In the moment she pulled out her Rapier he reached for his gun. Hm. I'm sorry, reflexes. Taylor put back his gun, typing some stuff in his datapad. After he finished it he stepped out of the ship, looking through the bay. The frightening sound of ship weapons charging went through it. Yeah, we shall keep it as "my" fault, not that your men brought them to me, not that your men worked on them. The only time I worked on them when I screw some screws in them to mount the one core into the ship. But the core which Arvestian worked with impulsed, that is clearly not my fault! The last words were sharp. All the time he tried to stay calm, but now Taylor was really angry. You as our leader should take some responsibility for it, or are you a bad leader? You should have cared for your men, but you just... this all here. Bring me to the Omaha and I will end this nightmare. Be happy that I will make your damn hangar and then take some holidays. He started to go. As he passed "Gearing" he turned to "Nova". Tell your men that they just have to connect the red wires, they hanging outside and they are clear to see. After that they can put in the Core. And don't forget to put a fuse between them.
