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Chirakis

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  1. An impressive 26 years, Admiral. Congratulations to you and to the crew! Chirakis
  2. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 11/17/17=/\= 14 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.104 TBS is 1 hour. The time is 1400 hours - 2:00 PM Aegis local. The Adriatic, commanded by LTCDR Lawliet, is about to depart to investigate the temporal fold. They might or might not stumble onto information on the Lore Kings. Because it is close to Alien Alliance space, Alpha Squadron will patrol as vanguard. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Kallah Ramson: ::on CnC:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Chirakis: ::CnC::: Fletcher Jackson: ::OPS::: Lawliet: ::walks into the CnC and walks up to Ramson:: Captain. My final roaster. ::hands PADD over:: Kallah Ramson: ::takes padd:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::in her office, doing paperwork, but her coffee is cold:: Kallah Ramson: When will you depart? Jylliene: @ ::probably back at cabin after the walk:: Lawliet: Once everyone has reported on board the Adriatic. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: At his post in the C&C :: Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: ::signs off on the roster:: good hunting. Fletcher Jackson: :::voice mail... voice mail... voice mail::: KelsaViegnor: ::at shop with Thelea:: Lawliet: ::nods and turns to Jackson and Cayne:: Mr. Jackson and Cmd Cayne, report to the Adriatic. Fletcher Jackson: ::blinkblink::: Fletcher Jackson: ::swivels toward the commander:: Sir? Scott Coleridge: ::on CnC, overseeing over the preparations:: Lawliet: ::looks over at Jackson:: You have problems hearing Mr. Jackson? Fletcher Jackson: ::hard swallow, deep breath:: No, sir. I just thought I heard you say I was to report to the Adriatic? Sir? Nijil tr'Korjata: @ That was a nice warm tub. Lawliet: ::tilts his head:: Well at least your hearing is in good standing. Report to OPS on the Adriatic. Fletcher Jackson: ::nod:: Yes, sir. Jylliene: @ Almost didn't want to get out, but I didn't want to end up looking shriveled. Lawliet: +mimi+ Lawliet to Dr. Pavilion. Fletcher Jackson: ::Hands OPS over, logs off, and moves out::: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Annisha said she looked like a Raisinette mimipavilion: +Lawliet+ Go ahead Lawliet: +mimi+ Have Sandero report to the Adriatic as CMO Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Mutters :: Can't have a normal day here. mimipavilion: +Lawliet+ Alright. Jylliene: @ Raisinette? Some new offering at Blubby's? Scott Coleridge: ::Lawliet:: Mission prep reports the Adriatic fully provisioned, Commander Lawliet. Chirakis: ::looks up from her work:: Is there a problem, Commander Cayne? mimipavilion: ::goes looks for CB Sandero and tells her to report to Adriatic:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: No, nothing in particular. This station is nothing like stakeout. Fletcher Jackson: ::grabs his gear and steps aboard Adriatic:: Lawliet: ::walks over to the science station and look up at Scott:: Thank you Commander. Chirakis: ::Cayne:: No, it is not. And it never will be. mimipavilion: CB Dacia>::hustles to the Adriatic:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: laughs :: Could be. I've never been there. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Au know, we should see if we can get a place of our own planetside. Lawliet: ::sends a message off to Tarisa and Eng Olsen:: Chirakis: (Adriatic, take a symbol) Lawliet: # Annisha: :: All of her friends are doing other things ::' Amanda Davis PhD: ::finally, she sighs, stares at her cup for a while, then exits her office and makes a beeline to the medical lounge:: Lawliet: ::signs out of his terminal and walks over to the turbolift:: Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::on Adriatic bridge, aux station, checking on the sensor pod integration:: Jylliene: @ Hm. Perhaps. That does sound appealing. Lawliet: ::steps inside:: Transporter Room 3. Fletcher Jackson: # ::stows gear, then checks out the OPS console.... a lot like Aegean::: Amanda Davis PhD: ::waiting for the coffee to brew a new pot::: mimipavilion: ::wonders around medical checking on the patients:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she slumps into a lounge chair, exhausted::: Lawliet: ::steps off the turbolift and walks into the transporter room:: Cheif, one to beam aboard the Adriatic. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ We could search the Federation database for a suitable place. I know my parents are looking and no, I'm not suggesting the same planet as them. Amanda Davis PhD: ::Mimi passes in the distance, and she wonders how Mimi has so much energy::: mimipavilion: ::finishes her wandering and heads for the lounge:: Jylliene: @ ::chuckles:: Nijil tr'Korjata: (Sutherland I think) Lawliet: Chief> Aye sir. Jylliene: @ We'll think about it when we get back. mimipavilion: ::enters the lounge and gets some coffee:: Lawliet: ::steps onto the transporter pad:: Energize. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Looks at her longingly, still in a bit of shock from, well, everything :: Jylliene: @ Just so it's somewhere that's green. ::gestures toward the windows:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she jerks awake:: Oh. Hello, Mimi. The coffee is ready. Good. Lawliet: # ::materializes in the Adriatic transporter room:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ The Nei'rrh is green.. mimipavilion: ::looks around the room:: Yes it is. When was the last time you got some actual sleep? Lawliet: # ::walks down the corridor and into the turbolift:: Bridge. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Peeking and poking into the scans of the local space around the station :: Amanda Davis PhD: Oh.. just before we transported the Ma'ev's crew aboard. Jylliene: @ Not like this. Jylliene: @ Trees. Fresh air. Foliage. Jylliene: ::sighs happily:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I had thought of painting it black... mimipavilion: ::nods:: You know we have cots here in case you wanted to get some sleep or you can go back to your quarters. Jylliene: @ You don't like the green? Amanda Davis PhD: And I know it's not been long, it's just... ::pouring her cup::: it's taxing enough to deal with trauma, and Romulan trauma seems to be more taxing. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, thank you. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Goes and walks outside :: The station can't simulate the air, gravity or warmth of this place. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ It's not that I don't like it, but too much is too much. Lawliet: # ::turbolift comes to a halt and the doors open. realizes he's stepping out onto the bridge...his bridge:: Jylliene: @ No, it can't ::calling through the doorway:: Amanda Davis PhD: I'll be fine, Mimi. I just need a break, and this one is per.... oh.. donuts. mimipavilion: That's true... but I've had my fair share of Romulan trauma mimipavilion: ::smirks at Amanda's reaction to donuts:: Annisha: :: Playing on her bedroom computer, a large-screened affair so she could see everything :: Amanda Davis PhD: My... ::samples one:: They are good. And very fresh. Fletcher Jackson: # ::grumbling about his donuts:: Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::pleased with the sensor pod:: Lawliet: # ::walks past Jackson and up to the Captain's chair:: Gila Orrak: :: On her patrol, learning more about the station as she walks :: Scott Coleridge: ::very happy he's not commanding this mission:: Chirakis: ::her work finished, she steps away from her console and begins a routine walk around CnC::: Chirakis: 10:30 PM Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees Chirakis walking about :: Lawliet: # ::grasps the top of the chair and looks up at Jorahl:: Sub Commander. What's our status? Chirakis: ::turns::: Commander Cayne, you were to report to Adriatic. I suggest you do so. Fletcher Jackson: # ::calls for department status::: Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> All systems ready. mimipavilion: #CB Dacia>::reports ready:: Lawliet: # ::nods:: Very good. Once all hands have reported in, we'll be underway. Fletcher Jackson: # Security is not reporting, Commander. Lawliet: # ::looks at Jackson:: I beg your pardon? Fletcher Jackson: # +COM+ Security, engineering, report ready. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Logs off :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: heads to the lift :: Fletcher Jackson: # ::turns to face him::: The system registers that Commander Cayne is not aboard. Lawliet: # Give him a few minutes. It's one of those days. Fletcher Jackson: # Ens Olsen reports ready, sir. Fletcher Jackson: # Aye, sir. Amanda Davis PhD: ::relaxing with a donut::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # :: Steps on the transporter pad :: Adriatic. mimipavilion: ::is happy she isn't going on the mission:: KelsaViegnor: ::quizzes Thelea with some questions clients may ask:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::smiles::: You seem content, Mimi. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # :: Materializes on the ship :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # :: Heads to the bridge :: Fletcher Jackson: # Commander Cayne is aboard, Captain. Lawliet: # ::turns around to see Tarisa taking a seat at the science station:: mimipavilion: ::smiles:: I am, not going on a mission. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ What do au think the station is doing? :: smiles :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she gives a slight chuckle::: I'll bet you are. Lawliet: # Very good. Is Dr. Sandero on board? mimipavilion: ::smiles mimipavilion: ::* Fletcher Jackson: # Yes, sir. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # :: Enters the bridge :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # :: Goes to take tactical :: Jylliene: @ Hopefully still hanging in the sky where it should be. Jylliene: @ ::grins:: Jylliene: @ ::not entirely joking:: Fletcher Jackson: # All present and accounted for. We are ready for departure. ::looks to Jorahl:: Fletcher Jackson: # (is helm and OPS together?) Lawliet: # ::looks back at Jorahl:: Sub Cmdr are we ready? Kallah Ramson: (separate) KelsaViegnor: ::content with Thelea's answers:: Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> All systems are ready. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # Tactical is ready Lawliet: # ::takes his seat in the captain's chair:: Sub Commander Jorahl, bring us to condition green and ready the ship for departure. Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::ship is ready:: Chirakis: ::notices that Scott seems very relaxed::: Lawliet: # +ENG+ Chief Olsen, bring the main deflector, warp drive, and impulse systems online. Make sure our warp intermix ratio is at optimum efficiency. Chirakis: # Olsen> Aye, sir. Lawliet: # ::to Tarisa:: Cmdr Tarisa, bring main sensors online. Check that all worker bees in the area are clear. Chirakis: ::and believes that he is content remaining on Aegis this time::: Chirakis: # Olsen> Engineering is ready to depart. She's all yours. Lawliet: # ::looks to Cayne:: Cmdr Cayne, bring the structural integrity fields online and make sure our tactical systems are primed and ready. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: # They were already online Captain Lawliet: # ::looks forward at Jackson:: Mr. Jackson, signal Aegis permission to disembark. Chirakis: 10:45 PM Fletcher Jackson: # Aye, sir. Fletcher Jackson: # +COM+ Aegis, Adriatic. Permission to depart. Kallah Ramson: ::hears the com, nods towards ops:: Fletcher Jackson: # Aegis confirms. Exit vector sent. Lawliet: # Clear all moorings and take us out easy. Inform the Quartermaster we're heading out. Mr. Jackson...Engage. Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: So, what's the odds makers spread on what Fletcher Jackson: # All moorings clear. Thrusters engaged. Kallah Ramson: Adriatic will bring back, animal, mineral, or explosive? Fletcher Jackson: # Quartermaster replies... engaging to the exit corridor, quarter impulse. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I think we can head to what they consider their shopping center. May want to fly there however. Chirakis: ::stops and turns toward Ramson, both brows rise::: Fletcher Jackson: # Moving to full impulse. Annisha: :: Wonders what her father is doing :: Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: I'm putting my money on explosive. Jylliene: @ Sounds like an idea. Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::mostly focused on the data displays:: Fletcher Jackson: # ::entering the corridor::: Ready to engage at your command, sir. Kallah Ramson: I was going animal. Though, i did win big last time on mineral. ::grins at Scott:: Lawliet: # ::taps his command panel:: Mr. Jackson...lay in a course for the coordinates I've transferred to your station. Fletcher Jackson: # Coordinates received and laid in. Ready to engage. Chirakis: ::steps to her console to monitor Adriatic's progress, still listening to the conversation between Ramson and Scott::: Lawliet: # Warp 6. Engage. Fletcher Jackson: # Warp 6, aye. Engaging. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Hands her a brochure :: Jylliene: @ ::peruses:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::coffee and a donut, and she is ready for her rounds:::: mimipavilion: ::stays in the lounge:: Jylliene: @ Oo... Nijil tr'Korjata: @ They certainly look happy. Amanda Davis PhD: ::then she stops:: Mimi... how is bed 23 doing? Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Pies, baked goods. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: Better physically, mentally and emotionally, your call. Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::watching the warp transition profile readings. holding within 0.5% of design specs:: Amanda Davis PhD: I'll see how she's doing, then. Thank you. mimipavilion: ::Nods:: Jylliene: @ I'm hungry. Jylliene: @ ::chuckles:: Chirakis: 10:55 PM Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Let's go... Lawliet: # ::watches as the ship enters warp and stands up:: Sub Cmdr, I want a mission briefing in one hour with the senior staff. Until then, I'll be in the ready room. You have the bridge. Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::sets his station on standby and moves to the command chair:: Jylliene: @ ::gets up and follows Nijil out:: Fletcher Jackson: # ::getting the feel of the ship::: Chirakis: 10:58 PM Lawliet: # ::walks off the bridge and down the corridor into the ready room:: Kallah Ramson: # Jorahl> ::sits and steeples his fingers in thought:: mimipavilion: ::sits back and relaxes:: Lawliet: # ::takes a seat and hits record:: Captain Lawliet: 's log Amanda Davis PhD: ::as she moves past bed 23, the patient is sleeping peacefully for the first time::: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 11/17/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Very well done, all. Commander Lawliet, impressive. Lawliet: Thank you. Chirakis: Captain Ramson, TBS? Kallah Ramson: I'm thinking it will be 3 days to the search area. since next week is unofficial let's do a day and a half. Chirakis: Very well. Remember that next week is an unofficial sim. I will be there unless we are inundated with visitors. Chirakis: 36 hours. Chirakis: Those who are traveling, be safe. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none.. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  3. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 17 November 2017 14 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.103 TBS is 1 hour. The time is 1400 hours (2:00 PM) Aegis local. LT CDR Lawliet will command the Adriatic as they investigate the temporal fold that caught the Romulan ship, Ma’ev. While investigating, they just might stumble onto information regarding the Lore Kings, or the path they took millennia ago. Because the temporal fold is close to Alien Alliance space, Captain Ramson has ordered Alpha Squadron with Runabout support to patrol the area around the Adriatic. At sim begin, LT CDR will reveal his chosen crew and ready them for the voyage.
