Yesterday, 10:27 PM
Luraim followed Khasim to the science lab, looking much more at home in this environment compared to the observation lounge. Their ocular implants were fixed on Khasim for the time being, temporarily resisting the urge to study every piece of equipment.
Moments later, the doors slid open once again to reveal Slav with an anti-grav sled in tow. “One duridium container, Lieutenant,” he announced. He stood by with a curious look in his eye, seemingly not bold enough to ask for an explanation.
Luraim, too, seemed anxious for an explanation. “Duridium, you said? This is the key to safely disposing of rianite? Is it rare?”
== For Khasim ==
Samira could think of a few solutions for bonding the rianite to dilithium, though most of them were better suited to a proper processing plant, rather than aboard a starship. One viable option would be to merge the patterns of both compounds using the ship’s transport buffer. The timing would need to be calibrated very precisely, though, or the results could be explosive.
Moments later, the doors slid open once again to reveal Slav with an anti-grav sled in tow. “One duridium container, Lieutenant,” he announced. He stood by with a curious look in his eye, seemingly not bold enough to ask for an explanation.
Luraim, too, seemed anxious for an explanation. “Duridium, you said? This is the key to safely disposing of rianite? Is it rare?”
== For Khasim ==
Samira could think of a few solutions for bonding the rianite to dilithium, though most of them were better suited to a proper processing plant, rather than aboard a starship. One viable option would be to merge the patterns of both compounds using the ship’s transport buffer. The timing would need to be calibrated very precisely, though, or the results could be explosive.