Sky Harbor Aegis | 23 January 2015

[Chirakis 1]

Chirakis -> =-/\= Aegis Mission Brief 1/23/15=/\=

Chirakis -> 12 January 2388

Chirakis -> TBS was 2 hours

Chirakis -> The time is 1100 local.

Chirakis -> Scientific survey probes sent to investigate the nebula are transmitting data.

Chirakis -> Telepaths in close proximity to the Horta have established a minor communication connection.

Chirakis -> Lawliet will attempt to question the Horta about her abduction.

Chirakis -> Mr. Roberts has returned on Revenge with reinforcements from 177th SOE.

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis -> @ :;at Rendezvous October::

Kallah Ramson -> ::in her office at the moment::

Jylliene -> ::ops::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::acting like a new mother:::

Jylliene -> ((Oh, the comments one could make.))

Fletcher Jackson -> ::at TAC in the CnC, his stomach rumbling:::

Tarisa -> ::In the science lab, playing with things.::

Dacia Sandero -> ::Watches le Horta::

Chirakis -> (Indeed)

Lawliet -> ::walking down the corridor to sickbay:: +Tarisa+ Lawliet to Ens. Tarisa.

mimipavilion -> ::in sickbay, observing the Horta for now::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::emitting sounds on a frequency that register on some of sick bay's monitors::

Tarisa -> ::Perks up:: +Lawliet+ Yes?

KelsaViegnor -> ::having lunch near the back of her shop and perusing notes::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::keeping a watch on traffic, the ships looking more and more like Philly cheesesteak sandwiches:::

Kallah Ramson -> ::exits office onto the CnC::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::smells drifting up from the deck below::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::turns:: Commander.

Kallah Ramson -> ::nods::

Fletcher Jackson -> All quiet, ma'am.

mimipavilion -> ::missing her husband, knowing that RSE has assigned him else where::

Lawliet -> +Tarisa+ Report to Astrometrics. Those probes sent to investigate the nebula should have arrived by now. Review the sensor data as it comes in and report back to me. Lawliet out.

Chirakis -> ACTION> ALL sick bay's monitors show strange readouts.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Sitting at a terminal in the CnC watching the probe signal strengths ::

Tarisa -> +Lawliet+ Yes Sir. ::Pauses one of her programs and leaves for astrometrics.::

Dacia Sandero -> ::gauging the Horta's readouts:: Hmm. ::Looks at the readouts::

Lawliet -> ::walks into sickbay as the readouts begin to beep:: Doctor. How's the Horta?

Jylliene -> ::stretches slightly, checking to be sure that incoming signals are routed to the appropriate stations - engineering, science::

mimipavilion -> ::looks down at the monitor in front of her:: Interesting.

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps over towards Ops:: I'm going to visit sickbay, keep an eye on things.

mimipavilion -> ::Lawliet:: For now fine. If you'll excuse me for a moment.

Jylliene -> Acknowledged. ::smiles::

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps into the TL::

Annisha -> :: With her friend Alexis ::

Lawliet -> ::looks around:: Of course. ::walks over to the Horta containment cell and grabs a chair::

Kallah Ramson -> ::travels upwards a few decks::

KelsaViegnor -> ::scrolls through copious notes, painstakingly detailed over years of research, first as a hobby, then as a second career::

Alexis McFarland -> ::next to Annisha::

mimipavilion -> ::goes around sickbay and looks at all the monitors::to self and a bit wide-eyed:: How in the galaxy is that happening? ::turns to look at where the Horta is at:: Could the Horta be doing that?

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps out onto the medical deck::

KelsaViegnor -> ::stops and reviews a section as she sips her tea::

Dacia Sandero -> I would assume so, yes.

Lawliet -> ::closes his eyes:: ~Hello again. Are you feeling better?

Dacia Sandero -> Empathically, she seems to be doing fine.

mimipavilion -> ::walks over to Lawliet and Dacia:: All the monitors are going off.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::the signals stop on the monitors:::

Annisha -> Wonder if I can get a Horta as a pet? Ya think?

