From:		Jorith
Date:		19 November 1995 03:01
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette (BBS)
Subject:		RE: Main Engineering

<Lt. Cmdr. Kindle - Main Engineering>

Chandy made one last walk through of the engineering section. She was about to leave when all the display panels blacked-out then flicked back to life. "What in the...?" She walked quickly over to the small tabletop master systems display and put her things down. "That was definately not good. I guess I'll be staying down here until the night shift shows up."

<OCC: How does anyone tell time around here? You never saw any clocks or people with watches - and if you tell me the time is set by the computers and is on all the display panels, then we now have a ship that is probably full of blinking 12:00! LOL!!>

Leaving her flowers and PADD on the tabletop, she grabbed a kit of computer diagostic checkers and various other instruments and headed down the ladder to the systems monitor room in the computer core. Once there, she started re-making checks on the FTL nanoprocessor units in the upper core. She went over them with speed and efficiency - as she had just done the same thing just hours before. Therefore, she wasn't too surprised when she didn't find anything.

She closed up the last panel, but remained sitting on the floor. Leaning back against the wall, she closed her eyes and thought, "I guess I'm going to have to go into the lower core tonight after all. I can't have the ship blinking on and off whenever it feels like it." She tiredly rose to her feet and punched up all the access panels and crawl-spaces she would need to reach the lower core. "It's a good thing I'm not claustrophobic," she smiled ruefully to herself. 

"Computer, please inform the night shift engineering crew to report down here immediately." She hated to call them back early, but she needed her workers here if she was to effectively track down this problem. One person could not tackle the whole lower core by themselves. It required checks to be made simultaneouly in a multitude of places.

As Chandy waited in the systems monitor room for her crew to arrive, a small, unobtrusive little box - which had been placed earlier that day - sat connected to a small and unobtrusive little micron junction link, doing it's own small, unobtrusive little thing . . .