Sy Harbor Aegis | 16 August 2019

[Chirakis 1]

 

=/\= Aegis Mission Brief 8/16/19 - 10:07 PM=/\=
21 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.142

TBS was 29 hours. The time is 1300 hours (1:00 PM) Aegis local.
The crew is finally settling down to a normal routine.
Families have been reunited.
Aegean is undergoing repairs at the shipyard.
Medical is tending to crew members who became ill from radiation and/or anxiety.
Science is examining samples of stellar radiation from the rogue star.
Dr Pavilion has succeeded in conversing with our gremlin.
Evidence of alien incursion has been found below decks.
 
Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=
 
Jylliene: ::CnC, Ops::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in life science lab::
Fletcher Jackson: ::CnC, after lunch, trying not to burp:::
Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay::
mimipavilion: ::in medical::
Alexis McFarland: ::having lunch with her friends probably::
Chirakis: :::Medical Complex, checking the status of Aegean's personnel:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: :::makes a quick note in her journal::
Chirakis: :::Dacia:: How long before they can return to duty, Doctor?
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking that her padd has the latest results then exits the lab::
Fletcher Jackson: (w) ::Jyl:: Ma'am... next time I say I'm going for pizza, please hit me on the head with a bat'leth.
Jylliene: ::ensuring supplies have gone through for repairs and the like for Aegean::
Jylliene: If you wish.
Jylliene: ::grins::
Dacia Sandero: The majority of the crew have been cleared to return to light duty, there is still some that suffered more severe radiation poisoning on Aegean, but they are recovering nicely and should return for duty in the coming days.
Fletcher Jackson: ::settles in to complete his work::: (w) Thank you, ma'am.
Chirakis: ::Dacia:: And you, Doctor. How are you doing?
Jylliene: ::starts searching inventory records for bat'leths::
Fletcher Jackson: ::stifles a burp::
Jylliene: You know, I imagine medical would have a quick something you could take.
Dacia Sandero: Me? I didn't seem to have sustained too much radiation since I was mostly in the sickbay. I am on light duty for the next few days.
Fletcher Jackson: ::takes over for incoming vessels::
Alexis McFarland: ::returning back to school after lunch at Blubby's. During the TBS, she was deemed to have been fully recovered from her injuries and is now free of her cast and hoverchair and is walking on her own two feet again::
Chirakis: :::she nods to Dacia, her expression glad that there was less damage than expected::
Dacia Sandero: Yes, the shields held up enough until we were rescued.
Fletcher Jackson: ::finally the commander's comment computes in his brain::he opens his mouth, then closes it, really not wanting to ask::: Yes, ma'am.
Jylliene: :::finds one listed in storage for general practice/use, sends in a request to the storage area::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters the CnC::
Jylliene: ::not because she's really considering using it on Jackson, but rather, just as something new to do - martial arts using the weapon::
Chirakis: ::Dacia:: Um.... Romulan construction is well beyond some of our vessels. I am thankful that they were aboard Aegean.
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::accessing the science station::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: At his station ::
Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Yes, same here.
Annisha: :: At boring old school ::
Chirakis: ::shakes off her concern::: If you will excuse me, Doctor. I have a few things to attend to. Keep me apprised.
Alexis McFarland: ::next to Annisha and Miana, getting out her note PADD::
Dacia Sandero: Of course, will do. ::smiles::
Tarisa: ::Enters CnC, moving to her station.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working ::
Chirakis: ::exits into the command lift::: CnC
Tae'Lynn Dran: :::cross referencing medical reports to lab results::
Chirakis: ::exits, pausing for threat assessment:::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Sitting with Alexis and Annisha. She's finally free of her sling.::
mimipavilion: ::going over the early afternoon reports that are on her desk::
Fletcher Jackson: ::checking documents as they scroll his screen:::
Chirakis: ::steps in::: Commander Kital, report.
Chirakis: ::moves to the OPs station:::
Jylliene: Situation as it has been - stable.
Fletcher Jackson: ::small burp that smells like pizza:::
Jylliene: No changes to incoming or outgoing.
Chirakis: Excell...ent. :::turns to Jackson::
Jylliene: No reports of any unusual issues or activities from any of the departments.
Jylliene: ::nearly none, anyhow, except for Jackson's current gastrointestinal status::
Annisha: :: to her friends :: What class is next?
Chirakis: ::watching Jackson:: Very quiet, then. At least we have a few hours to relax.
Fletcher Jackson: ::sips water, hoping that will work:::
Jylliene: ::nods to Chirakis::
Chirakis: ::steps toward Cayne::: Commander, report.
Alexis McFarland: Mmm... ::checks her schedule:: PhysEd, I think.
Chirakis: ::also notices Tarisa:::
Alexis McFarland: (or was it called gym in America?)
Jylliene: (Both.)
mimipavilion: (::points up at Jylliene's comment::)
Alexis McFarland: (Ah ok, Same here)
