<USS Avalon> Rescue and Insult (JP)
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- Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 21:50:57 -0500
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"Rescue and Insult"
by
Admiral Keith D.C. Ketchum, CPA CinC and CO, /USS Avalon/
Captain Skyler, XO, /USS Avalon/
Lieutenant K'etrall, acting Chief Engineer, /USS Avalon/ **
Lieutenant Alexis Cazook, doctor from SB12, currently aboard /USS
Avalon/ **
Lieutenant Moreya, Chief Scientific Studies Officer, /USS Avalon/
Ensign Talea Genot Erridim, incoming Chief of Operations, /USS Avalon/
Sergeant Walker Texas Ranger, Security, /USS Avalon/
Cialra/Claire, MI, Regellian Rescue Corps Shuttle /Baron l'Orange/ **
(if I missed someone, my apologies; star indicates NPC, two for SNPC.)
(SNPC: Special Non-Player Character; run by specific player(s))
Time: Sometime after "Leaving Izar"
Location: /USS Avalon/-C's Bridge
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The ship moved through the undocking process without difficulty. The
/Avalon/-C was finally on her way. Sitting next to Keith, Skyler
wondered what was in store for this new ship and her crew. Looking over
at tactical, she wondered if James had gotten a lock on that signal yet.
"James, what is the status of that signal?"
James nodded. "Got it locked on. Bringing it in now, to Shuttlebay Two,
which has more room for a vessel of its apparent size, ma'am."
Sitting in her chair again, she tapped some buttons on the arm console.
"Engineering and Sickbay, this is Captain Skyler. Your presence is
required in the shuttlebay immediately!" Standing to leave the Bridge,
Skyler looked at Keith. "I will give you an update as soon as I know
what is going on." Crossing the Bridge, she entered the lift and made
her way to the shuttlebay. Leaning against the wall, she wondered what
in the hell was going on.
Alexis Cazook was sitting behind her desk going over crew physicals when
she heard the message. Getting up and repositioning her bifocals, she
grabbed an emergency medical kit and ran to the nearest lift. "What
could be going on in the shuttlebay?" she muttered to herself. K'etrall,
the acting Chief Engineer, joined her in the lift. "Any idea what is
going on, Lieutenant K'etrall?"
The half Klingon woman looked at the doctor and muttered something
indistinguishable. "I have no idea, I was simply minding my own business
when I got the call."
As their lift stopped, the two women exited, reaching the shuttlebay
doors at the same time as Skyler.
All three waited until the shuttlebay was repressurized before entering.
Once the banged-up shuttle was settled into place, the doors opened,
allowing the three to enter.
"What the hell kind of shuttle is that?" Skyler asked no one in particular.
Alexis immediately got out her tricorder and started scanning for life
signs. She wasn't sure what she would find, considering the condition of
the shuttle.
Putting her hand out, Skyler stopped the doctor. "Let's make sure there
is no residual radiation or anything else that might contaminate us.
Lieutenant, could you please check out the shuttle?"
Before K'etrall could respond, a bay technical crew arrived. "Ma'am? We
detected no radiation of any sort from it during tractor ops."
Muttering under her breath, K'etrall commented, "Sure, give me all the
dirty work. Check this, do this, fetch this. I'm a Klingon, not some
damn pet Targ." Still, she moved closer and her Betazoid half started to
sense something.
Skyler looked at the tech. "Did you check it for microbes and other such
goodies?"
Ensign Harra chuckled. "Well, not yet, ma'am. We'll get right on it. If
I recall my reading correctly, if the life-pod is a full-stasis type,
you won't see any life sign until the pod begins to cycle back to normal."
Glaring at the Ensign, Skyler sternly told her to check it out and get
the shuttle cycled. "There may be a body in there and I would like to
get it out ASAP! That is, of course, if it is okay with you?"
Harra saluted before barking orders to her group, who began working the
detail. She commented, "Would help if we get the hatch open first, yes?
Preferably without damaging the shuttle." She flashed a quick grin
before trying an ancient Terran open code, which was four presses of the
green key. There was an instant triple-beep.
One of her crew grumbled, "The text on the ship looks Oriental, but I
can read or at least recognize all the Terran Oriental scripts. This I
can't make heads or tails out of. Definitely pictographic in nature,
though."
Captain Skyler snapped, "Well, is there anyone on your crew who can
figure it out? We don't have a great deal of time."
