(good to know someone else shares my enthusiasm for keeping up a pace
)
“Simply brilliant. How are the coils looking?”
Festhar sighed and threw his talons in the air, “Kelran, that’s the 8th time in 5 revolutions you’ve asked that”
“And?”
“And no change, the Graviton coils look like they’re functioning perfectly…. Huh. Now that’s peculiar”
“What?” Kelran crossed the space between the section commander’s chair and the helm station in half a second, Festhar pointed, “that.” Kelran blinked, blinked again, and looked at Festhar, he nodded.
“Sub-Leftenant Kelran to Main Section bridge…”
“What is it Squire?” Kelran winced at the term, which was a clear snipe.
“Sir, Sub-Leftenant Festhar and I are getting some strange Gravitic readings”
Suddenly the Officer of the Deck was all attention, “From the GVG?”
Festhar studied the readout and tapped the panel, “No sir, from co-ordinates 21-beta 6 by alpha 42.”
The derision was evident in the officer’s voice, “Do you Squires not know a garden variety spacial distortion when you see it?”
Kelran closed the channel in disgust. And apprehension.