nods and smiles at Calestorm:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::head out of the access tunnel:: Chirakis: ::relaxing in her chair::: Enter, Lieutenant. Close the door and take a seat. Jylliene: I wonder if we can get some active noise cancelling modifications in Annisha's room. Calestorm: ::Chirakis:: Captain, if this is regarding the arrival shuttle flyby...::shuts door:: Nijil tr'Korjata: So she can sleep or not wake D'Rynn? Jylliene: So she can sleep. Nijil tr'Korjata: I can install a dampener that flexes the walls. Chirakis: ::looking up::: No shuttle flyby of which I am aware. :::waves her into a seat::: Calestorm: ::briefly shuts eyes before turning and taking offered seat:: CdrBrown: Haradia> +Aegis+ Go ahead Aegis Control. Chirakis: ::Leans forward, relaxed:: Tell me, Lieutenant. What brings you to Aegis? Calestorm: ::subconsciously takes in appearance of commanding officer:: Calestorm: ::tells, tics etc:: CdrBrown: +Haradia+ Our medical staff wanted to confirm if there was any specific equipment needed for the medical inspection, or what the nature of the inspection is, so they can best prepare. Nijil tr'Korjata: Do you want to sleep? Nijil tr'Korjata: Or can't you move. :: nodding to Annisha :: CdrBrown: Haradia> +Aegis+ Control, I am sending a list over, and a description of what we would like looked at. Please, send team as soon as you can. Haradia Out. Jylliene: ::chuckles:: I'd happily hand him off for a little bit, but Annisha seems comfortable. Chirakis: Be more specific, Lieutenant. Your dossier is very interesting. I want to hear it from you - why you are here, what you want to do here. Alexis McFarland: ::sitting up in bed, reading her PADD:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Bends down and gives Jy a kiss :: Something to drink then? CdrBrown: ::receives the more detailed request, and forwards it on the Mimi:: Jylliene: Tea? Calestorm: ::posture goes from stiff-backed to more relaxed:: CdrBrown: +Mimi+ Doctor Pavilion, sending their more detailed request and description..... Chirakis: :::relaxed in her chair, more curious::: Calestorm: ::Chirakis:: Erm. Sir? Me? I just... CdrBrown: +Mimi+ They make mention of a strong, and bad smell in their cargo area. Chirakis: Allow me, then.... Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure. :: goes to the replicator, but turns to go to the kitchen :: Real tea... mimipavilion: ::receives the detailed request and description:: +Brian+ I just received and noticed the reference. CdrBrown: +Mimi+ I advise you take a couple of security officers with you, just incase that smell is something more than just a smell. Chirakis: You are an exemplary pilot, security officer, helmsman, curious, and competent. Probably the most interesting person who has come to this area of the galaxy... which... I must say... is not exactly the best place to be. mimipavilion: +Brian+ Understood. Pavilion out. Calestorm: ::embarrassed? Uncomfortable? gaze pinpoints on something only she is seeing:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: brings Jy the tea :: Jylliene: Thank you. CdrBrown: ::turns to Tarisa:: remember how I said it was abnormally normal??? Calestorm: ::Chirakis:: I'm out of time, Sir. ::gaze refocuses on her:: Chirakis: Out of time? mimipavilion: ::goes and finds Dacia:: Hey Dacia we just got a medical request and it's something. ::hands her the request:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Indeed Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sits next to Jy and relaxes :: CdrBrown: ::Tarisa:: I think things are going to get interesting here, really soon.... Dacia Sandero: ::reading the request:: Interesting.. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Very well done. Chirakis: We will continue on from here. Chirakis: Commander, comments for the crew? 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.

Welcome to Star Trek Simulation Forum (STSF) Celadonstars. Each area of the forum has a different mode of simulation. I would suggest that you try a few out before you decide to join the simulation. Sky Harbor Aegis sims presently in the year 2388. We have 10 players who have played in that era for about 24 years. Sky Harbor Aegis floats in space between former Breen space and that of the Joint Allied Powers -- the Ferengi Alliance, the Bajoran Government, the Klingon Empire, the Romulan Star Empire, the United Federation of Planets, and Cardassian Union, and several others. We welcome you to look in on Friday nights at 9pm Eastern time, 8pm Central time, 7pm Mountain time, and 6pm Pacific time. It is best that you watch several simulations before you choose one. Chirakis _____________________ Chirakis Kirel, SI-5 Captain, Starfleet Intelligence Commanding Officer, Sky Harbor Aegis

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |29 January 2021 13 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.195 TBS is 3 days - the time is 0700 hours (7:00 am) Aegis Local. Another three days have passed and Aegis personnel wonder if this normalcy will continue. USS Missouri’s fleet and USS Iowa’s fleet are still monitoring the area. Undercover security personnel mix casually with the locals, listening for intel, especially at Drankum’s Bar. Security continues to pass information to Kirel, who passes it on to Rendezvous October and Starfleet Command… and on it goes. Otherwise, everything is normal. Perhaps too normal.

Haradia Cargo Jack called across the cargo bay, slate in one hand and leaning against the cargo next to him with the other, “Hey, Ronny,” he shouted. “How many you got yet?” Silence. Well, kind of. More of an echo, given the number of containers aboard Haradia. There was always something echoing through the bay from end to the other. But Jack…. Here we go again… “Ron! Where the hell are…” “...am I?” said Ron, smirking as he tapped Jack’s shoulder, then dodged Jack’s flying elbow. “Gees, man,” Jack shouted, enraged, fist ready to take him down. “Don’t… do that!!” A strong hand grabbed him from behind, almost flipping him over. “Easy down Jack,” said Calla, trying to settle him down. “Goin’ nowhere doing that. Whatcha got?” The high walls of the cargo bay were loaded with produce, basic stock material, goods and specialties that were always available to the captain. In fact, there was so much cargo that it was difficult to squeeze through the bulk that Aegis had asked for. “Besides Ron,” said Jack on a sigh while handing her his slate. “Got three stacks at area five, nine at six, and fifteen at seven. Three of ‘em have a really bad smell… and I mean bad. But we got anything more to take a look at?” “Not that I can tell… except that smell.” Calla shook her head and sneezed as she flipped through the slate and handed it back. “Ron, I got yours already. It’s… 0400 and we’re third in line for a berthing. Get some rest. I’ll let the captain know.” “Third in line,” muttered Ron, dragging himself down the catwalk to his quarters, looking forward to a shower. “Oh four hundred. Damn. You’d think there wouldn’t be so many waiting in line. Can’t wait to get away from that smell.”

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 1/22/21 = /\ = /\= 10 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.192 = /\ = The time is 6:00 pm Aegis Local. We have had two weeks of normalcy. Security remains alert throughout the base. Chirakis keeps watch through encrypted subspace code. New personnel have come aboard. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Amanda Davis PhD: ::enjoying a nice dinner on the commerce deck::: Dacia Sandero: ::relaxing in her living room, after having took a nice warm shower:: Chirakis: :::in her office, door open, paging through information that needs to be forwarded to SFCommand::: Alexis McFarland: ::playing some holo-games on her bed after being on her feet all day:: mimipavilion: ::in her quarters having dinner:: Jylliene: ::quarters:: Chirakis: ::and no, she does sleep... sometimes::: Scott Coleridge: ::eating dinner at a restaurant with "Federation fusion" cuisine on the commerce deck:: Alexis McFarland: ::eating some apple slices after finishing her dinner earlier:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Quarters :: Sierra Robinson: :: closes her workstation and decides to get some grub :: Tarisa: ::Relaxing in her quarters.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You feeling okay kitten? :: slaps head :: I am so sorry. :: Walking to the replicator :: Alexis McFarland: ::picking up weeds on her island and talking with her alien animal friends:: Jylliene: ::chuckles:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Had just finished eating with her mother, then went to her room. Logs into her tablet to play.:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: being told by parents to finish dinner first before he can have desert :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Brings her a water :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I blame Muuhi. Jylliene: Thank you ::smiles:: Sierra Robinson: :: hums a tune while she heads for a lift :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sits at the table :: Jylliene: Have you been feeling any better? Chirakis: :::looks up, expecting someone to be close by:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I wish you could have gone. I think so. I have to...parse my experience. Jylliene: ::nods:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::sitting in a cafe writing a letter home:: Jylliene: I wouldn't mind seeing the place, but I think I'd rather do so in my own body. Nijil tr'Korjata: Must have been weird with Prani as myself. Jylliene: A little. It was better once she told us what was happening. Nijil tr'Korjata: In her form I was powerful, taller Nijil tr'Korjata: I thought you would...laugh at me being her for that long. Jylliene: ::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: drinks :: Hate to admit it, but I'd go back for a visit if I could. :: looks guilty :: Alexis McFarland: ::moves over to her couch so she can sit up, picks up her kitty:: Sierra Robinson: :: walks into Drankums for dinner :: Jylliene: I'd wonder if she was having as much difficulty adjusting, but it was a much shorter time for her. Nijil tr'Korjata: Talk about temporal violations. Nijil tr'Korjata: She had many hops before mine. Nijil tr'Korjata: I could not walk when I got there. Had to learn. Cptn d'Ka: ::exiting the command lift then knocks on the door::: Chirakis: ::looks up::: Enter. Alexis McFarland: ::continues playing her game:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Not even interested in what dresses I like? :: smiles :: Jylliene: ::chuckles:: Sierra Robinson: :: sits on a table in the corner of the bar/ restaurant and orders a light beer and pizza...:: Annisha: :: in her room playing on the local network :: Dacia Sandero: ::vegging out on her couch as well, watching some historical drama or whatever on FedFlix:: Scott Coleridge: ::finishes his plate of Bolian dumplings and Tellarite noodles:: Cptn d'Ka: :::steps in::: Do you realize how much time you take to pass information to SFC? Jylliene: I won't question it if you decide to try one on in your own body, but I won't push for opinions. Don't care for dresses much myself. They feel fussy. Alexis McFarland: ::switches game to an online one, finds Annisha on the network and joins her clan:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm actually working on a holoprogram to show you what I remember Jylliene: I look forward to it. mimipavilion: ::finishes her meal:: Loxil that was a great meal. mimipavilion: Loxil> Thank you Mimi. Nijil tr'Korjata: I don't have the body for it. I had to speak at a conference and it was expected. Chirakis: ::checks the chrono::: Actually, no. Nor does it bother me to work here most of the time. Jylliene: Mm. Nijil tr'Korjata: Thank the elements we are both engineers. Gave a talk on matter to energy conversion Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: talking to a Tellarite at a table at Drankum's :: I can move several units despite the issues at this port. Jylliene: You couldn't have just said that it wasn't her? Surely they would have understood. Sierra Robinson: Host> You are going to turn into a Pizza Lieutenant. The Usual.....enjoy... ( me ) Thanks! Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh Muuhi did not want to tip their research hand. Nijil tr'Korjata: I did not have the accent though Cptn d'Ka: Kh’éile, you must rest at times ::he approaches her and leans against her desk::: Sierra Robinson: Tellarite> :: snorts :: With the Pakleds out of the way, it should go much smoother. But I am more focused on a Timely delivery. Cost is no option. Chirakis: :::leans back, putting aside her tablet::: Do you propose something else? Cptn d'Ka: Dinner would be nice. :::slight grin:: Scott Coleridge: ::finishes off dessert and then leaves to restaurant to walk the commerce deck for a while:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Maybe I'll never hear from them again. :: shrugs :: They still have the tech to get here...get me. Jylliene: ::nods:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Having his evening meal :: Jylliene: A bit uncomfortable, isn't it? Jylliene: ::shifts:: Chirakis: Of course... Chez Anto..... :::stops abruptly:::: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: notes Sierra eating a Pizza :: Cost will be high to conform with the locals. I am used to shipping things to ports not so overflowing with Military personnel. Nijil tr'Korjata: You mean that they can drop in any time and take me over? Nijil tr'Korjata: She said they will ask next time. Cptn d'Ka: Kh’éile? Jylliene: ::nods, exhales:: That's a relief. Chirakis: You don't hear that? Jylliene: ::quizzical look, shifts:: Jylliene: Is it warm in here? Sierra Robinson: Tellarite> :: notes the Lieutenant as well :: They are so....young these days.. Experienced fellows like ourselves can get around the red tape. Cptn d'Ka: :::listening, studying the area::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I, well... gave them something. Though I guess the timeline always went their way with no obvious effects. Cptn d'Ka: Exactly what are you hearing? Nijil tr'Korjata: Warm? Computer, room temperature? Sierra Robinson: :: notes the very tall alien about 15 feet away chatting things up with a stocky tellarite :: Chirakis: :::listening into a sigh:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Computer: Room temperature is 22 degrees. Jylliene: Gave them what? Jylliene: ::shifts again:: Seems warmer than that. