Sky Harbor Aegis | 12 March 2021

[Chirakis 1]

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 3/12/21 = /\ =
16 July 2388 - Stardate 2388.198
TBS is 2 days - the time is 0900 hours (9:00 am) Aegis Local.

Inadvertently, the Haradia left a dangerous concoction behind.
It led to catastrophic failure detected in the environmental systems.
Most personnel have evacuated to USS Missouri and USS Iowa.
Some engineers, security, science, and command remain on Aegis.
Ten Border Patrol ships, some cloaked, surround that area of space, waiting for the Alien Alliance.
If there is no success in securing the station, Aegis will be destroyed...
Intentionally…
To block the Alien Alliance from using Aegis as a base of operations.

 

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

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

 

CdrBrown: ::on the CnC, wearing the vest instead of the full uniform tunic as temps are a bit warmer than normal::

Scott Coleridge: ::in engineering, having successfully queued for one of the working sonic showers after fixing the computer core::

Chirakis: ::in her office, door open, watching every movement in the area of Aegis::::

Chirakis: ::begins to pace::

Dacia Sandero: ::on board the Missouri helping to check up on the evacuees::

Tarisa: ::Also on the CnC, manning sensors. The heat wasn't too bad for her, but she was beginning to sweat.::

Sierra Robinson: :: returns to Main Engineering after another repair order ::

Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana, having been evacuated on one of the ships, she wasn't sure which one::

Fletcher Jackson: ::working in CnC, putting two and two together to make sense:::

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::checking on some of the experiments that are in stasis at the moment::

mimipavilion: ::on the CnC, connected to Missouri's sickbay to help monitor the patients from Aegis as well as monitoring personal aboard Aegis::

CdrBrown: ::looks up from his console:: Tarisa, sensors still normal?

Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: How's it going?

Chirakis: :::steps out of her office::: Commander Brown, SITREP

Tarisa: Miana> ::With Alexis. All diplomatic members were moved to Missouri along with family.::

Sierra Robinson: :: sets her repair kit down and takes a seat at her workstation which is buzzing with repair requests :: I am running on caffeine and sugar sir.. I just finished swapping out an overloaded EPS regulator Deck...:: recalls :: 27 subsection Alpha..

Chirakis: <Those aboard Aegis, take an @>

Tarisa: @ ::Looks over to Brown, nods.:: Yes, for the moment.

Scott Coleridge: @::marks this off on the big board of repairs::

Alexis McFarland: ::Holds Miana:: Did they ever tell us what happened to the station?

CdrBrown: @ ::looks up:: Captain, engineering teams are working diligently, Commander Coleridge has not provided any promising news yet. All is normal on sensors. Fleet positions are in the prescribed locations. Nothing else on long range yet.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Shakes head.:: No... ::frowns.::

Scott Coleridge: @ That brings us from 20.3% to... 20.46% complete. Well done.

Sierra Robinson: @ ::: grabs a quick cup of coffee and walks over to Commander Coleridge :: Next up?

Alexis McFarland: We're always the last to know.

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ ::finds the station both peaceful and ominous at the same time in its current state::

Dacia Sandero: ::directing people in need of medical treatments to one of the make-shift triage centres on the ship::

Chirakis: @ :::nods, her expression focused on the main display in CnC:::

Tarisa: Miana> I wonder how Annisha and Chubbs are doing.

Alexis McFarland: I hope they're ok. I wonder if Annisha is on the Nei’rrh.

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::slips under the equipment to test something:::

Tarisa: Miana> I doubt they will let us go find out... ::pouts::

Chirakis: @ ::bad feeling about this::

Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: What are you in the mood for? Decks 71 to 76 have faulty lighting controls. It looks like a rave down there. Deck 22, subsections beta through kappa-3 have wonky gravity.

Annisha: :: walking with her mother and brother ::

Chirakis: @ :::she's picking it up from the Missouri::::

Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working, now with an oxygen mask on to be safe, in engineering ::

Alexis McFarland: Hm, yes. We've never even left our room hardly.

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::comes out from under his station and checks the status of, well, everything:::

Sierra Robinson: @ :: wipes her forehead briefly :: Any personnel in those affected areas..?

Tarisa: @ ::Has a side console open with the status of all the science projects that were active and being put into stasis. Hopefully most could be saved.::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: whining on an evacuation ship about no glazed doughnuts with icing and sprinkles ::

Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: Negative.

