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Chirakis

Sky Harbor Aegis | 15 January 2021

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 1/15/21 = /\

= /\= 26 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.179 \ =

TBS is 4 hours - the time is 1400 hours (2:00 pm) Aegis Local.

Two weeks have passed and Aegis has settled down to normalcy.

All areas of the base are monitored.

USS Missouri keeps watch under cloak.

USS Iowa's fleet floats casually through the area.

Security monitors all areas of the station.

Under cover security mix with the locals, listening for intel.

Captain Chirakis receives a devastating message from SFCommand.

 

Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=

Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=

 

Jylliene: ::CnC, Ops::

Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay, doing the rounds::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::on CnC working at science station::

mimipavilion: ::still on CnC at a mission configured console::

Alexis McFarland: ::playing with Miana and Annisha::

Sierra Robinson: :: enjoying a late lunch at the commerce level ::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::running through a supply list::

Chirakis: :::CnC holding back her sorrow::::

Calestorm: ::plainclothes on Promenade, patrol and watching::

Tarisa: ::Arrives on the CnC, she heads over to science and Dran.:: Good afternoon.

Tae'Lynn Dran: Hello.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Running around, giggling.::

Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: making a sale of Stem Bolts to a Bajoran who seems to think they are important ::

Amanda Davis PhD: :::writing reports in her office in the medical complex:::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: After two weeks, Nijil has come to terms with the remnants left over from his experience. Along with the vivid memories of his time as Prani, an engineer from another time and place, he sometimes hears Muuhi in his head. In the end he is the only one that can unravel exactly to what extent they are both a part of him ::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking current stocks with possible supply requests::

Tarisa: Miana> Hey, can we go to Commerce? I want to look around. ::Twinkles in her eyes as her tail swishes.:: Plus we can get yummies.

Alexis McFarland: Mm, yes let's go. I like yummies.

Calestorm: ::adjusts ballcap promoting Klingon golf team as she window shops::

Dacia Sandero: ::looks round, treating some patients::

Tarisa: ::Goes to the Aux Sci console.:: Is everything in order?

Jylliene: ::continues to monitor station reports - shipments, arrivals, departures, and passive internal sensors::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Was 2 pm local a bad time for coffee? Not according to Commander Cayne. As long as he heard can take it another mug of warmth it is ::

mimipavilion: ::looks up and looks around CnC, seeing that something is a bit off with the Captain, decides not to push the issue::

Tarisa: Miana> Yay!

Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes. Rather quiet at the moment.

Sierra Robinson: :: looks over Drakum's noting the establishment now has customers...a sign of an attempt at normalcy ...but the soup and salad is the only normal for her ::

Alexis McFarland: ::smiles and heads to the commerce section::

Chirakis: ::pacing CnC, she turns to see Mimi::: Doctor. :::polite nod::

mimipavilion: ::goes back to work on the console::

mimipavilion: ::looks up and nods:: Captain.

Tarisa: ::Smiles.:: Humans seem to think quiet is a bad thing.

Sierra Robinson: Bajoran> These are multipurpose tools?? Peter> Yes! For many things! Peter's does not disappoint!

Tae'Lynn Dran: I've noticed this.

Chirakis: :::continues her pace:::

Annisha: :: Snips and snails and puppy dog tails... are not what little mischievous Annisha is made of this afternoon. Always plotting. Always looking for an angle, and always with her friends ::

Chirakis: ::then she notices Jylliene::::

Annisha: :: to Alexis :: Are we going to try a new place this time?

Tarisa: Though with sensitive hearing, quiet does not usually come to my species.

Tae'Lynn Dran: Perhaps the universe was actually made for them. It seems to send them as much noise as they can handle on a surprisingly regular basis.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Skipping along.::

Tarisa: ::Smirks.:: Indeed.

Alexis McFarland: Yeah, maybe. There was this new French pastry shop I wanted to try. Mommy said it was good.

Tarisa: Miana> Ooooh. ::Arrives on Commerce.::

Sierra Robinson: Drakum's host> Tea refill?   Me> Yes...last one...duty calls...

Calestorm: ::takes a break, leans against a strut/bulkhead::

Tae'Lynn Dran: One of the things I miss most from home is silence except for the sound of the wind and waves.

Annisha: Let me scout the level. :: She gets out her boomerang and flings it. The tiny spinner flies away, arching around the far junction.

Tarisa: That sounds appealing.

