The main computers had been proving to be a right pain in the hindquarters for Ian and his Engineers.
They needed to get them running before they tackled anything else, as they could use the error codes to fix the biggest problems first.
No matter how many times they checked, they just couldn't find the short circuit that obviously still existed somewhere. "It's gotta be one of these leads here." A tall Engineer with dreadlocks said to Ian
as he held up a particularly fat bundle of wires. He had a distinct Bretonian accent, and a smooth, deep voice. "I'm sure of it."
"Good, dammit James, good!" Said Ian, sounding stressed. "Because this should be working by now. Our generators are running, and hooked in.
Everything's been replaced or re-used. We've checked everything probably ten times!"
Ian was bent over the main console, attempting and re-attempting to switch it on.
Suddenly, and without warning, James let out a yelp of pain as sparks shot from the bundle of wires he held.
He composed himself for a moment and then replaced the offending wire.
Ian was just about to try switching the console on again when Theobald entered. "Good morning to you as well Theobald!
I have good news for you. I think we've sorted out the computers."
He said, attempting once again to switch the console on.
It obliged this time, lighting up and showing all sure signs of life.
James, the Engineer gave an excited whoop.
Ian laughed and turned to face Theobald. "I expected as much from Renzu.
300 Million...for an Engine set...I'm actually surprised they didn't just suggest replacing the whole vessel.
Maybe they understand sentimental value? But that's still likely over what the entire job will cost you with us."
He shook his head, and continued to speak. "Once we get the core back online, we'll see what we can do about engines.
Any particular model you had in mind?
I'll be the first to admit an adaptation will be much easier than attempting to build them from scratch.
You name it, and we probably have at least one set laying around in one of our warehouses.
If not, I'm sure we can find some."
He turned his attention to reassembling the main console fully,
hoping Theobald didn't think he was being rude. "Gotta tell you though," Ian began with a chuckle as he screwed a panel in place. "Compared to the Engine work, the rest of this crap is child's play."