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> There are kids running around this station unsupervised. :: drinks his beer from a pitcher then belches :: What does that tell you? Nijil tr'Korjata: Ideas for a matter to energy converter, though to be honest they were nearly there. Jylliene: ::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: holds Jy's hand :: Are you alright? Chirakis: ::puts aside her padd and walks around::: A hum.... in this area.... :::stops::: Sierra Robinson: Tellarite> That business will be booming so to speak. Jylliene: Maybe a shower. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: nods :: mimipavilion: ::goes and relaxes on the couch:: Alexis McFarland: ::throwing and catching her boomerang, not as good at it as Annisha:: Sierra Robinson: Tellarite> Seriously though, I need a guarantee that the delivery will be on time. Chirakis: The chronograph. :::sighs and presses the button on her desk::: Lt Cranz, inform engineering that if the chronograph in my office is not changed by tomorrow morning, there will be hell to pay. Jylliene: ::gets up and heads toward the bathroom:: Jylliene: A cool shower will be nice. Chirakis: Cranz> Yes, Captain. Sierra Robinson: :: sips her beverage while reading her PADD...Starfleet Engineering Vol 1 ...Issue 22 "Advancements in Graviton Flux Capacitors and the Changing the Constant " ..:: Cptn d'Ka: Dinner? At Antonio's then? :::hiding a smirk:::: Jylliene: ::starts it up, gets in:: Chirakis: Anywhere. ::has the urge to smash something:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Follows behind her, starts to sing a lullaby, but nothing she's heard :: Cptn d'Ka: Then come, Kh’éile. ::sight chuckle:: Jylliene: ::from the shower:: What are you singing? Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> I don't see why you are so worried. Yes the Pakleds were a problem, but my sources tell me certain fellows wanted them dead...and low and behold... they are mostly....dead. They are not going to be clogging the port facilities anymore. There hasn't been an attack in this area of space for a while...This is a secure port. Alexis McFarland: ::it barely has enough range to cover her bedroom:: Nijil tr'Korjata: A rough translation of a Yith lullaby Chirakis: {{You did this on purpose, did you not?}} Dacia Sandero: ::watching her show with a small tub of ice cream:: Jylliene: ::stops water, grabs towel:: Maybe you can tell me on the way to medical. Sierra Robinson: Host> :: offers another pitcher of beer to the Nausicaan who offers payment :: Jylliene: ::gets dried off & dressed:: Nijil tr'Korjata: They wanted me to immerse myself in the cult... medical? Nijil tr'Korjata: What's wrong? Cptn d'Ka: :::leading her out of the office::: {{Of course.}} Jylliene: Medical. I'm feeling something. It's a few weeks early to be feeling anything like this. I just want to be sure everything's well. Jylliene: Just don't get panicky and trip over anything. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh... oh. Sure sure. Not like on that station no. Sierra Robinson: Tellarite> I think we need to relocate the shipment to Bajor...I have the ability to compensate for the change of delivery location. But I have my sources as well, and they tell me that this place is on edge for some reason. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: holds up a finger :: One moment. :: goes to the door of Annisha's room :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: knocks :: Annisha, we are going to medical. Don't panic, if something happens we will call for you. Chirakis: ::exits CnC with d'Ka, plotting against him, but also knowing that he knows every word, every thought, just.... Everything::: Cptn d'Ka: {{Indeed I do.}} Annisha: Sure thing Jylliene: ::deep breaths while walking to the door of their chambers:: Tell her to stay here unless we call? So we know where she is? Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah.. she's on that padd of hers. Alexis McFarland: ::getting better at it, but it is just a small plastic boomerang:: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan>:: agitated :: I think you are getting a bit too concerned.. This place is safe to do business. I haven't been arrested yet for just walking around. That tells me this place is not in a Knee jerk panic mode yet. If you want to relocate the deal....I can do it but it is going to cost you. Chirakis: ::entering Chez Antonio's, taking the table reserved for them and orders::: Romulan Ale. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: At her side :: Ready? Cptn d'Ka: ::relaxed::: The same. Jylliene: Yes. Sierra Robinson: Tellarite> 2 weeks ...100 crates Bajor Spaceport... can you do it? Jylliene: ::already walking toward the lift:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::: finishing dinner, she decides to visit medical and make her rounds:::: Sierra Robinson: :: hears a Nausicaan pound his fist on a table which startles her, she looks over where the two were having a conversation and observes the Tellarite leaving a PADD and departing the Bar :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Entering the lift :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holds her hand as they walk :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::enters the Medical Complex:::: Jylliene: Stopamoment. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: begins drinking out of the Pitcher again noting he has received his initial Payment :: Jylliene: ::exhales:: Okay, keep going. Maybe a little faster. Amanda Davis PhD: :::making her rounds::: Jylliene: Are we al- ::sees the medical complex entrance ahead:: Sierra Robinson: :: finishes her meal and exits :: Jylliene: That'd be a yes. Nijil tr'Korjata: If this is it, the baby is ahead of schedule. Jylliene: Somewhat, yes. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: observes the Starfleet officer leave the bar raising his pitcher to her in some friendly gesture to help diffuse his earlier outburst :: Jylliene: ::arrives in medical:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? Amanda Davis PhD: :::looks up from her work::: Oh, my. Nijil? Jylliene.... how can I help? Jylliene: I may be in premature labor. Nijil tr'Korjata: She, we are worried something has cha- labor? Sierra Robinson: :: decides to walk the commerce deck level area before retiring to her quarters The Tellarite she saw earlier she spies talking to a Bajoran :: Jylliene: ::to Nijil:: You said yourself, "if this is it, the baby is ahead of schedule." Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, my. :::calls:: Dr Pavilon! Dr Pavilion! Dr Sandero!! Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah Sierra Robinson: Bajoran> Excellent..Plans are moving forward....:: smiles to the Tellarite :: mimipavilion: ::still relaxing in her quarters has a feeling something is off:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well... an interesting sim. Chirakis: TBS is 3 days beginning at 7AM. Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander? 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.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |22 January 2021 10 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.192 TBS is 3 hours - the time is 1800 hours (6:00 pm) Aegis Local. Morning Watch had been handed over to Midwatch. Soon they would pass their watch to Evening, and eventually to Night Watch or Graveyard, so named in the year 1895, 493 years ago. First Watch had left to be with their families and/or friends. Some had stayed behind for various reasons, usually to finish reports. Captain Chirakis remained in her office, passing information to Starfleet Command through encrypted subspace code. Occasionally Admiral Solokov would appear onscreen to discuss whatever he had in mind, and this time it was very interesting. Kirel relaxed in her chair, arms crossed, her expression curious. “Calestorm?” “Yes, Calestorm. I’m sending her dossier. I believe you’ll find it quite interesting.”

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 1/15/21 = /\ = /\= 26 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.179 \ = TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Two weeks have passed and Aegis has settled down to normalcy. All areas of the base are monitored. USS Missouri keeps watch under cloak. USS Iowa's fleet floats casually through the area. Security monitors all areas of the station. Under cover security mix with the locals, listening for intel. Captain Chirakis receives a devastating message from SFCommand. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Jylliene: ::CnC, Ops:: Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay, doing the rounds:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::on CnC working at science station:: mimipavilion: ::still on CnC at a mission configured console:: Alexis McFarland: ::playing with Miana and Annisha:: Sierra Robinson: :: enjoying a late lunch at the commerce level :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::running through a supply list:: Chirakis: :::CnC holding back her sorrow:::: Calestorm: ::plainclothes on Promenade, patrol and watching:: Tarisa: ::Arrives on the CnC, she heads over to science and Dran.:: Good afternoon. Tae'Lynn Dran: Hello. Tarisa: Miana> ::Running around, giggling.:: Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: making a sale of Stem Bolts to a Bajoran who seems to think they are important :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::writing reports in her office in the medical complex::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: After two weeks, Nijil has come to terms with the remnants left over from his experience. Along with the vivid memories of his time as Prani, an engineer from another time and place, he sometimes hears Muuhi in his head. In the end he is the only one that can unravel exactly to what extent they are both a part of him :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking current stocks with possible supply requests:: Tarisa: Miana> Hey, can we go to Commerce? I want to look around. ::Twinkles in her eyes as her tail swishes.:: Plus we can get yummies. Alexis McFarland: Mm, yes let's go. I like yummies. Calestorm: ::adjusts ballcap promoting Klingon golf team as she window shops:: Dacia Sandero: ::looks round, treating some patients:: Tarisa: ::Goes to the Aux Sci console.:: Is everything in order? Jylliene: ::continues to monitor station reports - shipments, arrivals, departures, and passive internal sensors:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Was 2 pm local a bad time for coffee? Not according to Commander Cayne. As long as he heard can take it another mug of warmth it is :: mimipavilion: ::looks up and looks around CnC, seeing that something is a bit off with the Captain, decides not to push the issue:: Tarisa: Miana> Yay! Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes. Rather quiet at the moment. Sierra Robinson: :: looks over Drakum's noting the establishment now has customers...a sign of an attempt at normalcy ...but the soup and salad is the only normal for her :: Alexis McFarland: ::smiles and heads to the commerce section:: Chirakis: ::pacing CnC, she turns to see Mimi::: Doctor. :::polite nod:: mimipavilion: ::goes back to work on the console:: mimipavilion: ::looks up and nods:: Captain. Tarisa: ::Smiles.:: Humans seem to think quiet is a bad thing. Sierra Robinson: Bajoran> These are multipurpose tools?? Peter> Yes! For many things! Peter's does not disappoint! Tae'Lynn Dran: I've noticed this. Chirakis: :::continues her pace::: Annisha: :: Snips and snails and puppy dog tails... are not what little mischievous Annisha is made of this afternoon. Always plotting. Always looking for an angle, and always with her friends :: Chirakis: ::then she notices Jylliene:::: Annisha: :: to Alexis :: Are we going to try a new place this time? Tarisa: Though with sensitive hearing, quiet does not usually come to my species. Tae'Lynn Dran: Perhaps the universe was actually made for them. It seems to send them as much noise as they can handle on a surprisingly regular basis. Tarisa: Miana> ::Skipping along.:: Tarisa: ::Smirks.:: Indeed. Alexis McFarland: Yeah, maybe. There was this new French pastry shop I wanted to try. Mommy said it was good. Tarisa: Miana> Ooooh. ::Arrives on Commerce.:: Sierra Robinson: Drakum's host> Tea refill? Me> Yes...last one...duty calls... Calestorm: ::takes a break, leans against a strut/bulkhead:: Tae'Lynn Dran: One of the things I miss most from home is silence except for the sound of the wind and waves. Annisha: Let me scout the level. :: She gets out her boomerang and flings it. The tiny spinner flies away, arching around the far junction. Tarisa: That sounds appealing. Alexis McFarland: ::watches Annisha:: Oooh Calestorm: ::withdraws a data slate from plain green flight jacket, makes appearance of checking::: Annisha: :: flips out her eduPADD :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Watching the boomerang fly, resisting the urge to try and catch it. Though her tail does poof out a little.:: Jylliene: ::continues monitoring:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: The 8 Year old Obese Bolian Child walks up to Calestrom :: Hey!!! Cool Hat!!!!! I want one like that!!!! Calestorm: (Wait, what? A boomerang?) Annisha: Any moment now. :: she puts up her hand and catches the returning boomerang with no effort :: mimipavilion: (Kids these days) Tarisa: Miana> Wow! Alexis McFarland: Nice catch. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Klingon stuff kicks arse!!!! Cya!!! :: wanders off to the other kids :: Annisha: Now to see where the people are, or were. We can see the lines of people at each place. Calestorm: ::eyeballs the Bolian kid as he waddles off:: uh....thank you? Alexis McFarland: Hopefully the pastry shop isn't too busy Tarisa: Miana> Chubbs! ::Waves.:: Chirakis: :::watching Jyllene closely::: (W) Commander Kital you seem... weary. If you need to relax, take a break. Lt Cunningham will take your place. Alexis McFarland: ::waves:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::continues working on the supply list:: Think we may ever get a science mission off station? Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Someone calls my name...I am ...in demand...:: waddles over to Miana at his own pace :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::signs the report, puts aside for another one::: Calestorm: ::and withdraws a data padd from plain green flight jacket:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at a lot of maps and charts. Begins to wonder if stellar cartography was a missed calling for him over security and other need-to-know assignments :: Scott Coleridge: ::walking the commerce level:: Tarisa: With the tensions lately? It does not seem likely. Jylliene: ::nods:: Thank you. I appreciate that. Annisha: Ah, no line at two places, a line at Blubby's... bah. Only a few at There be Fish. Sierra Robinson: :: sips her tea and checks her Chrono :: Urhh....never enough time.. Alexis McFarland: ::eventually, they see the pastry shop with its displays filled with an assortment of French pastries and such:: Jylliene: Perhaps a brief break. Annisha: :: glances up at Chubbs :: Alexis McFarland: There be Fish? I like their fish sticks. Annisha: They have fish in all shapes. Tarisa: Miana> ::Is now torn between fish and French sweets.:: Chirakis: ::nods, turns and snaps a finger::: Lt Cunningham, take Ops. Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh well. Think I may schedule some holodeck time for a field survey simulation. Sierra Robinson: :: stands and leaves her payment making a brief stretch and says under her breath :: The EPS calls.... Calestorm: ::winces as a camera drone buzzes overhead/flies by and downloads Info to padd via SEC wifi:: Alexis McFarland: ::why not both? She buys a few croissants and some other pastries, gives Miana an eclair:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: finally gets to the other kids :: Hey what is happening! Am I too late? Tarisa: ::Nods:: It will at least change things in your routine. Alexis McFarland: We're getting snacks. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders what Jylliene is doing. Nijil liked to walk the station while reviewing repairs, hoping that he was in the right place when something arose that needed his personal touch :: Jylliene: ::steps away to take a brief respite:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Relax... :: he heard in his head :: Annisha: Fish tacos? Alexis McFarland: ::bites into a croissant:: Sure! Sounds good to me! Chirakis: ::Jylliene::: Take as long as you need to, Commander. Tarisa: Miana> ::Gleeful squeal as she eats the eclair.:: Annisha: Au are not late, we are going to...fish... French. Jylliene: Thank you ma'am. Perhaps a cup of tea. I'll be back shortly. Calestorm: ::mutters:: dang...<words>...drone. :: checks feed incoming on data slate, tapping at screen keys:: Sierra Robinson: :: Exits the establishment and heads to Engineering...taking note of kids scrambling around....she smiles briefly but the reality is things are really dangerous right now...or that is what she has been told.:: Chirakis: Of course. Jylliene: ::to the TL:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey! I want some!!! Tae'Lynn Dran: ::saves her progress on the supply list and brings up simulation environments :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Does something he really should not do, but sees where Jy is on his SystemPADD :: Alexis McFarland: ::hands him a pastry:: I don't know what it is, but here. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh :: he says seeing she's leaving CnC :: Calestorm: (The kids are on the promenade?) Alexis McFarland: (yes) Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: inspects pastry and takes a bite :: Yummy..what is this? Chirakis: :::turns away as Cunningham takes her place::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Flips over to see where Annisha is... Commerce level :: Tarisa: ((yep aka Commerce)) Chirakis: (no telling... they could be anywhere) Alexis McFarland: It’s... it's French. Sierra Robinson: :: enters lift and designates her destination :: Engineering. Calestorm: (Ahhhhh! Thanks to both) Annisha: A whole lotta sugar. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Jylliene: ::to the commerce level for tea:: Chirakis: :::steps aside:: (w) +com+ Commander Coleridge, my office. Now. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Sweetness. :: Finishes it :: Tarisa: Miana> Mmmm sugar... ::Tail twitches a bit.:: Alexis McFarland: Let's get fish tacos. Tae'Lynn Dran: Now let's see frozen tundra or rainforest? M-Class or something more toxic. ::scrolling through the list:: Tarisa: Miana> Yay fish! Alexis McFarland: ...and maybe a drink. I'm getting thirsty. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: is close to the commerce level overview platform, a good place to see everything without being in the middle of everything :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Yeah I can use a shake right now...that sweet made me thirsty. Tarisa: ::Smiles as she goes through some files, listening to Dran pick her adventure.:: Annisha: Would that be a French Vanilla shake? :: laughs :: Jylliene: ::visits a coffee/tea shop to have some tea:: Scott Coleridge: +Chirakis+ On my way. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> That sounds good. If only I could find one...! Alexis McFarland: ::giggle:: Scott Coleridge: ::enters a TL:: CnC. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks down upon his subjects....using the station's power and other utilities :: Tarisa: Miana> ::joke passes over her head.:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::takes a deep sigh as she finishes her reports, exits her office, and prepares for more blisters, brushes, cuts, and tumbling over something that just happened to be in the way::: Chirakis: :::waiting in her office:::: Sierra Robinson: Bajoran> What are these? Peter Pakled> PADD weights. To keep your PADDs from flying away. WIth Peter Pakled name brand ...very collectable! Alexis McFarland: ::looking around the commerce section:: Chirakis: :::the door open::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Spies his e'lev :: +Jylliene+ Hey, look up at the upper platform. ::Nijil waves frantically, hoping she can see him :: Annisha: Are we still getting fish? Jylliene: ::glances up, smiles:: Scott Coleridge: ::exits TL onto the CnC and heads into Chirakis' office, closing the door behind him:: Sierra Robinson: :: enters Main Engineering and proceeds to her work station, checking for a quick SITREP...:: Alexis McFarland: Yes, I think so. Fish and shakes, what a combo. Tarisa: Miana> Mmm Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> I'll go for the Shake....I'm game! Jylliene: ::waves to Nijil:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Changes to a holographic view of the sector, hoping to see something of interest. An invasion perhaps, armada of ships from the Alliance waiting to pounce on the station :: Chirakis: :::waits a minute or two::: Commander.... ::slight sigh::: we have lost two excellent covert operators. Scott Coleridge: Oh? Calestorm: ::orders caffeinated beverage via data padd, glances up:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Are you alright? This is an out of time break for you right? Alexis McFarland: ::looking at the menu of the fish place:: Jylliene: +Nijil+ Just a little tired. Annisha: Ah tacos, the crunchy sandwich. Calestorm: ::slips padd inside jacket, looks about:: Chirakis: :::turns toward the window:::: Yes. Kran Magkor, Ragor Tal's primary assassin.... and a master of torture. Alexis McFarland: ...and fish sticks. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Oh oh, anything I can help with? Some special meal when we get home? Tarisa: Miana> ::Orders fish tacos and a mango/strawberry smoothie.:: Alexis McFarland: ::orders a crunchy fish sandwich and a French vanilla shake:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: Orders the French Vanilla Shake :: Jylliene: +nijil+ Sure. Calestorm: (That's a combination!) Chirakis: They were..... tortured..... horribly. Annisha: The secret to these tacos is the sauce, and the fish....and the tortilla. Tae'Lynn Dran: I should probably randomize the environmental settings. If it's to be a true training exercise I might as well be as surprised as whoever I bring along. Speaking of which ::now pulling up the life sciences roster and seeing who hasn't had enough field time:: Alexis McFarland: Nice, the sandwich too, and the bread. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Let me come down. This seems silly over the comms. Scott Coleridge: ::listening:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil disappears from view, heading back to the lift to take him down to the commerce level proper :: Tarisa: Miana> Yummy! Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: enters Peter Pakled Store and starts shopping :: Jylliene: +Nijil+ Yes. Calestorm: ::moves off, checking to the right again:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijl reaches the commerce level and walks towards his mate :: Calestorm: ::walks in direction of the Pakled store:: Chirakis: Their bodies were sent to Starfleet Command. :::turns to Scott::: A horrible death. ::turning her pain into anger:: Sierra Robinson: :: monitors the EPS grid checking for any degradation of Efficiency which could be the result of illicit power usage :: Alexis McFarland: ::eating her sandwich, as she people watches:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Jolan tru me e'lev. Jylliene: Jolan tru! Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> Anything more? < Bajoran> No I think I purchased enough gifts. May the Prophets be with you. :: departs :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Embraces Jy, albeit gently :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Ua fulufulua lou fulufulu Chirakis: :::turns to stare into space, devastated::: Jylliene: ::peers at Nijil:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Pardon, a Yith expression. Your fur seems ruffled. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey.. are we eating here? Annisha: Yes, let's sit just outside. :: She says, two tacos and a citrus shake in both hands :: Alexis McFarland: Unless you wanna eat somewhere else? Jylliene: ...fur? Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan > :: looking at Stem Bolts among other things in the odd selection of useless items Peter Pakled's Store contains :: Calestorm: ::as she turns her head, smashes nose first into a wall of synthetic leather and cloth:: Nijil tr'Korjata: We, I mean they have fur. Tarisa: Miana> ::Sipping on her smoothie, Looking to Chubbs, then follows Annisha.:: Alexis McFarland: Sure, let's go. ::puts her fish taco in a to go bag:: Calestorm: ::splutters:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I had fur all that time. It was... well, an experience. Nijil tr'Korjata: Baths are way more involved if anything. :: looks at her tea :: Something to calm your nerves perhaps? Jylliene: Ah. That would be. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: waddles along with the kids all the while slurping his shake :: Alexis McFarland: ::sips her shake as well:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking beyond the Aegis sector :: Calestorm: 2nd Nausicaan> ::Cale:: ::growls at her:: watch where you go! Scott Coleridge: ::not really good at the whole "consoling" thing:: Chirakis: :::slow turn::: You and I are the only ones who will know. If you wish, you may return to duty, but this must remain confidential. Chirakis: Understood? Sierra Robinson: :: Checks ODN transmission rates looking for any slowdowns that could suggest someone illegally using the network :: Calestorm: ::gets bearings:: oh. Damn. You're tall. Um, Hello. Nijil tr'Korjata: (Someone stealing HBO again Sierra?) Sierra Robinson: ( Being Vigilant!!! Yes!!! hehe ) Calestorm: ::backs away, raises hands:: yessir, I meant no harm. Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Understood. Jylliene: Yes - need it. Alexis McFarland: ::takes a bite of her sandwich:: Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> May I help you....::said to the Nausicaan in his store:: Tarisa: Miana> ::starts eating.:: Mmm Amanda Davis PhD: :::making her rounds in the Medical Complex:::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks the the Omicron Persei system :: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> What is this? :: holds PADD weight :: <Peter Pakled>Meant to keep your PADDs from falling! Jylliene: Soup would sound good tonight. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> I defeated many Klingons in the holosuite...they could not stand up to my feet! Nijil tr'Korjata: How about a massage when you get home after dinner? I learned more than engineering with the Yith. Alexis McFarland: Nice. Calestorm: Nausicaan> ::squints:: ::agitated, swings shopping bag about:: if we must watch our step, you shall also!! Annisha: :: happily eating her taco :: Jylliene: That would be good. ::Smiles:: Calestorm: ::continues backing up:: Absotootly! Just passing by, won't happen again. Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her sandwich, and begins eating her fish taco:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Maybe I can regale you in a tale of Yith. Well, maybe not. I must talk about it too much. Chirakis: :::looking out the window, holding down her emotions:::: Dismissed, Commander. Sierra Robinson: Crewman> Lieutenant, here is the latest environmental report....The upgrades are performing very well. <me> Yes....until those plants change their DNA again.... it appears we’re good.. But we must keep watch...good work... Tarisa: Miana> We fight dragons! You should come and play with us sometime. Calestorm: Entitled Nausicaan> ::huffs:: are you mocking me? Annisha: I'm a witch on that program. Chirakis: Lt Cunningham has taken Commander Kital's station for a few hours. Annisha: I can even float on water... Alexis McFarland: I'm a knight. I don't float. Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> Good Gifts for my wife? <Peter Pakled> Of Course.... Scott Coleridge: ::turns and leaves Chirakis' office, visibly unsettled:: Calestorm: ::to Entitled:: would *never* mock a man holding a lingerie bag! Tarisa: Miana> I am a Red Mage. I use magic and a sword! I can sometimes float. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey I want to play! I can be ...I can Be....I can be....what can I be? Annisha: I cast spells and make poisons, err, I mean potions. Calestorm: ::oops:: ::I said that outloud:: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan Shopper> :: makes purchase after demanding money back guarantee :: Nijil tr'Korjata: (Nausicaan lingerie shoppe incoming...) Tarisa: Miana> There are a bunch of things you can be. Calestorm: (Boggles the mind, eh?) mimipavilion: ::doesn't like reports but they have to be done and sometimes in a different setting:: Annisha: Monk... oh oh, cleric. Annisha: You can be a tiefling. You get to wear horns. Alexis McFarland: Ooh, you'd be good as either. Calestorm: Entitled Nausicaan> ::growls:: Sierra Robinson: Computer Run Program Sierra Diagnostic Alpha One... Calestorm: Whoa, easy Big Guy! I meant...I mean...::will handle this exactly like....a predecessor!:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets a drink of his own. Did not matter what it was, just happy to see Jylliene :: Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: Approaches Entitled Nausicaan :: What is going on? Calestorm: ::looks at Nausicaan1 and then 2:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Glances to see Coleridge coming out of the office, looking a bit...off :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Anything going on with command Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: a hair shorter than Entitled Nausicaan..which is Seven Feet something :: Calestorm: Nope!! ::turns and books:: Nijil tr'Korjata: The workboard is getting shorter and shorter in engineering. I'm glad Robinson joined our team. Chirakis: :::slow exit from her office and walks slowly toward Cayne::: Report, Commander? Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: chortles and then mentions to Entitled Nausicaan :: Got my wife Something. Alexis McFarland: ::eats her taco:: Annisha: :: Sips her citrus drink :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Woah those guys are huge....:: Sees Nausicaans from a distance :: Annisha: Au just have to know how to handle them. Alexis McFarland: ::peers over at what Chubbs is looking at:: Ahh, Nausicans. ::sips her shake:: Calestorm: ::running like a gazelle, speaking into hidden Comm/wrist:: +SEC+ ...I need two grunts on Prom deck, Tarisa: Miana> ::Finishes her food, and sips on her smoothie. Looks up, seeing the 2 giants.:: Eep! Amanda Davis PhD: :::Patching up a few who should not have been fighting outside the arena::: Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> I'm off to the local watering hole....:: walks over to Liquids :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees a beep from the commerce level :: What now... Calestorm: ::am.too.old.for.this:: Chirakis: ::once more to Cayne::: Commander? Report. Calestorm: ::finds a closed kiosk and leans against:: Sierra Robinson: :: watches as the bar slowly progresses on her screen she looks at the 3D Display :: Chirakis: Send security to the commerce deck. Chirakis: Then I need a report. Chirakis: :::*not* in a good mood:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh :: to Jy :: I need to send my log to the doctor. :: Sends his personal log of his 'mental experiences' over to Mimi :: mimipavilion: ::watches what's going on:: Jylliene: Very well. Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: takes a seat at Liquids :: Ale!!! :: then sets his gift bag on the bar counter :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Sector is clear Captain. Checking outer sectors now. Calestorm: +Sec+ all is well ::pants:: just have the boys finish this patrol cycle.... Chirakis: Check them all. Calestorm: ::glances at the chubby kid from earlier:: Sierra Robinson: Bajoran > :: smiles at the Nausicaan encounter and goes about his business :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Is the storm far away or are we in its center? I can't be certain. Aye. I'll do a multi-threaded report mimipavilion: ::receives a message ping and side nods and reads the report from Nijil:: Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her taco:: Calestorm: ::cocks head, pulls off cap:: Here you go kid. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Kick Arse!!!! Thanks!!! Annisha: :: finishes hers as well Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done, as usual. Chirakis: TBS will be until 6 pm. You all can relax... unless you're Chirakis, who seldom relaxes. Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Calestorm: (Thank you for letting me Sim, command Staff!) Calestorm: (And everyone) Chirakis: I was about to say we're glad to see you here. Calestorm: w0ot! Chirakis: Heh... Anyone else? Chirakis: very well... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |15 January 2021 10 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.192 TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Two weeks have passed and Aegis had settled down to normalcy. All areas of the base are monitored—interior and exterior. USS Missouri keeps watch under cloak. USS Iowa’s fleet floats casually through the area in a congenial manner, especially when they were allowed shore leave. Internal areas of Aegis are monitored by Security. Under cover security personnel mixed casually with the locals, listening for intel, especially at Drankum’s Bar. Security passed information to Kirel, who passed it on to Rendezvous October and Admiral Solokov’s Covert Operators. Eventually it came full circle, and the information Kirel received via encrypted message from Rendezvous October was nothing less than devastating.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 1/8/21 = /\ = = /\= 26 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.179 =/\= TBS is 14 days - the time is 0900 hours (09:00 am) Aegis Local. Two weeks have passed, and nothing more has emerged. Commanding officers monitor all areas of the base - interior and exterior. USS Missouri keeps watch under cloak. USS Iowa’s fleet floats casually through the area. Security monitors all areas of Aegis. Cdr Coleridge has been informed of Ragor Tal and his assassin. Everyone else goes about their business. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: In medical, medicating his back :: Jylliene: ::CnC, ops, monitors up showing internal and external sensor readings as well as locations of (uncloaked) vessels:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::CnC science station entering reports:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::also in medical working on reports of pricked fingers, falling down the stairs and the like:::: Dacia Sandero: ::in medical as well, checking on stuff:: Chirakis: :::working on reports.... again:::: Sierra Robinson: :: arrives in Main Engineering for another shift :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? mimipavilion: ::hears Nijil and walks over:: Yes? Nijil tr'Korjata: My back. I did something to my back. I'm not a digitigrade walker any more. mimipavilion: Ok let's take a look. Sierra Robinson: :: gets debriefed on the overnight engineering developments and takes the duty station near the 3D holo map of the station :: Jylliene: ::patches occasional reports through to the various departments:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: walking around the commerce level trying to look important :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: A little hunched over :: Chirakis: ::exits her office, wondering if there is a rift in the universe::: Jylliene: (somewhere, I'm sure) mimipavilion: ::scans Nijil's back:: Chirakis: (agreed) Alexis McFarland: ::cuddles Miana:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: drinking his coffee that definitely does not have any flavoring :: Chirakis: :::Cayne::: Commander, anything new that we can delve into? Nijil tr'Korjata: That experience really changed me. :: sighs :: mimipavilion: Nijil, have you been sitting or sleeping in any weird positions? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Scans of the sector show all is normal. Scan logs from surrounding sectors of space are also...normal. Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: sweeps his storefront....business seems to be returning to normal....minus many Pakleds :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::::in the midst of fixing a broken knee, she wonders if jumping into an empty tank points to stupidity::: Nijil tr'Korjata: I, well. I tried going back to sleeping on my back, but as Prani I had to sleep on my side. New old habits die hard I guess. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Thought about offering latinum to get logs of sectors out of our reach. Chirakis: :::slow nod as she thinks::: The latest reports on from Missouri and Iowa? mimipavilion: Hmm, does your back feel sore or anything? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: copies them to her padd :: They are on you padd, but if there is something there they will have to be revealed through computer analysis. Amanda Davis PhD: :::seriously wants to put the officer in a brace for a while so he can hobble around when he works:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, like I pulled it, but more like I just was on my toes too long. Nijil tr'Korjata: Err, feet too long. Annisha: :: Twirls her flying ring with her fingers :: Chirakis: ::nods to Cayne::: Alexis McFarland: ::watches Annisha:: Upgraded your boomerang? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Have you heard anything Captain? You do have higher official channels than I. Annisha: Ohhh yeaaaah Alexis McFarland: Oooh! Sierra Robinson: Crewman> All modifications seem to have worked in handling the increased pollen activity Lieutenant. (me) Well two weeks of quiet were put to use well. :: smiles :: Annisha: :: taps the side of her head :: I control it though here. I can change its shape as it flies. Chirakis: ::very slight grin:: Classified Confidential. Alexis McFarland: That's cool. I should get me one too. mimipavilion: ::nods:: I agree you did pull rhomboid muscle. I'm going to give you something to help with the pain and to relax it. And when you go to bed try sleeping on your stomach. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Well my intelligence is for Commanders and below. :: takes a drink :: mimipavilion: ::applies a pain reliever and muscle relaxant:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh.... Nijil tr'Korjata: Stomach? Nijil tr'Korjata: That's something I've not been able to do, no matter what body I'm in. Nijil tr'Korjata: Could have been all these years sleeping in odd places around the station. Chirakis: Below works. Classified Confidential is just a bit above yours. Nijil tr'Korjata: Nice stuff, whatever you gave me. mimipavilion: ::nods:: well give it a try, if it doesn't work, maybe sleep in a recliner. ::glares at him:: Looks like it has caught up with you Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I wish I knew where to look for...something Amanda Davis PhD: ::finished, she observes the lieutenant:: I don't want to see you coming back, Lieutenant. Walk slowly and do not get into the tank. If anything, ask engineering to assist. Nijil tr'Korjata: An engineer's work is never done, but what is done is felt on their backs. mimipavilion: True, now take it easy. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: waddles over to the holosuite area :: Chirakis: Ummm.... we seem to be dead in the water. ::turns to face him:: Is that the correct wording for Terrans? Sierra Robinson: :: taps consoles executing Garnnoopy Diagnnostic Sierra one to survey EPS conduit efficiency :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Dead in the water? Well, if we were moving, then we weren't. Chirakis: :::nods::: True. Coffee? Nijil tr'Korjata: Off to find Robinson. Thanks doc. mimipavilion: Not a problem. Chirakis: Other than what you are guzzling at the moment? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Always coffee. mimipavilion: ::goes to update Nijil's med file:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Leaves medical and over the commercial break enters engineering :: mimipavilion: ::finishes and goes to find Dacia:: Sierra Robinson: :: observes the bar slowly going across the her LCARS screen while taking a sip of coffee :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Robinson? I am back, and so is my...back. mimipavilion: ::finds Dacia:: Hey I'm going to CnC for a while. Sierra Robinson: Oh Hi Chief. All is quiet on the Engineering front sir. :: smiles behind her mask :: Nijil tr'Korjata: That's good. My not being a fit female Yith caught up with me. :: points to his back :: Chirakis: :::steps down toward the officers' area, noticing different types of coffee now, pours two cups, hand the coffee to Cayne, then turns to watch Jylliene::: Jylliene: ::feels eyes:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Mighty nice of you. :: takes coffee :: Annisha: Maybe I can get au one Alexis. Sierra Robinson: Well could be worse...You could have walked in with a Bikini. Nonetheless glad to see you are feeling better sir. Annisha: It's hard to control,, and would have to be tuned to your weird brain. Chirakis: ::nods as she steps toward Jylliene::: Commander, anything I can do for you? Jylliene: Not that I can think of at the moment, Captain, but thank you. Jylliene: ::smile:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah. Went to a beach once on their planet. Eye opening for sure. Alexis McFarland: Yay, I'm sure that'll be fine! Nijil tr'Korjata: :: standing in front of the status display :: mimipavilion: ::concerned a bit:: Dacia, you ok? Dacia Sandero: I'm ok. Sierra Robinson: Everything is running well at the moment. Those two weeks of quiet have helped us adapt our systems to handle our new horticulture loads. Nijil tr'Korjata: Between my 'away' mission, and Jylliene's pregnancy... just a lot to think about. Nijil tr'Korjata: I heard they are contained. Good for study. Chirakis: :::settles into the empty chair next to her::: (w) How long now, Commander? Dacia Sandero: I can hold the fort down here. Maybe I just need some rest after. Amanda Davis PhD: :::assisting with minor injuries:: mimipavilion: ::smiles a bit:: Ok. See ya in a while. Dacia Sandero: Yep, see ya. mimipavilion: ::exits medical via the tl and arrives on the CnC a short time later:: Jylliene: (w) Not entirely sure. I'm due to check back with medical in about a week. It's hard to say whether things will lean Romulan or Trill, but I'd presume Trill as far as gestation. Sierra Robinson: :: pivots chair :: Also , sir I have something to show you ...:: offers PADD :: Nijil tr'Korjata: (Trihan) Jylliene: (Romill) mimipavilion: ::steps off to the side staying out of the way:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: drinks :: Sierra Robinson: Given what was discussed in Conference two weeks ago, I have created a new diagnostic program to constantly run to look for unusual activities we might detect by our department. It would seem Sabotage is going to be a serious threat, so this is a new system awareness program I have been working on. Annisha: It's new, the ring, and I saw it on a holovid. Dacia Sandero: ::pours herself a cup of coffee:: Must be tired. Alexis McFarland: Ooh, I didn't see it yet. How does it work? Chirakis: (w) May I ask a very personal question? Nijil tr'Korjata: Well as long as it does not adversely affect system response., Jylliene: ::nods to Chirakis:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Just when you think you plugged all the holes, you run out of fingers. Sierra Robinson: This in no means can beat something security can do by catching them before they strike. But what can we do...??? Nijil tr'Korjata: Constant vigilance. And a computer that can recognize patterns we cannot. Nijil tr'Korjata: It was a bit of Prani's failing.. and I left her logs telling her as much. Sierra Robinson: :: sips coffee :: Except invest in a bit more system monitoring. Yes it is a background program there will be some processing capacity usage, but unlike my sister...I am not in security..so...:: shrugs :: Nijil tr'Korjata: It's a very odd experience watching me talk to...me. Chirakis: (w) ::considering her question before asking::: This child.... Will it have the knowledge and interest of the parents? Nijil tr'Korjata: For good security, we need people from all departments. Nijil tr'Korjata: (just the father's dashing good looks...) Jylliene: ::ponders that:: Hard to say. Just like any child, I suppose, there are those who definitely take after a parent and those who are decidedly distinct. Jylliene: ::shrugs:: Chirakis: (and not just a little attitude) Alexis McFarland: ::watches Annisha manoeuvre the ring around probably:: Annisha: Let me fly it once. :: flicks :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::::beginning to write reports::: Alexis McFarland: Ooh yes Annisha: :: The ring flies in a loop and back into her hand, making each through look professional :: Sierra Robinson: Something tells me ....given how easy it was to get our alien plants onboard this station...the enemy is already onboard as our meeting suggested...Just how many? I hope to hell that they don't have a skilled engineer on their side already here... Alexis McFarland: Wooow ::sparkly eyes::: Nijil tr'Korjata: It's a big place. A small town really. Chirakis: :::leaning back, she pulls up a few documents to browse through::: Nijil tr'Korjata: That gives me an idea. :: writes something down :: Sierra Robinson: :: sips coffee :: Sorry guess it is just anxiety over thinking, you know you are about to get hit....just you don't know where and when. Chirakis: :::sudden stop to listen:::: Annisha: It's just the default. Makes me look cool. mimipavilion: ::decides to go over to one of the mission configurable consoles and connects to her computer in her office:: Chirakis: Excuse me Commander. :::pushes from her chair and approaches Cayne::: Alexis McFarland: Well, it worked. I hope I can be able to fly mine that well. Annisha: I'll talk to my guy in shipping. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: lifts his mug to take another drink and sees the Captain approaching :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: Enters the holosuite after his program loads :: Alright Klingons prepare to meet the mighty Chubbs and your doom!!!! Chirakis: Commander, check every area of Aegis for anything unusual. Nijil tr'Korjata: Or by what. Jylliene: ::watches Chirakis approach Cayne, then returns her attention to the displays:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I have a holosuite program idea. Chirakis: Something that you have not seen before. mimipavilion: ::watches Chirakis for a bit then returns to her work:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Oh? Alexis McFarland: Yay! Chirakis: ::sternly:: Do it. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: looks down at the Holosimulated Klingons that for some reason are the size of little kids army men :: Die!!!! Starts stepping on the tiny Klingons.... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye. :: activate an all encompassing mode for scans :: Chirakis: :::stands next to Cayne, she listens to someone or something out of the ordinary::: Chirakis: ::mutters:: Kahless. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done, all. Chirakis: TBS will be.... 2:00 PM Chirakis: Thoughts, Commander Korjata? Nijil tr'Korjata: Get a good night's sleep Chirakis: Agreed. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew. Chirakis: Very well. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |8 January 2021 10 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.192 TBS is 14 days - the time is 0900 hours (09:00 am) Aegis Local. Two weeks have passed, and nothing abnormal has emerged. All areas of the base are monitored—interior and exterior. USS Missouri keeps watch under cloak. USS Iowa’s fleet floats casually through the area. Internal areas of Aegis are monitored by Security, especially areas where the Gremlins fiddled with electronic equipment in unfinished areas of the station. Pakleds thought they were buying areas of Aegis. Various types of plants grew—some dangerous and some gentle. Captain Chirakis has informed Commander Coleridge of Ragor Tal and his conspirators, especially Kran Magkor, Tal’s primary assassin and a master of torture. Security is continually on alert while others casually go about their business.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 1/1/21 = /\ = = /\ = 26 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.179 =/\= TBS is 2 days - the time is 0900 hours (09:00 am) Aegis Local. Commander Coleridge boards the Oberth ships to check them out. The ships’ personnel have been released from medical. Only one from Chi Chong has died. Captain Chirakis seems suspicious as she walks the decks. The command crew is gathering in the conference room to report. Questions? Scott Coleridge: ? Sierra Robinson: ? Chirakis: Scott Scott Coleridge: Is it that Chirakis seems to have suspicion of something, or do others see Chirakis as suspicious? Chirakis: Both Chirakis: Lt Robinson Sierra Robinson: So exploration of the Oberths is complete? Chirakis: After two days, I would hope so. Sierra Robinson: okay thanks! Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, do you need more time to investigate all the ships? Scott Coleridge: No, I think we are good. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::arriving on the CnC to go to the meeting in the conference room:: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay, writing up the last of her reports:: Chirakis: :::in her office, ready to move into the conference room. Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha:: Chirakis: ::she takes a deep breath and enters:: mimipavilion: ::takes a seat:: Chirakis: ::turns back:: Commander Cayne, you have the conn. Scott Coleridge: ::about to enter the conference room:: Chirakis: ::enters the conference room and plunks her tablet on the table:::: Sierra Robinson: :: enters C n C and spots Commander Coleridge :: Sir....Commander Coleridge.... Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Yes? Sierra Robinson: :: walks up to the Commander and offers her PADD :: Sir...here is my report on our expedition. I felt it could be of use for your meeting. Alexis McFarland: ::at Blubby's, eating a Blubby Breakfast Wrap:: Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Much obliged. Sierra Robinson: :: smiles :: Thanks for letting me have a crack at the mystery. I will report back to engineering if you need anything. Scott Coleridge: ::nods and then goes into the conference room:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walking to the meeting :: Sierra Robinson: :: heads to the Lift :: Scott Coleridge: ::turns before he enters:: Lieutenant Robinson… Sierra Robinson: :: stops :: Yes Sir? Amanda Davis PhD: :::in the medical complex, attending to business::: Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Would you prefer to deliver these thoughts yourself? ::gestures into the conference room:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees Robinson ahead :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Enters the conference room himself, a mug in his hand :: Sierra Robinson: Uh....sure... Why not...I suppose one is needed to translate Sierrian... Scott Coleridge: ::enters the conference room with Robinson:: Chirakis: ::assuming that Cayne had given the con to someone else, she nods::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes inside to get a seat :: Annisha: Blub> Any good Alexis? Chirakis: Are we missing anyone? Sierra Robinson: :: enters conference room smiling at Nijil...the lieutenant takes a seat at conference room and has the PADD with her :: Dacia Sandero: ::looks around the relatively empty sickbay:: Alexis McFarland: Yes, very good ::snuggles Miana:: Sierra Robinson: :: takes seat :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods to her as he takes his seat. Days had passed since the med bay visit, but nothing for him had changed :: Chirakis: ::leans forward and opens her padd::: Chirakis: ::as the door closes::: We have much to attend to. I would like to begin with Dr Pavilion. Doctor? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the doctor :: Chirakis: ::hoping that everyone from the ships are now well::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hears a voice in his head calling his name...ignores it :: mimipavilion: ::nods:: The personnel of all three ships have been released, with the exception of one who died from difficulty of breathing due to an unknown allergy. They were all malnourished. Amanda Davis PhD: ::making her rounds in the medical complex... a child with a splinter in her finger to begin with::: Chirakis: An unknown allergy. You are testing the contents? Chirakis: ::elbows leaning on the desk, ready to make notes if needed::: mimipavilion: Yes analysis is still ongoing, it looks like it was something he ate. Sierra Robinson: :: adjusts her mask :: Chirakis: Something he ate while in the complex or something he ate while in the nebula? mimipavilion: That's the ultimate question we're looking into. Chirakis: ::nods:: Send the information to me when you do. Annisha: Blub> :: eats and drinks :: mimipavilion: ::nods:: will do. Sierra Robinson: :: certainly respects allergies given what happened to her earlier with the Alien Plants :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Listens :: Alexis McFarland: ::eats as well:: Chirakis: ::turns::: Commander Coleridge? ::turns to listen::: Scott Coleridge: We inspected the Chi Song. Scott Coleridge: Most of our investigation is inconclusive, but we found a few interesting correlations. For example, we think that whatever phenomenon drained the power from the ships left a residual static charge on the hulls of the ships. Amanda Davis PhD: ::after removing the splinter, she hands the girl a lollipop and sends her on her way:: Scott Coleridge: I've asked Lieutenant Robinson to provide her summary of our findings. ::nods at Sierra:: Chirakis: :::now very interested, she turns to Sierra::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looking at his padd :: Alexis McFarland: ::eating a Blubby Pie for dessert:: Annisha: Blub> They have pies? Sierra Robinson: We explored all known areas of the ships regarding power generation, transfer and usage. We could not find any trace of the phenomenon that drained these vessels aside from a residual static charge trance on exteriors inside the ship. Alexis McFarland: It's new I think. Though I don't know what fruit the filling is. Sierra Robinson: One item of interest to point out. While all ship's systems linked to the main power grid were affected by the unknown phenomenon, individual shuttles powered down on the Oberth vessels were not affected by the phenomenon. Sierra Robinson: It is as if, whatever went through these ships passed over the shuttlecraft as if they were rocks in a stream ...letting them be. Chirakis: Clarify, Lieutenant. Sierra Robinson: The Chi Song had four science craft aboard. Small shuttles for observational purposes these Type IV craft were powered down when we found them. We investigated their internal power systems and found them completely operational. Scott Coleridge: In other words, the power-draining phenomenon only drained power from systems on the ship that were active. Independently-powered systems were unaffected as long as they were grounded from the ship’s hull. Sierra Robinson: Lt Tarisa postulated that perhaps the phenomenon gained entry to the ship's systems via the bussard ramscoops, and, perhaps I would like to add, exited through the warp coils themselves. Further analysis will be needed to verify this. Scott Coleridge: This gives us some interesting directions for R&D to pursue in terms of defences, should this phenomenon... re-occur. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Listens :: Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Commander Coleridge with a nod as to say that is all she has :: Chirakis: Indeed. Let us hope that it does not reoccur. Chirakis: :::slight pause before she continues::: I'm curious about.... Chirakis: ...about the nebulae supposedly sucking energy from the ship but not from the ship's interior. Chirakis: :::looks around::: Did any of the ship’s personnel attempt to use the internal craft? Scott Coleridge: No, according to the logs they weren’t accessed while the ships were in the nebula. Chirakis: :::rocks back, thinking::: Sierra Robinson: :: wonders if that was brought up in the interviews of the survivors :: Chirakis: And from what I understand, the nebular waves disappeared as soon as the ships were dead in space. Is that correct? Scott Coleridge: Correct. Chirakis: Very well. ::turns to Nijil:: Any words from you, Commander Korjata? Chirakis: :::glance to Cayne::: Chirakis: Anything from anyone else? mimipavilion: ::shakes her head:: Chirakis: Very well. Considering something that must not go beyond this office..... Chirakis: Several high level personnel have found that Aegis is not only being compromised from outside. It is also being compromised from the interior. We must be very cautious. Watch and report to myself or Commander Coleridge if need be. Chirakis: Questions? Sierra Robinson: Is this in regards to the plants Captain? Chirakis: Somewhat. Sierra Robinson: Understood. Nijil tr'Korjata: Hope it is not me. Chirakis: However, it goes beyond just one thing or one area. Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Nijil wondering what he meant by that....:: Chirakis: Security is informed. mimipavilion: Is there any one person or group of people to look for? Chirakis: Anyone else... besides myself and the Commander... is classified. Chirakis: Watch, Doctor. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Chirakis: There are ordinary people for the most part on Aegis. The few others are.... compromising. Chirakis: Anything else? Chirakis: Very well... Chirakis: Dismissed. :::she stands as they do:::: Sierra Robinson: :: stands and exits :: mimipavilion: ::stands and walks to the door, making sure she doesn't bump into other people or they bump into her:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done. Chirakis: TBS will be one week. Chirakis: A longer time to allow personnel to settle down, relax, and think. Sierra Robinson: ? Chirakis: Question, Lt Robinson? Sierra Robinson: Will the Oberths be still moored at Aegis in a week or will they be removed to R@D? Chirakis: High level personnel will tend to that one. We hand them over and they make a decision. Sierra Robinson: okay thanks! Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander Coleridge? Nijil tr'Korjata: Should do a log over the week Chirakis: Any more questions from the crew? Chirakis: I thank you all for coming tonight. Happy New Year to all. Sierra Robinson: Happy New Year! Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |1 January 2021 26 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.179 TBS is 2 days - the time is 0900 hours (09:00 am) Aegis Local. The USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are berthed on Aegis. Clad in hazmat suits, Commander Coleridge and his team have been aboard the three Oberth class ships hunting for anything that might point them in the direction of a ship’s failure. The ships’ personnel have been nourished and released from medical care. Only one has died. Meanwhile, Captain Chirakis has been intensely focused on anything that seems suspicious as she walks from one deck to another whiles security checks and reports all areas of the station. After two days of gathering information, the crew will gather in the conference room to report their findings.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 12/18/20 = /\ = = /\ = 24 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.175 = /\ = TBS is 0 hours - the time is 1100 hours (11:00 am) Aegis Local. Most personnel from the Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt have been released from the Medical Complex. Engineering studies to determine why and how the ships were unable to move. The ships might have drained and dispersed power slowly, leaving personnel aboard to drift aimlessly through the nebula to their doom. The flowers on Aegis have some unusual characteristics, but are mostly harmless. The plants will be trimmed back to limit their growth and learn about them. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::on the CnC:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::Medical, finalizing reports::: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay as well, going over medical files:: Tarisa: @ ::On the Chi Song with Scott and Sierra:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: on Oberth Class vessel looking for something ...anything ....that could help figure out what happened :: Chirakis: ::CnC, staring at the coming and going of personnel that are following anyone who looks strange::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Riding her bird towards the new tower with Alexis and Annisha.:: Alexis McFarland: ::in their holosuite program, while no time passed in game, a few hours past in their program and they are nearing the tower they were heading to:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Holding onto her feathered hat, so it doesn't blow off.:: Scott Coleridge: @::in deflector control:: Let's see what we can find here mimipavilion: ::observing what's going on:: Annisha: :: Riding :: This is weird... Sierra Robinson: @ In theory one can put out the most power from a Starship through the Navigational deflector...so I thought...well maybe something might be helpful here. :: waves tricorder around :: Alexis McFarland: ::smiles at Miana:: We're almost there now. What's weird? Amanda Davis PhD: :::files another released officer::: Annisha: Riding these birds. Alexis McFarland: Ahh, that's why I just chose a horse. At least I'm used to it. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: facing the corner in the family quarters ...grounded for some reason...:: Scott Coleridge: @ We may not find anything if the charge on the deflector has dissipated by now, unfortunately Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles:: Alexis McFarland: ::slows her horse down and looks up at the tower:: We should look out for guards and stuff. Scott Coleridge: @ Any indications that the deflector dish's components have been damaged or affected in some way? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: In the medical bay :: Doctor, should I leave now? What else is there to do for me? Chirakis: :::focused on something, but what that is no one can say::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods, as she slows.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working at tactical :: Chirakis: ::without turning:: Commander Cayne, is there anything in the area that is suspicious? Sierra Robinson: @ :: approaches deflector control station and produces a small device.....:: This is a small power cell that I can ...hook up to the station here...and see if I can glean anything from the station here. With your permission sir, I'd like to try to access this control station ... Annisha: HD> No technology here. Chirakis: Or that *seems* suspicious. Tarisa: @ ::Shakes head:: From my perspective, they look undamaged like the rest of the ship. But a more technical eye might spot something. Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: Do it. mimipavilion: Bishop>::Nijil:: Yes you can leave. I'm sure Dr. Pavilion will notify you if there's anything odd with the tests. Dacia Sandero: ::watches Nijil for a second before going back to her reports:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: places her kit on the workstation and takes a moment to access a panel behind the console...:: I will not have much time...maybe a couple of hours charge sir..:: begins working :: But If Tarisa could look at the Science data... maybe there might be something... Alexis McFarland: ::Gets out her bow and arrow:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: maneuvers herself behind the console..in the bulky hazmat suit it is not easy :: Okay.....Ready here we go.....:: a beep is heard then a click :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Makes me wonder if Muuhi placed a backup in me. It's a Romulan thing to do. mimipavilion: Bishop>::slight side nod:: Tarisa: @ ::Ear flicks at the beep.:: Alexis McFarland: ::spots a guard and takes a shot with her arrow, taking him out:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: curses :: I bet that is why the Yith language is easier for me. :: facepalms :: Sierra Robinson: @:: stands up with difficulty and looks to see if anything happened......:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I am ready to leave the med bay. What is our status? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking down to see if the comms system is malfunctioning :: Scott Coleridge: @::not seeing any change to the readout on the console:: Scott Coleridge: @ Systems still show as nominal... Annisha: HD> Hey, do I throw spells? Tarisa: Miana> ::Readies her rapier/magic focus. She zaps a guard with Verthunder.:: Alexis McFarland: Mix your spell ingredients into a bottle, then chuck it. Chirakis: ::Slow turn in Caine's direction:: Commander, is there a problem? Annisha: HD> What am I, a Vulcan? Do I at least get a dagger? Tarisa: @ ::Nods:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: notes the system powered up :: Well...can you access the science station menu, I was just curious if any abnormal particle charge events were recorded. Amanda Davis PhD: ::tired of filing, she decides to make rounds::: Sierra Robinson: @ :: notes her COMM Badge :: Oh..... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: It's fine now. Maybe a system-wide refresh. Alexis McFarland: Yeah, you have a broadsword and a small dagger as default. But you can buy more weapons at the blacksmith. Sierra Robinson: @ +Nijil+ Robinson here.... Uh we are grasping for straws on finding anything on the power drain on the Oberths sir...on the Chi Song at the moment. Tarisa: @ ::Manages to boot up the science console.:: Chirakis: ::contemplates, then nods:: Inform Engineering if any problem arises. Sierra Robinson: @ I concur with Tarisa's plan on visiting the warp nacelles next... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to Dacia :: Fa afetai lava foma. Dacia Sandero: Uhh, yes? Lava is hot. Nijil tr'Korjata: Sorry, sorry. I am getting my languages mixed up. Alexis McFarland: ::shoots another arrow at another guard:: That's the last of the outside guards. I think. Nijil tr'Korjata: I called Robinson a kitten, speaking to you in Yith... Dacia Sandero: No worries. Uhh, what were you trying to say? Dacia Sandero: Ahh.. Interesting. Scott Coleridge: @::smiles:: We're getting quite a nice tour of the ship. Scott Coleridge: @ Let's go. Nijil tr'Korjata: Just thank you. If I grow whiskers we have a problem. Tarisa: Miana> ::Hops off her bird once they get to the entrance.:: We should look for traps. Annisha: HD> I have good eyes. mimipavilion: ::notes that Chirakis is a bit off her game, but she might not be, and just leaves it at that:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets off the bed to leave :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::hearing Nijil's remark and tries not to laugh::: Tarisa: @ ::Nods as she follows Scott.:: Scott Coleridge: @::only has to double-back twice this time:: Sierra Robinson: @ ::: hopes Tarisa has better luck finding something :: Dacia Sandero: You should probably try to get some rest. Goodbye. Alexis McFarland: ::hops off her horse and stows her bows and arrows, nods at Miana:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm going to go read in my office. :: waves :: Sierra Robinson: @ Sir, :: to Coleridge :: Being an engineer...have you've encountered strange things that baffled you ... and get frustrated a bit....not being able to come up with something? Annisha: HD> :: looking for traps, hits a rope that wraps around her leg and hangs her upside down via a tree :: Ahh. Dacia Sandero: OK. ::nods as he leaves before returning to her duties round sickbay:: Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: Well let's see. I've been through wormholes... manipulated by powerful non-corporeal aliens on... ::counts on his gloves:: at least 5 occasions. Visited by extragalactic aliens who gave us sensors I don’t understand... Tarisa: Miana> :.Watches as Annisha hands upside down. Tries not to giggle.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Rounds the corner and enters the lift :: Alexis McFarland: Waah.. ::watches Annisha, also holds in a giggle:: Sierra Robinson: @ So this is something to expect as an engineer on Aegis more often than not... I see. Alexis McFarland: ::Moves over to the tree carefully, then clambers up the side of the tree:: Tarisa: Miana> I can cast a spell to catch her if you cut the rope. Annisha: HD> :: Swings back and forth :: I found a trap. Chirakis: d'Ka> {{ships standing watch in the outer limits}} Scott Coleridge: @ I think it's part of being an engineer in Starfleet in general. Unless you want to spend your life refitting plasma conduits on some mining facility. Alexis McFarland: Good for you ::smiles:: Try the spell first, Miana. Hopefully it works. Nijil tr'Korjata: ( We control the horizontal, the vertical....) Scott Coleridge: @::reaches the Jeffries tube:: This will take us to the warp nacelle control room. Sierra Robinson: @ Ah good point. Sometimes I do think about making the perfect pizza oven though.. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Exit the lift and heads to engineering :: Tarisa: Miana> Ready ::Casts Varadero to catch Annisha when the rope is cut.:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: begins climbing the Jefferies tube...a tight fit with the old Oberth design and the Hazmat suits :: Alexis McFarland: ::watches:: Go for it, I guess. Tarisa: @ ::Follows in.:: mimipavilion: ::takes a seat at one of the mission configurable consoles and access her medical computer and does some work on the CnC:: Annisha: HD> :: falls and is levitated just before hitting the ground :: Scott Coleridge: @::climbs the tube to the nacelle control room:: Alexis McFarland: ::claps:: Good job Miana. Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Commander, ask for a report from Commander Coleridge... if they have found anything. Sierra Robinson: @ :: chuckles :: There may not be enough room for all of us.... Alexis McFarland: ::walks next to Miana:: Let's tread a bit more carefully I guess Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: nods :: +Coleridge+ Sir, a request for an update is being asked for, report. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Yeah. ::Casts a detect spell to see if she can spot any magic wards.:: Scott Coleridge: @::squeezes into the control room:: +Cayne+ We've investigated the shuttles, deflector control, and now we are examining the warp nacelles. Interesting result on the shuttlecraft, negative result in deflector control. Chirakis: :::Cayne::: Only if he is available. If not, I can wait. Nijil tr'Korjata: ::Arrives at his situation table. For some reason, things look different :: Alexis McFarland: ::walks closely behind Miana:: Tarisa: @ ::Enters warp control.:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::files another report::: Scott Coleridge: @ Hmm… the verterium cortenide in the nacelles is conductive. Amanda Davis PhD: :::suddenly turns, hearing a gasp and choking sound::: Sierra Robinson: @ So ...between the coils and, as Tarisa you pointed out....the Ramscoops there might be two ways for some...anomalous charge propagation to take place up here. Dacia Sandero: ::also hears the weird sound and heads towards it:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Swears he sees equations in front of him where the status display is :: Scott Coleridge: @ Exactly. If the Bussard collectors picked up some of the nebula mist, and it passed along the coils… Amanda Davis PhD: ::moving quickly in his direction::: Doctor Graylock, Lt Karien is choking. Tarisa: @ ::Nods:: It could shed some small light on what has happened. Sierra Robinson: @ :: opens her kit to produce another small APU :: Shall we try to glean something from this console? Amanda Davis PhD: ::turns with the doctor::: Dacia? :::looking around:: Room three A. Now! Annisha: HD> :: dusts herself off :: Dacia Sandero: Room 3A. Right. ::heads over there and readies it:: Dacia Sandero: Ok, good to go here. What's going on? Have you tried the Heimlich maneuver yet? Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: It's your show, Lieutenant. Amanda Davis PhD: Dr Graylock> ::working on the Lieutenant:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: opens the console hatch...this time she has to lie down and sort of work underneath the console....:: Alexis McFarland: ::looks around and heads to the tower:: How do we get in? Sierra Robinson: @ :: inspects data chips and EPS connections to the console...and then places the small APU in place :: Okay, I am going to...power it up ....now.... :: beep ... click :: Tarisa: Miana> One moment. ::Spots the ward she was looking for. With a small pulse she activates it, which opens the door.:: Dacia Sandero: ::helping out as well, checking the Lt's bio signs:: Sierra Robinson: @ I can't see the console from down here...I hope it did something... Tarisa: @ It is coming online now. Alexis McFarland: Nice. ::Peeks inside:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::assisting Dr Graylock, but it doesn't seem to be helping::: Dacia Sandero: ::scans the Lieutenant's airways to find what's blocking:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: decides to scan the console itself for any anomalies that may be present :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: breathes deeply :: Amanda Davis PhD: Graylock> ::checks everything he can, but nothing helps and the Lt fades away::: Sierra Robinson: @ :: begins to wiggle her way out from underneath the console :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::standing over the Lt, he makes the call::: Set the time at 1109 hours, Aegis local. :::looks to the assistants:: He's gone. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done. Next week is Christmas Day. There will be no sim that day. The week after is New Year's Day. If anyone is interested, I will be there. Chirakis: TBS will be two days, at what time, the crew will gather in the conference room to report findings. Chirakis: Questions? Sierra Robinson: none tonight Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, Comments for the crew? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Very well... Merry Christmas or Happy Hanukkah to everyone. Tarisa: night night Dacia Sandero: Goodnight, Merry Christmas Happy holidays Chirakis: Enjoy yourselves.... mimipavilion: night all see ya next week Scott Coleridge: No, Mimi mimipavilion: or next year Chirakis: Heh. Scott Coleridge: That's better :P mimipavilion: ::head slaps Scott:: Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |18 December 2020 24 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.178 TBS is 0 hours - the time is 1100 hours (11:00 am) Aegis Local. Most personnel from the USS Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt have been released from the Medical Complex. A few were traumatized and will remain in Medical until they settle down. Engineering is plowing through information to determine why and how the ships were unable to move within Nebula 231. Traces of particles were found, denoting that the energy was probably drawn out and dispersed slowly, leaving personnel aboard to drift aimlessly through the nebula to their doom. Regarding the flowers, Lt Dran notes that they have some unusual characteristics, but they seem mostly harmless. She recommends that the plants be trimmed back to limit their growth and to learn more by it's reaction, if any.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 12/11/20 = /\ = = /\ = 24 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.175 = /\ = TBS is 20 hours - the time is 10:00 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local. Ships USS Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt are berthed for repairs. Medical is treating their personnel for malnutrition. Energy siphoned from the ships could have been taken by cloaked vessels and/or to test weapons.. Cdr Coleridge & Company will board and examine the ships. Science continues to examine plants that have appeared in various areas of the station. The children crept onto deck 188 to see the "ticking" flowers. Bad choice. Our nemesis Ragor Tal might be the driving force behind the illness, flowers, and nebular mist. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Jylliene: ::CnC:: Chirakis: ::CnC, checking a few things::: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Pouring over the data from the three ships :: mimipavilion: ::in medical, looking at files of the crews debating on starting to release them:: Scott Coleridge: ::at the airlock of the Chi Song along with the rest of the away team:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::checking on her patients::: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha:: Sierra Robinson: :: suited up and ready to go with her tool kit :: Jylliene: ::keeping an eye on data from the recovered vessels:: Scott Coleridge: ((Anyone else who would like to join the away team may participate as themselves or an NPC)) Scott Coleridge: ::finishes checking seals:: Everyone ready? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::doing paperwork on the CnC:: Sierra Robinson: :: inspects her bio hazard suit one last time :: Ready Commander. Chirakis: :::standing next to Jylliene, paying no attention to most of those in CnC::: Jylliene: ::has the ships' data on screen:: Scott Coleridge: Ok. We've restored main power to all systems through an umbilical. There's no obvious sign of damage, but we've held off restarting the warp core until we complete the investigation in case restarting the internal power destroys any evidence we've missed. Scott Coleridge: We should have access to all systems, but so far no logs have revealed anything useful other than the fact of the power drain. Chirakis: :::studies the screen as XO begins his investigation::: Scott Coleridge: We're looking for anything unusual the first team might have missed, or anything that might have become apparent since then. Sierra Robinson: Nature abhors perfect energy transfers...we should find something. Tarisa: Miana> ::Holds up her PADD for Alexis and Annisha to see. It was info on their holosuite game.:: New quests arrived! Alexis McFarland: ::looks at Miana's PADD::: Ooh nice! Those sound fun. Annisha: Took them long enough. Amanda Davis PhD: ::sits down to listen to one of her patients who just wants to talk::: mimipavilion: ::goes over to Dacia and Amanda:: So what are your opinions on starting to release some of our guests? Scott Coleridge: Let’s go. ::grabs his @ and steps into the airlock:: Tarisa: Miana> We should go! mimipavilion: ::notices Amanda is busy at the moment:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::turns to Mimi::: Well, Lt Grader seems to be ready for release. He's quite the talker. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Yeah, we should. Yeah, really... ::to Annisha:: Scott Coleridge: @::cycles the airlock:: mimipavilion: ::smiles:: That's good to hear. Sierra Robinson: @ :: follows Commander Coleridge :: Have the ship's engineers revealed anything else since our first look sir? Tarisa: @ ::Quietly joined the others.:: Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, definitely. :::slight turn to Lt Grader::: Eager to get out of that gown? Amanda Davis PhD: Grader> Oh, yes ma'am. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::glancing at the away team monitors:: If they see so much as a stray leaf when they open those doors, they should just close it and walk away. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working :: Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: They are as puzzled as we are. All 3 chief engineers reports are consistent. ::steps into the Chi Song:: The ships entered the "nebula," and gradually they started to experience a power drain. By the time they realized how debilitating it was, there was no way to counteract it. Jylliene: ::nods, listening to Dran:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: taking deep breaths :: Scott Coleridge: @::walking down the corridor:: Robinson, where do you think we should start? mimipavilion: ::looks at her PADD and marks Lt. Grader ready for release:: Alright Lt, we'll get you out of here asap. Annisha: Is it a bunch of Bolians working on it? Alexis McFarland: I think so, it was outsourced over to them a while ago. Annisha: Explains the bald characters. Sierra Robinson: @ I was wondering about that myself. There was something I thought of over my last slice of pizza.....these shuttles should have a shuttlecraft aboard right? Alexis McFarland: ::Drinking a carton of orange juice, giggles:: Chirakis: ::without turning::: Lt Dran, what is your diagnosis of these.... feathered flowers that cling to just about everything? Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: facing a corner....in his family quarters....for sneaking candy into his room...and making a mess and is grounded :: Amanda Davis PhD: Grader> Thank you, Doctor. Scott Coleridge: @ Aye, the Chi Song has 4 Type-9 shuttles. mimipavilion: ::smiles:: no problem Tarisa: Miana> hehe ::Also finishes her juice.:: Lets go questing! Amanda Davis PhD: I'm sure you don't need help, Lieutenant. I'll leave you here to put on a fresh uniform. Deal? Tae'Lynn Dran: While they have some unusual characteristics they seem mostly harmless. Sierra Robinson: @ Yeah...well I wanted to see if their power systems were completely drained as well. They technically are independent little critters inside the Shuttlebay. Alexis McFarland: Mm-mm. ::smiles:: Let's go. ::tosses her empty juice carton into a garbage bin:: Chirakis: Hm... harmless. And we're sure of that? Scott Coleridge: @ Good idea. Let’s head to the shuttlebay then. Sierra Robinson: @ Should just take a quick scan of the cores...won't take but a couple of minutes. Jylliene: *mostly* harmless. Amanda Davis PhD: Grader> Deal. Tae'Lynn Dran: Not at all. But until something triggers a different response than what we've seen so far it is a fair guess. Scott Coleridge: @ I’ve never worked aboard an Oberth class myself, seems so cramped compared to Aegis. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looking through records of strange happenings within nebulas :: Chirakis: ::turns to Dran::: Explain unusual characteristics. Tarisa: Miana> Yay! Alexis McFarland: ::smiles and heads to the holosuites:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Well, most foliage isn't as touchy feely as these. Sierra Robinson: @ These guys are sardines aren't they.. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees Robinson's locator 'dot' on the station status display :: Chirakis: :::considers that::: Tae'Lynn Dran: They are well adapted to artificial environments. mimipavilion: ::shows Amanda a list of names who could be released:: Annisha: :: Goes with Miana and Alexis :: Dacia Sandero: ::checking the other patients in the med bay:: I don't think it'll be long before you're all released I think. Scott Coleridge: @ Mind, I was aboard a Defiant class for 4 weeks during Academy training. Now that was a sardine situation. I shared a cabin with a Bolian. Chirakis: Is there any possibility that they are sentient? Scott Coleridge: @::enters the shuttlebay, where one of the shuttles rests on the pad:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::takes the list::: I'm sure they'll be excited to go. Sierra Robinson: @ :: follows Coleridge to the cramped shuttlebay :: Oh wow...I wish I had the chance to go on a cadet cruise like that. Hostilities prevented mine. Tae'Lynn Dran: Not in any currently defined ways. Alexis McFarland: ::heads to the holosuites and books a room, They are led to an empty holo-suite and the program is loaded:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: I'm sure they will be. Amanda Davis PhD: ::flips through them and smiles at the thought::: Scott Coleridge: @ I’ll check the shuttlebay systems. Tarisa and Robinson, check out the shuttle itself. Chirakis: What about.... undefined ways? Chirakis: Allow me to clarify... Scott Coleridge: @::Heads for the shuttlebay control console at the side of the shuttlebay:: Tarisa: @ ::Nods.:: Of course. :;Walks over to the shuttle.:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: approaches the four shuttle pods and looks to Tarisa :: The idea is...did the nebula drain a craft's systems when not physically connected to the Oberth's Power grid. Alexis McFarland: ::Changes into her medieval knight armour and climbs atop her thoroughbred after she starts the program:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Changes into her updated red mage outfit, since they have leveled up.:: Sierra Robinson: @ We have to find this out....and frankly if it did drain these guys’ power cells.. I am going to be seriously scratching my head. Tarisa: @ It would depend on if the shuttle was exposed to this mysterious mist or not. Alexis McFarland: Where were we again? We just slew one of the dragons guarding the eastern realm right? Sierra Robinson: @ uhmm if I could...:: notes her suit :: Chirakis: Is there any possibility that the creeping flowers are looking for an area to take over and settle down? Scott Coleridge: @ According to logs, that shuttle was powered down while they were in the nebula, for what it's worth. Tae'Lynn Dran: That would be natural for any lifeform. Sierra Robinson: @ Okay...so they did not use the shuttles... Good to know. Now are their batteries drained... Dacia Sandero: ::looking at some reports on the crewmembers' overall health as well as the names of those due for release soon:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods under her feathered red hat.:: Yes. According to the update, there is a new tower near there. Scott Coleridge: @::continues to read the shuttlebay maintenance log, accesses shuttlebay power usage curves:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: enters one of the empty shuttles and begins taking readings of the shuttles batteries and fusion reactors :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::Helping some of the patients put on their uniforms:: Alexis McFarland: ::looks at Miana's map:: Okay, within a days' travel by horseback. Chirakis: :::slow nod::: Annisha: New tower? Did they just build it? Sierra Robinson: @ Okay looks good..Tarisa...I'm going to power up the craft. Tarisa: @ ::Nods.:: Alexis McFarland: Yeah, it's one of the new updates. Sierra Robinson: @ :: taps the LCARS console and glides her suited hand across the panel :: Chirakis: ::Dran::: Carry on. Scott Coleridge: @ACTION> The shuttle comes alive under its own power. Sierra Robinson: :: Scans :: Jylliene: Shuttle power up. Scott Coleridge: @::turns around as he hears the thrum of the shuttle's engines shifting from cold to standby:: Whoa. Sierra Robinson: @ Okay... things look good. Tarisa: @ ::Looks around.:: I would say the shuttle was unaffected. Jylliene: ::watching data coming in:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Summons her ostrich like mount.:: Sierra Robinson: @ Okay great to know... Sir...going to quickly check the data banks then shut her off... Alexis McFarland: I hope we can make it there by sundown. Well, I guess we can stay at a tavern for the night if it gets too dark. Chirakis: :::still uneasy regarding the Oberth class ships::: Tarisa: Miana> :;Pets the bird as it makes a kweh sound, then she gets up into the saddle.:: Scott Coleridge: @::approaches the entrance of the shuttle:: Good guess, Robinson. Tae'Lynn Dran: I would recommend the plants be trimmed back. It would be best to limit their growth towards any systems and we may learn more by it's reaction, if any. Sierra Robinson: @ Tarisa can you check the console for any data files? It is a long shot, I know. Dacia Sandero: ::settles into the saddle of her horse:: Alexis McFarland: ::Settles into the saddle of her horse:: Tarisa: @ ::Nods as she sits at a console, bringing up files.:: mimipavilion: ::helping one of the patients being released into their uniform:: Chirakis: :::nod to Dran:: Agreed. Inform your personnel to follow your directions. Sierra Robinson: @ sometimes repair crews forget to delete stuff.... Just looking for the needle in the haystack. Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes Captain. Chirakis: ...and Lieutenant? Take something that can protect you in case the plants decide to... attack you. Dacia Sandero: ::has a sip of tea as she goes over some medical reports and stuff:: Jylliene: (Med: temp quarters should have been assigned to the ships' crew, so you'll be able to direct them to quarters as they're released) Scott Coleridge: @ Hmm. ::scans the shuttle hull:: Tarisa: @ ::Begins her search.:: Scott Coleridge: @ Interesting, I thought so. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Snaps to as he wakes from his daydream :: Scott Coleridge: @ There's a residual electrostatic charge on the shuttle's hull. Alexis McFarland: ::speed towards the tower, urging her horse to go faster as they travel through the valley:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Her bird keeps up pace.:: Sierra Robinson: @ Electrostatic charge....hmm... but the shuttle....did not leave the bay during the mission according to the logs... Chirakis: ::turns aside to whisper and answer to d’Ka:: I know, Kh’éile. I'm listening and I understand. Sierra Robinson: @ My next idea was deflector control.. sir....Plus Tarisa , all those science sensors...right up your alley so to speak. Scott Coleridge: @ Right. So that means whatever affected the Chi Song's power systems created an electric charge in the air molecules throughout the ship... enough ionization at least to leave a signature on a large enough metallic object like a shuttle. Scott Coleridge: @::Robinson:: Makes sense to me. ::Tarisa:: Anything useful in the logs? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::marking areas on a station diagram to remove plants:: Tarisa: @ ::Shakes head.:: Not yet, but I will download them in case we miss something. ::Begins file transfer.:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::helping the rest of the crew... if they need to, that is.:::: Alexis McFarland: ::reading the file notes of the new content as she travels:: Sierra Robinson: @ I was thinking Tarisa...if the deflector dish, could....have been a charge accumulation area. as well... Scott Coleridge: @::heads for the exit:: Next up, deflector control! ::starts walking in one direction, abruptly turns around:: Uh, this way. Sierra Robinson: @ :: follows allowing Tarisa to go first :: Tarisa: @ :;Follows.:: The Bussard collectors would also be a possible collection point. Though it would be hard to tell from inside the ship... Chirakis: D'ka> {{Take care, Kh’éile. He is working his way through}} Sierra Robinson: @ right....we can make that stop number three if time allows...:: follows the others :: Annisha: What does the release notes say about this adventure? Scott Coleridge: @::enters deflector control, which is a cramped room with just enough space for 3 suited people:: Alexis McFarland: It should take about a day or two to finish in intermediate difficulty. We can learn new skills as well as get new melee weapons in the shop. Scott Coleridge: @ Oberth class has an overpowered deflector for its size, to deal with possible hazards while performing scientific missions. The Chi Song's engineer did note that she and her crew tried to recalibrate the deflector to boost shields against the power drain. Alexis McFarland: I really like the look of the new battle axe Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is zoning out at the main console, the noises around him fading away as he watched the investigation data come in along with the reading of his own scans :: Tarisa: @ ::Nods as she listens.:: Scott Coleridge: @ It had no effect, positive or negative. As far as the nebula was concerned, shields or no shields was the same. Amanda Davis PhD: :::straightens a uniform and pins on the uniform insignia::: Tarisa: Miana> I need a new rapier. ::grins.:: Alexis McFarland: ::they across a very scenic valley and head some hills where the tower can now be seen in the far off distance:: Sierra Robinson: @ :: listens :: They were pouring more power into that deflector, but were getting no benefit... Alexis McFarland: Hehehe. Though, I need to build up my skills wielding axes. I usually stick to bows and arrows and the broadsword. Chirakis: ::turns to Jyl::: Take a break, Commander. I'll take over so you can relax for a while. :::and so can she::: Scott Coleridge: @ True. Maybe that can reveal something though. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: under his breath :: Damn Muuhi, what's going on with these memories? Annisha: That spire is sure tall. Like that thing at my grandparents place. mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: I'm going to the CnC for a while. Amanda Davis PhD: ::checks the insignia ::: Perfect, Commander. Amanda Davis PhD: Cdr Dieri> Thanks for the help, doc. I owe you one. Sierra Robinson: @ my guess is this part of the ship will be highly charged. Just because so much power was being shunted through here. Alexis McFarland: Ooh yeah, I remember that Amanda Davis PhD: ::Dieri:: And I'll count on that. Jylliene: Thank you, ma'am. ::heads for the TL:: Chirakis: ::::flipping through information and passing some to other areas::: Sierra Robinson: @ :: arrives at Deflector control room and looks inside.....:: Jylliene: ::decides to take a quick visit to the arboretum:: Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: All right. mimipavilion: ::nods and exits medical to the CnC via the tl:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Very well done, crew. It's not often that the crew works so well together. Chirakis: TBS will be ZERO. Chirakis: We'll carry on next week. Chirakis: And next week is the last sim before next year - since the next week will be Christmas. Sierra Robinson: oh my Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander? Dacia Sandero: ahh yes. Already. Chirakis: Yes, very soon. Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Comments or questions from the crew? Nijil tr'Korjata: none here Chirakis: Seeing none... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.