Alexis McFarland -> Depends on what the Horta thinks of it

Lawliet -> ::keeps his calm and focus::

mimipavilion -> ::looks down at the monitor in front of the Horta:: It was the Horta.

Tarisa -> ::Enters Astrometrics, looking around.:: Hmm. ::Believes she has found the right console and activates it.::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::she seems to have her attention on Lawliet, but it's difficult to tell because they really don't have "eyes.":::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Data flowed erratically from the probes, not because of faulty engineering, but to avoid overt attention ::

Lawliet -> ~ How is your infant?

KelsaViegnor -> ::begins an experimental mixture::

Kallah Ramson -> ::enters the edge of the area with the Horta. Observing::

Chirakis -> Horta> :::cuddles the egg, as if in affirmation::

Tarisa -> ::Checking the data that is coming in.::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Sees someone is logging in to the data stream ::

Jylliene -> ::leans back in her chair, then reviews other accruing data::

Dacia Sandero -> Seems to be doing fine.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::rumble:::

Annisha -> I can't talk to the little thing.. guess that would be a problem.

Lawliet -> ~ I was wondering if you could tell me a few things? Would that be alright?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::focusing on the TAC board doesn't seem to help:::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Sends a message to the new login: >Jolan tru ::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::moves toward the glass, leaning against it::

Alexis McFarland -> I could for you.

mimipavilion -> ::notices Kallah watching the Horta and feels a bit out of place amongst the telepaths, but lives with it::

Lawliet -> ::opens his eyes and gently places his fingertips on the glass::

Kallah Ramson -> ::smiles::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Glances to Jylliene ::

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps over towards Mimi::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::an image of a panel appears in his mind:::

Tarisa -> ::Perks up at the console giving her a message. Grins and makes a smiley face emoticon with cat ears.::

Jylliene -> ::to Fletcher:: Getting close to lunchtime. I could keep an eye on incoming if you want to get yourself something.

mimipavilion -> ::turns her head a bit:: Something I can do for you Commander?

Lawliet -> ::gasps:: ~What is this? Where did you see this?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::looks up, somewhat embarrassed:: Uh.. thanks, ma'am. I'm good for now. Kallah Ramson -> How are the patients?

Jylliene -> ::turns to Nijil:: Jolan tru. ::smiles::

Jylliene -> ::nods to Fletcher:: As you wish.

mimipavilion -> For now their fine.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::the image morphs into one that looks exactly like a panel in sick bay:::

Kallah Ramson -> ::nods::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Gets the message back :: Hmm :: Looks at the identifier...Tarisa> Oh. It is you. My daughter talked about you for three hours the other night.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::Jylliene:: Sorry about the rumbles, Commander.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Tarisa> How is the data stream?

Lawliet -> ~ Here? This panel is in Sickbay? Okay...what about it?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::the monitor next to Mimi begins to bleep::

Kallah Ramson -> I was reading up on the Horta. Records show that after laying eggs most of the Horta of a colony will die off leaving one or a few to protect the eggs until they hatch.

mimipavilion -> ::hears the bleep and looks down::

Lawliet -> ::opens his eyes and looks over:: Doctor, what does that panel do?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Nijil kept on looking over his shoulder as if he was having a conversation with someone he should not ::

Jylliene -> It's nothing to apologize for. I wasn't going to leave until I saw the data trails well-established. Figured there was no reason for all of us to be hungry.

Chirakis -> Horta> :: a jumble of letters appears::

mimipavilion -> ::nods to Kallah::

Tarisa -> ::Smiles as she begins typing.:: I hope it was about pleasant things. ::Pauses as she checks the data.:: The data is very interesting.

Annisha -> Sounds like a comedy routine..

