In the grime and grit and dirty old vents-

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CHARACTERS: The Engineering Crew and anyone with OPR access(or anyone who has a friend to let them in)
LOCATION: OPR Access - Engineering Bay
WARNINGS: Foul language, worse moods.
SUMMARY: The ship's power is out, which equates to Engineering needing to solve the problem! Unfortunately, they're not exactly making much progress.
NOTES: ENGINEERING/OPR MINGLING LOG. People who want to have their characters do stuff in Engineering can come here and work together! TEAMWORK.


The Engineering Bay takes up the majority of the back-end of the ship. Reactor, Jump Drive, Main Engines, Sub-Engines, Electrical Grid - everything needed to keep things from falling apart at the seams. Of course, that doesn't help when the entire grid goes down with no rhyme or reason. With Engineering understaffed and currently overworked on an apparent fool's end, naturally the need to relieve it with ompany and banter won't even escape the reclusive Engineers.

Comments

[backwardscompatible]

River's lost track of how long she's been trying to get the reactors back up. Joining engineering seemed like such a good idea at the time, a perfect chance to get a look at the inner workings of the ship and start the process of figuring out what was going on here. And it had been fine for the first couple of weeks, full of little challenges to keep her from getting bored with nothing terribly strenuous. But then of course the whole system felt the need to stop working for no apparent reason. Honestly, talk about unreliable. Who designed this ship anyway?

She calls out to her nearest colleague. "You know, we could always build our own ship. I'm sure we have enough talent between us to cannibalise this boat into something that makes actual sense."

[leaps]

Sulu's offical, though perhaps not acceptable, opinion on this matter is this whole thing is fucked. Between stolen tools and the usual state of disrepair and now this sudden power failure, there's more than they can realistically deal with. They're understaffed in a bad way, and Sulu knows, objectively, that he can only last so long running shifts in tandem with flight crew before he runs out of steam.

That isn't going to keep him from trying though.

So here he is, riffling through the tools they have left with a frown and a flashlight between his teeth. Come say hi to the unofficial engineering member, people.

[chainreaction]

Thrice has only briefly spoken with Clarke, but now seems as good a time as any to go and offer to help wherever and however he can. He knows that he's not best at what they need down in engineering, but he has at least a little practical knowledge and is a quick study.

"Umm, hullo?"