Chirakis

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |11 December 2020 24 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.178 TBS is 20 hours - the time is 1000 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local. The USS ships Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt are berthed for repairs. It is possible that energy siphoned from the ships could have been taken by cloaked vessels or be tested for weaponry. Cdr Coleridge and Ltjg Robinson will lead a team to board and examine the ships. The science team continues examining three types of plants that have appeared in various areas of the station. Curiosity led several children to sneak into a crawlway to see the plants on deck 188, and were quite surprised. Medical is keeping a close watch on the docked ships’ personnel. Most of all they suffer from malnutrition. Ragor Tal, devious and calculating, could be the driving force behind the illnesses, flowers, nebular mist, and probably several other schemes. Personnel connected to Rendezvous October are keeping close watch, especially Captains Chirakis and Je’rit d’Ka.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |4 December 2020 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 TBS is zero - the time is 1600 hours (4:00 pm) Aegis Local. The USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt were drained of power by unconventional means. The crews were left alone and are recovering. The children used the crawlway to see the flowers on deck 188. It was interesting. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Jylliene: ::Ops:: Dacia Sandero: ::in medical as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sitting in medical, awaiting scans or some such :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in science lab:: Tarisa: ::Stepping into the labs. Greets Dran.:: Sierra Robinson: :: in Main Engineering observing Environmental system loads :: Tarisa: Miana> ::A little squeamish.:: Scott Coleridge: ::on the CDC, making some notes for when he and Robinson lead the next team aboard one of the drained ships tomorrow:: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and the other kids:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Hello Chirakis: :::CnC in her office::: Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Hey! What's next! Tarisa: How are your tests coming along? mimipavilion: ::Nijil:: Follow me, let me get a neurological scan. Alexis McFarland: Blubby's? Annisha: Like there's anywhere else to go... they deliver too. Tarisa: Miana> ::Frowns.:: As long as we get away from the plants... Tae'Lynn Dran: No incredible finds. Sometimes that's a good thing. Average is not a bad thing usually. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Alexis McFarland: ::pets the plant's vine:: It was nice seeing you. Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: I'll be in with the captain, you have the conn. ::goes up to Chirakis' door and rings the chime:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: gets up :: Alright... What resolution are you using doctor? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: smiles :: Jylliene: yes sir. Tarisa: Miana> Eep. ::keeps her tail close so it doesn't get grabbed again.:: Alexis McFarland: Aww. ::holds Miana:: Sierra Robinson: Chubs> No Plant is going to eat me... Tarisa: Miana> ::Throws the last of her snack bars and juice boxes towards the plants so they will be distracted from her.:: mimipavilion: I'm gonna use a multi-resolution. I want to get a better idea of what's going on. The good thing is I separate the resolutions to compare them if and when I need to. Alexis McFarland: ::sees a ventilation hatch Meg had opened and crawls through:: Let's get out here. Chirakis: :::deep sigh as she exits the office::: Scott Coleridge: ::almost bumps into Chirakis:: Ah, Captain. mimipavilion: ::motions to the biobed:: Please... Jylliene: ::glances over at the near collision, then back to her console:: Chirakis: ::she doesn’t seem to respond:: Dacia Sandero: ::checking in on the patients:: Much better it seems, nutrition levels are going up Tarisa: I am surprised that the vines allowed us to get so close to the root system. Their defensive mechanism either did not go off, or they actually trusted us. Nijil tr'Korjata: The multi-micron range. Tarisa: Miana> ::Climbs:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Lays down :: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Tae'Lynn Dran: That's assuming they have such a defense system. Alexis McFarland: Meg> ::closes the hatch after everyone is in and climbs back up using the Ghost Squad crawl way:: Tarisa: Indeed. Tae'Lynn Dran: I think the movement is simply a normal attraction to heat and light sources. Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Might I update you on where we're at with our scans? Tae'Lynn Dran: Just normally those movements are much slower. Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi scanned a lot, wondering what the long term effects were to the rewritten pathways. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> I don't get it! Did someone deactivate the shield! Nijil tr'Korjata: A lot of scanning going on. My brain, the nebula... Chirakis: ::turns to Scott, pauses, then nods::: Please do. Tae'Lynn Dran: I guess something in the air of this station just kicks plantlife into high gear. Alexis McFarland: Maybe? Or maybe there was no shield. Alexis McFarland: ::quickly climbing back up:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Nebula? There was a nebula. Tarisa: There has been a lot of plant activity. Annisha: Why use a shield when you can just seal off the areas Tarisa: From different varieties. Alexis McFarland: That's true. The area we entered must not have been sealed. Alexis McFarland: Meg>. We should be back in the commerce deck in a few minutes. ::climbing back up the Jeffries Tubes with the others:: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Unfortunately, we’ve yet to get firm conclusions. Our scans have not revealed anything obviously responsible for absorbing the energy siphoned from the ships. I have a theory that there could have been cloaked vessels on site during the activity, but I don’t have any data to back that up. Commander Brown thinks the nebula mists were a test for a weapon that could be deployed against an entire planet. mimipavilion: ::begins the multi-micron range scan:: Jylliene: ::wonders what Annisha is up to:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Keeps climbing.:: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Lieutenant Robinson would like to take another team aboard one of the drained ships, and I concur and want to accompany her tomorrow. There must be *some* evidence there that will help us understand what happened. Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes. That's the strangest thing. One rampant botanical is something. I believe we've had 4 or 5 outbreaks, if you include some of the mold and odor causing particulates Nijil tr'Korjata: Are we scanning yet doctor? Alexis McFarland: Meg> ::checks with another girl to make sure the coast is clear, before exiting through the shaft and into an empty corridor in the commerce deck, motions for the other kids to follow:: Tarisa: This is certainly not coincidental. mimipavilion: Just started. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Doing a perimeter scan around the station :: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: That's where we're at, Captain. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Well that means those things can get out...I don't want to have to pull the weeds ya know...:: waddles behind the gang just blabbing....:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Exits into the corridor.:: Alexis McFarland: Alexis>. ::squeezes through and re-emerges in the commerce deck:: I know where we are, we're near the Klingon section. The shop where Mr. Cuddles isn't too far away. Chirakis: :::deep breath::: Agreed. Whoever boards the ships must be with security. Annisha: Home sweet corridor... Alexis McFarland: Thanks Meg, that was fun. Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Understood. And unless medical has cleared the quarantine on the crews, we'll wear environmental suits too. Alexis McFarland: Meg> ::Smiles brightly:: Any time! It was fun being underground again. Tae'Lynn Dran: Any ideas how to connect all these dots? Alexis McFarland: ::they walk back into the commerce section:: Sierra Robinson: Chubs> :: follows trying to be part of the gang :: Chirakis: ::to Scott:: Agreed. Alexis McFarland: I'm glad you made it back in one piece Chubs. Nijil tr'Korjata: Maybe crossover memories are just inevitable. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Going to take more than a plant to get me! I am legend. ::The Chubby Bolian kid replies:: Alexis McFarland: Yeah. Tarisa: I wish I knew... ::Thinks for a moment, then goes to a console. She begins inputting a search, then shows the monitor to Dran.:: This is all we have on a race we dubbed the Treevians. They are a plant based race. Maybe there is something in here that can help? mimipavilion: ::Nijil:: Probably, but better to be safe than sorry. Tae'Lynn Dran: Interesting. Tarisa: Miana> ::giggles.:: Sierra Robinson: Chubs> ::waddles along with the group:: Alexis McFarland: ::hugs Miana:: I'm glad you made it back in one piece too. The plants really seemed to like you Miana… not that I can blame them. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil smiled :: His name was Kaalh. I remember. Seems so long ago. Chirakis: ::::staring out the window to the commerce deck, obviously concerned about something:::: mimipavilion: ::finishes up the scan:: Kaalh, who's that? Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods with a frown.:: It was scary... Sierra Robinson: :: pulls up schematic diagrams of Oberth Class Starships...reviewing system layouts and power conduit systems :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He thought for a moment :: First kiss, well, err, her first kiss...Prani Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Well, at least now you see why the plants are isolated down there. Just glad we got out of there before things got worse. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Scott Coleridge: ::moves next to Chirakis:: Captain, is something else the matter? mimipavilion: ::nods, concerned that this type of time travel maybe not all that's expected:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I feel fine though, good energy... still not enough sleep. Chirakis: :::blinks... straightens up and has the expression of should I or shouldn't I:::: Annisha: What's up with those plants anyway? mimipavilion: ::makes note of lack of sleep:: When you were in Prani's body, how long did you sleep? Sierra Robinson: Chubs> I should of grabbed a souvenir Tae'Lynn Dran: ::still reviewing the Treevian data:: Alexis McFarland: I don't know.... ::feels something itchy on her back:: ...I think there's something on my back. I can't quite reach it. Little help Miana? ::a piece of flower is on her back:: Chirakis: :::stares for a moment, then replies:: My office, Commander. Commander Cayne, you have the con. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye. Scott Coleridge: ::accompanies Chirakis to her office:: Nijil tr'Korjata: They have twenty-eight hour days. About 8-10 eventually. I worked really long nights trying to diagnose the generator malfunction. Would have helped I knew the language sooner, or did not have whiskers. Chirakis: Secure the door, Commander. Alexis McFarland: ::Looks at a little flower that Miana picked off, she checks the others to see if there's anything on their backs too but doesn't find anything:: Well, there's your souvenir Chubs Scott Coleridge: ::secures the door:: Done. Tarisa: Miana> ::Pulls the flower off, shows it to Alexis.:: Chirakis: :::Presses a button to turn the lights to blue::: Alexis McFarland: Ooh. Must've stuck onto me when it grabbed me. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> :: looks at Flower :: That is …weird! mimipavilion: ::nods, taking note:: Anything else that you can remember that maybe could affect your body, specifically your brain? Nijil tr'Korjata: I think Robinson was concerned more than I, so if it makes her feel better all the better. Alexis McFarland: Probably best to dispose of that, I think. Chirakis: Commander.... :::sits on the edge of her desk::: Tarisa: Miana> Um...I do not think we should keep it. Alexis McFarland: I agree.. here's a waste reclamator. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> :: gets up close to it for a second then backs off like a chicken :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Not locally, I mean I was around the generator, no radiation that I could detect, but that was there and then. Chirakis: You are aware of Captain d'Ka's attachment to me, correct? Alexis McFarland: ::smiles and places the flower in the waste reclamation unit and disposes of it:: Annisha: (Thought about yelling "C3PO!") Alexis McFarland: There's nothing else in back right? mimipavilion: ::nods:: Alexis McFarland: ::feels her back but doesn't feel anything else:: Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Maybe it has some alien DNA in it that will.....turn us into plants! Scott Coleridge: ::sits in a chair:: Vaguely. I'm not sure I understand, you know… the intricacies. You're telepathically linked in some way, yes? Alexis McFarland: Ooooh! Plant person! Tarisa: Miana> I do not see anything. Tae'Lynn Dran: I think I would need an actual sample of the Treevian DNA to confirm a link. There's some similar properties but I can't confirm much. Nijil tr'Korjata: When I look back at my time with Muuhi, it was really amazing to be someone else, but still me. Chirakis: Yes. Yes it is. Completely attached to me no matter where we are or what we are doing. Alexis McFarland: I don't see anything on you or anyone else either. I'm gonna take a long shower and dispose of my clothes when I get back to my room just to be sure Chirakis: However... Tarisa: ::Nods, but gives a little frown.:: Unfortunately the Alien Alliance stands between us and the Treevian homeworld. Annisha: Sonic or real water? Alexis McFarland: Both? mimipavilion: ::nods:: A bit of perspective, one would say. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> those plants were too scared to touch me! Chirakis: He is blanking his attachment to me so I will not know what is happening. And when that happens.... Annisha: Oh yes! They introduced that. You can make the water dance if you adjust it right. Alexis McFarland: Yeah, I tried that a few times.. it's really cool! Chirakis: ….something is drastically wrong. And it pertains to Aegis. Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Yes, would have been enough to be a male there, but I was a female...with all that entails. :: cocking his head to one side :: Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: sweeps the area in front of his store :: Chirakis: He is Sindarin, and he may not divulge anything that might happen.... Scott Coleridge: ::listening:: Nijil tr'Korjata: (sweeping makes the dust go...) mimipavilion: ::stifles a laugh:: Understandable. Chirakis: No what the matter.... Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi got me though. Really good. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: For an entire week she convinced me I was expecting. I mean how would I know how it feels? Chirakis: The only thing he has allows me to know that it pertains to Aegis, and he is going to double the craft that surround our borders. mimipavilion: Well, that's one thing I can't tell you. Scott Coleridge: Have you thought about… just asking him? Dacia Sandero: ::finishes checking up on all of the crew:: Hopefully it won't be long before they're all released. ::to one of the other doctors:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh Prani was not, or they have one long gestation period. mimipavilion: ::side nod:: Sierra Robinson: :: ponders things....what could she possibly think of the engineering teams on those ships… did not... those crews albeit small were far more experienced than her, and could not stop what happened and apparently still do not know what happened. Still it was her duty to investigate...for if this nebula thing visited Aegis....:: Nijil tr'Korjata: There was a time I was worried about missing the birth of my child with Jylliene. Tae'Lynn Dran: Well, what I do know is that the scans of the Treevian habitat show similar atmospheric and radiant heat markings as the vines root chamber. But I believe these vines would be competitors for nutrition with the Treevians, not coexisting. mimipavilion: Understandable Chirakis: There is no need to ask him. He will tell me anything needed through telepathically. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Oh well... Time for me to battle Klingons in the holosuite, I slew 100 of them the other day... Chirakis: And for now.... he has nothing that he will divulge. Only that the area is in danger. Alexis McFarland: Ooh, nice. We all slew a medieval dragon in the holosuites last week. Alexis McFarland: That was fun, but the plot was really long. Alexis McFarland: Have fun Chubs. Tarisa: When I was there, I just remember the large tree systems. I did not see smaller vines. The thing that stood out to me was the use of drones they employed. Chirakis: :::stands and turns to the window to lean against them::: Tae'Lynn Dran: I read about that. I guess if the vines start building little toy soldiers we should be worried. Tarisa: ::Smirks.:: Indeed Sierra Robinson: Chubs> :: waddles off.....his real destination of course is the candy store ..he does not have permission to use the holosuites :: Scott Coleridge: We always seem to be in danger. Chirakis: Indeed we do. Nijil tr'Korjata: How are you doctor, after... ? Chirakis: The need this time is.... ::::deep breath before turning::: Is Ragor Tal. Scott Coleridge: Him again. mimipavilion: I'm fine. Chirakis: Again? ::slight grin:: Chirakis: He has always been around us. Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: notes a short chubby Bolian child walking over to the Candy Store across the Commerce Mall as he sweeps... thinking....that kid needs exercise ::. Annisha: Have they sent us new holo-chapters? Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: There was an update. Alexis McFarland: Not yet, I heard the new chapters got delayed. Sierra Robinson: :: notes the shuttle bay on the Oberth Class Vessel, small and only meant for science purposes it did not need to carry too much :: Hmm Shuttles... :: jots notes :: Alexis McFarland: Oh, cool! Must have just come out then! Tarisa: Miana> New content, but no new chapters yet. Alexis McFarland: Probably in the last few days. Ahh, I see. Tarisa: Miana> More side quests for treasure! Sierra Robinson: Chubs> :: waddles back to where the kids are...munching on sweets :: Alexis McFarland: More treasure is always nice. Nijil tr'Korjata: Okay. :: to Mimi :: May I ask another personal question? mimipavilion: Sure Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Well, if Captain d'Ka is trying to protect us from without… we should focus on protecting ourselves from within, right? Chirakis: Correct. Nijil tr'Korjata: Have you sought companionship yet? Maybe no one you are interested in on this station.. Chirakis: Although.. he is already within. How? I do not know. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Hi guys I just killed five more Klingons....got bored...bought some Risan Cookies.... Chirakis: Commander..... Alexis McFarland: Oooh, nice. That was quick. Tarisa: Miana> ::Sniffs.:: I smell lots of sugar. mimipavilion: I have not on both questions. Chirakis: ::looks up::: What I have told you is classified, Commander. I will say nothing else except that, I need a drink. Annisha: There are holo-adventures not made for kids, so many of them Scott Coleridge: Understood. Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Mom says I have to eat after exercise. Sierra Robinson: :: looks up at the 3D holo display hoping answers will come :: Nijil tr'Korjata: As long as your fur is shiny. Alexis McFarland: ::chuckles:: I guess you need to regain your energy with sugar Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done. Chirakis: TBS will be the next day at 10AM local. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, comments? Scott Coleridge: Anyone who wants to join us on the away team may Scott Coleridge: Except the children Tarisa: lol Alexis McFarland: rofl Chirakis: Any takers? Sierra Robinson: Chubs> Mommy!!!!!!!!! Chirakis: Only a few are needed. Tarisa: I'm sure one of us from science will be along. Annisha: Age discrimination Dacia Sandero: Maybe someone from medical too Alexis McFarland: lol Chirakis: Contact Commander Coleridge if you are willing. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |4 December 2020 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 TBS is 0 hours - the time is 1600 hours (4:00 pm) Aegis Local. The USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt were drained of power by unconventional means. Faint traces of particles are everywhere, denoting that the energy was drawn out and dispersed slowly. The ships’ crews are recovering from malnutrition, and there is no sign of radiation. Questions to be answered: How was the energy disbursed without killing the crews? How was the energy drawn from the ships? Where did the energy go and what will be its use? It is paramount that we figure out how this nebular mist works and develop countermeasures. Starfleet will likely want to retask those ships as soon as possible. To that end, Captain Chirakis has suddenly become quiet and contemplative. As for other news, the plants that are growing on deck 188 intrigue Alexis, Chubs, Annisha, and Meg. In their curiosity, they decided to use the Ghost Squad’s crawlway to investigate the flowers on deck 188. It was a little more than an interesting encounter. The flowers enjoyed stroking and cuddling humanoids, but the children didn’t seem to enjoy that as much.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 11/27/20 = /\ = = /\ = 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 = /\ = TBS is 0 - the time is 1500 hours (3:00 pm) Aegis Local. USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are berthed at Aegis. Personnel are under quarantine in the medical complex. Engineering is examining the ships. The nebular mists have strangely vanished. Flowering vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo deck. They have done nothing that would endanger anything or anyone. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: CdrBrown: ::in Drankum's finishing up a late lunch:: Chirakis: :::staring out the window over the commerce deck, checking those who are in that area::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: With Robinson :: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay, checking on the patients:: Tarisa: Miana> ::With the Goon squad. She has a backpack full of snack bars and juice boxes.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: feeling out of it again :: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha, she also has a backpack full of snacks and drinks as well:: We thought of the same thing. CdrBrown: ::finishes the last bites of his Reuben and wipes the mustard from his mouth:: Alexis McFarland: ::the other two girls nod:: Red-haired girl>. Stick close so you don't get lost. It's easy to get lost under there. Amanda Davis PhD: :::approaches Mimi:: It seems that most of the crew are relaxed and ready to leave, even though I believe it should take another 24 hours just to make sure. Sierra Robinson: Chubby Bolian Kid> I got my lunch...made my Mom. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Mm. Best to be prepared. CdrBrown: ::pays his tab, grabs the last sip of root beer, and gets up:: Alexis McFarland: ::glances at Chubs:: Nice. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Agreed. Dacia Sandero: ::Nods:: Alexis McFarland: ::holds Miana:: Let's go. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: follows trying to fit in :: Annisha: Where ya going Alexis? Alexis McFarland: We're off to see the plant thingie. CdrBrown: ::exits the establishment and heads up the nearest set of stairs to the observation level:: Sierra Robinson: :: enjoying a late lunch at the promenade :: Annisha: Oh yeah. Let's go. Tarisa: Miana> ::Follows, and begins humming.