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Chirakis

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  1. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 5/18/18 =/\= 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1130 hours (11:30 AM) Aegis local. V'Mal is using the Stone of Gol to force us into compliance. A security force is standing by outside USS Mason, the ship he controls. Inside the ship, 3 personnel are armed, hiding, and ready to take back the ship. We understand that the Stone of Gol takes concentration, so V'Mal is vulnerable. The psychic field has expanded another 10 metres in every direction. We need a plan. Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: ::CnC::: Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay tending to their patients:: Kallah Ramson: ::exits her office onto the cnc:: Jylliene: ::CnC:: Chirakis: ::turns:: Captain. Scott Coleridge: ::on the CnC:: mimipavilion: ::on the CnC:: Kallah Ramson: status? Alexis McFarland: ::sitting in Annisha's couch, fiddling with her PADD:: Tarisa: ::In CnC at the SCI console, performing her data search.:: Chirakis: ::looks to Scott::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watching his teams :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Laying on her couch, still talking to the girls on her PADD.:: Scott Coleridge: Security is standing by. Scott Coleridge: The group on the ship is prepared to try to seize auxiliary control. Annisha: These alerts make me hungry mimipavilion: ::double checking the files of the crew, especially the three in hiding:: Jylliene: ((I imagine everything does, Annisha)) Alexis McFarland: Hmm, I know what you mean Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Me too. What are you two going to eat? Annisha: :: Watching Miana on her own PADD :: This direct connection works well, cause they have curtailed the comms on the station. Must be serious. Kallah Ramson: any other preparations needed before we begin the operation? Alexis McFarland: ::projects a holographic Miana in front of them so she doesn't have to hold her PADD:: Alexis McFarland: What do you have Annisha? Tarisa: Miana> ::Tail swishing.:: Too bad we can not go to Blubby's. Alexis McFarland: Can we order takeout? Scott Coleridge: Science and medical should determine the most vulnerable frequencies for our resonance plan Annisha: Doubt they could deliver it. Alexis McFarland: Aww. Annisha: I have some kind of stiff slivers of corn. Alexis McFarland: Yummy? Chirakis: ::at her console, watching the dark cloud expand, cm by cm::: Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: At his display with each team member in their own box on the edge of the display :: Kallah Ramson: deployment method? Chirakis: Captain, the cloud is expanding, though very slowly. Kallah Ramson: ::chirakis:: keep an eye on it. and what's the current interval between expansions? Chirakis: Yes, Captain. Chirakis: Current interval between expansions varies. Tarisa: It is difficult finding material on the stone, but I did find old text. Though it is hard to determine if it is useful. It is very cryptic and seems almost like it is a poem. Chirakis: Between 2 and 5 minutes. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We will need to move soon. Chirakis: One cm at a time. Alexis McFarland: What're you gonna eat Miana? Or are you still full? Kallah Ramson: how about between the large expansions? Tarisa: Miana> Um...I think someone is cooking. Chirakis: The computer is not registering any large expansions, though.... ah... Alexis McFarland: Is it Mithran food? I bet Mithan food is yummy! Annisha: Eh, they are okay. :: takes a chip :: Watch this... :: flips a chip towards her PADD, the chip lands next to it, but another holographic chip flies out at Miana and lands on the floor next to her. :: Alexis McFarland: oooh Chirakis: Yes. There areas vary as well, though minimally. Annisha: Holo-Chips Tarisa: Miana> It is very yummy. ::Swishing her tail.:: But I do not know if that is being made. mimipavilion: ::hears Scott and pulls up the resonance frequencies and quickly finds an overlapping range for all on the Mason::Tarisa:: Here's this. It should help. Alexis McFarland: ::eats a real chip:: Tarisa: ::Nods in appreciation.:: Thank you, Doctor. ::Begins plugging in the numbers.:: Kallah Ramson: ::glances towards the sci and med types then over to Scott:: let's get that frequency pinned down then prepare to feed it through the dock clamp tractor beams. Scott Coleridge: Understood. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :; Watches his team on the monitor, seeing Gila aim down the scope of her rifle. He knew of how just a good shot she was :: Scott Coleridge: ::Tarisa:: Once you have the frequency, send it to me and I'll coordinate with engineering. Kallah Ramson: ::back to chirakis:: there were a couple of large jumps in the field size. i would like to time the operation just after another of these. I believe it probably takes a fair amount of mental energy to do that and he will be at his weakest i would hope. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Sending now. ::Sends. Her tail lashing about.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::giggles.:: Dacia Sandero: ::wonders what's going on with the Mason and all that:: Alexis McFarland: ::giggles as well:: Chirakis: ::nod:: Understood. ::enters an algorithm:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Is the field weaker the more it expands? mimipavilion: ::Chirakis:: Do we have a location of the leader? I'd like to monitor his vitals if possible. Jylliene: ::mind turning all of the discussion over in her head:: Chirakis: ::as she watches her screen::: We do. It should be on your console. mimipavilion: ::looks:: Ah, thanks. Kallah Ramson: ::turns to ops:: once we begin see if you can access and take control of mason's computers. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. mimipavilion: ::separates his location and vitals away into a seperate window:: Jylliene: ::makes preparations:: Chirakis: Captain, initial intervals were in seconds. Then they stopped, as though regrouping. Ten meters, then moved to 12 within five minutes. Scott Coleridge: +Nijil+ Coleridge to Engineering. We're going to need to set up a resonance in the Mason's hull on this specific frequency ::sends:: through the docking clamps. Kallah Ramson: ::nods to chirakis:: Chirakis: From there on they moved more slowly, expanding at the rate of 3 mm per minute. There is a variation every five minutes. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Coleridge+ Understood. Will take a moment to prime the clamps. Kallah Ramson: ::ponders:: Alexis McFarland: ::Lies down on the cool floor by the couch:: Chirakis: And.... every ten there is a burst of several mm. mimipavilion: ::listening to Chirakis and watching the vitals:: Kallah Ramson: the timing seems very similar to certain Vulcan meditative chants. Scott Coleridge: Hopefully if we can distract him enough, he'll lose focus and the field will shrink. Scott Coleridge: Engineering should have the docking clamps ready to go in moments. Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Your teams are holding their own? mimipavilion: ::Kallah:: That's what I was thinking. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: nods :: For the moment. :: pats his sidearm :: Chirakis: Coming up on ten minutes..... Kallah Ramson: ::nods to Scott:: shrink or at least not be able to focus on anyone specific. mimipavilion: ::watches the vitals more closely:: Chirakis: Ten minutes.... Chirakis: ::watching for the burst::: Jylliene: ::prepared:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Coleridge+ Clamps are set to your specifications. I can only sustain that resonance for three minutes before the clamps are damaged. Chirakis: ::shakes her head::: Scott Coleridge: +Nijil+ Acknowledged. Kallah Ramson: AcTION> field draws back a short distance then rolls outward again, flowing further into corridors and access ways of the station Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: Captain, engineering reports ready. We will have a 3 minute window, after which the clamps will be damaged. Kallah Ramson: ::scott:: if all stations are green to go then let's do it. Scott Coleridge: Understood. Scott Coleridge: ::Cayne:: You have a go. Tarisa: ::Keeping an eye on the sensors.:: Scott Coleridge: Mr. Jackson, send the go signal to our contacts on the Mason. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: +Teams+ We have a go. Proceed. Scott Coleridge: ::activates the resonance:: Kallah Ramson: ::for whatever reason, grips her station console:: mimipavilion: ::watching the vitals:: Fletcher Jackson: Aye, sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Watches the vibration of the clamps :: Jylliene: Beginning attempts to seize computer control. Annisha: :: Stops for a moment as if she feels something, dismisses it :: Alexis McFarland: ::looks up at Annisha:: Jylliene: ::working at it:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gila takes a position at the team's 6 :: Fletcher Jackson: Message received. Fletcher Jackson: They are moving out. mimipavilion: ::looks closely at his eeg, while looking from time to time to his other vitals:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> the field stops it's micro expansions. holding at current levels. however the texture of the mist wavers, darkening in some areas....thinning in others. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watches everyone on the teams move on his display :: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> little resistance encountered on mason or from it's computer systems now. physical bulkheads now seem to be the only hindrance between the teams and V'mal Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: His teams are moving in silently :: Jylliene: I'm in. Tarisa: ::Ears perk up.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Gila> :: Finds herself in the 'zone' just like old times :: Chirakis: Micro expansion has stopped. Fletcher Jackson: Mason's teams are moving. Kallah Ramson: ::ops:: clear a path to Vmal before we burn out the docking clamps. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Scott Coleridge: Two minutes until docking clamps are in danger. mimipavilion: His brain activity is rather active, vitals are stable. Jylliene: ::works on clearing the way for the teams:: Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: should we risk a massive burst to try and knock him out before the clamps fail? Jylliene: Little resistance in the system. Chirakis: We would have to alert the teams as some of them are telepathic. Chirakis: ::Cayne::: Let them know. Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: We can try. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> the field becomes erratic, closing in tight in some areas. causing a dizzying effect to those near or on mason Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye :: Sends a message to his teams to warn them :: Kallah Ramson: warn the teams. we need to bring him down now. Jylliene: We have a clear route to him. Fletcher Jackson: Mason's three personnel are close to Aux Control. Tarisa: ::Getting a little nervous.:: Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: spike the system. knock him out. mimipavilion: ::sees reports of dizzy spells near the mason docking port:: If you're going to do it do it now, I'm getting reports of dizzy spells Chirakis: Teams are warned, Captain. mimipavilion: ::goes back to watch V'mal's vitals:: Fletcher Jackson: ::squints against a headache::: Fletcher Jackson: ::but he pushes on:: Annisha: :: Munching and drinking her lunch :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Gila> :: Blinks a bit :: Alexis McFarland: ::Sits up and eats her lunch next to Annisha:: These corn things aren't too bad.. ::drinks some jumja juice:: Fletcher Jackson: The teams are in Aux Control, Captain. Fletcher Jackson: They are taking over. Chirakis: 10:45 PM Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gila watches of approaching Mason crew :: Scott Coleridge: Sending the final pulse Scott Coleridge: ::sends:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> A splitting scream is heard by half the station, not audibly but inside their minds. the field bursts outward over the entire upper part of the station. disorientation comes over all those now inside the field. then the field fades....but mental effects cling like a hangover. Chirakis: ::bracing herself on her console, fighting against the pain::: Kallah Ramson: ::winces, goes half way to her knees.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gila falls against the bulkhead, holding her head :: Fletcher Jackson: ::Holding his head, trying to breathe:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Oh sh- :: bows his head onto the console :: mimipavilion: ::braces herself trying to focus:: Tarisa: ::Ears droop as she hugs her console for a moment.:: Dacia Sandero: ::hears it and grabs a console for support, rubbing her head:: Kallah Ramson: ::mimi:: what are Vmal's life signs? Annisha: (habitat above or below?) Kallah Ramson: (upper sections of hab) Fletcher Jackson: ::forces himself to look::: Tarisa: ((Including VIP?)) Annisha: :: Holds her head :: Oww. oww... Fletcher Jackson: The... crew... has taken back control of... the ship... captain. Alexis McFarland: ::holds her head as well:: Ahh, what was that? mimipavilion: ::looks:: They show that he is unconscious. Kallah Ramson: :::still bracing herself...eyes closes:: good. Chirakis: 10:50 PM Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gila keeps focus as best she can, but her vision is wavering and her stance is unstable :: Alexis McFarland: Was that someone screaming? Annisha: Au heard that too? Chirakis: ::looks up:: Aegis teams are on him. Kallah Ramson: secure the device....... get him to ....a cell. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Coleridge+ Not much time left on the resonance. Alexis McFarland: Yes, I did. I'm surprised you heard it too. It was in my mind. Chirakis: ::looks to Cayne, nods:: Scott Coleridge: Shutting down the resonance. Chirakis: Destroy the stone, Captain? Scott Coleridge: ::switches it off just as the clamps begin to overload… docking services crew will not have a good weekend:: Kallah Ramson: No. but get it someplace secure. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gets a grip on himself :: mimipavilion: ::manages to get over to the medkit on the CnC and pulls out a hypo:: I am going to give everyone an injection for the headaches until we can get to medical. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh man... no docking there for a while . Alexis McFarland: ::curled on the floor, feelings like a big headache:: Chirakis: +team+ Take the Stone to security. Tarisa: Miana> ::Crying:: Annisha: :: kneels on the floor, rubs Lexi's back :: Annisha: :: WOnders if her parents hardened her a bit to things like this :: Alexis McFarland: Ugh, that hurts. ::rubs her eyes:: You OK Annisha? Chirakis: Captain, I will tend to the stone personally. Kallah Ramson: ::mimi:: Expect a lot of business doctor. Whatever that was....is gonna leave a mark. ::holds head:: Chirakis: ::steps into the lift:: Security. mimipavilion: ::starts giving the needed injections running to Chirakis:: Annisha: I have had training...so not as bad. :: looks at the holo :: Stay with us Miana. Chirakis: ::then she leans against the lift wall as it moves swiftly:: mimipavilion: I don't doubt it. Chirakis: 10:55 PM Tarisa: Miana> ::Is being consoled by her mother. The feed from her PADD is cut for a while.:: mimipavilion: ::goes over to Kallah:: this should help some Kallah Ramson: ::stands a bit more upright:: good work everyone. Dacia Sandero: +Mimi+ Ugh, what happened up there? We're getting reports of dizziness and headaches through half the station. Tarisa: ::Straightens out, though her ears are still lowered, tail barely moving.:: mimipavilion: ::then makes her way through out the CnC:: Dacia Sandero: ::still feeling woozy herself, not able to move much:: Chirakis: ::emerges in security and the team is there. They hand the stone to her and she takes it to her office where there is an anti- disruption field::: mimipavilion: ::winces at the comm:: +Dacia+ I'll inform you when I get back, but be prepared for that influx of patients. Get yourself and the rest of the staff taken care of in the meantime. Chirakis: ::and a more powerful area that she thought would never be used and was a waste of money::: Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: Captain, I'm good here if you want to…. Chirakis: 10:58 PM mimipavilion: ::finishes giving everyone else an injection and finally injects herself:: Dacia Sandero: :Ok right. ::stumbles to a supply cabinet to get some hypos to combat their headaches and dizziness:: Chirakis: ::sets it in, locks, then steps back, cursing the bondmate who made her vulnerable to such things::: mimipavilion: ::hears Scott:: He's right, Captain. Kallah Ramson: ::nods towards Scott:: thanks. ::rests a hand on his shoulder:: I'll be in my office. mimipavilion: ::Kallah:: Let me know if you need anymore medical treatment. Chirakis: +Cayne+ Take command of security. Make sure they are well. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: +Chirakis+ Understood. Kallah Ramson: ::mimi:: See to the crew first. once done...check on me again. Kallah Ramson: ::steps into her office:: Chirakis: ::slumps into her chair::: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Understood. Chirakis: (last words) Fletcher Jackson: ::groans::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Goes to attend to his team :: mimipavilion: ::Scott:: I'll be in medical if you or anyone else needs me or my staff. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: groans at the repairs :: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 5/18/18 Chirakis: Thank you. Annisha: :: Feels like superhero :: Chirakis: And you are, Annisha. Chirakis: Captain, I think I have a headache. Chirakis: TBS? Annisha: Annisha, a Star Wars Story. In Holodecks May 25th. Kallah Ramson: Let's bring it forward to the start of night shift. Chirakis: Will do. Chirakis: Words for the crew? Kallah Ramson: good work all Chirakis: Indeed. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: I'm good Chirakis: Words from the crew? Chirakis: Very well done, all. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel. Kallah Ramson: g'night all Chirakis: Good night to all who are leaving. I will be around for a while. mimipavilion: night all see ya next week. Dacia Sandero: Goodnight! Happy Victoria Day! Chirakis: Oh yes. Happy Victoria Day!