Alexis McFarland: ::watches Annisha:: Oooh

Calestorm: ::withdraws a data slate from plain green flight jacket, makes appearance of checking:::

Annisha: :: flips out her eduPADD ::

Tarisa: Miana> ::Watching the boomerang fly, resisting the urge to try and catch it. Though her tail does poof out a little.::

Jylliene: ::continues monitoring::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: The 8 Year old Obese Bolian Child walks up to Calestrom :: Hey!!! Cool Hat!!!!! I want one like that!!!!

Calestorm: (Wait, what? A boomerang?)

Annisha: Any moment now. :: she puts up her hand and catches the returning boomerang with no effort ::

mimipavilion: (Kids these days)

Tarisa: Miana> Wow!

Alexis McFarland: Nice catch.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Klingon stuff kicks arse!!!! Cya!!! :: wanders off to the other kids ::

Annisha: Now to see where the people are, or were. We can see the lines of people at each place.

Calestorm: ::eyeballs the Bolian kid as he waddles off:: uh....thank you?

Alexis McFarland: Hopefully the pastry shop isn't too busy

Tarisa: Miana> Chubbs! ::Waves.::

Chirakis: :::watching Jyllene closely::: (W) Commander Kital you seem... weary. If you need to relax, take a break. Lt Cunningham will take your place.

Alexis McFarland: ::waves::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::continues working on the supply list:: Think we may ever get a science mission off station?

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Someone calls my name...I am ...in demand...:: waddles over to Miana at his own pace ::

Amanda Davis PhD: :::signs the report, puts aside for another one:::

Calestorm: ::and withdraws a data padd from plain green flight jacket::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at a lot of maps and charts. Begins to wonder if stellar cartography was a missed calling for him over security and other need-to-know assignments ::

Scott Coleridge: ::walking the commerce level::

Tarisa: With the tensions lately? It does not seem likely.

Jylliene: ::nods:: Thank you. I appreciate that.

Annisha: Ah, no line at two places, a line at Blubby's... bah. Only a few at There be Fish.

Sierra Robinson: :: sips her tea and checks her Chrono :: Urhh....never enough time..

Alexis McFarland: ::eventually, they see the pastry shop with its displays filled with an assortment of French pastries and such::

Jylliene: Perhaps a brief break.

Annisha: :: glances up at Chubbs ::

Alexis McFarland: There be Fish? I like their fish sticks.

Annisha: They have fish in all shapes.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Is now torn between fish and French sweets.::

Chirakis: ::nods, turns and snaps a finger::: Lt Cunningham, take Ops.

Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh well. Think I may schedule some holodeck time for a field survey simulation.

Sierra Robinson: :: stands and leaves her payment making a brief stretch and says under her breath :: The EPS calls....

Calestorm: ::winces as a camera drone buzzes overhead/flies by and downloads Info to padd via SEC wifi::

Alexis McFarland: ::why not both? She buys a few croissants and some other pastries, gives Miana an eclair::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: finally gets to the other kids :: Hey what is happening! Am I too late?

Tarisa: ::Nods:: It will at least change things in your routine.

Alexis McFarland: We're getting snacks.

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders what Jylliene is doing. Nijil liked to walk the station while reviewing repairs, hoping that he was in the right place when something arose that needed his personal touch ::

Jylliene: ::steps away to take a brief respite::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Relax... :: he heard in his head ::

Annisha: Fish tacos?

Alexis McFarland: ::bites into a croissant:: Sure! Sounds good to me!

Chirakis: ::Jylliene::: Take as long as you need to, Commander.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Gleeful squeal as she eats the eclair.::

Annisha: Au are not late, we are going to...fish... French.

Jylliene: Thank you ma'am. Perhaps a cup of tea. I'll be back shortly.

Calestorm: ::mutters:: dang...<words>...drone. :: checks feed incoming on data slate, tapping at screen keys::

Sierra Robinson: :: Exits the establishment and heads to Engineering...taking note of kids scrambling around....she smiles briefly but the reality is things are really dangerous right now...or that is what she has been told.::

Chirakis: Of course.

Jylliene: ::to the TL::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey! I want some!!!

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::saves her progress on the supply list and brings up simulation environments ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Does something he really should not do, but sees where Jy is on his SystemPADD ::

Alexis McFarland: ::hands him a pastry:: I don't know what it is, but here.

Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh :: he says seeing she's leaving CnC ::

Calestorm: (The kids are on the promenade?)

Alexis McFarland: (yes)

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: inspects pastry and takes a bite :: Yummy..what is this?

Chirakis: :::turns away as Cunningham takes her place:::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Flips over to see where Annisha is... Commerce level ::

Tarisa: ((yep aka Commerce))

Chirakis: (no telling... they could be anywhere)

Alexis McFarland: It’s... it's French.

