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Sky Harbor Aegis | 26 June 2020

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 6/26/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 14 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.166 = /\ =

TBS is 6 hours. The time is 1800 hours (6:00 pm) Aegis Local.
Lt Dran is examining "a very stubborn plant" that seems to be unbreakable.
A group of Pakleds is requisitioning areas of the station.
irakis: Starfleet command has yet to find three science ships.
USS Iowa's Task Force will soon replace USS Missouri's Task Force.
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: :::in the holodeck, watching security training::::
Cptn d'Ka: :::with Kirel:::
Dacia Sandero: ::off duty and in her quarters, relaxing::
Jylliene: ::having handed off Ops to the next shift, is heading for her quarters.::
Chirakis: ::glance to d'Ka:::
mimipavilion: ::off duty in her quarters, with Loxil and their two house staff members::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::locking down the science lab for the night. Leaving notes for next shift to "avoid the plant"::
Alexis McFarland: ::lying in her bed after finishing dinner, watching videos on her PADD::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walking back to his quarters, but feeling a bit loopy from the spirits that visited his stomach at that Liquids place ::
Cptn d'Ka: :::intensely watching a few on the mats:::
Tarisa: ::Finishing up a report.::
Jylliene: ::arrives at quarters & enters::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Sitting on her couch, playing with her PADD.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Presses the wall next to his quarters, but the wall does not do anything ::
Sierra Robinson: :: checking out the exotic. odd and cheap souvenirs in the Pakled Pop Up Store ::
Alexis McFarland: te te te
Annisha: :: Reading the Adventures of Bob the Pakled ::
Cptn d'Ka: ::nods, watching the two he believes are the best:::
Scott Coleridge: ::eating dinner on the commerce level::
Chirakis: ::nod::: Agreed.
Annisha: :: outloud :: "This is Bob the Pakled. He likes to make things go... "
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, the door chime moved.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: the door opens and Nijil walks slowly inside ::
Sierra Robinson: :: notes a section called "Peter's Pages" with a selection of Pakled themed Literature ::
Alexis McFarland: ::watches funny cat videos while petting her kitten who is curled up next to her::
Annisha: :: Looks intently at her reader ::
Chirakis: :::steps out of the holodeck with d'Ka::: +com+ Ensign Robinson, report to my office.
Jylliene: Bob the Pakled? ::glances at Annisha::
Jylliene: ::smiles over to Nijil as he enters::
Annisha: A book they were handing out on the way home. He likes to make things go.
Cptn d'Ka: ::heads toward the USS Missouri as she steps into the lift::
Sierra Robinson: :: hears the comm :: + Chirakis + Aye Captain. On my way.
Jylliene: Handing out? They were giving away books?
Sierra Robinson: :: with her purchased souvenir in hand Sierra heads to the nearest turbolift ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: fa’ afeiloa’ iga :: he says to his faletua ::
Chirakis: :::exits the command lift, nods to the OIC::: Ensign Robinson will be reporting.
Tarisa: ::Packs up, then steps out of the office. She notices things have already been shut down in the lab, so she heads out for the Commerce Level.::
Chirakis: CIC Jacobs> Yes, ma'am.
Jylliene: You'll need to teach the computer Yith. Yithic? Yithian?
Chirakis: +com+ Commander Coleridge, my office.
Sierra Robinson: :: enters lift :: CIC please.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I plan to teach Annisha. :: laughs :: Muuhi knew a few old Rihan words. I was floored.
Scott Coleridge: ::mid-spaghetti:: +Chirakis+ Yemgth… ::swallows:: Aye, sir.
Scott Coleridge: ::sighs:: One day. One day I will finish a plate of spaghetti for the first time.
Jylliene: Great. I finally kind of get the way of Rihan and now you intend to teach Annisha another language I don't know how to talk behind my back. ::grins::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Our first encounter was not pleasant.
Scott Coleridge: ::pushes the plate away and stands up with a forlorn expression that communicated the untold depths and sorrow, every day of which lines his face a little more with the burden of his knowledge that he has never, truly, experienced spaghetti::
Jylliene: Guess I'll need to get that one in as well.
Jylliene: What do you want for dinner?
Chirakis: ::enters her office, leaving the door open::::
Scott Coleridge: ::leaves the restaurant, his posture and gait clearly communicating this tragedy to all those he passes, until he enters a lift where he can be alone in his shame and torment:: CnC.
Annisha: Tietà à kà hÃn tà mà n?
