From:		Jorith
Date:		12 January 1996 22:21
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette (BBS)
Subject:		RE: USS Lafayette - Main Engineering

} [Lt. Cmdr. Kindle - Main Engineering]

	A hundred thoughts were running through Chandy's head, the least of which was her uncertainty of whether or not she had actually smelled alcohol on Mortimer's breath. "He really didn't seem to be in the best of shape. I hope he cleans up before we find a way to get the rest of the crew onboard. I'd hate for them to see our first officer drunk off his rocker." She had thought about turning in a report on him, but decided the Lafayette had more important thing to take care of right now. Besides, the crew had been on a kind of shore leave until just now.
	She turned her mind back to the problem of the bomb. Apparently, there was no way on or off the StarBase without setting off the bomb and destroying the station. If it is somewhere inside the station, Capt. Storm and his team should be able to locate and dispose of it easily enough. But what if it's on the outside? How would anyone be able to reach it?
	Deep in thought, Chandy walked around the Engineering department, looking for some sort of inspiration. She sighed to herself as she approached Ensign Zahn, who stood studying the master situation monitor on the wall. "It's no good, Chief," he said as he looked up at her. "From all the information we have, anything we try would set it off. It's not like we can make a hole appear in the hull or anything."
	"What?"
	"Umm....anything we do would set the bomb off?"
	"No, the other thing....about the hole."
	"We can't make a hole appear in the...Hold on, Chief. You can't just cut a hole in the ship-"
	Chandy held up her hand and silenced Zahn as she tried to work out her idea. "No....no, that's not what I'm thinking. Zahn, contact Ops and have them get a set of standard extravehicular work garments (SEWG) ready." She hurried back to her office and brought up the ship design schematics she had been studying recently. After a bit of a search, she gave a small cry of triumph and tapped her comm badge. "Mortimer, this is Kindle. I think I know of a way to get a small team off the Lafayette...." 
	"Uh oh," she thought as her eyes fixed on a set of measurements. "Zahn! Change that order to Light EWG's. The Standards are going to be too bulky." "This is not going to make things any easier...."