  2. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 18 May 2018 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1130 hours (11:30 AM) Aegis local. While V’Mal threatens Aegis with the Stone of Gol, someone aboard USS Mason contacts Aegis control. The message is garbled, so we switch to Morse Code. Apparently 3 armed personnel are hiding on board. They say that they might be able to access Aux Control to take back the Mason. We formulate a plan. V'Mal seems to be unaware of or unconcerned with the situation. Use of the Stone requires a great deal of concentration, so if we can overwhelm V’Mal with distractions, the personnel on USS Mason might be able to reach Aux Control. If they achieve their goal, the security force standing ready outside USS Mason’s docking port could carry out their assault plan and take back the ship. Unfortunately, before we can move forward, sensors go haywire. The psychic field emanating from the Mason begins to fluctuate in both radius and intensity. Several more people near the docking port are struck before the field settles back down. The field has permanently expanded 10 metres in every direction.
  3. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 4 August 2017 7 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.097 TBS is 8 hours. The time is 0800 hours (8:00 AM) Aegis local. Aegean is in high orbit of the 4th planet in the p-Kappa 198 System. They continue to receive strange readings, and the more they study, the more the urge to investigate planetside grows. Captain Coleridge is fascinated by the mysterious readings: gravitational eddies and a possible wormhole. “Despite the dramatic result of our deflector pulse, let's not start thinking of this as a problem,” he said, “as something that's broken and needs to be fixed. We're not in danger yet. This is a phenomenon, something to be investigated, studied.” However, he does realize the potential danger involved, and will not progress without a comprehensive plan. Along with all sensor data, Aegean’s last message to Aegis was: Polar gravitational anomalies have revealed wormhole-like behaviour after subjecting them to material and energy probing. Aegean has moved to safer distance while we consider our next move. Surface away mission seems unlikely, but we have remotely collected samples to analyze.
  4. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 5/11/18 =/\= 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1015 hours (10:15 AM) Aegis local. USS Mason's mission is compromised. Their CO, V'Mal, is using the Stone of Gol as a weapon against us. Task Force Aegis and Strike Force Bravo are standing by in orbit. Seventeen security officers are standing by at the docking area. Chirakis: Captain Ramson is in her office. Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Dacia Sandero: ::in the sickbay:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Alexis McFarland: ::in Annisha's room, sitting next to Annisha:: Fletcher Jackson: :::OPS:: Chirakis: ::CnC, watching the tactical monitor::: Scott Coleridge: ::returns to the CnC having been called away to check something:: Scott Coleridge: Situation report. Dacia Sandero: ::checking on the patients:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks :: Security is ready Chirakis: ::turns to Scott and nods, confirms Cayne's assessment::: Tarisa: ::Steps onto the CnC, taking Science.:: mimipavilion: ::also checking on patients:: Annisha: So Alexis... Alexis McFarland: Hmm? Chirakis: No movement detected from the docking bay. Alexis McFarland: ::playing with her PADD:: Scott Coleridge: All right, then… ::interrupted by a faint beeping from Ops:: Fletcher Jackson: ::blink::: Tarisa: Miana> ::In the VIP quarters on lockdown. She is on her tablet, steaming with Alexis and Annisha, since she can't be with them.:: Scott Coleridge: ACTION> OPS detects a comm signal originating from the Mason, but not from its bridge. Scrambled and very faint. Fletcher Jackson: Whoa... there's a faint... signal coming from Mason. Let me try to clear it up. Fletcher Jackson: ::tappitytap:: Not helping much, but it's not from the bridge. Putting it on audio. Annisha: This station... Fletcher Jackson: ::runs it through the descrambler - or whatever it's called::: Annisha: Bet we can wander about at my grandparents... Scott Coleridge: Comm> +Aegis+ ::static:: Don't know... how long… help. Why does it hurt? ::static:: Took control. Couldn't fight him. ::static:: 3 of us. Phasers, but what good are they? Alexis McFarland: And not get yelled at? They must have a lot of space to wander about in Scott Coleridge: ::looks at Chirakis and Cayne at this new development:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Talking to the others on her tablet.:: When do we get to leave? Chirakis: Ens Jackson, do you know morse code? Alexis McFarland: I don't know. ::looks to Annisha:: Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Basic training. Chirakis: Very well... ::Looks to Scott:: Return message of receipt? Scott Coleridge: Agreed. ::Tarisa:: Can Aegis' sensors distinguish whether there's anyone still conscious or moving around on the Mason, other than on the bridge? Fletcher Jackson: ::codes it in, waiting for ack to send::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Is nervous at what actions his security choices need to take, the what and the when :: Tarisa: Captain, if the culprit is indeed Vulcan, and we can assume a possible Starfleet Officer, it is likely he may know morse code as well. Chirakis: ::nods, looks to Scott::: Chirakis: Ask for identity? Scott Coleridge: Yes, and confirm numbers and status. Chirakis: ::nods to Jackson:: Scott Coleridge: ::Cayne:: We better hold off on sending security in until we have a better idea of what's happening. Have them wait just outside the range of that … thing. Fletcher Jackson: ::rearranges the sentence:: Sending. Tarisa: ::Checks sensors.:: There is minimal movement, but there does appear to be a few in the secondary hull that more...lively? Tarisa: *that are Scott Coleridge: Has anyone consulted with medical yet about technologies we could use to block the psychic assault? Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles:: It'll be fun when we do. Can't wait. Chirakis: Not to my knowledge. Fletcher Jackson: ::waiting anxiously for a reply:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Knows little of medical means of defense :: Tarisa: I can begin a search of anthropology databases to see if I can find something. Tarisa: ((Or archaeology. You know, one of those ologies.)) Scott Coleridge: ::Tarisa:: All right. Coordinate with Drs. Pavilion and Sandero—if we can give our team an edge, or something that could help all those people on the Mason, we need to know about it. Tarisa: Miana> Me too! Tarisa: ::Nods, turning to a side console, she begins a database search on the stone and possible countermeasures.:: Scott Coleridge: ACTION> OPS receives a Morse-encoded message reading "3 people, uninjured. Armed. Retake ship?" Chirakis: ::believes it entirely possible that Cpt Ramson is dealing with this herself::: Fletcher Jackson: Commander.. incoming message. Onscreen. Alexis McFarland: Yay! You seem to be feeling better Miana. Fletcher Jackson: :::sends uncoded message:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Mommy gave me yummy food. Made me feel better. Annisha: :: Goes to the door, which does not open :: Figures. Alexis McFarland: That's great! I wonder what Mithran food is like. Chirakis: ::Scott:: Suggest asking for more information. Scott Coleridge: You think? Alexis McFarland: ::looks at Annisha:: Probably because of the red alert. Locked down. Scott Coleridge: Ask them what the status is of the rest of the crew, and whether they have access to ship systems. Chirakis: ::nods, looks to Jackson:: Fletcher Jackson: ::tappitytaptaptap:: Sending. Scott Coleridge: ::Cayne:: If they have access to the Mason's systems, how would that affect your assault plans? Could they help in some way? mimipavilion: ::finishes checking on her patients and goes to her office to update files:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Entire access? They could do a lot of damage, I'm not sure an assault we have planned would work. Chirakis: A diversion, then? Scott Coleridge: I think we can assume there's a reason they haven't acted yet, if only because they lack numbers. Chirakis: Some from inside, others from the opposite direction. Classic flanking. Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Response reads, "Others crazy. Run away or attack us. Hiding in turbolift. Maybe reach aux control?" Fletcher Jackson: Reply in... onscreen. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Or planning their move Chirakis: Mr. Jackson, call Dr. Pavilion to CnC. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Annisha: Wonder what we saw that made command here so upset? It was just a dock. Tarisa: ::Checking her search for any hits yet.:: Fletcher Jackson: +com+ Dr. Pavilion, your presence is requested in CnC. mimipavilion: +Jackson+ Understood Alexis McFarland: I don't know, maybe something about that ship. mimipavilion: ::exits office and over to the tl:: Dacia you have medical Dacia Sandero: Aye aye.. mimipavilion: ::enters tl and orders it to CnC:: Annisha: Just a Federation ship, not even new. Alexis McFarland: ::Shrugs:: Yeah, it wasn't worth the hassle. Chirakis: Commander, if the stone is broken, its power is gone mimipavilion: ::arrives at the CnC and enters:: I was called. Scott Coleridge: OK, so we have 3 armed personnel who might be able to access auxiliary control, if they can fend off the people under the influence of this … thing … on their way. Alexis McFarland: ::giggles:: Mmm.. I miss you Miana. I hope the red alert will pass soon. Scott Coleridge: V'Mal seems to be unaware or, more likely, unconcerned by this prospect. Chirakis: ::turns:: Yes, Doctor. ::Tarisa:: Update Dr. Pavilion on the situation. Tarisa: Miana> ::Purred sound.:: Me too! Scott Coleridge: That... thing…. must require a great deal of concentration. mimipavilion: ::looks at Tarisa and walks over to her:: Chirakis: Indeed. Which brings us back to the proposal... Chirakis: Keep him focused on one thing, then attack his flank. Chirakis: It would not need many Alexis McFarland: ::sits down again on the couch:: Chirakis: 10:40 PM Scott Coleridge: What if we could just overwhelm his concentration completely? Chirakis: How do you propose to do that? Chirakis: ::lightbulb::: The security officers... Scott Coleridge: They're telepathic, right? Chirakis: Indeed. To various degrees. Tarisa: I am doing a search on anything relevant to the stone's power, or anything useful at all. The search is not being fruitful. ::frowns.:: Scott Coleridge: If these three people on the Mason can reach auxiliary control, they can just start turning on all the systems. Everything. Light up everything on the bridge. That's one big distraction. Chirakis: ::steps to her console and brings up the specs for Mason:: Chirakis: ::throws them up on an aux screen::: Scott Coleridge: We could also use a tractor beam to set up a resonant harmonic in the Mason's hull. We'd have to be careful how we do it so we don't damage the docking clamps. But that won't sound good to a sensitive Vulcan's ears. Alexis McFarland: ::sits on the couch upside down:: Chirakis: Indeed. Scott Coleridge: And then those security officers… if they make a coordinated effort to push back against V'Mal's telepathic focus on the Stone…. Scott Coleridge: We could even consider enlisting other telepaths on board if need be. Chirakis: ::looks to Mimi, knowing she is quite aware of several species' anatomies::: mimipavilion: ::to Tarisa:: Ok... run a scan for the stone in the vulcan database as well as starfleet for mental countermeasures. Hopefully that will bring something up. Tarisa: ::Nods, adjusting the search.:: mimipavilion: ::looks at Chirakis:: Questions, captain? Chirakis: From me, no. You are the expert in those fields. mimipavilion: Do we have crew roster of the Mason? Chirakis: Possibly. However, since this Vulcan appeared it might not be correct. Chirakis: Mr. Jackson. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am... mimipavilion: Might request an official roster from starfleet, if that's possible. That might help. Fletcher Jackson: :::searching, then:: The latest crew roster. Chirakis: Send it to a console Dr. Pavilion can read. Fletcher Jackson: Sending to Aux science. mimipavilion: ::turns to the Aux Science Console:: Chirakis: 10:50 PM mimipavilion: ::pulls up the latest crew roster:: Fletcher Jackson: Another message in morse... Fletcher Jackson: They are requesting an update, wondering if the connection has been cut. mimipavilion: ::looks it over:: Scott Coleridge: Tell them... we're working on it. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, sir. ::sends the message::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watching patiently :: Chirakis: ::considering their options:: Chirakis: 10:55 PM Alexis McFarland: ::leans on Annisha:: Silky nightgown... Annisha: This thing? Annisha: Just something my mom got me. Alexis McFarland: Mm.. it's so soft Chirakis: :::watching the doctor pour over the crew roster::: mimipavilion: ::NIP:: Do we know the names of the three in hiding? Chirakis: (2 minutes) Fletcher Jackson: yes, ma'am. Sending them to you. mimipavilion: ::receives the names and looks them up, going over their files:: Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Sensors go haywire as the psychic field emanating from the Mason begins to fluctuate in both radius and intensity. Several more people near the docking port are struck before the field settles back down, having permanently expanded 10 metres in every direction. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 5/11/18 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Commander, TBS? Scott Coleridge: Let's say another fifteen minutes. Gives us time to start reacting to what just happened. Chirakis: Excellent. Chirakis: Words for the crew? Scott Coleridge: I'm enjoying how people are adapting to the changing situation Chirakis: As am I. Chirakis: Words from the crew? Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  5. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 11 May 2018 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1015 hours (10:15 AM) Aegis local. Starfleet, we have a problem. USS Mason’s mission has been compromised. Their CO, V’Mal, is holding us captive with the Stone of Gol. Unless we can counter its threat of terror we might not survive. Seventeen security officers who are schooled in mind control will try to overpower V’Mal and snatch the Stone, but their chances of success are low. Previously on Sky Harbor Aegis: We suspected that USS Mason’s mission was compromised, not only because of a garbled message from Starfleet Command, but because whoever was in charge of USS Mason was tapping into Aegis’ database and looking for information way beyond their mission parameters. After some discussion about why we were holding up their mission, V’Mal threatened us with the Stone of Gol. Apparently, the stone turns emotion into energy that turns back on its origin. For instance, the stone will pick up on someone’s terror, magnify it, and send it back to whoever was terrified, bringing the person to insanity. Since our discussion with V’Mal, a dark shadow has rolled through the docking area. It caught a security officer off guard. He dropped to the deck, appearing lifeless. The shadow then expanded and affected several other security officers, then stopped spreading but continued to affect everything within 20 meters of the ship. At Present The affected personnel are in the medical complex. V’Mal is holding the navigator of the transport ship, Polo, because they need a good navigator for this area of space. Aegis is on lockdown and on Red Alert. USS Mason is surrounded by a containment field. Seventeen mentally and emotionally strong security officers are ready to advance on the ship to rectify the problem.
