Sky Harbor Aegis | 21 August 2015 - *Season 21 Premiere*

[Chirakis 1]

Chirakis -> =-/\= Aegis Mission Brief 8/21/15=/\=

Chirakis -> ~Season 21 Premiere~

Chirakis -> 29 January 2388

Chirakis -> TBS was 2 hours.

Chirakis -> The time is 2200 hours, 10:00 pm, Aegis local.

Chirakis -> Cdr Coleridge & Co. have returned to Aegis with the remains of Droid 1 and Droid 2.

Chirakis -> They will be investigating the droids' origins and purpose.

Chirakis -> Midshipman Timir is working covertly on an unknown project for LtCdr Lawliet.

Chirakis -> Drs Pavilion and Sandero are watching the children for signs of PTSD.

Chirakis -> ::hands the mic to Ramson::

Kallah Ramson -> Season 21. Wow. Just... wow.

Kallah Ramson -> Any questions before we begin?

Chirakis -> ::chuckle::

Kallah Ramson -> Well then. Season 21 it is then. ::nods to Chirakis::

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

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

Chirakis -> ::in the security complex, going over a few notes::

CdrBrown -> ::on the CnC going over paperwork::

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::in her office, medical level::

Miko Timir -> ::In his quarters, reading privately on a PADD::

Jylliene -> ::At ops, CnC, tying things up, talking to her relief::

Kallah Ramson -> ::still on the CnC, pacing, watching monitors::

Scott Coleridge -> ::in a science lab that he has commandeered, with various salvaged parts strewn about, and a security detail posted outside the door::

mimipavilion -> ::in the medical complex, finishing up her conversation with her Romulan assistant about the PTSD in children situation::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Carrying Annisha, who is mostly asleep, towards home ::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne -> :: Carefully watching a drink on a table ::

Dacia Sandero -> ::at her quarters with Alexis after fixing her jaw and giving Nijil a hypo for his migranes::

CdrBrown -> ::sips his coffee::

Scott Coleridge -> ::focusing on Droid 2's Frankensteined computer core::

mimipavilion -> Romulan Assist. Director>::nods:: I understand. I'll inform the rest of the staff, Doctor.

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::comes out of her office with tea for the staff::

mimipavilion -> ::to her assist. director:: Thank you.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Talking to some of his engineers as he carries her ::

CdrBrown -> ::slips over to Fletcher's console, noticing that he had not returned after a brief bathroom break::

Alexis McFarland -> ::Playing with Chester the pug and her Captain Barbie and Commander Ken Dolls::

mimipavilion -> ::both of them exit her office, the assist. director leaves the medical complex, Mimi heads to the others::

Chirakis -> ::exits security, informing the OD, and begins to wander toward the command lift::

Jylliene -> ::hands over the console, then nods to Ramson:: Is there anything you need before I go, Captain?

Miko Timir -> ::Looks over some files pertaining to the use of transwarp technologies on Aegis as he lays in bed ::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Yes

Chirakis -> ::steps into the lift:: science.

Scott Coleridge -> ::speaking to log recorder:: EOD cleared the salvaged components. We have completed an external survey of the hardware. It appears that the first droid's computer core has been disassembled and connected in a novel way to the second core, for purpose unknown.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> That section of the station... Nijil out.

Kallah Ramson -> No, you're good to head out. ::smile::

mimipavilion -> ::to Dacia and Amanda:: So how is Annisha?

Jylliene -> Thank you, ma'am. Good night.

CdrBrown -> ::gets up to speed on the area tactical situation, happy to see no activity::

Scott Coleridge -> Connecting the core to an external power supply now.

Scott Coleridge -> ::connects a portable generator to the droid computer core::

Jylliene -> ::heads to the lift and makes her way homeward::

Dacia Sandero -> She's doing better now. I gave her some medication and antidepressants for her PTSD symptoms

Scott Coleridge -> ::connects tricorder to the computer core via standard interface:: Dumping all core memory to the tricorder.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Arrives at his quarters and keys in his entry code. The door opens and... ::

Chirakis -> ::exits on the science level::

mimipavilion -> Good. Good.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> (drink)

Jylliene -> ::walks down the corridors::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::increase is processing, focusing towards the connecting node:: ::Data copied to the tricorder is....massive, unknown compression algorithm at work somehow::

Alexis McFarland -> ::hopes Annisha is doing better::

Scott Coleridge -> ::frowning at the readout:: This is not as straightforward as I expected it would be. ::murmurs:: Who has been tinkering with your systems, little droid?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: ...is tackled by Mr. Cuddles ::

Chirakis -> (Droid> :whimpers::)

mimipavilion -> I think we should all go home and get some sleep.

