USS Manhattan
Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering
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She looked over her shoulder and grinned at him slightly. “I think we’re doing alright on that front so far. ” Calloway gestured to the creates and stuff. “If you don’t mind setting that stuff into our open crate, I’m about done here for the night. And thank you for the help. Sometimes I get caught up in the work and hours go by. Our chat at least reminded me that there other considerations to keep in mind. Like sleep. That might be good soon.” She knew he hadn’t been engaged in anything critically important or else he wouldn’t have come down here in the first place.
~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist
“You got it, Boss.” he said with a smile and set everything inside and closed the lid. “Sleep is a good idea. I’ve got another hour or so, then I have to get something to eat. Then sleep. And then up at it again tomorrow.” Looking around, he said “Are you good getting all of this out of here? I don’t want boxes cluttering up my super-cool ‘Everything had gone to crap’ bridge.” and he chuckled.
Cochrane, CO
Faye surveyed the crates. “Yeah, I’ll manage probably. I can use an anti-grav, which…” She moved over to the the side of the command chair to where it had been leaning against the chair, hiding in plain sight. “I have here.” She set it down and moved one of the two larger crates on to it.
Moving over to the crate he had closed, she inputted a code and locked it. “Glad I’m not the only one who has a tough time keeping any sort of reasonable routine. I think I might have eaten dinner, but it’s entirely possible I’ve forgotten. For the most part, as long as I am in my quarters half an hour before I go to sleep, everything is all good.”
~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist
Cochrane chuckled and then said “Well if you haven’t eaten and I haven’t eaten, I think the time has come. You pick. Lounge or Officer’s Mess? Either way, you are going to eat and then sleep. Same goes for me. Captain’s orders.”
Cochrane, CO
Faye snapped off a salute with two fingers. From anybody else, it might have just been a rote action, something out of habit. But for Faye, who generally disliked any forced displays of subservience to authority, it would likely come off as more cheeky than anything. But it didn’t make it any less sincere. “Mess is fine with me. I’m only going to have some soup.”
Prepping the crates on the anti-grav unit, Calloway moved out of the aux bridge.
A few minutes and decks later, they arrived at Deck 13 and Science Lab 2. Faye entered her codes to open the door and pulled the crates in. “I’d store these in the cargo bay, but I’ll be needing them tomorrow anyway.”
Inside the lab, at first it might appear to be chaotic, but it was not messy in the standard sense. Organized chaos would have been an apt description. She had stacks of crates on one wall, and the independent computer core was open and had cabling hooked up that led to other components tucked neatly on the floor immediately below it. If anyone had asked her, Faye probably would describe it like her mind. It had to have some structure in order to keep her functioning reasonably but the rest was very free-form.
~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist