A Layer of Duranium

 Episode Name:  A Layer of Duranium

   Written By:  Grey

         Cast:  Avery, Donavon, Grey, Krylow, Lopez, McTiernan and Torin.

  Produced By:  Starfleet

  Directed By:  Grey

     Aired On:  Sun Mar 27 19:48:02 2005

     Stardate:  54853.6

Time: Sat Mar 26 13:05:29 2005

Time: Sat Mar 26 13:59:54 2005

In the shuttle bay the team is gathering. The Amazon sits there with her ramp open as Krylow wheels a cart up into the shuttle. A second runabout, the USS Posse, is loading hull plates and is obviously doing the heavy lifting. Many of the shuttles around the bay are highly damaged, having been jostled in the attack.

Avery makes her way to the Amazon after checking that the other loading is going well.

McTiernan is currently ignoring the arrival of the others and is, instead, circling the Amazon, a PADD in hand, using a vocal-to-PADD interface, talking to herself as she inspects the craft.

As the other begin arriving Krylow steps up the top of the ramp, nodding to Avery. "All of the equipment is loaded. The EVAs have been double checked. The Amazon's a little banged up but Lieutenant Foster and I had her out and she's running safe. The Posse will be hauling out the plates for us. We're ready to depart when you are."

Donavon approaches the officers, hand to her hip, as a low whistle escapes. Spotting Torin, she tsks to murmurs for his ears alone. "This would have given Medes and Valentine heart attacks." Lips roll together to settle in a thin line; she waits for the unit to head out. There's work to be done.

Lopez is engaging in her own preflight logistical checks, inside Amazon, undergoing a similar routine as she checks off emergency equipment, and the status of the modules: are they seated in the frame correctly? Are the items on the manifest correctly stowed?

Torin makes his way towards the shuttle once he's into the shuttle bay. He has a faintly pained expression as he takes stock of the damaged craft. He does his best to manage not to look at the craft so much as he makes his way towards the Amazon quietly glancing about at the others. Still looking faintly self-conscious in his shiny Ensign's pips. He grunts towards Meg, "No kidding." His hands twitch even as he walks.

Avery nods to Krylow after he gives his report, then turns her attention elsewhere, "Satisfied with how she is looking, Lt McTiernan?"

McTiernan flashes a look at Avery, her expression quite serious. "No. But we've little choice in the matter. We'll take her slow and easy, however, and she should be fine. There are things we won't be doing on her but the lack of those things shouldn't hinder the work that needs doing."

Lopez scratches her instep with the toe of one boot. Moving through the interior of the craft, Ana settles in to one side of the pilots's console, and settles her PADD on the flat surface to load the mission checks. Procedure, in its way, is comforting. She waits for the rest of the team to embark, squatted down.

Donavon's elbow brushes towards Torin's arm. "Deck at a time, Mo. She'll hold together." She steps aside from the ramp in an effort not to be in the way, then her body twists towards him. "Itching?" A look to his hands.

Torin nods and sighs, "She will, if just by glue and tape." He shrugs and wrinkles his nose, "Yeah. One thing on my mind, repairs. It's hard to have to say, don't fix this, and fix this. To many mixed goals, I wish it was just as simple as get the place back up running fast. You know how it is, I'm not good with the mixed goals things." He admits grimly towards Meg as he glances about for the EVA gear, a polite nod towards those about quietly peaking over the whose who list of the crew.

Avery nods to McTiernan, and on her way up the ramp into the Amazon notes to Torin, "We'll get it all fixed, with time and hard work."

"No mixed goals today. Simple - patch the infirmary. She's tougher than she looks. And we have an Engineering crew working non-stop to make her pass a bill of health." Donavon winks at her friend, then nods agreement to Avery.

McTiernan eyes Avery a moment then shakes her head. "Exterior exam complete" she murmurs to herself and there is a answering beep from her PADD. She heads into the shuttle, making her way forward and slipping into her seat. "How is she looking, Ana?" she asks of Lopez as she begin her pre-flight power up and check.

Krylow remains inside the shuttle, stowing the last of the gear as it comes aboard. He's quiet as he finishes the work.

Torin glance towards Avery, "That doesn't make it any easier to watch, sir." He nods to Meg and sighs, "Yes...Yes, that's true, just the Infirmary today. At least that's straightforward enough." He admits.

Donavon waves on Torin to head up the ramp. "Look to the brighter side. You get to strap on an Eva suit." She encourages her friend with a smile despite her own reservations regarding these last weeks' events.

"Better than the station, Piper," Ana responds, over the soft series of beeps and whirs. "Just need to file the flight plan, and get butts in the in the seats."

Avery moves forward and waits for the rest of the crew to file in and get settled. She looks thoughtfully towards McTiernan while listening to Lopez's report.

McTiernan nods, "All right. Main reactor online, fusion reactor online, sensors and comms, coming online. With a look over her shoulder, she does a visual sweep. "If we're all ready, I'll signal Ops for clearance to launch?"

Lopez lifts her PADD off the console, and withdraws to the standby position, near the transporter module.

Torin grunts and lets out a faint smirk, "I'm nearly living in the damned things of late. But aye, at least there's that." He admits, "It is fun." He glances about for his seat and starts to put on his EVA suit.

Krylow punches the ramp closed as the other finish embarking. "Seals are showing green, Lieutenant," he directs to Piper. "We're ready to go. And the Posse just signaled in. They're moving out ahead of us."

Avery nods after hearing from Krylow, "Please do, Lt McTiernan. And take us out once we're cleared."

With confirmation from Operations the Amazon lifts off, moving to follow the Posse out of the shuttle Bay. With all the damaged items it slow going to clear the deck and pass through the doors. Then they're into the space beyond which is littered with debris. A glance out of the ports shows the station and all the damage the station took.

Avery is quiet for a moment as they make their way out, and as she looks over the damage visible from there. "Take us around to the Infirmary, Lt McTiernan." She glances back to Donavon, Krylow and Torin, "Get suited up and ready to go."

Krylow has already begun pulling on his own suit, even as they were slipping out of the shuttle bay. He's doing it with practiced ease, sliding it over his legs and arms before starting to seal it up. "Meg, I'll double check you when you're ready."

<PROVE> Krylow has the merit of Zero-g Training at 2.

Torin nods sharply, "Sir." He offers as he continues to draw the EVA suit on, he does it absently like it's something he is gaining great practice with, unsurprisingly. Quietly tripchecking each seal and such as it goes on around him.

<PROVE> Torin has the merit of Zero-g Training at 2.

Donavon snaps the strap to secure her utility belt and Type II. Hands pat over her body for a final verification that all's secured. With a satisfied grunt, the officer stands and steps towards a rack. A laugh. "My thoughts exactly. Mo, I'll check you if you check Krylow. Then we should be ready." One foot at a time, she dons the suit effortlessly. She flicks at the seals to close, pats down again, then cues Torin over.

Lopez whistles as they pass by the debris, drifting with purpose into the void, and their destination. A stickler for repetitive checks, she waits to have a look at each suited member of the team at the critical points. Otherwise, standby, standby...

<PROVE> Donavon has the merit of Zero-g Training at 2.

McTiernan is all soft hands on the controls, guiding the Amazon out the doors and through the debris field. Once clear, she shifts in her seat and guides the vessel along the outer haul of the station, making her way towards the infirmary. As she goes, she's got a portion of her attention on watching the stats of the shuttle itself.

<PROVE> McTiernan has the merit of Multitasking at 2.

Avery takes another moment to observe the damage before moving back to start suiting up as well, noting, "Another team was dispatched earlier and prepared the site for us."

Torin nods as he moves towards Meg and waits turning for her to check and then checking over Krylow's as well. He watches each studying and then taps the man on the shoulder and gives him a thumbs up.