Sierra Robinson: Oh duh...CnC ! :: lift complies ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Na Annisha and we will keep it that way.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Quietly watching some videos.::
Alexis McFarland: ::sprawled on her bed, quietly giggling to herself::
Chirakis: :::waits by her desk, box in hand:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at Annisha :: Your hair is a mess. I'll do a braid tomorrow morning.
Annisha: What? Since when? Prani?
Scott Coleridge: ::arrives on the CnC::
Sierra Robinson: :: Sierra arrives at CnC and takes it in ....it is the first time she has been on this deck, but after constant study she knows where to go and approaches the Captain's office and pushes the CHIME panel ::
Chirakis: :::waves Scott toward the open door:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: No, I had to be taught. :: Looks to Jylliene :: Any dinner ideas? My day has been...odd.
Chirakis: The door is open, Ensign. Enter.
Scott Coleridge: ::sneakily sneaks into Chirakis' office before Sierra can reach the door::
Sierra Robinson: :: spots Commander Coleridge and enters behind him :: Commander. Captain reporting as ordered.
Scott Coleridge: ::stands next to Chirakis' desk, remembering they had discussed what was going to happen now but wishing he'd remembered before he had ordered... the spaghetti::
Jylliene: ::shrugs:: Rice bowl?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Was nice to see the station rather calm, but that bothered him ::
Sierra Robinson: ::AA::
Scott Coleridge: ::truly, the curse that had afflicted his family for generations was a cruel one::
Chirakis: :::straightens up::: Ensign Robinson, you are out of uniform. Explain.
Nijil tr'Korjata: With fish?  I've gained an appreciation for fish.
mimipavilion: ::finishes up her meal and goes over to her desk to look over somethings::
Chirakis: Ensign?
Annisha: :: Gives her father a strange look ::
Sierra Robinson: Oh ditz. :: does a quick Picard Maneuver looking at her shoes., and does a quick visual inspection of herself and notes she still has her Souvenir :: Oh...uh...:: places Souvenir on the floor and AA :: sorry about the gift bag.
Jylliene: Sounds like a good idea.
Jylliene: ::heads to the replicator:: Annisha? Fish also, or something else?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sits at the table, Annisha on the opposite side ::
Chirakis: :::stern focus::: And you are still out of uniform.
Annisha: I'll try father's weird fish..I think we are in a weird food contest.
Chirakis: Attention to orders.
Chirakis: :::hands Scott a small box:::
Sierra Robinson: :: nervous :: Captain..the Ensign believes she is currently in the correct Engineering Ensign's Uniform according to regulations.
Jylliene: ::nods:: Very well. ::puts the orders into the replicator::
Scott Coleridge: ::takes the box:: That's the problem, Ensign.
Chirakis: You were. And now you are not.
Scott Coleridge: ::very slowly and dramatically opens the box:::
Sierra Robinson: Oh :: looks at the box Commander Coleridge has ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Box-opening music plays ::
Chirakis: :::waits for her attention::::
mimipavilion: (::sitting off set watching what's going on and eating popcorn::)
Nijil tr'Korjata: I am glad Prani treated au all well.
Tarisa: ::Walks through Commerce.::
Sierra Robinson: :: looks forward to Chirakis ::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees Tarisa, waves ::
Jylliene: She did. She was very pleasant.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I was told as much by her research partner.
Chirakis: Ensign Robinson, by the power vested in me by Starfleet Command and STSF, due to your exemplary performance aboard Sky Harbor Aegis, you are promoted to Lieutenant Junior Grade. ::nods to Scott::: Commander... :::steps out of his way:::
Scott Coleridge: ::takes the round, hollow pip and pins it on Sierra's uniform::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks down at his wrist :: What is this? :: looks up :: Jylliene, did Prani have something done to my body while I was gone?
Sierra Robinson: :: tries to contain her smile :: Thank you sirs.
Chirakis: Congratulations, Lieutenant jg Robinson. ::steps forward to shake hands::
Jylliene: Oh. Yes, a small tattoo.
Dacia Sandero: (yay)
Nijil tr'Korjata: Hmm, it's a Yith symbol.
Sierra Robinson: :: shakes hands with the Captain :: Thank you.
Tarisa: ::Waves and the approaches Cayne.:: Doing some shopping, or security work?
mimipavilion: (woot!)
Chirakis: :::steps back::: Dismissed.
