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Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 25 October 2019 26 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.147 TBS is 5 hours. The time is 1600 hours (4:00 pm) Aegis Local. After 38 hours. the station glitches have subsided. 30 Starfleet engineers are on arrival. At sim begin we are in the conference room to discuss the next step. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in the conference room:: Dacia Sandero: ::settles into her seat in the conference room:: Andrew Minard: ::seated at the far end of the table, face in palm:: Scott Coleridge: ::sits in a seat in the conference room, only to realize it's not his seat, so he gets up and sits in the correct seat:: Johnson Kenyon: ((sorry... should have asked a question. is it 38 hours since last time or 38 hours since the glitches?)) Johnson Kenyon: ::at conference room:: Chirakis: ::gathering information in her office before moving to the conference.::: Fletcher Jackson: ::CnC, minding the store:: Alexis McFarland: ::heading to the food court with Miana and Annisha:: Chirakis: (38 hours since the glitches began, I believe) Andrew Minard: ::scrolling through a PADD with stylus:: Chirakis: ::entering the conference room, she settles into the chair as she tosses her tablet onto the desk, as worn as the rest of them are::: Johnson Kenyon: ::much more comfortable in the conference room this round:: Chirakis: ::notes that the others are struggling to stay awake::: Very well, let us proceed... Dacia Sandero: ::listens:: Andrew Minard: ::eyes forward:: Chirakis: ::taking a deep breath:: So far we have had red alerts, lockdowns, replicators playing games, and a few other things... Scott Coleridge: ::regards Chirakis, knows that she's trying to keep everyone focused on the immediate problem, but also that she would much rather have a concrete enemy to fight instead of these phantoms:: Chirakis: Before we begin that, know that Starfleet's 30 prime engineers have just docked and will be taking our places for a while.. Chirakis: Therefore.... beginning with engineering, Commander Korjata, have you any ideas on what has been happening on the station and why it might be happening? Johnson Kenyon: ::looking at Nijil:: Dacia Sandero: ::glances over at Nijil:: Chirakis: ::a yeoman enters with fresh coffee and assorted other things that could keep us awake::: Chirakis: ::she nods and the yeoman exits::: Scott Coleridge: ::does not look at Nijil to avoid making him feel like everyone is looking at him:: mimipavilion: ::looks at Nijil:: Chirakis: Commander Korjata, you may defer to one of your engineers if you wish. Johnson Kenyon: ::hesitates to step in just yet:: Johnson Kenyon: ::wishes he were closer to Nijil to elbow him awake:: Johnson Kenyon: Captain, if I may Chirakis: ::notes the commander's exhaustion::: Mr Kenyon, you were close to the situation as an engineer. Please do. Johnson Kenyon: Obviously we are all very tired and struggling to keep alert Andrew Minard: ::logs out of his PADD and sits back to listen:: Johnson Kenyon: To this point, we've had a series of glitches with time between them... this could be a sophisticated virus, but we really have been too busy to do a thorough diagnosis Johnson Kenyon: It seems like some sort of an attack to disable the Aegis Chirakis: ::listening, focused::: Alexis McFarland: ::orders some food at Blubby's:: Chirakis: ::considers that::: So you believe that it could be an internal attack? Chirakis: Have you any ideas how that might progress? Johnson Kenyon: All I can say for sure is I don't think it is done yet Chirakis: ::thoughtful nod::: Johnson Kenyon: It seems like something might be attempting to become familiar with all our systems Tarisa: ::Was quietly sitting in the meeting, listening to the others.:: Chirakis: ::quirks a brow, then glances at Scott::: Tarisa: Miana> :;With Alexis:: Are you sure it is ok to order that? Scott Coleridge: I've been trying to come up with possible vectors. Johnson Kenyon: If it were I and I had developed a virus... I would certainly use this sort of thing to ferret out weaknesses or hide my activities Scott Coleridge: My systems analysis seems to point to a virus, but the deeper I dig, the more it seems like there's something else happening. That the virus is a red herring, or perhaps only a small part of a larger offensive. Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Mm. Yes, Dacia said it was fine. It's either that or eat another ration. Scott Coleridge: I agree that the source is almost certainly on the station somewhere. Chirakis: And how would that get aboard? Tarisa: Computer Sciences is currently analyzing the virus, and hopefully they can locate the source. Scott Coleridge: You found the virus? Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Ensign Minard did. Scott Coleridge: ::hopes his interjection comes across as curious rather than acrimonious, but they've all been running on very little sleep:: Chirakis: ::looks to Minard::: Ensign? Dacia Sandero: ::an interested 'hmm' sound:: Chirakis: ::also expects information from medical::: Tarisa: Miana> No more rations! ::Orders a Blubby Meal.:: Andrew Minard: Yes Captain... the replicator program is different from the factory installed software. Alexis McFarland: Kehehe.. Chirakis: Explain. Johnson Kenyon: ::looks up and raises his finger:: Chirakis: ::notes Kenyon, waiting for Minard to finish::: Johnson Kenyon: ::puts finger down and looks to Minard:: Andrew Minard: The replicator software I downloaded onto my tricorder is clearly alien and incompatible with our hardware. Fletcher Jackson: ::billeting in progress for SF engineers who are now aboard::: Alexis McFarland: ::finds a table and unwraps her Blubby wrap:: Chirakis: Then.... how could this virus - if it is a virus - come aboard this station? Johnson Kenyon: ::wonders if Nijil will start snoring:: Scott Coleridge: Not to besmirch any of our departments and their skills, but once someone has physical access to our systems, bypassing security becomes a matter of when, not if. Andrew Minard: My theory is, the virus infected the organic supplies. Andrew Minard: The bulk storage containers with foodstuffs. Dacia Sandero: Hmm. Chirakis: :::Andrew::: Continue. Andrew Minard: The "virus" could have been transformed from biological to technological. mimipavilion: ::a little concerned, considering that it's almost reminiscent of a similar action taken on the old station:: Andrew Minard: It would be a most insidious way to infect the stations systems. Easily perpetrated. Johnson Kenyon: I... uh... respectfully disagree Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Either edits himself not speaking in the meeting, or just getting there, whatever was funnier :: Chirakis: :::turns to Kenyon::: Mr Kenyon, go on. Johnson Kenyon: Well, we don't use bulk storage of organic material in the way he suggests Johnson Kenyon: everything in the food replicators is produced through programming of mater-energy transfer Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Deep in several padds of data, Nijil lapsed in and out of attention as his head was filling up with tales of replication and virii :: Johnson Kenyon: we aren't copying it and beam it to another location. Andrew Minard: Au contraire! Johnson Kenyon: the food replicators and the organic food supplies are not commingled except maybe by the cargo transporters Chirakis: ::holds up a hand to Minard::: Continue, Mr. Kenyon. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: piped up :: There are protein re-sequencers, but they are merely in storage. They make only a passable salisbury steak. Johnson Kenyon: the organic food supplies are used almost exclusively by the restaurants Johnson Kenyon: ::notices Nijil is alert again:: Nijil tr'Korjata: And there is Gah to go around Andrew Minard: The replicators use molecular synthesis of organic suspension. Tarisa: ((You guys make we want to dust off my DS9 technical manual. lol )) Chirakis: So... again I ask... how did it come aboard the station? Johnson Kenyon: Chief, do these organic food stock intermingle with the replicators? Nijil tr'Korjata: They do not Alexis McFarland: ::Drinks her drink:: Johnson Kenyon: It's most likely that the virus or alien code.... if you will... was planted in some benign system. Perhaps the food replicators on the civilian decks Johnson Kenyon: food replicators do not have nearly the same level of security Scott Coleridge: Intermingling isn't necessary if, as Ensign Minard suggested, someone used the material as a vector for smuggling the virus into the station to avoid our security checks. Regardless, this doesn't actually answer the captain's question. Scott Coleridge: Can we trace the origin point? Or do we have another way of locating the security breach? Tarisa: I may have a suggestion. It may be a shot in the dark, so to speak, but have the...Gremlins shared any possible information on this? Nijil tr'Korjata: The virus was the programming kind. Chirakis: 10:45 Johnson Kenyon: I agree. I don't believe the virus is airborne... but frankly there is a degree of speculation... Johnson Kenyon: we just haven't had much time to search for it and have been putting out the problems it has caused Nijil tr'Korjata: For that matter, are they the entry point? Someone could have planted a device on them to infiltrate our systems. mimipavilion: ::answering Tarisa's question:: I highly doubt that the gremlins would know what that type of programming is. Scott Coleridge: ::doesn't say much about the gremlin situation because he knows there are dimensions to it that some people in the room aren't cleared for:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Maybe the virus was just a Roman in the horse Scott Coleridge: I have a suggestion, then. Tarisa: But perhaps they witnessed something? Not saying they did it themselves. Dacia Sandero: Ah, I see what you mean Chirakis: :::holds up a hand::: Rather than speculate, how could it possibly have gotten on the station? Go ahead Commander Coleridge. Tarisa: But all of these events have been too close together to be coincidence. Scott Coleridge: First, I suggest that all of us get a solid eight hours of sleep. Then, I suggest we let the newly-arrived engineers handle any new glitches that come up, while our regular engineers turn the station inside-out looking for the source of said glitches. Scott Coleridge: Coordinate with security to search for suspicious activity in the past few days near potentially vulnerable access points. Dacia Sandero: I agree with that suggestion. mimipavilion: ::nods in agreement with Scott:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Johnson Kenyon: ::nods:: Chirakis: ::settles back in her chair::: Scott Coleridge: Let the new engineers be our firewall while we provide the antivirus, so to speak. Scott Coleridge: We need to get ahead of this thing before whoever is behind it decides to stop toying with us...or probing, learning, testing… and does something truly dangerous. Chirakis: ::nods confirmation::: Johnson Kenyon: I have one additional suggestion Scott Coleridge: ::nods at Kenyon:: Johnson Kenyon: We need to have a plan in case one of these glitches affects a critical system... shuts off the life support or causes one of the reactors to fail or something Chirakis: Our Starfleet engineers will definitely be on the watch for such things, Mr. Kenyon. Johnson Kenyon: The Chief has been trying to get a proper mirror image of the computer core in to reimage the core... shut down and re-initialize the whole system Andrew Minard: But perhaps that is exactly what they want us to do! Nijil tr'Korjata: Not the core, just the base replicator and replicator database. Chirakis: :::holds up a hand::: And we are back to speculating..... Andrew Minard: Sorry sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: Right, which is all we have now. Chirakis: For now... you are dismissed. Get a good rest. Hopefully SF engineers will have something for us tomorrow morning. Johnson Kenyon: ::stands and walks out:: Chirakis: :::looks to Scott::: Commander, anything else? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets up and wobbles :: Chirakis: :::attaching her tablet to the belt around her waist::: Johnson Kenyon: ::turns around to look for Nijil:: Chief... ::moves to him:: mimipavilion: ::gets up, stretches and heads out:: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Not until I've had more sleep. Andrew Minard: ::looks at Tarisa:: Chirakis: :::nods::: Agreed. Tarisa: ::Gets up and stretches.:: Johnson Kenyon: ::to Nijil:: These visiting engineers don't know the station like we do... they might need someone to show them around Dacia Sandero: ::heads out as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: The Romulan equivalent of coffee is, not for everyone. Chirakis: :::stands to stretch::: Nijil tr'Korjata: If au are up to it au may give them a crash course. I need some of them to look over the code...by hand. Johnson Kenyon: ::to Nijil:: I think this problem is already past the food replicators Andrew Minard: ::grabs his PADD and storms out of the room:: Tarisa: ::Perks up as she watches Andrew leave.:: Chirakis: ::noting the conversation with Nijil::: SF engineers know the station well. I would not worry about that, Commander. Nijil tr'Korjata: Each station is different. Do what au need to do. Johnson Kenyon: Right now, we all need some sleep... Andrew Minard: ::heads straight for his quarters to sleep:: mimipavilion: ::arrives on her deck and goes to her quarters:: Tarisa: ::Yawns a little, her tail lazily waving back and forth.:: mimipavilion: ::enters her quarters and yawns:: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: A very interesting "discussion" for those who are exhausted. Chirakis: TBS will be to the next day at 0700. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, thoughts? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 18 October 2019 26 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.147 TBS is 16 hours. The time is 1000 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local. Engineering has been working on glitches for 35 hours. All hands available have been assisting. Work shifts are 2 hours, and we are exhausted. We look forward to fixing the problem. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil was running on fumes, whatever that was. Reports were coming in that a few engineers collapsed from exhaustion in various locations. Personal quarters, bars, commerce, and other levels :: mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Andrew Minard: ::finishing the last replicator reset in Science Lab II:: Dacia Sandero: ::in Sickbay as well:: Chirakis: ::exits her office::: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::working on a batch of seedlings:: Jylliene: ::at Ops, monitoring the ongoing resets as updates come in:: Scott Coleridge: ::in the CnC, doing his best to assist engineering:: Chirakis: ::if she were an engineer, the problem would be doubled... meaning that she is no engineer::: Alexis McFarland: ::would be in school, writing something on her PADD::: Andrew Minard: ::personally overseeing the reset process on the science sections' replicators as they replicate compounds, chemicals, as well as foodstuffs:: Tarisa: ::In her office for the moment, checking up on Computer Sciences.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks down at his PADD, now a jumble of Rihan and Federation symbols :: About... how many to go? Let me see. Chirakis: ::she steps to Jylliene::: Do we have a SITREP, Commander? Tarisa: Miana> ::Tummy growls in the middle of class.:: Dacia Sandero: ::tends to some exhausted engineers they picked up:: mimipavilion: ::tending to some exhausted engineers:: Chirakis: (Let us hope that the children are allowed to sleep.) Alexis McFarland: ::glances at Miana:: Didn't get enough rations this morning? Alexis McFarland: (I hope so too) Jylliene: Still going... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Dots.. hundreds of dots on the station map. His people working overtime getting each replicator wiped :: Jylliene: Making good progress...you can see the map here. Jylliene: ::pulls it up:: Andrew Minard: +Computer+ Please replicate one beaker of acetic acid. ::scans the specimen with his new tricorder:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Thanks to the replicator issue, he was able to have real coffee. That, however, would not last for much longer :: Chirakis: :::shifts her attention to the map::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Frowns.:: I did... Jylliene: I have not had an updated estimated completion time yet, but they're going hard at it. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::finishing the last tray of seedlings. Sets the watering and lighting systems:: Alexis McFarland: Yeah, it didn't have a lot in there didn't it? ::unwraps a piece of hard candy from her pocket:: You want a piece of candy? I had it in my ration. Tarisa: Miana> ::Eyes the candy for a moment, before nodding.:: Scott Coleridge: ::staring at his console as lines of code scroll past, frowning:: Chirakis: I see that they are. ::pauses a moment, then turns to her::: Commander Kital, do we not have replicators that are not in use somewhere on the station? Andrew Minard: ::recycles the sample, picks up his tool bag and heads for the CSCI's office:: Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles and puts the candy in Miana's mouth:: Ahh... Tarisa: Miana> Ahh Jylliene: ::can see blips flipping from red to green as they're moving along:: Of course. The shuttles and our other craft should be usable - the Nei'rrh, the Aegean. Chirakis: Surely there must be others besides what we are actually using in case some break down. Jylliene: We also have some in storage. Not many, mind you. Jylliene: And these staterooms are empty - their replicators have remained powered down and should be fine. Alexis McFarland: I heard my parents' ship will be bringing food and stuff with them. But, that's still a day and a half away. Jylliene: ::indicating on the map:: Andrew Minard: ::enters the CSCI's Office:: ::Tarisa:: Chief, ::hands over the other tricorder, the one with the downloaded virus on it:: here is the program we found in Engineering. ::wipes the sweat from his brow:: Chirakis: ::checking the map::: I wonder why, if they aren't affected, they are not in use. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::has the fast growing seeds all set. Even if they replicators get fixed it was a good experiment on the potential crop yields:: Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ I know we are in the middle of wiping all these replicators, but do you think we should set up a replicator using the power of a shuttle or fighter? Tarisa: Miana> Mmm. ::Blinks.:: I do not think they would have enough food for the entire station. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wipes another replicator and tags it for completion :: Oh wait... I need to get a fresh copy to make the master copy. :: Talks into his PADD :: Computer, set up a comm link with Starfleet Corps of Engineers, replication division. Jylliene: Waiting to figure out what the issue is? Jylliene: How would we monitor access? Alexis McFarland: I don't know. Even if they did, it'd only be enough for a day or two Tarisa: ::Looking at it.:: This is the cause of the replicator issues? Chirakis: Good point. Jylliene: We'd need security to keep things orderly. Jylliene: But if worse comes to worst, we certainly could. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ One replicator for the entire station? The only one I would entertain using is a simple embedded only version. Something that only does water and such. mimipavilion: ::finishes with her current exhausted engineer:: Johnson Kenyon: ::contacting some engineers to coordinate their efforts from Main engineering:: Chirakis: ::snort:: Orderly is not exactly available at the moment. Andrew Minard: This program is the one I downloaded from a replicator in Engineering, I believe it contains the virus. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::steps out of the hydroponics lab, reading a PADD "101 Ways to Cook BioEngineered Bean Sprouts"::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets contacted by SfCoE :: Jylliene: Maybe we could consider setting up some on a separate network after this - so many per deck. Just in case. Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Several affected replicators stop malfunctioning, going quiet or responding to orders in a sensible way. mimipavilion: ::walks over to Dacia:: Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ I don't know why would couldn't route power from a shuttle or even your hummingbird to operator a few replicators Chirakis: ::she leans against the console next to Jylliene:: Tarisa: Have you reported to the Chief Engineer? Jylliene: Plus at least one in medical, and in other critical areas. Chirakis: Possible ::Jylliene:: mimipavilion: ::softly:: They’re all exhausted. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ It's not power that's the problem, it's the replication database getting updated with an altered matrix. We are very lucky the safeties were not overridden and someone killed. Chirakis: Still, there would be rationing, and for 6,000 plus aboard, that could be difficult. Andrew Minard: ::Tarisa:: I was just going to return the tool bag to Nijil Ma'am. Perhaps Computer Sciences would like a look at the program. The science lab replicators are fully functional. Dacia Sandero: ::nods at Mimi:: They're pushing themselves hard to restore the replicators for sure. I wish more people on the station appreciated that. Jylliene: Yes. But easier to monitor access to a number spread out per deck...and it would feel less catastrophic. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ we're also very lucky we don't have more casualties from lack of nutrition or thirst Scott Coleridge: ACTION> All replicators, even the ones not yet reset, resume working normally. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sends a message to the Corps about getting the most stable updated database :: Johnson Kenyon: ::receiving reports that the replicators are now functional:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: I'm going to the CnC to report our findings so far Tae'Lynn Dran: ::enters the CnC, still reading her PADD:: Chirakis: ::she straightens up::: Commander... ::walking toward the CnC replicator::: Jylliene: "Just go down to the emergency replicator at a specific assigned location per area" is less panic inducing than going to one central location with a huge line Dacia Sandero: ::looks at a replicator:: Hey, all the lights are working on it. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ what happened? I'm receiving reports all over the station that the replicators are now functional Dacia Sandero: ::walks over to the replicator:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ My daughter has been through worse than this, so since we are so close I am not worried. mimipavilion: ::looks at it:: Hmm that's odd Scott Coleridge: ::still frowning as he scrolls through lines of code:: Mmm. Dacia Sandero: Computer, tea.. earl grey, hot. Tarisa: ::Holds onto the tricorder and moves from her desk.:: I will take this to the Chief Engineer first. Then we will go from there. Go get some rest for now. :;Heading for her door.:: And good job. ::Smiles as she heads for the lab exit. Nijil tr'Korjata: +CnC+ I am getting reports that the replicators are working, but I was not finished. Dacia Sandero: ::watches the tea materialize:: Huh. Good job Nijil. Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh, I'll have to try that one. ::puts a tap on one of the recipes:: Andrew Minard: ::smiles and plops down on a chair:: Jylliene: +Nijil+ Checking from my end. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::steps over to science station:: Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ I estimate that we completed about 28% of the work Scott Coleridge: ::hears Nijil's comm:: Hmm mimipavilion: ::goes and stands:: Ok that's it. I'll make sure that is mentioned Tarisa: ::Has the computer locate Nijil and begins to head in his area.:: Andrew Minard: ::to himself:: Hmm, nice office space. ::tries not to get too comfy:: Chirakis: ::stopping at the replicator::: Coffee. French ground. Thick. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Yes.. if they don't already know. Dacia Sandero: ::drinks the tea:: mimipavilion: I'll be back, Dacia. Jylliene: +Nijil+ Confirmed. Looks good. Nijil tr'Korjata: +CnC+ The Starfleet Corps of Engineers are sending me the latest update to the replication matrix database now, so I am not sure what is going on. Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: Scott Coleridge: Captain, I've been trying to figure out the cause of the malfunction, and I'm... troubled. If the replicators are working again, I'm more troubled. Jylliene: Looks like things are back online, Captain. Jylliene: ::pauses to let Coleridge speak:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Curses in old Rihan :: mimipavilion: ::goes to tl and orders it to the CnC:: Chirakis: :::takes the cup as the replicator finishes, and takes a sip::: It is coffee, exactly as I asked. Chirakis: ::Scott:: And why would that be? Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Sickbay receives a medical emergency alert in engineering. mimipavilion: ::arrives on the CnC a short time later. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks down at his padd :: Alexis McFarland: ::watches a kid try to replicate a chocolate bar::: Boy>. Hey! It worked! ::grabs the chocolate bar and takes a bite:: Yeah, it's chocolate all right. Chirakis: :::notes Mimi entering but her focus is on Andrew Minard: ::breathes deeply:: +Computer+ Please transport this tool bag to Main Engineering storage locker. Chirakis: Scott::: Johnson Kenyon: ((:I'm in Main Engineering... can I see the problem?)) Tarisa: ::Arrives at Nijil's location.:: I may have at least a partial explanation. ::Holding up a tricorder.:: One of my officers found a virus. Dacia Sandero: Uh oh. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes to compare version numbers and the changes from base to update :: Dacia Sandero: ::Grabs her med kit:: I best be on my way. mimipavilion: ::walks over to Chirakis and Scott:: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Well, the replicator malfunction was a systemic issue, not an equipment failure. Looking over the code... it looks like some kind of virus was planted in the system. But that's not the part that bothers me. Chirakis: Go on... Andrew Minard: ::watches the black tool bag dematerialize and stands up:: Alexis McFarland: ::heads to Engineering:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to Tarisa, still not used to seeing a feline species :: I figured as much. Can you extract it so I can examine the code? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::marks a few more before turning her attention to the goings on:: Chirakis: ::Jylliene, aside:: Engage emergency scrubbers for CnC. Tarisa: Do you have a secure terminal I can plug this into? Jylliene: Right away. Jylliene: ::engages :: Chirakis: ::Jylliene:: No one is to enter until the emergency is over. Andrew Minard: ::leaves the CSCI's Office and heads to the nearest replimat:: Dacia Sandero: ::Enters Engineering:: Where's the emergency? Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh na na, not going to connect it to the system. :: Holds out a bio-isolinear rod in his hand :: Here is a good copy of the matrix database. Scott Coleridge: Well, I haven't had a chance to examine the virus itself. But looking at the altered code... our resets shouldn't have worked. And they shouldn't have fixed the problem. Jylliene: ::nods:: Yes ma'am Jylliene: ::sets the protocol:: mimipavilion: ::looks at Scott and Chirakis:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks longingly at the replicator, but knows better, chews on his lemon energy bar :: Tarisa: ::Takes the rod and connects it to the tricorder.:: Here you are. ::Hands them both over.:: Chirakis: Is there a possibility that we are not dealing with a virus? Johnson Kenyon: ::looking at the doctor:: Doctor, nice of you to visit. Emergency? Nijil tr'Korjata: The rod is read-only Johnson Kenyon: ::yawns:: Dacia Sandero: ::Johnson:: Yeah, we received a medical alert in engineering. Dacia Sandero: ::looks around for anyone sick or injured:: Scott Coleridge: Sorry, yes,that's what I mean. Andrew Minard: +Computer+ I'll have some trout and green beans and a cold glass of water. ::sits down to a meal in the replimat:: Johnson Kenyon: ::blinks:: Honestly, most of the engineering staff is so tired that I've given most of them time to rest Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the virus headers :: Oh, this is a big file and I have a big headache. Nijil tr'Korjata: Does your species get headaches? Scott Coleridge: Sickbay> +Mimi+ Sickbay to Dr. Pavilion. Dacia Sandero: I prescribe a cup of coffee. I hope that wasn't the medical emergency. Johnson Kenyon: I don't think there's anyone emergency here. mimipavilion: I'm right here Scott. Johnson Kenyon: It's practically just myself Jylliene: ::ponders - to Chirakis:: Sabotage? Annisha: :: Is keeping pace with Alexis :: Tarisa: Sometimes usually in extreme fatigue. Alexis McFarland: ::replicates a Blubby Burgers, watches them materialize:: Yay! Scott Coleridge: I mean that it *looks* like a virus, but even if there is a virus in there... I'm not sure that it's responsible for what happened. Alexis McFarland: Looks like your dad fixed the replicators. ::to Annisha:: Andrew Minard: +Kenyon+ Lieutenant, this is Minard, I returned your tool bag to the Main Engineering storage locker. Johnson Kenyon: ::turns head:: +Minard+ thank you. Alexis McFarland: ::Tosses one to Annisha and Miana, and takes a bite of hers:: Tarisa: Miana> Yay! ::Puts her hands up in joy.:: mimipavilion: Is there something wrong, Scott? Scott Coleridge: Sickbay> +Mimi+ Sickbay to Dr. Pavilion. We keep receiving medical emergency alerts, but when we send medics... there's no emergency. Johnson Kenyon: ::to the doctor:: No one reported an emergency to me, doctor Andrew Minard: ::puts a napkin on his lap and drinks the water:: Johnson Kenyon: ::overheads the Comm to Mimi:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha+ Hon, don't use the replicators, nor let your friends use them. I'm being cautious. Dacia Sandero: hm, that's weird. Okay then. Oh, and good job on fixing the replicators so fast. mimipavilion: +Sickbay+ I'll let CnC know. Johnson Kenyon: ::tapping console:: Alexis McFarland: ::too late, eating her burger:: mimipavilion: ::clears her throat:: Tarisa: Miana> :;Was about to take a bite, then frowns.:: Boo... Annisha: +Nijil+ What? But a Blubby-free day is a day not worth living. Chirakis: ::putting her cup aside:: Yes, Doctor? Alexis McFarland: It tastes like a Blubby burger Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Rolls eyes :: +Annisha+ You'll manage. Alexis McFarland: Boo. Johnson Kenyon: Doctor, it appears our glitches have reemerged in your department Andrew Minard: ::enjoying a meal in the replimat on Deck 7:: Dacia Sandero: Well, that's great. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ the glitches have switched to medical emergencies mimipavilion: I came to report that we have a lot of exhausted engineers and now my department has a lot of false medical emergencies. Dacia Sandero: I better head back then. Tarisa: May I have a copy of this? I would like Computer Sciences involved. Dacia Sandero: ::heads back to Sickbay:: Johnson Kenyon: ::walks over to the replicator, turns it on:: coffee Alexis McFarland: ::continues to eat her burger nonetheless:: Chirakis: ::nods to Mimi::: So if we do not have problems via virus, what else could cause these seemingly random problems? Andrew Minard: ::finishes the last bite:: +Dran+ Lieutenant Dran, what is your location? Tae'Lynn Dran: Sounding like an investigative attack ::she said mostly just thinking out loud:: Scott Coleridge: False medical emergencies? Hmm. That would have to be... ::opens another diagnostic window:: Internal sensors or comms. Chirakis: ::looks to Scott::: Scott Coleridge: I haven't ruled out a virus, mind you. Chirakis: And if not those? Nijil tr'Korjata: Copy of the virus or copy of the master matrix Tae'Lynn Dran: +Minard+ I am on the CnC. Tarisa: Both, if it will help us solve this faster. Andrew Minard: +Dran+ Aye Ma'am. I'm going to my quarters per Cmdr. Tarisa. Just to lie down for a bit. Alexis McFarland: Seemed all right to me. ::finishes her burger:: I feel better now. Nijil tr'Korjata: Let me make a copy :: does so :: Johnson Kenyon: ::returning to desk, puts down coffee:: zzzz Tarisa: Miana> ::Staring at Alexis to see if she is about to turn blue.:: Hmmm.... Chirakis: Let's rule out the virus, Commander, and everything else that seems to be caused by random things... if that makes sense. Alexis McFarland: Hmm? mimipavilion: ::thinks, no in particular:: could it be from a remote location, like not from within the station. Scott Coleridge: Yes, we could assume the glitches aren't random. Jylliene: ::on a hunch, starts tracking down access and update records for systems on the station, starting with replicators, internal sensors and communications, and then looking for anything else in the same time frame:: Tarisa: Miana> I am waiting... Chirakis: ::Mimi:: Possibly. Alexis McFarland: For me to keel over and die? Hmm, not yet... Andrew Minard: ::in my bunk day dreaming of replicator stasis chambers and the like:: Scott Coleridge: A virus could still be the culprit… I'm just not certain it's consistent with the changes I saw to the replicator code. It looked like something that wasn't a virus trying hard to pretend to be a virus. Chirakis: They certainly do not seem random. Alexis McFarland: ::looks at the boy who ate the chocolate bar, he seems fine too:: Scott Coleridge: If it's a remote operator... that implies someone has remote access to the station computer. Jylliene: ::looking for things that line up between the replicators, internal sensors, and communications:: Chirakis: Indeed it does. Jylliene: Could someone link in from the shipyard? Nijil tr'Korjata: Tarisa, my daughter wanted me to ask if Miana can have a sleepover at our place. I told her I would ask. Tarisa: Miana> Are you sure? You could still get sick. Johnson Kenyon: zzzz Dacia Sandero: ::makes it back to Sickbay and sighs. A few other doctors came back and said the same thing:: Jylliene: ::to Chirakis & Coleridge:: Scott Coleridge: ::Jylliene:: Yes, theoretically. Although I would be surprised that anyone with malicious intent could do that without Jorahl noticing. Chirakis: ::Jylliene::: Possibly. I would believe that it would be someone closer. Alexis McFarland: I can always visit Dacia in the Sickbay if I do. I hope I don't. Tarisa: ::Tilts head a bit.:: I would have to ask her mother, but I doubt there would be a problem. Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Ensign Minard begins feeling... lighter. Jylliene: ::nods, knowing that Jorahl Sees All:: Chirakis: ;::Scott:: Agreed.... Jylliene: Has anyone angered Jorahl lately? Johnson Kenyon: ::wakes suddenly:: Jylliene: ::slight grin:: Andrew Minard: +Tarisa+ Chief, what if someone is trying to starve us out / off the station. ::stands up and gets very dizzy:: Whoa Chirakis: Not that..... :::watching her coffee cup float up about an inch::: mimipavilion: ::nods, then looks at Kenyon:: Problems Mr. Kenyon Chirakis: Now, that makes no sense. Johnson Kenyon: ::stands:: Ma'am Johnson Kenyon: sorry. Just a little sleepy... ::reaches for coffee:: Andrew Minard: ::to himself:: I wonder if the artificial gravity plating is malfunctioning? Tarisa: +Minard+ That would seem excessive... ::Taking her copy from Nijil.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holds his head :: I am finding it hard to concentrate Jylliene: ::adds the artificial gravity systems to the computer search:: Chirakis: :::Scott::: Where would these "glitches" have to originate? Johnson Kenyon: ::sips coffee and spits it out:: I forgot.... I hate the stuff... but it sure wakes me up Andrew Minard: +Tarisa+ Commander, I'm feeling a bit light headed at the moment. Scott Coleridge: The simplest way would be to have access to a computer terminal, of course. But that would also be the easiest for us to trace. Chirakis: 10:45 PM Chirakis: (Good one, Andrew) Scott Coleridge: I think if we're assuming we have a saboteur, they'll have found a less obvious point of entry into the system. Andrew Minard: (::blushes:: thanks!) Scott Coleridge: The problem is that once you have physical access to the station, there's really a large number of ways to hack into the computer if you can get past the security. Tarisa: +Minard+ Then report to sickbay, if you feel it necessary. ::Looking to Nijil.:: You might do the same. Chirakis: Shut down the computer system except for CnC? Andrew Minard: +Tarisa+ Aye. will do ::steps out of his quarters and into the corridor for some fresh air and a stroll:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I am just tired, but also afraid this problem will keep me up. Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Multiple decks across the station, including CnC, experience gravity plating malfunction. Everyone feels 20 to 50% lighter. Dropping objects becomes... interesting. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ Did you get my last message, sir? the glitches have migrated to the emergency communications Jylliene: ::sighs:: Alexis McFarland: I feel funny.. what's happening? ::Drops her pencil:: Wooooow, look at that! mimipavilion: I think I'll stay here, to help monitor any possible medical emergencies. Johnson Kenyon: ::suddenly feels lighter and spills coffee on him:: Ouch! Scott Coleridge: If this is a saboteur, they must have a goal. Chirakis: ::not... happy as she begins to float::: Kahless... Johnson Kenyon: What the heck! Alexis McFarland: ::floating out of her chair:: Uh oh... Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Either that our getting lost in my mountain of messages. mimipavilion: ::begins to float:: Ugh... Jylliene: ::watching the screen scroll as the computer continues to check:: Dacia Sandero: :feels the lightness as well:: What? Tae'Lynn Dran: ::finds the floor feels slipperier than normal, takes a seat:: Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ something is affecting gravity Andrew Minard: ::becomes VERY apprehensive, remembering what happened to a Klingon Chancellor long time ago:: Jylliene: ::holds on to her seat:: Tarisa: Then I will leave you for now. But you should rest while you can. ::Steps out of his office. Feels like she is about to float a moment.:: Alexis McFarland: ::watches her eraser float by her:: Uhh... Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Speaking of which. I am getting gravity generator malfunctions on at least a dozen levels. Tarisa: Miana> ::Holds onto Alexis and the table.:: Chirakis: 10:50 PM Alexis McFarland: ::holds onto Miana:: Aww man. Kinda fun though.. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Holds onto the console :: Great.. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ I'm getting that too... I think we've no choice but to purge systems before something really bad happens Tarisa: ::Heads to Computer Sciences as quickly as she can.:: Andrew Minard: ::grabs for his cricket phaser and makes his way to Sickbay as best he can:: Annisha: :: Holds onto something :: Tae'Lynn Dran: Sabotaged replicators, lowered gravity. Sounds like someone is REALLY desperate to reach their diet goals. Scott Coleridge: Computer, restrict environmental systems controls to command level personnel and reset to defaults, authorization Coleridge Kappa-Lambda-Kappa. Chirakis: Computer> Compliance. Scott Coleridge: ACTION> Gravity returns gradually to affected areas. Alexis McFarland: ::Falls back down in her chair:: Oof! Johnson Kenyon: ::slips on his spilled coffee:: Andrew Minard: ::flops down onto Medical's front door:: mimipavilion: ::drops back down:: Scott Coleridge: ::feels himself settle more into his seat:: Whew. Well that should prevent anyone from cutting life support too, assuming they don't have our command codes. But it's not a long-term solution, and we can't lockdown every system. Tarisa: Miana> ::Glad she was above her chair.:: Umph. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ I've got to head to medical, but things are not getting any better Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: forgot his coffee mug drifted away earlier, then it spills on his uniform as gravity is restored :: Oh, what! Dacia Sandero: :::hears something flop:: What happened? You okay, mate? ::looks down at Minard and gets some orderlies to pick him up:: Johnson Kenyon: ::heading to Medical:: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Captain, we can try to fix the affected systems, but if there is a single mind behind this, we're always going to be on the defensive. Andrew Minard: ::lays down on a biobed, holstering his cricket phaser:: I'm good, I just tripped on the deck Ma'am. Scott Coleridge: If we can try to figure out *why* they're causing seemingly random malfunctions, perhaps we can anticipate where they're going with this and set some kind of trap. Alexis McFarland: Ow, that was a hard landing. ::rubs her backside:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Do what au have to do. Jylliene: I'm trying to track down updates and access to the affected systems, to see if there's a common denominator. mimipavilion: I'd feel better being on the offensive Andrew Minard: ::Dacia:: I thought we'd be invaded Doc. Scott Coleridge: In the meanwhile, I suggest we restrict non-essential personnel's movement throughout the station and have security conduct sweeps of all restricted areas. It's possible someone is tapping into the computers through the EPS or ODN relays in a less-while-travelled area. Nijil tr'Korjata: +CnC+ We need to convene a meeting about these issues before it can't be followed. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ I'm thinking we need a complete system reboot ::limping down the hall to Medical:: Tarisa: ::Gets the copies to Computer Sciences, suspending their other projects for the moment till they figure this out.:: Dacia Sandero: Invaded by whom? You okay? What're your symptoms? Jylliene: Maybe someone really, really wants us to welcome those thirty engineers. Chirakis: Given the circumstances, we can engage top level emergency protocols and shut down the station completely. Johnson Kenyon: ::entering SICKBAY:: Andrew Minard: :: Dacia:: I was feeling light headed after my "lunch" in the replimat. Chirakis: However, no one has been injured so far. Scott Coleridge: If we do that, though, we might force the saboteur's hand. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Perhaps, but the image may be damaged. Dacia Sandero: I see. Chirakis: Indeed we would. mimipavilion: At least not severely. Dacia Sandero: Nurse> ::ushers Johnson to a bio bed:: Scott Coleridge: Right now, everything we've done has been consistent with damage control. As far as the saboteur knows, we still think this is some kind of terrible malfunction. Tarisa: ::Heading for CnC, but finds the lifts to be in lockdown.:: Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ Can't we get another image? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Security is ready when you are Captain. Just give the word. Johnson Kenyon: ::sitting in bio bed:: Dacia Sandero: ::Scans Andrew:: Is it due to exhaustion? How long have you been working? Chirakis: Thank you, Commander Cayne. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Hope it does not come down to martial law. :: raises a brow :: Dacia Sandero: Nurse> Exhaustion as well, I imagine? ::to Johnson:: Johnson Kenyon: ::to doctor Sandero:: I spilled coffee and slipped on it when the gravity returned to normal. I think I've sprained my ankle and may have a burn Chirakis: 10:58 PM Andrew Minard: ::Dacia:: I'm not used to heavy manual labor Doc. I'm a science officer. We've been dragging tools all over the starbase trying to help fix the replicators. Johnson Kenyon: ::to nurse:: that is a possibility Dacia Sandero: Oh dear. ::to Johnson:: We'll get you fixed up. ::to Andrew::: I know what you mean. They got you guys to the replicators too, eh? Johnson Kenyon: The worst of it is, the problem isn't fixed.. just migrated Chirakis: ::Cayne:: Security could easily send our culprit - if it is a culprit - elsewhere. Chirakis: (last words) Andrew Minard: Hahaha yeah. I think the station has a cold, either that or someone's trying to lay siege upon us. Dacia Sandero: ::Scans Andrew:: It looks like that's the case. Unless it was something you ate? But I don't think so with these readings. Scott Coleridge: ::realizes no one responded to Nijil's comm:: +Nijil+ Coleridge to Commander Korjata. Agreed that we need to meet. We here on the CnC have been having an... interesting... discussion. Dacia Sandero: Either option doesn't sound good. mimipavilion: I should probably switch medical to the backup generators until the situation is contained for the time being Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 10/18/19 - 11:00 PM Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: TBS will be until 4 pm for a command conference. Chirakis: Hopefully we will still be awake then. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, comments? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none... well done all. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.