McTiernan turns the craft, guiding her up along the mall level and upwards towards the leading edge of the top. As they clear the mall, the breach can be seen where the infirmary was. And yes, it's as ugly as you might have thought.

Krylow glances to Torin and nods at the thumbs up. He moves to check first Donavon, tapping her on the helmet lightly twice and then moving to Avery, helping her into her suit and checking the seals. Then he gives her a clear thumbs up, rather than the tapping.

Donavon examines Torin's suit by sight and touch before rapping him on the shoulder. Thumbs up. Her head bobs to Krylow in gratitude, twisting towards the exit ramp. Shoulders roll to loosen muscles, shake off the pre-Zero-G jitters.

As the shuttle clears the top of the mall they do indeed see the hull breach. There are two shuttles there, one of the two just departing. At the breach two EVA suited officers are torch cutting away the last of the damaged edge and as the Amazon approaches they move to head back to their shuttle and embark, before it too detaches from the hull to move off. The Poose approaches the breach ahead of them, settling down near it.

Torin absencly flexes and unflexes his hands in the suit's gloves. He waits now quietly a faint grin though once inside the suit, "It's the waiting that's the worst part." He offers to no one in particular turning towards the exit once again to wait for go order.

Avery nods her appreciation to Krylow, then asks McTiernan, "Let us know when we're in position." She turns to the others, "All ready?"

Lopez listens in on a transmission from her place, and laughs, shielding the audio pickups. "Ops is giving us the green light to to land and begin--" she tells Avery, and continues on, "-and Lieutenant Harris wants us to make sure and seal the flight deck so that we're alright in here when they down the ramp."

McTiernan opens her mouth, then closes it again. With a bitten off sigh and a shake of her head, she takes the craft in for a nice and gentle landing. "Touch down complete. Disembark on your signal" her replies, her voice taking on a cool almost robotic tone.

Krylow moves from Avery towards the flight deck and seals that door, leaving Piper and Ana safe in the front. Then he nods to those in the back to open up the shuttle.

. o O Lopez thinks, "Alek, you remember what I said about permission? You still don't have it."

<CONTEST> Lopez contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

Torin nods and moves over along with the other suited members to the back area. He moves stepping back to hit the panel to open the ramp and prepare to head out onto the hull checking his EVA systems one last time.

Donavon gives her body a solid shake, fingers wildly wiggling at her sides. Breath billows to collect the moisture against the helmet's visor before sucked out by the suit's systems. "Must be a good sign," is said via comlink. "None of us showed our lunches." Once the seal is set, she taps fingers to her wrist unit.

GAME: Avery spends a courage point.

<CONTEST> Torin (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Dramatically Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Avery (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Enviromental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Donavon (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

Quickly and quietly the Junior Missions officer moves down to the sensors consoles inside the flight deck and begins to load up a scan. "If you don't have anything for me right away, Sir, I'm going to try and keep an eye on the debris." Her first attempt reminds her to set a variable.

Avery smiles, "Yet." She quips lightly, "Everyone into the pool...so to speak." She does a double check on her own suit's systems as well, noting to Lopez, "Thanks, would rather not have anything float into us."

As he disembarks, Krylow pushes along one of the portable work carts, moving it towards the edge of the breach. "We'll need to offload the first hull plate from the Posse before we can begin. Meg, can you grab the other work cart from the Amazon?" he asks, pointing behind him to it.

A step at a time, slow at first until her body adjusts to the environment, Donavon reaches the cart. By then, her movements are smooth, gliding along in pushing the work cart forward. "Check."

Torin nods as he makes his way out from the ship. He turns a bit to watch make sure the others make it out well as he slides back, his feet don't even seem to move off the hull as he just slides back along. He begins to make his way towards the site to inspect it letting the others bring the equipment.

Avery sees that everything is in hand, and follows the others out of the shuttle, magnetics making her boots clomp metallically on the hull's surface. She joins Torin to inspect the hole. "Looks like the other crew did a great job."

