Sky Harbor Aegis | 21 August 2020

[Chirakis 1]

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 8/21/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 17 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.169 = /\ =

TBS is 0 hours - the time is 1300 hours (1:00 pm) Aegis Local.
All Pakleds are quarantined in the Medical Complex.
The eradication of deadly plants continues.
Some plants have different DNA.
Some plants are colonized in the environmental systems hub on Deck 98.
Internal sensors are used to locate and beam plants off station.
Where did the plants come from?
Who brought them aboard?
 
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
 
mimipavilion: ::in her office in medical::
Chirakis: ::in her office, considering too many things::::
Jylliene: ::CnC::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::wiping down some gooey Pakleds:::
Scott Coleridge: ::on his way to Deck 98 after a brief stop to suit up::
Sierra Robinson: :: sitting upright on biobed ::
Dacia Sandero: ::checking some bio signs of a group of Pakleds::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: not sick but is obeying the quarantine in sickbay...sits in a non sicko area ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking lab results in the life science lab::
Chirakis: ::exits her office, noticing that Cdr Cayne has taken Lt Kenickie as requested:::
Jylliene: ::going though the usual reports::
Chirakis: ::approaching Jylliene::: Anything new, Commander?
Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha in the arboretum::
Jylliene: No, ma'am.
Jylliene: Afraid not.
Sierra Robinson: :: notes sickbay is...well occupied with Pakleds....many of them...more than she thought were on the station ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::watching the computer build a hypothetical environment based on sample B::
Chirakis: Which means that everything is as normal as we can expect at this point ::sighs::: Thank you, Commander.
Jylliene: ::nods::
mimipavilion: ::can hear the complaints of the Pakleds in her office and sighs::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Taking the new officer around the station ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: sad so many of his fellow Pakleds are sick...why did their travel agents give them something that would make them sick? ::
Sierra Robinson: :: pages Nurse ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working furiously around the engineering deck ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Well that is interesting.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::steps out of the Pakled area and sheds her gown to take a fresh one:::
Annisha: :: With her friends, as always ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::peaks in on sample A's progress::
Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + Robinson to Commander Korjata...
Chirakis: ::takes Cayne's place in tactical:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I am here, barely.
mimipavilion: ::checks on the Pakleds through the monitors::
Chirakis: :::logs in and... of course... the universe seems to be deteriorating, at least in her mind it is... but that's fairly normal:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::jotting notes::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::hoses off and takes a seat before resuming Pakleditis:::
Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + I am alive...just awaiting to find someone to get me back to work...
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Relays a message to Kital ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: taps on window next to Amanda Davis PhD ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ Back to life? I could use you back in main engineering, if you are released.
mimipavilion: ::a bit sore from sitting, goes and checks on Sierra::
mimipavilion: ::enters Sierra's room:: Hello.
Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + I don't think I am on there radar at..the...oh I will get back to you.
Jylliene: ::sees note::
Amanda Davis PhD: ::: a corpsman takes her place, and Amanda is very thankful:::
Sierra Robinson: Doctor... Hello...I was looking for someone to see if I can...well....return to work.
mimipavilion: Ok, let's get you checked over.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::Goes for tea:::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: notes he wasn't heard and returns to his seat in the quarantine area.
mimipavilion: ::grabs a tricorder and scans her::
Sierra Robinson: I don't think I have had an allergic response like that in my entire life...:: puts her finger on her chin :: No..definitely not.
Chirakis: :::throws up the tactical report on the main screen:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Kital... asking if the CnC is alright ::
mimipavilion: Hmmm...
Jylliene: ::sends return message that CnC is doing fine::
Sierra Robinson: That..stench...floored me. Literally... it was some sort of pollen wasn't it?
Jylliene: ::other than the worn carpet where Chirakis would pace::
mimipavilion: ::closes the tricorder:: It seems that you are fine. ::pauses for a moment:: I believe it was. Science is still working on the two samples we have.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::in the medical break room, sipping tea and relaxing for a while::
Annisha: :: to Miana and Alexis :: I should have had something else for lunch.. or not at all.
Sierra Robinson: Is there anything you can give me..to protect me from that .....uhm....pollen..and bad reaction?
mimipavilion: A mask.
Sierra Robinson: Chief really needs me down in Engineering.....I could where a moon suit if needed.
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::computer finishes composing the probable environmental requirements for Sample B::
Chirakis: :::shifting the screen from main to tactical screen and gets the urge to pace::
Alexis McFarland: I'd like to go to Blubby's, but the commerce level didn't smell great last time I went there.
Chirakis: ::calling Lt Draze to take tac while she wears the carpet down::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::inputs those results into the database for cross-reference with known planets::
mimipavilion: Your choice in whatever makes you feel comfortable.
Annisha: The whole place stinks.
Sierra Robinson: sure... whatever ...uhm in the future when things settle down....can I have a sit down with you ....to go into more detail.
Alexis McFarland: ::holds and snuggles Miana:: Mm, yes. It seems to smell the worst there.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::glances over when the captain paces by:::
Annisha: Probably my father.. :: stands with her arms crossed in front of her ::
mimipavilion: ::nods:: of course. In the meantime, I'm releasing you from here.
Sierra Robinson: Thank you Doctor ...sorry I tied you down. I will wear a suit outside of my quarters.
Sierra Robinson: Until we have removed all those plants...
