Sky Harbor Aegis | 27 January 2020

[Chirakis 1]

Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 24 January 2020
1 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.153

TBS is 13 hours. The time is 0700 hours (7:00 am) Aegis Local.
We are still on the trail of the illness.
Missouri personnel are having allergic reactions.
 
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
 
Chirakis: ::in her office dealing with several things:::
mimipavilion: ::still trying to figure out the fatigue issue::
Dacia Sandero: ::in Sickbay, working on things::
Alexis McFarland: ::sleeping soundly in her bed, curled up and having a nice dream::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Helping Annisha with her morning routine, but not feeling himself ::
Tarisa: ::Using a med lab, working with blood samples given by volunteers. Some samples were from people affected by the sleeplessness, others weren't::
Dacia Sandero: ::works with Tarisa and helping out where she can::
Chirakis: ::her door opens and she exits, contemplating the last information she received:::
Dacia Sandero: ::cataloging the samples from those who consume caffeine and other stimulants and those who don't::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Entering CnC and feeling rather tired ::
Chirakis: ::looks up at the sound of the door opening on CnC::: Good morning, Commanders.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Mmm :: looks at his display ::
Annisha: :: Eating cereal ::
Scott Coleridge: ::looks up at Chirakis::
Tarisa: ::Looking at a sample where the owner was having symptoms, but had not used caffeine.:: I will be introducing caffeine to this sample.
Chirakis: ::approaching Scott::: Commander... ::hands him a PADD::: The latest information from Starfleet Command.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Sleeping soundly in her bed.::
Scott Coleridge: ::takes the PADD::
Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: All right. ::watches::
Nijil tr'Korjata: You need to drink your juice sweetie. :: to Annisha ::
mimipavilion: ::gets up and goes to Lt. Klaxon::
Tarisa: ::Introduces the stimulant.::
Scott Coleridge: ::frowns more deeply as he reads::
mimipavilion: ::next to Klaxon:: How are you doing Lt?
Chirakis: Klaxon> ::not responding::
Annisha: :: Gives him a look :: The voice thingy is working.. I think
Chirakis: Klaxon> ::he is alive, though somewhat dazed and confused:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods as he sits :: The translation matrix is working now. Is the accent off-putting?
Dacia Sandero: ::watches the results:: Hmm..
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Well that's disturbing.
mimipavilion: ::notes he is unable to speak: Alright ::look at vitals:: Normal, given the circumstances. ::looks at neural scans::
Chirakis: ::quietly to Scott::: Indeed. Something more to ponder.
Tarisa: Interesting. ::Watching the results.:: There is an almost instant result in numerous regions that typically should not be affected.
Annisha: :: munches :: Na, au sound different though. Au sure au don't need your head checked?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Mimi said there was nothing on her instruments.
Tarisa: It seems Dr. Pavilion was right to put a ban on stimulants. It is not the direct cause, but it is working against us.
Annisha: I'd say...
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: bopps her in the head :: You eat.
Chirakis: ::Scott:: I will inform Commander Cayne eventually.
Scott Coleridge: Do we need to do anything?
Chirakis: We must be more vigilant than we ever have been...
Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: I can see that, same would go for the long work schedules and overtimes, you can say the same about that since a lot of these people have worked extra time
Chirakis: For the moment, the target is operatives...
Chirakis: We can be sure that the danger will eventually grow. Slowly... stealthily... the danger will grow. 
Tarisa: I still do not see a cause. Perhaps a microvirus? We will need examine deeper.
Chirakis: Any information regarding the illness?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at maps of the region, spying a look at sector 001 ::
Scott Coleridge: No updates on that yet.
Nijil tr'Korjata: So, how is temporal mechanics?
mimipavilion: ::decides to take a more detailed scan of his brain to see if there is something deeper or anything out of the ordinary that may have been missed::
Dacia Sandero: I agree, I think it was mentioned this started not long after those gremlins arrived? We should start there.
Annisha: Temporal what? We are na studying that yet. That's the upper grades.
Chirakis: :::deep sigh::: Anything else?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, Yes. School in general then?
Alexis McFarland: ::Stirs in bed and yawns, opens her eyes and rubs them::
