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Chirakis

Sky Harbor Aegis | 26 February 2021

=/\= Aegis Mission Brief | 26 February 2021 =/\=
14 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.196
TBS is 20 hours - the time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis Local.


Alpha Watch settles into its usual routine.
Captain Chirakis is aboard USS Missouri.
Aegis personnel relax with their families and friends.
At 0700 Graveyard Watch passed to Alpha Watch
Personnel settle in for another calm day.
At least they hope it will be calm. 

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

Tarisa: ::At the SCI console on CnC.::

Chirakis: :::in her office, door open, going through the usual mess of paperwork:::

Dacia Sandero: ::in the sickbay, drinking a cup of morning tea while she goes over her notes and reports::

Tarisa: Miana> ::Having breakfast.::

Jylliene: ::quarters::

Calestorm: Newbie> ::on call in SEC office; monitoring well, the monitors::

Alexis McFarland: ::also having breakfast::

mimipavilion: ::in medical, going over reports::

Jylliene: ::scrolling through the news on her PADD::

Amanda Davis PhD: :::medical complex, tending to patients:::

Calestorm: ::sips from coffee mug that says "Because I Was Inverted"::

Sierra Robinson: ( Epic Crash...lol )

Calestorm: (::thumbs up::)

Alexis McFarland: ::rubs her eyes and yawns::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Enters main engineering pushing a cart::

Chirakis: ::leans back in her chair, retrieving more and more information.... too much information, that is:::

Sierra Robinson: :: is drinking coffee while viewing the 3D holographic display...her normal opening routine...::

Calestorm: ::enters information via inset keyboard, glances at data padd::

Jylliene: ::reading::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holding D'Rynn in his arms ::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Logging into his terminal ::

Sierra Robinson: :: turns spotting Dran :: Good Morning Lieutenant..

Jylliene: Thinking of anything in particular? ::to Nijil::

Tae'Lynn Dran: Hello. ::pushes the cart over towards Sierra::

Jylliene: Like, say, that scent emanating from the child in your arms?

Sierra Robinson: What do we have here? :: sets her coffee down ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: No, just watching him. Well, remembering things said to me.

Calestorm: ::frowns:: +Redshirt+ Mason, this is Cale. Can you check on that Promenade kiosk that had trouble the other day?

Tae'Lynn Dran: I managed to burn up my first test subjects. I gathered some higher capacity sensor units from storage. I need to stress test their thermal load

Jylliene: ::hears some tooting coming from the boy, punctuating Nijil's statement::

Jylliene: What kinds of things?

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::picks up an oblong looking device:: Subspace variance analyzer. Finicky bit of tech but I think it can handle at least a 10% power increase.

Tarisa: ::Running her hands along the console, as she checks areas highlighted to her by night watch with the long range sensors.::

Sierra Robinson: You might need Engineering laboratory's equipment to assist your testing, follow me. :: starts walking to the back corner of the engineering deck ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Muuhi could not stop giving me advice. We- ugh. :: Gets up to change him...again. ::

Chirakis: :::sighs, tossing her PADD onto the desk and retrieving her tablet and hooking it to her uniform, before exiting the office::::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::pushes the card along as she follows::

Calestorm: +Mason+ yeah...yep. If those Jarheads are still around, call me..I'll come and bust some heads ::growls::...okay...

mimipavilion: ::notes the typical night that has fallen on medical over the last few nights: minimal patients and things are quiet::

Chirakis: ::approaches Cayne::: SitRep, commander? All quiet on the Aegis front?

Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her breakfast, watching some holo-vids on her PADD::

Jylliene: ::calls out:: What advice did she give?

Dacia Sandero: ::checking in on the patients in the sickbay::

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Nothing on short or long range scans. Everyone departing or arriving at the station is on schedule.

Sierra Robinson: :: approaches a door and inputs a code on a small panel near it , it opens....revealing a small lab with tools, containment vessels and other odd things :: Welcome to the....mysterious Geek Cave that is the Engineering lab ..

Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, some of it was about babies jumping all over the place, but I think she was speaking of the Yith's strong legs.

Alexis McFarland: ::her parents tell her they were assigned a new runabout for diplomatic missions by Starfleet... wants a ride on the runabout, even if it is just a run-of-the-mill Danube class::

Nijil tr'Korjata: A bit about what you would go through if they were anything like us.

