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Sky Harbor Aegis | 18 September 2020

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 9/18/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 19 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.171 = /\ =

TBS is 19.5 hours - the time is 0730 hours (7:30 am) Aegis Local.
Aegis might be under attack from within.
Security personnel are on watch for green plants.
Not all plants are dangerous.
Plant-altered DNA killed Pakleds. All still alive are quarantined.
Annisha, Miana, and Alexa might know something.
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
mimipavilion: ::in medical::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Sleeping for the moment.::
Jylliene: ::CnC, ops::
Sierra Robinson: :: grabbing a quick cup of coffee at Liquids before her shift ::
Alexis McFarland: ::also sleeping as well::
Dacia Sandero: ::in medical as well::
Scott Coleridge: ((Why do I feel like there's a syllogism lurking there? "Some plants are green." "Some green plants are dangerous." "Some plants are dangerous."))
Chirakis: ::::in her office with a "do not disturb" sign:::
Scott Coleridge: ::enters the CnC::
Tarisa: ::Had stopped at her favorite breakfast stop to get a claw of the bear and a tea.::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: opening store front...::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::finishing up her report regarding the Pakleds who have died and those who are now quarantined:::
Sierra Robinson: :: exits Liquids and heads to engineering with a coffee to go ::
Chirakis: :::the light above her office door turns green:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in science lab::
Tarisa: +Dran+ Lt. I have stopped at the pastry shop for breakfast. Would you like me to bring you something?
Tae'Lynn Dran: +Tarisa+ No, but thanks.
Scott Coleridge: ::taking his station, checking on reports from last night::
Jylliene: ::Notes the green light, wonders idly whether Chirakis sleeps in her own quarters, ever, or if she perhaps catnaps standing in her office.::
Dacia Sandero: ::drinking tea::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::finishes with a sigh, exits her office and places it on Mimi's desk:::
Sierra Robinson: :: enters engineering and begins to get up to speed on the night's events ::
Jylliene: ::returns her attention to her console::
Tarisa: +Dran+ Very well. I will be there soon. ::Makes her order, though she really didn't need to say much. She practically orders the same thing every morning.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walking to work, but very tired ::
Chirakis: :::stands at the office door, then steps out to ware down the carpet:::
Jylliene: ::pulls up the records to see when last any replacement carpet had been ordered::
Scott Coleridge: ::approves request from security for additional resources to help keep the Pakleds quarantined::
Sierra Robinson: :: checks atmospherics , noting the CnC may want an update ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He missed his morning juice...the coffee was was not the same ::
Chirakis: ::stops at the window that overhangs the commerce deck::::
mimipavilion: ::signing off on the death certificates and sees the PADD that Amanda put on her desk:: Sad day
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Enters the engineering deck ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled > :: waters his marigolds in front of his store ::
Chirakis: ::as she stands there, she scrutinizes everyone who passes on the commerce deck:::
Tarisa: ::Takes her little bag and her tea and starts her usual walk through Commerce towards the TL.::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::sighs, worn out::: Yes, Mimi. Very sad day.
Tarisa: ::Gets a slight chill down her back and tail.::
Annisha: :: Tired off all these mornings.. ::
Sierra Robinson: Good Morning sir.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Yawns as she starts to wake up.::
Dacia Sandero: ::cleaning things up in Sickbay now that most of the Pakleds are gone::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Stands at the main status console ::
Amanda Davis PhD: There are two left who are still alive. :::sits::: And that makes me wonder how they can stay alive and the others can’t.
Alexis McFarland: ::tosses to her side and opens her eyes, rubbing them::
mimipavilion: Good question.
Chirakis: :::she pushes off from the window and continues her walk on the carpet, stopping next to Scott::: (w) Commander, when you have a moment, come to my office.
Tarisa: ::Takes the lift to the labs.::
Sierra Robinson: :: walks over to Nijil with her cup of coffee and a PADD ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::sets the padd aside and starts some stretching exercises.::
Amanda Davis PhD: I've given them several tests, and they look the same as the ones who died.
Scott Coleridge: ::nods:: I'll be right there. ::finishes up his current task::
mimipavilion: Hmmm...
