Captain Airik Mitchell wondered when it went wrong. Simple scientific mission? Ha!<br/><br/><em>=/\= Sickbay to Captain Mitchell.  Captain, this is Lieutenant Tir.  We seem to have a state of chaos right now, as the effects of the chronitons are showing.  I think it would be a good idea to call a meeting with the Senior Officers so we can figure out how to deal with this.  =/\=</em><br/><br/>Airik looked over to Commander Osiel and gave a small reassuring smile. It was probably faked, but he tried at least. “I don’t know about you, Commander, but at 215, I just can’t imagine getting older.” He sighed momentarily.<br/><br/>“Red alert.” Captain Mitchell ordered. “Take us out of orbit and distance us from the chroniton emissions.”<br/><br/>=/\= Captain Mitchell to senior officers, report to the observation lounge. =/\=<br/><br/>Airik tapped the console on his command chair for a ship-wide announcement.<br/><br/>=/\= All non-essential crew are to report to quarters until further notice. =/\=<br/>