Lt. Knucklebiter stood by Commander Shevab's quarters
door, padd in paw.
His wrist chrono beeped and before the set of chimes
had finished, the door slid open and Shevab emerged.
The Dilbian grinned revealing rows of great teeth,
though 'smiling' was not a Dilbian thing as showing
teeth was considered an aggressive act, he had
practiced it to the emotion that it became second
nature.
{Good afternoon Luetenant. Update please.} said the
Horta's translator.
"Situation normal, all frakked up. Supply problems
mostly, we are installing most things as soon as it
gets here so no one is standing around. Still have
probs as we are leapfroggig all over and many systems
are not fully tested as only partially repaired with
parts as they come. Also the Old Man wants to see you
'as sooner than soon possible.' in OPS." said as they
walked together.
{Padd please.}
Knucklebiter put the padd in a pouch on the Horta's
pack.
Shevab shambled between two techs by an open panel and
said {I will be in OPS the will report to Engineering.
Carry on.} and entered the Jefferies tube,
******************************************************
Renaud sat in OPS with the others and watched the
cenyer timepiece on the table, and as it changed to
the calculated time that Lt Knucklebiter had said the
Commander would be there, the door slid open and
Shevab entered.
{Commander Shevab, reporting as ordered.}
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