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Ohm Thing Leads To Another...

Anwei was back in Engineering – she'd just been here, hadn't she? But the days spent in Med Bay were burnt bright in her head: people changing in front of her, melting away like ice in the sun...she shivered. All of the Medical admissions records and interviews were compiled and copied, though, and now that Quarantine was lifted she had some time to get caught up. Her workspace was still here, and her computers. And anything else she might be working on.

There was one new item: a small piece of paper stuck to the side of her vidscreen, which read: November 8, 2009 / Cumberland, Maryland / Ice storm / Fish pond / ?

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"I placed them in their own separate file on your device... I hope that's all right? I thought that might make it easier than trying to get you to write out the necessary equations..."

"That's perfect, Fuyu," she said warmly. It was reassuring to know that at least some people still had their partners. That there was still hope that Horanckk would arrive someday, even if he wasn't embedded in a physical object like a motorcycle.

She opened up an interface and looked at the data, then back up at Zouichi with startled eyes. "Your system's information feed is extremely detailed, apparently. It's going to take me some time to cook this raw data. Did you ever receive any guidelines from Starfighter Command on what format they prefer their records in? If not, I'll just generate the most cross-system compatible material that I can. We could end up designing the battle information template for the ship together."

Zouichi shook his head. "No; they didn't ask me for it at all, actually. This is entirely a request from my end."

In fact, no one had bothered to ask him very much at all, except whether he could pilot a fighter. Once they determined that he could, they didn't seem to care why he could move around easily in a 50kg depowered EX-GEAR.

"I'll leave it in your hands to determine how best to support cross-compatibility... I'm sure you're much more familiar with the computing environments here than I am."

"No debriefing?" That wasn't good at all. She knew that the crew was mixed, but surely they could be convinced to tell stories about their exploits, even if they didn't have training in detailed analysis and reports. "I wonder if I have a post-combat debriefing template..."

"There are - needless to say - a lot of different platforms to try and support. That might be another reason to have so many Earth-descended people here; most of their equipment runs on programming that shares some of the same rules. If every person and their gear was unique, this would be impossible."

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a short gold lozenge, one of her datastores: it had been modified with an optical lens at one end. "Fuyu, any interest in an outline of the systems available on the ship and the cross-compatibilities of each? Could be useful."

"Afraid not. A lot of the pilots limped off to Medical after the mission was over. If there's a template for debriefing, I am not aware of it."

Fuyu regarded the lozenge with interest. "Certainly, if you're willing to part with it."

"If there was a debriefing scheduled, you'd think that Medical would have information on it as well." How many times had she helped soldiers in their beds or free-fall hammocks dictate their memories of the battle, zapping them with the appropriate recall chemicals as necessary?

"Actually, I'm not entirely certain what else might be on here. Is this the one I put the glacier porn on?" She scowled at the datastore. "Does the motorcycle have a 40 gbs optical feed? If not, it might be easier for me to just drop the file into here," she patted the black box on the table in front of her, "and you just take it from there. Plenty of room."

You would think. Zouichi merely shrugged; from his time here, it had been made quite clear that simply standing around complaining about the way things should be done didn't accomplish anything. Which was why he was here.

"Please go ahead and drop the file, since I'm already connected. I'll pick it up from there," Fuyu said.

And the penalty for seeing that something was wrong or missing, and suggesting how it should be fixed, should not be to have to wade in and fix it yourself. Putting that sort of responsibility on people was a great way to get them to shrug off making any suggestions.

"That works." She opened up a second interface window, clicked the datastore into place on top of the black box's connection strip, and scanned it. "You want the files in the section labeled systems_compats," she directed. "If you find any errors or if something isn't clear, please tell me so. I want to make all of this as accessible as possible."

"Thanks," Fuyu said, retracting her cable. "Got it! I'll check for errors when I get back."

Zouichi nodded to Anwei. "Do you have everything you need? If so, I'll let you get back to work. Once again, I apologize for taking up so much of your time."

"Of course." She guessed that it would be best if there were no errors, but she did like talking to Fuyu. And of course, now she had the compatibility file, so if there was an emergency and she had to move out of her current casing, she would know where she could go.

"Zouichi, you aren't taking up my time," she said with a smile. "You're doing important work, that will help all of us. And I'm happy to help you. My regret is that there isn't a full-time records-keeper delegated to do this sort of work, and you have to make do with me."

Zouichi gave her a little half-smile. "Well, I hope that the others consider it as important as you do." With a slight bow, he picked up the bike once more by its handle, heading back towards the exit. Fuyu waved cheerily back at Anwei, trailing after her partner.

"They'll consider it important when I'm through with it," she said to herself, answering Fuyu's wave with one of her own.

Then she turned back to her little black box, fingers flying over the keyboard as she made notes. She would have to go down to the Hangar and see if she could download the specifications of this - Variable Fighter 171. Grab the Zokez II data and see if there were Ohm types who were sent into both battles. Split out the raw data from the projections, motion-correct and plot against a map of the battle as a whole. For that matter, perhaps she could see what she could download from the other fighters.

Busy, busy, busy.

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