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= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief = /\ = = /\ = 29 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.150 = /\ = The station is fairly quiet. Most of Alpha shift has left CnC, but some remained to catch up on work. Lt Kenyon is working on the virus. Captain d’Ka has returned to Missouri. Security remains on high alert. Drs Pavilion and Sandero are very busy in the medical complex. Chirakis: /=/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Dacia Sandero: ::in said medical complex:: Alexis McFarland: ::with Miana and Annisha:: Chirakis: :::CnC, checking various things as she sits in the command chair::: Tarisa: ::Is in her office, checking reports.:: Dacia Sandero: ::treating the injured Engineering ensign:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Playing with Alexis and Annisha.:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::exits her office, having heard that there is a severe trauma patient::: Scott Coleridge: ::reviewing Kenyon's engineering report:: mimipavilion: ::also treating the ensign::Mike:: Do you know how this happened? Chirakis: ::flicking through information that needs to be either ignored or filed::: Alexis McFarland: ::snuggles Miana:: Dacia Sandero: ::Scans his head and checks his neural readings:: mimipavilion: ::treating Jake's head as Dacia scans::still waiting for Mike's response:: Scott Coleridge: ::reviewing the information about how the virus has interacted with the power grid:: Hmm Amanda Davis PhD: :::removed her usual clothes and suits up in case she is needed, then moves toward the trauma unit::: Chirakis: ::hearing the hum, without looking up she mentions::: Something interesting, Commander? ::Scott:: Dacia Sandero: ::looks:: Well, the initial scans do look promising. I’d imagine a concussion, but all of his neural pathways seem to look intact. We’ll have to see once he regains consciousness to be certain. Tarisa: Miana> ::purrs:: mimipavilion: ::Nods to Dacia:: That's good to hear. I manage to treat the area. Johnson Kenyon: ::directing Main Engineering:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: unsure where he is :: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Oh, just going over updates on the virus. It was more clever than we anticipated. Chirakis: ::glances over, somewhat surprised, then nods:: Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: mimipavilion: ::turns to Lopez:: What happened to Ensign Wright? Chirakis: SF Engineer Mike Jersey> No, ma'am, not exactly. He was working on a console, hit his head getting out from underneath it. His tool chest fell on him and all his tools feel as well. Johnson Kenyon: ::setting up protocol layers to isolate, confuse and combat the virus should it return:: Dacia Sandero: Oh dear. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: finds himself in medical, still? How long had he been here :: Alexis McFarland: You guys feeling hungry yet? mimipavilion: ::Nods:: Ok. I take it you did question him prior to him passing out, was there anything that may be helpful, even if it doesn't seem important. Chirakis: Mike> He tried to get something out about a woman who passed him. A female engineer. But ma'am... we don't have any female engineers working with us, and we didn't see anyone like he described. Dacia Sandero: ::tries to think of any female engineers she knew:: Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I'll be in engineering if you need me. Chirakis: ::nod::: Very well. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: sits up :: Dacia Sandero: Working on the Aegis? I know a few. mimipavilion: ::Nods:: Alright. I'll check with my command staff to see if there was anyone in the area where you guys were at. If you don't mind me asking what area were you assigned? Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? Tarisa: Miana> ::Perks up at the mention of food.:: mimipavilion: ::turns to Nijil:: Just a minute, Commander? Chirakis: Mike> ::Dacia:: Yes, ma'am. But we don't have any in our area. He said he saw her pass right by. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: looks around :: Scott Coleridge: ::enters the TL and takes the ride down to the coolest part of the station:: Dacia Sandero: I see. Maybe he was daydreaming? Nijil tr'Korjata: Can I go? This a test? Alexis McFarland: We can go to Blubby's, or somewhere else if you want. mimipavilion: ::Nijil:: Yes you can go, but no duty. Chirakis: Mike> ::finishing his trauma report, he sends it to Dr Pavilion::: Dacia Sandero: I'd go relax in your quarters. I think Annisha is with Alexis and Miana, so it should be nice and quiet for you there. Johnson Kenyon: ::first shift ends; directing 2nd shift:: Chirakis: Mike> :::walks toward Dr Pavilion in case he's needed::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: smiles :: I have all the time in the...station. :: he walked to the exit. It was good to be back here again. :: mimipavilion: ::receives Mike's trauma report:: Scott Coleridge: ::enters engineering:: Tarisa: Miana> Mmm... I will go where you go. Johnson Kenyon: ::moving around Main engineering, directing engineers:: Scott Coleridge: ::spots Kenyon and approaches:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: exits and walks out :: Johnson Kenyon: ::sees Commander Coleridge, finishes his conversation and moves to the Commander:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: thinks of names :: Scott Coleridge: Mr. Kenyon, how's everything? Alexis McFarland: Hmm, ok then. Blubby's it is then I guess. ::heads to the commerce section with Miana:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Kenyon is it? How is the department going? Johnson Kenyon: ::to Coleridge:: Somewhat chaotic at the moment. I'm trying to organize everyone. It's a big job Johnson Kenyon: ::notices the Comm badge, decides he must ignore it for now:: Scott Coleridge: Yes it is. ::ah, the memories:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: frowns :: Alright. Dacia Sandero: ::leaves the ensign in peace and writes a medical report:: Scott Coleridge: I was going to ask you some follow-up questions about your report on the virus, but if this isn't a good time I can come back later. Johnson Kenyon: ah... actually, your input would be appreciated, sir Johnson Kenyon: Much of what I put in my report is observation and the other bit is theory Chirakis: ::continues reading through reports in CnC::: mimipavilion: ::looking at the report::Mike:: So to verify from the report, you all were in engineering. Chirakis: Mike> Yes, ma’am. One of the seldom-used areas that has heavy equipment, giving your engineers a break so they can focus on whatever’s messing with the station. Alexis McFarland: ::Arrives at Blubby's and orders a Blubby Burger with Cheese combo:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes to the park.. Nijil seemed to frequent the natural surrounds amid the alloys and technology. :: Scott Coleridge: I'm mostly concerned about hardening our systems against further attacks of this nature. Amanda Davis PhD: ::standing by::: Scott Coleridge: Are you satisfied with your current countermeasures you've put in place? Johnson Kenyon: The problem is that we're not positive we know about it. This virus is so alien, it could be a lifeform. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: enters the park :: Chirakis: Jake> ::groans::: mimipavilion: ::sees Amanda out of the corner of her eye::Amanda:: When the ensign wakes up enough, you can talk to him. mimipavilion: ::Mike:: With me. Johnson Kenyon: I'm not satisfied with anything yet. I'm putting together as many safeguards as possible with contingencies Chirakis: Mike> Yes, ma'am. mimipavilion: ::goes to her office:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::nods to Mimi and approaches Jake's biobed::: Johnson Kenyon: Somehow Science was able to isolate it or at least a piece of it and monitor its movements in the simulator. mimipavilion: ::enters her office and waits for the doors to close behind Mike:: Dacia Sandero: ::checks Jake's vitals from where she was:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::watching his biosigns::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: wonders if Nijil's life was taking a downturn :: Scott Coleridge: Yes, I heard about that. Very clever. Amanda Davis PhD: ::and he seems stable, so she sits by his bed, just in case:: mimipavilion: ::Mike:: So you all were in engineering correct. Tarisa: Miana> ::Also orders her food:: Chirakis: Mike> Yes, ma'am. Johnson Kenyon: I suspect they somehow took a self replicating virus code, but I was reading about the species Medusan, you familiar? Chirakis: Mike> One section was designated for us to work on. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: sits next to the small pond :: Dacia Sandero: ::also pleased with Jake's progress, takes his groaning as a good sign::: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Other than who you stated in this report ::holds up the PADD:: there was nobody in the area... male or female? Johnson Kenyon: ::picks up PADD and hastily types a note to Nijil:: Alexis McFarland: ::finds a place to sit:: Amanda Davis PhD: Jake> ::mumbling::: Beautiful... gorgeous red hair... Scott Coleridge: Hmm, I seem to recall a passing story of an Earth myth? But not a species, no. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Chirakis: Mike> Well, ma'am, there were others in the area, but no women if that's what you mean. Chirakis: Mike> Not even close, ma'am. Johnson Kenyon: Commander, Medusans are these species without bodies. To look on one without protective lenses cause humans to go insane. Johnson Kenyon: However they are very useful navigators and have been serving in some specially designed Star Fleet ships. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Alright. thank you. That'll be all for now. Johnson Kenyon: That got me thinking. If they can do that, could a non corporal being live in our power systems? Amanda Davis PhD: Jake> ::apparently dreaming, but incoherent:: Scott Coleridge: Errrr ::scratches his head for a moment:: Chirakis: Mike> Yes, ma'am. :::stands, about face, moves out::: Johnson Kenyon: Whether it is an advanced virus or a being, the defenses are the same. Somehow this thing appears to be learning our systems... experimenting. mimipavilion: ::begins a search perimeter in engineering looking for red haired female engineers:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Does not feel angry, but... disappointment? Delusion? :: mimipavilion: ::and crosses it with who was on duty at the time of the incident:: Johnson Kenyon: sending signals through the power relays. Since they are separate from the data relays, they can send information to any part of the station at any time, but they have to send the correct voltages to get a signal through. Scott Coleridge: We've had experiences with non-corporeal life-forms interacting with our power systems. Johnson Kenyon: we have? Chirakis: Mike> :::walks toward Amanda, but does not approach Jake's bed::: Scott Coleridge: Yes, we've encountered a being designated "Shadow." I believe you have clearance for the logs. Scott Coleridge: So such things exist, to be sure. But I'll remind you of Occam's Razor. Johnson Kenyon: Occam's Razor? mimipavilion: ::But doesn't find any correlation:: Hmm... mimipavilion: ::exits her office:: Dacia, mind the store. Dacia Sandero: Yes, very well.. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: watching couples and others around the park :: Johnson Kenyon: ::Message to Nijil through data PADD:: Sorry. Tied up with Coleridge visit. Will get back to you later. Scott Coleridge: An ancient Earth expression: Entities should not be multiplied without necessity. Amanda Davis PhD: :::slight turn, then looks up to Mike:: Hello, Lieutenant. ::she stands and offers her hand:: I'm Dr Davis, psychiatrist and neurosurgeon. mimipavilion: ::leaves medical and goes to the CnC via tl:: Chirakis: Mike> ::takes her hand:: Mike Jersey, ma'am. ::nods toward Jake:: How's he doing? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: taps acknowledge on his pads :: Scott Coleridge: Always start from the simplest possible set of axioms, and build your way from there to an explanation. Adding more layers of complexity… positing sentience, for example… without sufficient evidence may send you down the wrong path. mimipavilion: ::arrives on the CnC a short time later:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::deep breath::: He's better, but it will take some time. mimipavilion: ::looks around for a bit and spots the Captain:: mimipavilion: ::goes over to her:: Chirakis: :::hears Mimi enter and swivels her chair::: Doctor. ::stands:: I understand there was an accident. Johnson Kenyon: ::nods:: so you think I'm overthinking this? Scott Coleridge: ::looking over Kenyon's shoulder for a moment, frowns:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Yes there was, but the ensign is stable thanks to a quick acting corpsman/engineer. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: swirls his hand in the water :: Scott Coleridge: ::looks back:: Sorry, thought I saw something. What was that you just said? mimipavilion: ::Chirakis:: There's a related matter that brings me up here. Chirakis: A corpsman/engineer. Sounds like one of Commander Drexler's team. I’m glad he was available. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Chirakis: ::nod:: Continue. Johnson Kenyon: ::puts down PADD:: Commander, you're saying I'm over thinking this? Scott Coleridge: I like that you theorize big. ::smiles:: It's a good trait in a senior engineer. But sentience is only one theory of many. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: to noip :: This is a nice place. Amanda Davis PhD: What he needs most now is rest. We will keep you informed. Johnson Kenyon: Oh. I agree. It's just a very unique situation. Amanda Davis PhD: Mike> Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am. Scott Coleridge: The difference between our job as engineers versus the job of the scientists is that we need to put theories into practice. As much as it might intrigue us on an intellectual level, we need to focus on what we can do and leave it to the scientists to investigate what the virus *is*. Amanda Davis PhD: Mike> ::after taking another look at Jake, he exits the trauma unit and the medical complex to return to work:: Scott Coleridge: So whether or not the virus is sentient, we know it *is* adaptive. Proceeding on that basis, consider the best antivirus you can develop to fight it. Scott Coleridge: Why not turn the virus against itself? mimipavilion: The ensign... Wright mentioned a female engineer. Well, the Command Engineers have no female engineers and I checked with our group of engineers, specifically the females on duty. They were else were. Wright mentioned red hair... none of our red haired female engineers where even on duty. Johnson Kenyon: ::nods:: I'm hoping to create an encoding device for the power relays that prevent their signals from passing to data without a code. Johnson Kenyon: Turn the virus against itself? Scott Coleridge: That's a good idea and improves our security overall. Chirakis: :::ponders that::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: looks at his Chrono, lays back on the grass :: Scott Coleridge: The virus can only adapt based on the feedback signals it receives. You and Tarisa figured out how to run a copy of the virus in a simulated environment. Johnson Kenyon: I'm also setting up a way to modulate the power to sort of damage the viral code if it is in the power stream. Scott Coleridge: Why not replicate that result on the station-level? Figure out how to ensure the virus receives false feedback so that we control how it adapts. mimipavilion: So that made me think we may have an impostor on board. Scott Coleridge: Then it's just a matter of making sure the only thing it disrupts is itself. Chirakis: An impostor. :::pondering::: Johnson Kenyon: ::to Coleridge:: It's a brilliant idea. I'll see if Tarisa can help simulate it. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: wakes up :: What...? The park? Scott Coleridge: Good. Keep me apprised of the work on the power systems. ::looks around:: And good luck minding the store until Commander Korjata is back. Let me know if you need anything. mimipavilion: ::nods:: I'm forwarding you a copy of the report now. ::sends it from the PADD in her hand:: Chirakis: I'm going to have Lt Garand forward the security footage from that area. Chirakis: We'll see if there is someone wandering. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Johnson Kenyon: ::looks down::: Sort of like an antivirus running in lock step... ::looks up:: I'll let you know what I find out. Chirakis: ::nod::: Thank you, Doctor. Chirakis: (prepare to pause) Alexis McFarland: ::eating her food with Miana:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: wonders how he got here :: mimipavilion: ::smiles:: No problem. Johnson Kenyon: +Tarisa+ Kenyon to Tarisa. I need your assistance in modifying another simulation. hirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Very well done, as always. Chirakis: TBS will be until tomorrow morning at 0700. Chirakis: Comments from you, Commander Coleridge? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: One comment from me... actually two comments... Chirakis: First, thank you for persevering and getting into the room. Chirakis: Secondly, next week is just past Christmas. Is that a problem for anyone? Johnson Kenyon: might be Nijil tr'Korjata: Not for me Scott Coleridge: I will be wearing a festive hat, but you won't be able to tell. Chirakis: Understood. Alexis McFarland: Shouldn't be.. mimipavilion: nope Johnson Kenyon: probably not, but there's always that possibility Chirakis: If you can make it, wonderful. If not, no problem. I'll make the sim unofficial just in case. Chirakis: However.... you never can tell what the end of the year will bring.... Alexis McFarland: hmm Chirakis: It could be very interesting. Chirakis: Anything else? Chirakis: Very well... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