McTiernan's fingers glide over the console before her, smooth and easy. One thing is clear.. /this/ is where Piper really belongs. Given where she's landed at, she can see the others moving out on to the hull, work carts in hand. Over the comm, she advises, "I'll be pulling back and hovering about 20 meters off the hull. Station sensors can't see you so the Amazon will be the sensor platform. If you need me closer for some reason, just signal my way" then she looks over at Lopez. "There's plenty to do" she comments as her focus shifts, the shuttle pulling slowly up to hover like a beast ready to pounce.

<CONTEST> Lopez contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

Krylow slows his cart down, letting the magnets hold it in place near the breach. "Mo, want to help me with the first hull plate?" he asks as he heads towards the Posse.

Torin nods as he continues to take in the sight making mental notes no doubt on how to do which part at least to himself, "On it." He offers as he begins to make the slow careful hull walking way over to join Krylow and gather the first plate.

Donavon guides the cart to the opposite side of the breach then engages the magnetic locks. Eyes suck in the damages; breath exhales in a steady pace, controlled Tai-Chi exercises, and she moves into position. "I get to hold the torch this time? Right Krylow?"

Lopez doesn't find anything on her sensor sweep, even as the Amazon moves to hover over the team. She continues to monitor, saying, "There's always plenty to do."

GAME: Lopez spends a courage point.

. o O Avery is wistful at the casual ease of the others using the familar names as she waits for everything to be in position.

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> McTiernan contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

Avery glances over to Donavon at her comment, "Do you have experience with welding, Lt Donavon?"

Donavon's dart Avery-ward. "Isole and Krylow trained. It's not that different from handling a phaser on a narrow beam setting."

Krylow glances towards Meg as he and Torin slide the first plate you. "You don't get to ask em, Meg. Lieutenant Avery's the mission CO and ranking engineering officer," he says over comlinks. "Of course, you could use your grunt skills to hold this in place." The last is teasing.

. o O Krylow thinks, "Sure Meg, try and get me to step on my bosses toes. Not that she trusts me as it is but lets not make it worse."

Torin stays quiet now moving to help Krylow glide the first plate down over to where it needs be. He waits amused, his attention clearly on the activity at hand rather than the teasing as he moves.

McTiernan frowns a touch, her gaze shifting to the port side of the shuttle. "Damn.." she growls under her breath as the sluggish answer from the controls has them drifting about 10 meters off course.

Lopez leans forward over the array of data her next series of scans pulls in. She reports, "Mission team is in the green, still go: all the suits are holding up fine, no perceptable problems. We've... got some slow moving debris out there. Nothing to get our knickers in a twist over, yet."

Avery doesn't seem miffed at Donavon at least. "Help me hold the plate while the others weld it into place." She goes to take her place, making sure it is aligned correctly.

GAME: McTiernan spends a courage point.

<CONTEST> McTiernan (claiming advantage) contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

<CONTEST> Avery (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Enviromental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Lopez contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

Donavon shoots Krylow the Meg Grumbled Look. "Remember I can toss you at any time," she counters, slightly miffed but more the jesting that siblings might have. Gloved hands clasp the plate to snap it down against the Station. Held in place as she waits. "Weeellll?" she taunts impatiently though eyes clearly say otherwise.

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Donavon (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Dramatically Fails!

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Torin (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Dramatically Succeeds!

. o O Lopez thinks, "What the hell is that?"

GAME: Krylow spends a courage point.

McTiernan's attempt to stabilize the shuttle are not going well at all. A touch to her PADD has it recording again. "Port engines sluggish to respond to controls." Then to Lopez she directs. "run a scan of that engine, Ana when you've chance to do so. I don't think she was this bad last night."

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Tricorder) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

As the other settle the pla;te into place Krylow checks it with his tricorder, tapping at the buttons for a moment. "That should be good for the inner plate. Mo, wanna weld it down? I figure you've got more welding time from your VMC days."

