lights on, no one's home

[galactica_hussy]

Spent most of the night working on the raider, testing circuit responses. I left my report with Tyrol, dragged myself to the marines' shower, and then fell into my rack for a few unhappy, nightmare-filled hours of sleep

Comments

[karathrace]

*ignores the fact that all techs have suddenly gone quiet the minute she entered the room*

*squares her shoulders and approaches the raider, stroking a hand along its wing* How's my girl doing, Lieutenant?

[galactica_hussy]

Not too bad. *rubs a hand over her face* They're still trying to sort out the ftl impulses, but we've pretty much nailed down control for the others.

[karathrace]

Did you find out anything new since the last time I've been here? *approaches the bench to take a look at the notes*

[galactica_hussy]

Just that some of the circuits don't take kindly to large doses of voltage in the wrong sequence. And, no, we didn't break her.