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: watching the action from his station :: Scott Coleridge: ::on the CnC, pondering the scan results:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> So are we going to visit the kid-eating-plants? Alexis McFarland: Red-haired girl, Meg>. ::leads the group around to an empty corridor leading to an access tube:: After you...:gestures inside, once she opens the hatch:: Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Yes, hopefully it's not hungry Alexis McFarland: ::enters the access tube:: Annisha: :: Follows her friends :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks down the hatch, before climbing down herself.:: CdrBrown: ::stares out the nearest window, seeing a couple of crumbs still lurking in his beard through his reflection:: Sierra Robinson: :: sips her tea with her salad :: Alexis McFarland: Meg> ::closes the hatch and climbs down as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is eating with Sierra Robinson :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs>:: struggles down tube :: Chirakis: ::as she watches those on the commerce deck she is more contemplative than usual::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: eating a sandwich :: I am still feeling out of it. I thought I would be over my experience by now. Sierra Robinson: That ship inspection...all three...same thing. Something I doubt Starfleet has run into before, I had a class mention Breen Dampening weapons in the Dominion war..but those left clues to what happened. CdrBrown: ::completely failing to do anything about the crumbs in his beard, steps away from the window and walks towards the lift:: Sierra Robinson: Oh sorry...I won't talk shop now. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Man..I am so buff...no plant is gonna eat me.. CdrBrown: ::enters the TL:: CnC, please.... Scott Coleridge: ::finishing a post-scan analysis, pondering:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Please please kitten, don't mind me. :: Nijil facepalms :: Elements. I think I am still Prani.. Alexis McFarland: Meg>. ::kind of hopes the plant eats him first:: There we are. We need to use this crawlway, might be a tight squeeze for you. Maybe suck in your belly. Alexis McFarland: ::to Chubbs: Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles as she starts through the crawlway.:: Alexis McFarland: ::follows after MIana:: Sierra Robinson: Sir. .. :: decides to ask :: Are you seeing a Doctor about this? Nijil tr'Korjata: The dampening is different from that conflict. CdrBrown: ::exits the TL to see Scott with a look of deep thought on his face:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Not yet... Guess I should. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Heh!!! CdrBrown: ::to Scott:: You need a meal relief? Annisha: :: Watching their backs :: Sierra Robinson: If something were to happen where we need you on the level sir....and that well...happens. ... Nijil tr'Korjata: I think it's a memory crossing. Scott Coleridge: ::Brown:: No, thanks, I had a light lunch. I need to … it’s not micro wormholes, I don’t think. What about a cloaked ship? Or ships? Some kind of cloaked array? Alexis McFarland: Pretty tight crawlway, I guess this is how you kids got around, eh? Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi warned me, given how long I was in their time. Amanda Davis PhD: :::paging through the information she has gained from the crew and a few other things::: Alexis McFarland: ::Meg nods:: Yeah, takes you pretty anywhere you need to go Sierra Robinson: :: partakes of more of her salad :: I guess I think...I am saying is ..maybe you should take some more time off Sir. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> ::: trying not to fall behind...is actually keeping up :: CdrBrown: ::leans in:: cloaked array? that much power drain would require a sizable piece of equipment. have any of the scans indicated an unexplained mass? Alexis McFarland: ::keeps going as well:: Scott Coleridge: Not causing the drain. The mist does that on its own. But as an explanation for where the power went. Tarisa: Miana> ::Climbs out of the crawlway. Dusts herself off.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Na, I just need a visit with the doctors. I should be fine. :: pause :: We need to find out who disabled those ships. Alexis McFarland: ::dusts herself off as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: It's something I would do if I was constructing a base within the nebula. Scott Coleridge: While the advanced sensors might detect cloaked ships under certain circumstances, I'm not sure they could do so at such a distance...and the ships, if they were there, have almost certainly moved on now that the mist has dissipated. Chirakis: :::deep sigh as she pushes away from the window::: Alexis McFarland: Meg> Nice work. We just need to go down this ladder which should take us directly there. Scott Coleridge: But imagine... a cloaked vessel or group of vessels uses the mists to siphon away the power, and then they leave and disperse the mist. We have no way of tracing where that energy went. CdrBrown: It would still require a decently sized battery to store the energy, unless it was serving as a gateway to transmit the energy elsewhere. Sierra Robinson: :: pauses :: To develop a weapon system that leaves no trace of its attack is remarkable. And...a bit beyond my understanding of Energy Transfer Physics. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: nods to Sierra :: +Mimi+ This is Nijil. Scott Coleridge: True. So for now it’s just a theory. But the sensors didn’t turn up the tell-tale signs of micro-wormholes. I'm open to other ideas. Sierra Robinson: :: quiets :: Scott Coleridge: ::sighs:: Unless engineering can find something on the ships to give us ideas. Alexis McFarland: ::starts climbing down the ladder:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks down again.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Starts climbing.:: CdrBrown: would the sensor turn up micro wormholes if they were hidden and shielded inside of a ship? Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: turns on a flashlight and looks down :: Oh man...Superchild time. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Mimi Pavilion+ I need to schedule an appointment. I have issues with my recovery. Annisha: :: Watching Alexis : CdrBrown: with the interference caused by the gas, plus shielding from the vessel itself.... it would make for a great way to hide things. Probably even allow whoever is doing this to use smaller vessels that are even more difficult to detect. mimipavilion: +Nijil+ Alright, when is a good time for you, I would like Dr. Davis to join us. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Mimi+ I am not swamped with work, so when is a good time for you? Sierra Robinson: :: sips her ice tea trying not to be an intrusive listener :: Scott Coleridge: So, I guess that brings us to the bigger question of... why? Alexis McFarland: Meg> Not much longer... Scott Coleridge: This is *not* possibly an efficient way of stealing power. Anyone who can pull this off can generate enough power. And our ships are not themselves damaged. Pump them full of deuterium and antimatter and they're good to go. Scott Coleridge: So what has been accomplished here, other than to bewilder us? Alexis McFarland: ::climb climb:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: finally makes it down the ladder...and looks triumphant :: Man, that was intense. CdrBrown: Charging a much bigger weapon.... powering a society where power generation is difficult otherwise..... an elaborate prank? Annisha: :: to Alexis :: Hey, what level are we on? Tarisa: Miana> ::Hops off ladder.:: That was a long climb... mimipavilion: +Nijil+ will now work for you Alexis McFarland: ::sighs:: 188? Chirakis: :::slow pace around CnC::: Alexis McFarland: Meg> We're almost there. Annisha: Can't be, they would have force fields in place. Sierra Robinson: :: munches some croutons :: Nijil tr'Korjata: +mimi+ Yes. :: to Robinson :: I will see the doctor now. Thanks Alexis McFarland: Oh, that would make our trip a very short one. mimipavilion: +Nijil+ Understood. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Can you join me in my office? Tarisa: Miana> We should rest and have snacks. mimipavilion: ::takes a seat behind her desk:: Annisha: If au hit the shield, it will get ya. Annisha: Everyone stop! Alexis McFarland: ::Nods at Miana:: I agree. The shield will get us, or the plant? Alexis McFarland: ::stops:: Annisha: The shield. Sierra Robinson: I hope you have a productive appointment sir. Be well sir. Alexis McFarland: Ah. ::moves closer to the others:: It's the type that shocks you? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Says something in Yith without thinking :: CdrBrown: What if draining power from a few ships, in the middle of literally nowhere is just a test of their capabilities? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: walks off from lunch and arrives moments later at sickbay :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: The Bolian 9 year old is of course willing to break out the snacks :: CdrBrown: would engulfing an entire planet be an efficient transfer of energy? Alexis McFarland: ::sits down on the ground and takes off her backpack:: Annisha: I think this is as close as we can get. Sierra Robinson: :: stands briefly with a face of concern as her superior departs :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Has a seat and pulls out a few snack bars, handing them out. Then gets the juice boxes.:: Scott Coleridge: I mean, settled planets can produce a lot of power, sure. Alexis McFarland: Ah. It was still a fun adventure. Alexis McFarland: Can we at least see it from here? Annisha: I don't think so... I don't have a drone either. Amanda Davis PhD: :::sorting material as her lunch arrives next to her::: Thank you, Ensign. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: enters sickbay :: Doctor? Alexis McFarland: Yeah, I should've thought of that Amanda Davis PhD: Ensign> Anything else you need, ma'am? Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, no. This is fine. CdrBrown: On Earth, in the early to mid 1900s, they tested nukes in the middle of nowhere, where the general population wouldn't notice or be impacted Amanda Davis PhD: :::notes Nijil entering the medical complex::: Sierra Robinson: :: finishes up her meal and heads to Main Engineering for a late shift :: mimipavilion: ::Nijil:: I'm in my office. ::pages Amanda to her office:: Scott Coleridge: They did *what*?? Amanda Davis PhD: :::hears the page and moves toward Mimi's office:::: Alexis McFarland: ::eating some snacks:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Sipping on a juice box, she reaches into her backpack again, pulling out a small set of what looks like tools.:: Annisha: Well :: eating a lemon energy bar :: We did what we could. Scott Coleridge: I didn't realize our nuclear lunacy started before the Third World War. CdrBrown: Second World War. It’s what helped usher in an end to the conflict. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Man..are we giving up on seeing the plants? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes to Mimi's office :: Alexis McFarland: ::eating a granola bar:: Yeah, I think so. I don't really know how to get past the shields. Amanda Davis PhD: Hello, Nijil, :::she waves, meeting him at the door:: mimipavilion: ::sees Nijil approach:: Please take a seat Amanda Davis PhD: ::sits aside to listen::: Alexis McFarland: ::looks at Miana's tools:: What are those? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sits :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> I hate shields! mimipavilion: You said you were having issues readjusting CdrBrown: A few starships might just be an inefficient amount of power to transfer. An industrialized moon, Utopia Planitia, Earth herself..... the gas can easily encompass objects of their size, and they would be able to drain/transfer magnitudes of more power than three ships can generate. Tarisa: Miana> ::Opens up the pouch to show engineering tools.:: Always try to be prepared. Chirakis: :::everything is strangely quiet in CnC, which makes her wonder::: Alexis McFarland: Wow, I didn't know ya had those. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh I think her memories are with me. Scott Coleridge: If this mist is a weapon, and it can be deployed against an entire planet, that would be... troubling. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: We keep a set in our suite. Nijil tr'Korjata: I am talking in Yith without thinking. I've called Robinson "Kitten" more than once. A term of endearment. Alexis McFarland: Ooh Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Will these get rid of the shield? Tarisa: Miana> I think so. mimipavilion: ::concerned, then looks at Amanda:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I see fragments of her life.. Prani's. Alexis McFarland: If you know how to use 'em. Amanda Davis PhD: :::listening::: CdrBrown: I think we need to look at it as just that. A weapon.... and who knows what their plan is with it. Try a space station next? Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm me. :: smiles :: As she described the process. It's not an exact copy like you'd do with an isolinear rod. Scott Coleridge: Then it is even more paramount that we figure out how this mist works and develop countermeasures. Chirakis: :::will speak with the commander when she has a chance, but now is not the time:::: Alexis McFarland: ::drinking her juice box, and resting her feet:: Sierra Robinson: :: arrives in Engineering asks for a briefing from the duty officer:: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Can't we just see though the shield to look at the plant? mimipavilion: ::nods:: That's interesting. CdrBrown: ::Scott:: we are going to need help to figure this out. I see 3 ships out there and plenty of resources... Alexis McFarland: I hope we can. I mean, it's not like I was planning to go up there and touch it or anything. Amanda Davis PhD: ::thinking::: Nijil, can you explain a bit more so we understand? Scott Coleridge: Good point. I'll talk to Dr. Pavilion about when the crews will clear quarantine. That being said, Starfleet will likely want to retask those ships as soon as possible. We can't have 3 ships and crews sitting around right now. Sierra Robinson: + Commander Coleridge + Engineering to Commander Coleridge. Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ Yes, Lieutenant? Nijil tr'Korjata: Ia, e masani ona ou miti ... faatali .. CdrBrown: ::nods:: mimipavilion: ::looks at Nijil:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Sorry, still teaching the computer Yith. Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Sir, I was wondering if another visit to the Mystery Oberth ships was being requested. Alexis McFarland: Meg> It's all good for me either way. Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets up and stretches after having her snack.:: Alexis McFarland: ::Puts away her snacks and garbage back in her bag:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I get daydreams. If I have an experience like Prani's in my past I get a bit of mine and a bit of hers. Amanda Davis PhD: What if you speak in another language, Nijil? Try that. Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ I'm not aware, but we could do another inspection. Do you have any specific theories you’re trying to test? Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: finishes snack 1 of 4 for the day :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I know four languages, which one? Amanda Davis PhD: Pick one. See if it works. Alexis McFarland: That was nice at least. Amanda Davis PhD: I know you know many languages. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ou te le mautinoa o faia ai se eseesega i mea ou te manatuaina. Amanda Davis PhD: And that means? Nijil tr'Korjata: I guess memories would be linked to language. Nijil tr'Korjata: What? Oh.. it was I'm not sure it makes a difference on what I remember. Tarisa: Miana> ::Starts slowly walking down the corridor.:: CdrBrown: ::heads over to the replicator to get a strong cup of coffee:: Computer, coffee, black, very strong. ::quietly to himself: this is going to be a long day. Alexis McFarland: ::follows Miana:: Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + The Navigational Deflector Assemblies of the vessels sir....a wild guess. Chirakis: :::Brown::: The same for me, Commander. CdrBrown: Computer, a second cup. repeat settings CdrBrown: ::grabs both mugs and heads to Chirakis:: CdrBrown: ::hands Kirel her mug, handle facing her:: Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ Sometimes a wild guess is what we need. Let me take care of some things on my end. I would like to accompany you, likely tomorrow. Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + In any case...we got to find something...to help us...and there has to be a clue on those vessels. Chirakis: ::receives it and nods::: Thank you, Commander. Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Understood sir. I will see you then. Robinson out. CdrBrown: ::nods:: most welcome. Never a dull moment on here. mimipavilion: Well your situation is more Amanda’s field than it is mine. Nijil tr'Korjata: So do I try to purge the memories or live with them>? mimipavilion: I'm not sure Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you CdrBrown: ::does the paws thing:: Chirakis: Very well done, as usual. Chirakis: Once more... TBS will be ZERO (0) Chirakis: We have many things going on here, so think wisely. Chirakis: Any thoughts from you, Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: Same as you. Lots of moving parts right now, lots to tease out and explore before answers might appear. 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 |27 November 2020 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 TBS is 5 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Engineering believes that the USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt were not drained of power by conventional means. Faint traces of particles are everywhere, denoting that the energy was drawn out and dispersed slowly. The crews of USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are recovering from malnutrition and nothing else. There is no sign of radiation. The flowering vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo bay. So far they have done nothing that would endanger anything or anyone. However, the flowers seem to enjoy patting and stroking humanoids.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 11/20/20 = /\ = = /\ = 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 = /\ = TBS is 5 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are berthed at Aegis. Personnel are under quarantine in the medical complex. Engineering is examining the ships. The nebular mists have absorbed the ships’ power and the mist has vanished. Flowering vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo deck. They have done nothing that would endanger anything or anyone. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Standing in main engineering :: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sick bay:: Jylliene: ::CnC:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::working in Medical and so far everyone seems well, just malnourished. Chirakis: :::perusing the decks:::: mimipavilion: ::in her medical office, mulling over the nebula mist and its connection to Shadow:: Alexis McFarland: ::playing with Miana and Annisha:: Scott Coleridge: ::enters the CnC, having been absorbed in the logistics of quarantining 3 crews:: Sierra Robinson: :: monitoring atmospheric systems in main engineering :: Chirakis: :::has a bad feeling about something, but she can't put her finger on it::: Tarisa: ::Arrives on the CnC. She moves towards the science console.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Playing.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working in the CnC :: Jylliene: ((It would be weirder if Chirakis DIDN'T have a bad feeling about something.)) CdrBrown: ::on the CnC:: mimipavilion: (Totally agree Jylliene) Chirakis: ((Indeed it would)) Chirakis: :::leans on the railing above the commerce deck:::: Amanda Davis PhD: :::checking several patients who seem to be doing well::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holding onto a console, feeling woozy :: CdrBrown: ::continues scans looking for traces of the mist:: Tarisa: ::Logs into the console, bringing up the data from her search.:: mimipavilion: ::to herself, softly:: It has to be the only reasonable explanation. Chirakis: :::enters the command lift::: CnC Dacia Sandero: :: checking in on some of the patients :: mimipavilion: ::goes and looks for Dacia:: Sierra Robinson: Commander Korjata ...I have the latest....::notes Nijil holding the console:: Alright sir? Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets distracted a little.:: Jylliene: ::scans and all the usual:: Dacia Sandero: ::in the sickbay:: mimipavilion: ::finds her:: Hey Dacia, you have medical. Alexis McFarland: What's up, Miana? Nijil tr'Korjata: Just tired, I think. Dacia Sandero: ::looks up at Mimi:: Okay, got it. mimipavilion: ::nods and goes to the tl, ordering it to the CnC:: Tarisa: Miana> I was thinking about the plants. Chirakis: ::exits into CnC, checks the area, leaving Scott on the com::: mimipavilion: ::arrives on the CnC:: Sierra Robinson: With all the alien plants aboard...I'd recommend a doctor visit if you have more issues.. I sure have had them. Alexis McFarland: Yeah, I'm still curious about them too. CdrBrown: ::trying to see if the mist signature matches any other signals detected by the runabout or three ships:: Tarisa: Miana> I wonder if they are friendly. Alexis McFarland: I heard some people say they are... a little *too* friendly? Sierra Robinson: :: adjusts her mask :: I was going to pass on that the scrubber usage is unchanged in the past 24 hours. mimipavilion: ::looks around for the Captain:: Chirakis: ::in her office, but the door is open:: Tarisa: Miana> I want to see them. CdrBrown: ::sees Mimi:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::allowing a patient to sit up and eat easily digested food::: mimipavilion: ::sees the door to her office and heads over and knocks:: Jylliene: ::continues all the usual reports, though the reports now include plant growth reports. Alexis McFarland: ::giggle:: Yeah, I kinda do too. Maybe Tarisa will invite us to visit? Chirakis: :::looks up::: Enter. mimipavilion: ::enters Chirakis' office:: Chirakis: ::elbows leaning on her desk, hands clasped, thinking::: Alexis McFarland: I wouldn't mind if it got friendly with me. Chirakis: How may I help you, Doctor? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Waves her off a bit :: I just keep having memory flashes. What is the status of the vines? Tarisa: Miana> ::Shrugs:: Neemah probably would not let us. Scott Coleridge: ::reading a report on preliminary scans of the 3 ships:: Hmm Alexis McFarland: Mmm mimipavilion: I think I may have a theory about the nebula mist and the drain of energy on the three vessels and the crews not affected by radiation, ma'am. Tarisa: Miana> We should ask the other kids if there is a way down. Dacia Sandero: ::quickly checks all of the patients and their vitals and such:: CdrBrown: ::hears Scott making a sound:: Commander, find something? Chirakis: ::leaning back in her chair::: Continue. Tarisa: ::Perks up, glancing towards Scott.:: Alexis McFarland: Yeah, I know a few girls who used to live down there. Nijil tr'Korjata: Sierra :: calling her by her first name :: Thanks for your concern. Sierra Robinson: Usage of scrubbers remains constant. no hard seals have been breached. They are contained. Sierra Robinson: Or they are allowing themselves to be contained. Alexis McFarland: That'd be fun, I think. Tarisa: Miana> ::Tail swishing.:: Ooh. Annisha: Even I don't go down there. mimipavilion: I believe the nebula mist is the same non-corporal being or beings as Shadow. The reason they or it may have drained the three ships is to try to communicate, but was unable to. Scott Coleridge: ::Brown:: No, and that's what has me perplexed. Alexis McFarland: Neither have I.. looks so easy to get lost in there, Tarisa: Miana> You should call them. Nijil tr'Korjata: We should allow science to get a good look at them if they are indeed contained. CdrBrown: ::Scott: I've been cross referencing the Star Fleet Database for the mist's signature, and anything similar to it. so far, I haven't come up with anything. Scott Coleridge: Three Federation ships. Drained of power, yet otherwise undamaged. In a nebula that is no longer a nebula. Chirakis: :::deep breath in, then a sigh::: Doctor, Shadow is... different. He is pure energy. Alexis McFarland: ::Nods:: I talked to them about it, they seemed curious about the plants too. They should be okay with leading us down there, but it's pretty far down. Chirakis: He still has a problem getting used to non-energy beings. CdrBrown: ::Scott:: artificial nebula, perhaps? Scott Coleridge: It's possible. CdrBrown: But then, who could/would create it... and why.... Sierra Robinson: Sooner or later I am concerned those vines are going to need plant food...and it is not going to be Pizza. mimipavilion: True, but everything and everyone has to come from somewhere and evolve. The mist could just be their form of a homeworld. Chirakis: Believe me, if there is a problem he will come to me and let me know. Especially if there is a problem that will injure us in any way. Scott Coleridge: I'm just perplexed that something could drain all the power from those ships without causing at least some residual damage to the EPS grid. Sierra Robinson: And when they get hungry they are going to breakout sir. Chirakis: Shadow has no home world. It is pure energy. CdrBrown: So, we are looking at a different level of technology Tarisa: ::To Scott and Brown.:: I am beginning to believe the same. How or why it was made still escapes me. Scott Coleridge: And although a natural phenomenon is a simpler explanation, I wouldn’t expect a natural phenomenon to be so... precise. Chirakis: We call him Shadow only because we need a name to... Tarisa: Maybe this was simply a test for something larger. Chirakis: Shadow> ::appears between Chirakis and Mimi::: Scott Coleridge: Ok, but here's my question... Chirakis: Shadow> What is home world? Tarisa: Miana> When should we go? Scott Coleridge: ::throws up the latest long range scans on the big screen:: Where did all that energy *go*? ::switches the overlay to a subspace scan:: The mists dissipated. But there was no corresponding increase in the background radiation, in subspace or normal space. Alexis McFarland: I dunno, when did you have in mind? CdrBrown: ::Tarisa:: so, we have a "what"... a test? Chirakis: :::Mimi:: Would you explain, Doctor? CdrBrown: we don't have a "who" but believe it is not naturally occuring. Alexis McFarland: I think she said she'd be open to it anytime. CdrBrown: which makes it more of a "how". Jylliene: ::continues work, absorbing the atmosphere around the CnC:: mimipavilion: ::nods at Chirakis and looks at Shadow:: Home world, Shadow, is where one comes from. I come from Earth, which is my home world. Tarisa: ::Looking at the screen.:: Energy simply does not vanish. It went somewhere. ::Looking to Scott.:: Perhaps this is something the advanced sensors might help with? Scott Coleridge: ::Tarisa:: Good idea. Tarisa: I will inform Engineering of the power use. CdrBrown: ::Tarisa:: somewhere... across space/time or another dimensional plane or universe? Chirakis: Shadow> :::floats in the air, wondering what she is talking about::: Shadow no world. Shadow is.... not person... only energy. Positive energy. Negative energy danger. Negative energy is like nebula mist. Like before and is gone. Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure... sure.. :: Sits down :: Chirakis: Shadow> Negative energy bad. Tarisa: ::Nods:: Possible. Could be a micro wormhole. +Engineering+ Science to Engineering. Tarisa: Miana> Maybe soon? Sierra Robinson: :: returns to her station wondering what will next befall the station :: Alexis McFarland: ::nods, calls the girls on her PADD:: They're on their way over. mimipavilion: ::Shadow and Chirakis:: Maybe the nebula mist is a vessel of some sort, if it's not a planet. It absorbs energy and moves on if it doesn't find what it wants. Chirakis: ::considers that::: Alexis McFarland: ::two girls, a redhead and a dark-haired girl wave at them and head over:: That was quick. Tarisa: +Engineering+ We will be activating the advanced sensors., just so you are aware of a power drain. Alexis McFarland: Red head>. Yeah, we were in the area anyway. Sierra Robinson: + Tarisa + Robinson here... Tarisa: Miana> ::Waves.:: Sierra Robinson: + Tarisa + Understood... keep us advised. CdrBrown: ::monitors power flow to sensors:: Scott, if I find out this is just some weird attempt to communicate time shares or extended warranties on a runabout I don't own, I am not going to be happy... Scott Coleridge: Does that kind of thing happen often to you? Tarisa: ::Looks over to Scott.:: I am ready to activate. Chirakis: Shadow> Join positive energy works. Negative and positive together clash. ::floats to Chirakis:: Make sense? Alexis McFarland: ::the two girls wave back at Miana:: Red-head>. Where was it again? Deck 198? That's pretty far down, gonna take some time to get down that far. Tarisa: Miana> ::Shakes head.:: 188 Chirakis: In our world it does sometimes. For instance, the energy that makes my body is both negative and positive. Otherwise I would not exist in this universe. CdrBrown: ::Scott:: more often than I'd like. Alexis McFarland: Red head>. Ah, I guess I heard wrong. Yeah, we know how to get there though. Chirakis: :::looks to Mimi::: Alexis McFarland: ::the other girl nods:: mimipavilion: Agreed Sierra Robinson: Chief...appears science is firing up their special long range sensor suite. Expect some additional power consumption. Chirakis: Shadow> Negative and positive explode. :::fades from sight:::: Sierra Robinson: ( Our starships ...are negative oh dear...) CdrBrown: ::watches the lights dim for a split second as the station adjusts to the sensor suite coming online:: Chirakis: (Heh.. not in the sense that Shadow knows. He struggles to understand how we live.) Alexis McFarland: Dark haired girl> But yeah, there's lots of cover and small crawl spaces and stuff. Alexis McFarland: Places adults can't get to. mimipavilion: ::stands there pondering what shadow said:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods:: Tarisa: Beginning sensor scans now. ::activates the suite.:: Chirakis: It's complicated. Perhaps you can talk to engineering. Let them explain. CdrBrown: ::watches the lights dim again for a split second:: Tarisa, that thing draws some power! Amanda Davis PhD: ::moving from one patient to another, making sure that they get what they need::: mimipavilion: True, but I think my head would explode, no pun intended. Dacia Sandero: ::does likewise and continues to monitor their nutritional intake since they've arrived:: Chirakis: :::chuckle::: I understand. But I am not a scientist, nor are you. We are much the same. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: an obese Bolian child speaks up to Miana :: I wouldn't go near that area...I heard those plants eat kids! mimipavilion: ::smiles:: That much is true, I also know how to pick up on people when something is troubling them and something tells me something is troubling you. CdrBrown: ((((you named the obese Bolian "Chubbs"???? now I want to keep him as a pet!)))) Tarisa: ::Nods:: Indeed. This is why we do not use it on a regular basis. Sierra Robinson: ( maybe it is a nickname ) CdrBrown: ((does he play golf?)) Alexis McFarland: ::holds Miana:: Hm, really? ::quite startled by Chubbs' sudden appearance:: Chirakis: Yes, I am troubled, as are many others, In fact, I must speak with Commander Coleridge. So, if you will excuse me. :::stands:: Scott Coleridge: ((Oh no, am I *in* trouble?)) Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks up :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> But..those plants would not eat me....Dad says my blue blood makes me invincible! CdrBrown: ::Tarisa:: power levels seem to be stable for the array. Alexis McFarland: I don't think I'd. be very appetizing to a plant. I'm just skin and bones ::giggles:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Holding Alexis.:: To Chubb>Then you can walk in front of us. Sierra Robinson: :: observes the EPS Grid sending power to the large deep space scan array ...:: Chirakis: :::leads Mimi out of the office and approaches Scott::: Commander, report. mimipavilion: ::nods:: I should check to see how our guests are doing and maybe start releasing them, considering they are only malnourished. Tarisa: Scans are almost complete. mimipavilion: ::goes back to medical to check on the visitors:: Annisha: :: Watching all this go on in silence :: Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> You girls are serious? Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to noip :: This has a familiar ring to it... Alexis McFarland: ::smiles at Miana, the other two girls shrug:: Scott Coleridge: ::Captain:: We are using the advanced sensors to scan the region where the nebula was formerly located. We’re trying to understand what happened to the power siphoned from the ships. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey! I ain't scared of nothing! Make way! :: the short Obese Bolian kid waddles his way ahead of the girls :: Uh....Where are we going again? Chirakis: Progress? Tarisa: Scans are 80% complete. Sierra Robinson: I am curious what they can find out there remotely... Alexis McFarland: Redhead> Careful ya don't get lost. 18-8? Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Wait...it is almost supper time! Alexis McFarland: That's true.. we can do this tomorrow or something? Tarisa: Miana> I will bring snacks. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: I can too. Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Never stand in between a man and his food...::waddles off :: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Very well done. Chirakis: TBS will be 0. Alexis McFarland: ooh Chirakis: The time next week will be 3 pm at sim begin next week Chirakis: It will be an unofficial sim because of Thanksgiving. Chirakis: I will be here. Anyone else is welcome to join. Chirakis: Comments, Commander? Scott Coleridge: Happy Thanksgiving to all y'all who think it's reasonable to have two turkey meals only a month apart. I don't know how you do it! Chirakis: Nor do I. Chirakis: And thank you. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Sierra Robinson: Goodnight! Tarisa: So I think the kids are going to be Goonies now. Chirakis: heh Sierra Robinson: ( hehe ) Jylliene: I was getting that vibe Chirakis: On that note.... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Growth of an Empire ~ 4 A pouring rain, howling wind, and mudslides pushed T’jen from his ship toward the entrance of Ragor Tal’s secluded planetoid on the outskirts of their growing empire. Taking hold of the gate’s entrance to the cavern below, T’jen entered his code, waited for affirmation, and then entered. The gateway slammed shut and engaged the security latch. He took a deep breath and shook as much rain and a few splats of mud off his coat, then continued into the cavern, carefully stepping down several levels and avoiding several traps that would have thrown him at least 500 meters down to his death. Well into the planetoid T’jen paused, entered his code again, and opened the door to reveal a base of operations similar to any base of operations in any area of the quadrant. “Glad you made it, T’jen,” sighed Maven without turning. “I was almost getting worried, but knowing you….” “Yeah, yeah,” muttered T’jen, removing his coat and giving it a good thwap toward Maven which, of course, threw a substantial amount of mud over Maven’s clothing and just enough to land across his screen. “HEY,” he shouted, bolting from his chair ready to pummel T’jen… until silence reigned throughout the base and a quiet, slow pace was heard behind them. “Is there a problem?” asked Ragor Tal. “Not for me, sir,” quipped T’jen as he turned to face Maven, who seemed to have lost his voice. “Good,” replied Tal casually, but sternly. “Maven, clean it up. T’Jen, come with me.” Ragor Tal’s office mimicked that of Sky Harbor Aegis, as though he had acquired the entire layout of the station… which he probably had. “Report, ’jen?” he asked, settling into his office chair. “I do,” his second in command replied, passing his superior a tablet. “The Pakleds gave us a lot of Aegis’s layout. Most of the Pakleds were killed by the virus, but some of them were immune. How that happened….” He shrugged. “The Pakleds also passed out some of the flowers, but again,” he sighed, “some of them changed.” Tal paged through the information. His furrowed brow showed more thought than concerned. “So the flowers are not exactly what we asked for?” “Not that I could tell. Some of them made a few sick. But now…? The vines seemed to love being close to the humanoids.” “Love? Being close to the humanoids? Explain.” “The flowers stroke them and seem to be… licking them?” “I see,” said Tal, but he really didn’t. “And the nebular mist?” T’jen grinned. “Perfect. Sucked all the energy from the three ships, then vanished. I’m not sure if the crews survived, but Starfleet sent a runabout to find them.” Ragor Tal returned the tablet and nodded. “We have a few other things in the making, ‘Jen. It shouldn’t take long for us to drive them to insanity. However.” Tal leaned back, contemplative. “We have one situation we might not break through, and that is Captain Je’rit d’Ka.”

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |20 November 2020 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 TBS is 5 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are berthed at Aegis. The ships’ personnel are under quarantine in the medical complex. Engineering is examining the ships. It is possible that the nebular mists have absorbed the ships’ power and then vanished, leaving the humanoid personnel adrift. The flowering vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo deck. So far they have done nothing that would endanger anything or anyone. However, the flowers seem to enjoy patting and stroking humanoids.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 11/13/20 = /\ = = /\ = 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 = /\ = TBS is 21 hours - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local. USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are berthed on Aegis. The ships’ personnel are under quarantine in the medical complex. Starfleet Command’s runabout Osprey is berthed close by. The nebular mist had a grave impact on the ships. Flowering vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo deck. So far they do not endanger anything or anyone on Aegis. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay, checking up on the patients from the ships:: mimipavilion: ::has been carefully reviewing the crews of the Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt medical reports from the night:: Chirakis: :::has been in CnC for some time after talking with Lt Cdr Moore and ordered him to rest. Of course, she does not have to rest. Sierra Robinson: :: looking out a viewport near the three berthed vessels studying their hulls :: Jylliene: ::CnC, Ops:: Alexis McFarland: ::in her bed, still asleep:: Tarisa: ::Walks up behind Sierra. She looks out the port as well.:: We seem to have quite the mystery. Tarisa: Miana> ::Zzzz:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::walking through the medical complex, checking the personnel of Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt, stopping to talk every now and then::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters the CnC and moves to a science station:: Sierra Robinson: :: takes a while to respond :: Yes...sorry...I thought that Oberth there...the Chi Song was going to be the vessel I was supposed to be assigned to. But it is not, they must have slapped the name on that hull awfully quick. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Sits down and starts several inquiry searching in the library computers:: Chirakis: :::steps out of her office, paging through several invoices that will eventually end up in Starfleet Command::: Chirakis: ::Passes by Jyl:: Commander, anything I should know about? ::continuing to work::: Tarisa: ::Nods:: I see. I imagine it would be quite different being on that ship than this station. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Cayne is with his first love at the CnC :: Jylliene: Nothing unusual, ma'am. Jylliene: Engineering is still looking into the status of the returned ships. mimipavilion: ::finds it strange that they weren't affected by radiation or anything related to any type of nebula, they were just malnourished:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Gets the computer working through cargo manifests and transport logs:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Come here my love... :: he moved the mug to his mouth and tipped it, the sweet brown liquid filling his soul :: Sierra Robinson: The Chi Song I was assigned to before it was...well lost...was an Excelsior. Perfect Newbie Engineer ship I suppose. :: gathers her kit :: I suppose I better check with Command to see if the plan is still a go. Tarisa: Have the ships been deemed safe to board yet? Dacia Sandero: ::also finds this strange separately, she continues to check on the crew members' nutrition levels and such:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Standing next to Robinson :: I get so few opportunities to work on a starship. Chirakis: ::glance her way:: Nothing unusual. Excellent. Inform me when the ships’ status is confirmed worthy of use. Jylliene: Yes ma'am Sierra Robinson: Are we good to take a look at one of those ships to see if it is okay? :: To Nijil :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Now entering security logs requests for specific cargo holds and time stamps:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, presuming they are not some toxic wasteland in there, but we need to know a little more about what happened to them in that nebula. Jylliene: ::sends notice to Nijil asking for updates on the status of the returned science vessels as soon as they know:: Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Tarisa :: Sounds like that is a no. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Smiled when he saw the message on his padd :: Dacia Sandero: ::also makes a bit of small talk with some of the crew well enough to speak, noting how they're feeling and if any symptoms, etc:: Nijil tr'Korjata: We are to notify command as to the status of the ships. Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Nijil :: So they want us to have a look then. Amanda Davis PhD: :::approaches Mimi::: Doctor Pavilion... ::hands her the information she has gleaned from the ships' personnel::: The only thing I can see is that they are malnourished. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Captain, nothing out of the ordinary on short and long range sensors. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::coping the important data points from her searches into her report:: Chirakis: ::turns with a nod:: Excellent. Let's see if we can keep it that way. Nijil tr'Korjata: We should just choose a ship to visit. How about you decide? Annisha: :: Heading to school :: Sierra Robinson: Well I guess it is the Chi Song then. I want to see how fresh the paint is on that hull. Sierra Robinson: Among other things... Chirakis: Oh... and inform engineering that extra personnel are needed aboard the three ships for assistance. mimipavilion: takes the information:: That's the conclusion I came too when reading the reports from the staff last night. Amanda Davis PhD: Very strange, wouldn't you say? mimipavilion: Yes, I expected them to be affected by radiation, but that's not the case. Sierra Robinson: :: Looks to the Mithraan :: Going to have a look as well Tarisa? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::adds a brief conclusion and submits her report:: Alexis McFarland: ::finishes brushing her teeth and getting dressed:: Amanda Davis PhD: And... through the grapevine, I've heard that the ships are intact. They just don't have any power source. mimipavilion: ::nods:: That's what I've heard too. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::looks briefly over the science status panel:: Tarisa: If you would allow it, I would like to join you as you board the ships. ::Tail whipping back and forth in anticipation of an answer.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: It's my favorite feline. You know, I should compare notes sometime. :: to Tarisa :: Sierra Robinson: We'd appreciate the company . Shall We? :: heads for the docking tube to the Chi Song :: Alexis McFarland: ::Eating some breakfast:: Annisha: :: Walking to school by herself.. separated from her friends for no reason :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::leans against a chair::: So.... if the ships' personnel are merely malnourished and the ship is intact, what was really going on? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: walks to the airlock of the USS Chi Song :: Alexis McFarland: ::messages Miana to see if she's awake:: Nijil tr'Korjata: ($ for Chi Song, btw) Sierra Robinson: :: arrives at the sealed airlock doors :: Sir, did command authorize an umbilical to get the ship somewhat ready for an inspection? I'm wondering If I need to bundle up... Chirakis: (understood - $ for Chi Song) mimipavilion: That's a very good question. It's almost though the nebula thought the ships were play toys. Tarisa: $ ::Following the engineers.:: Chirakis: :::jyl::: Inform those working on the ships that their codes are needed to board the ships. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ We should be fine. :: gets out his scanner and scans beyond the airlock :: It is clear. :: Pressed a command to open the door :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Snorts a little as her ears perk up to the sound of her tablet. She slowly sits up, rubbing her eyes.:: Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Tarisa: Miana> ::Goes to the tablet, responding.:: Just....woke up... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Two engineers and a science officer are entering the Chi Song. Jylliene: +Nijil+ Ops to Nijil. You'll need to use your codes to board. Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: You don't wanna miss our last day of school Jylliene: (or did you mean the ship personnel need to give us codes?) Sierra Robinson: $ :: listens :: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jylliene+ I am entering them now. Tarisa: Miana> Oh! ::Starts getting ready.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: The door hisses open, the sound of the magnetic release echoing down the airlock and through the far corridor :: Chirakis: (anyone boarding the Rodman, Chi Song, and/or Agincourt needs to be verified through their codes) Alexis McFarland: You'll have plenty of time to sleep in, starting tomorrow! Jylliene: (Gotcha. Thank you for the clarification!) Sierra Robinson: $ :: inputs her access code into the airlock gateway door :: Alexis McFarland: ::looks at the time, still plenty of time at least:: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Hmm, had to enter my code twice. :: Turns to the two women behind him :: Scanners out. Tarisa: Miana> ::Finishes and rushes out of her suits.:: Alexis McFarland: ::waits for Miana outside her door:: Sierra Robinson: $ :: removes her Tricorder from her hip and activates it as she follows Nijil :: Chirakis: :::steps down to the command chair and sends her reports to SFCommand::: Annisha: :: walks and sees Alexis :: There you are, you scamp... I don't even know what that means... :: looks :: She up? Tarisa: $ :;Already had hers out, scanning.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Rushes around the corner, almost slipping. She then almost crashes into Annisha and Alexis.:: Chirakis: :::jyl::: Commander, any word from science regarding the plants? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Drinks his coffee while perusing the scans from the night before. Events were just not allowed to happen while he slept :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::::still leaning against the desk, thinking::: Alexis McFarland: ::catches MIana:: Ooh, gotcha Sierra Robinson: $ Very curious what happened to her power systems...:: follows CENG :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Breathing heavy from running.:: Sorry... Annisha: :: to Miana :: You running a race? Dacia Sandero: ::finishes checking the patients and returns to the lounge to write up a report:: Alexis McFarland: ::squeezes Miana:: Ooh, race! Jylliene: Nothing new, ma'am. I did have to transport Tarisa out of the vines previously to get her to the docking level to be ready when the ships arrived, so I know they were doing some deep delving. I'll ask Lieutenant Dran for an update. Sierra Robinson: $ :: arrives at ship entry point :: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Yes, I know the people are off the ship, but this seems extra creepy. :: he scratched his Romulan ears, something about this ship rubbed him the wrong way :: Jylliene: ::sends Dran a message asking for a plant info update as soon as she's able:: Alexis McFarland: ::makes their way to school:: It should be pretty relaxed today at least. Tarisa: $ It certainly was not drained by conventional means. There are very faint traces of particles everywhere. Like the energy was drawn out and dispersed slowly. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ +Jylliene+ Initial impression of the Chi Song is creepiness. Chirakis: ::nods affirmative in Jyllene's direction while she continues working::: Jylliene: +Nijil+ Creepy. Got it. Sierra Robinson: $ :: follows Nijil Inside :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Is that his professional analysis? :: Cayne smiled :: Tarisa: $ Has the station begun umbilical power transfer yet? mimipavilion: Makes me wonder if the nebula is some type of sentient being, like Shadow, but couldn't figure out how to communicate. Annisha: :: to Alexis and Miana :: Yeah, wonder if we can learn about vines in class today. Jylliene: Likely so. Sierra Robinson: $ :: notes there appears nothing to be amiss ...aside from the ship being totally dependent at the moment on Station Power :: Chirakis: :::dead stop to Cayne::: Really, Commander? Alexis McFarland: Vines? Sounds interesting. Tarisa: Miana> Ohh... Tarisa: Miana> Maybe we can ask those boys if they know a way we can see them. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I know what he means by creepy. Something is not what it seems. Sierra Robinson: $ Corridors look intact...no signs of any arcing or anything like that... Alexis McFarland: I also knew some girls that lived down there too. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ We have already transferred the logs to Aegis. :: He scanned the console just outside the airlock :: Alexis McFarland: They're also staying in the VIP suites with us. Sierra Robinson: $ Ship is very small...:: looks around :: Sierra Robinson: $ Shall I head to engineering sir or the bridge? Nijil tr'Korjata: $ As an engineer I say engineering. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Points to the end of the corridor :: A lift.. Sierra Robinson: $ :: follows :: Tarisa: $ Indeed. ::Scans along the wall.:: I am getting the same results. The energy was even drawn from these bulkheads. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::stands and walks over to Ops with a PADD:: Here's my report. No great revelations yet but rather safe to say at the moment that the vines are not trying to destroy us. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ I think this is a short-range vessel. Amanda Davis PhD: ::::continues her rounds, checking nourishment, noting that they are perking up after eating::: Tarisa: Miana> We will have to ask them then. Jylliene: That's something, at least. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Hope it's ok though. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Has a flashback to something him and Muuhi did long ago :: Jylliene: ::transfers the info to Chirakis - vines apparently not trying to destroy us.:: Sierra Robinson: $ :: walks to Engineering ...which is not very far....and takes a peek inside :: Sierra Robinson: $ :: scans Engineering looking for anything ...dangerous...or odd...:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Jyl:: Do you happen to know what this station was used for before it became Aegis? The cargo bays we were searching had never been used according to the station logs. Chirakis: ::looks up to Dran, then to Jyllene:: Jylliene: Huh. Can't say I do. Captain? Alexis McFarland: ::Enters class and takes a seat in her desk, class mood is happy obviously:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Sits at her desk. Tail swishing happily.:: Sierra Robinson: $ :: walks ahead of Nijil waving her tricorder around....detecting nothing unusual...or anything leading to the cause of the ship's power failure :: Chirakis: :::Dran::: Aegis has always been Aegis. However there are several areas that need to be worked on. Chirakis: On this Aegis - the new station - that is. Sierra Robinson: $ :: looks to Tarisa :: Anything from your angle? Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Bah, dang memories. :: He entered the lift :: Tarisa: $ I have yet to see a cause. Just that the energy was drained in a strange way. Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh, I had read this was a refitted station. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ The Breen had a weapon like that. Sierra Robinson: $ And yet.....whatever happened...did not result in a containment breach.. The antimatter.....did not react to the hull... Annisha: :: At class :: Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles as well:: Sierra Robinson: $ :: walks up to the core itself and scans :: Chirakis: Commander Cayne, you have the con. I will be in the medical complex. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Understood. Tarisa: $ ::Nods:: Indeed, but even with the energy displacement weapon from the Breen, the energy was released in a somewhat predictable manner. Chirakis: :::enters the lift::: Medical Complex. Tarisa: $ This seems like the energy was drawn out from every possible surface. Sierra Robinson: $ And...done...do I dare say safely? Chirakis: :::exits the lift and enters medical, looking for Dr Pavilion::: mimipavilion: ::in her office, contemplating:: Tarisa: $ Considering we are standing on the ship, I would say very safely. Sierra Robinson: $ :: lowers her tricorder :: I think we are going to learn what happened from the crew as opposed to the ship itself... No sign of breach, no sign of containment issues... Nothing wrong. Tarisa: $ ::Nods in agreement.:: Sierra Robinson: $ Nijil...I recommend we can tell the Captain the ship is safe. Tarisa: $ I imagine the other two ships will reveal the same. Sierra Robinson: $ I agree from this vantage point. mimipavilion: ::starts to hear the slight agitation from the crews of the Rodman, Chi Song and Agincourt, that they want to leave, as well as the TL doors:: oh, hello Captain. Chirakis: Hello, Doctor. How are the patients? ::looks around::: They seem to be very healthy. Sierra Robinson: $ One thing I would like to check out for myself is the dedication plaque...I find those interesting. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ I am feeling tired, I don't know about you two. Sierra Robinson: $ Sir it seems the ship is safe. Shall I inform the Captain? Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Sierra Robinson: $ :: closes her tricorder :: mimipavilion: Indeed, they were just malnourished when they were in the nebula, but are improving. We will start releasing within the next 24 to 48 hours. Maybe a bit sooner than that. Sierra Robinson: $ I presume Starfleet is not going to send any more vessels into that Nebula....They need some bright blinking sign nearby...saying...KEEP OUT. Tarisa: $ ::Glances curiously at Sierra.:: Sierra Robinson: $ :: looks at Tarsia :: Sorry a bit Sierra there. Chirakis: ((Prepare to pause)) Tarisa: $ ::Nods:: I understand. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Let's head back. Sierra Robinson: $ Aye sir. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Interesting. Dacia Sandero: Nice Chirakis: So far we have ships that are not broken, only without power... Chirakis: Personnel are healthy now that they have something to eat. Chirakis: And the nebula mist has vanished. Chirakis: Commander Cayne, comments? Chirakis: Comments or questions from the crew? Chirakis: Very well... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: No comments here Sierra Robinson: None here. Chirakis: Once again, welcome to Aaron Markus, who is considering joining our band of personnel. Tarisa: yay Sierra Robinson: yay Alexis McFarland: yay Aaron Markus: ::nods:: Chirakis: TBS will be 5 hours. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |13 November 2020 23 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 TBS is 21 hours - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local. USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt are berthed on Aegis. The ships’ personnel are under quarantine in the medical complex. Starfleet Command’s runabout Osprey is berthed close by. The nebular mists seem to have absorbed all power from the Oberth class ships and left the personnel alone, although that has yet to be proven. Flowering vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo deck. So far they have done nothing that would endanger anything or anyone on Aegis.

Out of the Mist Just after midnight Kirel stepped out of the command lift with Lt Cdr Moore, commanding officer of Starfleet Command’s runabout, Osprey. Neither spoke. Instead they wandered slowly along the overhang of the commerce deck, each one trying to make sense of what had happened in the mist of nebula 231. It made no sense. The nebular mist of soft, wispy hues, pale pink intertwined with beige, cream, aquamarine, deep yellow, and vividly glittering gold, that swirled around one side then the other seemed to be ordinary.. The mist seemed to be no more than what other Oberth class science vessels experienced. To USS Rodman’s Commander Trajan, it was “the chance of a lifetime”. and it should have been. “It’s like they ate them up,” mused Moore as he leaned against the mezzanine railings. Lifting a brow, Kirel joined Moore at the railing. “Explain "ate them up”.” “It’s a saying, ma’am. The mist acted like more than a mist. It was like… well… some kind of animal. Or maybe several animals.” He shrugged into a sigh. “Like a gang that wanted all they could get. Or maybe a group of…. A group of nebular snakes? The group got bigger and bigger. Gees… it’s hard to explain.” “The group of…?” “The nebular mist, ma’am. It wrapped around the ships and wouldn't let go." “And the crew?” asked Kirel as she crossed her arms and leaned against the railing. “Dunno, Captain,” he sighed. “Medical has them quarantined until they find out… whatever they have to find out." "...which is the usual procedure, Commander. Walk with me." A slow, even walk down the stairs to the commerce deck drew little attention. Most of the stores were closed, Drankum’s Bar still had few patrons, and Chez Antonio was closed though it was always open to Kirel. Cloistered in a corner of Chez Antonio, they relaxed, put aside their ranks, and enjoyed a drink. Or two. Or three or four. Kirel was more adjusted to drinking than Moore, but he seemed to enjoy it. Discussion of the nebula became off limits, though it did pop up once in a while. They seldom discussed the nebula, though it did appear occasionally. Several hours later, bells chimed 0300 above the commerce deck’s waterfall. Moore almost dropped his drink into the... well, into the drink. “Zero three hundred, Commander,” said Kirel casually as she put aside her Romulan Ale. “Time to enjoy a much-needed rest. And,” she continued when Moore began to object, “that’s an order. I will inform you when the medical complex is open for visitors.”

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 11/6/20 = /\ = = /\ = 221 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 = /\ = TBS is 14.5 hours - the time is 0930 hours (9:30 am) Aegis Local. Starfleet Runabout Osprey found USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt. They have called Aegis to assist in towing the ships. On Aegis, the vines on deck 188 have taken root near the cargo deck. The flowering vines seem to enjoy the feeling of Mithraan fur. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: :::CnC::: Commander Cayne? ::turns around, looking for him::: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Sierra Robinson: :: arrives in the sickbay lobby for her scheduled appointment. A bit early:: Dacia Sandero: ::working in sickbay:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::working in medical complex::: Alexis McFarland: ;:with Miana and Annisha, she also likes the feeling of Mithraan fur, or hair:: Annisha: So Lexi, the rumor is there is a plant problem still on the station. Jylliene: ::looking up info:: +Osprey+ Aegis Operations. Sending a tow out now. Tarisa: ::On Deck 188, trying not to get tangled in the vines.:: Alexis McFarland: Plants? Where's the arborist when you need them? Alexis McFarland: ::pets Miana:: mimipavilion: ::gets an alert that Lt. Robinson is in medical... 30 minutes early:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Purrs:: Are they bad plants? Dacia Sandero: ::checking up on Robinson's bio signs:: Annisha: I saved one of those seeds and planted it in a sealed environment. Nothing can get out. Don't think it's the same plant.. but I can't get down there to see what kind of thing is attacking us now. Tarisa: ::Reins in her tail to not attract anymore vines that have already taken notice.:: Alexis McFarland: Oooh, interesting. Did your dad see it? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I am here Captain. A little trouble down on the commerce level. Jylliene: ::enters commands, plots vectors on the display along with the current locations of the Osprey and the found vessels:: Chirakis: ::spots him entering:: Commander Cayne, send your officers to assist Osprey and the three ships that will soon arrive. mimipavilion: ::goes to Lt. Robinson:: Tarisa: Miana> I wish we could see them. Annisha: :: to Miana :: Well, I'd not make a salad from them. Alexis McFarland: That'd be interesting, but I heard that area is off-limits. Sierra Robinson: :: wonders if she showed up a bit too early. and grabs a Reading PADD and looks at the topic.... Starfleet Personnel Today... There is a picture of a proud Bolian Admiral looking at a newly christened Starship :: Alexis McFarland: Hehe Annisha: I think he's at his work. mimipavilion: ::sees Sierra:: Ah... Lt. Robinson you're 30 minutes early Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I'll send two teams Captain. Dacia Sandero: ::checking up on a few things in the background:: Chirakis: At least, Commander. Three disabled Oberth class ships will be berthing. Annisha: :: to them both :: Unless au can get around it. But I want to be a good noodle. ::bats her eyes:: Sierra Robinson: Oh...Doctor Pavilion. :: stands :: Something my parents taught me was to show up early for Medical Appointments. Plus, no doubt we will be busy in engineering today..so I guess any edge I was trying to get ahead of schedule. Sierra Robinson: :: still holding reading PADD :: Tarisa: ::Following the roots.:: Chirakis: ::takes a seat in the command chair::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Are there medical issues as well Captain? Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: At his console, gathering his troops ::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Grins.:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: That's good advice. Sierra Robinson: :: still wearing a mask as directed :: Alexis McFarland: ::relaxes on a chair:: mimipavilion: Then shall we get your physical over and done with. Tarisa: Miana> Oh! :;Perks up.:: Remember when we were in the park with the bad guys? We found that passageway.. Chirakis: Probably. Consider that there are, and many. Three Oberth ships being towed. Quite a few. Alexis McFarland: I think I remember that Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: We met those boys. Alexis McFarland: Oh yeah. Good times. Sierra Robinson: Alright...:: sets PADD Down, the Bolian Admiral's face doesn't seem to change with the ...upgrated Akira Starship behind him :: Chirakis: :::watching closely:: Commander Kital, Rodman requests berthing. Make it as close to medical as possible. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I'll get two teams for each ship. Tarisa: Miana> I wonder if they know anything, or if they know how to get down there. Jylliene: ::sends Rodman the vector:: mimipavilion: ::escorts Sierra to a biobed:: Jylliene: +Med+ Ops to medical. Sierra Robinson: :: follows :: Jylliene: ::sends out the other arrival vectors and docking assignments as well, as the ships come into range:: mimipavilion: +OPS+ Pavilion go ahead. Tarisa: ::Slowly making her way towards what could be the cargo hold, and the source of the vines.:: Chirakis: ::nods::: Commander Cayne, inform medical to receive at least 35. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees the order for ships docking :: Jylliene: +Med+ Be ready for incoming. mimipavilion: +Jylliene+ Understood. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye +Medical+ The number of incoming wounded is around 35. More details unknown. mimipavilion: +Cayne+ Understood Sierra Robinson: :: listens and does not even take a seat on the biobed :: Reschedule? mimipavilion: ::Sierra:: Probably the best. I'll send your message to your quarters about the rescheduled date, if that's alright. Amanda Davis PhD: ::comes out of her office::: Thank the stars that they found them. Nijil tr'Korjata: +CnC+ This is Korjata. Do we know the damage to the ships, if any? Do they need a forensic evaluation? Alexis McFarland: Hm yeah, I wonder. They probably know those underground paths like the back of their hands. Sierra Robinson: Of course...35 wounded? .. Something bad must have happened...Hope it wasn't the plants! :: unaware of what is transpiring :: Chirakis: ::nods affirmative to Kital:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::moves through medical, making ready:::: Tarisa: ::Entering the cargo hold, finding it harder to move without coming into contact with the vines.:: Sierra Robinson: I best report to my station. Jylliene: +eng+ Unsure of the nature of the damage, but affirmative to the evaluation. mimipavilion: Ok, I'll let you know. ::nods:: Sierra Robinson: :: nods and quickly exits sickbay wondering what could have happened :: mimipavilion: ::goes and helps get medical get ready:: Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + Robinson here...reporting back to engineering..I just heard sickbay is readying for casualties.. what did I miss..something leak on station? Dacia Sandero: ::helps Mimi as well:: Sierra Robinson: :: heads to lift and designates Engineering :: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I wish there was a leak. That we could fix. Chirakis: ::forwarding information to Starfleet Command::: Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + I will be there shortly Robinson out. Amanda Davis PhD: :::assuming that there are no children to deal with, she checks that area quickly and moves on::: Jylliene: ::keeps an eye on the arriving and docking:: Alexis McFarland: ::watches people go by:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Plops her head down on Alexis' lap.:: A lot of people... Sierra Robinson: :: arrives in Engineering a short time later and looks at the Station 3D display which is not showing anything unusual aside from the Vines on deck 188 :: Annisha: :: Her little PADD beeped :: Oh, some kind of ships are docking.. Alexis McFarland: ::pats Miana's head:: Yes. they are. ::still curious about the plants and stuff:: What kind of a ship? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: His teams were in position as the ships were arriving ::: Tarisa: +OPS+ Tarisa here. We have made it to what appears to be the root system of the plants. Jylliene: +Tarisa+ Acknowledged. What's the status? mimipavilion: ::knowing her team managed to get the place ready for the incoming injured, she smiles:: +CnC+ Medical is ready. Tarisa: +OPS+ The vines seem docile for the moment, if not a little curious. Amanda Davis PhD: :::pulls out everything they could possibly need::: Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Jylliene: +med+ Acknowledged, doctor. Jylliene: ::chirakis:: Medical is ready. Nijil tr'Korjata: We need to send investigation teams to determine what happened to these ships. Dacia Sandero: ::prepares for the influx:: Sierra Robinson: Ships? :: walks over to Nijil :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Security teams are standing by. Sierra Robinson: What Ships? Jylliene: +Tarisa+ Intriguing. I do have a lock on you. Nijil tr'Korjata: Yes, three if these numbers are correct. Chirakis: ::nods to Jylliene::: Send Cdr Tarisa to assist with incoming. Nijil tr'Korjata: The Rodman, Agincourt, and Chi Song. Sierra Robinson: The Chi Song!! My Shi....:: stops :: Sorry.. ETA? Chirakis: Commander Kital, send all extra personnel to assist where needed. Jylliene: +Tarisa+How quickly do you think you can work your way back out? We have incoming ships. Nijil tr'Korjata: Some minutes. :: He wondered if she would be leaving after the ship is fixed up :: Yeah... :: he looked saddened :: Jylliene: +Tarisa+ The missing science vessels. Chirakis: :::continuing to inform SF Command::: Chirakis: :::Jyllene:: Allow me to assist wherever you are needed, Commander. ::steps close to OPS::: Jylliene: :: ** sends out an all-available-hands message ** :: Tarisa: ::Perks up.:: +Jylliene+ I would not be able to return efficiently with the vines. I would suggest transport to where you need me. Jylliene: +Tarisa+ Prepare for transport. Jylliene: ::beam-beam-shimmer-shimmer to docking area:: Tarisa: ::Readies.:: +Jylliene+ Ready. Jylliene: ::NOW transports:: Tarisa: ::Arrives in the docking area.:: Sierra Robinson: :: walks over and retrieves her multipurpose Engineering kit :: Nijil tr'Korjata: May I go with you Sierra? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Not sure why he used her first name :: Sierra Robinson: What are our orders sir? Chirakis: ::Jylliene::: Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt are docked. +com to medical+ Prepare for incoming. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: +Security teams+ Move in to secure the vessels. mimipavilion: +Chirakis+ We're ready. Jylliene: ::chirakis:: confirmed. Hard dock established. Sierra Robinson: :: notes the 3 D diagram update...to show three federation emblems in docking ports...:: Chirakis: +Mimi+ Understood. Beaming to medical now. Tarisa: ::Sees the ships docking.:: Alexis McFarland: ::watches ships dock through an app on her PADD:: mimipavilion: ::sees the injured being beamed in:: Alright everyone, let's take care of our friends. Dacia Sandero: Let's do it. mimipavilion: ::walks over to a patient and starts scanning:: Dacia Sandero: ::starts working on the injured patients as well:: Jylliene: ::to Chirakis:: We have a link established to the ships. Shall we download their sensor logs from their disappearance? Sierra Robinson: :: remains in engineering awaiting orders :: Chirakis: Yes, Commander. Forward them to Starfleet Command. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Jylliene: ::begins download and transmission:: mimipavilion: ::notices that she is malnourished and gives a hypo to help easy the body back into normal rhythm and moves to the next patient, who is also malnourished:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::her team in medical is focusing on breathing and malnutrition::: Dacia Sandero: ::does the same for patients she sees as malnourished, wondering how long they'd been lost:: Chirakis: :::catches a report from Osprey that is being forwarded to SF Command::: Amanda Davis PhD: :::rounds the bed to see...::: Commander Trajan. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: With Robinson, brandishing his own kit :: Amanda Davis PhD: Trajan> :::slow nod::: Water. Sierra Robinson: So they are docked.... it appears...I guess we wait. Amanda Davis PhD: It's coming through your veins now, Commander. Try to relax. Sierra Robinson: :: is puzzled why they haven't been called to safety check the arriving vessels, does the CNC know something about the arriving ships that is ....classified? :: Dacia Sandero: ::moving from patient to patient, working on their injuries:: mimipavilion: ::continues treating the patients in medical, noting their all malnourished:: Chirakis: +COM+ Lt Robinson, join security to check the ships for anything unusual. Amanda Davis PhD: Trajan> My team? Nijil tr'Korjata: Ah, Mr. Cayne's team. Amanda Davis PhD: Nothing dangerous, sir. Osprey got there on time, along with several other ships who came to your assistance. Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Understood. :: gathers her stuff ....:: Something I should know about the commander? Nijil tr'Korjata: He's a gruffy human. Chirakis: :::wondering why the Osprey was not affected and the larger ships were:::: Sierra Robinson: :: smiles under her mask :: Oh gruffy....Well hopefully he speaks Sierran! I will keep you posted! Sierra Robinson: :: departs for Cdr Cayne's location :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::finds no viruses or other problems that might affect the crews and Aegis::: Sierra Robinson: :: :: walks to the security team's location..presumably where cdr Cayne is :: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well, now. There was a lot going on. I'd like to clarify... Chirakis: The Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt were not attacked. Chirakis: We don't know why they lost their ships' power. Chirakis: We also don't know why the ships' power ended and the nebular mist that swirled around them suddenly vanished. Chirakis: So... many questions to be answered.... Chirakis: TBS will be the morning of the next day. Chirakis: If you would like to log, do so. Suppositions are invited because none of us really knows why this happened. Chirakis: So... Comments Commander Cayne? Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Sierra Robinson: ? Chirakis: Lt Robinson? Sierra Robinson: So the ships will be docked but we are awaiting the go ahead to inspect them during the TBS? Chirakis: Yes. The crews will be in medical until they are released by Dr Pavilion. The ships will be docked and searched to see why and/or how this happened. Chirakis: If you want to write a log like that, send it to me first. Chirakis: Security is going through the ship inch by inch. Chirakis: Otherwise, Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |6 November 2020 22 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.174 TBS is 14.5 hours - the time is 0930 hours (9:30 am) Aegis Local. Focused on its last position, Starfleet Runabout Osprey searched nebula 231 to find the USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt. The ships were found floating through the nebula without power. The Osprey has located the ships. Aegis’s closest listening beacon is 427P. SFC Osprey is in contact with Aegis to assist. Science is working on the vines that have taken root on deck 188, possibly originating from the cargo deck. The flowering vines seem to enjoy caressing Mithraan fur.

