> Jenna nodded toward a console not far away. "I am sure that these two > gentelmen woudl be willing to share their space with you for convenience of > saving > time. > > She began the process of retrieval, placing her work under security access > to herself and Admiral t'Llhweiir. > > The computer quickly retrieved the sensor scans from the the Runabout. > Fortunately, the computer's memory had not been damaged in the least during > the > crash to the planet's surface. A quick check at the surface of the shuttle > showed that it had been painted black. There did not seem to be any sort of > registration number clearly painted on the exterior, which made sense. They > were not going to advertse who they were. > > A closer look at the scans did show that it had come from the outer Solar > System. Also, while it's ID transponder was being muted, the sensors on the > Runabout were getting a reading on it. It's ID number indicated that it was > docked out San Francisco on Earth.
She said, "Computer, to whom is the shuttle registered?" (response) Wilson relayed this information to Admiral t'Llhweiir's office, her eyes only. She would not trust anyone else with the results. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://mail.scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