Sierra Robinson: :: enters lift and designates her destination :: Engineering.

Calestorm: (Ahhhhh! Thanks to both)

Annisha: A whole lotta sugar.

Alexis McFarland: ::nods::

Jylliene: ::to the commerce level for tea::

Chirakis: :::steps aside:: (w) +com+ Commander Coleridge, my office. Now.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Sweetness. :: Finishes it ::

Tarisa: Miana> Mmmm sugar... ::Tail twitches a bit.::

Alexis McFarland: Let's get fish tacos.

Tae'Lynn Dran: Now let's see frozen tundra or rainforest? M-Class or something more toxic. ::scrolling through the list::

Tarisa: Miana> Yay fish!

Alexis McFarland: ...and maybe a drink. I'm getting thirsty.

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: is close to the commerce level overview platform, a good place to see everything without being in the middle of everything ::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Yeah I can use a shake right now...that sweet made me thirsty.

Tarisa: ::Smiles as she goes through some files, listening to Dran pick her adventure.::

Annisha: Would that be a French Vanilla shake? :: laughs ::

Jylliene: ::visits a coffee/tea shop to have some tea::

Scott Coleridge: +Chirakis+ On my way.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> That sounds good. If only I could find one...!

Alexis McFarland: ::giggle::

Scott Coleridge: ::enters a TL:: CnC.

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks down upon his subjects....using the station's power and other utilities ::

Tarisa: Miana> ::joke passes over her head.::

Amanda Davis PhD: :::takes a deep sigh as she finishes her reports, exits her office, and prepares for more blisters, brushes, cuts, and tumbling over something that just happened to be in the way:::

Chirakis: :::waiting in her office::::

Sierra Robinson: Bajoran> What are these? Peter Pakled> PADD weights. To keep your PADDs from flying away. WIth Peter Pakled name brand ...very collectable!

Alexis McFarland: ::looking around the commerce section::

Chirakis: :::the door open:::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Spies his e'lev :: +Jylliene+ Hey, look up at the upper platform. ::Nijil waves frantically, hoping she can see him ::

Annisha: Are we still getting fish?

Jylliene: ::glances up, smiles::

Scott Coleridge: ::exits TL onto the CnC and heads into Chirakis' office, closing the door behind him::

Sierra Robinson: :: enters Main Engineering and proceeds to her work station, checking for a quick SITREP...::

Alexis McFarland: Yes, I think so. Fish and shakes, what a combo.

Tarisa: Miana> Mmm

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> I'll go for the Shake....I'm game!

Jylliene: ::waves to Nijil::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Changes to a holographic view of the sector, hoping to see something of interest. An invasion perhaps, armada of ships from the Alliance waiting to pounce on the station ::

Chirakis: :::waits a minute or two::: Commander.... ::slight sigh::: we have lost two excellent covert operators.

Scott Coleridge: Oh?

Calestorm: ::orders caffeinated beverage via data padd, glances up::

Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Are you alright? This is an out of time break for you right?

Alexis McFarland: ::looking at the menu of the fish place::

Jylliene: +Nijil+ Just a little tired.

Annisha: Ah tacos, the crunchy sandwich.

Calestorm: ::slips padd inside jacket, looks about::

Chirakis: :::turns toward the window:::: Yes. Kran Magkor, Ragor Tal's primary assassin.... and a master of torture.

Alexis McFarland: ...and fish sticks.

Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Oh oh, anything I can help with? Some special meal when we get home?

Tarisa: Miana> ::Orders fish tacos and a mango/strawberry smoothie.::

Alexis McFarland: ::orders a crunchy fish sandwich and a French vanilla shake::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: Orders the French Vanilla Shake ::

Jylliene: +nijil+ Sure.

Calestorm: (That's a combination!)

Chirakis: They were..... tortured..... horribly.

Annisha: The secret to these tacos is the sauce, and the fish....and the tortilla.

Tae'Lynn Dran: I should probably randomize the environmental settings. If it's to be a true training exercise I might as well be as surprised as whoever I bring along. Speaking of which ::now pulling up the life sciences roster and seeing who hasn't had enough field time::

Alexis McFarland: Nice, the sandwich too, and the bread.

Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Let me come down. This seems silly over the comms.

Scott Coleridge: ::listening::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil disappears from view, heading back to the lift to take him down to the commerce level proper ::

Tarisa: Miana> Yummy!

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: enters Peter Pakled Store and starts shopping ::

Jylliene: +Nijil+ Yes.