Aegis Mission Brief 29 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.150 TBS is 13 hours. The time is 0700 hours (7:00 am) Aegis Local. Aegis engineering and science work to secure our defenses against the virus. Security's PsiCorps and undercover agents will be training. Otherwise, things are fairly quiet. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Jylliene: ::CnC, ops:: Chirakis: ::enters CnC and pauses for assessment::: Jylliene: ::nods to Chirakis:: Johnson Kenyon: ::working hard on counter measures for how he believes the virus is travelling:: Cptn d'Ka: ::refreshing himself in her quarters before returning to Missouri:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Finds himself in an unusual place :: Chirakis: ::returns the nod::: Good morning, Commander Kital. Jylliene: Good morning, Captain. Tae'Lynn Dran: ::at ops science station:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks at the engineer :: What are you doing SubCommander? mimipavilion: ::getting dressed for work, still sad about what happened; but better than she was two days ago:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks up :: I'm checking systems at the command center. :: He was unsure what to make of Commander Cayne, even after all this time :: Chirakis: :::relieves the duty officer and takes her place in command::: Tarisa: ::Steps off the lift, onto CnC.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil could hear her voice :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: grunts, sips his coffee :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: winces :: What is this? Tarisa: ::Walks over to SCI, seeing Dran.:: Good morning. Chirakis: ::absorbed by information she has just received, so she just nods to Tarisa and Tae'Lynn::: Cptn d'Ka: ::exits her quarters and enters the lift to the security complex::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks up again :: I think a new batch of fresh coffee, non-replicated. Even though I fixed the replication systems...people are slow to trust it again. Johnson Kenyon: ::typing up report to Nijil on the theories of the virus transport:: Dacia Sandero: ::in the Sickbay:: mimipavilion: ::goes to her desk in her quarters, before leaving:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: It is...strong. Tae'Lynn Dran: Good morning. Alexis McFarland: ::is sleeping!:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: waving a scanner over Cayne's display :: Ie, something from the Korjata family farm... not sure what planet. So many to keep track of... au know that a native feline first eats the coffee beans, th- Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Swiftly puts his hand up :: No no, don't tell me. Tarisa: ::Stands by the console.:: Anything of interest this morning? Scott Coleridge: ::arrives on the CnC:: Dacia Sandero: ::tending to things in the sickbay:: Tae'Lynn Dran: Fairly normal scans. Nothing out of the ordinary. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees a woman at the far end of the CnC. She looked vaguely familiar, a whisper in a crowd, but... :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watches the engineer walk away for a moment :: Something I said? Alexis McFarland: ::Clutches her pillow and is curled into a ball. Her pet kitten is curled up on her loveseat asleep as well:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks across the CnC and up to another mid-deck. Peers around a corner :: Johnson Kenyon: ::sends Nijil his theory of virus movement and some suggestions on how to contain it:: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: That is good, I suppose. mimipavilion: ::goes to the nearest tl and orders it to the CnC:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Wakes up early, rubbing her eyes as she gets out of bed.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Shakes his head :: (m) Who was that? :: he said quietly to himself :: Cptn d'Ka: :::upon entering security, he watches the PsiCorps as they continue honing their skills:: Johnson Kenyon: ::explaining that the virus could be alien, moving through the power relays and testing the capability, or could even be a Medusan relaying orders:: mimipavilion: ::arrives on the CnC:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Turned around and looked for Jylliene :: Jylliene: ::at Ops, focused for now on the displays and records from the previous shift:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Stopped by a notification on his padd, Engineer Kenyon's latest research regarding the nature of the virus they were fighting; still fighting :: Chirakis: :::looks up from her work:: Commander Korjata? Scott Coleridge: ::notices the CnC is getting fairly busy, smiles at the idea that everything is returning to normal on Aegis and nothing could possibly go wrong:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Uh huh. :: Perks up :: Ie Captain? mimipavilion: ::steps on the CnC and slowly walks around:: Chirakis: ::curious:: Have you a reason for being in CnC? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Looks over at Nijil's confusion, goes back to his reading of sensor logs, a brief history of the last few hours :: Chirakis: ::swivels her chair to face him, noting his expression::: Jylliene: ::overhears, glances over, puzzled by his behavior:: Nijil tr'Korjata: This is part of the station and as an engineer the entire station is my domain. These are some overdue checks and recalibrations. Tarisa: I needed a break from the virus project. Though we have had some breakthroughs...in more areas than one. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: drinks :: Jylliene: ::does not think this response sounds terribly much like him:: Jylliene: ::true though it might be:: Chirakis: :::nods::: Very well. Carry on. ::still watching him as he seems confused::: Tae'Lynn Dran: That's reassuring to hear. Nijil tr'Korjata: I have found out that I am not a morning person, so pardon my...abnormalities. Jylliene: ::getting increasingly weird feelings:: Chirakis: I see. Have you seen Dr. Sandero? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees Jylliene, goes over to her. Smiles :: Commander Kital. Johnson Kenyon: ::to Nijil, in the report:: we might be able to contain such a virus by spiking the power output through the relays.... this might disrupt the virus ability to send messages. Nijil tr'Korjata: How's your station? :: wanting to ask a question :: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Something else interesting happened... ::Tail swishes a bit as she thinks about it.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: his padd vibrates :: Jylliene: ...Nijil. ::still really feeling weird, but smiles:: It's fine. All normal. Chirakis: ::he doesn't seem focused at all, moving from one person to another without reason and asking Jylliene how her station was::: Tarisa: Miana> ::Goes to the kitchen, getting a morning snack.:: mimipavilion: ::walks over to the Captain:: Jylliene: ::So very confused. And alarmed.:: Chirakis: ::putting aside her PADD, she rises from the command chair::: Dr. Pavilion. :::welcoming smile:: mimipavilion: Hello Captain. Alexis McFarland: Kitten>. ::jumps on Alexis and meows at her:: Chirakis: How are you doing, Doctor? Alexis McFarland: ::Stirs in bed and opens her eyes:: Mmm, what do you want? Oh, you're hungry. Okay... Chirakis: ::slight glance at Nijil::: Cptn d'Ka: ::educating his group on the nuances of psychic manipulation::: Nijil tr'Korjata: (w) Those names.. I thought those were the first names of even more engineers coming onboard, but...do those names mean what I think they mean? Alexis McFarland: ::wakes up and heads to the kitchen to replicate kitty some nice Feline Supplement 74, which she puts on the floor with some water for her kitty:: mimipavilion: Ok I guess, but better than I was two days ago. ::looks at Nijil::softly so Chirakis hears:: Wonder what's with Nijil. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Scans the ODN connections to her station... all green, thankfully :: Chirakis: I am not sure, Doctor. Alexis McFarland: ::Mr. Moht sets out some breakfast for Alexis - eggs and bacon and OJ:: Jylliene: ::Somewhat relieved now:: Could be. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gets a weird vibe from far off in the station, as if some Rihan is up to no good :: Alexis McFarland: That was quick. ::eating her breakfast:: Chirakis: ::and now he seems focused... except for ignoring the engineering officer at his side::: Johnson Kenyon: ::getting caught up on the engineering backlog:: Scott Coleridge: ::notices Mimi and Chirakis talking, Nijil and Jylliene talking:: Johnson Kenyon: ::directing repairs throughout the station:: Jylliene: (w) We can talk about it after shift. ::somewhat relieved smile:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Feels a little pale at the possible news :: That's great. :: containing his emotions for the sake of the CnC :: mimipavilion: ::looks back at Chirakis:: Odd, I think as he's up here and acting odd I think I'll observe him. I'll let Dacia know I'm back on duty. Jylliene: ::indicates Kenyon:: Think he had something for you? Chirakis: ::Mimi:: Please do. Nijil tr'Korjata: We have much to talk about... Let me cook for au tonight then. Replication has been off people's minds lately. And your station is clean. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Will do. Jylliene: ::nods:: Thank you. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders when he can tell Annisha...or how :: Alexis McFarland: ::eating a bacon:: Johnson Kenyon: ::typing a note to thank the 30 engineers for relieving the station engineering crew:: Chirakis: ::glance to Scott, then to Nijil, wondering if he's fit for duty:: Chirakis: ::casual walk around CnC::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well, off to my own space. Next time I get a ship or station with fewer levels :: Scott Coleridge: ::reads Chirakis' glance, responds with an eyebrow raise and pursing his lips while shifting them to one side:: Jylliene: ::nods:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: puts his scanner back in the case :: mimipavilion: ::goes over to one of the mission consoles, activating it, relaying a message to Dacia that she's back on duty and she's on the CnC; keeps an eye on Nijil:: Chirakis: ::stops at Ops::: Commander Korjata, a word. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nods to no one in particular then heads for the lift :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Captain. Some engineering issue? Chirakis: My office. ::she leads the way:: Dacia Sandero: ::gets a message and reads it:: that's great.. Welcome back, hope you are feeling better ::she replied back:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Enters her office :: Tarisa: ::Ears perk up at what was happening at OPS. She refrains from glancing for now.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holds his kit case in front of him :: Chirakis: ::behind him, allowing the door to close::: Commander, you seem either worried, exhausted, or both. Chirakis: Are you aware that an engineer was waiting beside you? Nijil tr'Korjata: I have been burning plasma at both ends lately and some possible news from Jylliene, but that's too early to confirm just yet. Nijil tr'Korjata: Na, I realized what the news was and was distracted. Chirakis: And "burning plasma" is a way of saying that you have not slept for a while? Nijil tr'Korjata: Na, it's a paraphrase of the earth expression of burning a candle at both ends. Thought it needed a more modern approach. Nijil tr'Korjata: I have slept, just not as well as I would like. Alexis McFarland: ::watches kitty eat her food:: Johnson Kenyon: ::wonders if Nijil has had a chance to look at his message:: Chirakis: ::considers that a moment, then says:: I am going to relieve you of duty for now. You are to report to Dr Pavilion for an examination, then to your quarters for rest. Lt Kenyon will relieve you. mimipavilion: ::gets the reply::messages back:: thanks Nijil tr'Korjata: Captain? Cptn d'Ka: ::he directs a few to focus more keenly rather than globally:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Have I done something wrong? Chirakis: No. Nothing wrong. It is obvious that you need rest, so you will rest. And that is not a suggestion, Commander. Chirakis: Forward the message from Lt Kenyon. He will relieve you until you are fit for duty. Nijil tr'Korjata: Alright Captain. :: disappointed and turns to leave :: Chirakis: ::follows him out, she looks for Kenyon::: Johnson Kenyon: ::in Main Engineering:: Chirakis: ::Notes that Kenyon has left::: Commander, forward Mr Kenyon's information to Commander Coleridge. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Close the messages on his padd, makes his way to the lift :: mimipavilion: ::sees that Nijil is making his way to the lift:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Opens it back up again as the lift doors close :: Dear Doctor. I am to report to au for a medical evaluation :: Chirakis: :::watching Nijil leave, followed by Mimi. She walks slowly to Scott and stands beside him, not wanting to interrupt his thoughts::: mimipavilion: ::goes to the lift and enters:: Let's go. Nijil tr'Korjata: That was fast Doctor. I have not seen au sense... mimipavilion: I just came back to duty. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh. Well, if au wish someone to talk to, err, about it. I appear to have my calendar free. Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ Lt Kenyon to Subcommander Korjata, Sir, I wanted to talk to you about the report I sent Alexis McFarland: ::finishing up her breakfast, drinking her glass of orange juice::: Chirakis: ::to Scott:: Commander? Scott Coleridge: ::receives a report:: Oooh, a report. Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: Yes, Captain? mimipavilion: ::the lift comes to stop near medical:: I'll think about it, in the meantime let's get you checked out. Chirakis: Indeed. A report from Mr Kenyon, regarding the virus, is in your box. Scott Coleridge: I see that. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ I looked over it briefly, but I have been relived of duty. So let me look over it with a clear mental state and I'll make remarks on it. Scott Coleridge: I will read it using my finest console. ::points:: Also my only console. Chirakis: :::slight grin:: Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ Relieved of duty? ::doesn't know what to say:: Chirakis: +Kenyon+ Lt Kenyon, report to my office. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks into medical :: Au know. I was thinking of asking to camp out at the park...for a change of scenery that is not a holodeck simulation. Johnson Kenyon: +Chirakis+ Yes Ma'am. On my way Chirakis: ::and miraculously, Kenyon appears at her office door::: Come in, Lieutenant. Johnson Kenyon: ::walks in, salutes:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Does everyone know about my dreams Doctor? mimipavilion: ::entering medical:: wouldn't hurt, take a seat. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sits :: mimipavilion: I don't think so. When was the last time you were in medical? Chirakis: :::she closes the door::: At ease, Lieutenant. Commander Korjata has been temporarily relieved of duty until he is well rested. In his absence, you will be chief engineer. Have you a problem with that? Johnson Kenyon: ::standing, looks at the Captain:: No, Captain Nijil tr'Korjata: I have a name now Doctor... Kryndi. Chirakis: Very well. I have forwarded your information to Commander Coleridge. Chirakis: You will report to him if you have more information. Chirakis: Dismissed. mimipavilion: ::confused:: Kryndi? What or who's that? Johnson Kenyon: ::nods head, turns to leave:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I thought it was someone on the station, but the name is not on any registry here or in this sector. Johnson Kenyon: ::turns head:: Thank you, Captain for the trust you have in me mimipavilion: ::nods:: Hmmm ::scans him:: Is there anything else that I should know? Nijil tr'Korjata: If the name is in reference to my dream. Either the woman I see in them is Kryndi, or I am. Johnson Kenyon: ::::walks out of office:: Tarisa: ::Notices Johnson leaving the office.:: Chirakis: ::also exits the office and approaches Tarisa and Dran:: Anything new, Commander? ::Tarisa:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Other than taken off duty I don't know. I got a weird vibe from the CnC staff. I know I don't go up there much, but... I got some possible news I will need to discuss with Jy. Johnson Kenyon: ::looking for Commander Coleridge:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Makes sure he stays awake so he can stay on duty :: Scott Coleridge: ::sees Kenyon looking for him:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Sometimes I fit in on the station, sometimes I feel a stranger. Tarisa: We have a breakthrough in the virus safeguards. Engineering is working on it now. mimipavilion: ::nods finishes the scan:: Ok I ordering you to get some rest and make a list of names and related items that are related to your dream. at some point we're going to need to make a sketch of the woman. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well done, as usual. Interesting, yes? Dacia Sandero: yes quite. Chirakis: TBS is 8 hours. The time will be 3 PM. Many of you will want to relax for a while. Tarisa: I sense Dr. Davis being busy in the near future. Chirakis: Indeed she will be. I will inform her. Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, comments for the crew? Scott Coleridge: Nope Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Nijil tr'Korjata: Wait, I'm being told to look at a woman? Chirakis: Problem, Commander? mimipavilion: Uh yeah in a sense. Chirakis: I see... Nijil tr'Korjata: No no no... :: looks at Jy :: Chirakis: If there is nothing else.... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.