Alexis McFarland -> Or like a ventriloquist routine as well

Fletcher Jackson -> ::smiles:: Appreciate it, Commander. I would go, but I have a few ships in the corridor that don't seem to want to stay in line. Think I'd better stick around.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Tarisa> The resolution will improve over time. The one probe will go dark as it enters and exits the nebula.

mimipavilion -> ::keeps an eye on the panel:: It's a standard monitor. But there are just a jumble of letters on it

Jylliene -> ::nods:: Understandable. ::grins::

Jylliene -> ::returns attention to her console:: How are things looking? ::to Nijil::

Tarisa -> I understand.

Fletcher Jackson -> Yeah. You know, with all the disruption with the Pakleds and all.

Lawliet -> ::looks back at the Horta:: ~Are you trying to communicate?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::the monitor has one word on it:::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> She's feline.. I mean the probes are fine.

Dacia Sandero -> Looks like she is

Lawliet -> ::looks back at mimi:: What does the panel display?

mimipavilion -> ::looks at the word:: the word is ask.

KelsaViegnor -> ::observes the mixture, wafts the scent toward her, and takes on an analytical look::

Annisha -> :: Looks at Alexis :: Are you letting your hair get longer? :: Looks it over ::

Jylliene -> ::quirks an eyebrow:: Mhm.

Alexis McFarland -> ::smiles:: Yeah, I've been wanting to grow it longer.

Lawliet -> ::raises an eyebrow and looks back at the Horta:: ~Thank you. First, do you know how you came to be here? Was it by accident or were you taken?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::as he continues to work:: Something wrong, ma'am?

Annisha -> Black is where it's at... hair that is.

Dacia Sandero -> It;s a standard medical display. Displays bio signs and other pertinent medical info.

Annisha -> :: Works on something for school, a model of a 4-th dimensional object in three dimensional space ::

mimipavilion -> There's just a question mark.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::sighs::

Annisha -> I should be able to get my hypercube working..

Jylliene -> No, but thank you. Just a lot to consider with the data coming in.

Alexis McFarland -> I'm partial to brunette myself

Lawliet -> ::tries again:: ~Do you now know?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Tarisa> So, are you feline? Annisha kept going on and on about it.

Scott Coleridge -> ::still hanging out in engineering, working on some upgrade paths::

Lawliet -> not*

Fletcher Jackson -> ::nods, still looking at his console, shifting ships around like they were toys on a playground::

Dacia Sandero -> ::clears her mind and attempts to tune into their telepathic conversation::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::sigh::

KelsaViegnor -> ::places the mixture at the counter, but out of direct sight, for sampling::

mimipavilion -> The Horta doesn't understand.

Tarisa -> ::Watches the monitor as the probe signal fades, then responds to the message.:: Yes, I am Mithran.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Watches as one probe is set to enter the nebula :: Commander Kital, the probe is set to enter the nebula momentarily.

Lawliet -> ~......before this place, where were you?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::in deep concentration::

Fletcher Jackson -> What the???

Jylliene -> ::nods to Nijil:: Eyes on it.

Fletcher Jackson -> Hey, Commander. Something's going on here...

Fletcher Jackson -> The board is shifting... the monitor.

Jylliene -> ::peers quizzically to Fletcher::

Jylliene -> ...what??

Fletcher Jackson -> Can't get it back...

Lawliet -> ::to mimi:: Doctor, anything?

Fletcher Jackson -> Take a look at the TAC overlay, ma'am.

Annisha -> Really? That's nice.

Jylliene -> ::looks::

mimipavilion -> nothing yet

Annisha -> Red.. you don't see many of them.

Fletcher Jackson -> It's... it's not Aegis space.

Fletcher Jackson -> Is it?

Annisha -> Well, there's a species of all redheads...

Jylliene -> ::blinks::

Alexis McFarland -> Yeah, that's true. I couldn't do red

Jylliene -> +Ramson+ Ops to Commander Ramson.

Lawliet -> ::looks up into the ceiling:: I don't think I'm going at this the right way......