Calestorm: ::moves off, checking to the right again::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijl reaches the commerce level and walks towards his mate ::

Calestorm: ::walks in direction of the Pakled store::

Chirakis: Their bodies were sent to Starfleet Command. :::turns to Scott::: A horrible death.  ::turning her pain into anger:: 

Sierra Robinson: :: monitors the EPS grid checking for any degradation of Efficiency which could be the result of illicit power usage ::

Alexis McFarland: ::eating her sandwich, as she people watches::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Jolan tru me e'lev.

Jylliene: Jolan tru!

Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> Anything more? < Bajoran> No I think I purchased enough gifts. May the Prophets be with you. :: departs ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Embraces Jy, albeit gently ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Ua fulufulua lou fulufulu

Chirakis: :::turns to stare into space, devastated:::

Jylliene: ::peers at Nijil::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Pardon, a Yith expression. Your fur seems ruffled.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey.. are we eating here?

Annisha: Yes, let's sit just outside. :: She says, two tacos and a citrus shake in both hands ::

Alexis McFarland: Unless you wanna eat somewhere else?

Jylliene: ...fur?

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan > :: looking at Stem Bolts among other things in the odd selection of useless items Peter Pakled's Store contains ::

Calestorm: ::as she turns her head, smashes nose first into a wall of synthetic leather and cloth::

Nijil tr'Korjata: We, I mean they have fur.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Sipping on her smoothie, Looking to Chubbs, then follows Annisha.::

Alexis McFarland: Sure, let's go. ::puts her fish taco in a to go bag::

Calestorm: ::splutters::

Nijil tr'Korjata: I had fur all that time. It was... well, an experience.

Nijil tr'Korjata: Baths are way more involved if anything. :: looks at her tea :: Something to calm your nerves perhaps?

Jylliene: Ah. That would be.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: waddles along with the kids all the while slurping his shake ::

Alexis McFarland: ::sips her shake as well::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking beyond the Aegis sector ::

Calestorm: 2nd Nausicaan> ::Cale:: ::growls at her:: watch where you go!

Scott Coleridge: ::not really good at the whole "consoling" thing::

Chirakis: :::slow turn::: You and I are the only ones who will know. If you wish, you may return to duty, but this must remain confidential.

Chirakis: Understood?

Sierra Robinson: :: Checks ODN transmission rates looking for any slowdowns that could suggest someone illegally using the network ::

Calestorm: ::gets bearings:: oh. Damn. You're tall. Um, Hello.

Nijil tr'Korjata: (Someone stealing HBO again Sierra?)

Sierra Robinson: ( Being Vigilant!!! Yes!!! hehe )

Calestorm: ::backs away, raises hands:: yessir, I meant no harm.

Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Understood.

Jylliene: Yes - need it.

Alexis McFarland: ::takes a bite of her sandwich::

Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> May I help you....::said to the Nausicaan in his store::

Tarisa: Miana> ::starts eating.:: Mmm

Amanda Davis PhD: :::making her rounds in the Medical Complex::::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks the the Omicron Persei system ::

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> What is this? :: holds PADD weight :: <Peter Pakled>Meant to keep your PADDs from falling!

Jylliene: Soup would sound good tonight.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> I defeated many Klingons in the holosuite...they could not stand up to my feet!

Nijil tr'Korjata: How about a massage when you get home after dinner? I learned more than engineering with the Yith.

Alexis McFarland: Nice.

Calestorm: Nausicaan> ::squints:: ::agitated, swings shopping bag about:: if we must watch our step, you shall also!!

Annisha: :: happily eating her taco ::

Jylliene: That would be good. ::Smiles::

Calestorm: ::continues backing up:: Absotootly! Just passing by, won't happen again.

Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her sandwich, and begins eating her fish taco::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Maybe I can regale you in a tale of Yith. Well, maybe not. I must talk about it too much.

Chirakis: :::looking out the window, holding down her emotions:::: Dismissed, Commander.

Sierra Robinson: Crewman> Lieutenant, here is the latest environmental report....The upgrades are performing very well. <me> Yes....until those plants change their DNA again.... it appears we’re good.. But we must keep watch...good work...

Tarisa: Miana> We fight dragons! You should come and play with us sometime.

Calestorm: Entitled Nausicaan> ::huffs:: are you mocking me?

Annisha: I'm a witch on that program.

Chirakis: Lt Cunningham has taken Commander Kital's station for a few hours.

Annisha: I can even float on water...

Alexis McFarland: I'm a knight.  I don't float.

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> Good Gifts for my wife? <Peter Pakled> Of Course....