Out of the Deep Aboard Starfleet Command’s Runabout Osprey, Nebula 231 A constant 180 degree sweep through nebula 231 continued as Osprey moved through the nebula, searching for the three missing Oberth class ships Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt. The Osprey continued on its way while Lt Cdr Moore focused his thoughts on the missing ships. Arms crossed, he leaned back to focus on the situation. Lt t’Jana had honed in on a signal in the area of sector 503. It had a cluster of different colors, but as soon as they approached, the mist disappeared. Moore had reduced nebular frequencies 1.75 times to make areas of the nebula audible. It was interesting. The lieutenant said it sounded like dancing, or an orchestra. It echoed through the main system, but as soon as they approached the sounds faded away. Why? Osprey had moved farther into the nebula, towards the last coordinates of Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt and the nebular mist, coordinates two seven zero mark one three five. Hoping beyond hope, Moore continued to stare at the forward viewscreen until Lt Case called out, “Commander. Think I got something.” Moore swiveled his chair. “On screen.” “Nothing on screen, sir, just this sound.” “Mayday, may..y, may... . SS Rodma… assistance…. I say again…. USS Rod… nebu... 231… requir…. assistance…. Mayd..…. Ula….. 31, coordinat…. to follow. May..., mayday, may... . SS Rodma… assistance…. I say again…. USS Rodm… nebu... 231… requir…. assistance…. Mayday…. Ula….. 31, coorr...…. to follow.” Moore swiveled his chair. “Mason, target the coordinates. Stay on it, max warp. It’s not getting away this time.” Osprey flipped around, zoned in, and went to max warp. Within the hour Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt were dead in the water. “USS Rodman, this is Starfleet Command Osprey. Respond,” called Moore as they closed in. A weak, “Osprey…, USS Rodman..., Commander Julian Trajan,” came through the wire. “USS Chi Song….” Trajan paused, trying to take a deep breath. “USS Agincourt…. Need assistance.” “Understood, Commander. Stand by,” Moore responded turning to Ling. “What’s our closest station, Lieutenant?” “That would be Sky Harbor Aegis, sir.” “Get Aegis on the horn. Give them the coordinates, let them know the situation, and request assistance. And…” “Commander… no large... ships… mist drinks… into it.” “The mist drinks it?” he said, incredulous. “Yes. Mist Commander. Small… ships only. Runabouts… best.” “Hang in there, Commander. Small ships on the way.”

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 10/30/20 = /\ = = /\ = 21 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.173 = /\ = TBS is 2 hours - the time is 1900 hours (7:00 pm) Aegis Local. Focused on its last position, Starfleet Runabout Osprey searches in nebula 231 to find USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt. Science is working on the vines that have taken root on deck 188. It is possible that the vines originate from the cargo deck. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Watching the vines crawling through the station on his engineering status board :: Chirakis: ::CnC, listening intensely after hearing the first sounds from the nebula::: Dacia Sandero: ::relaxing in her living room, fresh from a nice hot bath:: Tarisa: ::Walking through the vine covered corridors, with Dran. They were following the tracer dye.:: Jylliene: ::Monitoring at CnC:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking through the sensor data from the nebula, a mix of noise and signal :: Alexis McFarland: ::reading holo-comics in her room, eating some assorted utaberries and nuts as an after dinner snack:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Scanning some more:: Scott Coleridge: ::also on the CnC, keeping an eye on reports from crew dispatched to areas not yet affected by the vines:: mimipavilion: ::in her quarters, talking with Loxil, t'Pentha and t'Merniq and eating dinner:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::finishing off work in her office::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is getting tired as it is after his shift. It is not the first time he had worked over :: Tae'Lynn Dran: I want to stop and get some scans. Tarisa: Miana> ::Had finished eating, and was in her room.:: Sierra Robinson: :: snaps her kit closed , pending an emergency situation the next **** team should be arriving shortly :: Tarisa: ::Nods as she watches the vines, making sure they wouldn't get too frisky, especially with her tail.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I believe your time is almost up. Chirakis: ::to Cayne:: Is there any way we can magnify the beacon? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Magnify? Chirakis: Yes, magnify. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: At the very least it would be an interpolated image. Sierra Robinson: :: hearing her name through the engineering pager :: I heard ...I heard...yes....yes.... getting finished. getting outta here... Chirakis: And focusing on the sound from that area? Is that possible? Tae'Lynn Dran: Okay, let's keep moving down this way. Annisha: :: Frowns that her parents aren't here again. Not like dinner is hard to prepare :: Tarisa: I will follow your lead. Amanda Davis PhD: :::finished her paperwork, especially the diagnosis of Lt Johnson, who wants to go back to earth:: Tae'Lynn Dran: There's a lift shaft ahead. Tarisa: I imagine the lift itself is inoperable? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Sound? In space? Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Nijil :: Okay...okay...on my way out. .you have a good night sir. Chirakis: There are no sounds in space? Nijil tr'Korjata: Wait wait Robinson. Amanda Davis PhD: ::sighs into a whisper:: He should never have requested a posting on the edge of nowhere. Tae'Lynn Dran: By the looks of it, yes. ::stops:: Looks more like a planter than anything else. Chirakis: :::arms cross:: Sierra Robinson: :: stops in her tracks :: Yes...Sir? Alexis McFarland: ::relaxes in her bed:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Sound waves need a medium to travel in, namely air. We can measure waves created by moving particles in the nebula. It won't tell you much, though you could triangulate position with enough data. Tae'Lynn Dran: Not sure how we can follow it down. Chirakis: :::ponders::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets out a medical kit :: Muuhi taught me a lot about medical issues, mostly because I was a female Yith, so there were things I would not know. Tarisa: ::Stops when they get to the shaft.:: It looks like the access ladder is relatively clear. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: scans Robinson :: There could be spores in the air, other things...the scrubbers are working overtime. Jylliene: ::sighs watching the monitors:: Tarisa: We would still need to make sure not to step on any vines. Scott Coleridge: ::finalizes the paperwork for Johnson's transfer:: Sierra Robinson: :: adjusts her mask :: Uhm..need me to stick around and help out? Tae'Lynn Dran: Well, I guess down we go. ::securing her stuff:: Tarisa: ::Does the same.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We don't generally use waves to plot the density of a nebula. At this point I would launch a specialized probe. Chirakis: Within the nebula itself? Similar to the sounds that register in space. Sounds similar to interspace, reduced the frequencies 1.75 times to make areas of the nebula audible. Nijil tr'Korjata: No dear, no need for the kitten to clean up tonight Tarisa: I will go first. ::Carefully reaches out to the ladder and slowly begins to climb down.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Sorry, sorry... I am not fully on Aegis. Sierra Robinson: Uhm.....:: adjusts for just being called a kitten :: Where else would you be sir? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: A star inside the nebula can send out radiation in waves, but it tells you more about the current solar activity than the nebula itself. Chirakis: I see. Nijil tr'Korjata: You know when you really get into a good book of fiction, so much so you wish to read the book as rapidly as possible? Sierra Robinson: I've had a few books like that. mimipavilion: ::finishes up dinner, t'Pentha and t'Merniq, clean up the kitchen/dining area; Loxil gets a shopping list done, and Mimi checks her messages at her desk:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I had a lot of spare time on an op and a padd filled with a lot of science. Nijil tr'Korjata: Imagine you are trapped between two worlds, one fiction and the other non-fiction... then now make them both non-fiction. They are both real, both did or will happen. Annisha: :: Eating something fancy, some kind of bird, mashed something... :: Sierra Robinson: :: listens :: I could only handle one hard to put down text at a time. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: still scanning her :: Imagine a time on the beach, crystal clear water, a body not your own. You can only imagine how self-conscious I was. I don't think the men there stared, but I can't imagine no one did. Alexis McFarland: ::Plays with her pet kitty:: Tarisa: ::Careful not to step on any stray vines as she continues down.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: prepares a hypo :: Though the doctor here would not like me doing this, here is something to keep any swelling down...as a precaution. :: Places the hypo on her neck *hiss* :: Sierra Robinson: What...the..... Scott Coleridge: ::monitoring reports from different sections of the station, wondering if there's a pattern to where these vines are growing:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Me administering medicine or me in a swimsuit? Sierra Robinson: What did you just give me? :: a bit alarmed :: Sierra Robinson: Both... Nijil tr'Korjata: An antihistamine. Nijil tr'Korjata: She...I was, er, attractive enough. Muuhi thought I needed some stress relief after we went for supplies on their homeworld. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Takes a scanner to her eye :: Just a little more. Nijil tr'Korjata: There, you can go. Sierra Robinson: Uhm Sir..perhaps you should let the doctors handle things like that.... I do need to see dr. Pavillion again in the future... Nijil tr'Korjata: I can tell you all kinds of tales. Nijil tr'Korjata: I need to let them know I have a new level of medical training. Perhaps I can get a certificate. Tae'Lynn Dran: I'm scanning a large container bin. I think that's where this is leading us. Chirakis: ::to Cayne:: Then you know of the music of the spheres? Nijil tr'Korjata: Next is fashion advice. :: smiles :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: What? No, I can't say I do. Nijil tr'Korjata: I heard Prani invited you to the Korjata place for dinner. After this is all over and we don't have another disaster. Sierra Robinson: :: thinks this is all weird :: Perhaps another time. Nijil tr'Korjata: Alright. Until your next shift then. I have some reports to finalize. Amanda Davis PhD: ::Handing her office to an intern, she walks slowly to the lift, enters, and zips to her quarters:: Sierra Robinson: I'm off to get some pizza....I will give you my legendary Sierra Robinson review tomorrow morning... Nijil tr'Korjata: Uh oh : :: turns to his report screen :: Sierra Robinson: :: looks concerned :: Tae'Lynn Dran: If you can find a bin location we should write it down and see if that helps trace where this might have come from. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Running late. Vines. You still in the CnC Chirakis: ::lost in her thoughts::: There is music among the spheres, unknown to most, known to a few. Sierra Robinson: :: exits engineering not certain what just happened :: Alexis McFarland: ::Still plays with her kitty, before kitty grows bored and jumps off her bed:: Jylliene: ::snaps to awareness:: +Nijil+ About to leave. Heading home. Jylliene: ::hands over the console to the next shift:: Tarisa: ::Nods as she keeps climbing.:: How far down should we go? Chirakis: ::turns:: Commander Kital, you are relived. Lt Graves will take your place. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Tae'Lynn Dran: I think we’re almost there. Sierra Robinson: :: heads for the lift...and debates her destination :: Sickbay. Chirakis: Enjoy your evening. Jylliene: Thank you. You do so as well. Jylliene: ::heads for the TL:: mimipavilion: ::softly to herself:: Senators... never making up their minds. Tarisa: ::Reaches the next floor. She climbs out of the shaft.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Decides to take his padd with him. Nods to the other engineers :: Chirakis: I will, thank you. ::eventually::: Tae'Lynn Dran: The texture of the vines are taking a more root-like nature. Sierra Robinson:::arrives at the Sickbay Medical lobby and looks around for activity :: Sierra Robinson: :: notes it is busy and just has a seat in the Sickbay lobby, awaiting for someone to assist her :: mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>::walking past the lobby and sees Lt. Robinson:: How can I help you Lt.? Jylliene: ::heading to their quarters:: mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>::takes a few steps towards her:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Makes his way to home :: Tarisa: That is a good sign we are on the right track. Sierra Robinson: Uh yes...:: stands :: I need some help with an appointment I need to schedule regarding my allergies. Alexis McFarland: ::Playing some online games with her friends:: Sierra Robinson: Also I had a a situation with a colleague in Engineering I think I need to talk to someone about. Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes, the root core is inside there. Scanning several bin compartments inside. Not sure if there's an access hatch. Chirakis: ::comes out of her nebular dreams::: Commander Cayne, you may be relieved if you wish. As for me, I will stay. At least for a while. Scott Coleridge: ::also finishing up his work and about to go off duty:: mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>::nods:: Is there a particular doctor you wanted to see? ::pauses:: I would recommend informing Cmdr. Coleridge about the situation. Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Would you like me to stay as well, Captain? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I could use a drink, and a sandwich. :: logs of :: Captain. Chirakis: Only if you wish, Commander. Chirakis: ::nods to Cayne::: Jylliene: ::enters their quarters with a sigh of some relief:: Scott Coleridge: Can I be of assistance? Are we trying anything else to contact the Osprey? Sierra Robinson: I just need to know...do non doctors administer medication to co workers ....on duty... I honestly do not know... Sierra Robinson: I got a hypo from my Engineering Chief... I am not sure...if that is the way it is supposed to be... Sierra Robinson: :: rubs her forehead briefly :: Chirakis: As I understand, it is difficult to enter the nebular mist. It is apparently a very different nebular string. Tarisa: ::Searching around for an access.:: Tae'Lynn Dran: I don't know if it would be safe to cut a hole in. Sierra Robinson: He said it was an antihistamine .... Uhm.... I realize this may be nothing...but... :: quiets herself :: mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>::listens:: He can, since he would have taken basic first aid Sierra Robinson: Okay..good to know.... Sierra Robinson: I just wish he would have told me what it was before he hypoed me... Chirakis: Vines> :::move in on Tarisa as she hunts for access, caressing her fur::: mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard> If you would like I can scan you real quick to make sure the right drug was administered to put you at ease. Sierra Robinson: Could you please? mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>::nods:: Please have a seat. Sierra Robinson: :: walks over and takes a seat :: mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>::grabs a tricorder and starts scanning Sierra:: Chirakis: Vines> ::they do not damage her fur, but they pin her down::: Tarisa: That would be a last resort... ::Finding it difficult to move.:: Um... Tae'Lynn Dran: Are you okay? Sierra Robinson: I do need to schedule a follow up ...with anyone.... if possible. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Enters his home :: Tarisa: I am unsure. It is not harming me, but it is making it difficult. Amanda Davis PhD: ::nice hot shower:: Annisha: Finally! mimipavilion: Dr. Mallard>It seems you were administered the right drug. I'll set up an appointment with Dr. Pavilion for tomorrow at... ::pauses:: 1000. Sierra Robinson: Thank you Doctor... Greatly appreciated. Tae'Lynn Dran: +Ops+ Dran to Ops, please make sure you can get a transporter lock on us, just in case. Sierra Robinson: :: exhales :: mimipavilion: Mallard> No problem Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: TBS will be until 9:30 the next morning. Chirakis: Thoughts, Commander? Chirakis: Besides being wound up by a vine? Sierra Robinson: Eek I would become so tall! Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Nijil tr'Korjata: Was fun :: hiss :: Chirakis: Remember that most in the US will move to Daylight Savings Time ... Chirakis: That said, Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |30 October 2020 21 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.173 TBS is 2 hours - the time is 1900 hours (7:00 pm) Aegis Local. Starfleet Runabout Osprey has entered nebula 231 in search of USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt, that has been missing for at least twenty days. Osprey reported its position and has not been heard from since. In an attempt to find them, Aegis has engaged the closest listening beacon 427P. Focusing on the Osprey’s last known position, the search repeats in regular intervals. Science is working on the vines that have taken root on deck 188. In an attempt to track the foliage, a section with dye is being analyzed to trace it to its origin. Since they are close to the cargo section it is possible that the vines originate from there.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 10/23/20 = /\ = = /\ = 21 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.173 = /\ = TBS is zero. The time is 1600 hours (4:00 PM) Aegis Local Decks 187 and 188 are still under quarantine. Vines grow along the decking and bulkheads, have a sweet aroma, and mimic humanoid movements. *** Starfleet Command's runabout Osprey entered nebula 231 to search for the USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt. Osprey reported its position and has not been heard from since. In an attempt to find them, the closest listening beacon is 427P, not far from Aegis. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Tarisa: ::In the labs.:: Dacia Sandero: ::working in Sickbay:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Was watching Annisha study.:: Annisha: :: Writing :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working in main engineering :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking some calculations:: mimipavilion: ::in the middle of typing up her report to Scott and Chirakis:: Sierra Robinson: :: Observing Environmental Systems status in Engineering :: Chirakis: ::on deck 188 watching the vines watch them:::: Alexis McFarland: ::rests her chin on the table, watching Annisha study:: Jylliene: ::CnC, monitoring at Ops:: Scott Coleridge: ::enters the CnC:: Dacia Sandero: ::tending to things around the med bay:: mimipavilion: ::sends the message about Lt. Johnson to the command staff:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Let's see now. ::digging in her bag:: Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: What's the latest? Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes, this should work. Jylliene: Nothing new. No word from the Osprey. Or any of the other missing ships, for that matter. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles, likes the feeling of the cool desk on her chin:: Chirakis: :::watching carefully:::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Working on the logs of the listening beacon :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::pulls out a small vial:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::mists one vine with the liquid from the vial:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::dealing with Lt Johnson who is not sure that he wants to stay on Aegis::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holds his head between his hands, wondering if he is hearing things :: Chirakis: :::sneeze::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::fiddles with her tricorder:: Sierra Robinson: :: observing efficiency ratings of the Atmospheric scrubbers, looking for any drops......:: Tae'Lynn Dran: +OPS+ Dran to Ops. Jylliene: +Dran+ Ops here. Tae'Lynn Dran: +OPS+ Can you set internal sensors in this section to track the contrast dye pattern I'm sending you. ::fiddles again with her tricorder:: Tae'Lynn Dran: +OPS+ And then relay those results back to my tricorder? Jylliene: +Dran+ Of course. Setting it now. Chirakis: :::slight sneeze again::: (w) Apparently I have an allergy. Scott Coleridge: ::splits his attention between listening to Jylliene and worrying about the missing runabout:: Jylliene: +Dran+And linked back to you. Tae'Lynn Dran: +OPS+Thank you. Jylliene: +Dran+ My pleasure. Alexis McFarland: ::sitting next to Miana:: Sierra Robinson: :: adjusts her mask as he she jots down some notes on a PADD :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Chirakis:: I hope that is the most aggressive the plant decides to get. Chirakis: ::she nods to Dran as a security officer approaches and hands her a mask:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Because, I believe we are going to need to push our way into some of the foliage to get to its root. Tarisa: Miana> ::Staring off into space out of boredom.:: Chirakis: Security Officer> We have a few allergic personnel, Captain. Tae'Lynn Dran: The dye I introduced is moving down this corridor. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles at Miana being cute:: Chirakis: ::still listening to Dran, she thanks the Lieutenant:: Scott Coleridge: ::notices Cayne is attending to the Osprey situation, so he decides it's more important to focus on what they can actually work on:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks up :: How we doing Robinson? Sierra Robinson: :: notes a continued rise in power consumption from Atmospheric scrubbers on the quarantined decks :: Chirakis: +com+ Commander Tarisa, Captain Chirakis. Unless you are busy will you take my place with Lt Dran. Amanda Davis PhD: ::exits her office, paperwork in hand::: Sierra Robinson: :: said while looking at screen :: The entire environmental system is being taxed on decks 187 and 188. Tarisa: ::Perks up.:: +Chirakis+ Of course, Captain. What is your location? Chirakis: +com+ Deck 188 with Lieutenant Dran. Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks to Alexis and smiles, then plops her head down on the table.:: Sierra Robinson: Probably due to particulate matter, more pollen perhaps without a good look at a filtration scrubber on the deck itself. Tarisa: +Chirakis+ On my way. Does Lt. Dran need anything else from the lab while I am here? Amanda Davis PhD: ::knocks on Mimi's office door:::: mimipavilion: Enter. Tae'Lynn Dran: I think we're good. Chirakis: ::turns:: Lt Dran, do you need something else from the lab? Chirakis: So... you do not require assistance? Amanda Davis PhD: :::enters::: Lt Johnson has decided to move to another station. Whether that will happen or not is for command to decide. :::hands Mimi the PADD::: Tae'Lynn Dran: I don't need anything else from the lab. mimipavilion: ::nods taking the PADD:: Chirakis: Very well. ::slight sneeze::: Chirakis: +com+ Commander Tarisa, apparently Lt Dran has finished his diagnostics. Chirakis: ::turns::: I'll be in CnC. Chirakis: ::nods to the security officer, walks toward the lift and enters:::: CnC. Nijil tr'Korjata: Scrubbers... scrubbers Chirakis: :::one last sneeze::: Jylliene: ::generally monitoring the signal going to Dran as well as the visual representation of the possible locations of the Osprey on the monitor.:: Tarisa: +Chirakis+ Understood. ::Exits the lab, hopping onto a TL.:: Chirakis: (w) How humans can deal with these... things are beyond my ability to cope. Chirakis: :::the lift stops and she exits on CnC with a sigh:: Sierra Robinson: :: thinks :: Someone is probably going to have to check to see if those Plants are not getting into anything else down there. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::confused look:: +Tarisa+ Commander, I don't need anything from the lab but I do still need assistance. Nijil tr'Korjata: Perhaps we can map them with a radioactive isotope. Scott Coleridge: ::sees the captain enter, recognizes that flavour of sigh:: Tarisa: +Dran+ Do not worry, I am taking a lift down now. Chirakis: :::realizing that Sindarin can not cope with everything::: Commander Coleridge, anything new? Scott Coleridge: Unfortunately not. Sierra Robinson: :: looks to Nijil :: I'd do it. We need to know what things look like down there. Scott Coleridge: But sometimes, our people just need time to work the problems. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::steps near the opening of the corridor. Testing out pushing some of the vines gently out of the way:: mimipavilion: ::goes and looks for Dacia:: Chirakis: :::quirks a brow::: Indeed they do. Sierra Robinson: Until something is done, I'll just continue to watch for system failures on those two decks I suppose. Nijil tr'Korjata: You will have to inject the plant at many points.. every few meters. Dacia Sandero: ::in the sickbay finishing checking on a patient:: Chirakis: Anything from the Osprey? Chirakis: I assume that they have found the lost ships? mimipavilion: ::finds Dacia:: hey I'll be on the Cnc Jylliene: ::though the question isn't directed to her, shakes her head in response:: Scott Coleridge: Um... you haven't heard then. Scott Coleridge: Well, we haven't heard. From the Osprey. Jylliene: ::attention still fixed on the monitor:: Dacia Sandero: Okay. ::smiles:: mimipavilion: ::smiles back and leaves medical:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking her tricorder again:: Sierra Robinson: Oh no, sorry Sir... I meant I would do it if I could do it...Since I am not a botanist.. The plant would probably strangle me in self defense. Tarisa: ::Arrives at deck 188 and steps out. Her nose is almost immediately assaulted with an intense sweet smell. Almost too much to bear. Fortunately, she was prepared, and placed her mask on.:: She then looked around, calling out for Dran.:: Lieutenant? Tae'Lynn Dran: Over here. Sierra Robinson: I'd let science handle that... Chirakis: ::slight frown::: :::turns to Cayne::: Commander, contact the Osprey. Nijil tr'Korjata: Do you want my dagger? mimipavilion: ::arrives on the CnC via the tl:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye. :: Opens the comms to the Osprey :: +Osprey+ This is Aegis actual. Come in. Alexis McFarland: ::closes her eyes and starts to nod off:: Sierra Robinson: :: eyes widen a bit :: Uhm...it would be very Sierra of me to lose your dagger down there. I am pretty good with a plasma torch though :: smiles behind her mask :: Tae'Lynn Dran: I've introduced a contrast dye into the plant. Internal sensors are tracking it to its root. I need to get a close scan of it to figure how it is reacting the way it is. Chirakis: ::slight turn to Mimi, nods::: mimipavilion: ::nods, walking towards Chirakis:: Nijil tr'Korjata: It can be tracked, unless you toss it into space. Tae'Lynn Dran: We'll have to push our way down this corridor. Jylliene: (or unless the plant tosses it into space) Sierra Robinson: Oh what does it look like? Tarisa: ::Ears home in on the location. She walks down the hall, tuning the corner to greet Dran.:: Understood. ::Looking over the vines.:: This grew quite quickly in the time we were dealing with the other plant incident. How were we not able to detect it until now? Chirakis: :::notes Mimi approaching but has other things on her mind::: Tae'Lynn Dran: Not sure without seeing the sensor logs. It may simply not been seen as a problem by the computers programmed checklist. Sierra Robinson: I wonder if Security has any sort of holo-imagery down there...that would be useful. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: hailing again :: mimipavilion: ::stands next to Chirakis with a PADD in hand::softly:: there's a personal issue that will need your attention at your earliest convenience. ::hands over the PADD:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::begins to move down the corridor:: Let me know if the pollen count starts to affect you. The Captain seemed not quite herself after being exposed. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Turns to Chirakis :: No response from Osprey Chirakis: :::Cayne:: The best listening beacon is 427P. Engage that in the last direction of the Osprey. Tarisa: ::Points to her mask.:: I came prepared. ::Follows down the hall.:: Chirakis: ::turns to Mimi:: That would be for Commander Coleridge to deal with. mimipavilion: ::nods and heads over to Scott:: Scott Coleridge: ::Mimi:: What's up? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Instructs the beacon to move towards Osprey's last known position :: mimipavilion: Personal issue. ::hands over the PADD:: Nijil tr'Korjata: They did get some holography, but the growth rate makes it only a snapshot in time. Annisha: :: taps her screen :: History...history Scott Coleridge: ::takes the PADD:: Tae'Lynn Dran: This is getting pretty thick. The plant has to be pulling material from somewhere to collect this much biomass. Tarisa: Miana> ::Ears perks at the tap.:: Scott Coleridge: ::skims:: Care to give me input on this, Doctor, since you're the one delivering this request instead of the crewmember in question? Chirakis: ::listening carefully::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: The search will take a bit of time. It will repeat my message in regular intervals. Chirakis: ::holds up a hand to Cayne::: Listen carefully. Sierra Robinson: :: rubs her forehead briefly :: I guess I am too eager to weed whack the stuff maybe it is because I don't want to end up on a biobed again. Tarisa: ::Curious as she carefully moves through.:: What would be down here that it could use? Replicator matter? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at Robinson :: Thanks for being here. After my experience with the Yith I find you keep me grounded in this time frame. Alexis McFarland: ::Looks at Annisha:: Hmm mimipavilion: According to our counselor, the crewmember can't handle deep space missions very well and thus the request for transfer. Tae'Lynn Dran: Unclear. Chirakis: There is a very slight call for support. Annisha: Hmm? Are you reading my Rihan script? Chirakis: Very slight. Scott Coleridge: I see. Dacia Sandero: ::looks at medical reports and findings :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I have been on many biobeds. Sierra Robinson: Well that is good. I am glad I am good for something on this station aside from giving business to the resident Pizza Maker :: smiles :: Chirakis: :::Cayne::: Is that the best we can get from that beacon? Tae'Lynn Dran: We're rather close to the cargo sections. It may have taken root in something there. Alexis McFarland: Sorta, but I'm not good at reading Rihan. Annisha: It's a bit like Vulcan. Scott Coleridge: ::Mimi:: Thank you, Doctor. I will take that under advisement. Tae'Lynn Dran: A stray seed stowing away in cargo is usually how things like this get around. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Alexis McFarland: Oh, that makes sense. I can read some Vulcan. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: We will get a clearer answer when the roots are located. Sierra Robinson: Mission injuries? Tarisa: Miana> ::Lifts her head up.:: Hmm? Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh, take care. The plant also likes to interact with others. ::swatting away a flowered vine that keeps swaying in her face:: Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Yes, Vulcan mimipavilion: ::goes and stands off to the side:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You are a valued member of the team here.. Elements..., that sounded like a sales pitch. Sierra Robinson: Thank you sir...Good to be appreciated...:: checks chrono :: almost pizza time Chirakis: Commander Cayne, send the beacon in that direction and magnify it as much as possible. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: does so :: mimipavilion: ::listens and observes:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Again, well done, considering the circumstances - the strange things that are happening. Chirakis: TBS takes us to 7pm. Chirakis: Comments Commander? Scott Coleridge: Nope Scott Coleridge: We will find out Lt. Johnson's fate... next week. Alexis McFarland: ooh Chirakis: Excellent. 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 |23 October 202021 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.173 TBS is 0 hours - the time is 1600 hours (4:00 pm) Aegis Local. Unlike other plants found in various areas of Aegis, the plants on decks 187 and 188 have grown vines along the decking. They weave their way up the bulkheads to grow flowers that give out a sweet aroma, and seem to be watching humanoid movements. Starfleet Command sent the specially designed runabout Osprey into nebula 231 to search for the USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt that has been missing for over a week. Since Aegis was closer than Starfleet Command, Osprey reported their positions by the book until its reports faded into the nebula. The closest listening beacon was 427P, not far from Aegis.

Into the Mist “USS Rodman, this is Starfleet Command Runabout Osprey, respond.” Lt Cdr Morre called, paused, then repeated, “USS Rodman, Osprey, I say again, respond.” Another pause. “USS Chi Song, this is Osprey. Respond,” he continued, then, “USS Agincourt, this is Osprey. Respond.” He sighed, clasping his hands behind his head to give his arms a good stretch as he leaned back from the console to stare at the ceiling and give his neck a good crack. “Anything, Lieutenant?” “Not so far, sir,” Lt Ling responded, checking her screen. “The only nebular chatter I get is… wait. I think we have something, sir,” she said, her fingers sweeping the console to pass the information to Moore. “Got it,” he said in a casual vein, not expecting anything new, but checking it out. "USS Rodman, this is runabout Osprey. I say again, respond,” he continued, then switched frequencies. "USS Chi Song, this is runabout Osprey. Respond." Nothing. "Give me a full frequency scan, Lieutenant. 180 degree sweep. Mason. Fire up and give me everything you can see, hear, smell… whatever you can get. Ensign Gleason, mark our coordinates and send them to command. We're moving in. Lt Cdr Moore rested his forearms on the console to focus his energy while he waited for a response. After sweeping through a grid for several days, he hoped there would be at least one sector that would point them toward Rodman, Chi Song, or Agincourt. Lieutenant Ling sat next to him, continuing to sweep the sector grid. “You’d think they would issue several runabouts to scan this quadrant,” quipped Moore. “Case? t’Jana? Anything?” he asked, turning to the lieutenants behind him. “Nothing yet, sir,” t’Jana responded, “but there is a very different signal coming from the nebular ring in sector 503. And a cluster of different colors. Sending it to your screen, sir.” A jaw-dropping mist several parsecs away seemed to dance through that area, not at all like the nebulae they had seen before. “Lieutenant Case? Got any ideas?” “Yes, sir. There’s something out there. My sensors aren’t picking it up, but if it’s changed to audio we might get something.” “Send it over.” On a whim, Moore reduced the frequencies 1.75 times to make areas of the nebula audible—not to humanoid ears, but to his console where he could remove the ordinary sound of a comet, of stars being born or dying, and quasars in the heart of a galaxy… and a few more. But he’d never heard this. “It sounds like…dancing? Or an orchestra. Listen.” Moore attached his gear to the main system just enough to be heard without blaring into their ears. “Whoa…. What does that mean, sir?” asked Case. “Not sure, but let’s mark the area and move in that direction.” A series of "aye, sir" moved them farther into the nebula towards the last coordinates of Rodman, Chi Song, and Agincourt, until strange crackles came through the wire. “We're heading toward a nebular mist Commander," said Case. "Coordinates?. "Two seven zero mark one three five," sir. Moore thought a moment, dropped a buoy into their area of the grid and sent their present coordinates to the closest beacon, Aegis’s 427P. “Move us out, Lieutenant Ling. Slowly. If they’re caught in a nebula, we might be, too.” “Moving out, sir. Heading coordinates niner niner seven mark five two zero.” "Engage."