  6. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 5/4/18 =/\= 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is zero. The time is 0900 hours (9:00 AM) Aegis local. The Federation representatives have gone well beyond their mission parameters. One representative, V'Mal, has used the Stone of Gol and injured a security guard. Strike Force Bravo, led by USS Iowa, is in docking orbit. Task Force Aegis, led by USS Missouri, is holding position in Aegis space. Security is fully activated but withdrawn from USS Mason's docking area. Aegis is at silent yellow. Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: ::CnC:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Kallah Ramson: ::on CnC:: Get everyone away from that...whatever...coming from the Mason. Dacia Sandero: :;in medical::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: At work :: Jylliene: ::CnC, displeased with this type of thing going on with so little coffee yet in her system:: Chirakis: Yes, Captain. ::looks to Cayne:: KelsaViegnor: ::at the shop:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Gila> :: On alert and patrols :: Alexis McFarland: ::in her quarters:: Cptn d'Ka: @ ::focusing intensely on something while he awaits the order to move in, hoping it comes soon:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION: The shadow stops spreading, but now affects everything within 20 meters of Mason's docking port Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Taps some keys :: I've instructed security to back off :: Kallah Ramson: Can transporters lock onto anything on Mason or in the affected area? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: What is its rate of expansion? Alexis McFarland: ::Walks over to Annisha's quarters, presses the chime:: Chirakis: ::at her personal console, checking security cameras, then throws an image on the main screen:: It seems to have stopped by itself, Captain. Jylliene: ::tries:: Seems to be able to, yes, ma'am Annisha: :: Goes to the door, hits the comm :: Fee faa foo fuum. Who goes there? Cptn d'Ka: @ Lei'ri> ::concerned, he speaks quietly:: Anything you can share, Captain? Alexis McFarland: Me! Kallah Ramson: There's at least that. Get anyone affected transported to sickbay. Cptn d'Ka: @ No, Ri. But I can tell you that what I see is not good. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Annisha: :: over the comm : I don't know a me. Annisha: :: comm :: Sounds Ferengi/. Jylliene: +sickbay+ Ops to sickbay. Prepare for incoming. Alexis McFarland: It's Alexis, that’s me. I don't have the lobes for that. mimipavilion: +Jylliene+ Understood. Jylliene: ::starts to scan through, locking on the afflicted and transporting directly to sickbay:: Annisha: :: Opens the door :: You have the mind reading lobes. Dacia Sandero: ::watching people get transported:: What’s going on? Kallah Ramson: ACTION: Affected security officer beams into medical. He is lifeless....rigid... almost frozen. But still faint vital signs. Alexis McFarland: That's my brain, not my lobes mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: not entirely sure, start treating Dacia Sandero: Right, ok. ::scans the security officer:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION: Another transports in, this one screaming and pulling their hair, oblivious to anything else. Annisha: :: her quarters :: You risked capture for coming here. I think there's another alert. Cptn d'Ka: @ ::sighs:: Alexis McFarland: There is? I didn't hear any alert. Kallah Ramson: Suggestions? Annisha: Au can feel it in the air. Feel out to the station for au know it to be true. Dacia Sandero: ::orders some nurses to restrain the hair puller into a bio bed:: Better inject them a tranquilizer or something to calm them down. Chirakis: Captain, I would like to lock down the station, but that could make the problem worse. mimipavilion: ::goes over to the screaming person and prys their hands from their head and hair:: Calm Down. CALM DOWN!!! ::wrangles them down:: Cptn d'Ka: @ Lei'ri> (w) Captain, could you... Alexis McFarland: There's always something in the air in the station. ::enters inside:: I'm not sure what's up though. Annisha: Time for breakfast... A Bajoran Chocolate drink, Rigelian eggs, scrambled, vegi-sausage Kallah Ramson: Agreed. But it's not going to take long for news of this to spread anyways. mimipavilion: ::nurse:: Hurry!!! Cptn d'Ka: ::before the commander finishes the sentence, he snaps:: No. I cannot. Alexis McFarland: Yummy.. I just had breakfast myself Annisha: :: Gets on her tablet :: The access is...odd. Something is locked down. I mean the adults try to make it look like everything is running smooth, but I know better. Chirakis: Agreed, Captain. Lockdown, then? Red alert? Kallah Ramson: Begin lock down procedures. Red Alert. And get shielding around Mason.We don't need them beaming that cursed thing anywhere else into the station. Dacia Sandero: There's faint lifesigns in this one ::to the security guard:: But it seems his body is frozen, as is his brain activity. Annisha: :: Goes to the replicator :: Another meal for my friend here... :: shimmers :: Jylliene: Acknowledged. ::begins her part of the procedures:: Chirakis: Yes, Captain. ::turns to Cayne:: Sound red. I will lock down the station and put up a shield. mimipavilion: ::gets the hypo from a nurse and sedates the crewmember:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Aye, red alert. Annisha: :: Listens :: Here that sound Alexis? Kallah Ramson: ACTION: The shadow begins to expand again, slowly. Dacia Sandero: Red alert? Annisha: That's the sound of inevitability. Cptn d'Ka: @ ::his eyes turn deep purple, anger growing::: mimipavilion: ::hears the red alert and orders everyone else to get ready:: Alexis McFarland: And of a red alert. Jylliene: ::still scanning, notes the edges moving again:: Shadow's expanding. Chirakis: Station lockdown in progress. ::continues to work at her console:: mimipavilion: ::patient is sedated:: Alright let’s get him on the biobed Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nods :: Confirmed. The expansion rate is rather slow. Perhaps a meter a minute mimipavilion: ::begins scanning the patient:: Alexis McFarland: I wonder what's it about this time? ::sits down in a chair in the kitchen:: Annisha: We are not liked because we have nice stuff here. Chirakis: ::as she continues to work:: Commander Cayne, kindly tone down the red strobe in CnC. Alexis McFarland: We do? Hm, I guess so. Alexis McFarland: They should just go to the shops and buy it. Jylliene: ::notes the vibe that is nearly like one of the clubs she'd attend while a student:: Annisha: I mean replicated sausages :: She waves back and forth :: Who would na want that? Kallah Ramson: Reports say the Stone of Gol turns emotion into an energy back on its target. Just about any aggression we try will be returned. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Shuts off the strobe :: Aye Jylliene: Any way to project peacefulness? Dacia Sandero: ::Scanning her patient as well:: As I mentioned, faint bio signs... not getting anything mentally just darkness. Jylliene: Other than releasing the Mason. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Sausages are yummy! Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Personnel have moved away from the Mason. Chirakis: ::looks up, then turns to Ramson:: Can this be counteracted with what the Terrans would call peaceful thoughts? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sighs at the red pulsing lights :: Au know what to do people... Chirakis: The containment field is up and holding. mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: That's odd, mine seems to be mentally trapped, hence the hair pulling and such. Alexis McFarland: ::giggles and hugs Annisha:: So we're going to your grandparents' farm somewhere? Do you know what it's like there? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Are grumpy thoughts negative? Kallah Ramson: Someone well disciplined could probably walk into that. But it's risky. The flaws in the weapon are known so a backup plan would be logical. Cptn d'Ka: @ ::he stands, moves forward, and concentrates on... something::: Dacia Sandero: I've noticed. Polar opposite of my guy; many, many emotions coming from him. I don't even know where to begin. ::standing near Mimi's patient, reading his thoughts:: mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: I'll see where they were at prior to transport. mimipavilion: +CnC+ Pavilion to CnC Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Chirakis: ::Cayne:: I would assume so. Jylliene: +med+ Ops here, go ahead, doctor. Annisha: I don't have a real clue. They had to move, so it will be nice for the crops, so nice...if we were crops. Chirakis: 10:30 PM mimipavilion: +Jyl+ Where were the two security officers prior to transport to medical. Kallah Ramson: ::worried thought:: I imagine the state of mind much of the crew was placed in during those interviews had something to do with priming this situation. Alexis McFarland: I wonder if they have any animals. I'd like to pet some ponies and feed the cows. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: grumbles :: Time to look for a new tactical officer Captain. Chirakis: ::Jyl, ignoring Cayne:: Just outside USS Mason, in the docking area. Alexis McFarland: Or whatever farm animals Romulans keep. I hope they're friendly. Annisha: They are mostly plant people. Jylliene: ::looks back through the transporter records:: ::nods to Chirakis:: +Med+ Sending you the coordinates, but in the docking area outside the Mason, in fairly close proximity to each other. Annisha: But, the animals are important Chirakis: ::Ramson:: Interesting. Chirakis: If we sedate all those who were interviewed, that could save their lives. Alexis McFarland: Hm. I wonder what they farm... other than those tube roots Annisha: I bet they will have us work :: forks her eggs :: Cptn d'Ka: @ ::mutters something in Sindar:: Alexis McFarland: I can't lift that much though. ::eats a piece of sausage:: mimipavilion: +Jyl+ understood ::goes to a nearby console to look at the info given:: Was there anything out of the ordinary that could have affected them mentally. Alexis McFarland: Maybe they'll let me feed the animals or something light. Kallah Ramson: I was thinking of that. But it would have to be voluntary. Otherwise, we risk agitating them even further. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: How did they come upon this ability to create this cloud? Cptn d'Ka: @ ::he turns to Lei'ri:: Someone is using an object to manipulate Aegis crew for their purposes. Jylliene: +Mimi+ The.. relic? .. that was used against them is rumored to reflect emotions back upon the target. Or at least, that's what I gather from here. Chirakis: I would imagine that they would agree, given the alternative. mimipavilion: +Jyl+ Relic!? What type of relic? Cptn d'Ka: @ ::snorts as he sits:: They will not succeed. It's a primitive concept and lacking. Dacia Sandero: ::overhears the comm, wondering what kind of relic as well:: Kallah Ramson: ::turns, listing to Jyl's conversation with the docs:: Jylliene: ::glances at Ramson for the okay to reveal the name:: Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: Jylliene: +Mimi+ The Stone of Gol. Dacia Sandero: ::walks over to a terminal to look up Stone of Gol:: Annisha: What ya doin' Alexis? mimipavilion: ::hears the name:: +Jyl+ ::while looking at dacia:: Why does that sound familiar? Chirakis: ::steps toward Ramson, speaking quietly:: could it be a ruse? Something that makes it appear that the stone works? Anything could be slipped into the air aboard Mason, or in one of their drinks, or otherwise, to give them hallucinations. Alexis McFarland: I'm looking up something for school, stones of gold... or nuggets. Jylliene: +Mimi+ ::shrugs, as if Mimi could see through the com:: Chirakis: ::Jyl:: It is an ancient legend, Commander. Nothing more. mimipavilion: ::tries to think where she heard that before:: Kallah Ramson: No, its the real thing. Whether manipulated or simply an unknown ability I don't know. But I can feel its effects from here. Dacia Sandero: I don't know why it rings a bell. ::Looking through the results:: It's Vulcan. Jylliene: +Mimi+ I'm not sure. mimipavilion: +Jyl+ Underst... ::to dacia:: Vulcan? Jylliene: Legends typically have their root in something, even if that's twisted and exaggerated over time. Dacia Sandero: I can Chirakis: ::nods, returning to position herself close to her console while she watches the main screen, still focused on the security cameras in the docking area::: Dacia Sandero: I can't find a whole lot of information about it, but it seems to be some sort of ancient Vulcan relic that can turn negative emotions against you. mimipavilion: Hmmm that's interesting. mimipavilion: ::Dacia:: Peaceful thoughts it is, until this situation is resolved. Alexis McFarland: I think your grandparents' farm will be fun. It'll be nice to be on an actual planet or a change. Not that I don't mind living here. Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Can you form a security details of officers you know to have a mental discipline against something like this? Dacia Sandero: Indeed, that's my recommendation. Chirakis: Indeed we can, Captain. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Chirakis: Commander Cayne, the list is on your console. Kallah Ramson: Then do it. We need to get a handle on this situation quickly. Chirakis: I will assist. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Let me pour through it. Alexis McFarland: ::finishes, getting the information she wanted and copies it to her PADD, sits closer to Annisha:: Chirakis: Set parameters that are in their records. Chirakis: I believe we have 17. mimipavilion: +Jyl+ Can you relay to Captain Ramson and anyone else that may find this important, that positive thoughts are highly recommended until the situation is resolved. Chirakis: As I find some, they will disappear from your console. Chirakis: Have them rally just outside the docking area. Dacia Sandero: ::checks on some more patients that beamed in, noting their mental state or lack thereof:: Jylliene: +Mimi+ Understood. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Gila should be able, straight shooter....literally. mimipavilion: ::helps Dacia with the patients that were beamed in:: Chirakis: ::as she works:: We need those with the mental capability to counteract the Stone of Gol.. or whatever they are using. Chirakis: Telepaths or borderline telepaths. Warriors schooled in intense focus. Chirakis: And... I have five. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: You want telepaths or don't want them? Chirakis: We want them, Commander. So long as their records show that they have the mental discipline. Alexis McFarland: ::curls up next to Annisha:: Kallah Ramson: ::pacing:: Of note, I sense a signal intent from the Mason. I think the Vulcan who we were talking to is solely in control. May have even used the device to take control of Mason. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Five sounds good. Chirakis: Five more, Captain. Annisha: Au are io needy girl. :: sighs :: Chirakis: I will alert the fleet to be aware of V'Mal's possible hijacking. Chirakis: They can form a perimeter. Chirakis: 10:50 PM Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: This red alert somehow feels weird... I can't quite put my finger on it. Kallah Ramson: Resistance we meet on board my not be in control of themselves. Chirakis: Indeed. Chirakis: We have 12 security who are capable. Chirakis: They are just outside USS Mason's docking area. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Thinks about Gila, has not spoken to her lately :: Kallah Ramson: Six person team to enter the area. The other 6 as back up. Cptn d'Ka: @ Tan> Captain, incoming from Aegis. Cptn d'Ka: @ ::nod:: Send it over. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Informs the candidates :: They know Captain Chirakis: Good Dacia Sandero: ::still wondering about this Stone of Gol and what it can do:: Cptn d'Ka: @ :;quick read:: Commander Lei'ri, we want a security perimeter to inhibit USS Mason from exiting the area. Kallah Ramson: ::steps over to Ops:: Find out from Medical if they have any suggestions for a medically safe way to suppress emotions. Cptn d'Ka: @ Lei'ri> Mr. Tan, inform the fleet. Mr Sojek, put us in position. Jylliene: :::nods:: Yes ma'am Jylliene: +mimi+ Ops to medical. mimipavilion: +Jyl+ Go ahead Jylliene: +mimi+ We'd like suggestions for a safe way to suppress emotions. Chirakis: ::slight grin:: Captain... the ancient weed often smoked on earth. Jylliene: ((Hippie guards.)) Dacia Sandero: ::bit perplexed by the comm:: Chirakis: I understand that it would make just about everyone happy. The downside is that the entire station could be affected. Kallah Ramson: Hopefully it won't come to that. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gila moves into position :: Kallah Ramson: Emotions are built into us in a way it's hard to alter them with side effects. Cptn d'Ka: @ +Aegis+ Task Force Aegis reporting in position. Chirakis: # Kelly> +Aegis+ Strike Force Bravo in position. Kallah Ramson: We could block all emotions and a crew could board Mason, slaughtering anyone they see and not even think twice about it. Chirakis: 10:58 PM Cdr Wyatt Cayne: (No Red Leader standing by?) Chirakis: (wrong universe) mimipavilion: ::thinks:: +Jyl+ I have no known way of suppressing emotions medically speaking Annisha: Au know, it will be nice to get off this station... I could have been back on ch'Rihan if not for.. Jylliene: +Mimi+ Understood. Thank you. Chirakis: (last words) Dacia Sandero: Not unless you spread some kind of stimulant throughout the station.. though that might not be too safe Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Ready when you are... Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 5/4/18 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Well done, Cayne. Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Kallah Ramson: Short..... 15 minutes? Chirakis: Time for security to be in place, and... anything else? Kallah Ramson: Nothing else. Chirakis: Anything from the crew? Chirakis: Very well... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
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  8. Mission Brief and Plot Review| Sky Harbor Aegis | 4 May 2018 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is zero. The time is 900 hours (9:00 AM) Aegis local. Pieces of the immense puzzle begin to slip into place. Thirteen days ago, the Romulan warbird, RSE Ma’ev, was pulled into a time loop. The ship exploded from AQS overload, but the crew was rescued and brought to Aegis. Their commander insisted that we save the computer core because they had found the path of the Lore Kings clan: a group who left Vulcan over a thousand years ago to take the path of the ancient ancestors. Adriatic was deployed to investigate the time loop Ma’ev encountered. They were drawn into a conduit, and within seconds emerged on the other side of Alien Alliance space. They engaged Alien Alliance forces on the way back to Federation space. Strike Force Bravo met them at the border to assist. Meanwhile, RSE Antius and RSE Chairo arrived and began a heated argument over custody of Ma’ev’s crew. Our queries to RSE Command remain unanswered. Then USS Mason arrived with representatives from Fleet Command, purpose unknown but ostensibly to investigate the situation. They began to interview Adriatic’s crew, but soon probed Aegis’ computer core for information regarding Ma’ev’s discovery. Their true purpose became clear when the Vulcan, V’Mal, emerged as USS Mason’s commanding officer and threatened us with the Stone of Gol, an ancient weapon that focused telepathic energy. When we refused to assist his cause, a cloud like a creeping darkness moved outward from USS Mason. A security guard is on the deck in the docking area, lifeless. Aegis is at silent yellow (to prevent panic on the station). Strike Force Bravo is in docking orbit, on full alert, awaiting orders. Task Force Aegis was en route, but is now holding position. Security is in full force, but has withdrawn from Mason’s docking area.