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::taking some of the rarer elements from the results to create search parameters outside of known planets::
mimipavilion: ::nods:: Take care.
Sierra Robinson: Hang in there...Doc...:: looks at the Pakleds in the distance ::
Dacia Sandero: ::wearing a mask and breather, as she treats some sick Pakleds::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Shutting off systems to make sure the air can be cleaned ::
Chirakis: :::stops next to Jyl.... again::: I don't suppose that you have the Pakled numbers - the sick ones?
Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + Robinson to Korjata....can you have a size...:: thinks :: XS environmental hazard suit beamed to my location...I can help you with one on.
Chirakis: ::leans against a nearby console, arms crossed as she thinks:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ Right away... few moments.
Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + I will be down there as soon as I can sir... Robinson out. Thanks Chief.
Chirakis: :::and remembers the information that one of the Pakleds gave to a covert officer in Drankum's::::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Beams a small, not extra small, suit to Robinson ::
Alexis McFarland: Hmm.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: walks around his fellow Pakleds offering encouragement ::
Sierra Robinson: :: arrives in Engineering wearing a hazmat suit ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hears the transporter off to the side :: Robin- oh, I got you a suit one size too large.
Sierra Robinson: :: flops around a bit :: Thank you chief..it protected me on my way down....
Jylliene: I don't, but I can ask medical?
mimipavilion: ::puts on a mask and breather and goes to check on the Pakleds, sees Peter the Pakled walking around::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: chuckles :: You look like a floppy kitten.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled >:: exits sickbay and notes other non- sick Pakleds outside:: Follow me.. This is too depressing ...to my shop please...we must talk...please follow....:: gestures for the group to follow him ::
Jylliene: +med+ Do you have the numbers on the sick Pakleds?
Chirakis: ::nods to Jylliene:::
Sierra Robinson: Uhm I have to wear a mask....or this until those things are off the station.
mimipavilion: +Jyl+ at least 15.
Nijil tr'Korjata: I have tried to just not have it on this main level.
Jylliene: +Mimi+ Thank you doctor.
Jylliene: ::to Chirakis:: At least 15, ma'am.
mimipavilion: ::hears Peter talk to the other P:: +Jyl+ You might want to have security intercept a group of pakleds heading to the commerce deck.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled > :: leads the healthy Pakleds to the Commerce level where they assemble and listen to Peter Pakled ::
Chirakis: Fifteen.... :::ponders:::
Jylliene: +Mimi+ Noted.
Sierra Robinson: Let me get changed into a better fit....I will be with you shortly....:: smiles ..but a hidden one given the suit ::
Jylliene: Ma'am, a group of Pakleds headed to commerce. Doctor Pavilion suggests intercepting?
Chirakis: Very well. Inform security.
Jylliene: +security+ Ops to security
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::jotting down some theories and begins entering numbers for the computers to crunch::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: +Ops+ Cayne here
Jylliene: +security+ Group of Pakleds heading to commerce. Doctor Pavilion recommends intercepting. Captain approves.
Sierra Robinson: :: goes to a safe area to change ::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: +Ops+ We are on our way. :: gets up and runs ::
Dacia Sandero: ::still working and checking the bio signs of the sick Pakleds::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: talks to the quiet group of Pakleds in front of his store :: Do not eat plants...do not eat seeds...they were wrong... Stay Safe...Stay Healthy.
Chirakis: ::Jylliene;:: Ask Dr Pavilion to be sure that the Pakleds are not sick.
Jylliene: Should security be taking them to her for that determination?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Makes it to the commerce level ::
mimipavilion: ::goes to Dacia:: Any changes to our patients recently?
Chirakis: I'll take care of that, Commander.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: continues :: We ....were told this was a good place to live.. So we came, with Free travel....and free food... But...free food was bad....but people here are not...Just different..
Sierra Robinson: Pakled Female> But they don't like us.....
Chirakis: :::moves away to consult Lt Garand regarding taking the Pakleds to medical:::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Points out the Pakleds ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> We are different.... that is why... but..we must....become good neighbors...and friends...
Amanda Davis PhD: ::goes back to work in a clean suit::::
Sierra Robinson: Big Pakled> But they got us sick.
Dacia Sandero: ::looks to Mimi:: Not drastic, fortunately.. for now. They seem to be responding well to treatment thus far, but it's still early days of course.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> I don't think so.....but...we will find out.
mimipavilion: ::nods and exits the quarantine area and cleans up::
Sierra Robinson: :: arrives changed out in better suit ::
Sierra Robinson: Okay where to boss?
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> But....we must find out where plants came from...and Starfleet can help. If we help...Maybe we can stay. This is our Pakled Plan.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: turns and spots station security :: Be nice everyone.
Chirakis: +com+ Commander Coleridge, any progress?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Approaches the Pakleds ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: puts hands up...then the rest of the Pakleds put hands up ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> We mean no harm...
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: But we got harm.
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> So...did ...we.
Sierra Robinson: Deck 98...was the reported issue place....is that still the plan?
Chirakis: +com+ Commander Coleridge. Respond.
Chirakis: :::concerned::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> No trouble we want...only cure..for our families...
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working as his master display :: Oh, let me check.
 
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
 
Chirakis: Thank you
Chirakis: TBS will be until 6 pm.
Chirakis: That will give us time to get all drippy and grungy with Pakled things.
Chirakis: Comments, Commander Coleridge?
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew.
Chirakis: Seeing none..
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.