Baumann made his way to Engineering, a chip in his pocket and a form in his hand. Walking in, he saw the swirl of activity normally associated with the place kicked up to eleven. He grabbed the arm of a passing tech and said “The Chief Engineer. Where are they?” and the tech waved in a somewhat general direction and walked off. Baumann walked on, and soon found the engineer deep in the inner bowels of a piece of the ship.

“Mr. Bohannon!” he called and waited for a response.

Baumann, Intel