=/\= Turbolift =/\= As soon as he was out of earshot of that Chief of Tactical on the bridge, Kirkland just had to vent. "50 angstroms. I can't believe anyone could be that anal-retentive." He watched the turbolift head down toward engineering. "I'll give him his 50 angstroms" The turbolift doors opened to reveal a corridor and he walked down it, getting madder by the second. He entered main Engineering to see the blue warp core giving off its ambient light, amid the gentle rhymic sound of the deuterium and antimatter reaction. He turned to an assistant. "Can you believe they want to recalibrate the torpedos to less than 50 angstroms accuracy?" The man laughed. "You actually believed him?" "What?" "The torpedo system is fine, sir. He was pulling your leg about the angstroms. Hell, the Heisenburg Uncertainty principle prohibits us from being that accurate." Kirkland nodded and chuckled. "It did seem rather weird." He looked about momentarily before continuing. "So, what to do next ...." his voice trailed off, in thought. "Sir, we are still trying to get the lateral phaser array restored. The Romulan disruptors severed the EPS conduits at several points. We repaired them, but the array isn't responding." "Could be a computer problem?" The crewmember shook his head. "We can a diagnostic on the computer and found no evidence of that." Kirkland nodded and looked at the schematic diagram. "It looks like there is an underperforming power generator here." he pointed on the screen. "The plasma power system must not be able to transfer that junction efficiently enough. Can you go take a look?" The crewmember nodded and took a PADD, quickly recording the data. He walked away briskly thereafter, leaving Kirkland to main Engineering. =/\= END LOG =/\= Mathew Kirkland ADCEO USS Chimera -- ___________________________________________________________ Sign-up for Ads Free at Mail.com http://promo.mail.com/adsfreejump.htm