= /\ = 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.