Tarisa: Miana> ::Gets out her tablet. Sees if she can facecall Annisha.::

Alexis McFarland: ::gets our her tablet as well::

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::testing the console and it works a little better... but he's no engineer::

Annisha: :: Getting settled in their quarters ::

Sierra Robinson: @ Best off to figure out what is going on Deck 22....

Alexis McFarland: ::calls Annisha as well::

Annisha: :: Feels her padd vibrate, answers the call :: +Alexis+ Yeah? That you Alexis?

Scott Coleridge: @::Sierra:: Acknowledged. This will be your last repair for your shift, then you can relieve me for your coordination shift.

Alexis McFarland: Hi Annisha! It's Miana and I. Where are you, are you on our dad's ship?

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::slips under the console once more:::

Sierra Robinson: @ :: pulls up a graphic of the deck on a workstation :: Aye sir....I 'll go EVA suit with Mag boots just in case on this one....it will give me some protection if something is up with the IDFs as well.

Dacia Sandero: ::helps treat some of the patients::

Tarisa: Miana> :;Waves into the screen.::

Scott Coleridge: @ Good luck!

Scott Coleridge: @+CnC+ Coleridge to Ops.

CdrBrown: @+Coleridge+ Ops, go ahead commander.

mimipavilion: @::looks up and looks around CnC, assessing everyone there::

Sierra Robinson: @ :: a fatigued smile as she walks over to the equipment lockers ::

Fletcher Jackson: @ ::out from under::: Ops... ::turns to Brown:::

Fletcher Jackson: @ ::goes back to fixing the console:::

Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Working with his at symbol on the station :: I don't understand what's going on....

Chirakis: @ :::noting Mimi watching everyone:::

Scott Coleridge: @+Brown+ Latest update... estimated systems repair at 20.45%. I think we've found some efficiencies that might speed up repairs, but I won't be sure for another few hours.

Annisha: +Alexis+ He will tell au it's not his, but we just got off it and on the Missouri, also not my father's ship.

Chirakis: @ ::listening to Scott:::

Tarisa: @ ::Feels like she's being watched, but she remains focused on the sensors.::

CdrBrown: @+Coleridge+ understood. We appreciate the update. Keep us updated

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ :: Coordinating from CnC watching the overall station security ::

Tarisa: Miana> Oh! That is the one we are on...I think?

Alexis McFarland: Mm. I think we are, yes.

Sierra Robinson: @ :: gets her repair kit ready walks over to the suit room to get..armored for a lack of a better word ::

Scott Coleridge: @::goes back to staring at an algorithm he and several other engineers have worked on to help optimize the repair queue::

Alexis McFarland: We've pretty much been stuck in our room this whole time.

Scott Coleridge: @::working a shift on repairs and then a shift as repair coordinator was a big strain, but with limited senior engineers on board they needed everyone who could step up and manage…. as well as repair::

Annisha: +Alexis+ We are walking somewhere to settle D'Rynn in.

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ ::working her way back towards the CnC::

CdrBrown: @::turns to Chirakis:: I know he sounds hopeful, but we still aren't at 21%...

Alexis McFarland: Hm. Hopefully they'll find you somewhere to settle. Maybe near us.

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Too many damned red lights on this board.

Chirakis: @ ::without turning::: Understood.

Dacia Sandero: ::looks over one of the triage centres in one of the cargo bays, noting down the number of civilians and other people, taking numbers::

Sierra Robinson: @ :: suited up in her EVA Suit she walks over to Nijil :: Off to battle gravitational anomalies on Deck 22. sir. :: does a salute in the space suit ::

Scott Coleridge: ((I imagine that faulty environmental sensors may be causing false security alarms.))

Chirakis: @ ::thinking and listening::: Red lights.

Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters the CnC and heads over to science::

Scott Coleridge: @::finishes adjusting the algorithm, deploys it to the big board:: Ok, that should result in a cascade that gets us ahead.

Chirakis: @ ::quietly:: There's something bad about this.

mimipavilion: @::looks back to her monitor::

Tarisa: @ ::Welcomes Dran.:: Were we able to save most of the projects?

Fletcher Jackson: @ ::out from under the console, he tries again:::

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ I believe so.

CdrBrown: @::barely hears the Captain and nods::

Tarisa: @ Good. I would hate for any of them to be disposed of, but we may not have a choice.