  9. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 4/27/18 - 10:00 PM=/\= 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 1 hour. The time is 0800 hours (8:00 AM) Aegis local. The Federation representatives are going beyond their mission parameters. Captain Ramson is about to curtail their investigations. We are prepared for any retaliation they might try. The device retrieved by Adriatic is locked down in the shipyard. Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: ::CnC::: Kallah Ramson: ::on CnC:: Tarisa: ::In the labs.:: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Dacia Sandero: ::in sickbay as well:: Fletcher Jackson: ::in bed:: Alexis McFarland: ::in bed:: Fletcher Jackson: ::but not happy about it:: Jylliene: ::CnC:: Chirakis: ::steps toward Ramson:: Captain, a moment? Annisha: :: in bed :: Tarisa: Miana> ::Just waking up, she is a complete mess. Tangled hair and everything.:: Alexis McFarland: ::stirs in bed:: KelsaViegnor: ::shop, preparing for the day:: Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Yes? Tarisa: Miana> ::Yawns as she stretches.:: Chirakis: And Commander Coleridge? Chirakis: ::hands Ramson a padd:: Information from a backdoor regarding the Mason. Alexis McFarland: ::yawns and looks at the chrono on her bedside table:: Chirakis: And their actual mission parameters. Kallah Ramson: ::takes padd:: Scott Coleridge: ::swoops in:: Jylliene: ::minds her own business, but curious:: Chirakis: ::hears something that strangely sounds like an eagle swooping to its prey:: Kallah Ramson: ::reads quickly:: So basically they've set out on their own agenda. Alexis McFarland: ::Stays In bed since she's warm and comfortable:: Chirakis: So it appears. Lawliet: ::steps off the turbolift and into the CnC:: Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: How quickly can we cut Mason's ties with the stations computers. And of course battle anything they've left behind? Chirakis: ::turns to nod at Lawliet:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Back at his CnC post :: Alexis McFarland: ::Checks her PADD, reading her messages and updates from the people she follows on social media:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Starts brushing her hair.:: Ow..ow... Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: We can do it immediately. As for leftovers … well, that would be harder to say. Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Do we know how many if any of our crew is still onboard Mason? Lawliet: ::walks up to Chirakis and Ramson:: Scott Coleridge: A full core audit would be the only way to guarantee they didn't leave anything behind, and that could take days. Alexis McFarland: ::Giggles at some of the cat pics her friend in New York posted:: Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: Put it on the schedule. For now we just deal with what we've got. Chirakis: ::notices Lawliet:: Scott Coleridge: ::nods:: Chirakis: Captain, I did take the opportunity to put our information on a secure datachip. ::hands it to her with a knowing smile:: So they cannot modify anything of ours. Tarisa: Miana> ::Skips out of her bedroom and is greeted by her mother. Gives her a big hug.:: Lawliet: ::listens to the conversation:: Kallah Ramson: I'll want to cut the cord at the same time I inform Mason their welcome is worn out. Alexis McFarland: ::gets out of bed to brush her teeth and fix her hair, which thankfully wasn't tangled since Dacia bought her some good shampoo:: Tarisa: Yda> ::Returns the hug.:: Aw, Flower, you seem to be feeling better. ::purrs.:: Chirakis: All the information initially sent from Adriatic is on it. Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Good. Chirakis: :::looks to Lawliet:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Yes! ::Releases and runs off to the kitchen.:: Tarisa: Yda> ::Smiles.:: Good. There is something I wish to discuss with you. Fletcher Jackson: ::rolls out of bed and begins to pace:: Lawliet: ::looks at Chirakis:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Ears perk up as she tilts her head around the corner.:: There is? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Starting his work day :: Scott Coleridge: ::looks at Chirakis and Lawliet looking at each other:: Chirakis: You have something, Commander? ::Lawliet:: Tarisa: Yda> Yes. I talked with your friend's guardians. We have agreed to send you on a trip for what your school calls Spring Break. Alexis McFarland: ::Gives Chester the Pug a hug, then replicates some food for him:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Curious look.:: A trip? Where? Lawliet: ::shakes head:: No Ma'am. Just waiting for the word. Chirakis: ::nods, turns to Ramson:: Tarisa: Yda> We will talk more on it later. For now, eat and get ready for the day. Alexis McFarland: ::excited about the Spring Break trip as well after Dacia told her about it last night:: Tarisa: Miana> :;Cheery:: Okay! ::Goes back to the kitchen.:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> A fragmented comm message is received from Starfleet command. It's badly garbled. It was one transmission then cut at the source. Fletcher Jackson: ::finally decides to bite the bullet:: +Dr Sandero+ Say, Doc. This is Ens Jackson. What's the possibility of you releasing me for duty? I'm about to go stir crazy in my quarters. Jylliene: ::looks at her console curiously.:: That's... We have a comm from Starfleet command. Kallah Ramson: Let's see it. Jylliene: ::quizzical look:: It's a garbled mess. Lawliet: ::looks over at Jylliene:: Jylliene: ::tries to play it:: Dacia Sandero: +Jackson+ How are you feeling? If you're feeling up to it, then yes I'll release you for duty since your role doesn't require any strenuous activity. Fletcher Jackson: +com+ Well, Doc. I'm pacing in my room, looking for something to do. Does that count? mimipavilion: ::finishes up with a minor injury:: Jylliene: I'll work on sorting it out. Chirakis: ::listening:: Jylliene: ::listening to the mess:: Dacia Sandero: ::wonders what Nijil's family farm is like, and hopes Alexis and the kids enjoy themselves. Glad they at least have something to do while on break.And also out of her hair, smiles:: Jylliene: ::shakes head, gets to work on it:: Chirakis: ::to herself:: Curious. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Audio only - garble garble "compromised" garbled " compromised" garble "..and Center" garble "Ramson" garble "aid" Lawliet: ::looks back at Chirakis and Ramson:: What's causing the interference? Jylliene: ::exhales as she starts to pick through the signal:: Chirakis: Commander Cayne, can you pinpoint the exact location of the transmission? Dacia Sandero: +Jackson+ All right, you seem to be feeling fine. Go ahead. Kallah Ramson: ::squints:: Scan what we have. Was that two different voices? Jylliene: Sounded like a possibility. Jylliene: ::nods to Ramson:: Chirakis: The origin, that is. mimipavilion: ::to patient:: take it easy ok. mimipavilion: ::patient nods:: Dacia Sandero: ::writes some more notes on Jackson's file, before beginning on her final report on his file:: Fletcher Jackson: ::whew:: +Sandero+ Thanks, Doc. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: WIll contact his family to see just how setup the farm is :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Let me enhance... Jylliene: ::teasing through the comm:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: THe screen does some noises :: Fletcher Jackson: +Sandero+ Oh, and I'll need a copy of the release, ma'am. Just so they'll let me enter CnC. Alexis McFarland: ::replicates a bowl of Kling-O's, milk, some honey-butter toast on multi-grain bread and some orange juice for breakfast:: Jylliene: ::sorting based on the voices:: Dacia Sandero: +Jackson+ Sure thing, Ensign. I'll send it to your PADD. ::does so:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Has a quick bite to eat and the goes back to her room to change.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I have it narrowed down to a location.... 178 mark 23...undermined distance. Chirakis: @ Kelley> +com+ Iowa to Captain Ramson. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> message clears a little.... Mission compromised.....sending aid..... Jylliene: It does look like two signals from one origin. Kallah Ramson: ::notes Caynes coords:: And that would be from the closest Starfleet relay station. Kallah Ramson: +Iowa+ Ramson here. Scott Coleridge: ::helps Jylliene with some data interpolation algorithms:: Lawliet: ::looks around the CnC:: Alexis McFarland: ::still in her PJs:: Chirakis: @ Kelly> +Aegis+ We're receiving a strange signal. Forwarding to you, with the coordinates. mimipavilion: ::updates the patients file:: Alexis McFarland: ::wonders if Miana and Annisha are awake yet as she continues to eat her breakfast:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Or second closest. They are 10 light years apart. Chirakis: @ Kelly> "Aegis....Compromised....detain.....command center....Ramson to be...." Chirakis: ::under her breath:: Kahless. Chirakis: Captain, suggest station lockdown. Kallah Ramson: +Iowa+ We received part of that....and part of another. Tarisa: Miana> ::Changes for the day, then grabs her PADD and flops onto the bed. She sends a message to Alexis and Annisha.:: My Mommy said we are all going on a trip! Chirakis: @Kelly> ::turns toward his tactical officer, instructing to go to yellow:: Kallah Ramson: +Iowa+ If that was meant for you it would seem to be orders to possibly take control of Aegis from a compromised command crew. Can I ask what your intentions are for such an order? Alexis McFarland: ::replies on her PADD:: My Neemah told me too last night. It sounds fun, I wonder what Annisha's farm looks like? Annisha: :: Waking up :: Jylliene: ::continues work:: Chirakis: @Kelly> Unclear, Captain. The orders must be explicit for us to make that move. But I can respond to your command, Captain. Tarisa: Miana> ::Continues typing.:: Oooh... She did not say where we were going. What planet is it on? Kallah Ramson: +Iowa+ Then my command is to stand by. We intend to confront Mason on what their true mission is. Chirakis: @Kelly> +Aegis+ We cannot act on part of an order, especially one with no specific origin or authorization. Alexis McFarland: I don't know. Dacia didn't say either. We'll have to ask Annisha. Chirakis: @Kelly> +com+ Standing by at yellow alert, Captain Ramson. Com is open. Jylliene: ::ponder:: It looks like the comms we received were intended for two different recipients - one for us, one for the task force. Tarisa: Miana> ::typing.:: She must still be sleeping. Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: (q) Prepare to cut off the Mason from access to our computers. Jylliene: ::nods to Coleridge:: Kallah Ramson: Hopefully we'll be able to ask someone other than a judge which was the correct orders. Jylliene: ::makes preparations:: Alexis McFarland: I guess so. ::pets Chester who was brushing her leg:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets to engineering :: Kallah Ramson: ::Ops:: And lock Mason moorings in place. Alexis McFarland: ::picks him up:: I don't know if you can come with us. But then I don't know what a pug would go on a farm. Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Security detail to Mason, clear the area of civilian. mimipavilion: ::goes to her office to check her messages:: Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Notify Mason's security detail to treat it USS Mason as hostile. No one is to board the station from that ship. Alexis McFarland: Yes, yes.. I know. You'd just sleep and bark at the cows. Jylliene: Mason locked in. Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: Do it, cut them off. Chirakis: ::Ramson:: All Aegis personnel have left USS Mason. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Understood. :: does so :: Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: Terminate computer access. mimipavilion: ::sits down her desk and opens her message inbox:: Scott Coleridge: +Nijil+ Coleridge to engineering. Jylliene: ::presses button:: Cut off. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Coleridge+ Engineering here. Alexis McFarland: No.. I don't think cows like being barked at. Chirakis: Action> Mason's security detail turns to form a barrier between that ship and Aegis. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Mason security is notified. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Mason hails Aegis CnC Lawliet: ::walks over to the science station and stands by:: Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Send the standby detail to activate at their docking area. Jylliene: Being hailed by the Mason. Scott Coleridge: +Nijil+ We have terminated the Mason's access to Aegis' systems. Please initiate heightened firewall protocols and be on the alert for any attempts to circumvent our security. Fletcher Jackson: ::dressed and ready to go, he exits his quarters::: Kallah Ramson: On screen. Jylliene: ::puts the comm on screen:: Chirakis: ::steps to her private console to listen:: Jylliene: ::inward breath:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Coleridge+ Understood. :: taps :: Lockdown in progress. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> On screen appears a Vulcan male in civilian attire. No one else is seen in the background. Fletcher Jackson: ::lift opens on CnC and the air is heavy:: Scott Coleridge: ::circles around back to his console, brings up a computer systems status report to keep an eye on things:: Kallah Ramson: ::aside to Chirakis:: I assume that is not the officer we were expecting to see. Chirakis: ::nod to Ramson:: Tarisa: ::Working at her console, oblivious to what is currently happening.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Coleridge+ Lockdown complete. Lawliet: ::curious as to what he is seeing:: Chirakis: ::steps back to Jackson, taking his release from medical, signs it, then speaks quietly:: Take aux OPS. Say nothing. Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> ::calmly, in a very Vulcan tone:: My I ask why you have taken these sudden steps to detain this ship? mimipavilion: ::scrolling through messages, unaware of what’s going on:: Fletcher Jackson: ::opens his mouth, then closes it and moves to aux OPS::: Scott Coleridge: +Nijil+ Acknowledged. Tarisa: Miana> ::Typing.:: I wonder what the weather is like. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I will try to isolate the transmission more with post-processing. Alexis McFarland: I hope it's nice and warm. Alexis McFarland: ::puts Chester down:: Kallah Ramson: YOu have overstepped any orders given in regard to an inquiry of this station and its crew. You have done so to the point to be deemed a risk until some explanation can be given. Do you have one? Lawliet: ::looks at Ramson and back to the screen:: Tarisa: I hope there are a lot of animals. Chirakis: ::nods, then speaks quietly to Cayne:: Say nothing as you work. If there is something important, point me to your console. Tarisa: *Miana> Alexis McFarland: Me too! Jylliene: ::sends a quick message to Chirakis asking if she wants her to mute all incoming comms to CnC, turning them to text:: Chirakis: ::hearing the ping, she reads, then nods to Jylliene:: Jylliene: ::makes it so, as it were:: Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> Logic of course has dictated my actions. Scott Coleridge: ::eye-roll:: Kallah Ramson: There has been no logic in this? mimipavilion: ::sees solicitations for medical items and eye-rolls:: Lawliet: ::thinks for a moment and sends a text to Chirakis:: Lawliet: ::looks over:: Jylliene: ::ponders that - logic based on what motivations?:: Chirakis: ::moving to stand by her console:: Chirakis: ::looks to Lawliet:: Alexis McFarland: ::finishes her breakfast, wonders what their plan is today:: Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> Seeing that you can not perceive logic and will then communicate with your more baser nature. ::holds up a device:: Do you know what this is? mimipavilion: ::while scrolling through, deletes messages that are no use to her aka spam:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Message to Jy+ Everything okay? Chirakis: ::return text says "difficult to tell Vulcan from Romulan by looks"::: Jylliene: +Nijil+ (message) Remains to be seen Kallah Ramson: Not off hand. Lawliet: ::replies "Don't you think it's too much of coincidence? Especially after recent events?:: mimipavilion: ::wonders what Capt. Ramson is going to do about the Mason:: Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> It is the Stone of Gol. An interesting device from Vulcan's past. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looking at everyone :: Chirakis: ::text to Lawliet:: Focus on the situation at hand. Scan that item if possible and verify what he says. Lawliet: ::nods and looks through the data base:: Kallah Ramson: A failed weapon from what I heard. Kallah Ramson: ::glances to Scott....worried look:: Lawliet: ::sends file to Chirakis with the text "WARNING":: Chirakis: ::nod to Lawliet:: Dacia Sandero: ::checks on some of the patients in sickbay, and tidies things up a bit:: Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> That was an error in interpretation. It was not a weapon but a tool. It was a way for Vulcan to help cleans emotion. Chirakis: ::Cayne text:: Go to silent yellow. Inform department heads to stand by. No yellow strobe, only text to security and departments. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Message to Jy+ Idea, summer camp for the girls? Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> Only those who could master their minds would stand. All others would be cleansed. Scott Coleridge: ::doesn't like it when Ramson has a worried look:: Jylliene: +Nijil+ (msg) Discuss later Chirakis: ::via encoded message, informs Iowa of a code red regarding Mason. Stand by for further orders:: Kallah Ramson: Cleansed you say. Your speech is sounding more like propaganda than any sane explanation. Chirakis: 10:50 PM Chirakis: ::encrypted message also gives Iowa a basic review of the situation::: Kallah Ramson: V'Mal> ::sighs:: As I said, you don't seem to understand the logic of this situation. I trust you will see what happens when your own confusion takes physical form. ::the comm closes:: Kallah Ramson: Well... that's not good. Jylliene: Anything we can do to protect the rest of the station? Lawliet: ::looks over at Ramson:: Captain. Kallah Ramson: I'm open to any ideas. ::Lawliet::: Yes? Lawliet: If that really is the Stone of Gol, the only way to combat it is to maintain non violent thoughts. Scott Coleridge: We could try adjusting the shields to block the psychic frequency … except the Mason is within our shield perimeter. ::frowns:: Scott Coleridge: Could we somehow lock onto the Stone and beam it off the Mason? Chirakis: ACTION> Task Force Aegis signals en route. Kallah Ramson: I've read the reports about it. That's easier within a small away team. Tell a crowded station to stay calm is usually the quickest way to start a panic. Lawliet: Not if they don't realize it. Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: See if we can punch through any shielding they have. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Starting not to like this at all :: Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Have security back away from Mason and clear ALL civilians from the area. Chirakis: ::Ramson, Coleridge:: We are at silent yellow. All department heads have been informed, and security is on full alert. Kallah Ramson: Hopefully there's a range limit. Chirakis: ::nod:: Yes, Captain. ::nods to Cayne::: mimipavilion: ::receives a silent yellow and goes to dacia:: Hey, we're on silent yellow,we should get ready just in case. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Security details see what can best be described as a "creeping darkness" moving outward from Mason. Chirakis: ::Ramson, quietly:: Task Force Aegis is en route, Captain. Tell them to hold position? Annisha: :: Wonders if something is going on :: Chirakis: 10:58 PM Lawliet: ::looks up more information about Gol:: Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Have them hold at long range. But tell them to act on their own discretion. We may not be able to control this situation from here. Chirakis: ::nod:: Yes, Captain. ::sends the signal, leaving Cayne to take care of the other situations:: mimipavilion: ::doesn't like not being totally informed about the current situation:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Reading his sensors :: Scott Coleridge: ::trying to use sensors to isolate the Stone:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> The darkness pulses, catching one security officer inside. The office simply falls over, lifeless. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 4/27/18 Chirakis: Thank you. Dacia Sandero: oooh Chirakis: Cliffhanger? Chirakis: Very well. TBS, Captain? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: paused :: Kallah Ramson: I was trying to get away from shadowy actions and someone more tangible to deal with. Then I choose a death shadow. Not sure that's any more tangible ...but oh well. Chirakis: It seems to work very well. Kallah Ramson: We'll pick up from here. Chirakis: At least, it did for me. Chirakis: So TBS is zero. Chirakis: Anything for the crew? Kallah Ramson: No Chirakis: Anything from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  10. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 27 April 2018 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 1 hour. The time is 800 hours (8:00 AM) Aegis local. We become suspicious of the Federation Representatives’ motives regarding interviews with the crew of Adriatic. Commander Coleridge has reported that personnel interviewed are variously "erratic", "unreliable", "sad", "nearly catatonic", "overly confident", "unreasonable", or just "off". Department heads report that efficiency is already down on average by about 22%. Captain Ramson is going to stop the interviews and we are prepared for any retaliation that the Federation Representatives might try.
  11. Backdoors and Allies Wyatt Cayne and Kirel Chirakis What is the old Terran saying? A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away? But it was not so long ago, though it felt like eons had passed since their first encounter with the Alien Alliance. And not so far away, but a bit too close for comfort. As Kirel waited for Riov Ja’lan t’Aldani to furnish the information she required for the present situation, she relaxed in her chair. The more she relaxed, the more her mind wandered. The more her mind wandered, the more she puzzled over the present situation. The present situation. Adriatic’s encounter with a strange object in orbit above a Venus-like planet supposedly drew the ship into a space jump of immense magnitude. It took them 10 days and a violent encounter with hostile aliens to return to Aegis, and they were very glad to be alive. And now they were supposedly being thoroughly scrutinized by “Representatives from High Command.” Joy. How did that happen and why? It all began with the Breen. Aegis was moved to its present location as a buffer between Breen space and that of the Joint Allied Powers: The Bajoran Government, the Ferengi Alliance, the Klingon Empire, the Romulan Star Empire, and the Cardassian Union, in conjunction with the United Federation of Planets. But where the Joint Allied Powers saw a buffer, the Breen saw opportunity. The Breen attacked Aegis and were repelled… how many times? Too many to count. Eventually, the Breen’s hubris took its toll. They invented a subspace weapon and decided to test it on the first Aegean Class ship. The Aegean prototype and its crew survived. The Breen and their armada did not, because they are forever trapped in subspace. Their absence created a power void that freed up millions of Breen slaves. Within a few months of the Breen’s demise, several species of freed slaves decided to explore the rest of the galaxy. They found a series of nebulae that became a conduit through which they could travel undetected as they wandered through Joint Allied space. How many different species came wandering through is unknown. Some are benevolent. Some are not. We have yet to understand which is which. And that was…? After a long moment of thought, Kirel glanced at her notes for the Stardate. 2387.001. The first day of January in the Terran year 2387. Not so long ago after all. Just over a year. Sixteen months. She sighed, turning to face the screen as her console signaled incoming. It would probably be much more information than she expected. It would also probably be a puzzle, and she was sure that t’Aldani had neither the time nor the inclination to fit the pieces together. Suddenly the screen lit up. Hundreds of lines began to scroll from one of the back doors she could trust. No. In this case it was the only back door she could trust to find the true nature of USS Mason’s orders. As usual, it did not take t’Aldani long to answer the question that Kirel knew would eventually come. “Elements! How in the name of them all did this come about?” she spat as the screen began to scroll next to the image of a tall, confident Romulan officer. A simple glance often put fear into her opponents. “How many years do you have available to listen?” Kirel replied. “It's…” “...complicated,” t’Aldani supplied cryptically. She followed it with a deep sigh, her eyes flashing as blood-crimson as the fires of Erebus. Riov Ja’lan t’Aldani was one of the most formidable operatives of the Tal Shiar, one with whom Kirel had many encounters before the Great Fire, the desolation of ch’Rihan, which brought Starfleet Intelligence into collaboration with the Tal Shiar. She was the most dependable person Kirel knew, and from her station at Rendezvous October she was supplying Kirel with the original mission orders given to the Representatives from Fleet Command aboard USS Mason. And there is a twist to the tale. Riov Ja’lan T’Aldani was also Annisha’s mother—a closely guarded secret for the child’s sake. As far as Annisha knew, her parents had died in the Great Fire. Ja’lan and her bondmate, EnRiov Keshir tr’Aldani, had chosen to leave well enough alone, knowing that the couple adopting her would keep her safe and care for her well. In Kirel’s mind, the more the young girl matured, the more her mother's attributes emerged. But now was not the time to think of such things. T’Aldani’s words began to haunt Kirel, and her mind began to drift again. Until the door chimed. “Come,” she said as she blanked the screen and swiveled to face the opening door. An older man of medium height and build stepped in as the door closed behind him. Older for a Terran, that is. His sandy brown hair had grayed along the edges, and his body tanned. As with many Terrans, he shaved his facial hair. He kept himself fit—a routine he would probably never outgrow because of his life experiences. A utility belt hung just below his waist. On his left hip a leather scabbard hid a titanium blade, its handle turned forward, toward his right hand, for swift access and use. On his right hip, next to his pulse phaser, an antique revolver sat securely in its retention holster next to an ammunition pack. Some called him an anachronism, but most called him Commander. He was Commander Wyatt Cayne, Starfleet SI-6. "You called for me Captain." A decaffeinated Commander Cayne entered. Clearly three cups weren't cutting it anymore. “Yes,” she said, pulling another chair over and pointing toward the screen as it re-engaged. “I need your expertise to….” She paused with a sigh. “To save the galaxy?” Perhaps saving the galaxy was not her primary objective, but if certain representatives of Fleet Command had their way, it was entirely possible that the fate of their little corner was at risk. "Just maintaining our little corner of it," he said as he studied the screen. "My life is now watching screens apparently." Kirel’s eyes narrowed as she studied him a moment. Our little corner was a common phrase, so she let it pass and gestured toward the replicator. “Get some coffee, Commander, and one for me. We’re going to need it.” Cayne obliged with a wanting of the brown liquid himself. "Computer, one-half liter of coffee, double-sweet and...Captain? I don't believe I know your coffee tastes." “Black… as the dark spaces between the stars.” "Right…." He then had identical mugs in each hand, handing one to Chirakis. “Perfect. Now, settle in. We have much to discuss. But first….” She swiveled to meet his gaze, mug in hand. “Tell me what you remember of the Adriatic’s mission. I want pertinent facts that might draw the attention of someone who would be interested in using whatever you found or witnessed for personal gain.” "Hmm," he considered for a moment. "I'm not sure of any personal gain unless someone thinks there is hidden Breen technology or intelligence buried on that hellish rock. That satellite led us to that world, though I don’t have the foggiest idea how they arrived at their conclusion. But I'm no expert on forensics. But it had logs or sensor data within, anyhow, my thinking was perhaps a hidden base right under the Federation's nose." He drank some more, and talked some more. Captain Chirakis noted several things as he spoke. "It's no Risa and tough to scan, so it would be a good way station at least. That's when we found something holding the ship back. We couldn't leave and a warp attempt was even worse. Some kind of passage took us light years from our previous position. Already a shi...show, sorry, then the damn thing explodes behind us. Quite a show if you ask me, and none too good for sensors. They were off the charts. If that was a method of travel for someone it’s extremely risky. I wondered later if it was a defense mechanism, but I'm not aware of any species that can pull that off. An-." Somewhat reluctant to pause his thoughts, Kirel held up a hand. “What do you mean by ‘hellish rock’?” "That Venus-like planet. Temperatures...gases. Scary that someone lived there a millennia ago." She nodded. “And by ‘that satellite’, you mean the device that was retrieved by Adriatic?” "Yes, I was not sure what to call it. Not quite a probe, ship...a rather lucky find by all accounts." “And the ‘passage’. Can you describe that more thoroughly? Would you know it by another name, perhaps?” "That Jackson fellow…. Oh, is he back to himself?” “Ensign Jackson? Yes, I believe he has been released to his quarters.” “Anyhow, he called it a corridor, but I don't think they named it. Something—and I hate using these words because it had characteristics of other spatial anomalies I've encountered—but it seemed to be intent on preventing the ship from leaving. Jackson called it a corridor, but I don't know of corridors that hold you in place. I can normally walk back and forth through one. Again, if someone was controlling that corridor, then it's beyond anything Starfleet has in its arsenal." Kirel studied his expression a moment, sipped her coffee, then mused, “Interesting. So, a wormhole perhaps, but not an ordinary wormhole. One similar to the wormhole of DS9?” "There were no verteron particles though. About the only thing I remember from my study of that passage." “An artificial conduit held in place by advanced technology?” "Just appearing right where we were just when we were there, not detected before? That's my thought on the matter. I expect us back at that planet." “Then, given your expertise and experience, you believe that it could be an artificial conduit of some kind?” Cayne smiled. "The Prophets did it, but they had all the time in the...universe." She appreciated his wit, but there was an irony in her smile as she considered that possibility. “And whatever it was took you seven days away from Aegis, to the edge Alien Alliance space.” She rocked back in her chair to think and consider the implications. Then, “Commander, do you remember anything about the area of space where the ship stopped? A planet, or a planetary system?” "Not particularly, just that it was at the edge of known Alien Alliance space. That seemed convenient too, but I was busy trying to get a safe route home. I could check the logs, unless you believe someone compromised the records." “No.” She said emphatically. “No one has compromised the records. We have them. Intact. In a safe place.” She gave a knowing smile, then asked, “You called stopping on the edge of Alien Alliance space ‘convenient’. Why?” "It threw us—and I know that's not the right word—just to their border, as if to say get out, like if we escort a ship to the Aegis perimeter. I guess the distance we traveled could have been anything, few kilometers… light years. Perhaps I was just tired, but it's a thought that took me out of what I was doing for a moment." Kirel nodded slowly as the pieces seemed to fall into place. “Anything else you can think of, Commander?” "Not that I can think of at the moment. I was so focused on tactical I'm sure many events occured in plain sight. Perhaps a mind meld." He laughed, but considered the idea. “Mind meld.” His sense of humor seemed to cut into everything he did, even in dire times. “Before we begin to plow through the information on the screen, I will advise you of this, Commander. “If you do remember, come to me, to Captain Ramson, or to Commander Coleridge. What we have just discussed is classified Top Secret. Captain Ramson is about to curtail the questioning by our good friends on USS Mason. That, also, is not to be spoken of until she gives the word. Understood?” "Does saying 'understood' mean I've said too much?" He lifted his mug and took a final gulp. “No, it does not. In fact, your powers of recollection are exceptional. You have much more information in your memory than I ever imagined, given the circumstances. And please do not tell me it is from your SI-6 training. It might want me to change agencies.” Her smile broadened. “Now, if there is nothing else, let’s take a look at this puzzle on the screen.”