Annisha: More like kicking your butt. :: Playfuly punches Alexis ::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Casually looking at this display ::
Chirakis: ::waiting for Cayne's report:::
Alexis McFarland: Hehe.. hopefully not too much.'
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: What? Oh, nothing on long range or short range sensors. The area of the star is rather quiet.
Fletcher Jackson: ::looks up, swivels his chair, and blinks, then shakes it off::
Chirakis: Would you say "too quiet"?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Shrugs :: I think a bit, but these things happen in waves.
Chirakis: :::something catches her eye as it floats above the commerce deck:::
Alexis McFarland: I only just got out of my hover chair.
Jylliene: ::would most definitely not say too quiet, because though she never was superstitious growing up, being on Aegis has definitely added a few::
Tarisa: ::Checking recent sensor logs, before looking over reports.::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Checking internal sensors :: What is this....
Tarisa: Miana> I can not wait. ::Loves PE.::
Alexis McFarland: Mmm me too, now that I'm out of my hover chair.
Chirakis: :::looks to Cayne as she enters her codes to access the screen::: Something wrong Commander?
Tarisa: ::Perks up as she thought she saw something::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Checks the computer :: Says it's crepe paper?
Alexis McFarland: I think we're doing dodgeball or something.
Chirakis: ::stops::: Crepe paper? I am not familiar with that.
Chirakis: :::checks her screen and begins to page through:::
mimipavilion: ::hates receiving medical reviews and related and makes a separate pile for that::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: This paper is floating up from the Commerce level... multiple colors.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Is there some celebration going on?
Chirakis: ::looks out the window::: Probably a wedding or a birthday?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I know of none scheduled.
Chirakis: ::continues to read through her most recent:::
Annisha: Dodgeball? Another Earth game....
Chirakis: Hm.... this might be the answer....
Alexis McFarland: Mmm. But I'm not too sure,
Chirakis: From Admiral Morris....
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Nij here, how about a nice dinner, just the two of us.
Chirakis: To the crew of Sky Harbor Aegis
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Morris?
Chirakis: A Proclamation celebrating the end of the 24th Year and the beginning of the 25th Year of service to Starfleet and the Joint Allied powers by securing the borders, exploration, and going where no one has gone before. 
Signed: Admiral Reginald Morris, Starfleet Command
Tarisa: Miana> Oh. That is the game I am good at. The boys hate playing it with me.
Jylliene: +Nijil+Sounds appealing.
Chirakis: ::looks up to Cayne, blanks her screen and moves to the commerce deck window:::
Alexis McFarland: Yeah, you're really good at it Miana.
Chirakis: Well, now... It is a celebration. At the center is a one deck high cake of Aegis?
Alexis McFarland: (oooh!)
Fletcher Jackson: ::blink:: Cake?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Sounds like a lot of clean :: sees her leave, follows ::
Jylliene: That explains those requisitions.
Chirakis: And we are to attend.
Tarisa: ::Looks up.::
Jylliene: ::glances at Jackson:: Might make sure you take it easy on the cake. I don't yet have the bat'leth to otherwise dissuade you.
Chirakis: So.. clip your screens to your PADDS, set them to alert mode in case there is one, and attend. ::nods to the crew:::
Fletcher Jackson: ::yl:: Commander, I think I'll have to take it to my quarters for later. No way could I eat anything more.
Chirakis: ::chuckles at Jackson's comment::: I should make you eat it, Ensign.
Fletcher Jackson: ::swallows hard:::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Perks up.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ You sound appealing...I, err. I'll make arrangements.
Alexis McFarland: Mm? ::Looks at Miana::
Chirakis: ::smiles as she turns to enter the lift:: All crew are to attend. You heard the admiral.  
Tarisa: Miana> ::Sniffs the air as her ears twitch.:: I hear something. A celebration. I smell sweets too!
Fletcher Jackson: :::groan:::
Alexis McFarland: Hmm. They did close off a portion of the commerce section didn't they? I wonder if that has anything to do with it.
Tarisa: ::Puzzled at first, but chooses not to question. She goes to the lift.::
Chirakis: Action> All Starfleet personnel head to the commerce deck. Civilians only if they are part of a Starfleet family.
Annisha: Au hear something?
Tarisa: Miana> I want to see.
Jylliene: ::to Jackson:: You'll be fine. ::heads there::
Dacia Sandero: ::get the announcement to head to the commerce deck:: Something going on down there?
Alexis McFarland: Yeah, me too,
Alexis McFarland: What did you hear Annisha?
mimipavilion: ::gets the announcement as well and heads to the commerce deck:: Not sure?
Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets a beep on her tablet.:: Oooo..
Jylliene: +Nijil+ On your way to the event?
Dacia Sandero: ::reads about it on her PADD:: Ooh.