Sierra Robinson: @ Crewman Wrench> :: walks up to Commander Coleridge :: The explosive head in the Ambassador's quarters has been remedied sir.. So I guess an Ambassador could ....be refreshed at ease now.

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ Switching things over to local computers and the stand-by generator seems to be keeping things stable.

Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Keep your eye on the ground.

Scott Coleridge: @::Wrench:: Thank you. ::updates the big board::

Sierra Robinson: @ Crewman Wrench> Not that ambassadors will be using...the ....heads anytime soon.

Tarisa: @ ::Nods.::

Sierra Robinson: @Crewman Wrench> :: grabs another assignment ::

Annisha: +Alexis+ I have a pack and my father's strange instrument.

Sierra Robinson: @ Yes sir....:: smiles and departs Main Engineering ::

Alexis McFarland: Your father plays an instrument too? Wow, what a musical family.

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::under the board one more time::: Ah HA! ::replaces a chip:::

Tarisa: Miana> Oooo...

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::slips back to his chair.. and it still doesn't work:::

Annisha: +Alexis+ He plays better than me because he was with the Yith.

Sierra Robinson: @ Crewman Wrench > Discoth...que lighting? Interesting..and cleaner!!! :: heads off to the deck 70 repair ::

Tarisa: @ ::Ears twitch at Fletcher's exclamation.::

Alexis McFarland: oooh

Dacia Sandero: ::lets Missouri's medical staff take the lead and she assists where she can with the other Aegis med staff::

Chirakis: @ :::staring into space:::

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ Maybe we should give the station a little spin for some gravity. Sure we'd be walking on the walls at maybe half gravity but better than randomly flying into the air if you turn down the wrong corridor.

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ Just a thought.::takes a seat a aux science::

CdrBrown: @::turns to Fletcher:: Have you tried bypassing the isolinear board? or threatened to scrap the console and its maternal ancestor?

Chirakis: @ :::stops, looks up at the main board:::

Tarisa: @ ::Smiles:: I could forward that to Commander Coleridge.

Fletcher Jackson: @ ::looks up::: Uh.... no, sir. Scrap the console, sir?

Chirakis: @ ::to herself::: Something is very wrong...

Annisha: :: Is escorted to their room, D'Rynn already fussing from all the activity ::

CdrBrown: @Fletcher, have you tried yelling at and threatening the console?

Sierra Robinson: @ :: arrives at Deck 22 section alpha and walks over to an engineering service junction box...and plugs in her equipment to see what the deck computer can tell her...if anything. She activates her magboots just in case something crazy happens since the initial report suggested a hazard ::

Alexis McFarland: ::holds onto Miana, watches her screen shake around as Annisha moves around::

Tarisa: Miana> ::Purrs::

Fletcher Jackson: @ ::looks up, hits his head before standing up::: Well.... I... uh... no sir.

CdrBrown: @::feels the CnC get a smidge warmer::

mimipavilion: @::gets up and walks over to Chirakis:: softly:: Anything that should be of concern, ma'am?

Chirakis: @ [[Kh’éile, what are you telling me?]]

CdrBrown: @::sees Mimi head over to check on the boss::

Chirakis: @ :::leaning on a console:::

mimipavilion: @::good thing for her, patience is a virtue; Mimi waits for a reply::

Annisha: :: Arrives in a standard Starfleet room, smaller than their place on the station, but bigger because they are a family ::

Chirakis: @ [[Kh’éile. What are you telling me? Tell me now!]]

Sierra Robinson: @ What the? ... :: notes the computer randomly altering gravity settings through the entire deck :: pure evil.....

Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: I hope we'll be allowed to move around. It'd be nice to visit you, or you can visit us. They put Miana and my family in adjoining suites.

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ I assume the big ships outside are keeping an eye out for us. When I am getting readings from sensors I don't really trust then.

CdrBrown: @::sees his console reflect changing gravity readings that Sierra is seeing::

Chirakis: @ ::sudden turn to Brown::: They are coming.

Tarisa: @ ::Nods:: They are on watch.

Tarisa: @ ::Ears twitch.::

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ ::thinking that sounded ominous, turns towards the Captain::

Sierra Robinson: @ + Ops + Lt Robinson to OPS...

mimipavilion: @::looks at Chirakis, rather concerned::

Chirakis: ACTION> Suddenly the Alien Alliance appears, huge starships loaded for bear. They target every ship they can find, moving quickly toward Aegis.