  12. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 4/20/18 - 10:05 PM=/\= 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 13 hours. The time is 0600 hours (6:00 AM) Aegis local. USS Mason's investigation is ongoing. Someone tried to access the device that Adriatic retrieved. SubCommander Jorahl has it locked down in the shipyard. Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Chirakis: ::in the lift to CnC::: Fletcher Jackson: ::in bed. still::: Kallah Ramson: ::on the CnC:: Chirakis: ::the lift stops and she steps out, checking for threat assessment:: Tarisa: ::In the labs, early in the morning. She had a tea and pastry next to her on her desk.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Sleeping peacefully in her bed.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: In CNC :: Chirakis: ::approaches Ramson:: Captain, have you a moment? Kallah Ramson: A moment, yes. Lawliet: ::walks into the science lab:: Morning Tarisa. Alexis McFarland: ::sleeping in her bed:: Scott Coleridge: ::on the CnC:: Dacia Sandero: ::settling into sickbay:: Tarisa: ::Looks up.:: Good morning. Lawliet: ::walks over:: Either you had a late night or having an early morning. Chirakis: Lt Garand and I have reviewed footage from USS Mason's docking area. Also, the lieutenant gave me information considering the reactions of the crew who were interviewed - both before an after the interviews. What we found was interesting, to say the least. Chirakis: ::hands her a PADD:: Fletcher Jackson: ::wakes up, stretches, feeling pretty good:: Kallah Ramson: ::tales the padd:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Early. I recently walked in. Lawliet: ::nods:: If there's any silver lining here, the current situation allows to catch up on all the paper work. Kallah Ramson: ::giving it a good look over:: Fletcher Jackson: ::sits up to sip on the water that's on the rollie tray next to him::: Dacia Sandero: ::checks up on Jackson, if he’s still in the sickbay:: Feeling better, I see? Tarisa: ::Nods in agreement.:: Yes. ::Curious look.:: Have you been called in for the investigation yet? Fletcher Jackson: Boy, I sure am, Doc. Fletcher Jackson: Think you can release me, like, soon? Fletcher Jackson: Or... maybe now? ::puppy look:: Lawliet: ::takes a moment to sit down:: Oddly enough, no. I suspect they're taking their time to collect information. Tarisa: ::Looking at the status of the shield program she implemented. Looking like it was holding.:: Kallah Ramson: This inquiry is in need of an inquiry of its own. Dacia Sandero: ::smiles:: That's great. Yes, I was just going to say your bio signs and readings look good, and yes... I came here to release you for light duty. Just don't over do it and let me know if you feel any more symptoms Tarisa: I have yet to be called either... Chirakis: Agreed. Fletcher Jackson: Yes, ma'am. Symptoms like not remembering things or seeing things? Dacia Sandero: Yeah, something like that. Lawliet: Well I wouldn't worry too much. The only one that's going to have a hard time of it is myself. Kallah Ramson: ::pondering:: Fletcher Jackson: Well, I'm feeling good. Remember things, especially that bang that I had on the console. And I don't see stars anymore. Well, maybe the real stars, but not in my vision. Kallah Ramson: Suggestions? Dacia Sandero: ::chuckle:: That's excellent. Take it easy. Tarisa: I surprised no one has filed a complaint since the sub-commander and I implemented a new shield for the device we recovered. Chirakis: Of that I am not sure. The person in charge ::reluctant to say his name aloud:: is unpredictable. Scott Coleridge: :;busy fielding complaints from departments that their personnel who have been called in for interviews have been erratic ever since:: Chirakis: I have stayed off the docking area because of our history. Lawliet: For now, we just have to play it by ear and let events to unfold naturally. Chirakis: Captain, just how much sway would he be allowed in his position? Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: working,,,early :: Fletcher Jackson: ::excited about his release::: Alexis McFarland: ::stirs in bed, snuggles her pillow:: Dacia Sandero: ::signs off on Jackson's release:: All right, you're free to go. Have a good day. Fletcher Jackson: Thanks, Doc! Dacia Sandero: Sure, see ya around Fletcher Jackson: But... I need my clothes? Kallah Ramson: Heard the term, given them enough rope? I think that is the situation we are in. I think their sway will be proportional to our response. Dacia Sandero: Oh yes! Your clothes are here. ::goes to a storage cubby and retrieves them:: You may need a new undershirt. You can replicate one if you need. ::hands him his clothes, that is folded up neatly:: Lawliet: ::gets up:: Well I'll be in my office if you need me. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Understood. Chirakis: Action> Cayne receives a delayed message regarding Mason's docking area and that he might want to take charge of the security detail rotations::: mimipavilion: ::reviewing the previous shifts reports:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: grrs :: Fletcher Jackson: Thanks, Doc. Dacia Sandero: Yep, no problem. You can change in one of the empty offices or supply rooms, if you like. Lawliet: ::walks over to his office and takes a seat at his desk:: Chirakis: My thought was that they are clearly off their designated mission. Would it be appropriate to alert their superiors? Tarisa: ::Sips on her tea as she checks on a couple of other statuses.:: Alexis McFarland: ... robot... ::mumble:: Scott Coleridge: ::tries to field the complaints as best he can, not sure what he can actually do in this situation:: Kallah Ramson: A first step. Lawliet: ::signs on into his computer to respond to a few messages:: Fletcher Jackson: ::steps into a private area to change and emerges feeling pretty darn good::: Kallah Ramson: The question will be how far up the ladder we have to go to find someone to listen. Chirakis: True. Kallah Ramson: I trust you know some willing ears to listen to our plight? Chirakis: I do have a few contacts. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Wonders what is going on in security and if he coffee is decaf :: Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: Chirakis: And there are always back doors. Lawliet: ::makes a few departmental inquiries:: Chirakis: Action> Cayne receives enough information regarding the docking area and just what he should look for. Fletcher Jackson: ::exits sick bay:: Chirakis: With your permission, Captain, I will move forward. Kallah Ramson: Please. Chirakis: ::nods and moves to her private console::: Lawliet: ::reviews a few updated reports....not much with things as they are:: mimipavilion: ::notices it is a typical night for aegis:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Begins to roll around a couple times in bed.:: Chirakis: ::slips a secure chip into her console and begins with SI-5::: Scott Coleridge: ::Ramson:: Captain, a word. Alexis McFarland: ::hopes Miana doesn't fall out:: Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: Yes? Scott Coleridge: I've been getting a number of reports from department heads. Scott Coleridge: Across the board, they're saying that the personnel interviewed by the investigators are... off. Tarisa: Miana> ::One leg dangles off the edge of the bed.:: Kallah Ramson: So I've heard. Chirakis: ::the first report comes from t'Pak, who will forward information through her channels::: Chirakis: ::and then one very crafty Romulan comes to mind::: Kallah Ramson: What effect is it having on the crew? Dacia Sandero: ::attends to other things in sickbay, writing up a final medical report on Jackson:: mimipavilion: ::steps out into main medical to hear chatter about the investigation, and thinks to herself "Great here we go again.":: Scott Coleridge: Well the department heads are not happy... these are all independent reports. Chirakis: ::message to Riov Ja'lan t'Aldani of the Tal Shiar, informing her of the USS Mason and their attempt to mess with Ma'ev and everything related to that situation:: Lawliet: ::finishes reviewing the reports and sits back in his chair:: Scott Coleridge: Crew members are variously "erratic", "unreliable", "sad", "nearly catatonic", "overly confident", "unreasonable", or just "off". Scott Coleridge: Efficiency is already down on average by about 22%. mimipavilion: ::walks over to them and tells them that this isn't it the time or place:: Chirakis: ::within minutes, she responds with some of the most base Rihan Kirel has ever heard, then a promise that if the situation is not taken care of she will have another scalp on her bat'leth::: Chirakis: ::bat'leth?::: Chirakis: ::she replies 'don't ask'::: Kallah Ramson: I think we have sat by long enough. Protests are being filled right now. Chirakis: ::did she unleash the kraken?::: Chirakis: ::then a message from Admiral Solokov::: Kallah Ramson: What do you think the reaction will be when we inform the Mason we will no longer be cooperating? Lawliet: ::looks over at his replicator:: Lemon Iced Tea. Chirakis: ::responds with thanks, then cuts the communication and retrieves her chip, slipping it into her tunic pocket:: Scott Coleridge: Hmm Chirakis: ::stands, noting that Ramson and Scott are busy, so she waits::: Scott Coleridge: One of two things could happen Scott Coleridge: Either they pack up and depart and say nothing. Or they pull out something they have so far kept up their sleeve, something we haven't seen coming. I'm not sure which possibility I dread more. Scott Coleridge: I don't think they'll force some kind of confrontation. If they had wanted to confront us, they could have already. Chirakis: ::standing back, listening:: Lawliet: ::grabs the cup and takes a relaxing swig:: Kallah Ramson: Well, I believe we'll see find out. mimipavilion: ::doesn't like what she is hearing:: Chirakis: ::waiting:: Kallah Ramson: ::Scott:: Please prepare for any type of reaction. Dacia Sandero: ::pours herself a cup of tea:: Kallah Ramson: Keep an eye on the computers. Chirakis: 10:50 PM Kallah Ramson: ::turns to Chirakis:: Lawliet: ::puts his cup down and looks out the window:: Scott Coleridge: Acknowledged. Chirakis: Captain, I have opened a few back doors, one of which is a very capable operative who is familiar with such situations. ::reluctant to say Tal Shiar:: Alexis McFarland: ::Still sleeping, one foot poking out of her blankets:: Chirakis: Also, an admiral, who is quite powerful. We should find out within the hour. Kallah Ramson: Good. I'm about to put a halt to the interviews. Chirakis: ::nods:: I will inform the security detail and tell them that they might expect retaliation. Chirakis: Captain, may I suggest that we wait until all those interviewed are off the Mason. Otherwise, we might have a hostage situation. Kallah Ramson: I good precaution though I doubt they would be so bold. Kallah Ramson: My concern is with that civilian navigator. Chirakis: ::steps closer, speaking quietly:: Captain, I know Cdr Walsh well. He is not beyond keeping any hostages. And the navigator. Kallah Ramson: Understood. Chirakis: ::wonders at the validity of their orders and who instigated the situation::: Scott Coleridge: ::informs department heads that they are on it:: mimipavilion: ::hears a beep from her desk computer and goes and checks the message:: Chirakis: ::moves to her console and informs security, especially Cayne:: mimipavilion: ::checks the message and is glad that the situation is being taken care of:: mimipavilion: ::freeze frame:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 4/20/18 Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Kallah Ramson: 1 hour. Chirakis: 1 hour it is. Words for the crew? Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  13. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 20 April 2018 24 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.114 TBS is 13 hours. The time is 600 hours (6:00 AM) Aegis local. USS Mason remains docked with the Federation representatives who should be investigating Adriatic’s mission: how they ended up in Alien Alliance space, how they escaped, and why Strike Force Bravo was called to assist. Instead, we find them accessing files that do not pertain to the case. We also notice that someone tried but failed to access the device that Adriatic retrieved. Meanwhile, Annisha Korjata, Alexis McFarland, and Miana are caught entering a secure docking area and are traumatized by the results.
