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<blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 1237614" data-attributes="member: 515"><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 15px">Chapter III</span></p><p></p><p><strong>Date: 109-993</strong></p><p><strong>Location: Aboard the <em>Bray Keaven</em>, in orbit around Sentry.</strong></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">The two groups troop out leaving Argent alone in the crew lounge with his thoughts.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Martha heads straight for the drive room with the other three in tow. The narrowness of the passage interferes with any chance of conversation. Once at the port drive room, she sits down on the floor leaning against one of the control consoles, her young face lined with fatigue.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I suppose since Cap’ns said to, I’ll wave a baton. Swann, you said you’re good with mech/elec stuff. Do you want to have a go at the life support? It was virtually dormant and now we’ve dumped a big load on it; run it up and see how it goes. It’s been pretty good so I don’t expect any surprises. Who’s good with computers?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">After a short pause, Swann coughs. "I believe I’m not a total loser when it comes to them. I’ve cut a little code in my time."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Well then, after the life support, do you want to play with our beast? Johanson, my old Navigator, used to spend a lot of time with it and he was pretty clever, so familiarize yourself with it. I don’t believe we’ve ever done a joint jump before so it might be worth going over the co–ordinations.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Next is . . . ," she pauses for a while in thought as Darishun finally arrives.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I am sorry for the delay. The starboard corridor was far too crowded with cargo to fit me through. I came as quickly as I could but was oh so careful not to damage any of the supplies." He looks around and decides to stay where he is in the doorway. The room wasn’t large enough for him to find a clear spot and no matter where else he stood, his tail would end up dangerously close to machinery.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"It’s amazing how much cargo these little traders can fit, every available space filled. It’s like a glottal beast whose eyes are bigger than it’s stomach, always eating too much. I’m surprised that the cargo bay isn’t amalgamated into a single . . . What? Oh, OK, I’ll be quiet."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Martha smiles at him as if he were a puppy chastised for being playful. "In that case, we can do something about that. Would you break down two of the staterooms in the port forward section? Once that’s done, would you be so kind as to move the cargo that gets in your way in the corridors into the space that gives us? That way you will be able to move around the ship at least."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Darishun slightly cocks his massive head to one side and looks at Martha a little quizzically before saying, "Perhaps it would work just as well to leave the staterooms as they are in case we need them and just move the bare minimum of cargo? Some of the cargo is a little in the way for me, but not much more so than these teeny tiny corridors as they are. I think that I can move enough supplies from the port and starboard cargo locks to provide tolerable clearance and stuff them into one stateroom. In particular, it would appear that this area is a little cramped for me anyway, so it seems unlikely that you'll want me in here too often." Darishun winks, and then continues, "In any case, I’d best be off."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Darishun looks around for a moment, and then gingerly starts backing out of the engineering section down the long corridor. A little after he disappears from view, a low thump is heard followed by a very, very soft "Oops."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Martha smiles again and shakes her head. "OK, next. Vargas. You said you were ex-scout, would you give me a hand with the J-Drive overhaul? With two of us, we might be able to meet the deadline."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Sounds good to me," says Vargas, "and by the way, it's 'former scout' never 'ex-scout'."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">With that he turns and begins to look over the Jump Drive.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Swann takes a quick look at the others, then says, "Well, I guess I’ll get right on the life support. And when I’m through with that, I’ll take a look at the comps."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">He gets the appropriate tools and heads for the maintenance access hatch for the life support system, just off the starboard passageway.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">At that the intercom chimed and Argent’s voice echoed through the ship. "Twenty-three hours left to jump stations, time is a ticking."</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shadowdancer, post: 1237614, member: 515"] [center][size=4]Chapter III[/size][/center] [b]Date: 109-993[/b] [b]Location: Aboard the [i]Bray Keaven[/i], in orbit around Sentry.[/b] [font=Verdana][size=2]The two groups troop out leaving Argent alone in the crew lounge with his thoughts.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Martha heads straight for the drive room with the other three in tow. The narrowness of the passage interferes with any chance of conversation. Once at the port drive room, she sits down on the floor leaning against one of the control consoles, her young face lined with fatigue.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I suppose since Cap’ns said to, I’ll wave a baton. Swann, you said you’re good with mech/elec stuff. Do you want to have a go at the life support? It was virtually dormant and now we’ve dumped a big load on it; run it up and see how it goes. It’s been pretty good so I don’t expect any surprises. Who’s good with computers?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]After a short pause, Swann coughs. "I believe I’m not a total loser when it comes to them. I’ve cut a little code in my time."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Well then, after the life support, do you want to play with our beast? Johanson, my old Navigator, used to spend a lot of time with it and he was pretty clever, so familiarize yourself with it. I don’t believe we’ve ever done a joint jump before so it might be worth going over the co–ordinations.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Next is . . . ," she pauses for a while in thought as Darishun finally arrives.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I am sorry for the delay. The starboard corridor was far too crowded with cargo to fit me through. I came as quickly as I could but was oh so careful not to damage any of the supplies." He looks around and decides to stay where he is in the doorway. The room wasn’t large enough for him to find a clear spot and no matter where else he stood, his tail would end up dangerously close to machinery.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"It’s amazing how much cargo these little traders can fit, every available space filled. It’s like a glottal beast whose eyes are bigger than it’s stomach, always eating too much. I’m surprised that the cargo bay isn’t amalgamated into a single . . . What? Oh, OK, I’ll be quiet."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Martha smiles at him as if he were a puppy chastised for being playful. "In that case, we can do something about that. Would you break down two of the staterooms in the port forward section? Once that’s done, would you be so kind as to move the cargo that gets in your way in the corridors into the space that gives us? That way you will be able to move around the ship at least."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Darishun slightly cocks his massive head to one side and looks at Martha a little quizzically before saying, "Perhaps it would work just as well to leave the staterooms as they are in case we need them and just move the bare minimum of cargo? Some of the cargo is a little in the way for me, but not much more so than these teeny tiny corridors as they are. I think that I can move enough supplies from the port and starboard cargo locks to provide tolerable clearance and stuff them into one stateroom. In particular, it would appear that this area is a little cramped for me anyway, so it seems unlikely that you'll want me in here too often." Darishun winks, and then continues, "In any case, I’d best be off."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Darishun looks around for a moment, and then gingerly starts backing out of the engineering section down the long corridor. A little after he disappears from view, a low thump is heard followed by a very, very soft "Oops."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Martha smiles again and shakes her head. "OK, next. Vargas. You said you were ex-scout, would you give me a hand with the J-Drive overhaul? With two of us, we might be able to meet the deadline."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Sounds good to me," says Vargas, "and by the way, it's 'former scout' never 'ex-scout'."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]With that he turns and begins to look over the Jump Drive.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Swann takes a quick look at the others, then says, "Well, I guess I’ll get right on the life support. And when I’m through with that, I’ll take a look at the comps."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]He gets the appropriate tools and heads for the maintenance access hatch for the life support system, just off the starboard passageway.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]At that the intercom chimed and Argent’s voice echoed through the ship. "Twenty-three hours left to jump stations, time is a ticking."[/size][/font] [/QUOTE]
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