Sky Harbor Aegis | 17 July 2020

[Chirakis 1]

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 7/17/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 17 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.168 = /\ =

The time is 0900 hours (9:00 am) Aegis Local.
Pakleds continue to check out the station. Security is watching.
The plant in science might be very dangerous.
A Starfleet Runabout is searching for three starships in Nebula 231
Commander Korjata is still dealing with his stint among the Yith.
 
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
 
mimipavilion: ::on the CnC still::
Fletcher Jackson: :::CnC, taking over Ops:::
Sierra Robinson: :: in Engineering monitoring Power Flow Levels ::
Dacia Sandero: :: manning the fort in the sickbay::
Alexis McFarland: ::in class with Miana and Annisha::
Chirakis: :::next to Mimi::: (w) Doctor... I have concerns regarding Commander Korjata.
Scott Coleridge: +Engineering+ Coleridge to engineering.
mimipavilion: ::nods::(w) shall we talk privately
Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Engineering. Ltjg Robinson here..
Fletcher Jackson: :::tossing Pakled requisitions in the pile:::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled > :: puts out unusual flower arrangements in front of the Pakled Pop Up Store ::
Chirakis: :::deep sigh::: Privately is best. ::heads to her office:::
Scott Coleridge: ::smirks at the "Ltjg" part, happy Robinson is proud of her new rank:: +Robinson+ Lieutenant, I'm concerned about the power usage on the commerce level.
mimipavilion: ::follows the captain to her office::
Fletcher Jackson: :::glance toward the captain's office, then back to work:::
Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Power Consumption grid display and focuses in on the Commerce Level ::
Chirakis: :::the door closes and she offers Mimi a chair, her expression in deep thought:::
mimipavilion: ::takes a seat::
Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Yes, Commander. There is an increase in Power Consumption in scattered areas of the Commerce Level. I see it here as well. I do not see anything dangerous at the moment. However I should pass on that during the Night Shift a Pakled Merchant put in a request for a high power usage port....something we would use for our computers....but no real reason for a Pakled to have it... The duty engineer denied the Pakleds request.
Sierra Robinson: :: zooms in and begins to focus on the Pop Up Store she shopped at earlier, and then to other booths including one across the corridor from it..::
Chirakis: :::takes a while to think, then says::: Doctor, how would you rank Annisha if you were testing her for character, expertise, intelligence, and otherwise?
mimipavilion: ::thinks for a moment:: I would say above average... along the lines of gifted.
Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ Ops ran a scan earlier that turned up some concerning results. I've reviewed it and I'm worried the Pakleds have tampered with the monitoring systems, so they're using even more power than we think they are.
Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ I want an engineering detail to inspect the power relay at that shop from top to bottom.
Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + I am on it sir. Robinson out.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working slowly early in his day. ::
Scott Coleridge: ::alerts security to have a subtle detail nearby on the commerce level to assist the engineering team should they meet resistance::
Annisha: :: With her friends... or were they plotting against her? ""
Sierra Robinson: Commander Korjata..good morning. Commander Coleridge has requested a visual inspection of Commerce Level Power Monitoring equipment. He suspects the Pakleds have tampered with it
Alexis McFarland: ::writing down some notes on her PADD::
Chirakis: :::deep sigh::: If she were to go above her caliber in the school we have here, would you consider her a candidate for Starfleet Academy?
Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to equipment locker and retrieves an engineering tricorder ::
mimipavilion: Yes I would say so.
Annisha: What au writing there Alexis?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to Robinson :: What are they doing now?
Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Nijil :: Do you want me to handle it sir?
Chirakis: And if she were to enter the academy, how do you suppose she would fit in?
Alexis McFarland: Hmm? ::shows Annisha:: Some notes from our history lesson on Klingon civilization.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Shall we both go down meli. :: gasps and holds his mouth ::
mimipavilion: You mean department wise?
Sierra Robinson: Commander Coleridge has reason to believe the Pakleds have tampered with our power consumption monitoring equipment... Uh Sir?? You Okay?
Chirakis: Not necessarily.
Sierra Robinson: :: looks concerned ::
Annisha: Oh... thought it was how to... bah, nevermind
Alexis McFarland: Okay ::smiles::
Annisha: I have an idea for a project...
Chirakis: She is a child. Most academy entrees are several years older. How would that affect her?
Alexis McFarland: Oh? ::Looks over at Annisha::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I just called you honey, in Yithian... sorry.
mimipavilion: She might have a rough time with those around her, probably more so from the instructors.
Sierra Robinson: :: blushes :: I see....
Sierra Robinson: :: grabs an equipment case ::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking over reports of the Pakleds ::
Chirakis: Even if they knew that she was much younger than the others?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: gestures to walk to the commerce level ::
mimipavilion: Maybe
Nijil tr'Korjata: As I got more familiar with Muuhi my disposition changed and the way I interacted changed too.
Sierra Robinson: :: follows with equipment into lift :: Okay which word..was honey in Yith?
Annisha: Smells of the Species... and how to use it to your advantage.
Chirakis: :::deep into thought, then she nods::: Thank you, Doctor. :::stands:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: "Meli"
mimipavilion: ::stands and nods and goes back on the CnC::
Nijil tr'Korjata: You learn the bad and the good words early on. :: checks his scanner ::
Sierra Robinson: Oh :: taps lift control :: Well in Sierran the word for Honey is ....well....Honey....
Fletcher Jackson: Pakleds> :::slobbering all over the table at Drankum's:::
Alexis McFarland: Hmm. What would a Betazoid smell like? I smell like green apples, but that's cuz of my shampoo.
Fletcher Jackson: Pakled leader> This is good.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking over images of the new Pakleds. Distinguishing them from one another was a challenge ::
Chirakis: ::slow exit from her office::::
Annisha: Like a human, from what I can tell.
Sierra Robinson: ::: exits lift and looks around the Commerce Deck deploying her Tricorder ::
Alexis McFarland: Well, there's worse smells.
Annisha: Perhaps I could have my father, or whatever he is now, help me construct a molecular scanner.
Alexis McFarland: Oooh.
Nijil tr'Korjata: You do remind me of someone I met.
Alexis McFarland: I'd like to help too, if I can
Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Commander we have arrived on the Commerce Deck..
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks forlorn :: Guess they are all dead now. I guess to them I have yet to be born.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Let me find a power tap to get an initial reading.
Sierra Robinson: Oh....
Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ Thank you, keep me apprised.
Sierra Robinson: :: Notes an abundance of Pakled Merchants....and wonders...did a Pakled liner arrive or something ? ::
Annisha: If a tiny Betazoid brain could be put on top, though scanning for the energy you use to read minds is worth study.
Alexis McFarland: Can I keep my brain in my head? I kinda need it.
Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to a utility service node and accesses it for the Chief :: Here you go sir.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Reading the power of the entire level, a map appears on his Padd Pro ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Hmm, seems someone is moving power around to avoid detection.
Chirakis: :::wanders around CnC, deep in thought:::
Scott Coleridge: ::receiving a report from some undercover security agents:: Hmm
Chirakis: ::slow turn in Scott's direction, curious:::
Annisha: We could lay au flat on a cart, and you go 'beep beep' each time au read something. :: laughs ::
Sierra Robinson: Wow...I wonder if the Pop Up Store owner did it... He seemed nice when I shopped there the other day...
Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: Works for me.
Annisha: It's the Pakleds that made me think of this au know.
Sierra Robinson: :: keeps an eye out as the Chief looks at the monitor ::
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Pakleds again.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Too bad I can't tag this like a communication.
Sierra Robinson: Shall I relay this to Commander Coleridge sir?
Chirakis: :::steps over::: And why am I not surprised?
mimipavilion: ::shakes her head at the mention of Pakleds::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Ioe.. err, I mean yes.
Sierra Robinson: Porto Pakled> :: sells candy nearby ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: One thing that bothered him after his return to his own body is the new accent he acquired. He wondered if it was permanent ::
Annisha: They have.... smell about them. So do Klingons.
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I have engineering investigating power usage anomalies. Meanwhile, security sent me this. ::gestures to the report on his screen:: At best we're dealing with some kind of smuggling operation. At worst... well, the Pakleds have been used as patsies before by other species.
Chirakis: :::looking at the screen:: Indeed. How many do we have so far?
Nijil tr'Korjata: O a latou mea o lo’o fai? :: he said aloud ::
Alexis McFarland: Yeah, they do, don't they? ::wrinkles her nose::
Sierra Robinson: + Coleridge + Commander...the Chief has discovered manipulation of our Power Data Consumption Monitoring Equipment...
Sierra Robinson: :: confused :: Need to work on that translation equipment.
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: At least 12 Pakleds have arrived in the past few days.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I recommend not replacing the monitoring devices.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: waters his flowers on display ::
Scott Coleridge: +Robinson+ Understood. Do not interfere or alert the Pakleds that you've discovered the tampering.
Chirakis: Have we determined what they are after?
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I think it serves our investigation better if we don't crack down on them just yet.
Alexis McFarland: I wonder why so many have arrived recently?
Annisha: Convention?
Fletcher Jackson: Lt Norg> leaves Drankum's and another officer takes his place at a table far, far away:::
Alexis McFarland: Pakled convention?
Sierra Robinson: Oh sir...I messed up...I should be letting you talk to Commander Coleridge....Fuzz buckets.
mimipavilion: ::moves over to Scott to listen on the Pakled discussion::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oe suamalie, ae e lelei.
Sierra Robinson: :: palm on forehead briefly then turns her gaze to the Pakled watering the flowers across the corridor ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Could hear it in his head :: It's fine.
Scott Coleridge: The new shop on the commerce level is dealing with bagatelles. Some Pakleds appear to be... drinking. Two days ago I had security tighten access to several areas that the Pakleds were wandering into, claiming they were "appraising" the department's equipment.
Nijil tr'Korjata: My language... I've not forgotten Rihan, but..
