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Double-Double-Checking (Open; bendytimed before Devil Wouldn't Recognize You)
Who: Anwei Ayles
Where: Engineering
Summary: Anwei settles down to check her equipment for tampering, and get caught up on ship news
Warnings: None
One look at Engineering, and Anwei mentally threw away any inventory that she still had for the place. Everything had changed, moved, been rearranged: and that was before the damage that SHODAN must have done.
She had to start with the basics. She went over multiple shelves before she found a laptop – the screen was cracked and it wasn't holding power very well, but it had a USB port and that was all that mattered. She found an out-of-the way spot and went to work with wire mesh and cables connectors, writing a quick testing program, hooking one of the modified datastores to the laptop to check, then chaining it to the others. So far everything looked fine, untouched since she had put these datastores into her locker: but better safe than sorry.
Beside her on the workbench was her flashlight-laser; that was going to be hand-recalibrated and checked even more thoroughly, before she tried using it. But while the numbers ran, she could just sit back and stare at the ceiling (it looked like at least some of Static's equipment was still there) and think about what she needed to know, about what was going on, before she came to any decisions.
Care to come over and chat?
Where: Engineering
Summary: Anwei settles down to check her equipment for tampering, and get caught up on ship news
Warnings: None
One look at Engineering, and Anwei mentally threw away any inventory that she still had for the place. Everything had changed, moved, been rearranged: and that was before the damage that SHODAN must have done.
She had to start with the basics. She went over multiple shelves before she found a laptop – the screen was cracked and it wasn't holding power very well, but it had a USB port and that was all that mattered. She found an out-of-the way spot and went to work with wire mesh and cables connectors, writing a quick testing program, hooking one of the modified datastores to the laptop to check, then chaining it to the others. So far everything looked fine, untouched since she had put these datastores into her locker: but better safe than sorry.
Beside her on the workbench was her flashlight-laser; that was going to be hand-recalibrated and checked even more thoroughly, before she tried using it. But while the numbers ran, she could just sit back and stare at the ceiling (it looked like at least some of Static's equipment was still there) and think about what she needed to know, about what was going on, before she came to any decisions.
Care to come over and chat?