Chirakis -> Horta> ::still concentrating::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Looks up ::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::working madly to change it:::

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps clear of the doctors:: +Ops+Ramson here.

Jylliene -> ::glances to Nijil::

Lawliet -> ::looks back at the Horta and closes his eyes:: ~ Can you show me?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Tarisa> The probe will be in the nebula for a bit.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::very deep concentration::

Jylliene -> +Ramson+ Something is interfering with the tac display. We're trying to get it sorted, but it's shifting out of Aegis space.

Tarisa -> ::Looking up at the large map.:: I see that.

Dacia Sandero -> ::mental connection to the Horta as well::

Jylliene -> ::to Nijil:: Thoughts?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::Jylliene:: Can't get it to move back, Commander.

Jylliene -> ::nods to Fletcher::

Fletcher Jackson -> It's... it's not moving.

Kallah Ramson -> +Ops+ I see. ::glances over her shoulder:: Relay what is being displayed to Medical, please.

Lawliet -> ::tries to "dive" into the Horta's mind::

Fletcher Jackson -> I mean, I have the regular monitor working... but the TAC overlay....

Jylliene -> Where is it going *to*? Can we get a fix on what it *is* showing? ::to Fletcher::

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps back towards the doctors, punches a button on another display::

Fletcher Jackson -> It's going away ::his mind on getting it fixed:::

Jylliene -> ::patches to med::

Jylliene -> +Ramson+ Should be seeing it now, Commander.

Kallah Ramson -> +Ops+ I have it.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::still concentrating:::

Jylliene -> ::to Fletcher:: If we know what it's showing, we may be able to narrow a cause.

mimipavilion -> ::looks at the monitor::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> I have been studying the probe signal. Hold on... Tarisa> Something has come up, please watch the stream for me

Kallah Ramson -> ::Mimi, Dacia:: I believe the Horta is doing the same with this monitor.

Fletcher Jackson -> SubCommander, sir?

Fletcher Jackson -> What was the trajectory of those probes?

Tarisa -> I will. :;Watching.::

Lawliet -> ::pictures the Pakleds in his mind:: ~Do you recall these beings?

Dacia Sandero -> ::looks at the monitor:: Ooh, I say.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Gets off his bum and stands next to Jylliene :: What am I looking at Commander?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::deep concentration::

mimipavilion -> You're right commander. It had done something similar earlier, before Lawliet came in. Like it was trying to figure out the frequency or something of the monitors.

Jylliene -> ::points toward the tac display duplicated on the main screen:: Tac overlay has gone off course of its own accord.

Annisha -> :: Fixes her hypercube ::

Lawliet -> ::looks back up to mimi:: Doctor?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Goes to the overlay :: A technical issue?

Kallah Ramson -> ::smiles:: Impressive, eh.

Fletcher Jackson -> Don't know, Sir.

Jylliene -> It'd be nice to either determine a cause or where it IS showing.

Fletcher Jackson -> I have the galactic coordinates here... ::shows him::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Looks :: We need an independent sensor reading to confirm what we are seeing

mimipavilion -> ::looks to Lawliet:: Before you came in and before you talked to the Horta the monitors where in a state of disarray, but I think Horta was trying to figure out a way to use the monitors to talk to us.

Lawliet -> ::thinks for a moment and stands up:: But it stopped when I began talking to it?

mimipavilion -> Indeed it did.

Lawliet -> So...what if I'm the problem? What would happen if I walked out of Sickbay?

Annisha -> :: Sets her cube afloat :: There it goes.

mimipavilion -> ::shrugs and looks at the monitor:: Now it says 'Home'

KelsaViegnor -> ::scrolls back through her data to another section, starts reviewing it as she finishes her tea, keeping a general eye on the shop from behind the counter as she reads, stopping every so often to make a notation.::

Alexis McFarland -> ::leans on Annisha to get a closer look:: Ooooh

Kallah Ramson -> +CnC+ Do you have to location of what we're seeing on this screen?

