OOC: Takes place after D. James' "Falling Slightly Askew" / Greyson's "Conundrums of the Galaxy (Class)"
(( Officer's Lounge ))
:: Carter came in and sat down where he found the Caitian officer waiting for him. As he had done with Rahman, he dreaded being late to anything. The moment when you realize you're the second one there and thus the party had started without you. He swallowed and sat down across from Mei'konda. ::
Mei'konda: Welcome, Lieutenant. No hurry, I promiise. :: Mei’konda shook his head toward the waiter when the human man strolled back over and asked if they needed anything. ::
Greyson: Black coffee, thanks. :: He paused for a moment as he got comfortable. :: So, what's my brain needed for involving a Galaxy-class?
:: He found it interesting that they were talking about a ship class he'd read up on extensively, but had only the briefest of service on. Once his coffee arrived, he had a sip of it and waited for Mei'konda to ask the question before formulating a reply. ::
Mei'konda: I seemed to remember thaat you tend to work more on auxiliaary sysstems than engiines, and that’s what the Astraeus is haaving the most trouble with. Plus, we did serrve on the Garuda togeether, if only briefly. You were the first naame that came to mind.
Greyson: You said this vessel was undergoing a refit?
:: The Caitian bobbed his head once in return to the human. ::
Mei'konda: That’s riight. She’s one of the first six Galaxy class vessels that were commissioned. Along with the Galaxy, Enterprise, you know. So, she’s an older shiip, and this refit is systems wide, briinging her up to modern staandards.
:: He scratched his chin thoughtfully before having another sip of his coffee. There was something that didn't sit right with him about what Mei'konda described but without reference material he wasn't sure of the answer. ::
Greyson: Any project logs on that PADD I could look at?
Mei'konda: Of course. My braain is frazzled. I just thought I’d see about gettiing a fresh perspectiive.
Greyson: :: smiling. :: Any time. Let's take a look.
:: The PADD slid across the table easily as both Caitian and Terran picked up their drinks and took a sip in unison. Carter was reading through it at a relaxed pace, taking his time comprehending the gravity of the problem. ::