Lopez is attuned to her console sharply, despite the difficulties up front. She glaring at a blip. "Will do, Sir, but... there's soemthing wrong with the readings off the aft course 274 mark 22. Looking into it, but I'll be right on the engine, momentarily."

Donavon drums fingers, again impatient, and pops her head about to stare at the guys. "Sometime this Saturday?" When her body twists, the plate snags across her left wrist. She tugs her wrist effortlessly free, paying no attention to what results in a tear; minor though major enough if not caught.

Torin is continuing to help move the plate down properly. He blinks then something drawing his attention a thin tendril of atmosphere. He curses, "Oh hell. Uh, maybe sir." He is up and moving, slow but steadily towards Meg, "Hold stll Meg...you, you must have caught a bur. Check your left wrist." He says clearly, moving though obviously hoping she can get the patch on her arm before it grows larger.

<CONTEST> McTiernan (claiming advantage) contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

McTiernan rolls her shoulders, managing to do so without a wince. She gives a Ana a look. "Let me know ASAP. I've got full control of the shuttle back and am correcting our heading, taking us back to our assigned location."

Avery looks over as Torin moves, continuing to hold the plate in place, not needing it to drift off anywhere. "What's the problem?"

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Difficult and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

Krylow glances up when he hears Torin's words. When he spots the tendrils from Donavon's suit he calls out over the comlink, "Meg, cease movements. You've got a suit breach on your left wrist," says Krylow calmly and professionally, all hints of teasing gone.

<CONTEST> Donavon (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Challenging and Succeeds!

Donavon checks. Curses. "Thanks Mo." Equally as calm and professional as Krylow, she verifies the readout on her wrist unit and states over the comlink, "Suit's integrity is holding...barely. Getting a patch." Her free hand unfastens her left upper breast pocket, retrieving one of six patches. On the slapdown, she rubs it into place, clasping the hand for a full minute. "Lovely day to be out, hmm?"

. o O Donavon thinks, "Reminds me when Lieutenant Golden's suit was breached....God was that close."

Torin nods and stops as she gets to it. He waits for a few moments watching the cut off tendril. He stays still watching to see if any more appears then nods, "Got it then, watch the plates, the insides of most of the gloves are thick enough to handle burrs. Try to keep only those in contact if you can." He offers...despite being the youngest officer. He moves back to his spot with the plate, and offers to Krylow, "Well shall I start welding then?"

Lopez reports, "Piper, your engine is at maybe a percent or two below specs..." she says, frowning at the talk coming from the team's comms. Ana listens, and listens hard for a few moments. She has to know, whether or not she needs to recommend a beam back, or a partial scrub. But in the meantime... her data returns on the debris. "Hijo de puta... Sir, those bits of debris are BODIES out there. Two of them." Her hands hover like hummingbirds. "I don't have anything else on them, yet... but I recommend remote ident, and phaser pulse."

McTiernan frowns and says, "We need to confirm if they are or are not Lithian in the making, as it were. If they are, we need to destroy them. If they aren't, we can tag them for pick up. With the engine problem in hand, get on that and I'll watch the team."

Avery frowns slightly at the conversation from the Amazon, but trusts those two to have everything in hand. "Ensign Torin, you handle the welding."

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Challenging and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> McTiernan (claiming advantage) contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> McTiernan contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

Torin winces at this and glances up at the call about debris. He winces inside his helmet and then offers simply, "Yessir." His focus returning quickly to the job at hand, he does speak, "No worries Meg. At least it's a bright and sunny day, I'd hate for it to be cold. I've been thinking of working on my tan you know?" He offers lightly as he begins to get out the equipment to ignire the space welder dealy and start connecting the two pieces of hull.

<CONTEST> Torin (claiming advantage) contests his Material Engineering (Structural) skill vs a difficulty of Challenging and Succeeds!

Lopez advises both Mission Command and her SO in the shuttle, on a sigh of relief. "Not Lithian, Sir. Just corpses. But it might be a good idea to advise near future shuttle forays take place to make sure there are no more, er, floaters in the debris field that are not so... dead."

With a hand kept on the wrist, wanting another minute for the seal to take, Donavon glances over her shoulder into the distance. "Smart thinking Lieutenant McTiernan," is patched to the Amazon, a grave expression shaping. Once she spots the flare from the welding tool, her attention focuses on holding the plate in place. Can't do to be caught unaware and fizz! burnt. "Mo, when did you start being catty? Working on your tan. Ha." Though, she is amused.

Krylow watches his tricorder as the welding starts, and once satisfied its going well he nods to Avery and then moves over to the Posse to prepare the next plate. "Meg doesn't like to tan. She says it hurts her feminine complexion and ruins her nails."

Donavon blinks and her hands almost slip off the plate. "What foreign language are you speaking, Krylow? Wanttobekicked-lish? Because I never heard those words out of my mouth." She snorts, smiles, and concentrates on the work. "Give me a second, Mo. Need to knock the plate half an inch and..there. Fire away."

McTiernan is multitasking like a champ as she reports, "We're five by five on the shuttle and the team" she tells Ana. "How are you coming over there?" she asks.

Avery sighs softly, keeping an eye on the welding as it proceeds. "How is the patch holding, Lt Donavon?"

Torin snorts in his helmet as he continues to guide the welder along quietly, melding the two edges without doing more to one side or the other. He does offer, "Yeah the nails is the hard part, I always tried to make sure she trimmed her nails, or if when she was punching someone she caught a nail on skin I was always worried they'd charge her for deadly weapon and concealing, razor sharp nails and all." He admits absently. He slows his welding as the plate is adjusted and nods quickly resuming the careful work.

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

Krylow finishes unloading the second plate, and thankfully because of the zero-g he's able to pull it over himself. While he's working he's all business and the joking it set aside.

Donavon responds, "Holding, sir. Don't expect another rupture." Eyes roll dramatically at Torin but her jesting is dropped. Hands bare down on the plate, moving once Torin guides the welding tool closer.

Lopez continues tinkering away. The idea of skuttled bodies in space -- considering how messy that can sometimes be -- is turning her a lovely shade of puce. "Doing... okay over here, Sir. I just need a little more time to see if our pair of Doe's have names."

McTiernan reaches out to offer a squeeze to Ana's shoulder before she nods, "Understood. Tag their locations once you've an ID and we'll have them picked up later on."

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

GAME: Avery spends a courage point.

<CONTEST> Avery (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Tricorder) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

Torin makes his circuit around the plating, as Meg keeps the piece in place. He returns back to the place he started after the several minutes of work and offers up, "Sir, I think that should do her." He offers to the group at large.

Avery nods to Donavon, checking on Krylow and the second plate before running a tricorder scan of the first. "Well done, Ensign Torin, the seal is complete. No leaks." She moves out of the way so the next can be settled.

. o O Lopez thinks, "Please be intact, please be intact... You're dead, thats bad enough."

As Torin and company finish up Krylow begins to slide the second plate into place. "Meg? A hand with this one? A careful hand too," he chdes gently.

Lopez smiles a little to McTiernan, as though to let her know she's alright. Her fingers prancing over the face of the console, but nothing comes of it. Do not pass go, do not collect latinum. Or bodies, for that matter. She bends to, asking, "Can you tell how the team is doing? Progress-wise?"

Donavon kicks off to drift to the new position. "Yeah, Yeah. Ham it up, Krylow." Smile intact, she exerts greater care in shifting and holding the next plate.

McTiernan frowns, "They are five by five" she notes again "They are about half way through the repair." A shift of her gaze at Lopez. "Want some help with this?"

<CONTEST> Donavon (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Avery (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Enviromental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Donavon (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

<CONTEST> McTiernan (claiming advantage) contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

Avery goes to lend Donavon a hand to hold it in place, "Mr Krylow, could you check to see if we've got it aligned?"

