Quiet as space, everything was soon about to become disturbed. As the EMP activated sending surges of electric though the air, a small fragment of age's past had been resurrected from a drained state. In a service compartment in the Roc's cockpit between some pipes, a small circuit wrapped in black electrical tape started flashing with a small blue light, bleeping gently inside the ship. Some systems start to come online... Scanners, sensors and IFF readers. Glitches appeared on screens... Overrides being made, Nav-maps started assigning way points. Scanners going wild, showing contacts over the dozen's showing all over, pinging rapidly at every sense.
Cautious alarms raised, waking the Pilot from its sleep.