Tarisa -> ::Pokes at the console, zooming in on an area of the map she is looking at.::

Annisha -> And it is going... out the door?

Lawliet -> ::looks at the monitor and back at the Horta:: It finally responded...while my attention was focused on you Doctor.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::Jylliene:: Yes, ma'am. Galactic coordinates here.

Dacia Sandero -> I would assume the monitors may go back to a state of disarray. I'm not as far into my telepathic abilities as you are.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Jackson, what is at those coordinates?

Fletcher Jackson -> No idea, sir.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::taps, searching:::

mimipavilion -> ::looks at Lawliet:: I believe it was looking through our starcharts to find it's home.

Fletcher Jackson -> Okay... small planet...

Fletcher Jackson -> Not much life... but life forms reported by passing ships...

Lawliet -> That makes sense.

mimipavilion -> ::Lawliet:: Ask it if the planet and system have a name.

Fletcher Jackson -> Pretty much a regular planet... but pretty barren.

Lawliet -> ::sits back down:: ~Do you know the name of your Home?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Are our probes near this system?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::a long, unpronounceable name appears on the monitor::

Tarisa -> ::Tail lashes about as she looks over something.::

Fletcher Jackson -> That's what I was asking, Sir. What were their trajectory?

Fletcher Jackson -> Or.. what was their... trajectory?

mimipavilion -> ::looks at the word:: Yeah. That's gonna be hard to say.

Kallah Ramson -> ::smiles::

Dacia Sandero -> ~ Do you know... where.. your home is?

Alexis McFarland -> ::Watches::

Jylliene -> ::pulls up the probes' trajectory and overlays it on the main screen::

mimipavilion -> ::watches the monitor::

Jylliene -> Trajectory onscreen now.

Fletcher Jackson -> Uh... wow. It's straight on course toward the planet... well, mostly.

Annisha -> :: Gets up :: I have lost my hypercube.. :: Pulls Alexis with her :: My homework is getting away...

Lawliet -> ::looks over at Sandero and towards the monitor::

Kallah Ramson -> ::quietly to Mimi:: Make sure this doesn't become too taxing on her. ::glances at the Horta::

Alexis McFarland -> THat's a new excuse for the teacher. We'd better go get it.

mimipavilion -> ::nods::

Tarisa -> ::Notices something in the way of one of the probes, zooming in more, noting a planet.::

Fletcher Jackson -> But...::shifts the projection of the images a little:: the probes are taking a detour.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::sighs::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Redirect number 4 to those coordinates ::

KelsaViegnor -> ::pauses at another page and nods slightly, then, apparently satisfied, puts up the pad, returning to her inventory::

mimipavilion -> ::hears the sigh:: Lawliet, ask her what's wrong.

Annisha -> :: Starts to run :: Hey! Stop that hypercube!

Lawliet -> ::closes his eyes again:: ~Are you alright?

Jylliene -> Probe 4...

Chirakis -> Horta> ::weary sigh::

Jylliene -> ::entering commands::

Alexis McFarland -> I believe she's tired.

Dacia Sandero -> (oops).. I believe she's too tired

Lawliet -> ::breaks his connection:: I believe we should stop.

Jylliene -> (Hey, the hypercube might be tired too. Never know.)

Dacia Sandero -> ::nods:: I agree.

Annisha -> :: Takes a giant leap for Rihan kind, and a very embarrassing fall for Annisha :: Ooof!

Chirakis -> Horta> ::retreats from the glass, into the little "nest" she has made for herself and her egg::

Annisha -> (four-dimension sickness)

Jylliene -> ::to Fletcher:: Rerouted trajectory should be appearing on your display now.

mimipavilion -> ::nods:: Let's take a break. ::walks over to the Horta:: Get some rest. We can do more later.

Alexis McFarland -> Anni are you OK? Anni are you OK? Are you OK Anni?

Lawliet -> ::stands up:: What about this planet? Do we know where it is yet?

mimipavilion -> ( lol )

Annisha -> :: She cried a little, but got up :: Yeah, I'm a smooth criminal...

