Sky Harbor Aegis | 19 October 2018

[Chirakis 1]

=/\= Aegis Mission Brief 10/19/18 - 10:05 PM=/\=
29 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.120

TBS is 5 minutes. The time is 0805 hours (8:05 AM) Aegis local.
The Dahlem science vessel, Voad, is in Aegis orbit.
Voad's commanding officer, Captain Aayrn, is in conversation with Captain Chirakis.
For security reasons, Captain Ramson is in her office.
Commander Coleridge will speak for her if the situation warrants.
At sim begin, Captains Chirakis and Aayrn are about to discuss the possibility of collaboration.

Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=

Kallah Ramson: ::in her office, reading over a new report from command::
Dacia Sandero: ::in medical::
mimipavilion: ::in medical::
Jylliene: ::Ops::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::on the command deck. Standing near science::
Johnson Kenyon: ::looking at the hologram imagine of the station, familiarizing it::
Tarisa: ::In CnC, trying to get used to the scent of the visitor.::
KelsaViegnor: ::having finished breakfast, catching up on latest news from SF - reading on her console::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::glancing towards where Chirakis and the visitor went::
mimipavilion: ::answering some questions for the Romulan crew that are working within her department::
Chirakis: Aayrn> Thank you, Captain, for your hospitality. I have been recalled for a delicate matter. I will return whenever you request it.
Chirakis: ::stands:: Of course, Captain.
Tarisa: ::Tail whipped back and forth.::
Chirakis: ACTION> Pulling up his hood, he disappears.
Johnson Kenyon: ::remembering he was asked to check on the merchant areas::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::double takes at the motion of the tail::
Chirakis: ::nods to Garand and exits the lounge:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::When she looks back sees Chirakis returning without the alien::
Johnson Kenyon: ::collecting tools::
Chirakis: Commander Cayne, a moment.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: In the CnC, listening to Chirakis ::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::Tarisa:: I guess we won't get a chance to observe them anymore for now.
Jylliene: ::ponders::
Johnson Kenyon: ::heading to the TL::
Chirakis: ::takes him aside::: Commander, keep the Voad in in sight. Track it if it moves.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I'll let you know if they move.
Fletcher Jackson: ::stirs in his biobed::
Tarisa: :;Notices Chirakis return without the guest. She frowns.::
Alexis McFarland: ::Playing with Miana and Annisha::
Tarisa: ::Nods to Dran.:: it seems so.
mimipavilion: ::finishes answering the questions and goes to check on Fletcher::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Shame.
Tarisa: @ Miana> ::having fun playing.::
Johnson Kenyon: ::enters TL, to computer:: Take me to the merchant areas
Fletcher Jackson: ::puffs out a breath:: What happened?
Tae'Lynn Dran: Do we get many guests around here?
Fletcher Jackson: ::rubs his head, then winces:::
mimipavilion: ::stands next to Fletcher:: You hit your head on a console a while ago and I ordered you here for treatment.
Fletcher Jackson: Ow... musta done something really stupid.
Fletcher Jackson: The whaaa??
Dacia Sandero: ::Checks up on some patients and some experiments she was working on::
Chirakis: ::she finds herself in command::
Tarisa: ::Nods.:: On occasion. Though some are not so friendly.
mimipavilion: You don't remember hitting your head on a console on the CnC? I guess that concussion was worse than I thought.
Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh. Oh my.
Johnson Kenyon: ::exits TL, begins to wander::
Fletcher Jackson: ::thinks hard::
Tae'Lynn Dran: These seem friendly so far.
Tae'Lynn Dran: I would like to know a little more about them though.
Chirakis: ::listening to the chatter as she takes her command station::
Fletcher Jackson: Kind of... not really. I just remember this amazing ::blows out another breath::
mimipavilion: Amazing...???
Jylliene: ::considers the discussions going on around her::
Tarisa: ::Nods:: As would I.
Fletcher Jackson: Yeah... she's like... gorgeous. Like an elf.
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::moves over to an open station::
KelsaViegnor: ::stretches, rises to go to her shop to prepare for opening for the day::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Computer, access internal sensor records.
mimipavilion: You mean our new science officer, Tae'Lynn Dran, who happens to be V'Mar.
