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Captain Hannibal Lecter knelt, shoulder deep in the internal workings of his vessel's spike drive.
With Eva's technical assistance, all the necessary parts (and a few that weren't) were easily manufactured in the Mandate ship's facilities. Captain Peng's 'compensation' was more than enough to cover the cost of his lost sec-bots. And on top of all that, it looked like Hannibal would actually make his delivery on time. That was, if he could hurry up and cobble this damned system back together!
VOID RIFT MODULATOR STILL NOT RESPONDING.
"What? Why the hell not?" he said, scratching his head.
THE GRAPHENE SHIFT FIELD DEPOLARIZER IS IS MISALIGNED.
"Well shit! Bring up the schematics," he said.
An instant later, a wireframe image of the innards of the ship was overlaid across his field of vision.
WE'RE BEING WATCHED.
"Of course we are. Captain Peng's keeping tabs on us," Hannibal said. Then, spotting the error in his adjustment, "Urica!"
GRAPHENE SHIFT FIELD DEPOLARIZER REALIGNED. VOID RIFT MODULATOR COMING ON LINE NOW. DO YOU THINK CAPTAIN PENG WEI DISTRUSTS YOU?
"Probably. I would," he replied.
"Geez, Eva. Humans are horrible, untrustworthy creatures. That's why," he said, banging his head as he tried to stand up a little too straight.
"Eva, quit being weird and get back to work on those diagnostics," he said angrily.
A stream of diagnostic data began to flow through his consciousness. Once upon a time, having a stream of thoughts, knowledge, and most of all, oppinions that were not his own running though his head had been an unsettling sensation. But over the years, he'd become accustomed to it. The many advantages that it brought, were well worth the adjustment.
WILL WE BE ATTENDING THE MEMORIAL?
"Why the hell would we do that? We're not a part of this crew," Hannibal said.
I'D LIKE TO GO.
Hannibal raised an eyebrow.
"Why?" he asked.
WE DID FIGHT ALONGSIDE SOME OF THEM.
"First off, I fought alongside some of them. You just sat in my head and watched. And second, quit trying to be human," Hannibal said dismissively.
WATCHED, AND ENHANCED YOUR AIM. REGULATED YOUR ADRENALINE. ADJUSTED YOUR-
"Fine!" Hannibal said, mentally dismissing the remainder of Eva's statement from his peripheral.
IT STARTS IN FIFTEEN MINUTES.
Hannibal gritted his teeth.
A few minutes later, in what passed for his nicest dress clothes, he found himself walking down an all too brightly lit corridor. Entering from an intersecting corridor, a pair of women in blue civilian garb joined him.
'Where do I know her from?' he thought, scanning the one in the lighter outfit with his cybernetic eye.
She twitched momentarily, almost as if she could sense his passive scan.
I BELIEVE SHE IS THE GIRL YOU MANHANDLED ON THE BOARDING TUBE TO THE ENEMY SHIP.
'Manhandled? I saved her life,' he thought back.
The last he'd seen of her, she'd wandered aimlessly down a corridor away from the docking section. He quickened his pace and walked up beside her.
"Well, looks like they caught you," he said in a friendly voice. "You're in for it now. They'll probably have you making beds and giving salutes by the end of the day. But watch out, I hear that punishment for a sloppy salute is a week spent polishing the ship's hull by hand."
WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO COME ACROSS AS CHARMING?
"Shut up, you," he said. Then, seeing the look on the girl's face, "Not you. I'm talking to the voice in my head."
I DOUBT THAT MADE A GREAT IMPRESSION.
(OOC: Sorry for the long hiatus. No excuses. But I'm back.)