Chirakis: :::stops next to Jyl:: (w) Let me know if you have any information from the children.
Jylliene: (w) Yes ma'am.
Alexis McFarland: ::yawns and crawls out of bed::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, Morning.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets up, and starts getting ready for the day.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I could only have coffee :: tips his cup ::
mimipavilion: We should look closer at their DNA. There has to be something there that we aren't seeing.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::closes Mimi's door:: I can't find anything that is different from the others.... but I already said that.   Hm… their DNA..... possibly.
Tarisa: ::Arrives in the lab. Starts sipping at her tea.::
Sierra Robinson: :: smiles behind her mask :: Here is the report on Station PPM, and scrubbers.
Sierra Robinson: :: Hands PADD to Nijil ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Alright... :: takes a look at the report ::
mimipavilion: ::nods:: It was their DNA and the plant DNA that got us where we are.
Chirakis: ::enters her office, leaving the door open:::
Alexis McFarland: ::emerges from her bathroom and changes into something comfy::
mimipavilion: I know I didn't look deep enough, but I'm sure there's something there.
Scott Coleridge: ::get up from his station and heads to Chirakis' office:: Jylliene, you have the conn.
Chirakis: ::relaxing on the couch, she pages through information from October, from security, and from a few others::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::still stretching, picks up the padd to add another note::
Jylliene: Yes sir.
Sierra Robinson: Better, but until all those plants are gone. :: leaves the rest unsaid ::
Scott Coleridge: ::enters Chirakis' office:: You wanted to see me, Captain?
Annisha: :: Bummed she does not get to play with the seeds ::
Tarisa: Morning exercise? ::Sets her cup down as she gets into her bag for her pastry.::
Chirakis: ::looks up::: Yes, Commander. Close the door and have a seat.
Scott Coleridge: ::follows instructions, taking a seat in a chair across from the couch::
Jylliene: ::sends Chirakis a quick message::
Chirakis: :::puts aside her tablet and presses the security button. Green light turns to blue:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Just trying to stretch. I was up late with so many experiments going. Plants, soil samples, now some seeds. A lot going on.
Tae'Lynn Dran: I need a swim.
Chirakis: Commander...... ::::long pause to think:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah, I was so distracted. Good job on the plantworks.
Sierra Robinson: With your permission I would like to contact Science and try to get some sort of compound the internal scanners can lock onto to facilitate transporting.
Tarisa: That sounds nice. ::Starts eating.:: I heard that we had picked up some seeds now.
Sierra Robinson: Family okay sir?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure, my daughter had seeds given to her by a Pakled, so they may be able to find something there.
Chirakis: It is very possible that we are being held hostage by Ragor Tal. ...
Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes. Going through normal scans and cataloging of them now.
Sierra Robinson: Gosh she did not eat any did she?
Scott Coleridge: ::listens to the theory::
Alexis McFarland: ::finishes up her breakfast::
Sierra Robinson: :: a quick adjustment of her mask and she finishes her coffee ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: No, she was going to look at them close up, maybe grow one in a chamber
Chirakis: Something will happen, it will be fixed, then something else will happen, and on it goes. His marks are all over it. However... he will never emerge. He leaves his personnel to do the dirty work.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He had yet to shake his Yith accent. If anyone found it strange they kept silent ::
Chirakis: ...and most of what is happening is inside the station.
mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Any theories?
Annisha: :: Gets dressed and starts to head out for the day ::
Scott Coleridge: Even for Tal this seems, I don’t know, convoluted. And using Pakleds?
Sierra Robinson: Anything else I can help you with at the moment sir?
Chirakis: :::slight smirk::: Pakleds are useful because it throws us off the trail and because of their ignorance.
Amanda Davis PhD: Not really, Mimi.
Amanda Davis PhD: I wish I knew more... or had more.
Chirakis: Or, at least, it would seem that the Pakleds are ignorant of everything, when they might not be.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Unless you can do time and space travel, no. This empty feeling will need to pass.
Chirakis: I have spoken to Admiral Solokov. He believes the same, as does SI-5 Director Torak.