  14. And Whether Pigs Have Wings* Chirakis Kirel Kirel stood just outside her office door, her eyes narrowed and her thoughts intensely focused on surveillance screens as she watched the latest episode of As Aegis Turns unfold. She had taken her usual stance, the one that often deterred disruption: stock still, arms crossed, expression intense as her gaze darted from one screen to another. It wasn't ordinarily meant as a deterrent, though at times it served that purpose well. She was merely thinking, looking for something, but what she was looking for she hadn't a clue. But she did know that something would emerge eventually. Everything was quiet, and had been fairly quiet since the dramatic docking of USS Mason. The ship came bearing Federation investigators and as many rumors as could possibly fit on a station, and then some. Adriatic’s experience—or conspiracy, depending on how you want to spin it—seemed to absorb the thoughts of everyone involved. Thankfully, the incident had been classified, so most did not know. If we add that to Ma’ev’s destruction and her crew’s mutterings about the Lore Kings, we have the making of a blockbuster novel—novel because not many would ever believe it had happened. “Coffee, Captain?” “Thank you, no,” she replied to the ensign as she raised one hand to stroke her chin. She had too much on her mind, too many incidents to deal with… most recently, the children. Yes, the children. Their parents and guardians had aired their concerns. It was their right, of course, but were she in the same situation, she would…. No. She wouldn’t. She could not relate. She could not relate at all. The surveillance screens faded as her thoughts wandered. The danger the children posed to security as well as the danger to themselves was incalculable, especially if whomever was calling the shots aboard USS Mason saw the children lurking and took them into custody. Commander Walsh was like that. Their parents may never see them again. They would be hostages of the Federation. Was she paranoid? Perhaps she was, but it was better than the opposite, especially when the children were concerned. Annisha. Alexis. Miana. Of the three, perhaps only Annisha had experienced the dark side of life, but for the most part, the children’s lives had been fairly simple. They were well fed, clothed, educated, and protected. In short, they lived a life of innocence Kirel could not begin to imagine. The captain's first twelve years were spent in a colony of Bajoran slaves on a remote asteroid in Cardassian space. She was born there, and that she survived to the age of twelve was nothing short of a miracle. Survival meant tunneling into piles of garbage to evade drunken, marauding Cardassian slave drivers who prowled the colony for young female Bajoran slaves to... enjoy. Children and parents worked the mines by day and furnished different forms of entertainment by night. The garbage dump was not only Kirel’s refuge, it was her source of comfort, her place of rest, and her source of food—of which there was little. Her education? Apparently somewhere buried in her genes was one of survival, stealth, and cunning. She hid in musty, dark attics to eavesdrop on Cardassian overlords as they discussed life outside the colony. Through them, she learned of Cardassia, the asteroid belt, and the location of the asteroid on which she lived. By watching and listening she learned their language, their tactics, and small craft maneuvers. She practiced their combat tactics in secret. She dug metal scraps from the garbage dump and skillfully fashioned them into weapons, then stored them in an abandoned area of the mine. She hoped to escape some day. She never had the chance. The colony was discovered by a small Klingon force under the command of HoD GoragH. When GoragH saw the she slaves’ condition, he exploded in an outrage, attacked and mercilessly slaughtered the Cardassians, then freed the Bajoran slaves. Kirel survived. Her parents did not. Several years later she would be recruited by Starfleet Intelligence and eventually become what she was now: Chief of Security in charge of three highly intelligent and inquisitive children who have no idea what it is like to be held captive. Except for Annisha. She knew. “Captain?” Lt Garand’s voice drew her back to reality. Her arms dropped slowly and a deep breath followed by a long sigh tried unsuccessfully to erase the memory. She could still hear their voices, feel the dankness of the mines, and smell the dump she ate from and slept in. “Lieutenant.” She nodded. “Walk with me.” A slow pace down the corridor helped to clear her mind and focus on the situation at hand. Upon entering the conference room, she secured the door and engaged surveillance of the USS Mason’s docking area. “Just so you are aware, Lieutenant, Ensign Guidry has been permanently moved to heavy administrative duty and will not be joining your security detail, or any security detail for that matter. He was apparently ‘otherwise occupied’ when the children entered the docking area.” Garand’s jaw clenched, pulling his lips and brows into a deep frown. “Otherwise occupied, Captain?” “We won’t go into that, Lieutenant. Suffice to say that it took all my strength to not….” She stopped short of wring his neck, and chose, “...convene a court martial. I have informed his… companion’s superior. It will not happen again. Ever.” Immediately dropping the subject, she pointed at the monitor where the docking area was visible from several angles, then stepped back to study it closely. “I have studied the surveillance records, but I want you to tell me what you and your detail observed. Even the smallest bit of information is important. What did you notice? What did the detail notice? What did those who were interviewed say when they left the ship, if anything? What did they look like—their expressions, the way they walked out versus the way they walked in? Anything.” After a few hours of discussion and documentation, Garand left. Kirel mentally stacked his information next to the information gleaned from surveillance footage. What emerged was more than interesting. Curious. Actually… beyond curious. In fact, it might be the key to knowing the investigators' true purpose. ____________ *The Walrus and the Carpenter Lewis Carrol
  15. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 4/13/18=/\= 23 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.113 TBS is 1 hour. The time is 1700 hours (5:00 PM) Aegis local. USS Mason has downloaded long range scans. Thanks to our "investigators," the transport ship Polo is minus a navigator. Yes, the RSE ships are still there. Yes, they are still strangely silent. Yes, Ma'ev's crew is still aboard, minus 3 who have permission to leave on the Polo. And... the children are in deep doodoo for entering a secure docking area. Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Jylliene: ::CnC:: Chirakis: ::CnC:: Kallah Ramson: ::on CnC:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she exits her office to check on the ailing Ensign:: Dacia Sandero: :: in sick bay, upset that Garand yelled at the children :: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Lawliet: ::CnC:: KelsaViegnor: ::having dinner and watching passers-by on the commerce level:: Alexis McFarland: ::in the food court, holding Miana:: How are you feeling Miana? Amanda Davis PhD: ::PADD in hand, she approaches and sees he is sleeping peacefully:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she checks his brain scans and the record for the last hour:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::then moves out to find Mimi:: Dacia Sandero: +Chirakis+ Captain, this is Dr. Sandero. Do you have some time to speak for a bit? Tarisa: Miana> ::Still sniffling a little.:: Jylliene: ::has sent a message to Nijil recommending they ground Annisha for a fair length of time until it sinks in that she has to listen to the crew:: Chirakis: ::turns at the call:: +Dacia+ For a bit. Is there a problem, Doctor? mimipavilion: ::in her office:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::she wanders toward Mimi's office:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::and knocks on the door::: mimipavilion: enter Tarisa: Yda> ::Is with High Elder Danu, deciding on what they should do about the message they received about Miana.:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::slips in:: Hello, Dr. Pavilion. ::using the proper name because there are others around:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Awakes in the shuttle :: mimipavilion: What can I do for you? Tarisa: ::Sitting in the labs, patiently waiting.:: Amanda Davis PhD: I just checked on Ensign Jackson. He seems like he's mending nicely, but I would like your opinion. Dacia Sandero: +Chikaris + thanks, I'll be quick. Captain, sorry to say but I wasn't too pleased regarding Lt Garand's conduct regarding his treatment of Alexis and Miana. Yes they should not have entered the docking area but he should not have shouted at them to leave. I’d like to file a complaint as he was rude and unprofessional in his conduct mimipavilion: What is it? Chirakis: Hm... Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jylliene+ Nijil here, fell asleep in the shuttle again. Amanda Davis PhD: Just your opinion of his general health. Jylliene: ::is not surprised:: mimipavilion: Ok. Jylliene: +Nijil+ Ah. Chirakis: +Dacia+ Perhaps this is best discussed in my office, Doctor. If you have time. Dacia Sandero: +Chirakis+ Yes, very well. I'll be on my way. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::steps into Aegis' science department. Chirakis: ::turns to Ramson:: Captain, permission to leave CnC for perhaps ten minutes? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Sees Chirakis into something :: Tarisa: ::Ears perk up as she hears the doors. She looks up, seeing Jorahl.:: Hello. Kallah Ramson: Take your time. The investigators seem to be calling it a day themselves. Jylliene: +Nijil+ See my message regarding Annisha. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jylliene+ Station did not explode.... what? Chirakis: ::nod:: Thank you Captain. ::Cayne:: Take the main console. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::notes Tarisa:: Good, you're here. Dacia Sandero: ::walks over to Mimi ::can I take a few minutes off, please? I need to see captain Chirakis about something Tarisa: Miana> ::Finally settles down.:: Alexis McFarland: ::pets Miana:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Yes Sir. Do you need assistance? mimipavilion: Alright. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> We have an issue to deal with. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Did she break into the secure area? Jylliene: +Nijil+ As the Humans would say, Bingo. Dacia Sandero: Thanks, I'll be back soon Annisha: :: In her quarters :: mimipavilion: ok. Chirakis: ::enters the lift, directing it to go directly to her office:: Tarisa: ::Tilts her head curiously.:: An issue? Dacia Sandero: ::heads out of sickbay:: mimipavilion: ::turns to Amanda:: He's physically fine. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Something is trying to access the device. I've got it locked down in the shipyard. It however it trying to reply to something. And it's directing its signals towards Aegis. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ I don't think she did. I will need to check the logs, but I think there was a security lapse. Chirakis: ::enters, informs the OIC of Dacia's coming::: Dacia Sandero: ::makes her way over to her office :: Tarisa: ::Ears lower.:: That is...not good... Jylliene: +Nijil+ She got in, regardless, and there was a scene. Amanda Davis PhD: Well, that is good news. His brain scans show no damage. Has he been eating well? Nijil tr'Korjata: +Chirakis+ If au have time I think there is a security issue we need to address. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Indeed. And the list of suspects is short. Jylliene: +Nijil+ She needs to learn to listen to crewmember directives. Before she gets herself or the other children shot. Tarisa: ::Activates internal sensor logs.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ I am going to Chirakis directly. Dacia Sandero: ::entered security, looking for the captain's office:: Chirakis: ::sighs:: +Nijil+ My office. Jylliene: +Nijil+ You *what*? mimipavilion: Yep, just updated his nutritional meals from liquids to soft solids Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ I do not believe the issue is as simple as that. Lawliet: ::stands up and walks over to the turbolift:: Tarisa: Do you suspect the investigators from the ship that recently arrived? Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::looms over Tarisa's station:: These are the frequencies it is trying to use. ::enters them into the panel:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Heading to her office now. I'll let au know what I find out. Jylliene: +Nijil+ You STARTED this conversation asking if she went somewhere she shouldn't have, and are now saying it isn't that simple?? Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> More than likely, yes. Dacia Sandero: ::is eventually directed to Chirakis' office:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::slight smile:: I noticed crumbs on his bedsheets. They looked suspiciously like donut crumbs. Jylliene: ::screams inwardly:: mimipavilion: Yeah, told him it was part of the update. Chirakis: ::waves Dacia in:: Please, Doctor. Sit. We will make this a group discussion. SubCommander Korjata is inbound. Lawliet: ::walks into the turbolift:: Sickbay Tarisa: ::Frowns as she looks at the input.:: Dacia Sandero: Oh, okay. Thanks for seeing me sir. Chirakis: ::waves her into a chair at her conference table:: Dacia Sandero: ::nods and takes a seat:: Tarisa: Is the device legally within their investigation parameters? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Enter the conference room, or simply where the table was at :: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> That might depend on who you ask. Chirakis: ::directs the OIC to escort Nijil, and possibly Miana's parents:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Has the Captain been informed yet? Lawliet: ::gets off the turbolift and walks down the corridor:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Since they will not be stepping foot onto my shipyard or any other Romulan controlled facilities, we'll go with it Not. Tarisa: Yda> ::Is shown to the office, the High Elder had opted to stay behind.:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> I expect she already knows. These frequencies are near certain telepathic frequencies. She just might have known before I did. Amanda Davis PhD: ::she flicks through the PADD:: I'm going to release him as far as psychological problems so long as he doesn't have severe nightmares, Mimi. I'll leave the rest up to you. mimipavilion: Is there anything else, Dr? Tarisa: ::Thinks.:: Can we shield it from further tampering? Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> That is my hope. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: enters :: Captain. mimipavilion: Understood, I'll let Dacia know since he is her patient. Tarisa: ::Slides over to another terminal to go through shielding options.:: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> I have managed to block the device from sending signals out. But that isn't stopping it from receiving commands. I don't need some bumbling fool triggering something. Lawliet: ::walks into sickbay:: Amanda Davis PhD: Of course.... donuts, you say? ::lightly chuckles:: Tarisa: Yda> ::Politely enters, noting Dacia and Nijil are here as well.:: Amanda Davis PhD: I'll leave you to your work, then. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Dacia Sandero: ::politely nods at Yda:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Dacia. Chirakis: ::stands in the presence of Yda, a senior to her::: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> We of course must be delicate about this. While I can do what I wish on the shipyard we do not need to cause any complications with your Starfleet investigators. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Nijil Chirakis: Please, ambassador. ::offers her a chair:: Annisha: :: to herself :: Some secure area. If they can't keep kids out... Federation…. Tarisa: Yda> ::Greets everyone.:: Thank you, Captain. ::Takes a seat.:: Lawliet: ::looks around:: Chirakis: ::remains standing:: I believe I know why all of you are here, and I believe it has to do with children. Am I correct? Dacia Sandero: Correct sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: Ie. Amanda Davis PhD: ::passes Lawliet on her way out:: Hello, Commander. If you are looking for Ens Jackson, he is sleeping. Dr. Pavilion is in her office. Chirakis: So, I will make myself very clear. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I understand, but this is not Federation property we are dealing with. This is considered a joint discovery. Certain...precautions must be maintained. Lawliet: Thank you. ::walks over to Dr. Pavilion's office:: Chirakis: I watched Lt Garand as he approached the children and carried out my orders. And my orders were to treat the children as adults, within reason... Dacia Sandero: But they're NOT adults sir.. