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Chirakis

Sky Harbor Aegis | 6 December 2019

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief = /\ =
= /\ =28 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.148 = /\ =


TBS is 6 hours. The time is 1700 hours (5:00 pm) Aegis Local.
Aegis engineering and science work to harden our defenses against the virus.
USS Missouri engineers are inspecting the Alien Alliance ship that attacked Aegis space.
So far, Missouri has broken their code.
Other elements of the alien ship have not been determined.
Missouri medical personnel are examining the aliens that manned the ship.
 
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
 
mimipavilion: ::in her quarters::
Chirakis: :::slate in hand and reading, the doors to the command lift open and she steps out::
Scott Coleridge: ::eating dinner in his quarters, thinking about everything that has been happening::
Chirakis: :::without looking up:: As you were. ::then looks up to Officer of the Watch, Lt Grayson.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: The day went by quickly for Nijil, as if he pressed the same buttons day after day. He had a mild headache. Like many other times at the end of his shift ::
Annisha: :: Working on her homework ::
Chirakis: Anything that I need to know, Lieutenant?
Chirakis: Grayson> No, ma'am. All quiet and secure.
Chirakis: Good. ::nods, then spots Cayne::: Commander? Still on duty?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Just catching up on some scans.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He decided to make his way to sickbay for something else he could try. He swore it was late in the evening, or his body said so, but it was not so ::
Chirakis: ::continues to read through the information on her slate:: Let me know if there is anything important.
Scott Coleridge: ::finishes his dinner and leaves his quarters to make some rounds::
Chirakis: ::starts to enter her office, stops, then turns and secures her slate on her hip:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: After some moments, he entered sickbay. He spoke to the attendant describing the symptoms to them. ::
Chirakis: ::she stands there thinking, then approaches Cayne:: Commander.... ::still thinking:::
mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::Nijil:: Interesting.
Chirakis: When you were on Drakel'a... did you notice anything unusual besides the inhabitants?
Nijil tr'Korjata: ... felt like my whole day went by, and this headache again. Nothing severe, but it was like before
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: It seemed like a normal approach, but we know it had not been a normal planet.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We could have missed something or something the sensors did not detect.
Chirakis: ::mulls that over:::
Johnson Kenyon: ::guess I'm in my quarters reading a book::
mimipavilion: Cthulhu>::nods:: Let me do something for the headache.
Chirakis: Anything similar to An-Ward? Especially the ship?
mimipavilion: Cthulhu>::grabs a hypo and applies it to Nijil's neck::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Feels a tingling :: Like drinking a fresh hot tea...
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: closes his eyes ::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Nacelles were integrated into the ship structure, bit several species do that.
Chirakis: Where in the ship structure? ::arms crossed, listening::
Scott Coleridge: ::arrives at the commerce level::
mimipavilion: Cthulhu>Better
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: moves his hands about a half-meter apart :: I'd guess around 4/5ths the way out from the center
Chirakis: And you say that several species do that?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Kryndi.... Kryndi, Kryndi... :: stops for a moment :: That name.
mimipavilion: Cthulhu> Commander?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Well, the Defiant class does that too. Most place them apart from the main hull structure, but with the 'wing' design, the integrated the warp coil system into the hull.
Scott Coleridge: ::finds the merchant who asked to speak with him, begins discussing something about an issue with a work crew::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Does the name Kryndi mean anything?
mimipavilion: Cthulhu> ::thinks:: No.
Tarisa: ::In her office, looking over something.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Hmph. Maybe a search later... :: holds up a hand :: Computer, remind me to perform a search on the name or term "Kryndi"
Chirakis: I see. So it is not unusual to have a ship of that configuration. ::thinking aloud:::
Chirakis: Thank you, Commander. Carry on.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Perhaps some Klingon meditation techniques are in my future.
mimipavilion: Cthulhu>::nods::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Each race designs their ships from a unique vantage point, but most separate the nacelles due to ease of shielding.
Johnson Kenyon: ::gets off bed and puts down book::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Turns to Cthulhu :: Are au new here? Perhaps I don't visit sickbay enough recently to notice.
Scott Coleridge: ::finishes talking to the merchant, moves on to the next item on his list::
Chirakis: ::she turns to surreptitiously watch Lt Grayson work with the crew as OIC and notes that he works well with the others:::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: He realized he'd be thinking of starships the rest of the night. Sighed ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I meant to speak to the doctor about her loss, but I was not sure a Rihan was the species she'd want to see.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Still feels the tingling in his head ::
Scott Coleridge: ::shakes his head as he notices some of the children running through the commerce level, so carefree, so unlike so many of them right now::
mimipavilion: Cthulhu> I've been here for quite a while. I think she's just needing space.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Playing in the park.::