  4. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 11/10/17=/\= 14 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.104 TBS is 4 hours. The time is 1200 hours - 1200 PM Aegis local. Ma'ev crew is on Aegis, getting medical and psychological assistance. We are concerned about the time loop posing a threat to other ships. We are investigating the possibility that the Ma'ev has found the path to the Lore Kings. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Kallah Ramson: ::stepping out of her office onto the CnC:: Fletcher Jackson: ::CnC, after a large lunch that tasted great but he probably should not have had::: Jylliene: @ ::preparing for a hike:: Scott Coleridge: ::on the CnC, neck-deep in managing the shift-change chaos caused by so many crew being seconded for medical duty:: Chirakis: ::steps into CnC from the lift and nods to Ramson:: Captain. Nijil tr’Korjata: @ Au up for this? mimipavilion: ::in her office, having lunch, given the circumstances:: Kallah Ramson: ::returns the nod:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: checking his shoes :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::in the medical complex, tending to those who need it::: Alexis McFarland: ::gets her lunch of linguini and a Jumja Dew:: Lawliet: ::in the CnC, cross checking long range sensor data and data from the Ma'ev:: Kallah Ramson: ::steps over to Scott:: Commander. Jylliene: @ Of course. ::grins:: It's a walk around the lake, not terribly far. Gila Orrak: :: Patrolling the commerce level :: Dacia Sandero: ::in medical, still tending to the Romulans:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: holds her hand :: Let's go. Jylliene: @ ::accompanies:: Annisha: :: Eating with her friends :: Come come we are always eating, and if not that, sleeping? Alexis McFarland: ::quickly finds an empty table and sits down:: Chirakis: ::moves to the TAC console:: Commander Cayne, you are relieved for lunch. Enjoy yourself. Take a few extra minutes if you need them. ::she is obviously in a calmer mood than normal:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: At his station on the CnC :: Alexis McFarland: But it's lunch time. Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: Captain. Fletcher Jackson: ::stifles a burp:: Alexis McFarland: And I like sleeping with Miana Kallah Ramson: Do you have a moment to discuss something in private? Amanda Davis PhD: ::entering her office after receiving notice that the records she requested have been delivered::: Annisha: What, is she warm or something? Annisha: I can be warm... Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: Of course. Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask the same of you. But then... ::gestures:: you know. Stuff happens. It keeps happening. KelsaViegnor: ::having lunch:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::looks to Mimi's office, wondering if she had anything to do with expediting them::: Kallah Ramson: Starfleet's unofficial motto. Stuff Happens. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Goes along a path that circles the lake :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Eating with the others. giggles:: Kallah Ramson: ::motions towards the conference room:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I think it's autumn here, sure feels it. Alexis McFarland: Yes, she;s warm and cuddly. You're warm too Annisha Chirakis: ::hearing Ramson, she even smiles as she mentions again:: Commander Cayne, you are relieved for lunch. mimipavilion: ::still eating her food, looking at something, paying no mind to Amanda:: Jylliene: @ ::enjoying the view of the lake and the surrounding trees:: It does. Refreshing, isn't it? Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Take all the time you need. Annisha: They say Rihan blood runs hot. Scott Coleridge: ::Fletcher:: Mr. Jackson, I'll be back. If anyone calls complaining about the shift schedules, send them to my voicemail. ::does not have voicemail:: Tarisa: ::Is outside the lab, sipping on a tea.:: Fletcher Jackson: Yes, sir. Fletcher Jackson: ::wondering what voicemail is:: Kallah Ramson: ::steps into the conference room:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nods :: Thank you captain. :: logs off:: Fletcher Jackson: ::doesn't want to ask:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Puts her forehead on Annisha's:: Yes, she is warm. Fletcher Jackson: ::but.. okay...voicemail it is::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Steps to exit the CnC :: Alexis McFarland: ::eats her linguini:: Very warm and soft Chirakis: ::logs into the TAC console and takes the con::: Lawliet: ::looking through historical fragmented historical records concerning the Lore Kings:: Scott Coleridge: ::follows Ramson into the conference room:: Dacia Sandero: ::checking on the most injured Rihannsus:: Chirakis: :::still pondering her bond mate's comment::: Alexis McFarland: Cuddly Rihannsu. Annisha: I am NOT cuddly, no matter what anyone says Chirakis: ::and wondering what he knows that he is not saying::: Jylliene: @ It's nice to feel a change in season. The station is comfortable, and I like it - but it's always that same perfect temperature. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Enters the lift :: Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: Gila Orrak: :: Looks over the shops :: Kallah Ramson: ::sits on the edge of the table as the door closes. smiles:: Scott Coleridge: ::wary of that smile:: Fletcher Jackson: :::sending the commander's requests to... whatever he thinks looks like voicemail:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Thinks :: Au are right. I mean they simulate the day and night cycles, but it's still not the same. I mean I think we both take medication for it. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: As he talks a leaf falls onto his open hand :: Kallah Ramson: Command has encouraged us to investigate the threat this time loop might pose to other Romulan ships. Jylliene: @ ::wonders what medication he's talking about:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Cuddles Annisha.:: Liar. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: twirls it in his hand :: This does not happen either. Annisha: :: grrs :: Jylliene: @ ::decides not to ask:: Tarisa: Miana> ::purrs:: Jylliene: @ It doesn't. Kallah Ramson: So, we will proceed with the Adriatic going on a science mission. Alexis McFarland: ::huggles Annisha:: Mmm Scott Coleridge: Fold. But yes, that makes sense. Tarisa: Miana> Yay huggle party. Annisha: No, no, no... Kallah Ramson: I will not be commanding the mission. I want your suggestion on who should. Alexis McFarland: Yes yes yes Gila Orrak: :: Stops by Kelsa's shop :: Hello? KelsaViegnor: ::noms on one of the Blubby wraps she's heard the prominent group of children refer to:: Chirakis: ::after she checks the area for threats and finds none, she sets the alarm for significant threats and moves to Lawliet:: Commander, have you eaten lately? Scott Coleridge: Hmm, interesting. Scott Coleridge: Commander Lawliet has expressed a great deal of interest about moving into the command track. That's one of the things I was meaning to mention to you. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Enters the commerce area :: Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: KelsaViegnor: Thelea> ::looks up, in shop:: Hello. ::greeting Gila:: Alexis McFarland: ::wipes some linguini sauce from her mouth:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles:: Lawliet: ::looks up at Chirakis:: What...is it lunch time already? Scott Coleridge: I'm not exactly objective here, though. Annisha: Au know, I did not have many friends on ch'Rihan.. KelsaViegnor: Thelea> How may I help you? Chirakis: Yes, Commander, it is. You are free to go, if you so choose. The universe will not end if you relax a while. Scott Coleridge: There’s a limited number of potential mission commanders, and *I* don't want to do it, so I’m not going to suggest myself. Gila Orrak: I was looking for the owner. I used to work here before...working somewhere else. :: gestures to her uniform :: Jylliene: @ It is lovely, all of the colors. That one is nearly violet. mimipavilion: ::finishes up her lunch and moves into main medical, looking for Dacia:: Alexis McFarland: That's too bad, Annisha. Jylliene: @ ::indicates one of the trees ahead:: Scott Coleridge: That was the other thing I wanted to ask you, Captain. Dacia Sandero: ::working on a patient:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::Amanda closes down the console and sits there for a while, wondering how the Romulans keep their people so fit. Unless they only choose the ones who are fit in the first place, which is entirely possible::: Alexis McFarland: I can't say I didn't have any friends on Earth or Betazed Kallah Ramson: ::grin:: I was wondering if the taste of command was sticking with you. Scott Coleridge: The whole … offering me command of the Melbourne … thing … that was someone's idea of a bad practical joke, right? Lawliet: ::scufs:: Perhaps not. ::signs out of his terminal:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ The variations here are much more than our park. KelsaViegnor: Thelea> She is at lunch. Is there something I can help you with, or perhaps leave a message for her? Chirakis: (Orville) Alexis McFarland: Or even Vulcan or Andoria Chirakis: (And it was not a joke.) Scott Coleridge: ((See, I can't even remember the name of the ship!)) Chirakis: (Not exactly a name you would like to remember) Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Do au ever see yourself settling on a planet? mimipavilion: ::spots Dacia with a patient and walks over and stands back enough so not worry the patient:: Amanda Davis PhD: :finally, she stands and exits her office, looking for Mimi::: Dacia Sandero: ::finishes with the patient and notices Mimi nearby:: Need anything? Fletcher Jackson: ::hm.. another for voice mail::: Jylliene: @ Now and then. I think I could be happy doing that. Annisha: I wonder if I'd be allowed to travel the Federation worlds. Must be different than in the Galae. Lawliet: ::walks over to turbolift:: Commerce Area. mimipavilion: ::shakes her head:: Just wondering how things were going? Jylliene: @ And you? Kallah Ramson: It was not a joke. Well, not on you. Maybe on me perhaps. I believe we had to pry you out of engineering. Would be interesting if we woke the giant in putting you into command. Alexis McFarland: Andoria is cold, Vulcan is deserty and hot and Earth can be both... Betazed is nice and warm Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I was thinking of it... after a time. I really relished in my time on the homeworld. Alexis McFarland: What's your planet like, Miana? Chirakis: ::content taking the watch while the others relax, as it gives her the opportunity to watch their replacements, just in case::: Jylliene: @ ::nods:: Annisha: Ch'Rihan is temparate, but now it's.... Scott Coleridge: May I speak freely? Kallah Ramson: Always. Chirakis: ::then she realizes what she is thinking, and it harks back to d'Ka's cautionary statement::: Alexis McFarland: Aw. ::hugs Annisha::: Fletcher Jackson: ::voice mail:: Gila Orrak: :: to Thelea :: I'll visit next time. Just let her know Gila came to visit. Alexis McFarland: Earth can be nice and warm too Fletcher Jackson: ::voice mail, voice mail, voice mail:: Tarisa: Miana> Mithra is very nice. Scott Coleridge: ::deep breath:: KelsaViegnor: Thelea> I will do so. Thank you. ::nods politely:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::waiting for Mimi's attention:: Lawliet: ::exits the turbolift and walks down the path toward the restaurants:: Dacia Sandero: Things are going along nicely ::got distracted on another patient:: We managed to treat a good number of patients. mimipavilion: ::smiles:: Good. good. Get some lunch if you haven't eaten yet. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I hope we can hold on to this moment :: squeezes her hand :: Chirakis: ::standing amidships in the CnC:: Scott Coleridge: What was Starfleet thinking, extending that kind of offer? I've barely managed to get used to the idea of being an executive officer! The idea of me commanding a starship is... it's risible, that's what it is. Scott Coleridge: My success on the mission with Aegean was more down to our crew's competence and how used I am to working with them. Jylliene: @ ::grins:: That's the idea. That we make memories to recall. Alexis McFarland: Like Betazed then.. nice and warm with beautiful palm trees... but not as touristy as Risa Scott Coleridge: I was just getting used to being an XO, and for someone at Starfleet to decide to offer me a command... it... ::sighs:: It has rattled me. Gila Orrak: :: Continues on and thinks of lunch :: Scott Coleridge: ::needed to get that out there:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::patiently waiting, knowing that Mimi is very busy::: Lawliet: ::finds an earth-based fish restaurant and takes a seat:: Dacia Sandero: ::mimi:: Yeah, will do. ::Looks at her chrono:: KelsaViegnor: ::nom nom nom on the wrap. Surprisingly good.:: mimipavilion: ::has a feeling someone is behind and turns around a bit and sees Amanda and nods back to Dacia::to Amanda:: What can I do for you? Kallah Ramson: It should rattle you. Should scare the hell out of you. Every single time it should take your breath away. Amanda Davis PhD: Hello, Mimi. I know you're terribly busy, but I do want to let you know that no one on the Ma'ev crew has a history of psychological or physical problems. Dacia Sandero: ::feels little hungry now, works on her new patient giving them a hypo and a wave of the dermal regenerator. Tells the Romulan to rest up:: Kallah Ramson: There are a lot of lives resting on your actions, your command decisions. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ This may not be a bad planet to settle on, but I enjoy a bit of technology. Amanda Davis PhD: There are a few, of course, who have scars from fighting. But there are none major. Kallah Ramson: And you can't do it all. Chirakis: 10:30 PM mimipavilion: Alright, but I have a feeling of something else from you. Understood. Jylliene: @ ::nods:: It's a beautiful place, but yes, I'd choose someplace a bit more connected. Alexis McFarland: ::eats a piece of garlic bread and dips it in some of the leftover sauce:: Scott Coleridge: That's not even the part that bothers me. Even as an engineer, the lives of the station sometimes rested on my actions. But as an engineer, I was part of a team of equals. Kallah Ramson: But, just as you said... the success comes from the competence of the crew...and getting the most out of that. Scott Coleridge: Being captain strikes me as a very lonely thing. Annisha: Would I be accepted on Mithra? Amanda Davis PhD: You do? Kallah Ramson: ::smiles:: That depends on your command style. Alexis McFarland: I'd like to visit Mithra too. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Mmhm. Everyone is friendly. Kallah Ramson: They try and train a certain detachment. mimipavilion: No not really, but I'm sure you do, if you did. Fletcher Jackson: ::voice mail... voice mail... voice mail:::he frowns, wondering how the commander deals with this without screaming::: Annisha: Well, we both have pointy ears :: shows hers :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::laughs lightly:: You've lost me, Mimi. Jylliene: @ Connected, but with plenty of natural areas. Kallah Ramson: The Captain who believes he is the better of his crewmates will not get everything possible out of the crew. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ You however seem to be on a Command track. Lawliet: ::orders a plate of salmon:: Jylliene: @ No reason to leave the station to begin with if we'd end up settling in the midst of a completely urban... Scott Coleridge: I am content to remain as I am for the time being, Captain. Or, you know, if you find someone better, I could always shift back into engineering... ::can't keep a certain wistful tone out of his voice:: Jylliene: @ Command track? Jylliene: @ Me? Jylliene: @ ::not so sure of that:: Kallah Ramson: ::smiles:: The problem is you've proven you have the experience to command Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I think you'd be great. And if au need a chief engineer I know a guy. Kallah Ramson: So, you're kinda stuck in that regard. Scott Coleridge: ::mumbles something about competence never being rewarded:: Kallah Ramson: But, I am happy if you do decide to stay here. Scott Coleridge: Anyway, if you think I'm the best person to command the Adriatic mission, I'll do it. I won't like it, but I'll do it. Otherwise, Commander Lawliet seems like the most logical choice for such a mission. Jylliene: @ ::chuckles:: Gila Orrak: :: Sits at a table in the midst of the lunch crowd :: mimipavilion: ::smiles a bit:: Sorry, as a psychologist I'm sure you would have some theories about their previous and current status, change wise that is. Alexis McFarland: ::Moves onto her dessert of mango sorbet:: Kallah Ramson: I was actually considering Lawliet too. I am sending SubCommander Jorahl on the mission as an adviser. Jylliene: @ I think the station suits Annisha well. But if we were to consider our own family, I feel like I'd want them to have a home world. Scott Coleridge: ::nods:: I would have expected as much. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh yes. Definitely. But I received their records in... well... record time. Romulans are meticulous, and I was surprised to find that they had no previous problems. Scott Coleridge: As you're aware, I made Lawliet my XO on the Aegean mission...was planning to even before he expressed interest in trying out command. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ It will be Captain Annisha. Jylliene: @ ::chuckles:: No doubt of that. mimipavilion: ::nods and smiles:: Elaborate. Please. Amanda Davis PhD: However, this means that what the are experiencing now was probably caused by the time loop and/or their experience with finding the... Lore Kings' path. Jylliene: @ Unless she decides to be a more behind-the-scenes type Dacia Sandero: ::decides to head over to the food court for lunch, looking around at various food stalls:: Kallah Ramson: Then it's decided. Please inform him of the mission. Assist in any preparations he might need. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Both incidents have everyone on edge Jylliene: @ ::envisioning the wall-of-monitors:: Lawliet: ::finishes his plate and stands up:: Scott Coleridge: Understood. When would you like them to depart? Chirakis: ::continues her rounds in CnC, answering questions, checking data, then she stops at Jackson's console::: Ensign? Fletcher Jackson: ::startled, he looks up:: Yes, ma'am? Dacia Sandero: ::settles on a Greek place, and orders some lamb gyros:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Just walking around the lake :: Lawliet: ::walks back down the path towards the turbolift:: Chirakis: I have noticed you seem to be confused about Commander Coleridge's messages. Gila Orrak: :: Sees one of the medical people eating at some Earth restaurant :: Jylliene: @ ::enjoying the relaxed walk:: Fletcher Jackson: Oh... yes, ma'am. He wants me to send them to voice mail, but... ::he shrugs:: I can't find it, so I made one. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sitting at his normal place, getting a drink :: Scott Coleridge: ((Oh no!)) Chirakis: Voicemail. Kallah Ramson: Adriatic should have it's mission pod outfitted with the proper sensors by now. If we have a general search area from Ma'ev's data, launch at any time. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. I don't think it works, but I did follow orders. For all I know it's somewhere in deep space, floating around. Chirakis: I see. ::though she clearly does not::: Carry on. Lawliet: ::gets into the turbolift:: CnC Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Amanda Davis PhD: Yes, they do. But they seem to be coping better and better. I released a few already. Scott Coleridge: I'll get right on it, then, if there isn't anything else. mimipavilion: ::nods:: That's good. Alexis McFarland: What're we gonna do after lunch? Lawliet: ::gets out onto the CnC:: Amanda Davis PhD: Those who are inured, I released only from psychological evaluation. I leave them to you. Kallah Ramson: ::stands...steps closer to Scott:: One more burden for you to bare. Tarisa: Miana> ::Shrugs as she sips her juice.:: Gila Orrak: :: Wait, is she the mind reader? :: Chirakis: ::turns at the sound of the lift:: Commander Lawliet. :::nods:: Scott Coleridge: ::uh-oh:: Annisha: I bet I'd get in a lot of trouble. Lawliet: ::walks over to the science station and signs back on:: Scott Coleridge: ::hopes he doesn't have to plan Chirakis' surprise birthday party this year:: Chirakis: (Kahless, no. She does not do birthdays.) Alexis McFarland: Not surprising Scott Coleridge: ((Exactly: it's so much of a surprise no one tells her about it.)) Chirakis: (Perfect) Kallah Ramson: I want a full investigation into both the time loo.... time fold AND the Lore Kings. But, I have been commanded not to investigate the latter. Annisha: I can be a good girl, I just don't wanna. mimipavilion: Ok, send me your list you released psychologically and see if they're ready to be released physically. Fletcher Jackson: ::bites his lip as he sends more to voicemail::: Alexis McFarland: Heh Amanda Davis PhD: ::nods to Mimi:: Of course. I'll send them right away. Kallah Ramson: Luckily the Admiral picked a poor choice of wording, so I will not do any investigating. Amanda Davis PhD: Or.. I will send it right away. mimipavilion: Thanks. ::chuckles:: Kallah Ramson: But there's something important about this that can't be ignored. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees Gila in the distance :: Scott Coleridge: But if Commander Lawliet and SubCommander Jorahl were to happen across data about the Lore Kings as they investigated the phenomenon... Lawliet: ::compiles the latest information from the Ma'ev database:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she enters her office and sends Mimi the list, then exits to complete her rounds::: Kallah Ramson: I trust them to make proper use of any opportunity that comes their way. Scott Coleridge: ::nods:: I understand. Kallah Ramson: Thank you. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Winds around the lake :: I'm not sure I could do command.... a smaller craft perhaps. Tight team. Kallah Ramson: See, you keep being trustworthy ... how are you trying to avoid command again? Fletcher Jackson: :::voice mail voice mail voice mail::: Scott Coleridge: Simple, Captain. Scott Coleridge: Make myself so indispensable to you that you can't let me go. Chirakis: 10:50 PM Jylliene: @ ::nods:: It's really more about the team you have. Jylliene: @ No guarantee you get to stay with a small group, though. Kallah Ramson: ::grins:: Dismissed. Scott Coleridge: Thank you. ::in a tone that implies for more than being dismissed:: Fletcher Jackson: ::working hard sending the voice mail to, well, voicemail::: Scott Coleridge: ::leaves the conference room:: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ I can only imagine how a Starfleet crew would respond to a Rihan Captain. Fletcher Jackson: ::hears the door open and turns toward him:: Commander? Chirakis: ::nods to Scott as he enters:: Scott Coleridge: ::Jackson:: Jackson. Lawliet: ::reviews the sensor data:: Scott Coleridge: Commander Lawliet, a minute in my office please. ::and walks into his office without letting Jackson get a word in:: Kallah Ramson: ::exits conference room:: Fletcher Jackson: Sir, I sent a heck of a lot of those requests to voice mail, but... because there is no such thing, well, I made one. Thing is, I have no idea where it goes. Fletcher Jackson: I sent ... it.... Lawliet: ::looks up:: Aye sir. ::signs off and follows Coleridge:: mimipavilion: ::goes back to her office and looks over the list:: mimipavilion: ::makes note of those who can be released from medical:: Fletcher Jackson: ::notices that he left already:: Chirakis: Action> Deep in the bowels of the universe, a Pakled ship receives a packet of information called "voicemail" and has no idea what to do with it. Jylliene: @ ::shrugs:: Depends. In a crew already used to a mix of Romulan and Starfleet officers? Likely not much differently than to any other captain. A full Starfleet crew being assigned a Romulan captain might be a bit different, though. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Looks ahead :: Are those large barrels with steam rising from them? Scott Coleridge: ::motions for Lawliet to sit if he likes:: Have you found enough in the Ma'ev's data to narrow down a search region? Kallah Ramson: ::steps over towards Chirakis:: Chirakis: ::she turns:: Captain. Jylliene: @ ::peers:: Not sure. No. No, they are not. There is nothing strange over there. We are going back to the cabin and not investigating anything. Lawliet: ::takes a seat:: Just now sir. I've been able to narrow it down to a region of 5 square light years. Fletcher Jackson: ::he sighs and continues on, doing what he was told to do::: Jylliene: @ We are vacationers here. We'll report it on our way out. Scott Coleridge: Good work. I know that computer core wasn't in good shape. Kallah Ramson: Adriatic will be going on a science mission. this should be outside of Alliance space. However, I'd like to increase patrols near that edge of their space, just in case they go wandering too close to our mission. Scott Coleridge: The Adriatic is being prepped for a mission to investigate the temporal fold as we speak. Alexis McFarland: Yummy ::finishes her lunch and dessert:: Chirakis: ::listens carefully::: Scott Coleridge: Captain Ramson and I want you to be the one to command the mission. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ Yeah, but there are chairs and towels next to them. Lawliet: ::nods:: Very good. When do we depart? Lawliet: Wait Lawliet: Me? Scott Coleridge: You. Jylliene: @ ::a quiet moment:: Oh. Jylliene: @ Then let's take a peek. Lawliet: ::a bit taken back:: ....Aye sir. Scott Coleridge: I believe an old Earth aphorism is appropriate: "Be careful what you wish for." ::smile:: You said you wanted more experience on the command track. Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Walks up to the oversized half-barrel :: Chirakis: Whom do you have in mind for patrols, Captain? Task Force Aegis is patrolling on the edge of known space. Scott Coleridge: Captain Ramson is assigning SubCommander Jorahl as a scientific and engineering adviser. Kallah Ramson: With Aegean and Apanex having AQS drives, we can't send them out at the moment. So we'll need to have fighters on patrol. Lawliet: ::raises an eyebrow:: I just didn't expect a command assignment so soon. Lawliet: ::nods:: Understood. Scott Coleridge: Other than that, you will need to let me know what crew and any other equipment you need. Chirakis: Should I approach the admiralty and request them? Chirakis: 10:58 PM Scott Coleridge: You'll depart as soon as you're ready. Lawliet: ::stands up:: I'll have a crew roster ready for you in an hour. Kallah Ramson: I believe our own complement of fighters should do. Make arrangements. Use Runabouts to extend their range as needed. Chirakis: Yes, Captain. Alexis McFarland: ::holds Miana:: Scott Coleridge: You did well as my XO on Aegean. Just one word of advice: trust your crew. Tell them what you want, give them a clear direction, and then let them deliver results. Chirakis: ::makes a mental note arrange it with Flight Operations::: Scott Coleridge: And Commander... Nijil tr'Korjata: @ :: Looks around for people :: Nijil tr'Korjata: @ They sure are a sneaky bunch Lawliet: ::nods:: Sir? Scott Coleridge: I recommended you to Captain Ramson for this mission. So, don't let me down. ::wink:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 11/10/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Very well played. Very well. Chirakis: Captain Ramson, TBS? Kallah Ramson: One hour. Chirakis: One hour it is. Comments for the crew? Kallah Ramson: Just a note about the Adriatic. Kallah Ramson: It is an Aegean class, but designed with more Starfleet tech. So, it will have a normal Starfleet feel and all. Though, I do believe ops and tac still have to stand. Lawliet: What does an Aegean class ship look like again? It's been so long Lawliet: So something like an Intrepid Kallah Ramson: Somewhat, but smaller. Lawliet: got it Chirakis: Questions from the crew? Tarisa: I really hope Lawliet won't have a crew roster. Should I be worried? Chirakis: ::looks to Lawliet::: Lawliet: I guess you'll find out....next week. Scott Coleridge: Dun dun dun Chirakis: Heh. Very well. If nothing else... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don't forget your towel. Aegean Class Ship:
  5. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 3 November 2017 14 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.103 TBS is 4 hours. The time is 1200 hours (12:00 PM) Aegis local. The crew of Ma’ev continues to recover. With over 1,000 rescued from Ma’ev, the medical complex is overwhelmed. All medical personnel have been activated, including those who are trained for basic medical assistance. Arrangements are being made for rehabilitation and short-term billeting. Our greatest concern is determining if the time loop that trapped Ma’ev poses a threat to other ships. Lt Commander Lawliet is re-compiling data from Ma’ev’s computer core and back-tracking their route to both pin down the reason for the time loop and to verify the Ma’ev commander’s claim of finding the path of the Lore Kings.
  6. Mars Approaching The small viewport that encircled the station’s pinnacle was primarily constructed to give engineers access to the delicate electronics housed therein. Kirel Chirakis, however, found it a place of meditation. She often came here to recover from the stress of command, and this morning it was desperately needed. The uncertainty of Ma’ev and its crew and the possibility of losing the Romulan she most admired had pressed her almost beyond her ability to cope. Here, at the station’s pinnacle, she could relax, alone in a silence broken only by the gentle hum of electronics and the occasional click of shifting parameters. Just outside, fighters, shuttles, and starships engaged in a perpetual dance between the station and flight corridors, flowing smoothly and silently, with only a sudden burst of light to indicate their exit vectors. Beyond them nearby stars and distant galaxies scattered the darkness. ‘Tis a strange thing, this Sky Harbor we call Aegis. She mused. It was designed with a practicality that would help it endure for generations, and yet it is merely a planet in reverse, fashioned to give an illusion of security. Its inhabitants live within its frame instead of on the surface. The fragile exterior that allows them to survive contains an equally fragile interior that allows them to live as though we were on a planet, yet one false move could erase the lives of nearly 6,000 in an instant. Like Ma’ev on a grand scale. Like her crew. Like Jorahl. Starfleet Intelligence called him The Reaper, for his ability to take captured Federation vessels, pick them apart for their secrets, and cunningly reverse-engineer them for the purposes of the Romulan Star Empire. But that was long ago, before the Federation and the Romulan Star Empire were allies, when Kirel devoted her life to SI-5. “Kh’éile?” Unlike many times before, Captain d’Ka’s psionic intrusion came through gently, with a touch of concern. “Yes?” she replied aloud as she continued to stare into space. “Your mind wanders in directions it has not taken for years.” Her snort came through as more of a laugh. “And you are concerned about the wandering?” “I am. Especially when it wanders in the direction you are about to take.” Corridors cleared and a flight of fighters shot from the bay to begin scheduled defense maneuvers in the asteroid belt. Arms folded, she straightened up to watch. “And what direction would that be?” “Revenge.” She turned slowly, repeating “Revenge?” in surprise. “Kh’éile, the destruction of the Ma’ev, the suffering and death of many, the possibility of losing someone you admire, and the threat of the time loop weigh more heavily than you realize. In the next few days you will have to make difficult decisions. Take care.” The connection broke. After staring blankly for a moment, Kirel turned to the viewport, but her thoughts had turned to other things. Instead of taking the lift, she began a slow descent to the commerce deck and her office, where she would remain for the next few hours to consider his warning.
  7. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 11/3/17 - 10:04 PM=/\= 14 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.104 TBS is 12 hours. The time is 0700 hours - 0700 AM Aegis local. Ma'ev crew is on Aegis, receiving medical assistance and psychological evaluation. Investigation is underway regarding the situation and their claim of finding the path of the Lore Kings. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Fletcher Jackson: ::CnC, at OPS:: Jylliene: @::cabin, woods, vacationing:: mimipavilion: ::in medical checking on our visitors:: Kallah Ramson: ::in office:: KelsaViegnor: ::enjoying coffee while reading up on the latest news:: Chirakis: ::CnC, monitoring the situation as it unfolds, taking Scott's place while he plays in engineering:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::exits her office, looking for Mimi::: Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay tending to visitors as well:: Lawliet: ::in the CnC, going through terabytes of historical data:: Alexis McFarland: ::still sleeping in her bed:: mimipavilion: :: with and checking on Ma'ev's commander:: Kallah Ramson: ::exits office:: Gila Orrak: :: Just outside medical on early guard duty :: Tarisa: :;On her way to the labs after a small breakfast.:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::and finally she spots her and wanders in that direction:: Annisha: :: Somewhat awake, somewhat asleep :: Chirakis: ::wandering the CnC, as normal, checking on things, answering questions as they come up:: KelsaViegnor: ::looks up reports of "ghost ships" and other fantastical events, sips her coffee as she peruses the accounts:: Alexis McFarland: ::clutches her stuffed Sehlat:: Kallah Ramson: What's the status of recompiling the Ma'ev’s data? mimipavilion: ::to Ma'ev Cmdr:: Feeling any better? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: In the CnC, another early shift :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::stops just outside the captain's area and waits for Mimi to finish:: Lawliet: ::looking through the various entries on the "Lore Kings":: Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Cmdr> hmm, somewhat. Chirakis: ::turns to see the captain, as she did not hear her enter:: mimipavilion: Care to clarify? Amanda Davis PhD: ::listens, watching Ma'ev's commander's expressions::: Chirakis: ::giving a polite nod before turning back to business::: Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Cmdr> I just lost my ship dear doctor. ::closes eyes:: That's a wound I doubt you're skilled in mending. KelsaViegnor: ::raises an eyebrow - habit picked up from an old CMO of hers, years ago - as she reads one of the reports, then scrolls on past it.:: Gila Orrak: :: Pokes inside :: Chirakis: ::then steps toward Lawliet:: Commander? Progress? mimipavilion: ::looks around a bit and sees Amanda:: True, but I'm sure the station psychologist can. ::waves Amanda over:: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Just getting up, still on station time despite the planet's time difference. :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps into his area:: Hello, Commander. As you say, that is something we cannot possibly imagine. Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Cmdr> Please, just see to my crew. I thank you for that. Tarisa: Miana> ::Quickly leaving her quarters, running towards a TL. She had a piece of toast in her mouth.:: Amanda Davis PhD: Of course. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: to Jy :: Good morning...sunshine? Is that way they say? Lawliet: ::looks up at Chirakis:: I've been going over every byte of information we've been able to download from the Ma'ev about the Lore Kings. I've even been looking into other entries across multiple databases...there's not much to go on. Amanda Davis PhD: ::gives a cursory wave to Mimi, urging her to let the commander relax a while::: mimipavilion: ::nods to the Cmdr:: And they are. If there's anything I can do. Let me know. ::follows Amanda:: Chirakis: ::looks to Ramson:: Chirakis: So what do you have? Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Cmdr> ::nods:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl told me what he knew. Basically, a lost tribe that left Vulcan shortly before the Romulans did. Kallah Ramson: Vulcan lost a lot of its history during that time. mimipavilion: ::Amanda, softly:: Thoughts, other than to let them rest. Lawliet: ::to Ramson:: So this occurred just after the Vulcan "Time of Awakening"? Amanda Davis PhD: ::when they are a discreet distance, she speaks quietly to Mimi:: This kind of trauma has to be dealt with privately. He will need some space for a while - perhaps a day or two. Jylliene: $ Something like that, I believe. Amanda Davis PhD: If he does not begin to talk within a reasonable period of time, then I will approach him again. mimipavilion: I know. Kallah Ramson: ::lawliet:: It was somehow involved with it, though happening before, after, or during is unclear. Dacia Sandero: ::working on a Romulan's injury:: Amanda Davis PhD: He, like the rest of the crew, is severely traumatize. Living in a time loop does strange things to the brain. Jylliene: $::stretches, rolls over and snuggles back down under the blankets:: Alexis McFarland: ::mumbles something and turns into her pillow:: Amanda Davis PhD: Watching your crew die is difficult, as is having the ship explode. mimipavilion: True. Amanda Davis PhD: So... give him his space, which is exactly what you are doing. Is he physically well? Alexis McFarland: ::opens her eyes and looks at her chrono. Stays in bed:: Lawliet: So these Lore Kings could have either decided to leave Vulcan fearing its doom or rejecting its new philosophy. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Kisses :: We should sleep more Tarisa: Miana> ::Chimes Alexis' door as she finishes her toast.:: Kallah Ramson: Both apparently. KelsaViegnor: ::scrolls to another section of the news, reads up on some political happenings before making a face and going back to the ghost ship reports:: Alexis McFarland: ::hears her door chime and reaches for the terminal:: Yes? mimipavilion: Yes, like you I'm more worried about their psychological well-being. Jylliene: $ Sleeeeeeep. Yes. Chirakis: (Pass the paper to me when you are finished, Kelsa. Ghost ships are a passion.) Tarisa: Miana> Wakey wakey. ::Grins.:: KelsaViegnor: (Will do) Amanda Davis PhD: ::nods:: And the others? How are their injuries? Alexis McFarland: Mmm.. ok,, come in. Kallah Ramson: Have we been able to access their navigational logs? Amanda Davis PhD: ::notes Dacia caring for one::: Alexis McFarland: ::stretches and heads to the door:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Comes in and pounces Alexis.:: mimipavilion: Their on the mend. Alexis McFarland: ::falls over, but huggles Miana:: Morning. ::giggles:: Lawliet: ::looking through his progress reports:: The computer is still reconstructing the information. We should have something within the hour. Amanda Davis PhD: Good. Good... ::checking the area, where several doctors are treating the wounded:: KelsaViegnor: ::swipes over to communication tab and checks her messages, then sends a quick affirmative reply to one of them:: Kallah Ramson: I'd like to know where that ship's been. We do first need to see if the time loop poses a threat to any other ships. Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles. She still had crumbs on her face.:: You were still sleeping? Annisha: :: yawns :: Alexis McFarland: Mmm. Yes, but I just woke up before you rang. mimipavilion: ::Amanda:: And what is your assessment, Doctor? Lawliet: ::nods:: Just one thing I don't understand...why are these Lore Kings so important to the Ma'ev crew? KelsaViegnor: ::scrolls over to entertainment news for her home planet:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking out towards local space :: Alexis McFarland: Just had breakfast? Gila Orrak: :: Enters medical :: Amanda Davis PhD: It's too early to say, Mimi. Hopefully, most of them will eventually deal with the trauma. It depends on their previous psychological state. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Amanda Davis PhD: I'll be looking into that as soon as their records are released. Kallah Ramson: Many Romulans are feeling lost since the destruction of Romulus. Amanda Davis PhD: ::notes Gila entering:: I'll leave you to her and check to see if the records are in my office yet. Alexis McFarland: :: pets Miana's head:: mimipavilion: If you need me to expedite the release of their records let me know. I'm sure the Rihan government would like to know as well. mimipavilion: ::sees Gila and nods to Amanda:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Mm. I had eggs and toast and some juice. ::Sits up, wiping her face.:: Jylliene: $ You should take advantage of the sleep while you can. Unless you're going to make coffee. ::said with head still half-under the blankets:: Amanda Davis PhD: Thank you, Doctor. ::she uses the professional term because Gila is close by:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::smiles to Gila as she returns to her office::: Alexis McFarland: I'll probably have the same thing. mimipavilion: ::walks over to Gila:: Can I help you, Ensign? Lawliet: Naturally, but we're talking about a group that left Vulcan over 1000 years ago. What would finding them mean? A new home? KelsaViegnor: ::notes a famous band from her childhood is on tour, and recalls having seen them perform:: Chirakis: ::stands by, monitoring the CnC while she listens to the conversation:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Grins.:: Are you ready for school to begin again? Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Gets out of bed, yawns :: Alexis McFarland: Yes, I managed to finish my assignment last night. Alexis McFarland: I hope Annisha did too Gila Orrak: :: walks around to observe people :: mimipavilion: Ensign, is there something I can help you with? Kallah Ramson: This group apparently were the keepers of many traditions. It would give them a new focus. Reinforcing some of the things which sent them into the stars before, now that they're forced to do the same again., Dacia Sandero: ::finishes treating the Romulan, and looks around the room:: Chirakis: ::wanders toward Cayne:: Anything new, Commander? Chirakis: 10:30 PM mimipavilion: ::follows Gila around:: Jylliene: $ ::stretches again:: What do we have planned today? Alexis McFarland: ::quickly washes up and brushes her teeth before replicating some scrambled eggs, toast with jam and some bacon and an orange juice:: Dacia Sandero: Hey 'sup Gila. Kallah Ramson: I'm sure Vulcan historians would be interesting in any pre-awakening finds as well. Lawliet: ::nods:: Makes sense...but doesn't seem like a stretch? I mean we've never heard of the Lore Kings, at least in serious discussion, until now. KelsaViegnor: ::cues up some music files of theirs, listens with the volume turned down. Ahh, nostalgia.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Plays with her tablet while Alexis eats.:: Yes. My assignments are done too. Lawliet: And now that I say that out loud...what does "Lore Kings" mean? Chirakis: ::turns to Lawliet at that comment:: I have heard of the Lore Kings, Commander. Kallah Ramson: A lot we don't know about Romulans. Doesn't help that they like it that way. mimipavilion: ::walks up beside Gila:: If there's nothing I can help you with, would you please leave, before you worry our guests even more. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ I think a big breakfast first. Dacia Sandero: ::works on a Romulan lady with some burns and other injuries:: Kallah Ramson: What puzzles me is how a group got this far from Vulcan. Lawliet: ::turns to Chirakis:: Captain? Chirakis: ::Ramson:: Indeed. Alexis McFarland: That's good. This week should be fun. I think we're doing dodgeball for gym this week, hopefully with the foam balls. Chirakis: ::Lawliet:: It is a group that has vanished into myth, Commander. Jylliene: $ Breakfast sounds good. Chirakis: I doubt that there are many who actually believe they exist, but I am sure there are many who have heard of them. Chirakis: And... they are probably called by many names, depending on the source of the tale. Jylliene: $ ::sits up and glances out the window at the view through the trees and over the lake:: Chirakis: I know nothing of them, but I have heard of them. mimipavilion: ::snaps her fingers in front of Gila:: Are you listening to me? Tarisa: Miana> Ooooh. I always do good with that game. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Starts to play a tune on his tiny stringed instrument :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::exits her office and begins to wander, just observing::: Alexis McFarland: Me too. It helps that I was a goalkeeper for the the soccer team in my school last year Jylliene: $ ::gazes incredulously:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles.:: Lawliet: ::thinks for a moment:: Perhaps we should dispatch a subspace message to the Vulcan Historical Society. Perhaps they could provide us with more information. Jylliene: $ ::gets up, goes to make some coffee:: Kallah Ramson: I have already reported this to Command with a request for just such information. ::glances at the chrono:: Though they still have yet to respond. Chirakis: ::excuses herself and moves on::: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Anni insisted I learn along with her. :: strums :: I hear the coffee is local... Amanda Davis PhD: ::at the request of one, she pulls up a chair and sits to listen::: Gila Orrak: Oh, sorry doctor Jylliene: $ That's what they said. ::follows the instructions to make some:: Alexis McFarland: ::finishing up her breakfast, and now working on her toast:: Gila Orrak: Sorry doctor. Just making rounds... :: leaves :: mimipavilion: ::smiles:: No problem. Chirakis: ::Once more, to Cayne:: Tactical status? Jylliene: $ You have a bit more mature an ear than she does ::referring to his playing:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: nods :: Aegis local is clear of traffic Kallah Ramson: As soon as the navigational data is ready, start cross referencing any planets they've been near with sensor data. Maybe we can see where they pick up the time loop... and if that had anything to do with their little side mission. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Playing and singing softly :: But she is better than I. mimipavilion: ::walks around and observes:: Lawliet: ::checks his status reports:: Actually, I believe I might have something. Kallah Ramson: ::looks towards Lawliet:: Jylliene: $ You're not bad, regardless. ::grins:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I am compiling reports from the outlying systems Chirakis: ::nods::: And...? Amanda Davis PhD: ::the warrior stoicism of the patient is difficult to sustain, and she breaks down::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: sings :: I've seen fire and I've seen rain.... :: continues :: KelsaViegnor: ::jams inwardly:: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ She picks sad Earth songs. Lawliet: It appears fragmented, but I can extrapolate the most likely course of the Ma'ev. ::runs a recursive algorithm:: KelsaViegnor: ::notes the time, cuts the music playback and starts getting ready for the day:: Kallah Ramson: Put it on the main viewer. Chirakis: ::turning to watch:: Gila Orrak: :: Frowns and does not exactly trust the Romulans. All of this is new to her. :: Lawliet: ::transfers the display to the viewer:: The blue markers are the confirmed readings. Jylliene: $ If that's what she likes right now. ::shrugs:: Wonder why earth songs, though? Amanda Davis PhD: ::at which point, Amanda draws the privacy screen to allow the patient privacy while she sheds the emotional turmoil she has been holding in::: Lawliet: This yellow line...::taps his panel::...indicates the course. Kallah Ramson: Looks like they were scouting what we believe to be the edges of Alliance space. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ The database is full of them because this is also an Earth instrument. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Thanks her for the coffee :: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ They are bringing it to us, I think Lawliet: Actually...::zooms in a segment::...this region is just beyond any records. Jylliene: $ Ahhh. That makes sense. Kallah Ramson: So, looks to be a pretty standard patrol until then. Alexis McFarland: ::picks a light blue sundress to wear with matching sandals and puts them on:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::it isn't often that one sees a Romulan break down, so Amanda sits quietly and patiently:: Jylliene: $ ::after giving him his coffee, sips her own:: mimipavilion: ::finishes up her round and goes back into her office:: Jylliene: $ Perhaps a leisurely hike around the lake later? Kallah Ramson: Get as much data as you can about that area. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ There is something planned on the other side, but we have to walk around. :: smiles :: Lawliet: ::access the long range sensor array:: Conducting long range scans. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: Something taps at the door :: Chirakis: ::steps toward Cayne:: Commander, forward those reports to my console. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: gets up to get it :: Jolan tr... :: looks down, sees a long hovering thing backing away from the door :: Kallah Ramson: If we go investigate ourselves, it might be dangerous to do so in the Aegean. Have the Adriatic prepped with subspace sensor suite just in case. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye.. :: forwards the outlying system reports to Chirakis:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::after quite a while, the patient settles down. They talk quietly for a few minutes, and Amanda exits to find Mimi::: Jylliene: $ Who's there? ::calling out to Nijil:: Annisha: :: mopes around :: Chirakis: ::nods and pulls up the reports, keying in on anything unusual::: mimipavilion: ::going over a report in her office:: Kallah Ramson: Luckily it's outside of Alliance space so the lack of a cloak shouldn't be as much of an issue. Alexis McFarland: I wonder if Annisha's still asleep? Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Room service. :: Opens the door and watches the hovering 'table' entering the cabin :: Alexis McFarland: Usually she wakes up before me, so I doubt it Amanda Davis PhD: ::approaches Mimi's office and knocks::: Jylliene: $ Ahh. Good. mimipavilion: ::hears the knock, looks up to see Amanda and waves her in:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::enters and closes the door::: Mimi... mimipavilion: Yes? Amanda Davis PhD: I had quite a talk with the patient in bed 23. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Amanda Davis PhD: She is extremely distraught because of several things. You might consider a mild sedative. Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: the hovering device goes to the main table in the dining room and goes over the table before sitting down on top of it. The sides fold down to reveal a generous selection of cooked eggs, breads, fruits, etc ::L Amanda Davis PhD: Something to settle her down. mimipavilion: Alright. I take it, it was pretty bad. Chirakis: ::looks up, looking for Ramson:: Captain? Annisha: :: drinks her juice, heads out of her room and out of her quarters, still in her pjs :: Kallah Ramson: ::turns to Chirakis:: Yes? Chirakis: ::tapping the screen:: Several reports have come in from outlying areas. This particular one is interesting. Forwarding it to you now. Chirakis: 10:55 PM Jylliene: $ That's quite a selection. Kallah Ramson: ::looks down at her console:: Amanda Davis PhD: Yes. She actually cried, which is rare for Romulans. Anger, yes. Crying, no. Kallah Ramson: ::ponders:: Nijil tr'Korjata: $ Breakfast is served. It is extensive. Wonder where it comes from... Jylliene: $ Well, no need to let things get cold. mimipavilion: ::takes a deep breath:: Understood. Jylliene: $ ::sits at the table:: Shall we? Nijil tr'Korjata: $ :: sits :: Certainly not.. Amanda Davis PhD: Meanwhile, I will continue rounds. Amanda Davis PhD: ::she exits and moves on::: Chirakis: 10:58 PM Gila Orrak: :: Walking around the medical level :: Kallah Ramson: Send reports to me once they are ready. ::closes her station down:: I'll be in my office. Chirakis: Yes, Captain. mimipavilion: ::nods and exits as well, cautiously walking over to bed 23 with a sedative:: Kallah Ramson: ::nods to Chirakis as she heads towards her office:: Alexis McFarland: ::sees Annisha outside and gives her a hug:: mimipavilion: ::arrives at the patient, talks with the patient and sedates the patient:: Lawliet: ::continues scanning the region:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 11/3/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Well done. mimipavilion: ::freeze frame:: Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Kallah Ramson: Bring things around to lunch time. Chirakis: Will do. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  8. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 3 November 2017 14 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.104 TBS is 12 hours. The time is 0700 hours (7:00 AM) Aegis local. The Romulan recon vessel, Ma’ev, was caught in a time loop caused by a faulty AQS. Due to masterful planning and expertise, SubCommander Jorahl stabilized the AQS long enough to bring the crew into the proper time and evacuate them. On Aegis, Commander Coleridge manipulated Aegis’ power grid and succeeded in beaming most of Ma’ev’s crew from the ship to Aegis. Those who left via escape pods were able to get to Aegis before Ma’ev exploded. In a curious turn of events, Ma’ev’s commanding officer pleaded to save the ship’s computer core, claiming that they had found the path of the Lore King’s clan, a group of Vulcans and Romulans who left thousands of years ago and have since vanished into myth.
