The Zhdant-matter comes up because, as you folk set to work, a lot of wiring and circuitry and such appears to be coded differently. Slightly different color conventions, printed with characters that you can at least recognise as being Zhodani. Perhaps it's nothing -- the Querion Subsector is dominated by Zhodani client systems, and it's not inconceivable that technical supplies would trickle their way through the Entropic Worlds, particularly during the Fifth Frontier War when the Zhodani were still supporting their allies in the Sword Worlds.
An hour or two into work, the emergency lighting flickers, then full lights come on here and there throughout the ship -- the port must have thrown the switch to the power feed. A loud snap crackles across the ship's comm, then over-loud music begins to pump through the speakers. It's Rongo Wright, the psychobilly punk whose career was cut short when he disappeared in a pirate raid just prior to the outbreak of the war. Of course, he was a pirate, so this sort of thing had to expected sooner or later anyway, but still, it was kind of a shame -- he was really just hitting his stride.
Eraan and Sten get along fairly well in the vicinity of the bridge, just getting simple ship's stations operating, though the ship's computer is a long way from responding. The engine room, however, is a mess. Gerrard finds himself shifting from one problem to another, as addressing one issue reveals one or two others that need more attention first.
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