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  1. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 4/3/20 = /\ = = /\ = 5 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.157 = /\ = TBS is 4 hours. The time is 1800 hours (6:00 pm) Aegis Local. Aegis is slowly returning to normalcy. Most who were in the medical complex have been released & returned to duty. The stealth alien ship has been destroyed. Task Force Missouri will remain in the vicinity. The science vessel USS Chi Song is missing. Command personnel remain vigilant, especially regarding Ragor Tal. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Chirakis: :::CnC, her office::: Jylliene: ::CnC:: Dacia Sandero: ::in the sickbay as well:: mimipavilion: ::checks to see if the new ensign has came by yet:: Alexis McFarland: ::relaxes in her room, playing with her toys:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::in her office in the medical complex:: Sierra Robinson: :: enters sickbay figuring she should check in :: mimipavilion: ::notes that she hasn't yet, then hears the doors:: mimipavilion: ::goes to the ensign:: Hello. Sierra Robinson: :: looks around and notes the Doctor approaching :: Hello I am Ensign Robinson. Here to Check in. :: smiles :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks by the medical facility, making rounds to the hot spots on the station :: mimipavilion: ::Sierra:: I'm Cmdr. Pavilion, the CMO of Aegis. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: With his PADD in hand he enters :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: drinks more of his water :: Sierra Robinson: Pleased to meet you. :: offers a PADD :: Here is my academy medical file. Figure it might be useful. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hears her voice, keeps working :: Scott Coleridge: ::also on CnC, finishing off work before going off duty:: mimipavilion: ::takes the PADD:: Please take a seat. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: This day had been trying, finding delegating people to tasks more difficult than doing the task :: Sierra Robinson: This sickbay is...big. :: follows and sits :: Chirakis: :::flicking her dagger perfectly into a section of the wall, then retrieving it::: Dacia Sandero: ::gets a few things she needed from the sickbay and heads out, since she's off-shift:: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Of course. ::begins scan:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Msg to Jy+ We have a new ensign in the department, thought she would like to have dinner? Thoughts? Too tired? -Nij Tarisa: ::On CnC, at the SCI console, taking a few notes with her PADD.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Reading in her room.:: Sierra Robinson: I don't think there is anything unusual to inform you about. Alexis McFarland: ::Eating some cheese cake for dessert:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks around, scanning and taking notes :: Jylliene: +msg to Nijil+ Sounds good Dacia Sandero: ::but stops to watch Mimi:: Sierra Robinson: I have some allergies I learned about at the academy. Uhm...mainly types of pollen. Annisha: :: At her home waiting for any of them to arrive. Checks the door camera...nothin' :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::she is in her office, finishing up reports, which are many considering the past few days::: Sierra Robinson: Had to take some...antihistamines during the spring. No Injuries... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks by a door with the name "Amanda Davis PhD" on it :: Oh my. Chirakis: ::cleaning off the dagger, she slips it into her boot and exits the office::: Sierra Robinson: And...:: looks to the Doctor :: My age on file is correct...I am not 16 years old.... Chirakis: ::then begins to wander, somewhat aimlessly, on CnC::: Scott Coleridge: ::looks up as Chirakis wanders:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Scans the doctor's door :: Tarisa: :;Also takes note of the wandering.:: Chirakis: ::her thoughts are obviously elsewhere::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is it hot in here? :: mimipavilion: ::nods:: Probably should avoid the arboretum ::nods:: I understand that Ensign. Jylliene: ::focuses:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: mutters :: Any time now.... ugh. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at his reflection in the PADD, sighs :: Sierra Robinson: Sorry ..the running joke at the academy Pubs...was that I was most likely to be asked for Identification. Nijil tr'Korjata: So short... mimipavilion: ::finishes the scan:: Alright Ensign. You're finished here. Sierra Robinson: Any Advice Doctor for a new arrival here? Chirakis: Lt Garand> :::in security, relaxed, monitoring the commander as he seems to be off key::: Tarisa: ::Finishes her download.:: Sierra Robinson: :: notes her Superior in Sickbay checking things :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::with a sigh, she pulls out her latest basket of scones and exits her office::: mimipavilion: Take some time off duty to explore the commerce level. Scott Coleridge: ::leaves his station and heads over to Tarisa's:: So, Commander, now that we've solved our latest crisis, what projects are you looking forward to returning to? Amanda Davis PhD: :::moving straight to the replicator for coffee::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Maybe Davis would not see him :: Dacia Sandero: ::perusing the food courts:: Sierra Robinson: any good apparel stores... I don't have much to work with at the moment. :: stands :: Chirakis: ::hearing Scott, she turns and realizes that her mind is wandering::: Sierra Robinson: :: smiles :: mimipavilion: I'm not sure. Sierra Robinson: Well I will let you be..Thanks for being welcome. Tarisa: Well there are numerous projects that we can now resume, but. ::Holds up her PADD with the data she just downloaded.:: I am also curious about this missing science ship. Amanda Davis PhD: ::setting her scones on the table and taking her first sip with a satisfaction::: mimipavilion: No problem Ensign. Scott Coleridge: Is that the Chi Song? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Holds his PADD at his face :: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I just downloaded the background information and last known position before it went missing. Amanda Davis PhD: ::she stops to watch Nijil::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Uh... Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? Amanda Davis PhD: Hello, Nijil. Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm, err, taking an audit of the medical facility before going off shift. Alexis McFarland: ::playing a video game:: Sierra Robinson: :: about to go to Nijil but notices he is conversing with another Doctor so she exits outside sickbay and awaits him to exit :: Amanda Davis PhD: An audit of the medical facility? mimipavilion: ::updates the file and leaves medical with the next shift:: Tarisa: My plan was to utilize the Astrometrics lab, along with our new sensors, to map out the area it disappeared in. Nijil tr'Korjata: Yes, stray emissions, make sure the network is running. Sierra Robinson: + Nijil tr’Korjata + Ensign Robinson here...I am outside sickbay if you still want to get a bite to eat. Amanda Davis PhD: ::thinks a moment, then nods:: I see. Scott Coleridge: Good idea. Its mission profile seemed fairly standard. I wonder if they ran into anything unexpected. mimipavilion: ::goes to her quarters:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks down at his comm, taps :: +Robinson+ I am in sickbay, must have missed you. Talking to Doctor Davis now. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: It seems likely. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I could whip something up or I could gather the family at the commerce level. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks nervous :: Chirakis: :::listening to the conversation from the other side of CnC::: Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + No problem..whatever you wanted...you seemed busy...I will be walking around the promenade area...shopping while I have a chance. Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps closer to Nijil::: Are you sure you are all right? Is there something I can do to help? Sierra Robinson: + Nijil + Robinson out. Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ I'll contact the fam and see what they would like to do. Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm fine, Doctor. Just normal Nijil. Nijil tr'Korjata: Keeping the station spinning. Amanda Davis PhD: Normal. And what would be abnormal? Amanda Davis PhD: Or did you mean "ordinary"? Scott Coleridge: ::reading over the information:: Pulsar study... routine... and I haven't seen any SI reports of pirates or other untoward activity. ::doesn't mention the bogeyman, Ragor Tal, of course… but what does Tal need with a science vessel?:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, monsters roaming the levels, invasion, space sickness...that kind of thing Sierra Robinson: :: heads to the lift and designates commerce level :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil felt under pressure and he needed to relax a bit. Breathe Nijil, breathe :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wait, did Jy sound upset? Was it just static on the comm line? :: mimipavilion: ::chilling out in her quarters:: Tarisa: Nothing can be ruled out at the moment. Though raiders could be possibility. Sierra Robinson: :: exits lift at the Commerce level and strolls around taking in the size of the place..:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Doctor? Amanda Davis PhD: ::::noticing his confusion, she continues to listen::: So I am assuming that Annisha is playing invasion of the monsters? Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh, she plays a lot of things. She's very bright and a handful. Amanda Davis PhD: Most definitely. Nijil tr'Korjata: You are bound by confidentiality, correct? Tarisa: I plan to use every spectrum of scan possible that could give me a result. Amanda Davis PhD: I've seen her play "Invasion of the Monsters" and another one.... Amanda Davis PhD: Of course. Scott Coleridge: Or maybe they stumbled into a heretofore undescribed pulsar that eats starships! Scott Coleridge: ::sounds positively excited by this prospect:: Sierra Robinson: :: spots an establishment named.. “Drankums" and decides to pay a visit :: Chirakis: ::blinks, sharp turn::: Tarisa: ::Tilts her head and the thought of that.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Points to a seat and gestures towards it :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::sits::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Takes his drink and heads to the commerce level :: Jylliene: ::starts to wind down her duties:: Nijil tr'Korjata: You are wondering if I am feeling myself are you not? Chirakis: :::still watching and listening::: Amanda Davis PhD: Well.. you seem a little off kilter, if that is what you mean. Sierra Robinson: :: enters the bar and takes a seat at a table, she pulls out her "Station Welcome PADD " :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I am more than a little off and more than you know. But I am not practiced at this. Nijil tr'Korjata: How do I say this? Oh my... uhm. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: clutching his padd :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::waves off a passing corpsman::: Scott Coleridge: Carry on, Commander. Let me know if you find anything interesting. Hopefully they just ran into radiation interference and will be back in contact soon. Nijil tr'Korjata: You are all such nice people. Just so my head does not explode, or his head. I am not Nijil tr'Korjata. Sierra Robinson: :: flags server and asks for a Raktajino :: Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Yes Sir. Tarisa: ::Collects her things and heads for the lift.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Well :: tilts his head back forth :: At a DNA level I am, and the doctor's scans would show that. Amanda Davis PhD: Excuse me? Let's back up. "We" are all such nice people? Amanda Davis PhD: Nijil.... my office, please. Nijil tr'Korjata: Right. Some months ago an associate and I were able to combine our research. Go from theory t... oh Nijil tr'Korjata: Sure. Sierra Robinson: :: Notes Holosuite signs and abundant Ferengi Signage :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Walks along the avenue, as the main drag of the commerce level was called by some, or maybe just him :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::steps into her office and closes the door as soon as Nijil enters::: Have a seat and tell me what you mean by "I am not Nijil tr’Korjata". Scott Coleridge: ::returns to his station to finish up his work:: Sierra Robinson: :: sips her Raktajino ...chilled :: Tarisa: ::Arrives at astrometrics after a short TL trip. She begins setting up.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: I am an engineer and astrophysicist. My associate and I developed a way to transfer minds and I developed the conduit. Nijil tr'Korjata: My actual name is Th'Prani'Tiloo. Chirakis: ::she wanders in Scott's direction and stops, then speaks quietly:: Commander, what do you know of the Chi Song? Amanda Davis PhD: :::listening, but quite astonished::: Nijil tr'Korjata: Don't worry Doctor. Nijil is perfectly fine if not by now a little confused. Amanda Davis PhD: So... let me get this straight... Scott Coleridge: ::also quietly:: Excelsior class, science vessel. I just glanced over the mission profile with Tarisa. They were on a routine study of pulsars. Scott Coleridge: Oh, and it's missing. Nijil tr'Korjata: Do you remember that civilization that broadcasted over the station’s comms some time ago? Amanda Davis PhD: The body is Nijil, but the mind is Th'Prani'Tiloo's? Sierra Robinson: :: notes the atmosphere...it seems a bit quiet. Perhaps something indeed troubling recently occurred. :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Right. He is in my body now. Chirakis: (m) Missing close to the star that nearly took out Nei’rrh and Argos II? Nijil tr'Korjata: I created what you would call 'micro wormhole' which the machine back in my time can create in a specific point in space and time. Scott Coleridge: (m) It was in the general vicinity, but I don't recall its last reported position. Sierra Robinson: :: finishes her Raktajino and departs upon payment to view the other areas of the commerce level :: Chirakis: ::considers that for a moment::: Chirakis: Thank you, Commander. Keep me apprised. Nijil tr'Korjata: My associate's machine is a quantum synaptic transfer device. Amanda Davis PhD: ::holds up her hand::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: holds :: Amanda Davis PhD: I don't believe you should go much further with this. Unfortunately, you've gone past the confidential phase and something I must speak to the captain about. Scott Coleridge: Aye, sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh no, poor Jy. Dacia Sandero: ::eating dinner at Antonio's with some of her girlfriends:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Yeah I figured as much. Sierra Robinson: :: strolls the Commerce level noting a Restaurant named Antonio's :: Alexis McFarland: ::relaxes and plays her game:: Amanda Davis PhD: So.. .may I suggest that you say no more, approach Commander Tarisa in science, and talk this out with her privately. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Hears commotions at Antonio's :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Is she versed in quantum theory and wormhole propagation? Sierra Robinson: :: looking at Menu posted on outside of Antonio's :: Nijil tr'Korjata: I should tell Tarisa who I am then? Amanda Davis PhD: I imagine that she is. And if not, there is surely someone on the station who can understand what you are saying. Sierra Robinson: Oh...Pizza.. Amanda Davis PhD: Privately, yes. However, I need to inform the captain. It will have to go down the chain of command. Nijil tr'Korjata: Engineers are all alike Doctor. Sierra Robinson: :: continues her stroll looking for some much needed supplies :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: taps :: +Jylliene+ I will be a bit delayed, something has come up. Jylliene: +Nijil+ Very well. Shall I tell your new ensign, or will you? Chirakis: (prepare to pause) Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ She went to the shops. I will inform. Sierra Robinson: :: spots a clothing store..and is saved :: Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: Well, that was certainly interesting. Chirakis: TBS will be the next day at 11 am. Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Commander? Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Sierra Robinson: Had fun! Chirakis: Glad you enjoyed it. Chirakis: If nothing else... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  2. = /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 3/20/20 = /\ = = /\ = 5 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.157 = /\ = TBS is 18 hours. The time is 1000 hours (10:00 am) Aegis Local. The disease that threatened Aegis and took the lives of 37 personnel aboard USS Missouri has slowly disappeared. Most personnel have settled into routine, though some are still weary. Many who were affected by the virus have been released. A few remain in the medical complex. Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= mimipavilion: ::in medical:: Jylliene: ::ops:: Dacia Sandero: ::also in medical:: Tae'Lynn Dran: ::CnC science station:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Working hard in engineering... how long has it been.. shift almost over? No? How many hours? :: Dacia Sandero: ::monitoring progress of the spray :: Chirakis: ::enters CnC in full dress uniform, several medals gleam in the light:::: Alexis McFarland: ::With Miana and Annisha:: Jylliene: Captain. Chirakis: ::slight turn, then nod::: Commander. Dacia Sandero: ::rubs her chin:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: People kept on coming up to him, asking advice, wanting a new assignment... slacking off :: Annisha: :: Looks Alexis in the eye... :: Chirakis: ::steps toward her after taking a PADD from the command desk::: Anything I should know about? Alexis McFarland: Hmm? ::Looks back at Annisha:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Shakes his head as he watches his display console :: Dacia Sandero: It's going well, I'd say? Jylliene: Nothing new, ma'am. No changes. Annisha: I'm watching au... Chirakis: ::flips through the PADD as she waits:: Alexis McFarland: I am in the eye in the sky, looking at youuuu... I can read your mind... Annisha: Probably not gettin' much Alexis McFarland: Nope. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the main display, overlays the teams :: Like an ant colony.. Chirakis: ::looks up:: No changes? Nothing? Alexis McFarland: ::dopey grin:: Jylliene: Nothing since this morning. Everything is settling in. <w> No changes on Nijil. Annisha: :: Still sporting the braid :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: An engineer hands Nijil a mug with a hot liquid in it. He drinks.. :: What is this Lt.? Alexis McFarland: Still holding up well. mimipavilion: ::catching up on important reports:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Eng> Your favorite drink sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh...so it is. Thank you. Chirakis: (w) No changes... regarding what? Tarisa: Miana> ::Does a headstand for no reason. Grins:::: Annisha: It's tight.. did something to the ends to hold it together. Jylliene: ::glances at Chirakis:: (w) His behavior. Acting very unlike himself. Nijil tr'Korjata: Hmm. I see why I like it. Do you like it? :: to the engineer :: Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Eng> Not my style sir. Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh. Well thanks for the boost. Chirakis: ::gives Jyl her full attention:: (w) In what way? Tarisa: ::Steps onto the CnC from the lift.:: Alexis McFarland: ::watches Miana do hand-stands:: Like hair spray? That explains a lot Dacia Sandero: ::keeps a tab on things from her console:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Watches the engineer walk away, then looks up. :: Any time now. :: laughs :: Time... ugh. :: waves someone forward :: Next... Annisha: Na, just the end so it will stay together... Annisha: I mean I have straight hair as it is. Jylliene: (w) As was in my message to you a few days ago. He's just ...off. And not just similar to a bad day, but - different. Alexis McFarland: Oooh. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Listens :: Spill of what? Scott Coleridge: ::finishing some rounds and then heads for the CnC:: Chirakis: ::she nods:: My office, Commander. Commander Cayne, you have the con. Jylliene: ::nods:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nods without looking up :: Jylliene: ::follows:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is told it's a coolant :: Oh, wait, what properties? :: the engineer indulges him in his query :: Oh, yes. Send a team now. Scott Coleridge: ::enters TL:: CnC Nijil tr'Korjata: No one hurt. Oh thank the goddess. Chirakis: ::walking slowly toward her office, she waits for Jyl and closes the door when she enters::: Please, have a seat, and tell me exactly what is happening. Annisha: What do cats do? For hair styles? Annisha: Do au hate if someone pats the fur the wrong way? Alexis McFarland: My cat hissed at me when I tried to put a bow in her hair. Jylliene: ::has a seat:: He's often talked about dreaming he's someone else. And now he's acting different. Like a different version of Nijil. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at his chrono... :: Come on... Dacia Sandero: ::checks on patients in the sickbay, glad things were returning to normal::: Chirakis: ::puts her PADD aside as she sits:: A different version? Jylliene: All of the little things seem different. Tarisa: Miana> ::Rolls and plops down in front of Alexis and Annisha.:: I like bows. The small ones though. Not the really huge ones. Chirakis: ::leans back in her chair::: Could you be a little more specific? Scott Coleridge: ::enters the CnC:: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Medical Facility+ This is Engineer Nijil. There was a level 2 spill on a utility deck. No one has been hurt, but in case my team was misinformed I thought you should know. Jylliene: Mannerisms are off. The way he talks to us. He even braided Annisha's hair. Alexis McFarland: Hmm. I see. They look cute on you, Miana. Annisha: If au ever go as a kitten I big bow would be purrfect.. :: laughs :: Jylliene: I feel like internal alarms are sounding, but I can't point to any one thing and say "Aha!" mimipavilion: +Nijil+ Ok I'm on my way. Chirakis: So I assume that braiding her hair is not normal. Other mannerisms? mimipavilion: ::exits her office:: Dacia I'm going to Engineering Dacia Sandero: ::nods:: OK Nijil tr'Korjata: +Medical Facility+ Level 37, section B mimipavilion: ::takes a med kit, enters a tl:: +Nijil+ understood. mimipavilion: ::orders the tl to Level 37 section B:: Scott Coleridge: ::takes his station, notes that Jylliene isn't at Ops:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::exits her office just in time to see Mimi's exit::: Tarisa: Miana> Nuh uh. Jylliene: ::throws her hands up helplessly:: Everything is just off. Like it's someone doing a Nijil impression. Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Computer, display the chemical composition of the coolant in question from the level 37, section B spill... Jylliene: He knows us, he knows his way around.. but there's just something very, very off. Amanda Davis PhD: ::holding a plate::: Fresh scones, Dacia. ::moves toward the teapot::: Jylliene: Imagine someone impersonating you and not seeming familiar with blades. Dacia Sandero: Sure thanks. I've just made a pot of tea that would go lovely with that. Annisha: I was thinking of darkening my eyes. Make me look even more evil. Annisha: :: squints her eyes :: Amanda Davis PhD: Lovely. Alexis McFarland: Don't you already have dark eyes, or did you want them black like mine? mimipavilion: ::arrives on Level 37 section B:: Dacia Sandero: ::smiles and goes and gets the tea pot:: Annisha: :: Looks really close :: Oh my elements, those are dark Chirakis: :::listening carefully, hoping that this is not the station's next problem::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Several engineers are working on cleanup. There are Space Caution signs all around :: Alexis McFarland: Mm. All Betazeds have dark eyes. Chirakis: ::then nods::: Someone impersonating... :::considering that::: Has he seen Dr Davis recently? mimipavilion: ::goes over to the area, staying out of the mess and calls one of the engineers over:: What happened? Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> Doctor? We took the standard precautions as repeated by the SubCommander. Jylliene: I messaged medical, but I don't think he's been in. They've been rather busy. Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> We were sealing the coolant by shutting off the line in two places, but the far valve did not shut completely. Dacia Sandero: ::setts out some dishes and tea cups::: Tarisa: Miana> Mithraan eyes can almost be any color of the spectrum. Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> :: gestures to the blue-green liquid all over the floor :: mimipavilion: ::to engineer:: Understood. Was anyone injured? Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> Should we be tested after cleanup? Alexis McFarland: I like your eye colour Miana. ::hugs:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng> Lt. Sales over there got some on his uniform, but he declothed and is sitting on the bench. Annisha: Mine are green. Chirakis: Very well. Thank you, Commander. You may return to your post and I'll see what I can do. Tarisa: Miana> ::Likes her light blue/almost silver eyes too.:: I know someone from home that has purple. mimipavilion: ::engineer:: Probably wouldn't hurt, since it was coolant. I'll check Sales out. Jylliene: ::nods:: Thank you, ma'am. Jylliene: ::stands and heads out:: Chirakis: ::escorts Jyl out, standing by the door before closing it behind her::: Jylliene: ::returns to Ops:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Misc Eng :: nods as he squeegees the floor :: mimipavilion: ::goes over to Sales:: How do you feel Lt? Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Meanwhile in main engineering :: Is Sales okay? :: talking on the comm :: Alexis McFarland: ooh purple! Scott Coleridge: ::notices the full dress uniform on Chirakis:: Huh. Amanda Davis PhD: ::relaxing with tea and scones:: Very nice, Dacia. Exactly what I needed this morning. Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales> The smell was a bit much, but once I got my uniform off it got better. Chirakis: +Davis+ Dr. Davis, my office. Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > Now I have to worry about the other engineers hiding my clothes. mimipavilion: ::Nods:: I'm going to check you out. Tarisa: Miana> One of the guards that came with us has orange eyes. Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > That would put my mind at ease., Jylliene: ::feels a bit better having passed that along:: mimipavilion: ::nods and scans:: Annisha: I see what au mean :: eyes wide :: Tarisa: Miana> It matches his red hair. Almost looks like fire. Alexis McFarland: Impressive! Amanda Davis PhD: ::blink::: +com+ On my way, Captain. ::turns to Dacia:: Keep the tea warm please, if you can. Amanda Davis PhD: :::exits and enters the lift::: CnC Dacia Sandero: Will do! Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watches Chirakis :: Dacia Sandero: :;to the other nurses and doctors:: Do try to leave some for Dr Davis when she gets back, yes? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: (really good eyes, or rum) Chirakis: (Rum. Definitely) Nijil tr'Korjata: :: closes the comm :: No one melted... Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps out of the lift and into CnC, walking straight to the office::: Nijil tr'Korjata: This poor man has to watch so many things. :: Goes to the main table to see if half the station is drifting away :: Annisha: I will ask my father to do your hair too. Bet he would. Chirakis: ::meets her at the door:: A simple request, Doctor. :::closes the door behind them:: Alexis McFarland: Hmm... My parents would be fine with that if it looks good like yours. Amanda Davis PhD: ::wonders if something major is about to explode::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sending himself a reminder for later :: Chirakis: Have you had contact with Commander Korjata recently? Annisha: :: Swishes her head back and forth :: Amanda Davis PhD: Well... no. Not recently. A few weeks ago. Is there a problem? Alexis McFarland: ::Smiles:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: shakes his head :: I'm going to go native at this rate. mimipavilion: ::Sales:: Well it seems you're fine, but go to medical to get cleaned up. Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > Oh thank you. :: almost goes to shake her hand :: Ah... maybe later. Chirakis: That is why you are here, Doctor. Apparently the commander is acting strangely. I want you to investigate.... or should I say speak with him? Possibly just have a conversation to see if you notice a difference in his mannerisms. Amanda Davis PhD: I see. Tarisa: Miana> ::giggles:: Annisha: And maybe he can cook a larger meal. I think he fixed something better than Grams... but don't tell my Grams.. Chirakis: Just to be sure that he is.... psychologically healthy? mimipavilion: ::nods for Sales to medical:: Amanda Davis PhD: Of course, Captain. Right away. Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt. Sales > :: Heads to medical, but out of uniform :: Chirakis: Thank you, Doctor. That is all. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is clearing out the board left and right :: With enough people I can clear these orders in no time. Amanda Davis PhD: Yes, ma'am. Chirakis: ::exits the office with Amanda::: Nijil tr'Korjata: +Beta Team+ Great work on the microfracture testing on the substructures. Amanda Davis PhD: ::enters the lift, deciding to proceed cautiously on this one::: Alexis McFarland: Oooh, sounds yummy Annisha: :: holds up her hand :: +Nijil+ Father, can au do to my hair with my friends' hair? Nijil tr'Korjata: +Annisha+ Why sure sweetie, when I get home and after dinner. Alexis McFarland: Yay! Annisha: :: Does the was gives gesture :: Sweetie? Chirakis: ::her uniform seems to be drawing attention, but she ignores it:: Annisha: I think he's trolling me.. Alexis McFarland: Maybe he is? Alexis McFarland: Your dad doesn't usually call you "sweetie", doesn't he? Chirakis: ::her thoughts seem to be in another world as she paces slowly around CnC::: Annisha: Na, normally asks how long I was in detention. Alexis McFarland: I mean, mine does but that's different. Annisha: It's probably by association. Alexis McFarland: Hmm.. since we've been out of school I guess he has to think up something different. Jylliene: ::feels better assuming Dr. Davis was going to be looking into things:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::she enters the medical complex and almost forgets to step off the lift because she is so distracted by her thoughts::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees main engineering largely empty, the teams out fixing things before lunch :: mimipavilion: ::after observing for a bit, reminds the engineer that the team should stop by medical to get checked out:: Chirakis: :::pauses near Scott:: Anything new, Commander? Scott Coleridge: ::Chirakis:: I'm worried I missed a uniform memo today. Nijil tr'Korjata: Lt Sales > :: Makes the walk of shame out of uniform and into medical :: Chirakis: ::blink::: Chirakis: Oh? ::slight pause:: Of course. Those who died on Missouri are on their way to their final resting place. Chirakis: I am thankful that there were no casualties on Aegis. Dacia Sandero: Everything all right? ::to Amanda:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::distracted:: Oh... sorry, Dacia. So far, yes. mimipavilion: ::leaves deck 37 and goes back to medical via the tl:: Scott Coleridge: Agreed. Amanda Davis PhD: I'm just... I need to think something through. Dacia Sandero: Good to hear. Hope it stays that way. Dacia Sandero: Ok, that's fine. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: thinks :: This is rough Mr. Nijil. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: Thank you Chirakis: We have a few things to attend to tonight, so we are pausing a few minutes early. Commander Coleridge, if you would assist. Scott Coleridge: Sure! Chirakis: Dr. Sandero, Lt Cdr Tarisa, and Cdr Korjata, step forward. ::hands a box to Scott::: Scott Coleridge: ::produces the bucket of assorted awards:: Dacia Sandero: ::steps forth:: Scott Coleridge: ::takes out a baseball trophy:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks around :: Who? Oh me. Chirakis: ::Nijil::: No. The one who impersonates you. Tarisa: ::Steps up:: Chirakis: (w) The other one, Number One. Scott Coleridge: Fine. ::puts the baseball trophy back and takes out the box:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh.. ::steps :: Chirakis: For your loyalty to Aegis and the work that you have done, you are awarded Service Ribbons. ::nods to Scott::: Scott Coleridge: ::pins on the service ribbons:: Chirakis: ::when he is finished::: Dr. Sandero, remain please. The others may withdraw. Chirakis: Dr. Pavilion, step forward. mimipavilion: ::steps forward:: Dacia Sandero: ::Stays put:: Chirakis: Aegis has a very active group of physicians - and that makes sense since most of the crew is in need of physicians at one time or other... Scott Coleridge: ::readies the next award:: Chirakis: Drs Pavilion and Sandero, both of you have given several hundred hours of work aboard Aegis - literally. Dr. Pavilion, you have 636 hours. Dr Sandero, you have 563 hours. Chirakis: Dr. Sandero, Dr. Pavilion, for that you are each awarded the Silver Oakleaf. Chirakis: Be gentle, Number One. They already have quite a few so there might not be much space. And do remember that they are female. :::stare::: Chirakis: ::Nods to Scott::: Scott Coleridge: ::pins the awards:: Chirakis: Our thanks to you all for your service to Aegis. Chirakis: In the coming days there will be more awards, so everyone - be patient. Chirakis: TBS will be... a few hours. Does lunch time sound good? Scott Coleridge: Sounds good to me Chirakis: We will continue next week at 1300 / 1 pm. Chirakis: Questions or comments? Chirakis: Seeing none.... Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel. Chirakis: And thank you for 100% attendance.