Jylliene: ::nods, listening::

Chirakis: :::considers that, then sighs:::

Tae'Lynn Dran: Nice. Fewer coffee stains than I expected.

Sierra Robinson: Let's set your new gizmo on the counter there....

Alexis McFarland: Dad> Maybe I'll let you drive. They're pretty easy to fly.

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::sends another request to Aegis ops to be allowed to depart on schedule:: They can't do this to me. Don't they know who I am? I'm the victim in this situation.

Alexis McFarland: Oooh!

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::sets the oblong device on the table::

Nijil tr'Korjata: She spoke of development, her research into consciousness technology, what it means to be you.

Tarisa: ::Checks off each area on the list as she looks around.::

Sierra Robinson: So ....what exactly are you developing here....a small scale prototype for your sensor array?

Nijil tr'Korjata: Also what would happen to me if I couldn't get back.

Calestorm: ::delves into correspondence for the SEC office....muttering that things don't change much even:: 

mimipavilion: ::goes and checks the inventory::

Chirakis: OPS> :::turns in the captain's direction::: Kovar requests permission to depart on schedule, Captain.

Chirakis: Request denied.

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at an overview of the exterior of the stations ::

Calestorm: (The Missouri is docked?)

Chirakis: (Missouri is cloaked not far away from Aegis)

Nijil tr'Korjata: She assures me you all would have been alright. :: He turned to smile at Jylliene, D'Rynn still held tight in his arms ::

Tae'Lynn Dran: At the moment there's nothing too new about my concept. I simply want to increase range by increasing power. But, to prevent damage I am only overpowering sensor nodes for a short time. Jumping from one sensor pallet to the next. I believe the human concept of a Gatling gun might fit.

Calestorm: (TY! Just wanted to be sure)

Jylliene: Glad she reassured you.

Jylliene: ::grins::

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::growls and slams his fist against a panel:: Should have bought that moon and retired.

Fletcher Jackson: :::he's late and he takes over OPS:::

Nijil tr'Korjata: I think she's still here, in a fashion. Crazy dreams.

Tae'Lynn Dran: Though so far powering them long enough for any reasonable signal to be gathered is resulting in more smoke than signal.

Sierra Robinson: Your emitter can't handle what you are sending into it.....

Chirakis: ::turns to Fletcher and steps down beside him::: (w) You are late, Ensign. Dock in pay and a few other things I can think of.

Sierra Robinson: :: grabs a device from a counter that appears to be some sort of optical magnification device for a better look at the fail ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Freshly changed, D'Rynn decided he was hungry ::

Fletcher Jackson: Y...yes, Ma'am. I mean yes, Captain.

Chirakis: (w) It will not happen again.

Jylliene: ::holds out her hands for D'Rynn::

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan > :: enters Drankum's with the Captain of the freighter Lord Whorfin ::

Fletcher Jackson: No, ma'am, it won't. I mean, I won't. I mean... :::deep breath:: Yes, Captain.

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hands him over :: Need to give my arms a rest. Like holding a box of spanners.

Tae'Lynn Dran: I'm hoping these heavier duty units will work.

Tarisa: ::Ear twitches at the CnC conversation. She finishes her scan list, and catalogues the results.::

Sierra Robinson: :: begins magnifying :: Gatling Gun....sounds like an ancient earth weapon. Cannot place in my mind....something Cowboys used?

Chirakis: :::steps back to Cayne::: Commander, you have the CON. I have a few things to attend to.

Jylliene: Have you checked in with engineering lately? Or avoiding it until you're ready to return?

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Understood.

Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, they have not called me back just yet, but my fear is they will want to see him rather than me.

Sierra Robinson: Oh that is something I should know I suppose being from Earth..... :: chuckles :: Yup....Too much juice for these guys. Crispy critter creation.

Chirakis: ::steps into the lift:: Docking bay 3B.

mimipavilion: ::finishes up with inventory and has a lot of things to request::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Trying to keep D'Lynn to yourself?

Jylliene: ::chuckles::

Sierra Robinson: :: backs away from the magnifier :: But you knew that.

Tae'Lynn Dran: I haven't been able to determine the point of failure.

Calestorm: SEC office>::checks on various open channels::

Tae'Lynn Dran: Somewhere between there standby power level, peak, and cool down it just goes poof.

