[ There's small click as the feed begins transmitting. Nothing shows up except staticky black, but there are muffled noises in the background that faintly resolve themselves into hurried words-two voices, one male, one female, pitched low. ]
-id this-
-ell is goin-
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-et’s just … over with.
[ There’s a noise that might either be a
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[Hopefully other people read that.]
Chief Engineer Resnik -- have the engines sustained any damage that could cause potential problems in the near future?
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There's also no guarantee people will bring their comms with them. The "smart" ones, anyway-and that narrows down the list of troublemakers to a manageable amount.
She nods, rubbing her temple, and exhales. ]
The engines are in working order. It can't have been mechanical failure that brought you here. [ Unless she's missing something. Which she isn't. ]
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[A beat.]
I have more than a little experience repairing engines using unorthodox methods.
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Then I could use your help.
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[Don't be offended if she's armed.]
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[ Resnik doesn't leave the bridge without a gun, so no offense taken.
It's about fifteen minutes before the lift opens and reveals the medbay-mostly empty now most of the new arrivals have settled in the levels above them. Resnik walks swiftly to the line of gravity couches, glowing blue in the light; she's not sure who this volunteer is, exactly, but the figure standing near the tanks could only be who she'd just conversed with.
She approaches swiftly, not commenting on the suit. Or mask. ]
You didn't give a name. What should I call you?
[ Yep, all business here. ]
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[And computer hacker, but she doesn't think it's pertinent to mention that just yet. She's going to try and remember exactly how to get there, and that's -- well, not that difficult. Her omni-tool glows softly on her left arm, all set up to map out her path without being too obvious about it.]
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It's on the other end of the ship, so about a thirty to forty-minute ride.
[ Resnik makes a follow me motion with her hand, and walks toward a darkened corner of the medbay. As opposed to the blue lift, this one is a little larger, and has a bright orange label. It's a straight shot from here to Engineering. Hope you're the patient sort, Tali. ]
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I'm sure you'll have enough questions to answer over the network that having me talk to you about questions I might have. I'll try to keep them isolated to engineering-related queries.
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Feel free to ask anything. A few more questions won't hurt.
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[Asking if she's found any remains seems a tad -- crass.]
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There is-was-nobody else here after the event. They checked. ]
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And nobody's made any sort of hand-drawn maps of this place in the past?
[Written records were -- useful in some cases. The geth couldn't get copies of them, for one.]
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The maps were too extensive to put on paper. We have hardcopies of mostly interface instructions, but nothing like blueprints. That's all on the mainframe.
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If someone with extensive computer knowledge were to access the mainframe, do you think they'd be able to recover the archival and map data?
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