A Military Grade Firework

[Spectre]

Juneau Shipyard, Alaska System
Science Bay 42 - Subsection e

0957 Hours Liberty Time

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The door to the science bay opened up, every single person in the room calling everyone else to attention.

"Carry on," she said, giving them all the go ahead to continue their work. Not a lot of them seemed to be doing much, but to be fair there wasn't much to do anyway. All they had were the data files from those countless trips into the uncharted sector.

"A lot of data here, ma'am. Shouldn't take us long to pile enough of it together to start setting up this device."

"Good. Make sure the engineering teams are ready to do their jobs. I don't want any screw ups when we finish this thing. The Admiral's putting a lot of faith into us, and I'm not about to let the division look like a sorry sack of potatoes."

"Yes, ma'am!" The cadet, or at least she thought he was a cadet, headed out of the room to do his duty. Meanwhile, she pulled up her communicator, radioing for all of her available operatives to proceed to the marked bay at once.

"Driva, Nova. Gather what others you can find and proceed to Bay 42 at once. We've got work to do."

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