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Listens :: Chirakis: All three children are highly intelligent. All three children know better than to enter secure areas without proper escort. Chirakis: ::ignores Dacia for the moment::: Chirakis: They know better. Therefore, they were treated as adults. ::eyes Dacia::: Dacia Sandero: They do, but it still doesn't warrant a grown man screaming at innocent little children. Chirakis: These three children have a record of mischief on this station.... Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> I agree. Still, you will excuse my Romulan nature. Subtlety would be best. Dacia Sandero: ::what record?:: Tarisa: ::Brings up the shielding plans that suit her best.:: If we go with this modification, it should prevent further tampering. ::Tail swishing about.:: mimipavilion: ::looks back at some work and notices something out of the corner of her eye and looks:: Hello Mr. Lawliet. Chirakis: This event was but one in a long list of what many would call childish mischief. In reality, that mischief could easily cost them their lives. Lawliet: ::walks in and sits down:: How is Jackson doing? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is holding himself together :: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Set it as a subroutine on a diagnostic process. That will limit others ability to override the settings, for a time. Chirakis: ::glares at Dacia:: Lt Garand did not scream. He spoke with a serious tone. One that he was trained to use when someone is about to be injured mimipavilion: Resting, psychologically he has been released, Dr. Sandero has yet to release. Tarisa: ::Nods, setting up the shielding. Holds on activating for the moment, she looks up at him.:: Shall I? Chirakis: Doctor, SubCommander, Ms Ambassador. Your children are in my care and I will not allow them to be injured in any way. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::looks the programming over:: Good work. Yes. Activate. Chirakis: Now... :::straightens up:: Have you any questions? Tarisa: Yda> ::Taking in what is being said.:: Tarisa: ::Activates the shielding program on the device.:: Tarisa: It is done. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> Good. Lawliet: ::nods:: I see. Chirakis: Dr. Sandero. You were concerned. If you have something to say, now is the time. Nijil tr'Korjata: Had they entered the secure area or approached it? If they did enter, then I would question the nature of the security there. mimipavilion: I'll let you know when he's released. Dacia Sandero: I appreciate that Captain, but I just wish that it could've been done in a more calm way. If he just told them to leave in a calm voice, they would've. They're good children. Alexis is caring and obedient. She would've left without question... they were too scared to move initially and Alexis has spent the past hour consoling poor Miana over what happened.. but.. Tarisa: Yda> ::Frowning.:: Dacia Sandero: ..Captain, Alexis' parents are Federation and Betazed diplomats (Federation & Betazed Ambassadors to Andoria)... would she also be entitled to a security detail as Miana is? That would help ensure she's safe and stays out of trouble. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Pauses as he nearly spoke over Dacia :: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::ponders a moment:: Have they questioned you yet over the mission? Chirakis: ::Yda:: Ms Ambassador? Tarisa: ::Shakes head, with a slight frown.:: No. Lawliet: Thank you Doctor. ::he gets up and walks out:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Anytime. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> I except they will soon. mimipavilion: ::feels like the popular person and resumes her work:: Chirakis: Madam Ambassador, have you something to say? Lawliet: ::walks out of sickbay and stand in the corridor for a bit:: Tarisa: Yda> ::Looking up.:: I thank you for your concern Captain. I understand your officer was doing what he felt was right. Mithraan children, and Miana in particular, are not used to being placed in a situation like this in their age. Dacia Sandero: ::feels better after she said her piece:: Chirakis: ::nods understanding::: Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::stands straight:: I am not sure how you perceive your "perfect" Federation and it's "enlightened" methods. But I warn you against going into that meeting with any doubt in yourself. They Will use it against you. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Thank you for the advice. Chirakis: I understand all of your concerns. Dr. Sandero, if you believe it necessary, I can furnish a security detail. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders if his question was heard, listens :: Lawliet: ::puts his head up and walks down the corridor into the turbolift:: Commerce. Chirakis: SubCommander, they were inside a zone that is secure. I will definitely look into the possibility that their entrance to that secure area was due to security negligence, and I will certainly deal with it. Dacia Sandero: I would appreciate that as would Alexis' parents. I can get them to file the appropriate paperwork to arrange it. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::nods:: When you see your chief, inform him of these precautions we've put in place. And I may need his and your aid soon. Now that I can keep the device calm for a little bit I think I may be near a breakthrough. Chirakis: ::nod to Dacia:: Of course. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I will let him know. Kallah Ramson: Jorahl> ::turns towards the door:: I will leave any more details till... after your interrogation. ::stiff nod then exits the lab:: Chirakis: Is there anything else? Tarisa: ::Frowns as her ears lower at the word interrogation.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I will interview Annisha to get her take on the events. But... she seemed angry, not scared. Chirakis: ::nods:: Tarisa: Yda> ::Shakes her head as she gets up from her seat.:: I do not think there is much more to discuss. Thank you for your time, Captain. Dacia Sandero: Yes, thank you for your time. Chirakis: Of course. Now, if you will excuse me, there are certain matters that are ongoing and I must return to Command and Control. Lt Markazi will escort you out. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: nods :: Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Tarisa: Yda> ::Nods and exits.:: Lawliet: ::gets off the lift and walks down the pathway:: Chirakis: ::makes a swift exit and enters the lift:: CnC Nijil tr'Korjata: Yda and Dacia, a moment please. Chirakis: ::steps out and checks the area, then moves to her console:: Commander Cayne, report. Tarisa: Yda> ::Stops a moment, looking at Nijil.:: Dacia Sandero: ::Stops and turns at Nijil:: Yes? Chirakis: ::looks up to Captain Ramson, who seems relaxed, if only a little:: Nijil tr'Korjata: To the both of au. Annisha is very protective of her friends. She will do what she has to in order to protect them. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Situation normal at the moment Captain. Chirakis: ::nod:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Nothing on the perimeter and nothing much in the sector. Tarisa: ::Makes a note to Lawliet about the new shielding she placed on the device with Jorahl.:: Tarisa: Yda> That is very reassuring. Chirakis: And our "guests"? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Keeping a low profile. Chirakis: Good. Chirakis: ::she hopes:: Nijil tr'Korjata: There are measures to keep her safe and her friends. Dacia Sandero: For sure and I appreciate that. I hope you won't keep her from still seeing them. In that respect, Alexis is a caring girl who tries to make everyone happy. I still don't consider her to be a trouble maker or any kind. Jylliene: ::ponders and waits for Nijil to message, hopes to all the elements that he doesn't do a verbal com message.:: Dacia Sandero: ::lisens to Nijil:: Chirakis: (Last words) Kallah Ramson: ::quietly to Chirakis:: I hope those issues were settled. Problems with civilians is not another excuse we need for the investigators to dredge deeper. Nijil tr'Korjata: +IM to Jy+ All is well, concern addressed. Chirakis: ::quietly:: Agreed. Jylliene: ::ponders that:: Nijil tr'Korjata: If au feel they need time off the station, my parents have a new place now.. Nijil tr'Korjata: Large farm. Dacia Sandero: On that planet? Isn't it restricted to civilians? Nijil tr'Korjata: No, somewhere new. Dacia Sandero: Oh, nearby? Nijil tr'Korjata: in the next sector. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 4/13/18 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Captain, TBS? Kallah Ramson: Let's bring the things to start of morning shift. Chirakis: Will do. Chirakis: See you all next time.
  16. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 13 April 2018 23 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.113 TBS is 1 hour. The time is 1700 hours (5:00 PM) Aegis local. USS Mason has downloaded Aegis’ long range scans, which is action beyond their purview. They are holding and questioning the navigator of the Polo, a standard Aegis transport ship. The Polo has been given permission to transport three of RSE Ma’ev’s crew who wish to leave, but Polo’s captain is reluctant to leave without their navigator, who just happens to know every square centimeter of space, up to the Alien Alliance border, and perhaps beyond. Now we wait.
  17. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 6 April 2018 23 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.113 TBS is 24 hours. The time is 1500 hours (3:00 PM) Aegis local. Envoy carrier, USS Mason, is docked. Her passengers have been quiet, accessing crew information, presumably to prepare for the onslaught that might or might not come. No one knows their purpose, but many struggle to put aside assuming the worst. Thoughts of rigorous interrogation have many on edge. Enlisted personnel have been ordered to the Mason for questioning. Because she is command staff, Commander Coleridge has read in Commander Kital regarding Adriatic’s capture of the satellite and their encounter with the Alien Alliance.
  18. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 30 March 2018 22 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.112 TBS is 15 minutes. The time is 1415 hours (2:15 PM) Aegis local. SubCommander Jorahl’s investigation reveals that the satellite captured by Adriatic was a defense system that recorded ships and possible threats. It was probably left there by the original ship 1,000 years ago. RSE Ma’ev apparently dropped out of warp almost on top of the satellite, and that caused their problem. Ma’ev’s crew remains on Aegis, with no desire to leave. RSE Antius and RSE Chairo are still in orbit. 70 years ago, A Federation Oberth class ship launched a series of probes in the region that Adriatic investigated. There is no open record of a Starfleet ship ever exploring that system or region. Evidence suggests that they knew exactly what they were looking for. How we proceed with that information remains to be seen. USS Mason, an envoy transport, is on approach to Aegis, possibly bringing representatives from Fleet Command.
  19. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 23 March 2018 22 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.112 TBS is 3 hours. The time is 1300 hours (1:00 PM) Aegis local. Adriatic is at the shipyard. Strike Force Bravo is in Aegis orbit. All operations outside Aegis space are on hold. Everything pertinent to the mission is classified top secret. Representatives from Fleet Command will arrive soon. Captain Ramson has conferred with SubCommander Jorahl regarding the satellite Adriatic retrieved. RSE Antius and RSE Chairo are still in orbit, and still strangely silent. Ma'ev's crew remains on Aegis, with no desire to leave.
  20. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 9 March 2018 22 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.112 TBS is 8 hours. The time is 0900 hours (9:00 AM) Aegis local. Adriatic is at the shipyard undergoing repairs. Adriatic’s crew has been quietly transported to Aegis. Strike Force Bravo, under the command of Captain Jon Kelley, USS Iowa, is in Aegis orbit as a precaution. All Aegis operations outside of our local area have been ordered to halt until a representative from Fleet Command arrives. We are informed that “certain actions [during the mission] are being used to further other agendas,” but that “there is nothing to worry about for the moment.” Starfleet is investigating the incident because something in the area of space that Adriatic was investigating shot the ship nearly 2 sectors away. While science focuses on how that happened and why, Adriatic’s commanding officer, Commander Lawliet, will prepare to answer questions regarding decisions made while in Alien Alliance space. Captain Ramson does not know the full breadth of what the Fleet representatives’ goals are, but “if they don't find what they're really looking for they will likely find a scapegoat to justify their investigation.” At sim begin: ~Science has begun an investigation into Adriatic’s surprise two-sector jump. ~The crew has been ordered to keep all information regarding Adriatic’s mission top secret until otherwise notified. ~Commander Lawliet has been ordered to rest.
  21. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 2 March 2018 22 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.112 TBS is 36 hours. The time is 0030 hours (12:30 AM) Aegis local. The Alien Alliance disappeared after their Interceptors and Battlecruiser postured with a show of force just inside Federation Space. Damage to Adriatic was not enough to completely disable it. Damage to Strike Force Bravo was minimal. Damage to one of the Alien Alliance Interceptors, however, was substantial enough to disable it. Strike Force Bravo has taken it and its crew in tow. At sim begin, the time is just past midnight. Adriatic and Strike Force Bravo have returned. The crew of Adriatic is enjoying a soft bed, clean sheets, and the comforts of home, except for Ens Jackson, who is in the medical complex, recovering from smacking his head against Adriatic’s helm console during the battle.
  22. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 23 February 2018 20 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.110 No TBS. The time is 1120 hours (11:20 AM) Aegis local. After exhausting every avenue of escape, Adriatic has made it into Federation space, pursued by Alien Interceptors and a massive Battle Cruiser that instantly opened up on Strike Force Bravo. Strike Force Bravo - an Akira class refit USS Iowa, the Zumwalt class stealth destroyer USS Warren, the frigate USS Tsinghua, and the D’deridex class RSE Praetor— is retaliating. On Aegis, RSE Chairo and RSE Antius are still in orbit and still strangely silent.
  23. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 16 February 2018 20 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.110 TBS is 20 minutes. The time is 1020 hours (10:20 AM) Aegis local. After several maneuvers by Adriatic meant to destroy or deter the Alien Alliance Interceptors, the Interceptors warp off and take positions between the Adriatic and Federation space. Strike Force Bravo, led by USS Iowa, waits on the other side. Meanwhile, The Romulan starships in Aegis orbit are still inexplicably silent.
  24. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 9 February 2018 20 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.110 TBS is zero. The time is 0900 hours (9:00 AM) Aegis local. Adriatic is dodging Alien Alliance Interceptors en route to Aegis through Alien Alliance space, now only a few hours from Federation Space. Task Force Bravo is at the border, waiting to intercede if needed. At sim begin, the Interceptors are closing in, and Adriatic is considering ejecting an antimatter pod, which would deplete their supply of antimatter. Captain Lawliet has an idea, but it could be risky. On Aegis, RSE Antius and RSE Chairo are still in orbit, but strangely silent.
  25. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 2 February 2018 17 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.107 TBS is 3 days. The time is 0800 hours (8:00 AM) Aegis local. Aegis received word from Adriatic’s fighter escort that the Adriatic “disappeared.” Their complete sensor logs have been sent for analysis and the squadron is returning to Aegis. When Adriatic jumped to warp to escape the planet’s gravitational pull, it was pulled onto a transwarp ribbon, similar to a transwarp conduit except that it is linked by two strong gravitational points. In a matter of minutes they traveled to the far edge of Alien Alliance space. They sent an encoded message to Aegis and is now en route at warp 5, ETA 4 days, straight through Alien Alliance Space. Three young ladies have mostly recovered from their binge in Blubby’s. The Romulan ships RSE Antius and RSE Chairo are still in Aegis orbit. They have not been a problem, which is strange and could be a problem in itself.