Sky Harbor Aegis | 8 March 2019

[Chirakis 1]

=/\= Aegis Mission Brief 3/8/19 - 10:04 PM=/\=
8 May 2388 - Stardate 2388.129

TBS is 4.5 hours. The time is 1300 hours (1:00 PM) Aegis local.
Nei'rrh and Argos II are under repair.
Medical is very busy.
Command is preparing for a possible Alien Alliance attack.
Commander Coleridge is with Captain Chirakis in her office.
Commander Cayne is Officer in Charge in CnC.

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

Chirakis: ::in her office with Scott, discussing a few things:::
mimipavilion: ::in medical dealing with 3 little girls::
Scott Coleridge: ::sitting in Chirakis' office, noting the changes in decor since the change of command::
Tarisa: ::On CnC, at Science::
Fletcher Jackson: ::OPS:::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: In the big chair ::
Tarisa: Miana> ::In Medical with Alexis and Annisha.::
Johnson Kenyon: ::sitting at a console in Main Engineering, bead of sweat forming on his forehead::
Annisha: :: Annisha is asleep in sickbay ::
Chirakis: ::Scott:: We might have interesting visitors occasionally. We will ignore them. Security is advised. They know what to do.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil walks into sickbay, looks around ::
mimipavilion: ::looking over their files in her office::
Alexis McFarland: ::playing with her PADD, with Miana and Annisha::
Scott Coleridge: Ignore stuff. Got it. That doesn't seem that difficult.
Alexis McFarland: ::in medical as well, looking after the patients and glad Alexis seems to be doing okay::
Chirakis: No, not all that difficult. But when you factor in keeping your eyes open for suspects, it takes a different turn.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Leaning on the back of Alexis' hoverchair.:: I wish we had more of those snacks that your Neemah let us take.
Alexis McFarland: I wonder if Dr. Davis has anymore.
Chirakis: But again, security will be on top of everything.
Johnson Kenyon: ::stands and leaves to clean himself up::
Tarisa: Miana> Is she the nice lady that made them?
Alexis McFarland: That's what Dacia said, yes.
Tarisa: Miana> Oooh. ::pauses:: I do not know who that is.
Fletcher Jackson: ::monitoring traffic :::
Chirakis: I have nothing else.
mimipavilion: ::gets up, leaving her office, and enters medical facility::
Alexis McFarland: She's the station's counsellor. Or one of them, I don't know if we have more than one.
Alexis McFarland: Dacia says the chief counsellor anyway.
Tarisa: Miana> What is a counselor?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Pokes around the sickbay ::
Scott Coleridge: ::nods:: Based on your own... connections ... where do you think this is heading?
Alexis McFarland: Hmm, they counsel people on how to run their lives?
mimipavilion: ::sees Nijil:: Can I help you Nijil?
Tarisa: Miana> They should run their own lives.
Alexis McFarland: Sometimes people need help on how to run their lives.
Nijil tr'Korjata: My daughter, I'm here to see her.
Tarisa: Miana> Or does it get really hard when you grow up?
mimipavilion: ::smiles:: Come with me.
Chirakis: I will not speculate on that. It's best to allow things to flow toward you than to expect a certain thing to happen. However, I do have... other connections that will inform us of progress.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Walks with the doctor ::
Alexis McFarland: It seems like it. A lot of adults on the station seem to be always stressed out.
Johnson Kenyon: ::returning to Main Engineering, grabbing a tool kit and heading out again::
mimipavilion: ::heads to Annisha's room::
Tarisa: Miana> That is not good... ::shakes head.::
Alexis McFarland: It's a real downer for a Betazed picking up on all that negativity.
Chirakis: And my "connections" also have their ways to deal with intruders.
Chirakis: One could be right next to you and you would never know it.
Annisha: :: stirs ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: How is she doctor?
Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: It must be.
mimipavilion: ::enters the room:: She's stable. As you can see, she's asleep.
Fletcher Jackson: ::shuttling ships from one corridor to another, receiving berthing requests:::
Scott Coleridge: We'll need to balance being prepared with not spooking the civilian population, I suppose....
Alexis McFarland: Well, you get used to it. And you learn to tune all that stuff out.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Hears voices coming closer, then Mimi and Nijil show up.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Figures. I'll just sit with her, if that's alright.