Harra shook her head before she had an idea. "What if..." She then
tapped her combadge. "Harra to Sergeant Ranger. Mind coming to
Shuttlebay Two?"
One of her co-workers joked, "Maybe it's a tonal key."
One of the others, not amused at all, did the first bar of the /Dragnet/
theme to the shuttle responding with another triple-tone. "What the
hell... you might be right, bright boy."
Another, thinking he knew the code now, did the five-tone sequence from
/Close Encounters of the Third Kind/ to another triple-tone. "Damn."
Nobody had yet noticed the keypad flashing the colors as the notes
occurred, either. More than one had noticed the relatively large size of
the keys, and wondered why they were so big. The reason was simply the
fact that the shuttle class was sometimes used as a rescue vessel or bus
for those in spacesuits.
"On my way," Walker responded as he reversed his patrol course and
started for the noted bay. Minutes later, he entered the bay and looked
around. "You called?"
Skyler looked at the marine as he entered. "You called a marine to
figure this out? What about those sounds and lights? What do they mean?"
Ensign Harra waved him over and said in partial explanation, "Know
anything about this shuttle-type? Nobody here's ever seen the danged
thing, and it's not responding to what would logically be the code to
open the outer hatch!" Her tone was beginning to show her aggravation.
"Even worse, it seems to also respond to tonal commands!"
Stepping closer, Walker blinked. "What's a Regellian rescue bus doing
out this way?"
"A what?" Skyler replied.
"That's one of my people's rescue vessels." Walker stepped closer to the
hatch. "Though they have been occasionally used as transports."
Harra shook her head. "Ok. How do you get the darned thing open, then?
It responds to all-green with a triple-tone."
Skyler grumbled, "Well, we picked up a distress call saying life support
was failing and we don't know how long it's been out there."
Looking to the Captain, Walker asked, "May I?"
Looking back at the marine, Skyler nodded her approval.
Grinning to the group, Walker pressed what he thought was the tune to
Beethoven's Fifth, looking confused as it triple-toned as well. Pausing,
he stared at the keypad. "Oh, I know what happened." Chuckling, Walker
keyed it correctly and the hatch began opening, protesting slightly with
several squeaks as it did so.
Skyler muttered darkly, "Okay, so what is so funny about all of this,
Sergeant?"
"I didn't say anything, ma'am." Walker looked back to the Captain.
"I believe you chuckled and said quote, "Oh, I know what happened,"
Sergeant." Her tone was now forbidding.
"I mistyped a command the first time," Walker shrugged.
Skyler doubted him, but she wasn't going to argue at this time. "Ok,
Doc. She's all yours."
Harra blinked. "Hey! That's the first four notes Beethoven's Fifth
Symphony! Why on Earth would a Regellian vessel respond to that?"
Alexis took her tricorder and began scanning the shuttle. "I am
detecting very faint life signs. One humanoid. I won't know much more
until we get whoever is in there out."
"You'd have to ask our King and ship designers." Walker shrugged, "It's
been that way since well before I was born."
One of the others shrugged. "Guess whoever designed it likes Terran
classical music."
Walker grinned and stepped away from the hatch to give it clearance to
finish opening. The hatch screeched but opened fully, only to confront
them with another, deeper inside the vessel. Harra just grumbled,
"Shoulda figured it was an /airlock/!"
Skyler was getting frustrated. "Well, can someone please open the damn
airlock already?!"
"Rescue bus," Walker chuckled. "Mainly used for 'suited' rescues or
spacewalks, so an airlock is a necessity." He entered and keyed the
second hatch. This time, the hatch just opened without any protest at
all as the ship's systems recognized it was safe to open both hatches.
Unholstering his phaser just in case, Walker held it in-line with his
hip as he entered. The interior was almost pitch-black, and nearly
twenty degrees colder than the bay, apparently due to the period of not
being heated. There was absolutely no sound, other than the sounds of
the boarding party's motion.
Poking her head out of the hatch, K'etrall looked at Harra. "You don't
happen to have some lights handy, do you?'
Skyler suddenly got a thought. Tapping her combadge, she stated calmly,
"Lieutenant Moreya, could you report to the shuttlebay immediately?"
Alexis commented, "And something to warm it up in here."
Harra nodded and turned toward the hatch. "Bill! Grab three handlights!
Pass 'em in!" On turning aft, she blinked, uncertain of what she was
seeing. She'd suddenly spotted a very, very faint light further aft.