Scott Coleridge: Either they think they can pull off some kind of heist, or else they are being used as a diversion by someone else.
Sierra Robinson: So we leave things as is not to alert the Pakleds? But is that not a risk to our equipment?
Chirakis: Or they are Pakleds looking for a place to live? But that makes little sense.
Nijil tr'Korjata: The devices are already compromised. We can use other techniques to get the same results.
Scott Coleridge: One of the reports did mention that actually... ::pages back to Hebert's report::
Sierra Robinson: :: observes the Chief's work ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: For example I can place an isotope in the plasma on this deck to trace where it really goes.
Sierra Robinson: That is a neat idea…Detective Korjata..
Nijil tr'Korjata: I could do it to you. :: smiles :: Muuhi did it to me so she could keep tabs on Prani's body...me.
Fletcher Jackson: Pakleds> :::push off from the table, wipe their hands and faces with the tablecloth, push the chairs away almost overturning the table, and they leave, very happy:::
Sierra Robinson: Trace me? Well aside from Engineering, Anotnio's Pizza and my quarters...not much of a life to monitor at the moment.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sets up the vid links to trace these new visitors ::
Fletcher Jackson: Pakled> ::HUGE BURPS::::
Sierra Robinson: :: scans immediate area with her tricorder ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: It's really a medical thing.
Chirakis: Are they all over the station, or only in certain areas? :::checks the screen:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Dr. Mimi+ After my shift I need to visit sickbay. I seem to be talking in Yithian more than I wish to.
mimipavilion: +Nijil+ Ok I will visit with you then.
Annisha: Maybe the Pakleds are slowly meeting.. I mean they do everything slowly
Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Only certain areas so far.
Scott Coleridge: More concentrated now that security has pushed them out of the more secure areas.
Alexis McFarland: The meeting will be very slow too.
Alexis McFarland: Then they'll be slow to leave...
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Dr. Mimi+ Faafetai fomai.
mimipavilion: ::hearing the last comm from Nijil:: +Nijil+ Excuse me.
Annisha: :: in a deep voice :: I like things, things that make me leave.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Dr. Mimi+ Oh..oh. That was thank you doctor...doctor.
Sierra Robinson: :: looks to the Chief and smiles briefly understanding this language issue will take time to correct ::
mimipavilion: +Nijil+ How about reporting to medical now so we can assess the Yith situation.
Alexis McFarland: I am smart.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure. Just collect some data for a bit. :: Goes off ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Minutes seem like seconds and he arrives at sickbay ::
mimipavilion: ::leaves CnC and orders the tl to medical::
mimipavilion: ::arrives not to long behind Nijil::
Sierra Robinson: Take Care sir..
Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? :: looks around :: I left Robinson to collect more data so I could be here.
Sierra Robinson: :: walks around Commerce Deck collecting readings....::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: jumps :: Ah!
Nijil tr'Korjata: I'll just sit on a bed.
mimipavilion: Good. Let's get you checked out and see why you keep talking like a Yith.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: sits ::
Chirakis: Commander, put the area of their probing on the main screen.
mimipavilion: ::starts scanning Nijil's brain::
Nijil tr'Korjata: O a’u o Yith.
Scott Coleridge: ::does this::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Maybe I got so used to being one I became one. Muuhi wondered that herself.
mimipavilion: Uh?
Nijil tr'Korjata: I said I am Yith. Well, not really.
Chirakis: :::arms cross::: Hm.... most of them are living quarters. However, decks 1 through 8 are.... delicate areas to say the least.
mimipavilion: Probably so. Especially the whole time differential issue that happened.
Sierra Robinson: :: wanders over to the Pakled Pop Up Store and just casually passes it by...noting the owner...Peter is discussing things with a very...rotund Pakled ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I guess language is pretty central to a lot of things and it integrates at many levels.
mimipavilion: ::nods::
Chirakis: The commerce deck is another.... and the bays.
Alexis McFarland: ::snuggles Miana::
Chirakis: I believe that we have more than a small matter in our hands.
Nijil tr'Korjata: The time difference was surprisingly minimal. I think worrying about home, a home that was not to happen for 1,400 years was on my mind.
Scott Coleridge: I agree. But how do we get to the bottom of it without alerting the Pakleds, or whoever is behind them?
Annisha: Now talking about smells. Miana. :: smirks ::
Alexis McFarland: Miana smells nice
mimipavilion: And if memory serves you said that the Yith homeworld was about 2400 lightyears from ch'Rihan.
Annisha: She uses a lot of shampoos and oils.,
Chirakis: ::turns to face Scott::: Allow security to completely take over.
Alexis McFarland: ::nods::
Sierra Robinson: :: notes the unusual flowers...:: Flytraps?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Right. Guess wormholes don't care about distance.
Chirakis: Block all areas from the Pakleds.
mimipavilion: ::nods::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: thinks :: I wonder if they can be made between galaxies.
mimipavilion: Probably
 
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: Thank you
Chirakis: TBS will be the same day in the afternoon. Let's say 2pm
Chirakis: Anything for the crew, Commander?
Scott Coleridge: Beware Pakleds bearing merch.
Chirakis: Of course...
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
Chirakis: Seeing none....
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.