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::sighs:: Mimi, I believe you are right.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Ahh! :: Falls back, with Annisha falling on top of him ::

Scott Coleridge -> ::eyebrows go up slightly as he realizes the volume of data being generated:: There should be nowhere near this much—what’s going on here?

Miko Timir -> ::Reads about how transwarp beaming can be used to transport people and objects onto or from a ship travelling at warp speed...theoretically::

Dacia Sandero -> Yeah, we should have been finished hours ago. But Annisha is a tough kid, she'll survive.

Annisha -> :: wakes up :: Ohh... :: bounces off her father's chest and over his head, lands further down the living room :

Amanda Davis PhD -> My concern is that there might be other children who will try to cover it up and suddenly explode. ::sips her tea::

Jylliene -> ::door opens to see Nijil sprawled on the floor, Annisha just coming to a stop, and Mr. Cuddles dashing over toward the girl::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Mr. Cuddles snuggles and sniffs Annisha ::

Chirakis -> ::in science, checking all the components of the security cameras::

Dacia Sandero -> That's also a concern of mine too.

mimipavilion -> Yes she is. And my Assist. Director for the Children's Home is aware of what to look for in the other Romulan children and will inform the staff there of what to look out for. ::to Amanda:: I shared my concern of that with her too.

CdrBrown -> ::conducts another sensor check::

Scott Coleridge -> +Miko+ Commander Coleridge to Midshipman Timir?

Jylliene -> Annisha, are you okay? ::to the girl, as she extends a hand toward Nijil to help him up::

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::nod:: Good.

Annisha -> Ihiu!

Chirakis -> ::puzzled::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> He attacked me to get to her,..,.

Kallah Ramson -> ACTION>::USS Byron reporting from vicinity of An-Ward, "Number of ships leaving An-Ward orbit, moving quickly deeper into nebula away from Aegis. But some heading towards open Breen space"::

Chirakis -> ::accesses Lawliet's office::

Annisha -> :: Mr. Cuddles still overly affectionate ::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::low comm signal detected. Attempting interface with other ambient signals::

Miko Timir -> +Coleridge+ Timir here, Sir?

Annisha -> Oh... Mev! Mev!

Annisha -> :: Cuddles stops ::

Jylliene -> ::rubs his shoulder:: Are you okay?

Annisha -> :: Annisha gets up :: ba'!

Dacia Sandero -> Yeah, that's good to hear. I'm also glad Alexis is taking it as well as she is; she's able to detect the change in Annisha's emotions so she's aware Annisha isn't exactly herself.

Annisha -> :: Cuddles sits ::

Annisha -> He only knows Klingon...

Annisha -> :: brushes herself off ::

Scott Coleridge -> Oh no you don't! ::quickly begins typing into console in that way they do on hacker movies even though it makes no sense::

Jylliene -> OpsConsole> ::beeps::

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::sighs:: well, I think I'll be locking up for the night. I do have a few things to tend to, though.

Scott Coleridge -> ::throws up a subspace interference field around the components, so the tricorder is the only piece of equipment the droid core can access::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> I'm fine. :: gets closer to Jy :: (w) She had an episode...

Scott Coleridge -> +Miko+ You mentioned you had some kind of specialty in computer science?

Jylliene -> ::nods to Nijil::

Miko Timir -> ::Awaits a response from Scott as he puts the PADD safely into a locked drawer::

Dacia Sandero -> As well I. I came back to check up on a few things. I'm going to head back home as well.

Chirakis -> ::opening the access panel::

Miko Timir -> +Coleridge+ That I do Sir. Do you need my assistance?

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::sending random code to the tricorder, what seems like mostly gibberish.::

Jylliene -> OpsGuy (Zander)> ::looks at console:: Incoming report from the Byron, back at the planet.

Amanda Davis PhD -> Well, there is plenty of tea, Dacia. Help yourself. The scones are a little old since they were made this morning.

Amanda Davis PhD -> But if you toast them, they're marvelous.

Dacia Sandero -> Thank you. I'll keep that in mind.

Annisha -> loj tInwI' lan chaH :: to Cuddles ::

Scott Coleridge -> +Miko+ Yes. Please report to science lab 3.