"What's that, Sergeant?" What she was seeing was the status display to
the right of the active life pod, which was on night-dim mode.
The Captain stated, her vocal tones slightly frosty, "Sergeant Ranger,
is it? You seem to know a lot about this craft. Perhaps you could assist
in getting it back online?"
Turning, Walker scanned the shuttle, finally spotting the display and
what it was attached to. "A life pod?" Arching an eyebrow, he approached
it cautiously. 'Wonder why it didn't fire?' Glancing back at the
Captain, Walker smiled softly. "I should hope so. I am Regellian.
Unfortunately, I don't have a lick of Engineering skill."
Skyler, seeing progress, so attempting to control her impatience, asked,
"Do you think you can talk my engineer through the procedure?"
As they worked their way back, Harra tripped over a case, barely
catching herself against the bulkhead. Ticked off, she shouted,
"Somebody get those blasted handlights in! /Move/!"
K'etrall was inside the shuttle, trying to get used to the darkness and
chill. "I haven't seen anything like this before."
"Not likely, but give me a moment and I'll attempt it." Walker continued
toward the pod. As the on-scene security officer, he needed to assure
the safety of the crew.
Harra tossed over her shoulder, "Sir, it's because the systems are
apparently all offline."
When he got to the life pod, there was a muted flash as the window lit,
revealing a woman within. Due to the bluish coloration of the light
because of the stasis field, it was hard to tell what she actually
looked like or even if she were alive.
The shuttlebay door slid open and Moreya entered. Her long legs and
quick stride brought her quickly to the damaged shuttle and the people
around it. "This is the source of the distress call we received?"
One of the bay crew nodded. "Shuttle's seen better days, but is
repairable, I think." He then handed her three handlights. "Mind
carrying those in?"
Skyler turned around and looked at Moreya as she entered the shuttle
proper. "Yes it is. It is apparently a Regellian life pod. At the
moment, everything appears to be offline."
"Actually, Captain, it's a rescue shuttle named the /Baron l'Orange/."
Walker gestured to the occupied pod. "/That/ is a life pod."
"What about the crew?" Moreya stepped closer to the life pod that Walker
had pointed out.
"Well, can you talk my engineer through opening the life pod or should
she try it on her own?"
"Just a moment while I check the viability of the pod itself."
Holstering his phaser, Walker walked over to access the display. The
moment he touched the display's keypad, the unit chimed, then a lovely
voice spoke. "This pod has been active for just over twenty-one
Regellian hours." The display showed the energy remaining was 97%, but
since the data was in Regellian as well, this wasn't readily apparent to
anyone except Walker, unless they noticed the bar that also showed it
graphically.
Alexis was pacing and muttering, her bifocals now hanging around her
neck. "Someone needs to do something fast, or we may lose whoever is
inside, if they aren't already dead."
Moreya tried to match Alexis' pacing and reassure the worried doctor as
she recognized the pod-type from her studies. "Don't worry, Doctor.
These life pods keep their occupants in stasis. As long as there is
energy to the pod, which it looks like there is, whoever is inside is
quite safe."
"Status of occupant?" Walker stated softly, wondering if the pod
actually had a computer AI.
The same lovely voice stated, "Occupant was alive and reasonably well at
the time stasis was initiated."
Harra passed out the other two handlights, then set hers to increase to
full over ten seconds before initiating the mini-program with the light
pointed to the deck. As the light increased, the fact there were three
cases and four duffels was revealed. "So /that/'s what I tripped over!"
She was clearly not happy with this new development. More than one
noticed a second, unoccupied lifepod on the opposite wall as well.
"Viability of reviving occupant without medical assist?" Walker looked
back at Harra's statement. "At least one of those looks like a sword case."
There was a dry chuckle. "A hundred percent, but knowing the code is the
key, young man."
Blinking at the AI's audacity, Walker pressed in the sequence as he knew
it, for Beethoven's Fifth again.
"Oh, /drat/." There was the sound of a finger-snap. "You /knew/ it."
There was another chuckle. "Stand back! Stand back!" The primary
response from the pod was a significant lessening and shifting of the
color of the light as the stasis field began to fade during the revival
process.
"Silly. You should have known I'm Regellian." Walker grinned and stepped
back.
Two minutes later, as three others began working on restoring power to
the shuttle, the pod chimed loudly in warning, then the hatch clanked
before it began to open with a sudden discharge of white vapor as the
pressure equalized.