<CONTEST> Torin (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

"Aye, ay..." starts Krylow before glancing down to his EVA control panel. "One moment. I'm reading a warning on my suit. Let me check it." He begins to carefully tap on the panel. "Ana, could you confirm a temporary transporter lock please?" he asks calmly.

Nice shuttle. Good shuttle. There is a warm oil waiting for your over worked parts upon return to the shuttle bay. Piper's relaxed skill at the consoles keeps the shuttle hovering in position.

Torin nods, "Thank you sir. My pleasure." He offers as he gets up visually inspecting it for a few more moments. He moves to help with the second one as well then, taking the time to make sure the welder is secure on his equipment satchel and all. He glances towards Krylow, now watching grimly visually searching for any signs of damage.

Donavon keeps a close watch on Krylow. "EVAs must have been jostled too many times." She digs to her breast pocket, slipping a patch out. "Searching, Krylow. Don't see any visual indications yet..hmm." Teeth grit.

Lopez swallows, apologetic look on her face. "Give me one more pass at it? Here, here, I got it. Civilians. The combadges on them confirm... Acknowledged, team, I'm on it."

Avery sounds calm as well, "Identified the problem, Mr Krylow?"

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Environmental Suit) skill vs a difficulty of Challenging and Succeeds!

Krylow works on his control pad for a moment and then nods. "Aye. I'm fine. Ana, you can stand down. Thanks though. The external sensor is pretty banged up and was misreading the status. The suit is fine and I'm good," he says, moving back to the plate. "Let's get this done."

Torin watches Krylow critically for a few more moments and shrugs with a nod, he studies the plate, and moves over to help keep it in place and begins to ready the welder once more.

Donavon observes a minute longer before stuffing the patch back into her pocket. "Better be fine." That said, she slides her hands into place, baring down on the plate.

Avery nods to Krylow, "Good. Give Mr Torin the word once its aligned properly. The sooner done, the better."

<CONTEST> McTiernan contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Fails!

McTiernan is monitoring from shuttle side, much as she's been doing since the the start. "I can't confirm a miss read on Alek's suit."

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Tricorder) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

Lopez repeats the scan. "All suits functioning normally, all the team still within safe operating tolerances. I've got them-- misread confirmed. And the position of the bodies has been tagged for later recovery."

Krylow helps to move the plate into place, not seeming worried after his self diagnostic. "Nice to know you guys are watching carefully," says Alek seriously to Piper's comment. "My suit is running a second test. You should get a reading a moment." He says this while running a tricorder scan of the plate. "Alright, that's in place and ready when you are Mo."

Torin offers helpfully, "Hey, don't worry too much. Worse come worse I can just toss you underneath the plating and weld you inside...there's atmosphere in there...Maybe." He says obviously jokingly and nods to Krylow, "Gotcha." He leans in then and begins to do a similar process as he did on the first with the whole welding thing.

Donavon pahs. "Scrawny thing like you, tossing Krylow?" Head shaking, she bares down, moving only when the torch path reaches her direction.

Avery says, "An interesting thought, Mr Torin, but he would leave an unsightly buldge in our station's hull."

Krylow glances up to Avery, smiling a little. "Barana would just hearing how fat I am," he says before glancing to other two, watching the progress.

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

Donavon doodles by humming a ditty. No, no, she didn't just chuckle when Avery implied Krylow's rotundness. "Almost finished, Mo?"

<CONTEST> McTiernan (claiming advantage) contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

Lopez comments into the comms as she works, "Alek and unsightly bulge in the same thought... And me aboard the Amazon. Doesn't seem right... airspace is still clear up here, nothign incoming."

Torin grins ruefully as he continues to weld, "True, he would ruin the asthetics of the hull. Well I'm sure we could find somewhere he fits. There's plenty of holes on the station." He says absently. "But with this there should be one less, a few more minutes."