Chirakis -> ::examining the isolinear chips::

mimipavilion -> Well, I'm off. I'll see you ladies tomorrow.

Amanda Davis PhD -> Good night, Mimi.

Miko Timir -> +Coleridge+ On my way.

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::one more cup of tea and she's back in her office::

Dacia Sandero -> See you then. ::takes some scones and heads out as well:: Goodnight.

mimipavilion -> ::waves as she leaves::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> (w) I did not know she knew so much Klingon..

Jylliene -> Zander (OPS beta)> ::relays the message to the (attempting to return) Captain::

Miko Timir -> ::Sighs as he gets back out of bed, not long retiring there, pulling on his uniform once more and heading out to the turbolift.

Jylliene -> ::slight smile:: (w) We knew she was bright.

Alexis McFarland -> ::Enters lift and takes it back to her quarters::

mimipavilion -> ::arrives near her quarters and makes her way there::

Chirakis -> ::slips in new isolinear chips and checks the output::

Miko Timir -> Science ::He called and the lift took him to the correct floor where he got out and headed in the direction of Science 3 to find the Commander.::

Chirakis -> ::pulling her slate for access::

Miko Timir -> Commander Coleridge, how can I be of assistance this evening?

Alexis McFarland -> ::Arrives back to her quarters after taking Chester on his nightly walk::

Kallah Ramson -> Have the Bryon report every quarter hour.

Chirakis -> ::notes the entrance of Timir, but continues on her investigation::

Dacia Sandero -> ::enters her quarters soon after:: How you holding up, Lexxy?

Jylliene -> Zander> Acknowledged, Captain.

Jylliene -> Zander> ::sends reply to the Byron::

Scott Coleridge -> ::Miko:: Lieutenant Tarisa and I recovered components from the mining droids that seemingly went berserk.

Alexis McFarland -> Okay, I suppose. My jaw stopped hurting.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::begins repeating some basic sequence of the tricorder::

mimipavilion -> ::enters her quarters, taking off her uniform jacket, sitting down and checking her messages::

Scott Coleridge -> However, they appear to be modified in a way one would not expect a droid to be. ::gestures at the active computer core on the table:: See for yourself.

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::paging through files, cross referencing behavior analyses with children who were involved in trafficking:::

Dacia Sandero -> That's good to hear. ::Smiles::

Jylliene -> ::to Nijil:: Did you want anything to eat? ::heads toward the replicator::

Dacia Sandero -> ::Waves as she heads to her room to change out of her uniform and take a sonic shower;:

Miko Timir -> ::Approaches the core and examines it:: In what way is it misbehaving, Commander?

Chirakis -> ::and the security cameras are in perfect working order::

Scott Coleridge -> Well, the core itself is not standard. Somehow the droids in their final moments merged their cores. It is now running an unknown but incredibly complex algorithm—you can see the data the tricorder is capturing.

Annisha -> :: Goes up to Nijil ::

Scott Coleridge -> It attempted to infiltrate the station's comm system and computers as well, until I put up a subspace field. Droid computers should not be able to do that.

mimipavilion -> ::Loxil comes up to her side takes the jacket and puts it Mimi's bedroom::

mimipavilion -> Loxil> Au should get some sleep, Mimi.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::returns to gibberish transmissions with a few data burst spikes:

Alexis McFarland -> ::kissy faces Chester::

Chirakis -> ::exits and secures Lawliet's office, then begins a routine check of the science complex::

Miko Timir -> Hmmm....

Annisha -> :: Looks into his eyes :: I'll be back .... :: exits the room ::

mimipavilion -> I know Loxil. Thought I should check my messages before turning in for the night. Sorry for coming home for dinner. I had a rather long day.

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::and the list of children is immense::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Hey :: goes toward the door, turns back to Jy... :: Something with potatoes...

Jylliene -> ::glances to Annisha quizzically, then to Nijil, and nods::

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::headaches, aberrant behavior, confusion, hallucinations:::

Miko Timir -> ::Sits down at the computer and attempts to access the droid core's programming from the command line::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> I think she's going over to Alexis' quarters...

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::loss of touch with reality::

mimipavilion -> Loxil> It's alright, Mimi. Should I make you something to eat.

Annisha -> :: taps on the door to Alexis' ::

Chirakis -> ::notes that science lab 3 is still active::

Scott Coleridge -> ::moves to watch Miko:: We think the droids were reprogrammed, possibly before they were even brought aboard the station, to scan for Horta lifesigns.

mimipavilion -> Na, I'm rather tired. But thanks for the offer.