As the hatch locked open, one of those who were working on the shuttle
looked back at the pale, pale lady in black who had been revealed. "Dang
if she's not an ice princess!" As if in response, there was a deep groan
from the lady in the pod.
Skyler turned to look at the tech that had spoken. "Ensign, you will
remove yourself from this bay immediately and you will consider yourself
on report."
The man looked chagrined, nodded once and edged toward the door with a
softly spoken, "Yes ma'am."
A very, very weak voice asked from the pod, "Who rescued?" The words
were in Regellian, but everyone detected the anxiety in the tone.
Turning to the pod, Walker replied in the same language, "Peace. You're
aboard the Federation vessel /Avalon/." Looking to the Captain, he asked
in Federation Standard, "Captain?"
Talea responded in Regellian, "Oh...Creator. Praise the One Creator!"
Her voice was still very weak, and there was more than a hint of nausea
evident now, but also a strong sense of relief.
Skyler moved closer to the now-open pod. "I am Captain Skyler of the
/USS Avalon/. You are aboard a Federation ship. You are safe now and we
will make sure that you are taken care of medically as well. Do you
require anything special at the moment?"
Talea smiled and responded in Federation Standard that was lightly
accented, but with a pleasant sound to it. "Yes. Thank the Creator for
that. I was afraid I'd be rescued, and I use the term /lightly/, by
slavers... or /worse/." She then said quietly, "The anti-nausea drugs
typically administered to those recovering from stasis, but please be
careful? Terran anti-nausea drugs would /cause/ it in me." At that
moment, the pod injected her in the palm with something and she jumped
in surprise. "Creator above!"
"May I ask your name?" Walker looked back to the pod. Best to see how
much the person remembered.
Suddenly, as one of the engineering personnel reset three breakers,
several systems came up at once. Lights, life-support and the music
system all activated at the same instant, with welcome heat flooding
into the shuttle's interior.
"Computer, cut music; lower lights to forty-five percent." Walker called
quickly. The response was exactly what he'd requested.
She closed her eyes and shuddered delicately before answering, "Tal--
Talea Genot Erridim." The way she pronounced her middle name had a J
sound at the beginning and the second syllable emphasized, with the T
silent.
So they were on equal footing, Walker smiled and introduced himself
before asking his next question. "Walker T. Ranger. What caused your
need for stasis?"
She then said, "Last thing I remember is the life-support
failure-imminent alarm screaming as the pod activated."
"Check for sensor records," Walker glanced to the group still working on
the systems.
She said quietly, "Got hit by something that was fast enough to evade
the deflector shields."
"We'll figure it out," Walker pondered for a moment.
She said quietly, "Who called me an ice-princess?" Her voice was still
weak, but was slightly stronger now. She didn't dare shake her head, but
she then asked, "Someone get my orders PADD out of the pod's storage
compartment?" She had heard it click open, but wasn't sure if anyone had
noticed yet.
"Never you worry about the comment." Walker smiled and knelt to look
through the compartment. "He's already been dealt with."
The fact was, she was so dizzy that she dared not attempt to move. The
room seemed to spin madly at the slightest movement. She muttered,
"Dizzy. Why so dizzy?" She closed her eyes, which seemed to only
intensify the problem, so she hastily opened them again.
Moving closer to the pod, Alexis caught her first sight of the
passenger. "I am Doctor Alexis Cazook. I am going to give you something
for the dizziness, if that is okay with you?"
Talea almost nodded, but thought better of it just in time. "Yes! I dare
not move right now for the dizziness it causes." She hoped the doctor
knew Regellians reacted backward from humans with most drugs.
Getting the hypo out of the medikit, Alexis dialed in a combination of
glucose and a non-Terran anti-nausea drug. She pressed the hypo against
the woman's neck and waited for a response. Meanwhile, Skyler was
watching all that had happened and was becoming somewhat impressed with
the marine. She didn't dare tell him that, or his head would get even
bigger.
Clearing the compartment, Walker held up the PADD. "Got it." Standing,
he offered it to the Captain.
To Talea's immense relief, the dizziness faded first to tolerable before
it all but disappeared. This told her that food and rest would correct
what was left. She then said quietly, "Good. Should contain my entire
service jacket and current orders set." She shakily put a palm to her
forehead. "Got orders to be in Ops here."