Annisha: It's fine. Just fine father.
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I've worked out the shorter shifts.
Chirakis: ::she nods:::
Dacia Sandero: ::finds the gremlins' DNA samples and puts one of them inside of a micro-scanner::
Scott Coleridge: I'll implement those starting tomorrow.
Chirakis: Klaxon> ::staring at the ceiling:::
Scott Coleridge: Basically half-shifts with an hour overlap.
Chirakis: Very well.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Smiles at Annisha :: Keep it up then.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Go.. I have people to meet.
Alexis McFarland: ::gets up and goes to her ensuite bathroom to brush her teeth and stuff::
Chirakis: Half shifts. Two hours, then an hour rest, then two hours?
Annisha: Au lost your job father. Good thing they weren't paying au.
Scott Coleridge: Yes.
Annisha: :: gets her bag and starts for the door, taking her plate to the recycler as she went ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Off duty...
Chirakis: It sounds plausible. I wonder if that will interrupt their circadian rhythms.
Tarisa: ::Begins genetic scan of the samples.:: Do we have samples of the Gremlins? I would like to compare them.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks at his cup, realizing it's decaf tea ::
Annisha: :: Out the door she went ::
mimipavilion: ::closes Klaxon’s eyes, but notes they just open back up::
Chirakis: Klaxon> ::blinks a few times, then stares around the room::: Where am I?
Dacia Sandero: Yes, we do. They're in the first row of the tray to your right.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Watches her leave and heads to the big display :: Computer, mirror. :: The display turns into a large mirror, showing Nijil in his everyday attire, or at least what it has been for a few days :: Guess this is alright. Looks like I live in the commerce level.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Exits his quarters and heads to somewhere new ::
mimipavilion: ::Klaxon:: You're in medical.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Checks his chronometer :: I have some time.
Chirakis: Klaxon> ::blinks again:: What happened?
Tarisa: ::Nods:: Thank you. ::Adds them to the scans.::
mimipavilion: You became rather fatigued. What's the last thing you remember?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Decides to go somewhere old... sickbay ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Moments later, enters sickbay ::
Chirakis: Klaxon> The last thing.... I was on my way to the training room. I think.
mimipavilion: The training room.
Tarisa: ::Getting some alarms. Her ears perk up, but then flatten as she reads the results.:: This...can not be right...
Chirakis: ::Scott:: I suppose trying it would be the best way to figure that one. Anything else?
Dacia Sandero: What'd you find?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Not seeing anyone he should know, so sits readying an old copy of Starfleet Medical Quarterly ::
Chirakis: Klaxon> Yes, ma'am. The security training room. The captain and I meet there regularly.
Tarisa: These genomes...some of the markers are identical...
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Flips over to local crime reports ::
Annisha: :: Makes her way to class ::
Scott Coleridge: Not at the moment. Other than the fatigue issues, things seem pretty quiet. The engineering cadre has managed to beat back any remaining system glitches.
mimipavilion: As in Captain Chirakis, correct.
Tarisa: Between the Gremlin samples and the affected crewman samples.
Dacia Sandero: ::looks at the screen:: Wow, you're right.
Chirakis: Excellent. Anything from science?
Chirakis: Klaxon> Yes, ma'am. Captain Chirakis.
Scott Coleridge: Not yet. Last I heard they had started analyzing tissue samples.
Tarisa: But if you cross reference the crewman samples with scans from the past, those markers do not exist.
Dacia Sandero: Ah yes. So this might be our cause, though we still need to find out why or how it's happened. It's a great turning point I think,
Chirakis: ::nods:: I'll check with Dr Sandero and Cdr Tarisa. I need to visit the medical complex anyway. If nothing else, carry on.
Alexis McFarland: ::eating breakfast of eggs and toast and juice::
Tarisa: ::Nods.:: You should inform Dr. Pavilion.
mimipavilion: ::nods:: Alright, ::goes back to see what the blood samples, vitals and related such when he came in::
Dacia Sandero: ::nods::: Definitely will do.
Annisha: :: Knocks on Alexis' door ::
Alexis McFarland: ::hears a knocking:: Yes, come in.
Annisha: :: Enters :: Well if it's na the miiiind reader
Dacia Sandero: ::steps outside of the lab::
Alexis McFarland: Mmm, yes. Hi Annisha, you made it up here okay. Did you sleep good?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Reading the script used in the magazine ::
