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“Thank you. Right then, I’ll have someone show you the way back to the Transporter Room…” said Glen.

=/\= Aye ma’am, stand by..=/\= came a female voice. A second later a blue transporter pattern field engulfed Andone and she vanished from sight.

”…or you could just leave from the Bridge,” Glen said to the empty space. “I guess that’s what you call technology?”

=/\= Engineering. This is Captain Glen. I need force-field emitters that are mobile, and modified to a frequency range of 10.38 Giga Cycles off their normal operating parameters. Placed wherever we see these ‘ghost’-like localised space-time anomalies, they ought to reduce the field area of effect. =/\=

Glen sat back in his seat. The Bridge seemed very empty. Bre was off giving birth. Kord was down in the shuttle bay creating his bomb with Mthunzi. The CSO and acting CE were dealing with the Boron particle. His navigator had not returned from the meeting and Kord had still not sent him a replacement Helm, as he had requested.

With those orders given, Glen could turn to if he wanted on a side panel watch the work going on with Trainor in the other thread, almost 12 minutes passed as the man worked jury rigging something together from pieces of an opertions tool kit, a futuristic scanner device of his own, a type-2 phaser cell pack, and a mobile forcefield emitter with an EPS ship junction tie in where he was at. Talk’s with the ships chief transporter guy on duty and orders to the science and engineering staff there soon followed, before he got to work. The next moment Glen could see something glow a bit brighter then Trainor push back suddenly shouting to beam ‘it’ out. The beam out did so and then 30,000km away off the port bow a tiny speck of blue-yellow light was seen before a small shudder of an explosion happened lightly rumbling through the ship, but doing no damage or real effect.

Trainor would soon report all was well, and no further particles were picked up, and he would then return to the Ark Angel.

GM CockRoach