Donavon smiles at the brilliance of Torin's suggestion. "We do need hole pluggers. What do you say, Krylow?" Cautiously, she inches away from the engineer - just.in.case.

Avery smiles at the replies, but remains quiet for the moment, watching the progress of Torin's welding.

Krylow eyes Meg for a moment. "You know, I think a nice patch of red on the hull would look good." As Torin continues to weld he keeps an eye on the tricorder to make sure everything is lining up. "Looking good Mo."

Donavon meets Krylow's eyes. "I'd like to see you try." She weaves about to let Torin pass. "Medical is going to give you a bright shiny gold star for this."

Torin nods slightly as he keeps his hands steadily moving around the outskirts of the plating and chuckles at the antics of MEg and Krylow. He seems quite content and happily focused on the work.

McTiernan is watching the crew from the cockpit of the shuttle as it hovers in space, remaining clear of debris and giving the station a way to bounce sensors off them.

<CONTEST> Avery (claiming advantage) contests her Personal Equipment (Tricorder) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

<CONTEST> Krylow (claiming advantage) contests his Personal Equipment (Tricorder) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

As Torin finishes the welding Krylow watches his tricorder. "That should do it. The breach should be completely repaired now." He glances over to Avery. "You seeing the same thing as me Lieutenant?" he asks before grinning to Donavon. "Gold star? How do you think I sprung Tay?"

Lopez leans back at her station as progress continues, humming a little ditty under her breath, who's only truly audible lines are, "Away, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe."

<CONTEST> McTiernan (claiming advantage) contests her Vehicle Operations (Shuttlecraft) skill vs a difficulty of Routine and Succeeds!

Avery double checks everything with her own tricorder. "Looks good to me. So much for the Infirmary's chance to put in a balcony. We're done here. Amazon, come and pick us up, please."

<CONTEST> Lopez (claiming advantage) contests her Shipboard Systems (Sensors) skill vs a difficulty of Moderate and Succeeds!

Torin clicks off the welder. He studies his work critically and complains about this point and that point muttering, "Well...it's not pretty, but it might do...Maybe when we have more time, and the EVA suits aren't having troubles I can come out and clean it up." He says grumblingly. Though for the record most of said critical points are barely on the scale of worth noticing.

When it looks like the breach is fixed, Piper moves the shuttle, bringing it in to land it lightly to the hull so the crew could be picked up along with the work carts. Over the comlink, she says, "We're down. Come on home, guys."

"Perfectionist," Meg mutters. Then again, so is she. A final tap to the hull, she shoves off to reach the shuttle.

"Acknowledged, Mission Command, and readings confirmed," Lopez says. Check, check it twice, check it often, check it again. Thats the mantra of missions.

Torin hrmphs at Meg and returns in a refrain, "Well if it's worth doing, it's worth doing right." He complains but moves lightly on the hull towards the cart from the first area and moves it along with the group.

Avery checks to be sure the equipment is accounted for, the joins the others to make her way to the shuttle. "Good job, everyone."

When the shuttle touches down on the hull near them, Krylow closes the work cart nearest him and pushes it onto the shuttle after waiting on all the others to board. Once onto the shuttle he punches the ramp control, closing it behind them and sealing the shuttle. "We're green back here, Piper," he confirms.

Once everyone is aboard and the ramp closed, Piper thumbs her controls, "Ops, this is the Amazon. We're dusting off the hull, proceeding down along the spine then in to the bay. We've tagged several retrievals and have a clear path for the return flight. As a side note, might want to make it part of the mission briefing for repair crews to be prepared to see this kind of thing." When permission comes for the landing of the shuttle, she guides the craft down and in through the bay doors. The shuttle glides into a stop as the bay doors close. She begins a power down as she opens the ramp so the others can disembark. "Thank you for flying Piper Aerospace. Be sure to tip your pilot and mission crew on your way off the shuttle. We live for the little things" she says over the coms.