mimipavilion: ::sees if there is anything odd::
Dacia Sandero: Oh, hey Mimi. We found something interesting in the lab, that you should check out.
mimipavilion: Alright Dacia.
Annisha: :: Getting in a pose her writing teacher does in school :: Au know Ms. McFarland, we say "did you sleep well" Not "good" or "gooder"
mimipavilion: ::Klaxon:: get some rest ok.
Annisha: I slept better than last night. Father cooked up some funky milk thing that actually worked
Alexis McFarland: Hmm, me fail English? That's unpossible!
Alexis McFarland: Blue milk?
Chirakis: :::moves toward the command lift, stopping to speak to Cayne::: Commander Coleridge has his hands full. I must visit the medical complex. You have the con.
mimipavilion: ::goes with Dacia:: What do you have?
Annisha: Green. Or was it olive. Said it was in his family for generations. Na sure how he would know that, but it worked.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I'll try to keep the station in one piece Captain.
Chirakis: :::Cayne::: I should hope so. :::enters the lift::: Medical Complex.
Dacia Sandero: These DNA findings between infected patients, and the gremlins' DNA. There is some certain genetic markers in their samples that match, and hadn't before, before the gremlins arrived.
Alexis McFarland: Green milk? I haven't tried green milk before.
Tarisa: ::Sees Mimi enter. :: First of all, the ban on stimulants was a correct choice. They were making symptoms worse. But this was not what we called you for. This was. ::Brings up the sample data, cross referenced with the Gremlin data.::
Dacia Sandero: ::nods::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wondered what kind of medical facility this was as no one asked him anything, but reading this publication was all the attention he needed ::
Annisha: I think it's got some kind of plant in it, perhaps it's all plant.
Alexis McFarland: Hmm, interesting. How'd it taste?
mimipavilion: Hmmm... so the gremlins were more or less the cause.
Tarisa: It seems to be localized in specific species so far.
Dacia Sandero: That seems to be the case, yes.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Reading up on brain therapy, getting a glimpse of the medical level the station risen to, at least two years ago ::
Chirakis: :::exits the lift at medical and enters::
Tarisa: How it was done is still a mystery. Perhaps something to do with their stench.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Catches the Captain entering ::
Tarisa: The Gremlins themselves may not even know they are doing it.
mimipavilion: So now we need to deal with their DNA and purge it from the replicator and affected systems.
Dacia Sandero: ::nods::
Annisha: We have the pattern in the replicator. I'll send au it.
Alexis McFarland: Hm, okay. I'll try it tonight.
Alexis McFarland: You warm it up before drinking it?
Annisha: :: contorts her nose :: I think a little ::
Tarisa: I understand the Missouri also has issues.
Dacia Sandero: Mmm.
Dacia Sandero: They transported the gremlins, right?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Captain.
mimipavilion: Yes they are. I believe so.
Dacia Sandero: Nurse> :::sees the Captain:: Mimi and Dr Sandero are in the medical lab,
Dacia Sandero: Nurse> Oh sorry, we'll get to you. Head to the bio-bed when you're ready.
Tarisa: If they have an advanced form of what we are dealing with, then the size of the station relative to the ship might be a factor.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wondered if Nijil was in trouble and the Captain found him ::
Chirakis: Commander Korjata. ::nods::: Thank you. ::to the nurse:::
Chirakis: 10:58 PM
Chirakis: (prepare to pause)
Nijil tr'Korjata: Yes. I am speaking better now. Here for an evaluation
mimipavilion: ::nods:: So... maybe have the Missouri move away enough to reduce the symptoms for both crews.
Chirakis: ::Nijil::: And you will return to duty, I hope?
mimipavilion: At least until we find a solution to purge the problem from the computers.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Return? So soon?
Dacia Sandero: :::nods::
Chirakis: I would hope so. Engineering is getting slim. If you are able, you should return.
mimipavilion: Alright I'll let the Captain know.
 
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= 
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: 1/24/20 - 11:01 PM
Chirakis: Thank you
 
Chirakis: We have quite a few things that should soon be dealt with, so TBS will be 2 hours. Hopefully that will give us time to get a little more information.
Chirakis: Missouri will be passing their information regarding their allergy outbreak to us during that time.
Chirakis: Comments, Commander Coleridge?
Scott Coleridge: Nope
Chirakis: questions or comments from the crew?
Nijil tr'Korjata: None here
Chirakis: If nothing else...
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.