  9. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 10/27/17 - 10:03 PM=/\= 13 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.103 TBS is 4 hours. The time is 1800 hours - 6:00 PM Aegis local. We prepare to activate a plan to pull the Ma'ev out of the time loop. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Kallah Ramson: ::on the CnC:: Tarisa: ::On the CnC, at SCI.:: Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay?:: Lawliet: ::CnC:: Chirakis: :::CnC, staring at the image on the tactical screen, where Ma'ev floats, sadly empty but full::: Kallah Ramson: +COM+ all stations report status. Fletcher Jackson: ::keeping an eye on things:: Alexis McFarland: ::having dinner with her friends: KelsaViegnor: ::dinner at a rather interesting place. Lots of bright decorations, many references to something called a "bayou", and so forth. Food smells good, though:: Chirakis: Security is ready. mimipavilion: ::finalizing everything and hears the comm:: +CnC+ Medical ready. Fletcher Jackson: ::ticking them off as they report:: mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: Hope your ready. Lawliet: ::looks up at Ramson:: Science ready. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::standing ready to beam over to the Ma'ev:: Dacia Sandero: Yep, I'm good Scott Coleridge: ::in engineering, having been supervising construction of the resonators:: +CnC+ Resonators deployed. Fletcher Jackson: All report ready, Captain. Alexis McFarland: ::eating a Blubby Chicken Burger:: mimipavilion: Alright, just making sure Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Tarisa: Miana> Mmm... ::Eating chicken fingers.:: Kallah Ramson: +Jorahl+ SubCommander, please proceed. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::nods to the TR chief and beams over to the ma'ev:: Scott Coleridge: ::checking on the status of the transporter boosts:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: at his post on the CnC :: Kallah Ramson: +COM+ Everyone remember, once the power core is stabilized we will be on the clock. And when the crew is freed we need to quickly evacuate their ship. Gila Orrak: :: Getting in a shift so she can have more time off shortly :: Kallah Ramson: +COM+ We will attempt to save the ship, but that is not guaranteed. Chirakis: ::steps over to Tarisa and speaks quietly:: Let us know if the slightest fluctuation in anything occurs. ::the anxiety shows in her expression, something seldom seen::: mimipavilion: ::checks the tags once again:: Scott Coleridge: +Ops+ I'm sending you a new priority schema for power management during the evac. We’re going to need to power down almost all non-essential systems. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Of course. Kallah Ramson: $Jorahl> :::working quickly on the AQS:: Fletcher Jackson: +Coleridge+ Schema received. Scott Coleridge: ((How many are we evacuating?)) Chirakis: (1,000 give or take) Annisha: :: Eating :: mimipavilion: ::waits:: Lawliet: ::checking his calculations one last time:: Scott Coleridge: ::turns to the lieutenant acting as chief while Nijil is honeymooning:: Are the damage control teams ready? Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Guides the Nei'rrh to the landing pad :: Chirakis: Lt> Yes, sir. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +COM+ AQS stabilizing. 80%....90%... Jylliene: #::grinning:: Scott Coleridge: Good. Deploy them now at the primary locations. I want to get ahead of the overloads, if at all possible, and minimize the damage. Fletcher Jackson: ::monitoring power usage::: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +COM+ 96%, variance within tolerance. Chirakis: Lt> Yes, sir. ::sends them out::: KelsaViegnor: ::glances through the window near her for people-watching:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Science, proceed. Kallah Ramson: +COM+ Rescue teams, stand ready. Alexis McFarland: They put too much mayo on the burger. Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Lands :: Suppose I should decloak... Lawliet: ::nods:: Activating resonators. Gila Orrak: :: taps on Annisha's door :: Lawliet: ::taps the execute function:: Alexis McFarland: ::hears knocking:: Who's that? Fletcher Jackson: ::Keen eye on power consumption:: Tarisa: ::Keeping an eye on the Ma'ev and surrounding areas.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Ears perk up.:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::hears the audible resonance echoing through the bulkheads:: KelsaViegnor: ::observes the number of Romulans, Klingons, and so on walking by, considering how to adjust her offerings to fit those out and about:: Gila Orrak: :: hits the chime :: Annisha: Coming..coming mimipavilion: ::hears the comm and waits to see if she needs to go to a tr:: Alexis McFarland: ::follows Annisha:: Fletcher Jackson: Power is stable. mimipavilion: ::gathers her team just in case:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Sensor readings fluctuate from the ma'ev, blips of life signs flashing in and out Dacia Sandero: ::preparing things in sickbay:: Lawliet: ::oversees the resonance levels:: Tarisa, make sure each resonator is within 15 megahertz. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::looking over readings of the AQS:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::also trying to stay out of the way of crewmember who keep blinking in and out of reality:: Alexis McFarland: Who is it? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +COM+ We're seeing some effect but the loop is still in tact. Tarisa: ::Perks up.:: I am getting lifesign fluctuations. Nijil tr'Korjata: # Ready? Jylliene: # ::ready to get out of the shuttle and breathe the air:: Yes. Annisha: :: Opens the door :: Gila Orrak: Hello, is the little lady of the house here? Annisha: Ha ha... what's up spoony? Gila Orrak: :: grimaces :: I'll excuse that one. I am here to check up on you and your friends. Are they here? arisa: Miana> ::Pokes head out of the main room, watching the others. She had a chicken finger hanging from her mouth.:: Gila Orrak: Alexis McFarland: ::has a but of mayo on her cheek:: Kallah Ramson: What’s happening science? Scott Coleridge: ::monitoring the action:: Come on... come on. Jylliene: # ::stands and follows Nijil toward the shuttle door:: Chirakis: ::moves to the security console, turns, and stares from there::: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::sees the AQS frequencies starting to slip:: Tarisa: The resonators are beginning to take effect on the loop. mimipavilion: +CnC+ What's the status? Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Opens the door.. hiss :: Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ More power at your disposal, Commander Coleridge. I've shut down several nonessential areas. KelsaViegnor: ::curiously eyes the dish the waiter brought:: Lawliet: ::looks up:: We're almost there. Just need to compensate the resonators slightly. Tarisa: AQS frequencies are losing stability. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +COM+ We need to speed the process up. I can only keep the core stable for another 6 minutes. Nijil tr'Korjata: # Oh a little brisk... evening is approaching. Let's get our stuff on the Lev and get in our cabin Gila Orrak: May I come in? Alexis McFarland: ::waves at Gila and takes another bite of her burger:: Annisha: :: Nods :: Sure... :: waves her in :: Lawliet: ::looks at everyone and back at the controls:: Tarisa, I'm taking manual control. Jylliene: # ::puts the stuff on the lev:: Why did we bring all of this with us? Tarisa: Miana> ::Nibbling on her chicken as she watches the new arrival.:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Lawliet: ::closes his eyes for a moment and begins to input a series of complex commands into the resonators:: Kallah Ramson: +medical+ Standby, we almost have them out. mimipavilion: +Kallah+ Understood. Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ 3/4 of station power is yours, Commander. Lawliet: ::moves his fingers at a faster rate every few seconds:: Alexis McFarland: Yummy. Scott Coleridge: +Jackson+ Thank you. Transporters are at your disposal to start beaming as soon as the lifesigns are stable. We'll try to hold them together. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> The flashing in and out of existence increases... Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::feels like he's watching some ancient film projector slowly coming up to speed:: Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ Aye, sir. Informing transporter rooms to stand by for engage. Gila Orrak: :: Walks in, points at Alexis :: Those things are not good for you... Lawliet: ::keeps making adjustments:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nods :: mimipavilion: ::knows that sickbay is ready, weather or not she goes back over to get the crew out via tags:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::his scanner starts beeping an alert as the AQS stability "wobbles" :: Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: Yeah, but Dacia says its ok if its' once in a while. Lawliet: ::finishes his commands:: How about now? Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: shrugs :: Better to bring too much than not enough? Let's go... Alexis McFarland: ::eats the last bite of her burger:: Chirakis: Commander Cayne, inform security crews to assist with medical transport as soon as they are aboard. Two teams to every transporter. Three, if available. Jylliene: # ::nods and accompanies him toward the cabin:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> In a snap... the Ma'ev crew reappear. almost all of them suddenly collapse. Dacia Sandero: ::helping out wherever she can:: Jylliene: ((::wonders how much Nijil paid Gila to go all strict-mom on Annisha::)) Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +COM+ we've got them. Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ beaming now Kallah Ramson: +COM+ Begin evacuation of the Ma'ev Lawliet: ::stands up, watching the scans coming in:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::as the consoles on the ship come back to life quickly enters the abandon ship commands:: Gila Orrak: Can I sit? I've been on the seat for a while. Fletcher Jackson: +Medical+ Stand by for incoming. Alexis McFarland: ::standing nearby holding onto Miana:: mimipavilion: +Fletcher+ Understood. ::puts her back down somewhere:: mimipavilion: ::everyone in medical:: Incoming. Tarisa: ::Watching the AQS levels as the evacuation begins.:: Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Pulls the Lev along, looks at his PADD :: Our reservation says it's that way, deeper in the forest and closer to the lake. :: points :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Purrs as she finishes her chicken.:: Chirakis: ACTION> Security assists medical as they begin to beam in. mimipavilion: ::begins treating the patients as they begin to beam in:: Jylliene: #::nods:: Maybe over there? Looks like there's a cabin just past those few trees. ::points:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Ma'ev crew who can stand, once they get their bearings begin helping others. Several escape pods begin to eject as the crew begin evacuating themselves as best they can Chirakis: ACTION> All medical personnel and anyone trained in EMS have been activated. Scott Coleridge: ((Cut to: Nijil and Jylliene spend the entire honeymoon wandering lost through the forest.)) Tarisa: I am detecting multiple escape pod launches. AQS is gradually becoming unstable. Chirakis: (heh) Jylliene: (( :P )) Lawliet: ::keeps checking on the resonators...trying to keep them ahead of the AQS:: Scott Coleridge: ::keeping an eye on the power levels now that literally every transporter on Aegis is in operation simultaneously:: Dacia Sandero: ::helping treat one of the crewmembers,, checking their vitals and stuff:: Annisha: The station is on alert again...right? Fletcher Jackson: SubCommander Jorahl is still locked on, Captain Ramson. Tarisa: Miana> ::Noticing the lights flicker ever so slightly.:: Fletcher Jackson: Say the word, and he's outta there. Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander> ::is beamed into sickbay:: WHats going on?! Alexis McFarland: That's why Dacia hasn't come back yet. She has to stay in Sickbay. Kallah Ramson: +Jorahl+ Status? Jylliene: # Peaceful out here. mimipavilion: ::treating the Ma'ev Commander:: You were stuck in a time loop due to your AQS. Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Looks as they walk :: Look.. is that smoke coming from the cabin? Gila Orrak: You are correct. Chirakis: ::completely immobile as she listens and watches::: Annisha: I thought so. Alexis here can tell. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +ramson+ Attempting to contain the core. standby. Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander> What about my ship? Fletcher Jackson: ::his finger hovers over the beamout button:: Chirakis: 10:40 PM Alexis McFarland: I Sense a lot more people on the station. They might have beamed aboard. Tarisa: Degradation is increasing. mimipavilion: ::Ma'ev Cmdr:: We have someone there trying to fix. Status unknown at the moment. Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander> I need to talk to them.... NOW. Gila Orrak: Who is watching you all? I mean I see you girls together a lot. Kallah Ramson: How much of the crew have we evacuated? Scott Coleridge: ::so far only a few isolated reports of conduit overloads:: Good, good. Just a few minutes longer. mimipavilion: ::Ma'ev Cmdr:: No. Not in your current state. Your staying here. Daise Manek's orders Fletcher Jackson: Unknown, Captain. Some have transported, others have left in escape pods. KelsaViegnor: ::notes the movement of the crew through, in a hurry:: Alexis McFarland: Miana's security appointed bodyguard? Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander> I will talk to them now.::looks at mimi with eyes you don't usually see from a Romulans::.....please. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Mmhm Dacia Sandero: ::checks the vitals of various Romulan crew:: mimipavilion: I'll see if I can get you patched through, that's the best I can do. Ok. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::seeing the AQS cycle taking a dangerous path:: Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander>::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Arrives at the cabin door :: How do we get in? Scott Coleridge: ::sees a monitoring light start to blink:: Uh-oh. Fletcher Jackson: ::looks to Ramson:: Captain, I'm getting a warning signal from that area. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nothing on his perimeter scans :: Jylliene: # ::opens the door, which has been left unlocked in readiness:: Like this. ::walks in:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: +CnC+ Can we patch the Ma'ev Cmdr to Jorahl. It's urgent Kallah Ramson: Time till we have everyone off? Tarisa: Detecting a moderate power spike. Gila Orrak: Would not be difficult to take her security out, no offense. Scott Coleridge: ::watches the monitoring light turn into an alarm as more conduits overload and feedback loops build up in the materialization arrays:: Fletcher Jackson: Unknown, Captain. Tarisa: Miana> ::Frowns.:: Fletcher Jackson: Hopefully a few minutes more. Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander> ::listening to the doctor...:: Fletcher Jackson: ::then realizes the request::: +COM+ :::tap...tap::: Patched through. Go ahead. Alexis McFarland: Mmm.. Miana ::frowns too and hugs Miana:: mimipavilion: ::nods to the Cmdr:: Chirakis: ::she forcefully relaxes and moves to stand closer to Ramson:: Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Commander> +COM+ Save the computer core! We found the path of the LoreKings clan. Do you understand? We found them! Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::blinks:: Chirakis: (w) the LoreKings clan? Tarisa: ::Ear perks up.:: Dacia Sandero: ::ponder the same thing, as she treats a Romulan:: mimipavilion: ::has a confused look on her face:: LoreKings clan? Lawliet: ::to Tarisa:: What's the status of the AQS? Tarisa: We still have time, but not much. Scott Coleridge: +Ops+ Engineering to Ops. We're about to lose some of the transporters. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +Aegis+ beginning computer dump into Aegis mainframe! Fletcher Jackson: ::His hands fly as he opens a line::: +Jorahl+ Ready to receive the contents of the computer core. Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ Receiving dump. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::moving twice as fast at the console:: Jylliene: # ::gets the things off the lev and begins to settle in for their time there:: Chirakis: (w) Get out of there.... Chirakis: 10:50 PM mimipavilion: ::Ma'ev Cmdr:: forgive me sir, but who are the LoreKings clan? ::continues to treat the Cmdr:: Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: Sees a roaring fire and a place setting with a rather ample dinner :: Dacia Sandero: ::not Data's brother, hopefully:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +Aegis+ Clear the area, diverting AQS power. That will give us a few more minutes to download their data..... but the power overloads are going to rip this ship apart piece by piece Chirakis: (w) Tylus... get.... out... Scott Coleridge: ::watches as 1/3 of Aegis' transporters gradually go offline, like dominos, as the combined power failures and load demands overwhelm them:: Fletcher Jackson: +Jorahl+ Area is clear. Alexis McFarland: ::Slobs out on the couch:: Nijil tr'Korjata: # We should just put the Lev to the side and eat... Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev Cmdr> ::becoming dizzy, but looks to mimi:: A group who left Vulcan with our ancestors. but they took another path, the path of the our ancient ancestors. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Internal explosions spread across the ma'ev. Jylliene: # I suppose - before it gets cold. ::approaches table:: mimipavilion: ::Nods:: Alright. ::diverts the conversation:: How do you feel? Dacia Sandero: hmm. Chirakis: ::her attention is drawn to the tactical screen::: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::as the console he's working on blows...:::+COM+ Aegis, beam out now, Fletcher Jackson: Beaming... Lawliet: ::checks his scans:: The Ma'ev is breaking up. Chirakis: Shields up as soon as he's aboard. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Nijil tr'Korjata: # :: sits across from Jylliene :: Their timing is excellent... I did not see anyone leave. Chirakis: 10:55 PM Kallah Ramson: Ma'ev CMDR> ::speaking more to himself:: this...was worth...it. ::passes out:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl>::beams onto Aegis:: Fletcher Jackson: Shields up. He's aboard. mimipavilion: ::notes that the Cmdr has passed out, checks to make sure that he stable:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Intensifies the scans :: Jylliene: # they could have come when we entered the system and been done by the time we landed. Chirakis: ::she leans on her console, hands trembling uncontrollably, even though she has her fists clenched::: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Ma'ev erupts as the AQS loses containment Kallah Ramson: Did we get everyone? Chirakis: Commander Cayne, sound shock wave alert. Lawliet: ::shields his eyes as the ship explodes:: Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Those who evacuated in pods have arrived. mimipavilion: ::glad that the Cmdr is stable, activates the monitor to alert if there are any changes and moves to the next patient:: Chirakis: Action> Shock wave alert sounds. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 10/27/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Well done. Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Kallah Ramson: Let's bring things around to the next morning. Aegis shields take the shockwave. Chirakis: 7 am tomorrow then. Comments for the crew? Kallah Ramson: none Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Very well... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  10. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 27 October 2017 13 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.103 TBS is 4 hours. The time is 1800 hours (6:00 PM) Aegis local. We are preparing to activate a complex plan that should pull the Ma’ev and/or her crew out of the time fold. If it does not work, there is a chance that the entire sector will be pulled into the loop with them.