Tarisa: Anything unusual so far? ::Washing her pastry down with her tea.::
mimipavilion: I know the feeling. After I get these death certificates dealt with I'll take a closer look at the remaining Pakleds DNA, hopefully I can find something useful.
Sierra Robinson: I don't have that power yet sir...maybe in the future. :: another unseen smile ::
Chirakis: You are always vigilant, Commander. Keep it that way.
Chirakis: Thoughts?
Sierra Robinson: Okay Lemme get to work on contacting science.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Or the past. I.. showed them how transporters worked. So I suppose they could transport me or them.
Scott Coleridge: I’ll do my best. Security has the quarantine well in hand. Medical is still investigating the interaction between the Pakleds’ DNA and the plants.
Scott Coleridge: I guess I think we should consider what the next move would be.
Alexis McFarland: ::finishes breakfast, sipping on some juice::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Nothing yet. Normally I'd just plant one and see what grew but given recent events I believe I will run a hypothetical growth simulation first, once all the scans are completed.
Dacia Sandero: ::in the medical lab, doing over some Pakleds DNA samples::
Sierra Robinson: That would be an interesting field trip for myself.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::nods::: I'll keep watch on the Pakleds that are still alive and don't seem to have a problem with their DNA.
Nijil tr'Korjata: ::: looks at the display :: This cleanup will take some time.
Chirakis: Agreed.
Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Better to be safe.
Tae'Lynn Dran: Simulated plagues are much easier to clean up anyways.
mimipavilion: ::nods::
Tarisa: ::Smiles:: Indeed.
Sierra Robinson: Indeed....:: walks over to communications bay ::
Scott Coleridge: I don't have any bright ideas on that front yet.
Sierra Robinson: + Science + Engineering to Science
Chirakis: Nor do I...
Tarisa: ::Ear perks up.:: +Engineering+ Go ahead.
Chirakis: However, there are clandestine personnel on the station. They keep close watches. Either you or I will receive a message. You will not know from whence it came, but there will be a code attached. Only you and I will have that information.
Sierra Robinson: + Science + Lt jg Robinson speaking, have we been able to isolate any molecular compound unique to the invasive plant brought aboard the station?
Alexis McFarland: ::on her bed, readings a PADD::
Chirakis: They will look and act like ordinary people throughout the station.
Sierra Robinson: + Science + We are looking for something the internal sensor array can use to target the offensive plants for transport.
Scott Coleridge: I thought that merchant was looking at me funny the other day.
Chirakis: That merchant?
Tarisa: +Sierra+ I will send you the specs I used when we first began targeting them.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::checks the patients who seem to be healing:::
Scott Coleridge: Yeah, a merchant on the commerce level. Gave me a funny look as I walked by.
Sierra Robinson: + Tarisa + Thank you. I'll contact you for questions.
Tarisa: +Sierra+ Understood. :;Walks over to a console, and begins sends the data to Engineering.::
Alexis McFarland: ::wonders what Miana is up to::
Chirakis: If you saw him again, would you recognize him?
Sierra Robinson: :: Hopes she can get the internal sensor arrays something to lock on unique to the plant to beam the blasted things into space ::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Had just finished breakfast and was ready to run around.::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: looks on at what looks to be another no business day while in his store ::
Alexis McFarland: ::heads out of her room and over to Miana's::
mimipavilion: ::finishes the death certificates and takes a closer, in-depth look at the DNA samples of the Pakleds::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Almost crashes into Alexis as she was doing the same.:: Yay!
Alexis McFarland: Oof. Miana ::smiles, hugs::
Tarisa: Miana> ::purrs.:
Alexis McFarland: Hey, full of energy again.
Sierra Robinson: :: begins PADDworm work reading science data ::
Scott Coleridge: Oh, probably not.
Chirakis: ::nod:::
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: Thank you
Chirakis: Very well....
Chirakis: TBS will be noon - 1200 or 12:00
Chirakis: Commander, any thoughts?
Scott Coleridge: No
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
Chirakis: Besides exhaustion.
Chirakis: Seeing none....
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.


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