Jylliene -> ((::stares at Alexis, LOL::))

mimipavilion -> ::turns to Lawliet:: I'm a doctor not a scientist.

Kallah Ramson -> +CnC+ Do we have a location yet?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::nods affirmative::

Tarisa -> ::Sends a message to Nijil:: Did you know there was a planet within the path of your probes?

Annisha -> :: Gets closer :: Come back here you. <Hypercube> :: pulses no ::

Jylliene -> +Ramson+ We do. Display should be refreshing.

Dacia Sandero -> We have a general vicinity?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Tarisa> No, but we were not looking for one specifically. :: he types into his padd

Lawliet -> ::walks over to where Ramson is standing::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::shifts his attention to the shipping lanes for a moment, then back to the TAC display::

Jylliene -> ::makes sure it's still patching through to medical::

Annisha -> :: Stops :: Did I make a talking hypercube? <hypercube> :: glows yes ::

Jylliene -> ((Only you, Annisha.))

Alexis McFarland -> Ooooh!

Kallah Ramson -> ::points:: There is where the monitor was focusing on.

Tarisa -> It is strange. A lone planet.

Annisha -> I thought those were part of the kit.

Alexis McFarland -> A deluxe model?

Kallah Ramson -> ::looks up:: Right where we sent our probe.

Annisha -> :: the cube is just floating above Annisha like a game of old ::

Lawliet -> ::looks at the monitor::

KelsaViegnor -> ((All signs point to yes.))

Nijil tr'Korjata -> We should prepare a ship Commander. :: looks to Jylliene ::

mimipavilion -> ::looks at the monitor::

Jylliene -> Not without consulting with Commander Ramson.

Annisha -> :: looks above :: Are you alive? <hypercube> *no*

Kallah Ramson -> +CnC+ SubCommander, how long before the probes reaches the planet for a closer inspection?

Jylliene -> We have a lot of information coming in, and we still don't know what kind of less-than-legal activities might be going on in that area. Might be worthwhile, but not a decision to make without consultation.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> A cloaking vessel.. I know.. I always want to take the Nei'rrh out for a hot drive...

Annisha -> :: Walks around.. and the cube follows :: What is it doing?

Jylliene -> ::to Nijil:: ETA?

Annisha -> Are you following me around? <hypercube> :: grunts yes ::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Two minutes.

Jylliene -> +Ramson+ Two minutes to the planet, Commander.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Set the probe to a lagrange point?

Kallah Ramson -> +CnC+ Thank you. I'll be up there shortly.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Tarisa> Two minutes.

Jylliene -> ::nods to Nijil:: Probably the best.

Chirakis -> A> And the two minutes pass quickly.

Annisha -> I can't turn this in Alexis. :: looks up ::

Kallah Ramson -> ::nods to Mimi and makes her exit::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> We are getting back data now...

mimipavilion -> ::nods to Kallah::

Lawliet -> ::fallows Ramson::

Jylliene -> ::to Fletcher:: Should have run for lunch while you could. ::grins::

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis -> Thank you.

Chirakis -> 1/23/15

Chirakis -> Well done.

Chirakis -> TBS, Commander Ramson?

Kallah Ramson -> A few moments I would say.

Chirakis -> Time enough for you to get to the CnC?

Kallah Ramson -> Unless we're bound by law to give them a lunch break.

Jylliene -> This is the military.

Kallah Ramson -> ::smile::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::rumble::

Jylliene -> We'll send a crewman to get something.

Chirakis -> How about 10 minutes. Surely that is enough for a sandwich.

Kallah Ramson -> ::nod::

Chirakis -> My thought as well.

Chirakis -> TBS is ten minutes.

Chirakis -> Comments or questions?

Dacia Sandero -> Sandwich time

Fletcher Jackson -> ::grin::

Chirakis -> Seeing none, those of you in the path of the storm, be safe.

Chirakis -> Crew *dismiss*