Chirakis: :::exits the lift and enters, checking the area:::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil sighed :: I'll have to bring him eventually.

mimipavilion: ::goes into her office, sits down and starts compiling her requisition list::

Sierra Robinson: Well, it appears your power going here to this part is trying to dictate to which sensor node to send the juice to next and how much to give said nodes...

Fletcher Jackson: :::wants a donut reeeeeally bad::::

Jylliene: Oh, of course. We'll have to introduce him to the rest of the crew.

Annisha: :: Annisha enters the room, rubbing her eyes ::

Tae'Lynn Dran: So I'm frying the control circuits? No wonder I couldn't get any readings from the sensors.

Calestorm: ::updates data Padd, locks down office and transfers mobile command to padd::

Chirakis: :::slow walk toward Docking Bay 3B::::

Alexis McFarland: ::in her room, playing with her PADD::

Calestorm: ::checks on comm ping and then exits office::

Chirakis: ::Paying no attention to the workers who are really undercover security:::

Annisha: :: In her hand she held a strangely constructed instrument, familiar, yet unlike the others they had lying around ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Hey sweets, late to rise. What do you have there?

Calestorm: +Breaker+ I've gone mobile, office is locked down....::enters Lift::

Sierra Robinson: I think the control circuit is the problem, it is not performing the way you want to yes. It might be having trouble attempting to rapidly handle power transfers to your sensor nodes.

Sierra Robinson: Maybe we need to boost the processing speed of the control circuit?

Annisha: :: Yawns :: Must be one of your instruments, cause it ain't mine.

Chirakis: ::stops::: +com+ Lt Calestorm, meet me in Docking Bay 3B.

Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh let me se- :: Nijil reached out for it and recognized it ::

Tae'Lynn Dran: Worth a try

Calestorm: ::glances up out of habit::

Jylliene: What is it?

Calestorm: +Chirakis+ ...aye, Sir. Docking 3B. ::falls into old school habit of repeating::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil examined it, flipping it in his hands :: It's my custom uke I made.

Jylliene: ::nods::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He looked at Annisha :: Where did you get this?

Annisha: What? It was on the table this morning before au all got up.

Dacia Sandero: ::checking some of the experiments they were working on in the medical labs::

Sierra Robinson: Captain Bigboote> Cargo is intact and the journey was uneventful. The Klingons were.....most accommodating. Once I am refueled I will be off this Federation Tank...and off to the destination. All survived so far.

Calestorm: ::exits Lift, brisk jaunt/walk to intended area::

Chirakis: ::spots Calestorm::: Lieutenant, we have a job to do.

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: smiles at Bigboote while consuming his Drankum's beer :: Good.. Remember we need 200 of them to satisfy the order.

Nijil tr'Korjata: But... I did not make this here. :: His emotions welled up for a moment :: I made this over 1,400 years ago.

Chirakis: And that is....

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::fuming on his bridge, trying to figure out what he can do to make sure he can make his next delivery run::

Calestorm: ::whirls:: Yes Sir. ::to Chirakis::

Jylliene: So.. you brought it with you somehow?

Nijil tr'Korjata: This is a modified Yith instrument. I had to re-tune it.

Jylliene: Your body didn't physically travel; how would that have happened?

Chirakis: We're going to take a tour of the Haradia with Captain Kovar.

Nijil tr'Korjata: No, I could not have brought it. I need to have it scanning for replication.

Chirakis: ..but he doesn't know that yet.

Sierra Robinson: :: spins her chair to some boxes :: I wonder if an ODN relay regulator might be able to handle your speed issue... It governs it's transactions fast...given we deal with optics, but attached to something else would it work....

Calestorm: ::looks askance, small grin:: Sir. You were a ninja in a past life. And Aye...::grin kinda goes. ...feral::..

Calestorm: ::Chirakis:: with pleasure.

Chirakis: And you are here because I need someone with me... someone who can endure what that captain might not enjoy.... at all.

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He gingerly placed it on the table in front of their couch :: If this is real, then they sent it back.

Calestorm: ::eyebrow arch:: ::Chirakis:: ::nods::

Chirakis: ::approaches the ship and requests entry:::

Sierra Robinson: ODN network has to process internal transactions very fast.. :: hands Lt. Dran a box :: Give this bugger a shot at controlling your energy flow. Of course you don't send the energy through it...it would burn up ...rather fast.

