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Main Engineering- A Visit

Posted Oct. 27, 2018, 8:19 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer) (David Shotton)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Main Engineering- A Visit

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer) in Main Engineering- A Visit

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Leaning forwards in an almost perfect imitation of Calloways pose, he also looked at the core a moment before turning his head to take in the woman beside him. “Your a long way from Kansas” he told the science blue woman beside him with an ever so slight grin. “Dont you be bringing any twisters In here though, it could be a little hard to explain and nobody got no time for that.”

Her brows lifted as she frowned slightly. “Kansas? Twisters? I feel like I’m missing a reference here.”

“Oh your missing much more than that if you never saw that old movie” the Engineer grinned a little wider. “Its a classic, but the special effects might be a little dated.”

She snorted. “I grew up on a tiny colony in the DMZ. We didn’t watch anything, unless it was things growing or our backs,” Calloway said with a smirk.

He turned and faced her fully, his arms still resting on the railing. “I’m Max, Chief Engineer of the Manhattan. Can I help you at all or are you just admiring the view?”

Lt Cmdr Max Wynter, CE

“A bit of column a, a bit of column b,” she replied, before offering him her hand. “Faye Calloway, Mission Specialist. I just came aboard and am doing the rounds with the people my work will inevitably affect,” Faye said simply.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

“Now that sounds ominous” Max remarked as he stood up straight and pushed himself off the railing. Taking her hand warmly he shook it, noting the woman seemed relaxed. Then, he turned so his back was to the core and leant on the railing, crossing his arms but leaning towards her slightly showing that he wasn’t closing himself off.

“Could be,” she said frankly.

“What kind of work do you do Faye?” He asked her simply and straight forward. Am I going to need to pre practise a whole bunch of excuses as to why we shouldn’t inject sciencey object A into my warp core to create unknowns effect E=mc3?” While his tone was deadpan, the slight smirk at the edge of his mouth and the look in his eyes betrayed the tease.

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE

She laughed lightly and shifted so her hip was resting on the rail. “Nah, promise I won’t touch your warp core. The computer cores on the other hand, I can’t make promises about. I’m the new data specialist. My job will be to evaluate our security protocols and basically take them apart and put them back together to be all pretty and shiny and effective out here in the wilderness of the Delta Quadrant. Encryption, decryption, I’m your gal. But, with that comes some experimental work and there’s a good chance some of it might blow the local relays on Deck 13. Luckily, I’ve got my own computer core, so I won’t messing too much with the Main computer, but once I’ve done all the minor testing on the smaller core, I will have to test it on the real deal. So… I apologize in advance and promise to help with the cleanup. I am rated at Level 3 in Engineering system, after all.” She was matter-of-fact about it all, but there was a small amount of humour in her tone.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

At this revelation Max’s face dropped, although the humor in his own eyes didnt fade quite as much. “Your going to break my ship” Max stated, and gave a very over exaggerated sigh. “You do know that in the Delta Quadrant you buy what you break, right? Just dont make us explode, because I don’t really want to explode.”

“really not my plan, trust me,” Faye said seriously.

“Let me know when you start to pull apart my baby” Max said, and if you do break something, I expect it’s your shout in the lounge afterwards.” He smiled then, not the grin he sported earlier but a genuine smile. Leaning forwards he came off the rail before turning and looking down at the core again.

Calloway grimaced. “Ewww, so you’re going to make me socialize as a punishment. That’s rough.” She feigned a long suffering sigh. “But I suppose it’ll be the least I can do for breaking your ship.” She really did seem to not like the idea of socializing but at least recognized the joke within it.

“Oh yes” he warned, seizing the moment, “socializing, we can’t have the gremlin of the Manhattan hiding away in a dark corner now can we?”

“If your level 3 Engineering, I could use you from time to time down here as well. Without the support from Beta we do a lot of in house modifications ourselves, be handy to have someone to make sure we tidy up the thought process behind it. Interested?”

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE

She brightened up a little bit. “Sure! Been awhile since I really got my hands dirty in something other than soil and code, so why not. Happy to help. Just send stuff my way and so long as I’m not working on anything immediately pressing. And if we’re ever dealing with significant damage to the ship and you’re short handed. just call me. I’ll do what I can to help.”

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist

“That’s helpful, thank you” Max said and then the smile turned into the grin. “If your helpful enough I might get you your own Engineers tool belt with named tools, I can’t do much about the tunic color though.”

Just then the Warp Core pulsed as Engineers on the deck below them moved around the consoles, the rhythmic hum of the ships heart coming to life louder and more noticeable as before. Like most ships, it was smooth, calming and the colors as the antimatter flows created the reaction swirled deep in the core for those that started at it long enough. To some, the core itself had it’s own sound and frequency and they would know it simply by closing their eyes and listening. Max’s smile returned and he looked at Faye.

“Calibration testing on the eps lines” he explained, “when we came through the wormhole we lost a few grids, the calculations and measurements weren’t as exact as needed to handle the jumbled energy we experienced. Since then we’ve been adjusting the grids to compensate, hopefully, they can stand up to what you have in store as well. It sounds like the adjustments worked.”

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE


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