10-16-2024, 10:09 PM
Jaein could tell that his attempt at levity in telling Crawford his qualifications hadn't exactly had the desired effect. She'd appreciated what he said, obviously, but she seemed almost a little gloomy after he spoke. I wonder if I should've been a little more serious, he thought, but didn't dwell on it. There wasn't exactly a lot of point in dwelling on what had happened, after all.
And besides, his console chose that moment to beep at him that the diagnostics he'd wanted to run were complete.
He turned and looked, and was glad to note that, as he'd reported earlier, everything was still showing green across the board. However, there was a niggling little power issue near the cargo bays. Nothing that would keep them from flying - it was probably just an EPS junction that wasn't quite installed correctly, or had some manufacturing defect - but it was enough to show up on the report. He made a note to head down there to fix it once they were under way.
Before he could do much more, though, the turbolift opened and their new FO appeared. The most dour-looking Denobulan he'd ever seen walked in, an impression which was only confirmed after the man opened his mouth to report in. How he wound up here was a question he'd have to ask the Prophets, and he doubted they'd give him an answer. At least we're about to launch, he thought, and sat back in his chair and waited to see where the road would take them.
And besides, his console chose that moment to beep at him that the diagnostics he'd wanted to run were complete.
He turned and looked, and was glad to note that, as he'd reported earlier, everything was still showing green across the board. However, there was a niggling little power issue near the cargo bays. Nothing that would keep them from flying - it was probably just an EPS junction that wasn't quite installed correctly, or had some manufacturing defect - but it was enough to show up on the report. He made a note to head down there to fix it once they were under way.
Before he could do much more, though, the turbolift opened and their new FO appeared. The most dour-looking Denobulan he'd ever seen walked in, an impression which was only confirmed after the man opened his mouth to report in. How he wound up here was a question he'd have to ask the Prophets, and he doubted they'd give him an answer. At least we're about to launch, he thought, and sat back in his chair and waited to see where the road would take them.