Making a Friend better

Posted on Tue Jul 28th, 2020 @ 1:04am by Lieutenant Chadrick McNier
Edited on on Tue Jul 28th, 2020 @ 1:19am

477 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Mission 2 - Encounters of a First Kind
Location: Computer Core
Timeline: 2168/07/29 2315

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McNier had to admit this is one way to get out of the lab; the Central Computer was a bit damaged; all the over-loads and power spikes had taken ; luckily, only a small toll upon the Computer Systems. The only thing that could get him out of the lab where he had a whole new Galaxy to process is the computer Storage not being able to keep up with the flow of information. The chips withing the core were reading as undamaged; the power connections; that was a problem. If the circuits are not balanced spikes and other things could technically go wrong the surges could cause a cascade effect and damage the stored data as well and frying the pathways from the ship's sensory systems and the Computer Archive.

Using a hand scanner each pathway is carefully mapped and checked for 'Kinks or heat damage' with a speculative eye upon adjacent sub-systems. The computer is; in reality, what keep the crew alive and able to control the ship. Power relays guide the impulses from the ship to Computer and back again where applicable. Instability can grow like a loose part in a motor; eventually something breaks and always at the worst time.

Using his sensor he had spent the last few hours going from the Ship board connection to the Computer Core in hopes of finding nothing damaged and quickly removing and replacing any questionable parts. Like doing brain surgery, you do not recycle parts to make your brain work. Each synapse is important and under the right conditions would be disaster if it failed. With great care McNier had gone over the hardware and once a section repaired he set a monitor as a Operating system diagnosis is put through the paces as well.

He had a small container half down the Jeffery Tube, no risk of eating near this beautiful bit of technology. He had actually spent the better part of two shifts gently going over the Computer Core, he would be very sure that this system is completely operational before he dare leave her. No lady likes to be left without her full mind about her; no teasing or tittering in a Computer; no bubbly conversation to be irritating, just logic circuits and data put in an understandable format.

He liked computers; he thought women a beautiful disstraction for the most part; just not those bubbly types that are so annoying. No one should be that happy except off duty or as a Morale Officer.

The final chirps from the Diagnostic gave a clean bill of health to the Computer.

Time to go to bed so he could get an early start on those sensory readings, how would the spacial particles be affected here and the varied radiation effects upon them and the ship should keep him busy for a bit?

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