Struggling along, Tazzak stopped and pulled out his display. This was the vicinity of the fault, now, where was it? Tazzak took out a small motorised screwdriver and began to undo the cover to one of the pipes covering the power cables. As soon as he removed the first screw, there was a peculiar smell that emanated from inside the pipe. It was as if something died in there.

[i]I swear, if a womp rat decided to crawl in here and chew through the wires...[/i] Tazzak's mind was speechless as he lifted up the panel. Latched by the teeth onto the power cables was the charred corpse of a womp rat. [i]... Really?[/i] Tazzak had nothing. This was the craziest day ever. With one of his tools, he poked out the womp rat, and recovered some solder and insulator to repair the wires so they weren't shorting anymore.

After a few moments, he was all done. He replaced the panel hastily and began crawling backwards to return to the switch panel. Now that he had the hang of it, he moved faster. Luckily is seemed that no one had decided to look for him down there, as he didn't feel any blaster shots when he crawled back and ascended the ladder again. [i]Don't you dare blow a fuse again![/i] Tazzak warned in his mind as he flipped the switch for the shield projector. The hum booted up again, and this time the readings were green. Tazzak pumped his fist in triumph. There was still some energy now that the fault wasn't draining the system, so now he just had to remove the fuel choke and they could escape! That is, if they had enough fuel in the first place...

He pulled the control to remove the fuel choke that he had kept for maintenance. Anyone in the cockpit might see some more optimistic signs on the displays now. Might.