Johnson Kenyon: ::changes to civilian clothes and heads to a restaurant, book in hand::
Nijil tr'Korjata: We have a lot of space.... :: gestures :: out there.
Chirakis: ::enters her office, leaving the door open, and relaxes at her desk::
Scott Coleridge: ::leaves the commerce level and heads towards one of the training centres::
Johnson Kenyon: ::sitting down to eat by himself::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods to the doctor on duty :: Thanks for the injection.
Chirakis: ::things are strangely quiet:::
mimipavilion: Cthulhu> No problem.
Johnson Kenyon: ::trying to enjoy his book, but lost in thought::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Feiloai mulimuli ane :: he said, but the UT did not translate ::
Chirakis: ::Pages through the latest information from SFCommand...most of which is nonsense:::
Scott Coleridge: ::meets with a crew member to do a performance evaluation::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: he made his way to the eating establishments ::
Chirakis: 10:45 PM
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Moments later he saw Mr. Kenyon with a book :: Kenyon?
Tarisa: Miana> ::Starts wandering through the commerce level.::
Johnson Kenyon: ::looks up:: Commander, join me?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Drinks from an empty cup :: Grr
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: sits :: Sure. I made a run to sickbay for this headache...mild, but there.
Johnson Kenyon: Haven't you been having difficulty sleeping? Something about night mares?
Cptn d'Ka: @{{ Kh’éile.}}
Chirakis: ::she looks up:: {{Yes?}}
mimipavilion: Cthulhu>::shakes his head, makes a note in his file and sends a message to Scott and Chirakis about Nijil mentioning 'Kryndi' and 'Feiloai mulimuli ane'::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets a drink :: I'd not call it a nightmare, just very vivid and I'm in a new place.
Cptn d'Ka: @ +com+ ::relaxing in his chair on Missouri:: We have made progress. Not much, but some, regarding the alien ship.
Nijil tr'Korjata: There's a woman who always talks to me there, but I don't understand her. It's not my mate either.
Chirakis: 10:50 PM
Chirakis: +D’ka+ And...?
Johnson Kenyon: wow... that's strange. You think it's some telepathic communication?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Not exactly I dream I wish to share.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I don't know. I should research it, if I could just remember it more.
Nijil tr'Korjata: If Alexis is playing a trick on me... I would have to watch her more closely than Annisha.
Cptn d'Ka: @ +com+ It's interesting. If you are not occupied, come aboard.
Johnson Kenyon: I understand. I needed some downtime too.
Chirakis: :::nods::: +com+ Of course.
Cptn d'Ka: @ In my office.
Johnson Kenyon: I just made the biggest fool of myself
Nijil tr'Korjata: How so?
Chirakis: Certainly. ::she stands and exits her office, securing the door:::
Cptn d'Ka: @ ::informs his OIC that she will be coming:::
Johnson Kenyon: Get this... I was running a simulation in the Science lab when Tarisa walks in.
Chirakis: ::passes Grayson:: Lieutenant, I will be on Missouri if anyone needs me.
Chirakis: Lt Grayson> Yes, ma'am.
Nijil tr'Korjata: The attractive science officer? I'm married, not dead. :: smirks ::
Johnson Kenyon: As I'm trying to tell her what I'm doing, I go all weird and tell her I think she's the most beautiful woman in the world or something...
Johnson Kenyon: I'm so embarrassed
Chirakis: ::enters the command transporter and orders it to Missouri:::
Chirakis: 10:55 PM
Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, I would rather regret something I did than something I did not.
Johnson Kenyon: I agree. Besides I have a dinner date with her next week now..
Nijil tr'Korjata: I nearly did not run into Jylliene... it was a matter of only her table to sit at.
Johnson Kenyon: you met your bondmate because you had to sit with her?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Right... a full mess.
Nijil tr'Korjata: A dinner date? That's great
Chirakis: (two minutes)
Johnson Kenyon: ::smiles:: We
Johnson Kenyon: shall see
Johnson Kenyon: it could be worse. She could have turned tail and run.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Au have a steep hill in front of au. That's the nerves and embarrassment... once that is behind au, it gets easy.
Tarisa: ::Sneezes::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Turned tail... She has one.
Johnson Kenyon: Yes, I seem to be enjoying the cat puns.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I like to think my non-Rihan-ness helps…
Nijil tr'Korjata: I have several cat-related puns..
Johnson Kenyon: ::looks down and smiles widely:: I got it bad.
 
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
 
Chirakis: Thank you
Nijil tr'Korjata: thanks
Tarisa: lol
mimipavilion: ::freeze frame::
Chirakis: Very well. We are coming up to the end of the year. It seems to have come very quickly.
Chirakis: TBS will be 13 hours. The time at sim begin will be 0700, or 7:00 AM the next day.
Chirakis: May 29, 2388
Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander Coleridge?
Scott Coleridge: No
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
Johnson Kenyon: Can we assume I've passed my virus theory up the chain of command?
Nijil tr'Korjata: As long as it was not the virus being passed up.
Chirakis: I can't imagine why not. Commander Coleridge is our highest rated engineer. Is that what you mean?
Nijil tr'Korjata: He is most rank
Chirakis: Oh... that could be taken many ways.
Johnson Kenyon: I got you. I just didn't know if you wanted me to put that in a log or something.
Scott Coleridge: Hey, I bathe regularly.
Johnson Kenyon: you do?
Chirakis: I believe that the next day would be a good time to throw it on the top of his desk - above the rest of the paperwork he has lined up.
Chirakis: Anything else?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Nothing from me
Chirakis: Very well....
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

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