Scott Coleridge -> ::pauses:: You _do_ know about the Horta, right?

Alexis McFarland -> ::runs after Chester who bolted to the door, picks him up before opening the door:: Oh, hi Annisha.

Jylliene -> She needs to get some sleep.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::begins "playing" with the attached computer, sending random commands back at it::

Annisha -> :: Runs up to Alexis :: I am so sorry :: hugs ::

mimipavilion -> Loxil>::nods:: Anything I should be aware of or do before going to bed.

mimipavilion -> Na. Go to bed.

Miko Timir -> ::Nods to Scott:: Yes, Tarisa told me about it when I first arrived. ::He continues to try and access the main programming but is bombarded with weird commands and strange syntax::

mimipavilion -> Loxil>::nods and heads to her bedroom::

Alexis McFarland -> ::hugs back:: Ahh, you're you again. That's okay. Did you have a Snickers? You're not you when you're hungry.

Annisha -> :: Gives her a kiss on the head, then turns :: I have to go back... :: Heads back ::

mimipavilion -> ::goes to her bedroom, changes, and goes to bed::

Annisha -> Snickers?

Scott Coleridge -> ::nods:: Wonderful. Glad to see that compartmentalization of classified information hasn't infected the science department yet….

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::sends an image of Scott's face, though somehow the nose isn't quite right::

Annisha -> That some Earther thing?

Chirakis -> ::stands outside the lab, listening and watching::

Alexis McFarland -> Bye. It's a chocolate.

Scott Coleridge -> ::supposes he'll have to have words with someone at a later date::

Scott Coleridge -> ::leans forward:: Hey, that looks like someone I used to know.

mimipavilion -> ::thinks before falling asleep: "Torate where are you?"::

Miko Timir -> ::Laughs and then coughs and acts proffessional:: Sir, I believe the droid's core is...mocking us.

Annisha -> I'll come back for it.... :: door closes ::

Jylliene -> ::prepares plates, puts them on the table, ponders::

Annisha -> :: Enters her own quarters ::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Annisha...

Scott Coleridge -> It does seem to give as good as it gets, doesn't it? ::Droid core:: You think you're funny?

Annisha -> I had to... er.. make amends.

Alexis McFarland -> ::giggle, still holding Chester::

Chirakis -> ::intrigued at the conversation::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::sends "Affirmative"::

Chirakis -> ::moves into the room, since it could eventually be a matter of station security::

Scott Coleridge -> ::points at the code:: This is not anything I recognize. Not just the syntax, but the entire paradigm is quite alien. I don't think whatever did this was working from the Federation playbook.

Miko Timir -> ::Types a few commands into the computer to bring up the history of the droid and to attempt to learn its purpose and any hacks and alterations made afterward::

Chirakis -> :::brows shoot up::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::sends, "Do you want to play a game?"::

Miko Timir -> Yes, I am inclined to agree. The syntax is definitely not any programming language commonly used in federation science.

Jylliene -> Dinner, both of you.

Jylliene -> ((Heh))

Amanda Davis PhD -> (goodness, Kallah)

Miko Timir -> ::blinks at the computer before typing in: 'Yes, I like games'

Alexis McFarland -> Chester> ::Looks up at Alexis with his big puggy eyes, then wiggles out of her grasp and towards his food dish::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Sits at the table ::

Scott Coleridge -> WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> PooTatoes?

Scott Coleridge -> ::throws up his hands:: Did you not see the film?

Scott Coleridge -> Do they not screen it at the Academy any more?

Amanda Davis PhD -> (ROFL)

Alexis McFarland -> ::already had dinner, but takes a can of Jumja Dew out of the fridge::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: turns to Annisha :: That's what you called them when you first had them..

Annisha -> I did not.. for long.

Chirakis -> ::film?:: academy?:::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::sends three totally alien symbols::

Miko Timir -> ::Blinks at Scott:: I....I am just trying to earn the entity's trust so I can probe it for further information Sir....

Jylliene -> ::glances between the two:: Eat. All of us need some sleep. ::slight chuckle::

Scott Coleridge -> ::sighs:: Every year Professor Darton would give an "Interaction with Super-Intelligent Synthetic Entities" seminar to the new recruits.