Taking the PADD, Skyler skimmed over it. 'Interesting.' "Talea, it says
here that you are to be the new Chief Ops officer onboard this ship.
Welcome aboard, even though it was through the most unexpected way
possible."
Running her tricorder over Talea, Alexis was trying to get some kind of
baseline. "How are you feeling now?"
Talea smiled slightly. "Someone help me up, please?" She was dressed in
deep-black RSMC BDUs with the proper First Lieutenant Senior Grade rank
bars on the collar of the bright-white turtleneck denoting unassigned
personnel. "Much better, thank you, Doctor. I believe food and rest will
correct the rest."
"I am sure they will, but if you don't mind, I would prefer if you would
come to Sickbay for a more thorough check-up. It won't take long, and
the ship isn't leaving Izar's vicinity just yet."
Talea chuckled, a rich sound, before trying to lever herself out of the
pod, only to find she didn't have the upper-body strength back yet to do
so, even from the thirty-degree back-tilt of the pod. "Blast. Someone
help me, please."
Looking at Talea's uniform and back at the orders, it appeared that she
was taking a demotion of sorts to serve on the /Avalon/. Skyler said in
apology, "If I am not mistaken, your rank on this vessel is going to be
Ensign. I know that isn't going to make you all that happy."
K'etrall was standing nearby, so she reached in and used her body
strength to help Talea out of the pod. She waited until the woman was
steady on her feet before letting go.
Talea shrugged once she was steady again. "Command's decisions don't
always make sense. One either accepts this or goes insane from the
illogic of some of their more arcane mistakes, Captain. I can and will
deal with it." She then bowed to the Klingon woman before saying softly
with a genuine smile, "Thank you, Lieutenant." She privately wondered,
though, whether she actually had the strength to walk to wherever
Sickbay was.
K'etrall bowed as well and replied, "You're welcome." She then returned
to examining the shuttle and the pod.
Alexis stood next to Talea and stated, "Computer, two to beam to
Sickbay." Before anyone could reply, both Talea and Alexis had
disappeared in the beam of the transporter.
Talea, startled by the unexpected beaming, almost reacted incorrectly
with a defensive move, but held back by main force, although doing so
drained her dangerously once more.
Upon their arrival in Sickbay, Alexis helped Talea onto the nearest
biobed, which began to read her life signs. "I am going to give you
another injection to help with your dizziness and weakness. I think it
is going to take a day or two before you are back to full strength."
Talea nodded. "I fear you are correct. Stasis hurts like the very Pits
when you're coming up out of it, too. Why wasn't I told this?" This was
more a rhetorical question than one addressed to the doctor, but the
tone didn't make this clear.
Doctor Cazook was doing her best to stabilize Talea as she considered
the question's answer. "I have no idea why you weren't told about the
effects of stasis. However, you will recover in a few days. When you are
steadier, I will release you to your quarters. I am afraid that for now,
you are going to be a visitor in our Sickbay."
Talea smiled gently at the doctor. "You may be surprised, Doctor. We
Regellians heal quickly when we have the energy to do so."
"Actually, Talea, not much surprises me these days. At my age, it seems
that I have seen just about everything. I am still going to insist that
you spend at least one night in Sickbay. That way I can better monitor
your condition and get some baseline information for your file."
Talea smiled. "Very well, Doctor. I am very glad to be in good hands."
She, in fact, didn't want to even think of what she would have endured
under slavers; it would make even the abuse she had endured at the hands
of her father and brothers seem as nothing, and she knew it. Beautiful
women rarely went anywhere except the less savory "trades" within the
slave trade, after all.
Back in the shuttlebay, Skyler looked at Sergeant Ranger. "Sergeant, I
would like to thank you for your assistance in this matter. It would
seem that I misjudged you. For that, I apologize. If you could perhaps
at some point give me and the Admiral a brief rundown on your species, I
would appreciate it."
Walker smiled. "It'd be a pleasure. With your permission, I'd like to
try something?"
Skyler looked curiously at him. "What is it that you would like to try?"
Switching to Regellian, so as not to confuse the Starfleet core, Walker
called softly, "Computer. What is your designation? Respond in
Federation Standard, please."
The MI chuckled. "Cialra, although I /do/ respond to Claire." This was
obviously the same voice that had teased Walker about the code.
Walker grinned. "Thank you."
Skyler watched as Walker talked to the computer. She decided she would
give it a try and see what would happen. "Claire, exactly where were you
headed before you encountered whatever hit you?"