Fletcher Jackson: That what they call her? All I know is that she's just.... I think I paid more attention to her than to duty.
Tae'Lynn Dran: Let's see now. ::tippity tappity on the terminal screen::
Tae'Lynn Dran: That's, well. That's odd.
mimipavilion: Yeah. ::stops before chewing him out:: Maybe you should continue resting.
Chirakis: ::logs in as command, checks the latest information, then blanks the screen and begins her normal walk around CnC:::
Tarisa: ::Ears twitching often to the sounds of the tapping. Looks up, curious.:: Odd?
Annisha: @ :: Riding around the Korjata farm ::
Chirakis: ::hears Dran, but continues her walk:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Um, yeah. Look. Sensors didn't seem to record much about the alien.
KelsaViegnor: ::heads to the commerce deck, greets her assistant at the door::
Tarisa: ::Looks.:: Perhaps it was due to his clothing?
Tae'Lynn Dran: Only get a little bit of data when they removed the hood.
Chirakis: :::listening to science:::
Chirakis: ::stops to look over the commerce deck:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Stealth clothing. Interesting. I wonder why though?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Messages his e'lev about lunch...as he did not get much of a breakfast ::
Tarisa: ::Thinks, tail waving.:: I understand the clothing is to protect against cosmic rays. Perhaps it does more.
Chirakis: :::steps up toward science, still listening to their conversation:::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Staring at the Voad was not making it move, but did they want it to move or stay put? ::
Johnson Kenyon: ::walking the Commerce desk, listening in and seeing if anyone needs an engineer::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh, okay. Wait, what? I mean we shield against that too but we don't walk around in lead lined undershorts.
Chirakis: ::stops to listen::
Annisha: @ :: The crops stretched for kilometers, seemingly unending ::
Jylliene: ::messages Nijil back - "It's barely 0830?"::
Tae'Lynn Dran: I guess that works. I wonder if their ships aren't shielded like ours.
KelsaViegnor: ::she and Thelea work on getting things ready to start up for the day::
Tarisa: ::Nods.:: I am curious as well. ::Wishes for a sample of that cloth.::
Chirakis: ::keeps an eye on the tactical master board:::
Alexis McFarland: @ ::looks at the crops too:: What's growing here? Tube roots?
Chirakis: ::she steps toward them:: They are an interesting race, are they not?
Tarisa: @ Miana> Are they yummy?
Tae'Lynn Dran: Yes sir.
Tarisa: ::Ears perk up as she turns to Chirakis.:: Yes, Ma'am.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Messages to Jy:  ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯ ::
Alexis McFarland: @I don't know
Chirakis: ::Dran:: What especially do you see that interests you?
Johnson Kenyon: ::being approached by merchants offering their wares::
Chirakis: ::also to Tarisa, but interested in the Ensign's thoughts:::
Annisha: @ :: Her grandmother answered: Something au kids would call beans ::
Fletcher Jackson: ::stares at the ceiling::
Tarisa: @ Miana> Beans...Are beans yummy?
Dacia Sandero: @ Hmm. oooh.
Tae'Lynn Dran: Well, the are different yet similar. I don't think anyone has studied a lifeform from the area they say they came from.
Jylliene: ::gazes upward momentarily, then returns her attention to the console, replying "I'll see what comes to mind in a bit."::
mimipavilion: ::goes does something else while Fletcher rests::
Dacia Sandero: Eh, I guess so.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ How is it going on the commerce level?
Chirakis: What is different and what is similar, Ensign?
Alexis McFarland: II guess they are
Tarisa: ::Nods.::
Dacia Sandero: ::Speaking with one of the nurses about something::
Fletcher Jackson: ::sighs:::
Annisha: @ Gran: Au have to process them first, but they can be. A group on Faanis Iv like them enough.
Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ Ensign Kenyon here. I have been approached by at least 6 merchants, but they seem more interested in selling their goods
Tae'Lynn Dran: Bipedal, class-M environmental tolerances. But then just enough unknowns to get you thinking.
Tarisa: @ Miana> Oooh
Chirakis: Such as...?
Alexis McFarland: @ Hmm.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ That's what they do. Au may wish to see if Kelsa Veignor has any engineering issues.
Tae'Lynn Dran: Okay, well. ::turns to the console:: I'm looking at what sensor readings we did get.
Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ Kelsa Veignor. How do I find him?
Tarisa: ::Listening.::
Jylliene: ::usual reports, requisitions, etc::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Not much on the alien itself but I can scan the air. I'm looking their oxygen intake.
Alexis McFarland: @lots of beans..
Johnson Kenyon: ::looking around::
Chirakis: ::watching both of them while keeping an eye on the tactical display on the main board:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Ha, her. Follow your nose. Or more precisely, follow your nose to the scent shop
Tarisa: @ Miana> Beans! ::Runs around.::
Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ roger that. I'll head to the scent shop
Alexis McFarland: @The magical fruit
Tae'Lynn Dran: I think they might have a rather rabid metabolism.
Annisha: @ Gran:: stops the hovertruck.
Jylliene: ::scrolling through, generally approving supply requests, watching for requests that stand out as unusual::
Tarisa: @ Miana> ::Holding arms out like she is a bird or airplane as she runs.::
Chirakis: ::Dran:: And what leads you to that idea?
Fletcher Jackson: ::sighs again::: She's... just.... gorgeous. Doctor ::turns his head::
Johnson Kenyon: ::sniffs the air and closes eyes::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Increase in CO2 around them. So they breath in and out more than the others in this scan.::scrunching over the terminal, tappy tappy:: See.
Tarisa: ::Curious look.::
KelsaViegnor: ::Thelea straightening displays, Kelsa preparing special orders::
Tae'Lynn Dran: That's just a theory at this point though.
Chirakis: ::Tarisa:: What are your thoughts, Commander?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Wonders if the reports regarding the scent shop are a legitimate concern, or just competition. ::
Fletcher Jackson: Doc?
Johnson Kenyon: ::catching a sweet smelling scent, opens eyes and begins wandering towards the scent::
mimipavilion: ::hears Fletcher and goes back:: Yes?
Fletcher Jackson: I feel fine. I really do. Think I can return to duty?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Watching sensors on his console ::
Johnson Kenyon: ::noticing the scent shop, walking in::
Tarisa: It is possible that his body could be trying to adjust to our atmosphere conditions, but the theory is sound. ::Thinks.:: I am curious about why we can not scan them. They seemed open, but are they deliberately preventing us from learning more or was it mere coincidence?
mimipavilion: ::looks at him then pulls up his recent scan and report:: I don't see why not. Just be careful where you're walking and what you're doing. Understood.
Chirakis: Excellent questions. Would you consider visiting their ship?
Tarisa: ::Doesn't hesitate.:: I would.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ Take some readings of the scents around the shop. We'll have to process them later.
Johnson Kenyon: ::looks inside the scent shop and knocks on the window::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::worried look on her lips:: Were we invited?
Johnson Kenyon: +Nijil+ What sort of readings?
Chirakis: You have been invited, yes.
Annisha: @ Gran :: Picks some beans off the plants, bites into them ::
Alexis McFarland: @ Is it yummy?
Tarisa: :;Tilts her head curiously.::
Tae'Lynn Dran: Oh. OH.
Chirakis: We have yet to verify the conditions or to receive clearance.
KelsaViegnor: ::glances up quizzically, then seeing a uniformed crewman, goes to the door and opens it:: May I help you?
Tarisa: @ Miana> :;Stops and watches.::
Alexis McFarland: @ ::next to Miana::
Fletcher Jackson: ::sits up slowly::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Kenyon+ A parts per million reading should suffice. The tricorder should be fine.
Johnson Kenyon: ::to Kelsa:: Was there a problem with your shop that you needed engineering?
Fletcher Jackson: Yeah, Doctor. I'm pretty good with that. I'll be really careful.
mimipavilion: Good. You may return to duty.
Fletcher Jackson: ::whew:: Thanks.
Tae'Lynn Dran: That would give us a chance to answer some questions.
Tarisa: ::Nods.::
Chirakis: ::nod:: It would.
KelsaViegnor: ::quizzical:: No, we didn't.
KelsaViegnor: Did sensor scans indicate something here?
Chirakis: I will make a note, then.
mimipavilion: No problem, Ensign.
Johnson Kenyon: ::to Kelsa:: You didn't? ::taking out tricoder::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: to Chirakis :: Security should attend.
