ChosenResigned, Karameth put away another two elements that did not match, in spite of what that veruul of a manual claimed. They did not match, full stop. She looked around the floor, and sighed. She could disassemble and assemble back a plasma riffle, but she could not build this. It was just too complicated. There was no choice; she needed help!More Like This
She rose from the floor, and approached her desk. Was Subcommander Tal off duty or was he spending his free time over some scientific project again? She found no project logged in, so she hoped she wouldn’t disturb him. She considered it rude taking free time from her officers; they did enough on duty to leave them to their private lives off duty. But this was not duty, this was... very important!
“Karameth to Tal,” she said to the comm. She didn’t wait long.
“Tal here. What is it, Commander?”
For a moment she analysed his voice, searching for a hint of annoyance, but she found none. “