Scott Coleridge: ::turns and leaves Chirakis' office, visibly unsettled::

Calestorm: ::to Entitled:: would *never* mock a man holding a lingerie bag!

Tarisa: Miana> I am a Red Mage. I use magic and a sword! I can sometimes float.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Hey I want to play! I can be ...I can Be....I can be....what can I be?

Annisha: I cast spells and make poisons, err, I mean potions.

Calestorm: ::oops:: ::I said that outloud::

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan Shopper> :: makes purchase after demanding money back guarantee ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: (Nausicaan lingerie shoppe incoming...)

Tarisa: Miana> There are a bunch of things you can be.

Calestorm: (Boggles the mind, eh?)

mimipavilion: ::doesn't like reports but they have to be done and sometimes in a different setting::

Annisha: Monk... oh oh, cleric.

Annisha: You can be a tiefling. You get to wear horns.

Alexis McFarland: Ooh, you'd be good as either.

Calestorm: Entitled Nausicaan> ::growls::

Sierra Robinson: Computer Run Program Sierra Diagnostic Alpha One...

Calestorm: Whoa, easy Big Guy! I meant...I mean...::will handle this exactly like....a predecessor!::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets a drink of his own. Did not matter what it was, just happy to see Jylliene ::

Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: Approaches Entitled Nausicaan :: What is going on?

Calestorm: ::looks at Nausicaan1 and then 2::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Glances to see Coleridge coming out of the office, looking a bit...off ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Anything going on with command

Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: a hair shorter than Entitled Nausicaan..which is Seven Feet something ::

Calestorm: Nope!! ::turns and books::

Nijil tr'Korjata: The workboard is getting shorter and shorter in engineering. I'm glad Robinson joined our team.

Chirakis: :::slow exit from her office and walks slowly toward Cayne::: Report, Commander?

Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: chortles and then mentions to Entitled Nausicaan :: Got my wife Something.

Alexis McFarland: ::eats her taco::

Annisha: :: Sips her citrus drink ::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Woah those guys are huge....:: Sees Nausicaans from a distance ::

Annisha: Au just have to know how to handle them.

Alexis McFarland: ::peers over at what Chubbs is looking at:: Ahh, Nausicans. ::sips her shake::

Calestorm: ::running like a gazelle, speaking into hidden Comm/wrist:: +SEC+ ...I need two grunts on Prom deck,

Tarisa: Miana> ::Finishes her food, and sips on her smoothie. Looks up, seeing the 2 giants.:: Eep!

Amanda Davis PhD: :::Patching up a few who should not have been fighting outside the arena:::

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> I'm off to the local watering hole....:: walks over to Liquids ::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees a beep from the commerce level :: What now...

Calestorm: ::am.too.old.for.this::

Chirakis: ::once more to Cayne::: Commander? Report.

Calestorm: ::finds a closed kiosk and leans against::

Sierra Robinson: :: watches as the bar slowly progresses on her screen she looks at the 3D Display ::

Chirakis: Send security to the commerce deck.

Chirakis: Then I need a report.

Chirakis: :::*not* in a good mood::::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh :: to Jy :: I need to send my log to the doctor. :: Sends his personal log of his 'mental experiences' over to Mimi ::

mimipavilion: ::watches what's going on::

Jylliene: Very well.

Sierra Robinson: Shopper Nausicaan> :: takes a seat at Liquids :: Ale!!! :: then sets his gift bag on the bar counter ::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Sector is clear Captain. Checking outer sectors now.

Calestorm: +Sec+ all is well ::pants:: just have the boys finish this patrol cycle....

Chirakis: Check them all.

Calestorm: ::glances at the chubby kid from earlier::

Sierra Robinson: Bajoran > :: smiles at the Nausicaan encounter and goes about his business ::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Is the storm far away or are we in its center? I can't be certain. Aye. I'll do a multi-threaded report

mimipavilion: ::receives a message ping and side nods and reads the report from Nijil::

Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her taco::

Calestorm: ::cocks head, pulls off cap:: Here you go kid.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Kick Arse!!!! Thanks!!!

Annisha: :: finishes hers as well

Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis: Thank you

Chirakis: Well done, as usual.

Chirakis: TBS will be until 6 pm. You all can relax... unless you're Chirakis, who seldom relaxes.

Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander?

Scott Coleridge: Nope

Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?

Calestorm: (Thank you for letting me Sim, command Staff!)

Calestorm: (And everyone)

Chirakis: I was about to say we're glad to see you here.

Calestorm: w0ot!

Chirakis: Heh... Anyone else?

Chirakis: very well...

Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.

 

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