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"You mean…"<br />
"Yes, together. So please, Lieutenant, if you would get up to the Command Deck?"<br />
"Ah, I mean, yes Sir."<br />
"Thank you."<br />
She shut the com unit off and grabbed her belt with a laugh. Good, so they were Together were<br />
they? They deserved it and about time they figured things out. Still, best that she get to the<br />
Command Deck and quickly. They were probably trying to figure out what all the strange<br />
readings they were getting were coming from.<br />
The bond between Guardian and ship self was a two way one, and at least some of what Julie<br />
was feeling would be transmitted through her bond. Clarice just hoped that engineering was on<br />
the ball, or they might have a reactor go into emergency shut down after a sudden power spike.<br />
Depending on how good the First Guardian was of course.<br />
Clarice grinned wider and decided she might want to warn Engineering.<br />
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Lieutenant, junior grade, Daniel Webster looked around with something verging on panic in his<br />
usually mild blue eyes. He reached up to adjust the glasses that he no longer wore, thanks to the<br />
regen treatments. The nervous reaction didn't even register with him as he converted the motion<br />
to running a hand through his hair.<br />
"Sir, Engineering says that they've got another power spike in number two reactor."<br />
Webster was, unfortunately, the most senior officer on the Command Deck at the moment. The<br />
Chief Engineer was on her way, but she had been buried in <strong>Southern</strong> <strong>Cross</strong>es bow. It would take<br />
her at least another minute to get to the Command deck. The Engineering officer looked just as<br />
worried as Webster felt.<br />
"Yuis, try to com Guardian McGrath again?"<br />
Yuis, his replacement at the communications console just shook his head and tried again to raise<br />
the ships Guardian.<br />
"Sir, we've got some weird readings coming from sensors."<br />
The added report from the sensor tech didn't help and Webster rubbed at the sweat on his<br />
forehead. He was just a Junior Lieutenant! A communications officer even! He didn't know what<br />
to do, heck he wasn't even certain what was going on.
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