Calestorm: ::falls in, no more then two steps behind the Captain::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: He slumped into the couch cushion :: And I made it possible.

mimipavilion: ::finishes up the list and submits it::

Jylliene: Incredible, if it is. Should someone be notified?

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> :: shoves a PADD to BigBoote:: This is your initial payment the rest will be sent to you upon delivery to Cardassia...

Tae'Lynn Dran: So, let's see. I'll need a separate power line for the control and sensor module.

Chirakis: ::stops at the entrance::: Captain Chirakis and Lt Calestorm to see Captain Kovar.

Calestorm: ::features are schooled, eyes miss nothing::

Nijil tr'Korjata: No, not yet. I can only deal with one crisis at a time.

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::sees Chirakis and Calestrom on a monitor and says something in Tellarite::

Tae'Lynn Dran: I may also need something to step down the output energy from the module.

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> ::opens the external door::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Though I may set up our wormhole generator to send those stinky diapers into the void.

Jylliene: Probably not recommended, all told.

Tae'Lynn Dran: This is going to quickly get cumbersome.

Calestorm: ::levels a Tier Two glare from over the Captains shoulder::

Sierra Robinson: Aye...but this is a test device... Eventually you will get it too work! :: smiles :: If you need any parts let me know we have spares of many things....

Chirakis: Captain Kovar, I am Captain Chirakis and :::waves a hand::: Lt Calestorm, here to take a look at your ship's interior. I understand that it is very interesting.

Tae'Lynn Dran: This is turning from an upgrade to a research paper. Which is fine. Until we either visit a planet or someone shows up with another odd plant, life science doesn't have much going on at the moment.

Sierra Robinson: Captain Bigboote> Good. And now I must return to my vessel the Sooner I leave this place and that dock...that stinks ...from that Haradia vessel the better.

Calestorm: ::cocks head to one side as she stares at Kovar. Politely::

Fletcher Jackson: :::work...work...work...catching up....catching up.... wants donuts..... oh, does he want a donut::::

Nijil tr'Korjata: I mean, if I think they did what I...think they did, there is no harm. :: he flipped over the instrument, noticing something on the back ::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::fiddling with the relays::

Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah. Now I don't think this is replicated.

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> Sure, fine. Seems like everyone on this station has been through here by now… you'll get a bill for my carpet replacement.

Annisha: Can au play that thing?

Sierra Robinson: The next crazy Idea would be to use stuff from weapons to handle your power issues.... But let's worry about that later..

Chirakis: No problem, Captain.

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> Captain Chirakis, I don't know who you are, but I am a busy man. We were attacked by pirates and now *we're* the ones being treated like criminals! I don't expect this treatment at a Federation facility.

Calestorm: ::very calmly, offers a slight grin...flexes a knuckle::

Chirakis: Treated like criminals?

Sierra Robinson: Nausicaan> Farewell and safe travel....:: BigBoote nods and leaves the table for the docks and the Lord Whorfin ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Picks up the uke and starts to play a lullaby ::

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> Station operations won't let me leave! I have a very important delivery run scheduled, and if I don't leave by 1400, there's no way we'll make our first stop.

Jylliene: ::listens::

Chirakis: :::her knife glistens in her boot, and a few other things can be seen:::

Scott Coleridge: Capt Kovar> You have a high rank. I bet you have some pull with the station commander. Will you put in a good word with them? ::produces a small box from his desk:: I will... make sure you are fairly compensated.

Calestorm: ::eyebrow goee WTHella::

Jylliene: ((Yours probably isn't the only one))

Chirakis:Very well.  I will pass that on to the station commander. My compensation will only involve taking a look at the interior of your ship and your cargo.

Calestorm: (:D)

 

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

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

 

Chirakis: Thank you

Chirakis: Interesting....

Chirakis: Welcome back, Lt Calestorm.

Calestorm: Thank you for having

Chirakis: TBS will be zero (0).

Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander Coleridge?

Scott Coleridge: Nope

Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?

Chirakis: And no, you will have no donuts, Ensign Jackson.

Dacia Sandero: lol

Fletcher Jackson: :::jaw drops:::

Chirakis: Seeing none....

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

 

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