In transit to Dyson Base
Mac nodded.
"Well I guess if we've got permission I think we'll go on a short field trip to see if our cone is secured proper. We'll try to keep things tight and the flat hatting to a minimum. Kitchissippi out." He tapped the communications off and rotated his seat to face the others.
"You heard him, we've got a castle pass for our approach. Everyone take a moment to highlight a few points of interest and forward it to my console. I'll knock out a flight path to move us into range for as many as I think we can get away with."
"Ensign Gröen, you're up on point for sensors. Pick your backup. Whoever's left, take Tactical and look out for ghosts. Ghosts: They're invisible right now but scary if agitated. We don't know if we're going to run into ghosts, but Dyson is a giant question mark and I don't think any of us want any surprises just because we weren't careful enough with the gigantic, mostly unknown alien artifact. In fact, we'll perform this little hop running with the shield board hot and the phasers yellow - just like we might if we were approaching a minefield and not an archeology site, okay?"
"This is for fun, but it's also another shakedown. As far as I know the exterior of Dyson isn't inhabited, but let's not forget the Jenolan - Dyson is unstable, unknown, and known to be deadly."
He rotated his seat forward again and tabbed the communications back on.
"Dyson, you want to hand us a red list for flight paths out here? I don't want to hatch any surprises just because I'm sticking our heads in pots looking for pie. If there's anywhere the Dyson builders left something nasty out here, I don't want to trip over it."