Chirakis: ::nod:: Exactly. As far as they are concerned, things are back to normal everyday events.
mimipavilion: ::nods:: Of course.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Feels like his is out of place.. or should be standing. And where was his coffee, wait, how many cups today? ::
Alexis McFarland: ::turns at the voices, hearing Nijil walk past into Annisha's room::
Chirakis: And the operatives that we have will look like ordinary civilians. They will not be noticed.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Takes a chair and sits at her bed ::
Alexis McFarland: ::Playing Annisha's space game against the AI::
Tarisa: Miana> Are you winning? :;Peaking.::
mimipavilion: ::exits the room and enters Alexis and Miana's room::
Chirakis: Yeoman> :;brings Cayne his coffee:: Donuts, sir?
Alexis McFarland: ::positions the PADD so Miana can see better:: I think so.
Alexis McFarland: ::looks up at Mimi:: Hello..
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Really? Sure.
Johnson Kenyon: ::entering TL:: deck 7
Scott Coleridge: All right. Let's hope most of the day's events are normal.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks up, getting off Alexis' hoverchair.::
mimipavilion: How are the two of you?
Chirakis: Yeoman> Any one kind in particular?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Anni.. :: pauses :: I'm sorry.
Chirakis: I'm sure they will be.
Alexis McFarland: I'm okay, I guess.
Tarisa: Miana> :;Nods.::
mimipavilion: ::nods and scans the both of them to check to make sure::
Tarisa: ::Looking up, seeing Cayne talk to the Yeoman.::
Scott Coleridge: I have one other thing... did you read Lieutenant Kenyon's report?
Chirakis: I did.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Those ball things...
Alexis McFarland: Will we get to go home soon? ::too Mimi::
Chirakis: Yeoman> Yes, sir. The donut holes they're called. Sugared or plain?
Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm sorry I did not protect au...out there.. :: gestures to the 'sky' ::
Johnson Kenyon: ::checking the new sensor modifications... seeing how they held up under the strain::
Nijil tr'Korjata: They tell me the phenomenon that caused the Argos II to crash was...unique. Does not make it feel any better.
Scott Coleridge: I'll conduct an investigation as requested. I could use some input from you.
Chirakis: Yeoman> :::brings him an assortment:: You can try them all, sir.
Chirakis: Of course.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: I think I will. :: grabs them all, puts them next to the chair ::
Chirakis: Yeoman> Let me know if you need anything else, sir. ::moves out:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: Life is more than this station, more than Romulus, more than Volnar. Au need to see it...feel it.
Tarisa: ::CnC is quickly filling with the scent of coffee and sugar.::
Alexis McFarland: ::drinks some juice::
Scott Coleridge: ::sighs:: I have to admit, when Nijil requested to join the search, I hesitated for a moment. I wondered if his daughter being missing might affect his judgment.
Fletcher Jackson: ::almost a minor collision as two Ferengi ships joust for positions. He sends out the corridor patrol:::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Hesitant to ask, but finally does.:: Are there more snacks from the nice lady?
Alexis McFarland: Mm, snack.
Chirakis: ::takes a deep breath:: Commander, Nei'rrh was the only vessel here that could have performed that operation well. Commander Korjata is the best to pilot it. There is no other like him, and there is no other shuttle like Nei'rrh.
Chirakis: We had little choice. And, of course, we had no idea what situation they were in...
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Places his hand on hers :: Au were lucky, only a knock to the head. Au can thank an engineer for that.
Chirakis: Had we known what happened to Argos II, we might have made a different choice.
Alexis McFarland: ::goes back to her space game after Mimi finishes scanning her::
Chirakis: However, we did not. And he performed admirably.
Scott Coleridge: Yes, you're right. I always have trouble with this part of command. It's much easier to second-guess yourself in hindsight.
mimipavilion: ::finishes up:: Ok girls looks like you are on the mend and will be released soon. I'm sure there's something left.
Chirakis: Indeed it is.
Alexis McFarland: Yay, I hope so.
Alexis McFarland: Thanks
Tarisa: Miana> Yay
Chirakis: Moreover, men of his caliber and expertise focus on the mission before thinking of anything else. Believe me, his mind was completely focused on the mission. Only afterwards did he think of his daughter.
mimipavilion: ::smiles:: I thought that would cheer you two up.
Alexis McFarland: mm, yes! ::smiles::
Tarisa: Miana> Mhm.
Johnson Kenyon: ::completing checks, making repair orders::
mimipavilion: I'll go check to see if there's something left. Deal.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at her :: Au are going to grow up faster than I can keep pace with. No doubt au are smarter than any of us, certainly when I was your age.
Scott Coleridge: I've read Nijil and Tarisa's mission reports, but I'm also going to review the recording from the shuttle for the time period in question.
Scott Coleridge: Then I'll speak to each of them and to Mr. Kenyon before I arrive at a determination.