Chirakis: ::turns to Scott:: I believe that I owe you a dinner?
Jylliene: ::realizing:: That's... rather presumptuous, isn't it? To have done that?
Jylliene: ((though removal is probably a piece of cake in this time period))
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I have been at tactical so much I forget what patrolling is like, so I thought I would get some in. There are so many new places I can't keep track, and I have the list. Have you seen those Pakled places?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: smiles broadly ::
Sierra Robinson: :: nods to Commander Coleridge and almost leaves before picking up her gift bag from " Peter Pakled's " ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Rubs the tattoo :: It was actually very thoughtful.
Sierra Robinson: :: exits the Captain's office with a beaming smile ::
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I accept.
Tarisa: ::Curious.:: Pakled places?
Chirakis: Lead the way. Your choice, Number One.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Yes, that how did they ever discover space flight species.
Jylliene: If you feel so. What does it mean?
Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to the lift pressing the button as she awaits for the lift she takes a look at the expansive CnC ::
Scott Coleridge: Anything but the Italian restaurant.
Scott Coleridge: Maybe a seafood place.
Chirakis: ::hand wave::: Lead the way.  :::enters the command lift:::
Tarisa: I do not walk through Commerce enough. I did not realize they had any shops.
Sierra Robinson: :: lift arrives and enters :: Uhm Commerce Level.
Nijil tr'Korjata: In the middle is a representation of a wormhole, on the other side are points, representing our space-time and their space-time.
Scott Coleridge: ::enters the lift:: Commerce level.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Not that I would forget the experience.
Jylliene: ::nods::
Chirakis: :::as the door closes::: Spaghetti? ::she questions, glancing at his uniform:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Thinking of the rice ::
Sierra Robinson: :: thinks this calls for a bit of celebrating, perhaps the PADD for the read on Neutrinos could wait until tomorrow ::
Scott Coleridge: ::Shakes his head:: I'm afraid not this time. Maybe next time.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at it on the table :: Smells good.
Jylliene: It does.
Chirakis: ::very slight grin with a nod:::
Jylliene: ::has a bite:: It is.
Scott Coleridge: ::steps out of the lift on the commerce level::
Chirakis: :::follows:::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: The Pakled shops are new... How have au been? Heard you pulled long hours to get that generator going.'
Scott Coleridge: I hear the Bolian place is out of pre-digestive fortifiers, so we'll skip them tonight. I think there's a place that serves seafood from a variety of worlds... ah yes, there.
Chirakis: :::following, wondering what kind of sea food there is besides gagh::::
Sierra Robinson: Decides to have her meal at the Ferengi Establishment and holosuite bar...for a change.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Along the coastline when we visited the Yith homeworld they had endless places that served fish. I remember how hot it was and how lightly I had to dress.
Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I am well now that I have been able to sleep more.
Scott Coleridge: ((Is gagh seafood? Interesting.))
Sierra Robinson: :: enters and heads for the bar ::
Scott Coleridge: ::enters the restaurant::
Chirakis: (It can be if you drop it into the water.)
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Try intelligence gathering. You don't know when you will sleep, if ever.
Jylliene: ::listening::
Tarisa: ::Smiles.:: I believe I will pass. I have my own intelligence gathering to handle.
Annisha: Hot, like a desert?
Nijil tr'Korjata: No, very humid.
Jylliene: A jungle?
Sierra Robinson: :: takes a seat noticing Ferengi serving the bar and tables..along with Dabo Girls games and more ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Very close to that yes. They have good bug control, but I had to be weary of that.
Chirakis: :::behind Scott, checking out the menu on the wall:::
Scott Coleridge: ::looking over the menu::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Keeping watch over this station is hardly better. Right now I am wondering what I have overlooked.
Scott Coleridge: Ooooh, Chrysalian crab.
Scott Coleridge: That sounds really good.
Chirakis: :::then takes a menu::: I might need your assistance as I am not familiar with this menu.
Nijil tr'Korjata: You two would like it there... perhaps a temporal vacation.
Tarisa: Is there something to be concerned with?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Only if you know something....do you know something?
Chirakis: Chrysalian crab? Does it come live?
Annisha: Were you a pretty girl? :: smiling wickedly ::
Scott Coleridge: I've never had it. I like crab, wonder how Chrysalian crab might be different.
Scott Coleridge: Um... no.
Tarisa: I know many things, but I am not sure what would be helpful to you at the moment.
