[USS Charon, Engineering]
Shiarrael sauntered into the engine room and stopped. She lifted her hand and slid a single finger across one of the consoles. After examining the dust free digit she smiled, pleased, and made her way further into the Charon's hectic abyss. To say she hated engineering would be an overstatement- although she didn't care for it she understood where the soul of her ship resided "Commander" he eyes locked on Calhoun who busy speaking to some of his subordinates. As the Xenexian Engineer looked up at her she smirked "everything goes well I hope?"
Quentin handed a PADD back to the crewman he was talking to and walked closer to the captain, surprised she had ventured down here. "Oh just fine… I love having an Ambassador for a lackey" he said sarcastically. Speaking freely couldn't you have assigned him to a department that can handle dissidents… operations for example" he said.
Shiarrael might have actually quirked a brow at that statement had she no pride in her heritage "I'm sure you can find something useful for the Ambassador to do. If his hands are too soft for real work you can always use him as a servant. Clean your quarters, fetch your coffee, you can even have him wipe your ass for all I care, as long as you make him do something that he won't enjoy. That is the point of punishment after all."
"I just don't like babysitting when I have far more important work to do Captain" he stated calmly. A few nearby engineers looked over at the exchange between him and the captain and spotting this he glanced round and upon meeting his deep, yet cold, purple eyes upon them raised a brow as if to say 'back to work now or you'll be joining the Ambassador'. Once they had hurried off he looked back to the Romulan. "So captain; now you're aware of my anti-babysitting stance… how can I help you?" he asked. "Oh… and I'm more than capable of doing things for myself m'am" he added with a tone of bitterness not knowing if perhaps it was a dig at his condition. Lately he had been getting irritated more quickly, he had a simple response though as he knocked back several painkillers.
"I'm certain you can." Shiarrael said slightly amused by his response to the curious engineers "I have decided to observe the operations of every department personally. Engineering is the first one I have chosen." She looked at the glowing warp core- it was much different than the singularity drives on Romulan ships. The pulsating reminded her of a beating heart "were the recent communication upgrades fully completed?"
"As far as I'm aware Captain, due to the increased amount of work in repairing the ship after the effects of the temporal incursion I've yet to fully catch up on the reports. I do know that no one has complained about them not being completed however." He said explaining the situation. "Now we're back up to full operation status we have been looking at enhancing systems where possible and maximizing the output of the ship." He paused for a moment. "Was there anything in particular you wanted to observe?" he asked.
"Everything." Shiarrael said studying her surroundings. Although she had been to engineering on several occasions it still felt a bit foreign to her. "Also, there will be no need to provide an escort commander, I will tend to myself and endeavor to keep from interrupting your work." She had an idea of what might be festering in his brain
"If it makes you happy Captain" he said slowly. "Well you came at interesting moment. We're just about to recalibrate the warp core; the plasma relay manifold is off by 0.5 microns. The process is straight forward but it requires shutting down the warp core and effectively rebooting it. As you can imagine, a number of things could go wrong" he explained.
"Well hopefully you and your men are good to enough to ensure that nothing does go wrong- or at least well enough to deal with any issue that arises." Shiarrael smirked and took a few steps back and leaned against the edge of one of the auxiliary engineering consoles.
"Let's get to work!" he called out with an attitude reminiscent of his old eccentric self. Knocking back several painkillers he virtually jumped down from the 'pool table' platform to the warp core control panel and tapped away as if he was a piano maestro. "Jones, prepare to take the main power grid offline and divert all essential systems through the backup generators!" he called out as he ducked under the rail and opened a control hatch and pulled out several chips and as he did so the lights and computers flickered and the core whirred as it powered down. Within seconds the lights flickered back on working on the backup generators. Swinging back through he nodded to Horatio Silver, the Master Chief in engineering to begin sensory sweeps of the conduits. "tr`Vrenak begin recalibration!" he called out as he tapped on the main warp core console and brought up a live diagnostic on the MSD panel at the back of the room. He grinned at the captain as he darted past her and tapped on the wall panel before jumping back up onto the 'pool table' platform. He winced as the pain kicked in – damn he thought to himself as he steadied himself on the centre console and had to down several more pills to keep going. Once he had done this he moved back to the warp core console and waited for a few moments. "Scan and recalibration complete" Horatio called out.
Shiarrael's eyes squinted slightly at Calhoun but if she noticed his momentary spate of pain she made no other indication of it. She watched the entire display with interest wondering if the Commander was trying to impress her with his overly showy natureoif conducting his business.
"Ok, replace nodes 3, 5, 6 and 25" he said looking at the scan and in a flash was back at the 'pool table' as he released the locks to allow the team access to change the nodes over for the updated versions that had been replicated some hours before the operation had started. "Nodes in place" tr`Vrenak called out; one of the more senior Romulan engineers onboard he couldn't stop glancing at the captain because of her history with the empire and the fact she was exiled. "Eyes on the work" Calhoun called out as he recalibrated the new nodes as the seals were once again locked. With a few final tests and scans and about an hours work done the main power grid was brought back online and normal service resumed to the ship. With an eccentric grin he finished with a musical entering of commands on the 'pool table'. "And that Captain is how we work down here. Fast, efficient and precise" he said wheeling around to face her.
"Good." Shiarrael nodded her head certainly impressed "continue it then." She said simply and made her way out of engineering.
[End]
Captain Shiarrael t'Rehu
Commanding Officer
USS Charon
&
Lt. Commander Quentin Calhoun
Chief Engineering Officer
USS Charon