Alexis McFarland: ::in a standard diplomatic suite of whatever class ship the Missouri is::

CdrBrown: @::perks up:: Red Alert! Get me shields!

Scott Coleridge: @::hears alarms going off:: Oh, what now?

CdrBrown: @+Coleridge+ Scott, time is up, they are here.

mimipavilion: @::moves over to her station and cuts the link to Missouri::

Scott Coleridge: @ They? Who are….ohhhhh.

Scott Coleridge: @ Oh.

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Oh f-!

Scott Coleridge: @ OH. ::sits up::

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> :: looking out a Starship window sees....appear suddenly :: Wow....Maybe they have donuts?

Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We have incoming!

Scott Coleridge: @ ::snaps fingers:: You, you, you. Damage control teams alpha, beta, gamma.

Tarisa: @ ::Straightens up as she configures sensor console.::

Scott Coleridge: @+Sierra+ Coleridge to Robinson, get back here on the double. We have unwanted company and need to assume full battlestation readiness.

Chirakis: @ + Attention on the net, Gear up and hunker down as best you can.

Sierra Robinson: @ :: notes the red hues appear around her on the gravimetrically messed up deck :: + Coleridge + Understood!!!! Heading back...

Nijil tr'Korjata: @ +CnC+ I am directing all the power we have.

CdrBrown: @ ::pulls up tactical display on main viewer::

Fletcher Jackson: @ :::blink::: What... what's going on...???

CdrBrown: @Fletcher, hop to it, we are under attack!

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ ::goes and gets a hand phaser, preparing for guests::

Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Locking the computer systems down ::

Chirakis: ACTION> Cloaked Starfleet ships suddenly appear to protect the station as the Alien Alliance moves in.

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ ::calculating available assets::

Fletcher Jackson: @ Hopping to it, sir.

Sierra Robinson: @ :: closes the hatch and gets her gear :: Oh boy...oh boy...:: makes her way to the nearest means to get back to engineering ::

mimipavilion: @::luckily has her phaser her late husband gave her as well as a Starfleet phaser, one can never be to careful::

Alexis McFarland: ::Looks out of a large window:: That's a lot of ships outside all of a sudden.

CdrBrown: @ Fleet is coming about. Our shields are not fully online, we have a few sections that are down still. CnC and engineering are protected.

Tarisa: @ ::Scanning for weaknesses.::

CdrBrown: @::reaches for his waist to ensure his phaser is still holstered::

Dacia Sandero: @::gets an alert of enemies incoming, helps prepare the triage centre for the inevitable incoming::

Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks as well.:: So many...

Tae'Lynn Dran: @ Was the defense grid also malfunctioning?

Chirakis: ACTION> Sudden appearance of the USS Warren, USS Tsinghua, USS Anui, the RSE Praetor, the IKS Fek’lhr, the USS Kole, the USS Kearsarge, the USS Sacramento, the RSE Daemnh, and the battlecruiser IKS Bat’lh.

Scott Coleridge: @::Nijil:: If you manage systems readiness, I'll focus on damage control and getting the rest of the shield grid back online.

Annisha: :: Knows something has happened ::

Nijil tr'Korjata: @ +Cole+ I am already on that.

CdrBrown: @ Reinforcements have arrived, Captain. Kearsarge and Sacramento are tailing formation in case we need a rapid beam out.

Chirakis: @ ::nod to Brown::: Prepare those on station to leave if needed.

CdrBrown: @ ::nods:: aye

Chirakis: @ We might have to scuttle Aegis.

Sierra Robinson: Chubbs> Oh look at that Mom! More Donuts have arrived! 

<MOM> Chubberneth...get away from the viewport now!! :: takes the Chubby Child to a hardened shelter but does is frightened as well at the sight ::

 

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

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

Chirakis: Thank you

 

Tarisa: ::paused::

CdrBrown: ::does the paws thing::

CdrBrown: 8D

mimipavilion: ::freeze frame::

Sierra Robinson: :: paused ::

Chirakis: Hm.... the last time we have had a fight like that was... years ago.

Chirakis: TBS will be 0.

Chirakis: Stand by.

Chirakis: Agreed.... TBS is zero.

Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander?

Scott Coleridge: Nope

Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?

Chirakis: Seeing none...

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