Chirakis: ::nod:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: As...naughty as au are, we are very proud of au. Losing both parents is na easy. I know.
Johnson Kenyon: ::most of the relays are showing signs of stress... the modifications put a heavy strain on them::
mimipavilion: ::goes and checks for scones::
Amanda Davis PhD: ::has just made fresh:::
Scott Coleridge: ::noticing Chirakis doing that nodding thing she does:: Right... so... I'm going to go get started on that.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Nods :: Bring up the sector map on the viewscreen ::
Chirakis: ::stands:: If I can be of further assistance, I will be here.
mimipavilion: ::goes and checks the lounge::
Scott Coleridge: ::stands up:: Thank you. ::exits Chirakis' office::
Johnson Kenyon: ::heading back down to deck 70::
Fletcher Jackson: :::corridor patrol sorts things out for the two Ferengi ships::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Getting excited, cause she can smell them being made.:: Yay. I can smell them.
Alexis McFarland: ::sniffs:: Mmm, yummy.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps out of her office and almost bumps into Mimi:: Oh... goodness. ::juggles the basket:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: I'll do better. I don't want to lock au away in a tall tower. :: tear ::
Chirakis: ::standing there a while after the door closed, contemplating the future that she just told Scott to ignore:::
Scott Coleridge: ::observes that life on the CnC seems routine, slips into his office::
mimipavilion: ::in the lounge, sees the scones and takes a couple:: Oh, was grabbing a couple of scones for Alexis and Miana
Amanda Davis PhD: Mimi... I think we have telepathic powers. ::smiles::: The basket is for the children. Oh.. and for you, too.
mimipavilion: ::laughs::
Amanda Davis PhD: Nono.. take the basket. Please. I have more in the oven.
Alexis McFarland: ::playing her game, still on the tutorials since she only just got it::
Annisha: :: stirs :: Mo..
Tarisa: Miana> ::Watching the game again.::
Chirakis: ::then she turns to stare out the window for a while:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: What? :: goes in closer to hear :: Au need to rest sweetheart.
Alexis McFarland: Avoiding these asteroids sure is a pain
Amanda Davis PhD: So, how are the children doing?
Annisha: :: eyes flutter open :: Your mo..
Nijil tr'Korjata: My what?
Annisha: M..ov...e
mimipavilion: Then I will take these too the girls.
mimipavilion: Their doing good
Scott Coleridge: Computer, access flight recordings for the Nei'rrh for...::glances at a PADD on his desk:: Stardate 2388.127. Begin playback just after the shuttle contacted Aegis.
Johnson Kenyon: ::back in Main Engineering, inputting work orders to repair the auxiliary sensors with the modifications::
Alexis McFarland: ::playing with a level 1 AI, since she wasn't very high level like Annisha or even Nijil was::
Amanda Davis PhD: Good. I will visit when I get the chance. At the moment, I'm expecting someone. Oh.. and there is jelly under there as well.
Annisha: Na na... your mov...e
Chirakis: ::exits her office:::
mimipavilion: ::nods:: I take it enough to separate for two locations.
Amanda Davis PhD: However you would like it, Mimi. There's more where that came from. I'm in a baking mood today.
Nijil tr'Korjata: My move?
Scott Coleridge: ::makes a few notes:: Hmm.
Annisha: :: taps her padd, which she had under her blanket ::
mimipavilion: Ahh I see. I'll get it figured out then.
Chirakis: ::spots Cayne in the command chair and walks behind him, wondering if he'll notice:::
Tarisa: ::She has noticed anyways.::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Captain
Amanda Davis PhD: I'll be back in about an hour. ::hand wave::
Annisha: :: The room darkens and a map of the galaxy shines above them ::
mimipavilion: ::nods and heads back to Alexis and Miana's room::
Chirakis: Ah. Commander. ::as she steps to his fore:: There is something else in the universe besides donuts, I understand. ::quick look at Fletcher:::
Alexis McFarland: Hey, Annisha's online again ::sees her username pop up::
Fletcher Jackson: ::hearing donuts, does not turn::
Tarisa: Miana> :;Perks up.::
Alexis McFarland: Oooh.
Johnson Kenyon: ::completed entry of repair orders, checks through high priority repairs::
Chirakis: Enjoying command? ::slight grin::
Alexis McFarland: ::picks up some cargo to deliver to the next galaxy over;;
mimipavilion: ::to the girls:: here are some scones?
Scott Coleridge: +Tarisa+ Coleridge to Tarisa.
Alexis McFarland: Yay, thanks!
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks up :: Our game?
Tarisa: ::Looks up.:: +Scott+ Yes Commander?