Cialra noted this and responded by appearing through the door, figuring
the Captain may prefer to speak to a person. Her avatar was 5' 7" tall
and nice-looking, but not beautiful by either Terran or Regellian
standards. "We were on course, Lady Captain, for this vessel. The strike
merely knocked out all systems, apparently without altering the course
of this vessel. I am relieved, as my response and maneuvering systems
were knocked out by the hit. All I had left were the subsystems on the
pod itself until the problem was fixed."
'This is definitely different,' Skyler thought. "Can you tell what
damage was done to you, so that my engineering staff may work to repair
you?"
Cialra shrugged slightly. "I cannot be certain at present; some systems
I require to be in contact with the proper systems are not yet restored.
From the current speed of restoration, it appears that the
circuit-breaker box may have been the most affected of all." She then
stated, "Many Regellians prefer Terran music, particularly
classical-period and early to middle-era rock and roll. Surprises you, I
expect." She smiled slightly. "You don't seem as surprised as I expected
when I walked in as an avatar. Why is this?"
Looking at Cialra, Skyler replied in an even tone, "How can we go about
repairing this breaker box so that your systems can begin restoring
themselves?"
Cialra blinked. "Forgive me." She blushed slightly, then said, "Tell the
engineering staff to pull breaker number 35-3023; its circuit is now
de-energized. Replication of sufficient breakers to replace the damaged
ones should suffice."
"Well, Claire, in my time aboard the /Avalon/, I have seen quite a few
things stranger than you appearing as an avatar. A ship as different and
more advanced than our regular shuttles was bound to have something come
popping out of the hatch. It was just a matter of what. Now, had you
appeared as a monster or some alien creature, I might have been more
shocked."
Cialra started chuckling. "Good thing Talea's not a Mutarian. That may
have been a real surprise to you."
Skyler stated, "Lieutenant K'etrall, you heard the woman. Pull breaker
35-3023, replicate the needed parts and reinstall them."
Walker grinned quickly at Cialra's comment, but controlled his features
before the Captain noticed.
K'etrall just nodded and proceeded to follow the instructions. Once she
had replicated the needed parts, she replaced the damaged breakers, ran
her scanner over them and stood back after flipping them to the On
positions as Cialra waited for the inevitable question, uncertain this
lady would ask it.
"Just what /is/ a Mutarian?" Skyler wasn't sure if she wanted to know,
but her curiosity had gotten the best of her.
Cialra felt the circuits make back up in a jolt of near-ecstasy, but
recovered quickly after issuing orders to the repair systems she could
once more see and hear reports from. "Captain, a Mutarian is a shape
shifting being; their native form is that of an octopod with four eyes
with full-circle vision. They are not from the Dominion, and, in fact,
hate the Founders with a passion far past anything you have ever
experienced. They have never explained the reasons." She then said
quietly, "Lieutenant K'etrall, all you need do now is place waste
materials or debris against the hull where the repair systems can
scavenge atoms. Thank you!"
Deciding that the shuttle and its AI were in good hands, Skyler moved
off to the side. Tapping her combadge, she called the bridge. "Captain
Skyler to Admiral Ketchum. Our new OPS officer has arrived. She is
currently in Sickbay under the care of Doctor Cazook. I will be back up
to the Bridge to give you a full report shortly."
"Understood, Skyler. I will await your report. Ketchum out."
K'etrall looked at the avatar with dismay. "You want me to repair your
shuttle with debris and waste? That doesn't make any sense."
Cialra smiled, shaking her head. "I forget sometimes." She then
explained. "This vessel is equipped with nanite-based repair systems
that repair down to the atomic level. A vessel with such systems is very
difficult indeed to destroy." She then explained. "When the breaker box
was damaged, I lost command-control of those systems, and they, by
design, shut down." She considered things for a long moment. "Nearly
everything seems to be all right. What isn't can be corrected with
additional materials for the repair systems to work with."
K'etrall looked around the shuttlebay, located some debris and placed it
against the damaged areas. She wasn't sure it would work, but then this
entire situation was extremely different.
Cialra appeared in the airlock, which was as far as she dared move
without knowing the bay's holoemitter status. "That will certainly help.
Thank you." She smiled. As before with Talea, the smile was of genuine
appreciation. "You have done me a great service this day, Lieutenant
K'etrall. This will not be forgotten."
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