Chirakis -> ::pushes off from the door frame to enter the room::

Chirakis -> ::she stands there and listens::

Scott Coleridge -> And she would screen this ancient Earth film—what they had before holonovels—called "Wargames."

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>:: symbols flash three times then awaits response::

Scott Coleridge -> Anyway, long story short, when a possibly hostile computer program asks if you want to play a game … you do not want to play a game.

Miko Timir -> ::While listening to the Commander's angry ranting in one ear, he draws the symbols down and makes note of them.:: Do these symbols mean anything?

Chirakis -> ::interesting::

Scott Coleridge -> ::looks at them:: Not to my knowledge, but we can try running them through the computer for pattern recognition.

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::after a very long list emerges, Amanda decides it is time to relax in her quarters::

Miko Timir -> Sir, with all due respect, I am aware of Professor Darton's work but I am a Computing Science specialist, I think I can handle this.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::symbols flash three times again then awaits selection::

Miko Timir -> ::Runs the symbols through a pattern recognition software::

Scott Coleridge -> All right. But no thermonuclear war until you're at least an ensign, 'kay?

Chirakis -> ::hearing the magic word, she approaches Coleridge::

Chirakis -> Commander?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: smiles at Jy ::

Miko Timir -> ::Nods to the Commander as he works on translating the symbols::

Jylliene -> Thank the Elements this day is over.

Scott Coleridge -> ::jumps:: Captain!

Amanda Davis PhD -> ::turns off the lights::

Scott Coleridge -> You have a talent for sneaking up on people.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::Symbol flash again follow by a quizzical beeping sound::

Chirakis -> Yes. Yes, I do.

Miko Timir -> Okay, I get it droid, you're impatient! Please wait a moment while I try and understand your meaning!!

Chirakis -> ::half-smirk:: Tell me, Commander. Is there a threat to station security?

Jylliene -> ::to Annisha:: You made your amends, as you say?

Kallah Ramson -> ACTION>Long Range sensors pick up a ship heading towards Aegis from Breen space, Warp 8.

Scott Coleridge -> ::Chirakis:: At the moment, no. This is a puzzle, but the computer core cannot access our systems, and we can shut off by severing the connection to the generator.

Jylliene -> Zander> ::blinks at the console:: Ship incoming, Captain. From Breen space. Fast. Warp.. 8.

Scott Coleridge -> ::Miko:: It's almost as if this thing is … playing … with us. Like it's trying to learn. And adapt.

Jylliene -> Zander> Projected path on screen. ::brings up the display::

Miko Timir -> Computer, any idea on these symbols yet?.... any time now would be grand.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::symbol one suddenly highlights and moves over symbol 2. Symbol 3 highlights and moves over symbol 1. Symbol 2 returns over symbol 3::

Chirakis -> ::nods:: Good. If there is a threat, I am sure you will press that button. ::Points to a red button on the wall::

Miko Timir -> ::watches as the symbols overlap and move over each other::

Chirakis -> Learn? Adapt?

Kallah Ramson -> ::turns quickly to the screen::

Scott Coleridge -> ::has always wanted to press that button::

Alexis McFarland -> ::flies her purple and pink Barbieprise around her living room:: "Captain Barbie's log: Stardate 51508.21, exiting Living Room System, and entering the Kitchen Quadrant on the look out for the illusive puggy piggy who can devour glaxies of doggie treats despite his small size...

Annisha -> :: Eating ::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Eating ::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne -> :: drinking ::

Miko Timir -> ::Tells the droid that he can not play a game unless he understands the rules::

Dacia Sandero -> Dacia> ::Enjoying a glass of wine and watching her holo-vision in her quarters, totally not playing with Alexis' Barbieprise lol::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::odd warble sound::

Miko Timir -> Hmm, it seems to be making odd noises now. Progress? Maybe. Maybe not.

Scott Coleridge -> Let's make it smarter.

Kallah Ramson -> ::pulls up visual comm to science Lab:: Commander Coleridge, we've just picked up a ship on long range. Is anything happening down there?

Chirakis -> ::looks up to the visual comm::

Alexis McFarland -> ::Controls the Barbieprise with her little PADD::

Chirakis -> ::steps back to listen::

Miko Timir -> ::Asks the droid: "What is your purpose here?" ::

Scott Coleridge -> ::hates it when mom interrupts him with his friends:: +Ramson+ Yes. The computer core is active. However, I erected a subspace field. It shouldn't be able to send out any signals.