  11. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 10/20/17 - 10:06 PM=/\= 13 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.103 TBS is 2 days. The time is 1300 hours - 1:00 PM Aegis local. The Ma'ev could be trapped in a temporal fold anchored to a malfunctioning AQS. The away team has been working on a solution. At sim begin, they will meet in the conference room. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Fletcher Jackson: ::OPS::: Dacia Sandero: ::in Sickbay, probably:: Jylliene: % ::cabin by the lake:: Lawliet: ::walking into the conference room with a PADD:: Chirakis: :::CnC, covering for Scott and the captain::: mimipavilion: ::in the conference room:: Tarisa: ::On CnC, at the SCI console.:: KelsaViegnor: ::at the shop, training Thelea:: Alexis McFarland: ::somewhere... with Miana and Annisha:: Kallah Ramson: ::in conference room, gazing out a window:: Chirakis: ::Tarisa:: Any change in status for the Ma'ev? Jylliene: % ::exhales in relaxation:: Lawliet: ::sits in his chair:: mimipavilion: ::already sitting in her chair:: Tarisa: ::Shakes head.:: Not at the moment. It seems stable. Chirakis: ::satisfied nod as she monitors the tactical board::: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::enters the conference room. moves to a spot in the corner....watching:: Kallah Ramson: ::turns from her contemplation and steps towards the table:: Let's begin. ::takes her seat:: Kallah Ramson: Science, what do we know? Chirakis: ::her eyes follow the SubCommander as he enters the conference room, his presence taking her back several years::: KelsaViegnor: ::allowing her to try several scents, to learn about the shop's offerings:: Chirakis: ::deep breath:: Mr. Jackson, keep the corridors clear as a precautionary measure. Alexis McFarland: ::sucking on a jumja candy:: Lawliet: ::looks over at Ramson:: After a more detailed analysis, I believe the Ma'ev may have encountered a temporal anomaly and it was "snagged" by the AQS. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Corridors are clear and will be until the restriction is lifted. Tarisa: ::Continuing her periodic subspace scans of the ship and surrounding areas.:: Chirakis: ::she begins to pace her normal route around CnC::: Kallah Ramson: Do we have a theory on how to free them and rescue the crew? Dacia Sandero: ::treating patients that came in as well as checks on the various samples and other things they have:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Enjoying her candy.:: Mmm... Gila Orrak: % Nijil> How are you feeling? Alexis McFarland: ::unwraps another piece of candy and pops it into Annisha's mouth:: Jylliene: % More relaxed than I thought I could possibly feel. Lawliet: In the past 48 hours, I've been working on a method to collapse the anomaly...but it's untested. Kallah Ramson: What are the risks? mimipavilion: ::listens:: Gila Orrak: % Nijil > Like the pains of the universe are light years away? Jylliene: % Very much so. Lawliet: Worse case scenario, the anomaly expands at an alarming rate to a degree that it will eventually consume everything within 1.2 light years....give or take a parsec. Kallah Ramson: ::wince:: Let's try to avoid that. KelsaViegnor: ::continues the training process:: Gila Orrak: Cayne > :: On the bridge of the ship :: Kallah Ramson: What would this involve? Alexis McFarland: ::pets Annisha's head:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles:: Gila Orrak: Annisha > Au giggle a lot Miana.. Alexis McFarland: It's cute Tarisa: Miana> I can not help it. Alexis McFarland: How's your candy, Annisha? Lawliet: ::nods:: It involves installing several prototype resonators throughout the ship. They would send out tachyons that would work along side with the resonance pulses we would trigger. Chirakis: ::in her pacing, she stops by Cayne, at the TAC console:: Anything new? Lawliet: This would, in theory, collapse the anomaly and return the crew to the normal flow of time. Fletcher Jackson: ::keeping busy with the routine in-house things that he should pass on to a minion, but hasn't learned that yet::: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> And if the frequency is wrong you will increase the effect. Lawliet: ::to Jorahl:: Exactly, but that's not the main problem. mimipavilion: ::Lawliet:: Then what is? Tarisa: ::Ears go in radar mode as she watches Chirakis pace.:: Lawliet: The AQS. In order to the resonators to work, the AQS can't fluctuate. If the power levels change too much, it will create a catalyst that I won't be able to overcome. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Then we have a problem. mimipavilion: ::leans back in her chair:: Oy! Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> The scans we took showed the Ma'ev to be working with an AQS that should have already been replaced. It's age is probably why it attracted this anomaly in the first place. Gila Orrak: Cayne > These power sources are very tricky. Lawliet: ::looks around the table:: Is there a way to momentarily stabilize the AQS? Chirakis: ::in her third pace around CnC, she stops at Tarisa's console and says absently:: Any thoughts that would benefit the discussion going on behind closed doors? Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> There are but they do have their own risks. Chirakis: 10:30 PM Lawliet: Seems to be a reoccurring theme. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Increasing the mass of the unit will decrease power generation. The system is then easier to regulate. Tarisa: ::Shakes head.:: Chief Lawliet brought his plan to me for ideas. Everything was solid, save for engineering issues that are beyond me. Chirakis: ::hums as she nods::: mimipavilion: ::pauses:: Apologies, since I'm more a doctor than an engineer or scientist, but how long would the AQS need to be off in order for this to work? Chirakis: He *does* have a wealth of knowledge beyond most of us. Tarisa: ::Nods in agreement.:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Less a matter of being off, than being at a nice idle. mimipavilion: Ok how long do we need to idle it Chirakis: However, it seems strange to me that the crew of Ma'ev can be in the time fold but the Aegis team not be affected. But then...::she turns to Tarisa:: that is why I am not a scientist. Tarisa: ::Smiles, choosing wisely not to respond verbally.:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> But the control matrix develops as an AQS ages. Simply reverting it to a previous state by adding mass can cause that matrix to expand the singularities event edge, consuming the whole ship. Chirakis: ::chuckles:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::looks to lawliet:: Chirakis: It doesn't take a telepath to know what you are thinking. ::she moves on, still semi-smiling::: mimipavilion: ::is definitely out of her league and it kinda shows:: Chirakis: (often the simplest questions are the ones that the experts overlook, Doctor) mimipavilion: (yes indeed) Lawliet: ::looks back at Jorahl:: Is it possible? To stabilize the AQS? I don't care about the percentage. Tarisa: ::Tilts her head curiously as continues to monitor the console.:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> I can stabilize the system for 10 minutes, 15 if the resonators don't overload the matrix. Chirakis: ::stops to check the tactical readout and is satisfied that the corridors are clear:: Lawliet: ::nods:: It can work. It be tight...but it would work. Kallah Ramson: Do we have any other viable options besides this plan? Chirakis: ::and she is still puzzled, especially how the ship can be visible and its crew essentially invisible::: Lawliet: ::looks around the table as to offer anyone else who might have an idea:: Chirakis: ::the ship's structure vs the biological nature of the crew?:::: Kallah Ramson: ::looks around:: I see. Gila Orrak: :: Gila noticed Cayne was tense. He was out of his element on the technology, only able to offer big picture suggestions and just about that much understanding. :: Kallah Ramson: ::mimi:: doctor, with all the risks they've talked about i'm expecting a lot of the crew could suffer some form of temporal shock coming out of the loop. Kallah Ramson: ::over towards the security types:: and with the risk of the AQS exploding OR imploding we are going to have to evacuate the ship quickly. Gila Orrak: Cayne > :: He was getting worried the ensign studied him closely. She'd not likely guess who he was, but every time she looked him up and down he wondered if he was giving himself away :: Kallah Ramson: So we will be dealing with an injured and dazed crew who have to be moved with all due haste. can you come up with a plan for this? mimipavilion: ::thinks for a moment:: We'll need an emergency site-to-site transport of some kind. Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: Kallah Ramson: ::Lawliet:: how long to prepare the resonators? Gila Orrak: Cayne > We could do a multi beam out all at once, but the closer the ship is to Aegis the better. Lawliet: I'll need Engineering to produce approximately 78 resonators. Shouldn't take more than a few hours. Chirakis: 10:50 PM Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> send the plans to the shipyard and we'll begin replication. Lawliet: ::nods:: Doing so now. ::picks up his PADD and relays the information:: Gila Orrak: :: Gila heads out on Cayne's nod :: Kallah Ramson: Station engineering will work on increasing transporter capacity. But beaming the entire crew at once won't be possible. Kallah Ramson: Aegean and Apnex will have to stay clear because of their AQS systems but the Adriatic can assist. mimipavilion: True Captain, just remembered that we do have emergency tagging avaliable, will need to have medical and security to do that. Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: mimipavilion: Will get all tags ready and divide them up between personal. Kallah Ramson: Make those arrangements and have your crew and gear transferred to the Adriatic. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Kallah Ramson: Let's get this all together and be prepared to start the operation in 4 hours. Chirakis: ::stops to stare at the tactical board::: Chirakis: ::then her gaze shifts to the empty corridors, which triggers the thought that commerce is at a standstill::: Chirakis: 10:55 PM Kallah Ramson: Anything else? Gila Orrak: Cayne > This station can't beam them all at once? How many transporters do we have? Kallah Ramson: <while we haven't said, i'm figuring this is a D'Deridex class warbird. were talking a crew of over 1000> Chirakis: 10:58 PM Kallah Ramson: Not enough for a ship that size. We can press some civilian ships to aid as well as the task force ships. But speed will still be needed. Kallah Ramson: ::looks around:: okay then. let's get to work. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 10/20/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Kallah Ramson: Let's go with 4 hours, just in time to start the operation. Chirakis: 4 hours it is. Comments for the crew? Kallah Ramson: none Chirakis: From the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  12. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 20 October 2017 13 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.103 TBS is 2 days. The time is 1300 hours (1:00 PM) Aegis local. We suspect that the Romulan recon vessel, Ma’ev, is trapped in a temporal fold that is anchored to a malfunctioning AQS. If the crack in time contaminates a full powered AQS, the entire sector could fall into the loop. The team has left the Ma’ev to work on a solution. At sim begin, we will be meeting in the conference room to discuss our findings.
  13. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 10/13/17 - 10:03 PM=/\= 11 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.101 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1200 hours - 12:00 PM Aegis local. As a test of the ship's reality, the away team decides to move Ma'ev toward the defense grid, which registers it as a non-hostile "something". Is the away team's perspective is being distorted? Are they being mentally manipulated, stuck between realities, or both? Is the Ma'ev's crew out of phase? More questions than answers. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Fletcher Jackson: ::OPS:: mimipavilion: $::on the Ma'ev's bridge:: Dacia Sandero: ::on the CT, observing the happening on the Ma'ev:: Scott Coleridge: $ Have we reached the grid yet? Tarisa: ::At the science station on CnC.:: Alexis McFarland: ::in her room with Miana and Annisha, playing with her stuffed chimp:: Jylliene: % ::on the Nei'rrh, intergalactic Risk or food or something.:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::on Ma'ev bridge:: We should be within it's range, yes. Chirakis: ::sighs, leaning on the tactical console, puzzled::: Tarisa: Miana> ::In Alexis' quarters after a shopping spree.:: What shall we do for lunch? Alexis McFarland: Blubby’s? Scott Coleridge: $+Aegis+ How is the grid reacting to the Ma'ev? Chirakis: +Ma'ev+ SubCommander, you register as being within the grid. Alexis McFarland: Any preferences? Chirakis: +Scott+ The ship registers as "something" not hostile. Scott Coleridge: $ Any other ideas? ::looks around:: Other than blowing up the ship, of course. Tarisa: Miana> ::Cuddling her stuffed Caitian.:: What if we have someone deliver? Alexis McFarland: Yeah, I think Blubby's delivers. Chirakis: +Scott+ So, you are definitely there. What you are is apparently beyond detection. Alexis McFarland: Plus my feet are still kinda tired after all that walking. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::scott:: I wouldn't take that personal. Tarisa: Miana> ::nods:: Chirakis: ::Dacia:: Thoughts, Doctor? Lawliet: $ ::on the Ma'ev bridge:: mimipavilion: $::looks around, thinking of any ideas:: Dacia Sandero: I can't sense anything hostile either, but it certainly is out of the ordinary. It's difficult to explain. KelsaViegnor: ::gets a return message from the possible hiree and smiles slightly in satisfaction:: Chirakis: How difficult? Alexis McFarland: ::activates the terminal by the couch and brings up Blubby's menu:: What do you want? Lawliet: $ Perhaps a test? Tarisa: ::Ears perk up to the conversation.:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> If something is actively blocking our perception I would suggest trying to overload their ability. Chirakis: ::looks to Tarisa:: Any thoughts you have, please voice. We are running out of options. Gila Orrak: $ :: With the others on the Ma'ev :: mimipavilion: $::hears Lawliet and Jorahl:: KelsaViegnor: ::then turns her attention to the other message and seems content with it as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: % :: With Jylliene :: Tarisa: We should somehow determine if there is a delay of some sort. That could give us an indication. Chirakis: And how would we do that? One ping? Dacia Sandero: Well, I can sense something but it's not like anything I've encountered before. I would agree with Tarisa there, that could certainly help. Tarisa: Perhaps something as simple as a sensor ping. Annisha: :: Eating :: Au know. I think lunch is the best meal...although... Tarisa: ::nods:: Chirakis: Of course.... Alexis McFarland: Although? Chirakis: Do it. Lawliet: $ ::looks up:: Commander, I just noticed something. mimipavilion: $::focuses on Jorahl's comment and thinks back to what happened with the tl:: Tarisa: ::Makes a ping.:: Alexis McFarland: ::Orders a cheeseburger combo and a Jumja Juice to deliver:: Nijil tr'Korjata: % :: Speaking to Jylliene :: So, looking forward to some actual air, if that even is a thing? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::turns towards Lawliet:: Tarisa: Miana> ::orders the same.:: Dacia Sandero: ::watches and senses for anything:: Alexis McFarland: ::their orders appear in the replicator a few moments later:: mimipavilion: $::turns to Lawliet while somewhat thinking about what happened:: Chirakis: ::straightens up to hear the return::: Alexis McFarland: ::Sing-songy voice from the replicator:: Thank you for ordering from Blubby's! Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Sensor ping registers the Ma'ev, lighting it up on sensors Jylliene: % ::chuckles:: Very much so. Chirakis: ::her arms cross as she waits::: How long should it take, Commander? Tarisa: Not long... Chirakis: There. Dacia Sandero: Ahh Lawliet: $ ::looks around:: While our vision may be impaired...our auditory senses are not. When we talk to one another, even with Aegis, it's all consistent. Chirakis: So, it is real and not a figment of our imaginations. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Indeed. Dacia Sandero: Which would rule out any sentient being messing with them, I would think. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::or so we think, he ponders:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Grabs her tray of food.:: Alexis McFarland: ::does the same:: Chirakis: +Scott+ Commander, we sent a sensor ping, and the ship registers as there. Rather, something is there that appears to be a ship. Tarisa: :;Shakes her head.:: We have simply confirmed they are there. Lawliet: $ What if we try and approach this by listening...instead of seeing? Gila Orrak: $ :: Looks around :: So what exactly is happening to this vessel? Chirakis: ::nod to Dacia and Tarisa:: Alexis McFarland: ::bites into her burger:: Scott Coleridge: $ You want to blind-fold us? Chirakis: ::on hearing Lawliet, she raises a brow::: Dacia Sandero: Ah, not a bad idea. Chirakis: Indeed. As humanoids we have several senses that define in our minds what we are experiencing. Lawliet: $ No. What I mean is, we use methods that don't require our sight. Like the PING Aegis just sent for example. Dacia Sandero: Yes, by blocking one sense it could increase the efficiency of the others mimipavilion: $::Scott:: Well, Lawliet is right. Jorahl went into the computer core 'blind' using only his tactile sense. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> If Aegis was to adjust their sensor probe to the right frequency it could cause a resonance of an audible range against the vessel's hull. Tarisa: Interesting... Chirakis: Also, our brains tend to take things we do not understand and make sense of them according to our knowledge. At least Dr. Davis so believes. Jylliene: % Time in natural air with trees growing around... it will be very nice. Dacia Sandero: Yes, quite. Tarisa: ::Looks at potential frequency modulations.:: Alexis McFarland: Nummy nummy! ::eating her fries:: Chirakis: ::Tarisa, at Jorahl's suggestion:: Whenever you are ready. Tarisa: Miana> ::nomming on fries.:: Chirakis: +Scott+ Incoming test for resonant frequencies. Tarisa: One moment...::Adjusting.:: Ready. Chirakis: +Scott+ At your command, Commander Coleridge. Scott Coleridge: $+Aegis+ Initiate. Tarisa: ::Activates sensor modulations.:: Chirakis: ::nods to Tarisa::: Lawliet: $ ::monitors the sensor readings:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> A low hum is heard by the away team. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::pulls out sensor device and scans:: Lawliet: $ ::looks up and listens to the resonance:: Gila Orrak: $ What's that? Chirakis: ::waiting::: mimipavilion: $::Gila:: Must be the resonant scan Chirakis: ::Tarisa:: Should we be able to hear the resonance? mimipavilion: $::listens to the scan and looks around a bit:: Fletcher Jackson: ::looking up from his work::: Tarisa: We may get some of the feedback through the open comm. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Visually the away team suddenly see a flash. For a split second the bridge is full of Romulans at their stations. then their gone. Chirakis: Um... Dacia Sandero: ::stands by Tarisa's console:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: $ :: Watching Gila...with a longing for the past..stops in his tracks :: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::eyebrow, looking over sensor readings:: mimipavilion: $::catches a brief glimpse of the crew on the bridge:: Wow!!! Scott Coleridge: $ What was that? Gila Orrak: $ Did anyone else see that? :: She said, gripping her rifle :: Chirakis: Mr. Jackson, keep the corridors clear until this is resolved. Lawliet: $ ::looks around:: Commander...I have a suggestion. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Perhaps a shared experience is merging our perceptions. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Clearing the corridors. Annisha: :: Flops back on the bed :: mimipavilion: $ I believe that was the crew. Something similar happened to me and Jorahl on our way back here. Tarisa: ::Listening to the comm chatter.:: What did they see? Fletcher Jackson: ::sends an APB to clear all entry and exit corridors because of an emergency::: Alexis McFarland: ::Finishes her meal:: That was yummy! ::flops on the bed as well:: Chirakis: A good question. Annisha: Hey guys, what if I colored my hair pure white? Think my parents would get upset? Tarisa: Miana> Mmm Scott Coleridge: $ Was that real, though? Alexis McFarland: Ooh, like Miana's? Tarisa: Miana> You mean like my hair? Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet, dry:: You can just suggest things, you know. You don't have to announce it beforehand. Annisha: Yeah... au like your hair, right? Alexis McFarland: How long are your parents gone for again? I've never seen a white haired Romulan before Tarisa: Miana> ::giggles.:: mimipavilion: $ Good question? Nijil tr'Korjata: % :: Goes to program something for the replicator :: Annisha: Weeks I think... or never...au know how parents are. Fletcher Jackson: All corridors are clear, Captain. Alexis McFarland: Yes.. yes I do Chirakis: ::nods to Fletcher::: Lawliet: $ Sir... the appearance of the crew coincided with the resonance scan. If we alternate it's intensity and speed...we might be able to get a better idea of what's going on here. Jylliene: % ::grins:: Think we'll get sick of cooking our own food there instead of using the replicator? Tarisa: ::Hearing Lawliet, already making her adjustments.:: Chirakis: ::looks to Tarisa::: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Agreed. variable frequencies might prove useful. Nijil tr'Korjata: % There's always the Nei'rrh replicator. But I don't think so... My parents made sure I could cook a thing or two. Chirakis: Wait for Commander Coleridge's command. Tarisa: ::Nods to Chirakis.:: I am ready. Scott Coleridge: $ OK, let's try that. +Aegis+ Did you copy that, Aegis? Chirakis: +Scott+ Ready. Gila Orrak: $ Were those the crew? Can we communicate with them? Jylliene: % I married you for a reason. Jylliene: % ::grins:: mimipavilion: $::Gila:: I'm not sure, we're about to find out. Nijil tr'Korjata: % Au told me it was to fix things around the home... Jylliene: % Several reasons, then. Chirakis: +Scott+ At your command. mimipavilion: $;:Hopes Aegis is visually recording this, looks at the Captain's Chair:: Scott Coleridge: $+Aegis+ Initiate. ::everyone else:: Tricorders on, let's try to take this in and figure it out. Nijil tr'Korjata: % I bonded with au because au make me a better person...and I hope I can do the same for au. Chirakis: ::nods to Tarisa:: Jylliene: % ::awwwwww:: mimipavilion: $::gets her tricorder out and begins scanning:: Tarisa: ::Activates the 2nd wave of pulses.:: Lawliet: $ ::takes out tricorder:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Random flashes of the crew appear and disappear. Alexis McFarland: ::sipping her Jumja Juice, imagining Annisha in white hair:: Chirakis: 10:35 PM Jylliene: % ::grins:: You already have. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::scanning:: Chirakis: That... is interesting. ::strokes her chin::: Lawliet: $ ::gets up and walks around:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::steps near the command chair:: Tarisa: Miana> Maybe you should try a wig first to make sure you like it. Alexis McFarland: Or, a holo-sim of yourself with white hair? mimipavilion: $::sees Jorahl near the chair, makes her way to helm:: Nijil tr'Korjata: % :: the weight of what they have done together, before and after the bonding started to affect him. He wiped a tear away. Truth be told, he was always full of emotion, but unlike his Vulcan cousin, he could not suppress them. :: Chirakis: ::Dacia:: Thoughts, Doctor? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::looks down at a console then back towards the flashing image of the commander in his seat:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Does anyone notice any movement of the crew? Scott Coleridge: $ Just a little. mimipavilion: $::stands directly next to the helm officer:: barely Jylliene: % Getting emotional on me? Annisha: :: Light years away, another Rihan was overcome with emotion. Annisha sighed :: Lawliet: $ ::moves his hand up and down in front of one of the crew:: Dacia Sandero: ::ponders:: I'm not sure what could be causing the crew's vision they're experiencing without being there. Dacia Sandero: visions* mimipavilion: $::scans helm and moves to where she is directly in front of the helm officer or rather where the officer should be:: Scott Coleridge: $ +Aegis+ Are you detecting anything else on sensors now? Any lifesigns? Annisha: I could use the holosuite, if I could get time there. Nijil tr'Korjata: % :: He sat down as he handed her a glass of cold water :: I am always so. Gila Orrak: $ Can they see us? Chirakis: ::Dacia, Tarisa:: Doctor? Commander? Jylliene: % ::nods, accepts the glass:: Tarisa: ::Shakes head.:: I'm not detecting lifesigns other than the away team. mimipavilion: $::puts her hand above the console, hoping that the officer will see it:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> We may be out of sync with them on a temporal scale. Dacia Sandero: Same, not sensing anything out of the ordinary either. Lawliet: $ ::checks his scans:: Chirakis: Strange things I have witnessed, but this is by far the most strange. Scott Coleridge: $ Of course. Alexis McFarland: I have some extra time. Dacia gave me some time to use there if I get bored. Scott Coleridge: $ It's a temporal fold. Jylliene: % ::stretches:: I am enjoying the time with you on the Nei'rrh, too. Scott Coleridge: $ It must be anchored to the AQS. Dacia Sandero: I could say the same thing. ::overhearing Scott:: mimipavilion: $How do we correct it? Chirakis: ::Tarisa, Dacia:: A temporal fold? Scott Coleridge: $ I mean, the fastest way would be to you know. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> They are running in a circle. We've simply been in the eye of the storm Scott Coleridge: $ But that’s obviously not an option. Nijil tr'Korjata: % :: Gets his glass :: To us...and the possibilities. Scott Coleridge: $ We could jettison the AQS, but that wouldn’t get rid of the fold, and I don't know what that would do to the people trapped inside it. Hmm. Dacia Sandero: A time loop? Replaying the Romulans' last moments perhaps? Didn't that happen to Enterprise? mimipavilion: $What about the AQS on our side? Scott Coleridge: $::stops, looks at Mimi:: Oh dear. Lawliet: $ So the crew is trapped in a pocket of time so to speak. Scott Coleridge: $::looks at Jorahl:: We need to back this thing up. mimipavilion: $I don't want to be responsible for the death certificates Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::nods:: mimipavilion: $Can't we restart it somehow? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::moves back over to helm:: reverse thrusters. Chirakis: ::she has a passing thought about Scott and his desire to blow things up, that perhaps he should have been in EOD instead of engineering::: Scott Coleridge: $+Aegis+ Aegis, be advised we are backing away from the grid. Everything is fine, but under no circumstances is Aegean or any other AQS-powered ship to approach us. Chirakis: +Scott+ Understood. All corridors are clear. Tarisa: ::Shakes head.:: Not a loop. Essentially two speeds of time are happening on that ship. One or the other is moving so fast that they can not be seen by normal means. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: $ Ejecting their core is a dangerous proposition. Chirakis: ::sighs and moves around for the first time in over an hour::: Chirakis: ::mutters:: Two speeds of time... Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet:: That's the idea. It's similar to a loop, but it's more like part of space-time folded on itself. ::sighs:: It was just theoretical. Scott Coleridge: $::shakes his head:: This doesn't happen with controlled matter-antimatter annihilation. Dacia Sandero: Ah, I see. mimipavilion: $Like I said maybe we could restart the AQS? Lawliet: $ Well this is a Romulan ship. It uses a quantum singularity drive. Annisha: Oh I know. I can get one of those skull cap things. Make them think I shaved my head... Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> There's no real way of restarting an AQS. Chirakis: ::absently:: And that.. .is why I am not a scientist. Tarisa: Miana> :;Snickers.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: $ :: nods :: And it has no off switch Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: Chirakis: ::she begins to pace::: mimipavilion: $Just a thought. mimipavilion: $::thankfully she's a doctor not an engineer:: Fletcher Jackson: ::shaking his head, he goes back to work, concentrating on internal affairs::: Lawliet: $ ::thinks to himself for a moment:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::scans:: Chirakis: 10:50 PM Scott Coleridge: $ At least we know this is all real now. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::displeased:: I see part of the problem. I believe this AQS core should have been replaced sometime ago. Nijil tr'Korjata: % I hope au are looking forward to actually camping out in the hills around the forest. Chirakis: ::chuckles at Scott's comment, wondering what he would do if they found that it was all a dream::: mimipavilion: $::NIP:: This ship has an arrhythmia that we can't fix. mimipavilion: $::to Jorahl:: What if they were coming in to do that? Jylliene: % For a while. As long as we also still have time in the cabin as well. Scott Coleridge: $ ::Jorahl:: What... what exactly do you do with a retired AQS, anyway? Chirakis: ::Dacia:: arrhythmia? ::as she steps back to the tac console::: Scott Coleridge: $ Please don’t tell me you drop it into a bigger black hole. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> With the loss of Romulus and its shipyards, I believe too many ships in the fleet have had to extend the use of the available cores. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> There are methods of recycling. It’s replacing that's more of a trouble. Lawliet: $ ::under his breath:: Well that's an option.... mimipavilion: $What about our shipyard? Don't we have any? Nijil tr'Korjata: % Oh we'll have time in the cabin :: winks :: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> We do. But, how to get it here with the unwanted results we're trying to avoid. Chirakis: ::and now she is wondering if Scott will take that command position he was offered::: Dacia Sandero: It's your heart beat rhythm. More specifically, your own rhythm your heart beats at, usually 60-80 bpm Chirakis: ::knowing how much he loves black holes::: Chirakis: ::nods:: Thank you, Doctor. Jylliene: % ::chuckles:: Scott Coleridge: $ OK, let's break this down. Chirakis: Another reason why I am an operative, and not a doctor. Lawliet: $ The best solution, I believe, is to revert everything back to a point before this fold occurred. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> If the crack in time contaminates a full powered AQS, this hole sector could fall into the loop. Chirakis: 10:55 PM Scott Coleridge: $ The Ma'ev crew are trapped in a temporal fold anchored to the AQS. We can't eject the AQS, because that won't break the fold. We can't bring another AQS close to us because... yeah, that. Dacia Sandero: ::smiles:: Scott Coleridge: $ We need to collapse the fold, somehow, without killing the people inside. Chirakis: Science was never my forte. Fighting and killing, perhaps. Not science. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: $ If only I had something to add. They are delicate power sources. Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet:: I agree that’s one option we should explore. Chirakis: ::mutters:: Yes, killing the crew does not look good on the resume. Scott Coleridge: $::Jorahl:: How stable is the ship in this condition? Nijil tr'Korjata: % I was reading something on the place where we are going.... reminds me of places on ch'Rihan. mimipavilion: $::looks at Jorahl:: Can we revert or rewind the AQS to the last functional day. Lawliet: $ Well it just so happens I have something that might work...in theory. Chirakis: ::Dacia:: What precautions should our crew take during this process? Chirakis: ::then looks to Tarisa as well::: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::Scott:: stable enough. Chirakis: 10:58 PM Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet:: Remember what I said about announcements. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::mimi:: We would in a sense have to refuel the AQS. Gila Orrak: $ Sure we can't shoot it? mimipavilion: $What if we had a federation ship come in transporter range with the needed fuel. Lawliet: $ ::looks off to the side:: .....a few months back I was working on a temporal-reversion application. The idea is to take something and revert it back in time to a point where it was more optimal. Chirakis: ::hanging her head, she sighs at Orrak's comment:: Tarisa: Returning to their ship and activating the process remotely would be the safest idea. Chirakis: And would it work? Dacia Sandero: I'm not familiar with now AQS systems work, but I imagine precautions pertinent to resetting our conventional warp cores would apply keeping a safe distance from the core. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Before we try anything too rash, perhaps we should remove ourselves from the equation. Chirakis: ::nods to Dacia::: Scott Coleridge: $ OK, if we're not in any immediate danger, here’s what I want to do. Subcommander, you return to the shipyard. Ponder this, maybe prepare a new AQS if possible. The rest of us will return to the station. Commander Lawliet, you work with engineering on your proposal. Tarisa: My knowledge of AQS systems are very minimal. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::nods:: Lawliet: $ ::nods:: Understood mimipavilion: $::nods:: Scott Coleridge: $::Mimi:: Doctor, prepare Aegis to treat the Romulan crew for the possible side-effects from this experience. Of which I'm sure there will be some, but I have no idea what they are. Chirakis: Mr. Jackson, prepare to beam. Fletcher Jackson: Ready. mimipavilion: $Of course. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 10/13/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Well, Captain. TBS? Kallah Ramson: Might need sometime to review all the data we've gathered. How long do we need for the newlyweds to return? Jylliene: We haven't even gotten there yet Scott Coleridge: How long until you get there? :P Kallah Ramson: Don't blame us if you leave just when things get interesting. Jylliene: :P Chirakis: ::chuckles::: Kallah Ramson: Perhaps a TBS of 2 days. Jylliene: That should definitely put us there, at least. Chirakis: 2 days. Comments for the crew? Kallah Ramson: Well done as usual. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Scott Coleridge: I'm glad we didn't get stuck in a time loop! Chirakis: As am I, Scott. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  14. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 13 October 2017 11 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.101 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1200 hours (12:00 PM) Aegis local. While exploring the Romulan recon vessel, Ma’ev, the away team is startled by a blinding light near the computer core. Scanners show no light or light source, and the light casts no shadow. So far the team has not determined the cause of the light or the reason why the ship is crewless. The defense grid registers Ma’ev as a non-hostile "something." Strange things continue to happen on board.