Sierra Robinson: Ferengi Bartender> You look happy what can I get you? Care for a night at the holosuite..we have many unique programs for young ladies..And I have a buy one get another for the same price special on Pakled Palooza.
Chirakis: Ah... ::puts the menu aside:::I will follow your suggestions.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I, err, well. I guess so. I had no grip on what was attractive there. :: turns a shade green ::
Jylliene: The way our vacations tend to go, I'd be nervous of anything as complex as trying to do time travel.
Nijil tr'Korjata: We'd live like kings... in their scientific community at least. Their research facility is quiet.
Sierra Robinson: Ah no Pakled Palooza...just a beer...no make it an Andorian Icee shaken not stirred.
Sierra Robinson: Ferengi Bartender> Had to try. Just a second.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Well, sensors across the sector are working...very well.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Have you eaten?
Tarisa: I have not.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Feels wrong to stand in the middle of the restaurants, hungry, and not eat.
Scott Coleridge: ::orders crab and a side salad::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Pick a place.. :; waves his hands :: Any place
Jylliene: How is your food, Annisha?
Nijil tr'Korjata: The travels were painless for me, though staying in my own body would be preferred, not like they have transport.... oh, wait.
Chirakis: :::gently settles her napkin in her lap::: Are these... crabs fish?
Scott Coleridge: Well, Earth crab are crustaceans.
Scott Coleridge: An underwater form of invertebrate.
Chirakis: Interesting.
Annisha: Spicy.... I have one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish... that's not natural.
Scott Coleridge: I hope Chrysalian crab is analogous!
Sierra Robinson: :: thinks a second as the Ferengi returns with her drink :: Can I have a menu please?
Chirakis: I suppose we will find out.
Tarisa: Any place? ::Looks around, then points.:: That will do. I believe it is new to me.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I've never seen it before. :: starts walking towards it ::
Scott Coleridge: ::watches as the server brings out a plate with a blue, wriggling creature on it:: Oh. Look. It is alive after all.
Tarisa: ::follows.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Eats his rice eagerly ::
Sierra Robinson: Ferengi Bartender> Sure here you go . The Name is Mok, anything else.?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Simply takes a seat :: Self seating
Tarisa: ::Sits.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I sure hope I am not the final future record of the Yith people.
Chirakis: Ah... much like gagh except that they have a solid exterior. How does this work?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: drinks ::
Chirakis: 10:55 PM
Annisha: :: Dips the fish into the sauce ::
Scott Coleridge: ::picks up the nutcracker-looking utensil:: I guess we... crack it open...?
Chirakis: While it is alive? Hm....
Chirakis: :::takes the nutcracker, hits the head, twists it off, then cracks it open:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm going to have to write all of this down...
Sierra Robinson: A holosuite program menu would be cool....and I would like to order the Talarian Salad.
Chirakis: Much better for the animal.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: takes a menu and gives another to Tarisa ::
Sierra Robinson: Mok> Got it. So why are you smiling?
Scott Coleridge: ::follows her lead::
Chirakis: Um... tasty. :::moves aside as the server brings drinks:::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: How they don't duplicate dishes on the station is impressive
Jylliene: Well, perhaps record by voice. Faster.
Sierra Robinson: Got promoted...just needed to do something for the occasion. :: takes a sip of her ice cold Andorian beverage ::
Chirakis: And... :::turning it over a few times::: ...interesting.
Chirakis: (two minutes)
Nijil tr'Korjata: It’s the original Yith.
Annisha: Holodeck.
Nijil tr'Korjata: What?
Annisha: Create a holodeck program, all of the kids are doing it.
Sierra Robinson: Mok> Ah that explains it. Well do not let it get to your head. I already have had to clean up after a Pakled Party. One got promoted to XO of a freighter and they proceeded to get quite....Pakled.
Tarisa: ::Smiles:: It keeps dining interesting.
Chirakis: ::taking care that it does not slip out of her hands:::
Sierra Robinson: :: looks at the Ferengi :: Got Quite Pakled? Not sure I catch your story.
Sierra Robinson: Mok> you'll learn Hewman... You'll learn
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: And the chefs busy
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: Thank you
Chirakis: Well done.
Chirakis: Congratulations to Lt jg Robinson for her promotion.
Chirakis: Thanks to Lt jg Robinson and Commander Korjata for the log.
Chirakis: TBS will be until 10 am next morning.
Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander?
Scott Coleridge: Nope
Chirakis: Comments or questions from the crew?
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

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