Aegis Mission Brief 10/16/20 21 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.173 TBS is 22 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Decks 187 and 188 are still under quarantine. The flowers seem docile. They reach out to touch personnel and often bow. In nebula 231, the Starfleet Command runabout USS Aprise sent to retrieve the USS Rodman, USS Ci Song, and USS Agincourt has also disappeared into the nebula. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in science lab:: Dacia Sandero: ::in Sickbay:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Chirakis: :::in her office, finalizing reports::: CdrBrown: ::at his station on CnC, looking up at the main viewer, showing 8 hours, 45 mins, 13 seconds since last report from runabout in nebula:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: on the main engineering level, dreaming of things near and far, in both time and space :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::as she is a psychiatrist, she sits in her office with a crewman to discuss certain things:::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: At his post in the CnC :: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha somewhere:: Annisha: :: In study hall :: Chirakis: ::sends the report via subspace to Starfleet Command, sighs, then exists the office::: Alexis McFarland: ::watches Annisha study away, since she finished all her exams and tests:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking in on one of the long term experiments:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Taking a break from plants to look at the nebula report :: Chirakis: :::she is abnormally quiet as she watches the screens around CnC::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Are the new plants contained on levels 188 and 189 Robinson? CdrBrown: ::continues his routine scans:: Tarisa: ::Steps into the lab:: Any new developments with the tests? Tae'Lynn Dran: Ransom data but nothing groundbreaking just yet. Dacia Sandero: ::works on some projects in the med lab:: Tarisa: Miana> :;Watching as well. Whispers to Alexis.:: What are we studying? Sierra Robinson: :: taps consoles :: For the moment sir. Unless they somehow are able to breach the bulkheads, and the sealed Jefferies tubes.. mimipavilion: :: exits her office and heads over to the med lab Dacia is in:: Chirakis: ::turns::: Commander Cayne, you have the con. I will be in science. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Right, thought you said you would be in silence. Alexis McFarland: (w). I don't know. ::checks a PADD with her school schedule:: I finished my last test a few days ago, I don't have any assignments due either. Sierra Robinson: :: adjusts her mask :: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I heard there was another plant outbreak. However, rumor is this may be different. Chirakis: Silence? Since when have I ever been silent. :::slight grin:: mimipavilion: ::stands at the door of the med lab:: how are things Chirakis: :::enters the command lift::: Science. Tae'Lynn Dran: I heard about that. Samples should be coming up here soon. Dacia Sandero: :sees Mimi:: Things are good. checking some of the DNA samples. I still haven't gotten very far in finding any new information yetttt. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: I have nothing as well. ::Looks to Annisha.:: Did you miss an assignment? Chirakis: ::then exits and moves toward Lieutenant Dran waiting for her to finish with another:::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: nods :: Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: sweeps the front of his shop :: Tae'Lynn Dran: If we could figure out these plants homeworld I think I could make some progress on their development. mimipavilion: Hmmm... Tarisa: ::Nods, then turns to the door.:: Another visit so soon, Captain? Tae'Lynn Dran: Captain. Nijil tr'Korjata: Plants... Dacia Sandero: Yes, it's unlike anything I've ever encountered before and I know next to nothing about botany. mimipavilion: That makes two of us Chirakis: Well.... a few things to consider. I don't want to disturb your work :::looks to both::: Sierra Robinson: I doubt I will be walking around the Park anytime once things get settled down. I think I have had my fill of green. Amanda Davis PhD: ::taking a very long time with this one, who is obviously struggling with life so far away from his home world::: Tarisa: These results will take a while to finish. Feel free to ask. Chirakis: Very well. May I borrow Lt Dran for an hour or so? Dacia Sandero: It'll take awhile to find anything definitive, I think. Well, I hope Commander Tarisa and the others in Science are having better results than we are. Chirakis: He seems to be knowledgeable regarding the plants. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Of course. mimipavilion: I hope so. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::somewhat worried what she just got volunteered for:: Chirakis: ::nods and turns to Dran::: Have you a few hours to take a look at our latest plants? Alexis McFarland: We're here to keep Annisha company, then ::Smiles:: Tae'Lynn Dran: I believe I can do that. Tarisa: ::To Dran.:: I will be here if you need anything. Chirakis: Excellent. :::Tarisa::: We will be on deck 188. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::gathers her bag and slings it over a shoulder:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I pine for the ocean. Muuhi and I spent a good deal of time there. It had been so long since I hear ocean waves crashing on the sand. Tarisa: :;Nods.:: Sierra Robinson: The beach sounds so good right now! Chirakis: :::exits science and enters the lift::: Deck 188. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::follows along:: Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: It's nice things have quieted down after the Pakled pandemic. We could use the break. Tarisa: Miana> Ok. :;Smiles.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: taps some commands on the main display :: My first trip I was extremely self-conscious, a very odd sensation. mimipavilion: Agreed Chirakis: ::as the lift moves, she reveals the situation::: There are very different plants on deck 181. I believe you would be very interested. Sierra Robinson: Yeah that odd...changing from a guy to a girl thing. Alexis McFarland: Though I thought Annisha's grades were the highest in our class. Not sure why she needs to study more. Sierra Robinson: :: chuckles :: glad they did not make you...dress the role too much Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah, tall, mostly feline...whiskers. Chirakis: ::in her uniform, not geared up, which is very unusual::: Tarisa: Miana> Yeah... ::Frowns.:: Maybe it is something special? Alexis McFarland: ::Shrugs:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You mean a dress? :: looks at Robinson :: Tae'Lynn Dran: Any specific features I should be observing? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looking at holographic pictures of the plants :: CdrBrown: ::goes and grabs a coffee from the replicator, noting the peace and quiet the CnC has to offer this watch:: Alexis McFarland: ::takes out a bag full of snacks she bought, gives some to Miana and places some by Annisha as well:: Annisha: :: Writing and writing, grabs the snack and eats :: Chirakis: ::thinks a moment:: Simple ones. Something you would find on a planet rather than a wall. :::the lift stops and the door opens::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Quietly:: Yay. ::Eats a snack.:: Sierra Robinson: Well I hope they thought of you...:: points to her head :: instead of your physical appearance... Nijil tr'Korjata: Dresses, or formal wear? Alexis McFarland: ::quietly eats a snack as well:: Chirakis: I would like you to examine them.... carefully, of course. Chirakis: If you feel more comfortable, gear up. Tae'Lynn Dran: Of course. Sierra Robinson: You did not have to dress in formal wear on Yith did you? Nijil tr'Korjata: I wore dresses on several occasions, or what I would consider a dress. I had to meet with their science and engineers. Alexis McFarland: ::does feel nice to be off her feet for awhile, after walking around so much:: Nijil tr'Korjata: As humans would say "when in Rome" Tae'Lynn Dran: Unless it's eaten someone already, I believe my tricorder will be enough gear. Tarisa: Miana> ::Purrs as she eats another snack.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sends a new engineering team to replace an air circulator :: Chirakis: I believe you will be astonished with these plants. Dacia Sandero: ::notes her findings in the file, before heading out to the main sickbay:: Well, that'll do for today. Tarisa: Miana> ::Fluffy white tail swishes as she is happy.:: Chirakis: (the children will gain so much weight that you might have to monitor them, Dr. Pavilion) Nijil tr'Korjata: Wish I had her nose right now. Perhaps I could sense the scents. Sierra Robinson: :: blinks :: I think of togas when I think of Rome mimipavilion: (true) Annisha: (replicated, so bland and nutritious) Tae'Lynn Dran: ::begins baseline scans:: Chirakis: :::they round a corner to see vines that cling to the wall:::: CdrBrown: ::walks back towards his console, noting its been well over 9 hours since last report from the runabout:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I favored the black and green ones. Amanda Davis PhD: :::exits her office and looks for Mimi::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Reading his mail, the botanists on the station were having a field day :: Tae'Lynn Dran: Well, wide coverage. Alexis McFarland: ::sits next to Miana, peers over at Annisha's work. Her brain spins looking at it:: Chirakis: Indeed. And quite docile. Nijil tr'Korjata: I am thankful I picked up the language rather quickly, though I probably sounded with a lack of education. Annisha: :: smirks :: Not into comparative history Lexi? Sierra Robinson: Hmmm...Well maybe you can show me the Yith beaches someday when you master the means of getting back. Hmm...I wonder if extra Sunblock would be needed. :: hand on chin briefly :: Chirakis: May I give you an example? Alexis McFarland: ::giggle;: Can't say that it's my forte, no. Tae'Lynn Dran: So far normal readings. Leaf pattern quite similar to known species. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::looks to the Captain:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::hunts for Mimi:::: Annisha: For extra credit I have to extrapolate where I think the history is going... not that they can say I'm right or wrong. Tarisa: Miana> ::Tilts her head curiously.:: History of what? mimipavilion: ::heads back to her office:: Dacia Sandero: ::looks around, oh yeah, where did she disappear to?:: Chirakis: :::steps a bit close to one of the flowers hand hang from the vines:::: Nijil tr'Korjata: It is very class M Alexis McFarland: Ahh.. extra credit... Alexis McFarland: ::sucks on a jumja stick:: Chirakis: :::within a few seconds, one flower "looks" up and seems to stare at her:: Annisha: The Federation is very complicated, only made more complicated by the plight of my own people. Alexis McFarland: ::nods:: Chirakis: :::she holds our her hand, fingers splayed open:::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::scans:: Sierra Robinson: :: taps some more panels :: Lots of sun I bet...hmm Maybe a Cabana would be in order. mimipavilion: ::enters her office:: Annisha: I'm comparing Federation and Rihan history, then predicting where they are each heading. Tarisa: Miana> Ooooh. Alexis McFarland: Sounds interesting. Chirakis: :::the flower presses against her hand, then moves away and nods:::: Amanda Davis PhD: ::::knocks on Mimi's door::: Tarisa: Miana> Then that would not be history anymore? It has not happened yet. Nijil tr'Korjata: Yith are not attracted to the ocean like I am, or was. mimipavilion: ::sees Amanda:: Enter Tae'Lynn Dran: Let's see. ::focusing the scan:: Sierra Robinson: Oh...were there other races visiting the planet? Nijil tr'Korjata: Suppose I could create a program to replicate the experience. Dacia Sandero: ::tends to some of the patients in Sickbay:: Nijil tr'Korjata: They had two neighboring species, but it was just a lot of Yith. Chirakis: :::a sweet aroma fills the corridor::: Sierra Robinson: ah..:: checks scrubber power consumption levels :: They were...in peace with each other? Tae'Lynn Dran: These cellular clusters could be a form of thermal detectors. Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah, which makes their lack of contact more a mystery. Amanda Davis PhD: ::enters::: I have been working with a Lieutenant jg who says he is unable to stand being so far away from home. Nijil tr'Korjata: I hope they contact me again; it would be a shame if they don't. Chirakis: Explain. mimipavilion: Really? Tae'Lynn Dran: Motion is achieved by changing internal pressure of certain chambers in the vines. Amanda Davis PhD: Yes. Really. He's been struggling since he came aboard only a month ago. mimipavilion: Who is the Lt. jg? Amanda Davis PhD: Lieutenant Johnson. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::walking around the vines:: No standard nervous system. mimipavilion: ::takes a seat and looks up Lt. Johnson's file:: Tae'Lynn Dran: We do have some chemicals that could work as response relays. Nijil tr'Korjata: I had to do many things I would never have done as...me. CdrBrown: ::sees his console ping:: Mr. Cayne, a moment... Tae'Lynn Dran: ::focused on her tricorder:: Do we know where the roots are? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Walks over to Commander Brown :: You have something? Sierra Robinson: :: stops her work :: Hopefully nothing against your beliefs. Amanda Davis PhD: I can't say that it's never happened before, but I think that it's a good idea to give him another command, maybe closer to earth. Nijil tr'Korjata: Beliefs? I had never thought of that, but no. Chirakis: Not that I am aware. They seemed to just appear. mimipavilion: Hmmm... well it's not too unexpected considering that this is his first deep space mission. ::pauses for a bit:: True. CdrBrown: I do.... picking up some audio coming from outside the system. Nijil tr'Korjata: A bit of makeup is not against my beliefs, but they were not into it in a large sense. Muuhi worried about it far more than I ever would. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: to Brown :: Outside? Amanda Davis PhD: He's very young. Sierra Robinson: Well I did not catch you wearing Makeup while she was in...you. :: smiles under mask :: CdrBrown: from the nebula... 231. It’s echoing. Chirakis: Perhaps the seeds that the children were given had something to do with it. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh I heard she treated me well, but... :: rolls up his sleeve :: She left me this tattoo. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::scanning and walking beside the wall:: Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles and reads a holo-comic:: CdrBrown: ::to Cayne:: let me see if I can triangulate the signal using the listening posts, and then try to clean it up Sierra Robinson: What.....??? :: walks over to see :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Roughly, it's their logo.. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::glancing as the leaves and flowers seem to be following her movements:: Sierra Robinson: Uhm...interesting. :: looks :: Like a Starfleet Insignia? Nijil tr'Korjata: Yes, more like their side profile and the planets of their home system. mimipavilion: ::nods:: I'll let command know that he's having personal issues with his first deep space mission and a change of location is recommended. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::turns to the Captain:: Did you say something about seeds? Chirakis: Would it be prudent to take a sample? Chirakis: I did. CdrBrown: ::looks over the data and throws it up on the main viewer:: CdrBrown: ::outloud:: the computer is trying to clean up the audio, or interpret it, but its definitely coming from inside Nebula 231.... deep inside.... Nijil tr'Korjata: That's alright though, I gave her one of a bird holding two worlds in its Talons. Muuhi pushed me into doing it. She knew Prani well. It hurt getting it. Tae'Lynn Dran: I don't think I want to induce a response quite yet so I will limit my samples to already discarded leaves. Sierra Robinson: You guys get these done on station? Chirakis: :::arms cross, she nods:::: Very well. Tae'Lynn Dran: And if we have any of these seeds that could be useful. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: The nebula would distort certain kinds of transmissions. Annisha: :: Wonders if she should have pictures :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::gathers a sample container from her bag and begins collecting leaves from the ground:: Amanda Davis PhD: I'll go back to my office and keep him calm for a while, maybe ask where he would rather be. CdrBrown: It would. and its definitely echoing, as the identical signals become weaker with each instance as it bounces around the nebula Nijil tr'Korjata: I had it done on the planet, she must have had it done here. Alexis McFarland: ::likes pictures. makes things more pretty:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Hope we are not bonded.... Nijil tr'Korjata: I don't know if I can handle two wives... Tae'Lynn Dran: ::looks up at a flower that is somehow "looking" back at her:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: good idea. try to get some info Tarisa: Miana> ::Starts drawing on her tablet.:: Sierra Robinson: Uh I think one husband would be enough for me. :: heads back to her station :: Amanda Davis PhD: I will. :::exits Mimi's office:::: CdrBrown: ::Cayne:: if we connect the dots, going by strength of signal at each instance, we may be able to bounce a signal back Tae'Lynn Dran: Very odd. mimipavilion: ::starts typing up the message to Scott and Chirakis:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: And contact the runabout? CdrBrown: or the fleet, or whoever is generating the noise CdrBrown: listening beacon 427P is closest, probably need about 5 minutes or so to realign to transmit a pulse. Nijil tr'Korjata: Bolians and Denobulans have multi-bondings.. :: shrugs :: Chirakis: Odd, but enticing. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We need to get a specialized relay nearby. Alexis McFarland: ::pets Miana:: Sierra Robinson: The galaxy has many interesting cultures so the academy professor began.... Nijil tr'Korjata: Oddly enough, she would be a wife I may never meet. CdrBrown: for more extensive comms yes, but 427P can at least let us know if someone is out there in the meantime. Tae'Lynn Dran: Well, ::stows the samples in her bag::: Flower blooms are typically for reproductive use so enticing is part of the process. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Any information is helpful. Nijil tr'Korjata: At any rate, perhaps we could go clothes shopping. :: laughs :: Chirakis: May I suggest that you keep the bag open, in case they need air. Sierra Robinson: :: chuckles :: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Very well done. Chirakis: We will go on from there. Interesting things are starting to happen. Chirakis: Commander Cayne, comments for the crew? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Everyone was doing something, which is always good. Chirakis: Indeed. Chirakis: Anything else from you, Commander? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Nothing else from me, though space vines holding the ships in the nebula would not surprise me. Chirakis: Interesting. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? CdrBrown: definitely do not have evil space vines on my 2020 bingo card. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge should be back next week. Hopefully Commander Kital as well. Chirakis: If nothing else... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |16 October 2020 21 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.173 TBS is 22 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Unlike the other three types of flowers that began to grow on Aegis, Vines with a sweet aroma and beautiful flowers have begun to grow on the walls of decks 187 and 188. When personnel are approached, the flowers reach out to touch them gently, and often bow toward them. Decks 187 and 188 are still under quarantine. The Starfleet Command runabout sent to retrieve the USS Rodman, USS Ci Song, and USS Agincourt has also disappeared into nebula 231.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 10/9/20 = /\ = = /\ = 20 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.172 = /\ = TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. Two Pakleds have survived eating the plants. A new strain of plants, vines, are growing on the walls of decks 187 and 188. The vines' aroma is sweet and does not seem to be dangerous. Those decks are quarantined for further investigation. USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt remain in nebula 231. A Starfleet Runabout has entered the nebula to search for them. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Jylliene: ::CnC, Ops:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in science lab:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Cayne is down with the vines :: Nobody think of eating these... :: scans the area :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::finishing her report in medical::: Chirakis: ::having just finished lunch, she enters the command lift::: Scott Coleridge: ::on the CnC, thinking:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: In the darkness so they don't grow too fast, but it just makes it hard to see :: CdrBrown: ::exits his quarters, heading to the TL, having just showered after his workout:: Chirakis: ::the lift stops and she steps out, stops, then steps down::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Can't I just have a station with normal technical issues? :: he said to no one in particular :: CdrBrown: ::enters the TL and heads to the CnC:: Sierra Robinson: That would be my desire as well sir...:: working at a console near the 3D hologram of AEGIS :: Chirakis: :::notes that everyone seems to be working on something::: Amanda Davis PhD: ::flips over the PADD and exits her office moving toward Mimi::: CdrBrown: ::exits on to the CnC, heads for his console:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Brings up a vector line only view of the levels with the vines :: mimipavilion: ::in her office contemplating things:: Chirakis: :::staring at the main console, watching outgoing and incoming:::Everything is quiet... almost too quiet::: CdrBrown: ::gets up to speed on vessel movement reports:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::knocks on Mimi's door::: mimipavilion: ::comes to when she hears the knocking:: Enter Chirakis: ::without looking at him:: Commander Brown, all seems well. CdrBrown: ::still looking through the reports:: yes ma'am, all is well. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Getting a grasp of the extent of the expansion of the vines :: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::filing a bunch of reports on the latest experiments:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::enters::: A long and sorrowful report, Dr Pavilion. ::sighs:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: He thought of his own expansion and wondered if it was from the lattes each morning :: mimipavilion: ::takes the report:: Sierra Robinson: Sir, should we take a look at the vine infestation on deck 188 to determine if it is threatening anything? CdrBrown: ::grabs his padd with the area ops report and takes it to Chirakis:: Runabout reports entering the nebula, 5 minutes ago. Nijil tr'Korjata: Robinson, I forgot to ask. Has there been any news of the lost ships? Jylliene: ::puts the runabout's trajectory on screen:: mimipavilion: ::looks it over:: Chirakis: :::receives it and looks up at the screen:: Any word other than that? Annisha: :: Wonders where her friends are :: CdrBrown: None yet. we expect some interference, listening platforms were already re-positioned to improve comms as best we can. Sierra Robinson: Uhm...:: transitions her thoughts :: I have not heard anything sir. Frankly I am not certain if I should ask about it. I thought maybe it would suggest, I want to leave the station. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Thought of the Yith shuttle he few in the distant past for a moment :: Scott Coleridge: ::looks up at the screen at the runabout's trajectory:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I do not believe showing concern would indicate that. I don't know anyone on those ships and it troubles me. Chirakis: ::as she flips through the log::: Difficult when it comes to a nebula. However... :::Hands it back::: Starfleet Command insists on handling it. mimipavilion: ::shakes her head:: Chirakis: But we do have enough to handle on our own. Sierra Robinson: I kind of would like to look for her....The Chi Song, to find out what happened. Chirakis: :::steps toward Scott, then stops and looks around, sniffing the air::: CdrBrown: ::nods:: that we do. however, other than that, no change in the status on board since the earlier update Scott Coleridge: Something the matter, Captain? Nijil tr'Korjata: This station can feel like a target in this sector. The largest facility that I know of... though I have not explored it all. Jylliene: ::watching the monitor:: Sierra Robinson: Given the current situation of plants gone wild on Aegis, I do not think I would be able to contribute to the search. Chirakis: I am not sure... :::sniffs the air:::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Securing areas he did not want the vines to enter :: CdrBrown: ::back at his console:: Jylliene: ::pondering the idea of a second monitor. Something that could be raised or lowered from the rear of the console:: Jylliene: ::wonders if that's how it started with Jorahl.:: Chirakis: :::Scott::: Has there been a cleaning recently, one that has the scent of a beautiful flower? Scott Coleridge: Not that I know of... ::sniffs:: I don’t… huh, maybe it smells differently. Sierra Robinson: :: adjusts her mask :: Scott Coleridge: I can check the environmental systems again. Chirakis: Please do. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: This is... not good at all. Amanda Davis PhD: :::finally able to speak::: I need a stiff drink, Mimi. And I mean a really stiff drink. mimipavilion: ::looks at Amanda:: I know the feeling. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Checks his mask so the smell of the vines is not...intoxicating? He could not exactly place the word, but he sure was not going to be ended by some sprawling plant :: Chirakis: It reminds me of the flowers on Ginera IV, Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looking over forms of gas or radiation that could alter the vine. He thought of the human word 'wine' and wish he had a glass :: Amanda Davis PhD: I don't suppose they would mind if we took a break at Drankum's. Sierra Robinson: Scrubbers are running high again sir. Thank goodness my mask prevents me from smelling that stink again. mimipavilion: ::smirks:: I think they would be displeased that the CMO and Head Counselor are drunk on duty. Chirakis: ::Scott:: Who is below decks, working on the vines? Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah. This would have wreaked me when I was a Yith. :: turns to her :: I could smell fear.... lying... it was really mind-bending. mimipavilion: ::sniffs the air:: Do you smell that? Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, my yes. Very potent. Amanda Davis PhD: But... alluring? Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: We have two engineering teams down there, I believe. Sierra Robinson: The smell of fear...interesting. Chirakis: :::flips out her tablet to check a few things::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::requesting fresh samples as she preps the lab for another round of experiments:: Sierra Robinson: :: decides to add a graphic on wear the scrubbers are being taxed the most, this time on 188 it shows :: mimipavilion: ::pulls up the environmental controls and sees that the scrubbers are working over time then pulls up a scan of what is in the air:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Despite his protective gear, the molecules that made up the smell from the vine still entered his nose. The aroma contained hints of licorice, cinnamon? :: Chirakis: Commander, take the con. I'm going down to have a look. Scott Coleridge: Aye, sir. Jylliene: ::pleasenotmoreplants:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil now regretted getting Jy a new plant for their home :: mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Apparently there is an unknown substance that is in the air. Amanda Davis PhD: Almost like someone spilled a perfume bottle? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: As his mind wandered and wondered of the scents expelled from the vines, Cayne felt something soft brush across his face :: Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled>:: Begins working on his Marigolds which do not smell as nice :: mimipavilion: Something like that. CdrBrown: ::goes to grab a black coffee from the replicator:: Chirakis: :::enters the lift:: Deck 188. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Ahh! :: swipes with the back of his hand :: Bugs now? Chirakis: ::to lift::: Negate that last. Deck 187. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: He became alert and noticed he had drifted toward the vines....right? :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh yeah. I only experienced a few times...dozen at most. Nijil tr'Korjata: Our systems are being taxed so much... ugh. Chirakis: ::::steps off, gears up, and steps onto the deck to see the vines and flowers::: Sierra Robinson: :: notes the scrubber spike in 187-8 area :: Sir...is this a bad reading? Should I check the sensors down there? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I feel surrounded... Ugh CdrBrown: ::drinks his coffee and runs sensor scans:: Chirakis: :::comes up behind Cayne:: Commander. Amanda Davis PhD: Let's just go for a drink, shall we? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I thought I would take up gardening Captain, then gardening took up me. Amanda Davis PhD: I mean... not necessarily liquor, but something that will perk us up? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks :: If you wish to go down sure, but we could lower a bulkhead to seal off that section. mimipavilion: Ok ::tells one of the other doctors on duty that they are in charge for a bit:: Sierra Robinson: I suppose if they need us they would COMM us. Chirakis: ::Cayne::: What exactly is... it... doing... ::one flower sweeps along her face::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: The rate of growth is somewhat slow if you are staring at it, but turn your back for a few moments and you...doing? Chirakis: Hm.... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I had one brush up against me. I hope this is not how the plant propagates. Amanda Davis PhD: :::exits with Mimi::: CdrBrown: ((Cdr Cayne... Plant-person)) Sierra Robinson: Bulkhead....:: taps a button and zooms a 3 D map of the ....presumed...infested area :: Never thought of that...would this plant die without air? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: ((Bird Person taken)) Chirakis: I don't believe so.... :::she steps closer and watches this particular bloom::: Nijil tr'Korjata: You mean starve it? I suppose so... frankly you could also explore the decks to the vacuum of space and the cold. Guess freezing it is an option. Chirakis: :::the bloom nods and does not sweep::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::scheduling workplace sensitivity training for the plants, focusing on personal space and touching:: Sierra Robinson: oh yes...that too...options.. Amanda Davis PhD: :::steps out of the lift::: Drankum's? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: The aromas are all over the place... cinnamon here, citrus there. Sierra Robinson: ( Hope that is not the Invid Flower of Life... ) Cdr Wyatt Cayne: It's making sure you can always smell it. mimipavilion: ::shakes her head:: Let's try the little bar and grill right there. Chirakis: :::watching the bloom::: There must be a reason. Has it done anything dangerous? mimipavilion: They might have something other than alcohol Jylliene: :: if she did a second monitor that way, perhaps a third could be beside it:: Amanda Davis PhD: I would hope so. How about Irish coffee? mimipavilion: Okay Chirakis: :::reaches her hand toward the flower, fingers splayed, standing still:::: Chirakis: :::all the flowers stop, and one reaches out to touch her hand, placing it precisely onto hers::: Chirakis: :: Cayne::: Interesting. CdrBrown: ::turns to Scott:: Runabout position report came in. Signal consistency is 72%, still no sight of the Agincourt and company. Chirakis: What do you suppose this means? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: thinks :: Rudimentary intelligence? Amanda Davis PhD: :::finds her favorite table and asks for an Irish coffee::: Chirakis: Possible. Scott Coleridge: ::Brown:: Thank you. I wonder what they're going to find in there. CdrBrown: ::Scott:: hopefully 3 ships with everyone ok, just in need of a tow out... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks at the flower :: I'm security and not a science officer. So are there intelligent plants? mimipavilion: ::takes a seat and orders the same:: Chirakis: I do not see why there could not be. Chirakis: ::drops her hand, the flower bows slightly, and enhances the bloom:: Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled > :: waves at children nearby who scurry away in a hurry :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I'll have to ask someone like Tarisa. Chirakis: Commander, the vines have not attacked, nor have they grown into a jungle of sorts. Chirakis: That in itself is interesting. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Is it exploring? Chirakis: I agree. Have Commander Tarisa take a look. Chirakis: Possibly. Amanda Davis PhD: :::relaxing with a smooth Irish coffee in her hand::: I hope we'll be past this situation soon. mimipavilion: Me too. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Very interesting. Chirakis: TBS will be noon the next day. In the meantime, we will be wondering what these plants are doing and how they work. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, comments? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

((Reminder: Sim begin is 9pm ET, 8pm CT, 7pm MT, and 6PM PT)) Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis |9 October 2020 20 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.172 TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local. We wonder why two Pakleds who ate flowers from the commerce deck are alive and well while the others died. Vines similar to the deadly plants that killed the Pakleds have begun to grow on the walls of decks 187 and 188 and are beginning to bloom. They have a sweet aroma and, although it seems strange, they might be sentient. Personnel have quarantined those decks to investigate. We still have not heard from USS Rodman, USS Chi Song, and USS Agincourt in nebula 231. A Starfleet Runabout has entered the nebula to search for them.

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 10/2/20 = /\ = = /\ = 20 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.172 = /\ = TBS is 20 hours - the time is 0900 hours (9:00 am) Aegis Local. Two Pakleds have survived eating the plant, reason unknown. Medical is investigating. Science is examining plant seeds that were given to the children. Clandestine operators work throughout the station. Flowered plants have been found on decks 187 and 188. That area has been quarantined for investigation. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical figuring out why two Pakleds are still alive:: Dacia Sandero: ::pouring over some of the Pakleds' medical readings:: Chirakis: ::in her office::: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha:: Jylliene: ::CnC, doing all the usual stuff & things. Though the usual includes a more close monitoring of, well, everything than it used to.:: Sierra Robinson: :: in engineering awaiting the Chief to review the data patch she created for implementation :: Jylliene: ::Almost kinda wishing for Jorahl's wall o' monitors:: CdrBrown: ::CnC, drinking his coffee, checking sensors:: Chirakis: ::her door is open. she can be seen going through information regarding the Pakleds and other things, especially the latest on the plants:: Scott Coleridge: ::stops into medical:: Tarisa: ::In the lab, checking on sensor data from the lower levels.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Standing over the main engineering console, looking over reports :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Wandering Commerce with Alexis and Annisha. They just had breakfast.:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::cleaning up her area while Dacia tends to the two Pakleds who seem to be getting better::: Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Cmdr. Korjata :: Good Morning sir. Dacia Sandero: ::checking their bio signs:: Alexis McFarland: ::wandering around the shops:: CdrBrown: ::everything looks normal on sensors:: mimipavilion: ::her brain is wracked and has a feeling that the list of classified names is the key, but she hopes she is wrong:: Tarisa: Miana> So many pretty things. Alexis McFarland: Mmn, yes. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oa mai le ataeao Scott Coleridge: ::approaches Mimi:: Dr. Pavilion? Chirakis: :::wearily exist her office to make a few more tracks in the carpeting as she thinks things over::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, ie, Good morning. mimipavilion: ::looks up:: Oh, Commander Coleridge, please come in. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks over the sector sensor readings :: Tarisa: ::Begins cross-referencing and updating the data.:: CdrBrown: ::looks over and sees Kirel exit her office:: Sierra Robinson: :: chuckles behind her mask :: I have that plant molecular compound data file ready for your review. It is on my workstation. Jylliene: ::glances up and nods to Chirakis:: mimipavilion: What can I do for you, sir? Scott Coleridge: ::Mimi:: I came because I heard you have two Pakleds who survived eating the plant. Alexis McFarland: Many shiny things Annisha: Shiny mimipavilion: Yes, we do have two Pakleds still alive. Alexis McFarland: Shiny Nijil tr'Korjata: I need to stop speaking Yithian. Chirakis: :::nod to Jylliene and looks around::: Do they still make the heaviest coffee in the universe? Tarisa: Miana> ::Loves the shiny things.:: Jylliene: Think so. Jylliene: ::grins:: CdrBrown: ::walks over, hands Chirakis a PADD:: Hourly report, OPS Normal..... Chirakis: Thank you, Commander. ::flipping through:: Normal seems strange after what we have been through. ::nods and hands it back:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: His console chimes for an incoming message and Cayne reads :: Sierra Robinson: I keep telling myself my Sierran is overdone. Scott Coleridge: ::Mimi:: Any ideas yet on how they survived? Chirakis: :::pouring herself the stiffest coffee she can find and downs most of it:::: Tarisa: ::Finishes:: +Engineering+ Science to Engineering. Alexis McFarland: ::continues to walk along, curious about everything in the vendor's stalls:: CdrBrown: ::whispers to Chirakis:: you look like you've burned out the candle at both ends.... when's the last break you took? Tarisa: Miana> ::Hums as she walks.:: Chirakis: ::slight turn::: Break? Ah, yes… the Terran word for resting. I have no idea, Commander. Amanda Davis PhD: :::in her office working on transcripts of the latest medical problem she has faced::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: to Noip :: A message just came from the alpha security team. They are reporting an unknown plant on decks 187 and 188. Sierra Robinson: Sir, comm from science. mimipavilion: Nothing obvious. I did run a scan of the samples of those known geneticists to see if there was one. My results end up with nothing or classified. Chirakis: :::turns to Cayne::: Say again, Commander. Sierra Robinson: + Science + Engineering here go ahead. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: A vine-like and long-winding plant that is quite spread out. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Images on the main viewer now. :: throws images of the vine structure to the main viewer in the CnC :: CdrBrown: ::mutters:: here we go again.... ::heads over to his station:: Chirakis: A vine-like long-winding plant? One similar to…. Scott Coleridge: Hmm. I know it could just be a random mutation. But I wonder if it’s related to anything else the Pakleds did or ate. Are they conscious? Tarisa: +Engineering+ I have a new update for the plant sensor data. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Science+ Engineering here. Chirakis: ::whispers:: Kahless! mimipavilion: Yes they are awake and... hungry as usual. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Getting a mirror report. Reads and sighs :: Sierra Robinson: :: listens :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Cutting it requires a setting above stun.... that's not normal. Tarisa: +Engineering+ I am uploading it to you now. ::Sends files.:: Chirakis: ::Cayne::: How could it possibly be that strong? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Commander Kital. Are you able to cut lighting to decks 187 and 188? Jylliene: Yes sir. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles as she window shops, taking in the variety of stuff for sale:: Chirakis: ::turns to Jyl::: Remember that personnel live below decks, in that area. Jylliene: Are you asking if I can, or are you asking me to? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Chirakis :: I'm a security officer, not a botanist... but... could be some kind of carbon nanotube structure. Sierra Robinson: Ooh...updates! :: sips coffee :: Jylliene: ::nods to Chirakis:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Kital :: Both. Scott Coleridge: ::ponders:: I'll have security interview them and then cross-reference. Tarisa: Miana> Ooooh... ::Eyes a shiny that was in a window.:: Sierra Robinson: :: happy to get more data for the sensors :: Jylliene: Very well. ::cuts lighting on decks 187 and 188:: CdrBrown: ::Cayne:: like its evolved, or like its a new species of plant? Sierra Robinson: :: hears Cayne's request :: Jylliene: (I'd assume there's some emergency pathway lighting kinda like in airplanes.) Alexis McFarland: Ooh, what's that? ::looks at the shiny thing:: mimipavilion: ::nods, then pulls up her list of geneticists, downloading it to a PADD and hands it to Scott:: Here's the list of those who specialize in botany and biological DNA splicing that showed up as classified on my search. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Could be another plant. Scott Coleridge: Interesting that they’re classified even for you… your clearance is ordinarily high enough. I’ll take a look and run them by the captain, see if we can get access to any more information. ::takes the PADD:: CdrBrown: ::begins to rethink getting a cactus for the CnC:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: To Robinson :: Another plant... Things were simpler with Muuhi. mimipavilion: I know that's what confused me as well, even for just basic info, but hey, it's Starfleet Intel. They may have their reasons. Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks at the display of boxes and barrels full of assorted shiny rocks.:: I do not know but they sell them by the bag full. ::Notes the sign by the display.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: They report a sweet smelling aroma in the vicinity of the vines. Sierra Robinson: Another? :: frowns behind mask :: Should I hold off on any sensor configurations sir? CdrBrown: ::Cayne:: so likely a high sugar content in any flowering stems Chirakis: :::nods::: Like the plants are morphing into another type, hopefully not as dangerous. Alexis McFarland: That's a lot of shiny stuff. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I hope that's all it is. I once accidentally ate a plant leaf on an op and it was... Chirakis: :::Cayne::: thinking aloud::: There are children living on deck 188. Scott Coleridge: ::Mimi:: Thank you, Doctor. I'll keep you updated. Chirakis: ::Hand-toss::: And their parents, of course. mimipavilion: Thanks. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods:: Annisha: Why so much stuff? Scott Coleridge: ::turns to leave:: CdrBrown: ::Chirakis:: sounding an alarm could tip off whoever established the vines.... cause undue panic.... and anyone coming off the deck could be contaminated and further spread to other sections Tarisa: Miana> I do not know...but I want some... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We need to move them, but we need to know more about these plants. Chirakis: :::muse::: .... and the plants have a sweet smell... Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: sweeps the front of his store singing a Pakled Nursery Rhyme :: Chirakis: ::nods to Brown:: There are security personnel taking care of that, Commander. Alexis McFarland: Let's get some, then. ::buys three bags of the shiny things for herself, Miana and Annisha:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Ears flick as she hears someone singing in the distance.:: CdrBrown: ::nods:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: +Security Team Alpha + Use a tricorder to take a time-lapse of the tip of the plant. How fast is it growing? Alexis McFarland: ::hands a bag over to Miana and Annisha:: Hear something? Nijil tr'Korjata: I think you could configure the sensors. The plants could be related. Tarisa: Miana> ::Smiles as she gets her bag, then nods.:: Someone is singing. Annisha: Uhh.. what should I be hearing? Sierra Robinson: I'll get on it. :: walks over to workstation and uploads science files to the sensor array database :: Scott Coleridge: ::heads for the CnC:: Sierra Robinson: :: watches the bar slowly move from left to right on her workstation :: Alexis McFarland: Singing? ::follows Miana:: Chirakis: ::thinking of different kinds of the same plant....or similar plant... some dangerous and some not so dangerous:::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Do you think this is the same plant genus? Tarisa: Miana> Yeah. It is sort of weird, but nice. ::walks with them until they come around a corner. Then she stops and points.:: From that store. Chirakis: :::straightens up::: Could they possibly be sentient beings? Scott Coleridge: ::arrives on CnC:: Alexis McFarland: ::Looks at the store:: The plant store? Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: hums and straightens his Pakled Pop Up Store :: Tarisa: ::Closes the console after the upload. She then does her rounds in the lab.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I have not encountered sentient plants. CdrBrown: ::raises an eyebrow:: Sentient? Alexis McFarland: ::walks closer to the store:: Scott Coleridge: ::hears "sentient plants" and wonders what he has walked into:: Nijil tr'Korjata: It's deck 187 and 188. Tarisa: Miana> I have never been in there. Chirakis: +Tarisa+ Commander, is it possible that these varied plants are sentient? Alexis McFarland: Me too. Chirakis: +com+ Or have an inkling of sentience? CdrBrown: ::looks at Scott walking on to CnC:: Chirakis: :::nods to Scott, waiting for the reply::: mimipavilion: ::rubs her temples from the slight headache she's getting:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::goes for more coffee::: Amanda Davis PhD: :::desperately needing a scone::: Tarisa: ::Stops what she was doing to think on that.:: +Chirakis+ It is always entirely possible, but we have yet to see communication. Only rampant growth. CdrBrown: (if a sadistic dentist shows up, I'm going to the bar....) Sierra Robinson: Ah Upload complete. I hope it helps . Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Perhaps very sophisticated. Perhaps the more they grow the more they can sense from their environment. Chirakis: +com+ Thank you, Commander. Chirakis: ::nod to Cayne::: Possibly. Tarisa: Miana> ::Enters the store with Alexis and Annisha.:: Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Nijil :: All done sir...of course there may be more updates from science. Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Thank you, Commander. We should receive more information... hopefully soon. Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: dusts his cases of Self Sealing Stem Bolts and more :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I am weary of cleaning things up. Alexis McFarland: ::looks around:: ooh, smells nice. CdrBrown: ::heads back to his console, runs another sensor sweep:: Sierra Robinson: I think all the environmental systems share your sentiment sir. :: sips coffee :: Chirakis: ::D’Ka>:: {{ Relax Kh’éile. There is more to this than meets the eye.}} Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Chirakis: :::blinks, almost dousing herself with hot coffee::: Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You know, lag from being with the Yith, then here. Chirakis: ::to d’Ka:: {{What exactly do you mean?}} Sierra Robinson: Give yourself time sir....What you experienced cannot be whisked away overnight. Nijil tr'Korjata: No, it is not. Chirakis: ::D'Ka>:: {{Something more normal for plants}} CdrBrown: ::to Noip:: long and short range sensors clear except for expected merchant traffic and fleet vessels. Ops Normal, approaching 1000 local time. Sierra Robinson: hopefully we will have the time...and not be consumed by plants. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Growth rate being computed... Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Well, now... we've moved into the realm of stranger than strange. Chirakis: TBS will be 4 hours. Chirakis: It will give us something to think about. Chirakis: Anything from you, Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments for the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none.... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.