Annisha: Na, it's Miana's hearing.. I mean my hearing is good. :: points at pointy ears :: But I did not hear that noise? My birthday is not today, so what gives?
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ What? What event?
Tarisa: Miana> I think we can go too. ::Shows the tablet.::
Alexis McFarland: ::Gets it too:: It's something to do with the station. It's birthday? We're invited since we have family in Starfleet.
Annisha: Just like someone, get us all in one place...
Jylliene: ::forwards the info with the command to attend::
Tarisa: Miana> Yay!
Alexis McFarland: ::gets another beep:: Dacia already said to meet her down there.
Jylliene: +Nijil+ There's cake.
Dacia Sandero: ::heads down to the commerce deck::
Jylliene: +Annisha+ Meet your father and I when you reach the commerce deck.
Alexis McFarland: Mmm. Lets go.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Tail swishes as she gets excited.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ I have been so involved in my work.. I'm in an empty tube working on a project.
Alexis McFarland: ::the students get dismissed by the teacher and they make their way to the commerce section::
Jylliene: +Nijil+ Orders from the admiral.
Jylliene: ::arrives::
Tarisa: Miana> :;Sees the giant cake as the get close to the party.:: Wow....
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Admiral who? There are so many.
Tarisa: ::Was already there, mingling.::
Dacia Sandero: ::arrives shortly after and stands next to Jyliene::
Jylliene: +Nijil+ Admiral Morris. Come on.
Chirakis: ::making her way through the crowd, enjoying their presence:::
Chirakis: :::amazed at the food they have spread out:::
Dacia Sandero: ::to Jylliene:: I figured if Annisha was going to meet you here, Alexis wouldn't be too far away. ::her gaze turns to the impressive cake station::
Jylliene: +Nijil+ There's food and cake.
Alexis McFarland: ::Looks at the cake station as well:: Wow!
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets his things together :: Ugh.. +Nei'rrh shuttle+ Transport me from my location next to Commander Kital. Shuttle Computer: Understood, energizing....
Jylliene: ::nods to Dacia and grins::
Dacia Sandero: ::watches Nijil appear out of nowhere::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Rematerializes next to Jy ::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Arrives at the wall of people.:: So many...
Jylliene: About time. ::chuckles::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh good, the shuttle did not misplace me.
Alexis McFarland: Yeah.. no wonder they need a cake so big
Nijil tr'Korjata: My feet are tired, and I can't see straight.
Jylliene: ::rubs his back::
Annisha: :: With her friends ::
Dacia Sandero: ::smiles::
Tarisa: Miana> I smell familiar people though.
Alexis McFarland: ::looks for Dacia in the crowds, connects with her telepathically:: Ahh, she's next to your parents Annisha.
mimipavilion: ::walking through the commerce level::
Alexis McFarland: Yeah, I guess they're all here.
Nijil tr'Korjata: It's my feet, but not here... So what is this about again?
Chirakis: :::though she does not really enjoy such food, she accepts a very small sample, nods thanks, then moves on:::
Alexis McFarland: I'm sure Tarisa's around here somewhere too.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: I can smell her too.
Jylliene: An anniversary, you might say.
Jylliene: ::indicates the writing on the big cake::
Tarisa: ::Tilts her head a moment, as she catches something. Walks casually through the crowd.::
Alexis McFarland: ::sees Dacia and Annisha's parents and heads their way::
Chirakis: ::::moves to the edge of the crowd and ponders the 24 years::::
Nijil tr'Korjata: It's been a year for us already? Chirakis really goes all out.
Jylliene: ::glances at Nijil,::
Fletcher Jackson: ::wanders through, taking a little here and a little there, boxing them up for tomorrow::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Following Alexis, till she stops when someone puts a hand on her head.::
Tarisa: ::Smiles as she pats Miana's head.::
Alexis McFarland: ::stops next to Dacia and still near Miana and Tarisa::
Tarisa: Miana> Neemah! ::Hugs.::
Dacia Sandero: ::pets Alexis' head as well::
Chirakis: (Let us hope that Miana's hands are clean)
Alexis McFarland: Mmm, neemah! Keeheehee..
Chirakis: (Not covered with cake, that is)
Tarisa: ((hehe she hasn't got that far yet.))
Annisha: :: Looks up at Tarisa ::
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: 8/16/19
Chirakis: Thank you.
Chirakis: Well, then....
Chirakis: I suppose that was a surprise for everyone.
Chirakis: And it is true. On the 18th of August, 24 years ago, Aegis was christened.
Chirakis: We are now on the edge of the 25th Season.
Chirakis: Some of us were there, and some of us were not. I do believe, though, that it is one of the best sims, and that we have one of the best crews. Thank you all.
Chirakis: So... TBS will be another 24 hours, making it the afternoon of the next day.
Chirakis: Hopefully you will not be so full that you cannot move.
Chirakis: Anyway, questions or comments?
Dacia Sandero: Can we take home leftovers?
Chirakis: Of course.
Chirakis: Mr Jackson is so full that he has to save his for later.
Fletcher Jackson: ::cough::
Chirakis: Anyone else?
Chirakis: Thank you for being the best crew I have ever had.
Chirakis: And with that...
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.