Fletcher Jackson: ::takes a few careful steps:::
Chirakis: ::Cayne::: Of course.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Sounds like fun.
Chirakis: And I need to consult with Starfleet Command.
KelsaViegnor: No, we didn't. Was there some computer report of some issue?
Johnson Kenyon: ::Kelsa:: I guess I'm a little confused. ::scanning with the tricorder::
Chirakis: I wouldn't exactly call it fun, Commander. An adventure, perhaps.
Annisha: @ Gran :: Shrugs :: To some. :: hands beans to each of the girls. :: Eat.
KelsaViegnor: On that, we are of one accord.
Johnson Kenyon: ::Kelsa:: Can I ask you about your scents?
Tarisa: @ Miana> ::Takes a bite, but isn't sure at first.::
Alexis McFarland: @ ::sniffs them and eats::
KelsaViegnor: ::slight half-grin:: Are you sure you're not trying to get a little shopping in before hours?
KelsaViegnor: Of course you may.
Fletcher Jackson: ::picks up his release papers:::
Fletcher Jackson: ::tucks it into his tunic pocket:: Thanks, Doc.
mimipavilion: ::nods::
Johnson Kenyon: ::Kelsa:: Ma'am, obviously there is someone concerned about the scents you have... I personally don't have any problem with them, but there are species that may find them objectionable
Tae'Lynn Dran: When would we possibly be departing?
Johnson Kenyon: ::scanning::
Chirakis: You could. But not until verification from Command.
Chirakis: 10:55 PM
Chirakis: When... I do not know.
KelsaViegnor: Is it typical to send Engineering staff to question shopkeepers regarding neighboring merchants' opinions of their business?
Johnson Kenyon: ::looking around:: Are you scents kept in bottles or aerosolized?
Annisha: @ :: eats :: It's like when father says he cooked beans, but really didn't
KelsaViegnor: They're in bottles.
mimipavilion: ::shakes her head and does some work::
KelsaViegnor: Aerosols are too volatile in recirculated air. Bottles are more easily controlled.
Alexis McFarland: @ Good beans.. mushy.
KelsaViegnor: I sell atomizer bottles for clients to fill on their own after purchase, though.
Johnson Kenyon: ::Kelsa:: I take it that you allow people to open them to test the scent
Tarisa: @ Miana> ::Nods as she eats another.::
Annisha: @ Gran: I'll make au three to go bags of beans.
KelsaViegnor: I have tester vials that they can sample.
Annisha: @ Gran: Au know, I think I have some plants felines like.
Tae'Lynn Dran: I, I should get a field kit put together. ::starts making a list::
KelsaViegnor: You don't want to open the bottles you purchase, because over time, the scents would evaporate.
Alexis McFarland: @Oooh!
KelsaViegnor: So the vials give a way for them to try the scents when they request.
Johnson Kenyon: ::Kelsa:: are they that volatile? How quickly do they evaporate?
Chirakis: ::notes the ensign's reaction and her exuberance, then smiles at Tarisa:::
Chirakis: Carry on.
Chirakis: ::moves to the command console:::
Annisha: @ Gran: A variation of nepetalactone
KelsaViegnor: Over time. It's not anything you'd notice for one or two tests, but over time, reopening bottles would lead to gradual loss of contents.
Johnson Kenyon: ::looks around for the tester vials::
Alexis McFarland: @ Ah, cool
Tarisa: @ Miana> :;Perks up.::
Johnson Kenyon: ::Kelsa:: They must be very expensive if you are concerned about losing their contents
KelsaViegnor: They're not cheap, and resupply of the materials to make them are slow. So yes, I am careful to make sure clients get the full amount they pay for.
mimipavilion: ::goes into her office to do some paperwork::
Fletcher Jackson: ::wanders to his quarters:::
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: 10/19/18
Chirakis: Thank you.
Chirakis: Interesting sim. Slow, but it gives us a chance to become acquainted.
Chirakis: TBS is 15 hours, which brings us to noon the next day.
Chirakis: Comments for the crew, Captain?
Kallah Ramson: none
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
Tarisa: I have something.
Chirakis: Tarisa, go ahead.
Tarisa: Next week is Challenger's last night. If anyone can come early, please come see us off.
Chirakis: Challenger begins at 9pm ET.
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.