Destiny's Hull.
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She moved to the door and pushed the button to open it.  She tested the teather on last time and then walked out of the lock.  Seh let go as she took the last step.. the one that stepped away from the ship's gravity field.  She was driving.  She saw the unit off to her left and and let the motion of reaching for it propell her towards it.

Just a simple walk.  Enjoying the view would wait.  She used a magnet to grapple the unit and reeled it in towards the bay.

Soon, all that was left was deploying its replacement.

Wei-Li anchored the old unit and and unstrapped the new one.  As she lifted it, she felt the exhileration that always made this job enjoyable for her.

It was one thing to see the black from the relative safety of a ship.  It was quite another to see it like this.  It made her realize how fragile and amazing it all was.  There was more black than anyone could ever imagine, and the planets and stars were like jewels on a dark blue/black velvet curtain.

It was easy to feel alone here, alone and surrounded by not nothing as some people thought, but ... the universe.

She held onto one of the grips as she pulled the unit out and began the start-up sequence.  She looked at her timer and smiled.  Five more minutes and she would be finished with her work for the morning.

The growing unit comes online, stays that ways for a minute before shutting down again.

...

Wei-li shook her head and started the booting process again, this time carefully watching for any fault indicators.

'This can't be happening'

The unit went through the boot up process again, it stayed online for a moment and then went down again.  This time with a flash on the screen.

When Wei-Li tried it again, nothing happened.

Wei-Li stares in disbelief and flicks the switch two more times before turning back towards the original unit.

"Go neong Yung Duh!"*

She looks around and checks the time.  She pulls on the teather bring her back into the bay.

She anchors the new unit and beings switching out parts.  If she can't get the new one to work.. she can take the growth media from the new unit and swith it out with the old one... then do the same for the growth chamber.

It was a better bet than trying to get the replacement unit working in zero G.




Son of a B* (vicious version)

It takes time to switch out the parts.  A lot longer than Wei-Li would have liked.

She's close to needing to switch tanks when the process is done.

Wei-Li forced herself to focus on each task as needed.  When the units were finally switched out, she began the diagnostics sequence.  As it ran she switched to her second tank.

As she switched the airflow from her first tank to her second, the diagnostics indicated that it had succeeded.

Re-deploying the original unit proves much easier.  When it is done Wei-li moves back into the air-lock and seals the door.
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Wei-Li hit the button and signaled Kale that she was ready to come back in.

Then she waited for the air to cycle through


------ To Cargo Bay ----->
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After getting their ship back the crew of Destiny began to pick up the pieces that Kyron had shattered.  Against most of the crews wishes Kyron was kept alive - although no official plans had yet been made for what to do with him when it became apparent that Wei-Li was falling into critical condition. Destiny needed medical help and fast.  They made way for the nearest planet at the time - Orisis.

After the fire fight at the Grand Yacht Party Kale worked out an arrangement with the Caddigan's.  Conveniently, the crews good friend Kyron Bates footed the bill with his bank card that he accidently dropped during his hijack attempt and which Wei-Li luckily found.  So finally the crew returned home ... back to Destiny.  Although slightly worse for wear.

They had been out in the black for a few days when Kale recieved a wave from his good friend and old professor, Walton Squires.  It was a pleasant surprise to recieve an invitation to his home on Regina and also to hear that he had a job for them ...

As Destiny took off into the black a small red light blinked from a tiny device planted on the ships hull - the men who had boarded Destiny had been an distraction - their mission had succeeded ....

After successfully delivering the stamp to the Professor and despite the loss of their first mate, the crew of Destiny headed back into the black.  Back to work.  A few jobs later has left them with a crate from Xiaygin to be delivered to Torrance Station.  They've just docked at the space station located on the rim.

Its now been almost a month since the museum job and Rhaef leaving - the wounds are healing but they haven't been forgotten yet.

After their daring escape from Torrance Station the crew of Destiny was left broken and beaten ... and one crew member short.  The mourning had just begun for the crew but they had to press on.  They dropped the young boy which Kale, Geoff, and Wei-Li had saved off with his father and then turned to Paquin for Ren's funeral.  It was a short trip that left all of them with heavy hearts but Ren's death had effected no one as hard as Acacia.  So two weeks later found the crew of Destiny on Osiris saying goodbye to their doctor.

And although he was millions of miles away, as Destiny and her crew suffered ... so did Rhaef ...

-------->from Destiny: Cargo Bay

Charlie stepped out of the cockpit, a few of her tools in tow on the belt around her coveralls.  There wasn't much, because she couldn't get too far into the landing gear without disassembling it.  Truth told, just like anything else on a ship, there were two kinds of fixes.  There were small ones that could be done in a jif, and there were ones that required a large portion of a ship being taken apart.  Unfortunately, landing gear had a tendency to be a large problem, especially since it had to be worked on while the ship was standing on them.  It was hard to say.

Charlie's hand ran over the console next to the rear starboard strut, quickly punching in the 13-digit code and opening up the service hatch.  The ships internal lights bathed the underside in a soft blue glow, just enough to see without alerting too many people of their surroundings...

As Charlie examined the landing gear area she eventually noticed a small, metal device.  I looked almost exactly like one of the bolts that held the ship together, same circular shape and rounded top, but there was a very faint red blinking light emanating from it.  If she hadn't specifically been searching for something out of the ordinary she could have very easily missed it completely - especially in the dim light.

Charlie put a foot on Destiny's frontward gear, stepping up into the belly of the ship.  There was only enough room for her from the waist up, the remainder still exposed from the outside, but it was enough to see what was in there.  There wasn't anything that looked wrong from the outside, but then again, all problems could start from something as small as a missing bolt or loose wire.  Her hands reached along the large metal struts, the slick oil from the hydraulics on her skin and instantly running down her arm.  It was almost burning as it went, but she didn't flinch; Charlie's skin had become almost impervious to anything but fire, and the scars and burns from the years on her arms were a testament to such.

Fuel line...hydraulic trigger...coolant modulator...terrain sensor...blinking light...blinking light...

Her search stopped as the red glow kept going in and out as she was deeper in the engines, a small crimson eye in the blackness of the ship.  She reached up further, putting a hand on the edge of the metallic box, almost sure of what it was before she touched it.  She'd taken one of these off of Engine II not too long ago.  This was a tracer.  They know...they know we're here!  Charlie slid back down out of the landing gear, her bare feet landing on the ground and nearly sending her stumbling over.  She had to find that radio and tell the crew!

As Charlie fumbled for the handset to alert the crew she heard the soft sound of a footstep behind her.  She froze, her blood turning to ice, afraid to look back.  Every sense became crystal clear, she could feel the breeze touching the tiny hairs standing up on the back of her neck.  There was no time to act however before a hand was wrapped around her mouth and another came and grabbed her around the stomach.

It wasn't just a hand though.  There was a cloth and a strong smell assailed her nose before everything went black.

The crew of Destiny has finally managed to get itself back on its feet.  After a trying past few months things are starting to go back to normal.  The absence of Ren and Acacia is still felt but the ships newest members have begun to find a home on board the old freighter.  Most relationships have been mended and although there are still some unanswered questions between members of the crew life has been peaceful.

However, after a few months of excitement and trials the crew has discovered that the cash flow has come to a sputtering halt.  The crew needs a job and soon.  First rule of the black is to keep flying.  Fortunately, one of Kale's contacts managed to put him in touch with the infamous Sin Twins.  The girls are probably the most ... unpredictable of contacts, one can never be quite certain what they're getting into when dealing with them.  But one thing is for certain, the pay-out is always good.  The crew has set up a meeting with the twins in a casino on Santo to get more details about the possible job.
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