Saving the Soul of a Ship

[Excitable.Boy]

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Ian appeared to get lost in thought for a moment,
his eyes wandering over the datapad and taking in the information.
A realization seemed to come across his face and he chuckled a bit.

"If we drag the larger parts out of the debris field, that will certainly make for easier work.
But that will require tug-capable vessels."
He said, looking again at Theobald, and lighting a cigar.
"Of course, we'll still need to gather up the smaller pieces.
My only concern is that some of these chunks are massive,
while others are very small. We don't want to leave any behind.
A Salvager should be able to drag the larger pieces free without too much hassle.
But I can't even begin to say we'll be able to avoid hitting any of the other debris floating around out here.
We sure can try, but it may be a bit scary at times."

He took a deep swig of his whiskey, and pointed to one particularly large chunk highlighted on the datapad.
"This looks like a rather large portion of the hull, or...maybe part of the engines?
It seems you've been wondering how we'll manage moving that one.
Its a lot bigger than even the biggest of the other pieces. I'm almost certain we'd be better off cutting it
into smaller chunks, and dragging them out one by one. But yeah, I think we can pull this off."

He grinned at Theobald, and added with a laugh.
"By the way, the battle I lost was against an unruly power core.
Just...went critical on me...it was supposed to be shut down.
Nothing quite like radiation burns to toughen the appearance, eh, old friend?"
He offered Theobald a cigar, and relaxed into his seat, looking as though
his mind was working overtime to come up with a solid plan.

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