Sharah sighed and looked at the total catastrophe she had created in front of her. She was never going to get this thing converted. The man she purchased it from said it was an easy thing to do. She’d asked him to take care of it before hand but he said he didn’t have the parts and couldn’t get them before she left Earth. Now she was stuck with this....this....useless item. She sighed unhappily. She’d singed her finger tips more times than she could count. She’d finally stopped using the dermal regenerator when she hurt herself, leaving the singed tips alone would make a callous and maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much the next time.

And of course forgetting the thing in front of her....there were the other parts to go with it, and one vital piece was missing. She huffed as she boxed it all back up when an idea come to her. Tabris! Of course! She looked at the time. Joseph wasn’t due to be off shift for awhile. She grabbed the box and headed down the corridor and taking the turbolift several decks down she stepped out and soon was outside his door. When it opened she shoved the box at him. “Tabris you have to help me! I’ve ruined it most likely, but maybe you can fix it?”
Lt. jg Fayth, CSO