Jylliene -> ((Someone needs to make that thing. A RC Barbieprise with a PADD as controller.))

Alexis McFarland -> Barbieprise> ::looks like a pink and purple plastic Soverign Class, flying around Chester's head as he continues to eat from his dog dish::

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::pauses....."Unknown"::

Miko Timir -> ((I'd buy one and it would be FABulous))

Miko Timir -> Unknown? Do you mean to tell me you do not know your own purpose? Your own objectives?

Scott Coleridge -> ::Chirakis:: If something programmed these simple mining droids to hunt for Horta, why go all the trouble of creating such an elaborate failsafe mode?

Chirakis -> ::thinking, brow furrowed:: To be sure that they do not fail.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::processing beeps and clicks::

Chirakis -> Shut them down. +Ramson+ Suggest red alert.

Scott Coleridge -> ::gives a reluctant "but moooom" sigh, because he's finally getting into this, but nods::

Scott Coleridge -> ::goes over and pulls the plug, literally::

Kallah Ramson -> +Com+ Getting close enough for a partial visual. Sending to you now.

Miko Timir -> ::Backs off to allow the Commander to do what is needed::

Chirakis -> ::sprints out of the science lab and into the lift:: CnC. Command Override Chirakis Kirel, Captain.

Miko Timir -> ::Scott:: I do not like this Commander...I do not like this at all.

Chirakis -> +Cayne+ CnC. Now.

Kallah Ramson -> DroidCore>::running on internal batteries now::

Scott Coleridge -> ::Miko:: At least we have the data the tricorder captured. Let's dissect that—oh.

Cdr Wyatt Cayne -> +Chirakis+ Understood

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

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

Chirakis -> 8/21/15

Chirakis -> Thank you.

Chirakis -> Well done.

Chirakis -> No one leave.

Chirakis -> Commander Coleridge, Captain Ramson. I see someone out of uniform.

Chirakis -> What do you suggest we do?

Annisha -> Take pictures.

Scott Coleridge -> Make them listen to Vogon poetry!

Alexis McFarland -> Send it to TMZ

Miko Timir -> :P

Kallah Ramson -> Sounds like we need to correct the situation.

Chirakis -> ::picking Timir up by the scruff of his neck, depositing him firmly in front of them::

Miko Timir -> Hey! Owwww!

Chirakis -> Midshipman Timir. You are out of uniform. What have you to say for yourself?

mimipavilion -> ::giggles::

Alexis McFarland -> lool.

Miko Timir -> I...like my fur breezy...?

Chirakis -> ::grunts:: You'll have to do better than that.

Kallah Ramson -> Computer, replicate one shaver.

Miko Timir -> I have no excuse...Sir. *is confused*

Chirakis -> Action> A shaver appears in Ramson's hands.

Chirakis -> Captain, if you will do the honors?

Miko Timir -> o_i

Chirakis -> ::Hands Ramson a box:: For the fur.

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps near Miko with the shears in hand::

Miko Timir -> Shave me and I'll cough furballs up all over the station. Just a warning!

Kallah Ramson -> ::Then hands the box over instead:: Then we'll settle for giving you these.

Miko Timir -> What are these, Sir?

Kallah Ramson -> ::opens the pops to show some nice little Ensign pip::

Miko Timir -> ::Blinks:: I am deeply honored and humbled, Sir.

Chirakis -> ::knows he has no idea what he is getting into::

Chirakis -> ::deep, throaty chuckle::

Kallah Ramson -> Congratulations.

Chirakis -> Congratulations, Ensign Timir.

Miko Timir -> Thanks! ::takes the pip and smiles::

mimipavilion -> ::golf claps::

Dacia Sandero -> Yay!

Kallah Ramson -> And the truck with your new paperwork load will arrive in the morning. Clear your schedule.

Jylliene -> ::applause::

Alexis McFarland -> ::golf clap::

Chirakis -> Captain Ramson, TBS?

Miko Timir -> Ensign Timir, sounds good :)

Alexis McFarland -> ::one clap:

Chirakis -> Indeed it does.

Kallah Ramson -> 12 hours. Back to morning.

Chirakis -> And then comes the morning.

Chirakis -> Questions or comments?

Kallah Ramson -> The DroidCore will be simmering, not as chatting as it's just running on internal batteries. The incoming ship will still be a ways off.

Kallah Ramson -> That is all.

Chirakis -> Very well, crew *dismiss*