240501.19 Duty Log, AEO Ensign Alshain

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Date(s): 2005-01-19

=/\= engineering =/\= "output 55..52...47..." ensign Dallas counted down as the flush of blue light on his face faded. "warpcore is down" He barely finished before being engulfed in a sea of engineers rushing to get started. This had to be finished fast, there was no doubt in anyones mind about that. A ship without a warpcore was like a fish without a tail, and even in the relativly sedate tetris system that was a dangerous thing. "move move move" another ensign shouted, his voice muffled by an armload of manifold components. A few officers scrambled to get out of his way, as he wobbled by. "Areinnye" Xenai dropped her phase Inverter, and cradled her hand. Green blood began to seep through her fingers, and she glared at the guilty nacelle coil. Standing up slowly, so as not to disturb anybody elses work, she looked around the swarming room. Lt. Idrani was explaining the consequences of dropping inducers to a wide eyed cadet, Ensign Dallas was doing sprints between consoles, knocking over a few of the people in his way, and Lt. Versey, the newest member of the engineering staff, was being followed from one end of engineering to the other by an enterage of female officers. Xenai smiled to herself, hoping he wasnt to overwhelmed by his novelty. He seemed to be adjusting in quite well none the less. She walked over to the first aid kit, dodging a few engineers, and jumping over some plasma relay components spread out meticoulusly on the floor. Ensign Dallas sped across the room, in search of extra flux capictors. Oblivious to the world around him, he ran face first into Xenai. Stumbling back, he landed on a console, and sat down. "Shit, did i do that" He nodded at her arm, as he rubbed his forehead. Xenai smiled and nodded a no, "Dont worry... but do watch where your going" "I will" he blinked, and as a second thought, gave her a smile, before he took off again. Xenai rolled up her sleeves, examining the first aid kit. A dermapatch and a hypospray would do it. She sighed, rubbing the wound, and looking around the room again. Her arm quickly retuned to normal. She rolled down her sleeves and began the trek across engineering, back to her task. The sooner they were finished, the better! =/\= end log =/\= Ensign Xenai Alshain AEO USS CHIMERA