((USS Constitution B - Astrometrics Lab))
SydT: Just... one... more... second. ::She could feel her whole body quivering with anticipation.::
He watched with bright eyes anticipation as the final energy surged over the hull of the Constitution and the Chrondite released.
So'Mior: I believe we are successful.
His voice was calm but had an undercurrent of energetic cheering to it.
SydT: Let 'em know they are free to raise shields.
So'Mior: I will.
As SydT sank back in her seat So’Mior tapped the communications line.
So'Mior: =/\= Ensign So’Mior to bridge. The Chrondite has been cleared from the hull and you are clear to engage shields or systems. =/\=
Bridge: =/\= ?
So’Mior: =/\= Yes. Keeping the deflector shield active should prevent any particle re-adherence. We can power down the particle beams. =/\=
Bridge: =/\= ?
((OOC – up to you if you want to extend the conversation))
As the commline closed he looked towards SydT and stood, offering her a hand up.
So’Mior: We should find a cooler location to monitor the hull.
SydT: I couldn't agree more. ::She attempted to stand and felt her knees go weak.:: I might need a hand.
So’Mior: It is not a trouble, I will help however you need.
His tone was earnest and open.
SydT: I'm not sure where the best place to go is. But I could use a nice cool Chai Tea. ::She knew it was an odd choice for her, but she had gotten a taste for it at the Academy. Her human roommate was always drinking it.::
So’Mior: You did well. Thank you for your assistance, Ensign.
SydT: Thank you. ::She took the Vulcans hand and allowed him to help her walk.:: Where to?
So’Mior: Response
SydT: I don't know the engine well, but I would say she sounds better.