AWD #330: Not as Expected
Not as Expected
Summary: Halena gets inducted into the lucky few who've seen the inside of a raider up close.
Date: 17/05/2016
Related Logs: There is No Hatch
Toby Halena 
Hangar Bay - Deck 3 - Battlestar Orion
Each hangar deck is divided into five one-hundred yard sections, each divided from the others by massive blast doors that close vertically from the floor and overhead. Each hangar section houses all of the Vipers, Raptors, and Predators that the wing operates as well as the vital work areas to support and maintain these fighting platforms. Each bay is large enough to accommodate one of these frames and still get heavy work done, though the fore- and aft-most sections are dedicated to overhauls and major work to be done. The bays along the center section are located across from launch tubes and elevators in order to provide scramble and Alert-Five capabilities. The second-to-aft bay provides major elevator and transport access to the starboard bay as well as the major manufacturing facility. Due to the nature of the work, the hangar decks are major hubs of activity at all hours of the day and all but four hours overnight.
AWD #330

With an area of the deck sectioned off and under MP guard, it's fair to say that there are rumours flying around among the deckies. Although the area is that which is known to be housing the captured cylon raider, so maybe that's not too surprising. What is perhaps more surprising is the string of blue language that was heard to emanate from behind the tarps when Toby went to do his survival systems survey, followed by the rapid arrival of a doctor and two intelligence officers. They're now long gone, but there's still a couple of people Toby is hoping to catch before word spreads too far, the project head, and the chief stoker. Having sent word for both he's now back on his usual duties, waiting for them, to put in an appearance.

Halena makes her way up to the deck when she hears who it is that's looking for her. Not in quick order, she certainly doesn't rush to him. But once other pressing matters of the day have been seen to, she moves with that casual limp of hers to the deck. When she spies Toby going about his duties, she moves in his direction, but waits to call out to him until she's close enough that she won't have to shout. "Shackleton!" she says, raising her hand in a gesture of greetings and salutations. "Hope you've some good news to share with me," she says, pleasantly enough.

Toby glances up when he hears his name, then raises a hand to indicate that he's heard and he won't be a moment. Well, two moments berhaps, but then he's out from under the viper he'd been working on and heading towards the engineer. "Yes, and no," he starts with, gesturing that they should proceed towards the tarp, "the good news is that PO Alexios is now in charge of the raider project. The bad news is that I opened her up to do the work I promised I would and found something that's not quite as expected." Once they reach the tarp he just walks straight past the MP (who doesn't seem to mind), then holds open a gap for Halena to follow though. Beyond? Yep, there's a cylon raider.

Halena ducks a little to move past the gap in the tarp Toby's holding, her hazel eyes already darting quickly over the raider in front of her. Once through, she steps deeper into the space and closer to the raider, enough to be out of Toby's way. But she won't progress further — not her project, this, so she won't just waltz in and poke around. This is Toby's show. She folds her arms and shifts her weight to her good leg, still looking over the Raider with professional interest. "What kind of something?"

Toby lets the tarp fall back then heads for a section of the raider's armour plating that looks like it might be a little looser that the others. "Something that I think will require the brains of your department, as well as others," he replies as she starts to pry the armour up so he can remove a panel revealing what can only be called a biological membrane beneath it. "Below that is what looks, at first glance, to be a nervous system, including brain, blood, and some form of hydrolic heart. Whole fracking this is biomechanical and the doc who came down reckons that before it took damage it was most likely alive in and off itself, not just a machine with a pilot."

Well whatever she might have been expecting, that indeed and in fact wasn't it. That's discernible from her face — which, while pale on a good day, is positively ashen now as she steps around to stare right up at the membrane. "Biomechanical?" Halena mutters in disbelief. Then she mutters an off-color word or two of her own as she steps a bit closer. Finally, after awhile of staring, she folds her arms and shifts her weight back to her good leg, before looking back over her shoulder at Toby. "My applause to you for managing to pass this project off before you found this," she says, and though her tone is rather flat it's clearly meant as a joke. She flits her eyes and turns her head back to the Raider. "Assuming your doc wants to start deconstructing this thing to get close enough for an autopsy … have you determined how far inside this organic material goes? Is it the whole ship? And will your guys be able to deconstruct around it or is it … fuzed or attached in some way?"

"Plans are not yet finalised," Toby replies in a tone which suggests they largely were until he threw this somewhat inconvenient spanner into the works. "Best guess? They want some tissue samples to take straight up to medical to look at, then it'll be taken apart slowly, bit by bit, which technical and medical staff both present. It's far to big to take apart up there obviously, so all the inital work will be done here." All relatively sensible stuff he then continues, "it seems like the armour is basically some sort of skull equivalent, and then the innards are the brain and what keeps the brain going. How it links in to systems like engines and guns is anyone's guess right now." But very definitely on the list to investigate.

Halena hmms softly. She finally steps away — rather a few steps away — before she turns to face Toby again. No point in putting your back to that … thing. "My husband was a doctor," she says, perhaps speaking a bit out of left field. "I've seen him grown little organisms in his little dishes that would grow to whatever space you put them in, into whatever shape … suppose if that's possible, so'z this." She sighs a bit, closing her eyes and shaking her head. "Will you have Alexios let me know when they're preparing to start untangling this? If you're slammed I can go find him myself."

Once it seems Halena has seen enough Toby steps forward to replace the armour plating. It takes a few moments but then he's tilting his head back towards the tarp again, "I'll let him know. I figured it was worth getting someone from your department in on this as well as it's a little out of our usual league." That said he heads to make a gap in the tarp again, "if you think of anything that might be of use in the library, or such, let Alexios know and we'll dig it out. I don't expect we'll be rushing this one."

"No, I expect not. At least, not until the thing in there starts to rot." Because it's a living thing and living things rot when dead, right? Because it's dead, right? Halena follows Toby out, pausing once they're on the outside of the tarp again. "Not to slam you with more work or anything, but I was thinking about going to check out this cargo vessel I'm supposed to be fitting out. Would you be able to join me?"

Halena says, "No, I expect not. At least, not until the thing in there starts to rot." Because it's a living thing and living things rot when dead, right? Because it's dead, right? Halena follows Toby out, pausing once they're on the outside of the tarp again. "Not to slam you with more work or anything, but I was thinking about going to check out this cargo vessel I'm supposed to be fitting out in the next week or so. Would you be able to join me?""

Letting the tarp fall back behind him and continuing to basically ignore the MP Toby nods slowly. "If you leave the panel off for too long there's already a definite smell, might end up as a job to do in suits." He certainly would if he were lumped with it. As for the cargo vessel he shrugs once, then points int he direction of the deck chief, "check with her on the way out, she says yes and I'm all yours."

"Will do," Halena says. She glances once more to the tarp with a bit of a sigh. "And in the meantime … enjoy that." With that, the Crewman one more nod before she turns and starts to move in that direction, her limp not quite hindering her, but not quite ever going away either.

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