  15. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 10/6/17 - 10:03 PM=/\= 11 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.101 TBS is zero. The time is 1145 hours - 11:45 am Aegis local. Aegean's away team encountered a bright light.near the computer core. Sensors do not detect light or a light source. The light does not cast a shadow. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Kallah Ramson: ::on the CnC, observing away team telemetry:: Fletcher Jackson: ::OPS::: Tarisa: ::On the CnC, at the SCI station.:: Dacia Sandero: ::in the CT trying to sense anything on the Romulan Ship:: Alexis McFarland: ::shopping with Miana and Annisha, looking at shoes:: Jylliene: â„¢::still en route to honeymoon destination:: Scott Coleridge: $::on the bridge of the Ma'ev, coordinating the search:: Chirakis: :::CnC, not happy with the SubCommander's disappearance. mimipavilion: $::still in the area near the computer core...waiting:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Is enjoying shopping.:: KelsaViegnor: ::returning to her quarters, given the late hour:: Alexis McFarland: These sandals are pretty. I think these'll look good on me! Lawliet: $ ::on the main bridge working on the accessing the files:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Yes they will! ::Finds a pair in her color.:: Oooo... Alexis McFarland: Those are cute too! Scott Coleridge: $::nervous, hair standing on end:: I have a bad feeling about this. Alexis McFarland: ::tries on the sandals and looks at the mirror:: Ooh, pretty! Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::returns to Mimi:: Let's go. Dacia Sandero: ::still not sure what to make of the situation:: mimipavilion: $::sees Jorahl return:: What happened? ::pauses:: Ok. KelsaViegnor: ::checks her chronometer and blinks, shakes her head and starts returning toward her shop:: I think a little time away soon might be good. ::to herself:: Tarisa: ::Is stunned.:: I do not understand what they are seeing. There is nothing on sensors at all. Lawliet: $ ::looks up over at Coleridge:: There's an old saying, "Hope for the best, plan for the worst". Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> i've reset the computer systems. While we may not be able to observe it, systems should be rebooting. mimipavilion: $::nods:: good. I take it we're going back to the bridge. Dacia Sandero: ::nods at Tarisa's statement:: There's nothing I can sense that's amiss either. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> +Coleridge+ Commander, I've restarted all main computer functions. However, we've found evidence that our observations are being distorted. Take care what controls you interface. You may not be pushing the button you think you are. Tarisa: ::Nods:: And what they describe defies physics. Alexis McFarland: I think my other sandals are getting too small. ::rubs her foot:: These ones were kinda starting to hurt. ::holds up her old sandals: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::mimi:: Yes, back to the bridge. Scott Coleridge: $ Greeaaaaat. Tarisa: Miana> You should get the new ones then. mimipavilion: $::nods:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::exits the small room into a main corridor:: Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet:: You heard the Subcommander. Touch, but carefully. Alexis McFarland: Yes, I will. See anything you like, Annisha?? mimipavilion: $::follows behind:: Scott Coleridge: $::approaches a console himself and tries to bring up a systems status report:: Chirakis: ::breathes a sigh of relief, but will not relax until things get a little more normal:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Grabs the pair she wants.:: Scott Coleridge: ((So, does Chirakis just... never relax?)) KelsaViegnor: ((not while anyone is watching.)) Chirakis: (She does not know the meaning of the word.) Alexis McFarland: ::heads up to the front to pay:: Ooh, and you get 10% off if you give them your old shoes. I think they'll recycle them into the reclamator. Lawliet: $ ::nods:: Alright...let's see if I can at least access the sensor logs. ::taps a few panels on the bridge's science terminal:: mimipavilion: (no she does not) Chirakis: (Type A personality) Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::steps up to a lift door....it does not open:: Alexis McFarland: ::Pays, gives her old shoes to the cashier and puts on her new sandals:: Soo pretty. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Medically speaking, what therapy can be used to prevent delusions or optical illusions? Fletcher Jackson: ::goes back to his ordinary OPS job of doing this, doing that, passing information on, checking manifests, etc::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Pays for her shoes and then slips into them as well.:: Yay! Alexis McFarland: They look cute on you, Miana. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::fiddles with the lift panel:: Tarisa: Miana> Thanks! ::Purrs.:: Gila Orrak: $ :: Where she is :: Chirakis: ::Dacia:: Why would he believe he was delusional? Lawliet: $ ::carefully making his way through the various files:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::reaches out and physically opens the lift doors:: Dacia Sandero: The unusual situation he was in? Trying to rationalise what's happen might lead him to convince him that he's delusional. Chirakis: ::ponders that a moment::: Alexis McFarland: ::giggles and huggles Miana, looking at where to go next:: Where to? Chirakis: Or everyone is? Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles.:: The next store? Dacia Sandero: Another possibility, yes. Self doubt is a killer. Scott Coleridge: $+Cayne+ Coleridge to Commander Cayne, report in. Have you found anything else interesting? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::looks into what appears to be an empty lift shaft:: Chirakis: Or... ::turns to face her:: that something is creating the illusion for all of us, and perhaps the crew is there, just not visible.... Chirakis: ::has a thought but dares not mention it::: KelsaViegnor: ::looks at the PADD with the applications:: mimipavilion: $::thinks:: not very much. could be a hallucination Dacia Sandero: .. Or anything that be sensed telepathically. Chirakis: Hm.... Tarisa: ::Blinks as she ponders that.:: Alexis McFarland: What is the next store? ::Looks at it:: Annisha: :: Meanwhile, Nijil is piloting the Nei'rrh towards their honeymoon destination :: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> So, since i've entered a command override to summon a lift I may be hallucinating that there is no lift currently here. Scott Coleridge: $ I'm not getting a coherent status reading from these consoles. It's as if the computer systems are affected by whatever is going on. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> I could step forward and find myself standing on the lift that is really there.... or I could plummet to an unseemly death. Scott Coleridge: $ One minute I'm seeing massive system outages across the entire ship, the next the console is telling me everything is fine. mimipavilion: $Either one is possible. Alexis McFarland: ::Enters into the store and looks around:: mimipavilion: $But I don't like the latter. Lawliet: $ So we're looking at two different potentials...one good and one bad. Tarisa: Miana> ::Follows.:: Scott Coleridge: $ Or something in between. Chirakis: +Jorahl/Coleridge+ SubCommander, Commander. If it helps, we on Aegis are seeing exactly what you see. Alexis McFarland: These feel so much better.. Scott Coleridge: $ Is this ship even really here? Lawliet: $ Perhaps we're the cats in the box? Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Very comfortable. Chirakis: :::Turns to Tarisa::: What would cause such an illusion? Tarisa: ::Ears perks at the cat comment.:: Dacia Sandero: ::listens in:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::looks at Mimi for a moment::...... ::seems to dismiss the thought he's having:: remind me to bring more ensigns along next time. ::turns takes a step into the lift:: Tarisa: Drugs, telepathic influence, technological constructs... Chirakis: For all of us, even those on Aegis? mimipavilion: $::smirks and watches Jorahl enter the lift, hoping he doesn't fall to his death:: Gila Orrak: $ :: Looking around, searching :: Chirakis: It seems highly unlikely that they we all would be seeing an illusion. Tarisa: I would lean more toward telepathic or technological in that instance. Tarisa: But since our sensors detect nothing at all, telepathic influence seems the likeliest at the moment. Kallah Ramson: $ ACTION> As if some kid is playing with the lightswitch of reality, Jorahl's lift appears and disappears.... luckily he does not fall. Lawliet: $ What if....both conditions are true? What if we're caught in some phase shift? Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Unlikely, but I wouldn't discount it entirely. Though I wouldn't be sure of what else is causing all this. Tarisa: ::Pauses.:: There is one more option... Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Interesting. Dacia Sandero: Hmm? mimipavilion: $ I'd say. Chirakis: ::slow nod::: ...and that is? Tarisa: The presence of what we would consider an omnipotent being. Dacia Sandero: Yes, that's what I was thinking. What's Q up to these days? Tarisa: Like a Q for instance. Chirakis: An omnipotent being. Chirakis: A Q? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Come along Doctor. mimipavilion: $::follows Jorahl onto the lift:: I know that's on the visual recording. I hope. Chirakis: What... is a Q. Dacia Sandero: It would explain why we aren't able to detect it. Something like that could easily mask himself. Tarisa: ::Tilts her head curiously.:: Dacia Sandero: Hmm? An omnipotent race with god-like powers, that seemed to enjoy messing with Captain Picard and the Enterprise in particular Dacia Sandero: And Sisko.. until he punched him in the face Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::sends the lift to the bridge:: KelsaViegnor: ::swipes through the applications. Not many to choose from. Which one...:: Chirakis: That I highly doubt. mimipavilion: $::looks down and slightly stomps her feet::softly:: good Chirakis: Mr. Jackson, contact Captain Coleridge directly for me. Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet:: Have you managed to get anything from the logs? Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I am surprised a high ranking officer is not familiar with them. I would have thought a briefing would have been prepared for all of Starfleet. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. +COM+ Aegis to Captain Coleridge. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Scott Coleridge: +Aegis+ Coleridge here. Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ Captain Chirakis asks for private counsel. ::Chirakis:: Go ahead, ma'am. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::steps out of the lift onto the bridge:: mimipavilion: $::follows suit:: Lawliet: $ ::checking his progress:: I'm getting similar readings. Instances of normal operations to complete chaos. Chirakis: +Scott+ Commander, may I suggest moving Ma'ev into our defense grid to see if that has any affect. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::steps over towards Scott in time to hear the suggestion:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Systems should be operational. Helm systems would be online. Alexis McFarland: ::looking at a stuffed tribble:: mimipavilion: $::wanders back over to the helm/Navigation console:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::moves over towards the pilot’s station:: Scott Coleridge: $::Jorahl:: Can you fly this? Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles.:: It is cute. mimipavilion: $::stands back a bit to let Jorahl take the helm:: Lawliet: $ ::trying to determine if there is any coloration between the reports:: Annisha: :: Annisha is with her friends :: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::turns towards Coleridge with the best "you really just asked that" look on his .....eyebrow::: ......:::eyebrow:: Alexis McFarland: It squeaks like a tribble. ::Tosses it at Annisha:: Gila Orrak: $ :: With the others :: mimipavilion: $::heard the comment and doesn't say a word:: KelsaViegnor: ::ponders...this one looks like a fair fit. Romulan female. Might be nice to get her input, given the Romulans aboard Aegis, to develop more scents targeted to them.:: Scott Coleridge: $::smiles:: Scott Coleridge: $::missed needling the Romulan:: KelsaViegnor: ::nods slightly to herself and sends out a message:: Alexis McFarland: ::holds up a Caitian doll at Miana:: mimipavilion: $::observes Jorahl piloting the vessel:: Tarisa: Miana> Kitty! Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::tapping commands into the seemingly blank console:: USS Schrodinger getting underway.... KelsaViegnor: ::sends out another message to a different recipient:: mimipavilion: $::chuckles at the comment made by Jorahl:: Tarisa: Miana> It is incredibly soft... ::Huggles and purrs.:: Scott Coleridge: $+Aegis+ We are attempting to bring the Ma'ev into the grid, stand by. Alexis McFarland: Yes, they are Fletcher Jackson: +COM+ Understood. Gila Orrak: $ Could we two this ship in? Gila Orrak: (tow) Chirakis: ::steps to TAC, in case the defense grid decides to blow them to smithereens:: mimipavilion: $::Jorahl's comment reminds her:: +Aegis+ Pavilion to Aegis Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::mathing like wild in his brain, entered velocity, gravitational effect of local asteroids, time, vectors, and such....seeing the panel is still giving him NO readings:: Chirakis: :::Tarisa::: Keep watch on their status, meaning anything that might waver as they move. Anything. Jylliene: â„¢::wonders who invented intergalactic risk, and just how much free time they thought anyone had in order to play the game:: Alexis McFarland: ::huggles a stuffed klongat:: Ridgy.. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> We... should be moving. Chirakis: ::hearing Jorahl::: Commander Tarisa, is the ship moving? Is there anything at all that would indicate movement, or, for that matter, that there is a ship? mimipavilion: $::figures their a little busy and hears Jorahl:: What if we are and just don't know it? Annisha: Nijil> So... :: as he walks in :: When au stand back here there are a lot of pieces... Tarisa: ::Nods, watching the grid.:: Dacia Sandero: ::watches as well:: Annisha: Nijil> Au know, it's nearly lunch. Chirakis: ::begins to wonder if they are all hallucinating::: Jylliene: â„¢ A lunch break, then. Tarisa: Yes. ::Sighs in relief.:: I believe it is. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> Entering course correction. Lining up for Aegis approach vector. KelsaViegnor: ::hears a beep, glances down at the PADD, and smiles slightly in satisfaction:: Chirakis: So.. the ship is moving, but it is not yet registering on the grid. Alexis McFarland: ::Playing with some spinny-flying thing:: Heh, I used to have one of these. KelsaViegnor: ::hears a second beep. A very fast reply to her second message. Reads.. gazes upward and sighs slightly, then enters a reply and sends it back:: Tarisa: ::nods.:: mimipavilion: $::looks around and thinks that it has to be a hallucination, but how to break it:: Chirakis: Setting the grid to alarm ::works the board:: without firing. Chirakis: ::looks up:: And we shall see what happens. Chirakis: 10:46 PM Dacia Sandero: ::Watches:: Gila Orrak: $ If we can't get it moving, surely you have a tow-ship on the station. Tarisa: Miana> It flies? Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> I have two lead theories at the moment. We are being mentally manipulated but by something that can not fully influence us in all ways at all times. Two, we are somehow stuck in between potential realities. ::turns back to Coleridge:: thoughts? Alexis McFarland: Mm, yes. You have to keep it up in the air for as long as you can. But it's tricky because it's so wobbly. KelsaViegnor: ::hears another beep, reads:: ::grumbles something about stubborn Catullans, composes a reply:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: I see. Scott Coleridge: $::Jorahl:: Why not both? Scott Coleridge: $ I'd go with Occam's razor, for now, and not attribute to intelligence what can be chalked up to a natural phenomenon. mimipavilion: $::slight nod:: Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::eyebrow:: if our observations are obstructed then reality can never collapse into it's proper form. Alexis McFarland: Ooh, the new Pony Wars game is out. ::picks it up:: Tarisa: Miana> Pony Wars? KelsaViegnor: ::sends reply to Stubborn Catullan:: Alexis McFarland: It's a holo game, you fight against other ponies Chirakis: 10:50 PM Lawliet: $ Well....there is one way to resolve this issue. Alexis McFarland: We'll play it when we get back to my place Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::turns towards Lawliet:: Lawliet: $ ::looks at everyone:: It's a bit on the extreme side. Tarisa: Miana> Yay! Alexis McFarland: ::picks up the Pony Wars game, the klongat, the Caitian for Miana and a stuffed chimpanzee:: Chirakis: ::eyebrow::: mimipavilion: $::Lawliet:: How extreme? Tarisa: Miana> ::Still clinging to the stuffed Caitian.:: Scott Coleridge: $ We blow up the ship. Lawliet: $ ::looks over at mimi:: We destroy the ship. Lawliet: $ ::looks over:: Exactly. Alexis McFarland: ::samiles:: Chirakis: ::mutters:: Kahless... Tarisa: Miana> ::Lets Alexis have the Caitian.:: Alexis McFarland: smiles* ::Pays for it all and gives the Caitian back to Miana:: Chirakis: ::Dacia, Tarisa:: They cannot be serious. mimipavilion: $ ok then Tarisa: :;Sighs.:: They might be. Chirakis: Mr. Jackson, keep a lock on. Dacia Sandero: It looks like they are. Dacia Sandero: ::looks concerned:: Scott Coleridge: $::Lawliet:: Have you managed to access the computer logs yet? Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Solid lock. Lawliet: $ Yes sir, but the readings are just as confusing as everything else. Tarisa: It is deteriorating to the point where every decision is questioned. Chirakis: If anything happens.... and I mean *anything* that threatens their lives.... beam them! Understood? mimipavilion: $ And if there are still personal aboard this ship? Scott Coleridge: $ I'm not willing to entertain scuttling this ship until we're certain there aren't any crew left aboard. Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> I would remind everyone we still do not know what has happened to this ships crew. They may very well be standing beside us at this point. Fletcher Jackson: ::sharp nod:: Yes, ma'am. Dacia Sandero: Yes, it's not good. Chirakis: One thing they have not considered... Dacia Sandero: ::looks to Chirakis:: Tarisa: ::Perks up.:: mimipavilion: $::to Jorahl:: That brief phase shift we encountered. Chirakis: +Jorahl/Scott+ Have you considered a phase shift? Scott Coleridge: $+Chirakis+ What do you mean? KelsaViegnor: ::glances up at the figure who walks in:: Ah. Thelea, is it? Alexis McFarland: ::giggles at Miana playing with the Caitian:: I think I need to rest a bit.. all this shopping. Let's head back to my place to drop all this stuff. Chirakis: Interesting. mimipavilion: (same thinking chirakis) Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::pondering:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods in agreement.:: KelsaViegnor: Thelea> Yes. Chirakis: +Scott+ That the crew is there, they are phased into another dimension, or whatever happens during a phase. Chirakis: +Scott+ And that they are trying to contact you by these strange signals. Scott Coleridge: $::mutters something under his breath about more subspace shenanigans:: Alexis McFarland: ::heads back to her quarters with Miana and Annisha, a bit later and drops her bags on the table:: Those were starting to get heavy Kallah Ramson: $ Jorahl> ::calculating the ship should be well in the Grid now, enters a halt into the helm:: KelsaViegnor: ::gestures vaguely:: Welcome aboard. Let us begin some orientation to what you will be doing. mimipavilion: $::turns to scott:: Me and Jorahl encountered a brief phase shift, just before we entered the tl to come back here to the bridge. Should have been recorded. Tarisa: Miana> ::Giggles as she plops onto the couch.:: Chirakis: The ship registers approaching the grid. Chirakis: 10:58 PM Alexis McFarland: I'm glad Dacia gave me some extra credits to buy those new clothes and shoes. ::plops on the couch next to Miana:: KelsaViegnor: Thelea> ::The Romulan female nods, and follows:: Alexis McFarland: Plus I still had a lot of allowance saved up from my parents and grandparents too. ::smiles, and snuggles Miana: Tarisa: Miana> ::Purrs.:: mimipavilion: $::waits to see what scott has to say about what she said:: Scott Coleridge: $ Let's take a look at the recording. mimipavilion: $::nods:: Chirakis: The grid is not responding as hostile, but it is detecting a non-hostile something entering the area. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 10/6/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Very interesting. Dacia Sandero: oooh Chirakis: Before we go on, two things must be mentioned... Chirakis: 1. We do not deal in Q on Aegis - which was probably not made clear at the beginning of your tours of duty, and... Chirakis: 2. The Borg are dead. Chirakis: Questions on that? Dacia Sandero: ahh Chirakis: Or comments, for that matter. Jylliene: Thank goodness? Lawliet: Why? Why don't we explore these issues? Dacia Sandero: Good to know Lawliet: They are good story elements Chirakis: Because those two issues go beyond what we want to deal with here. Lawliet: Ok Scott Coleridge: Good, because Scott never read the briefing on Q Kallah Ramson: We met the Metrons once. That was enough. Chirakis: Indeed. Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Scott Coleridge: I mean, he was going to get around to it. Some day. But it's propping up a table leg right now. Chirakis: I see. Dacia Sandero: Yeah, Dacia was getting around to it... maybe...probably...eventually? Kallah Ramson: A few minutes. 10 or 15, whatever math works best for our bookkeeping. Chirakis: Excellent. Comments from the crew? mimipavilion: (Mimi read it and chucked it out the airlock, it bored her) Chirakis: A comment from me - I certainly am stymied, which is good on your part, Captain. Chirakis: meaning that it is a good puzzle. Chirakis: Seeing nothing more.. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.