Tarisa: Miana> Yay!
Annisha: :: Sits up :: I've been waiting days. :: smiles ::
Chirakis: 10:50 PM
Scott Coleridge: +Tarisa+ Report to my office.
mimipavilion: ::girls:: enjoy
Alexis McFarland: ::pauses her game, and picks up a still hot scone:: Very fresh..
Tarisa: ::Steps away from the console and goes to Scott's office, ringing the chime.::
Alexis McFarland: We will, thanks. Thanks Dr. Davis as well.
mimipavilion: I'll let her know.
Alexis McFarland: Mmm.
Scott Coleridge: Enter.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Carefully eats a warm scone.:: Mmmm
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at her, then the galactic map ::
Alexis McFarland: ::bites into the scone::
Tarisa: ::Steps in, letting the door close behind her.:: Sir?
mimipavilion: ::takes what's left and goes back to her office::
Fletcher Jackson: ::rerouting traffic so the corridor squad has time to get the Ferengi moving::
Scott Coleridge: Have a seat, Commander.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Well, when I didn't have lunch...
Tarisa: ::Takes a seat.::
mimipavilion: ::sends a message to Amanda thanking her for the girls::
Alexis McFarland: Mmm, yummy!
Chirakis: The yeoman will bring lunch if you need it, Commander. All you have to do is ask.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Were au even asleep?
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Really? That seem unnecessary.
Chirakis: That's what she's here for.
Alexis McFarland: ::licks some jelly off her lip::
Annisha: Na. What's wrong with your eyes?
Scott Coleridge: I am conducting an investigation into Commander tr'Korjata's actions on board the Nei'rrh on Stardate 2388.127, and specifically, whether or not his decision to take the shuttle to warp was a warranted risk.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Allergies.
Annisha: Right...so are au going to move....old man?
Chirakis: ::she begins her normal pace around CnC:::
Tarisa: ::Curious. Tilts her head a little.:: An investigation?
Johnson Kenyon: ::concluding his work, heads to the commerce deck::
Nijil tr'Korjata: How many hours was this move?
Scott Coleridge: I have read your written report on the mission already. I have some follow-up questions for you. These questions will be on the record, and you are required to answer them to the best of your ability. You are not under investigation. However, you have the right to refuse to answer a question you believe may incriminate you, or to request that you have an attorney present during this interview. ::is very clearly reading from a PADD he has in front of him::
Alexis McFarland: ::unpauses her game, resuming her Space Truck Simulator mission::
Annisha: Dunno... maybe a few nights
Chirakis: ::stops to look over the commerce deck:::
Scott Coleridge: ::glances up from the PADD:: Do you understand what I have just said?
Chirakis: ::and notices the presence of a familiar Vulcan passing through the crowd::
Tarisa: ::Takes it in a moment, then nods.:: Yes, Commander.
Fletcher Jackson: ::since the tangled Ferengi mess is no longer a mess, he opens the corridor for traffic:::
Chirakis: 10:58 PM
Tarisa: Miana> :;Watching again, as she climbs back up the back of the hoverchair. Her tail swishing.::
Scott Coleridge: Very good. Before we begin, would you like anything to drink?
Fletcher Jackson: ::getting used to this and kind of likes it:::
Annisha: :: Rests her head on Nijil's shoulder ::
Alexis McFarland: These space AI traffic drivers are crazy.
Johnson Kenyon: ::sitting down for a meal::
Chirakis: (Scotch is available)
Scott Coleridge: ((Watch out, Fletcher. Just when you get used to it, they promote you to command!))
Tarisa: :;Relaxes:: A warm green tea with lemon and honey, if I could.
Fletcher Jackson: ((meep...))
Tarisa: ((scotch comes later.))
Chirakis: (last words)
Annisha: Need time?
Nijil tr'Korjata: Oh ie...
Alexis McFarland: Hey, I'm driving here! ::in a New York accent, owing to how long she lived there::
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: 3/8/19
Chirakis: Thank you.
Chirakis: Well done, all.  We will pick it up from here, so no TBS.
Chirakis: Commander, comments for the crew?
Scott Coleridge: Hmm
Scott Coleridge: "Formal" sounds very formal but this is all still fun and games
Scott Coleridge: That's all.
Chirakis: Indeed it is.
Chirakis: From me: Beware the Ides of March - which is next Friday.
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
Alexis McFarland: and Daylight Savings Time which is Sunday
Johnson Kenyon: what an ominous end
Chirakis: Indeed. Daylight Savings for some of us. And yes, ominous.
Chirakis: Moving on...
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.