[hr][hr][color=#cc66ff][center][h1]Tryke Lockley[/h1][/center][/color][hr][center]Location: Altenian Main Docking Port A1 -- The Confiscated Ship[/center][hr][hr]Tryke could hardly believe it when Craig told her they'd have a new crystal drive in eighteen hours. She pinched herself, going off of the old superstition, her eyes wide. No doubt it had to be some sort of connection of the new T-1. No one else in the tower had that sort of sway, able to get a crystal drive so quickly. 

[color=cc66ff]"Tell the new T-1 it's appreciated,"[/color] Tryke said numbly to Craig, before switching her PDA off. 

Still in disbelief, Tryke went over towards where the crystal drive would be installed, and grabbed a cloth. The grime and wreckage of the old one was partially lodged in, and she cleaned it out, slowly and methodically, giving her time alone with her thoughts. The rest of the repair crew was taking care to place the old drive somewhere out of the way, allowing the senior repair division specialist to ponder.

Eventually, the ruckus from outside disturbed her from her thoughts. Peeking out of the ship, Tryke watched as the pilot was taken away in cuffs, and she couldn't help but smirk. Fisher would have some sort of punishment in store for him--but nothing as great as what would happen the next time the ship flew. 

[color=cc66ff]"Alright, this ship is ready to be moved,"[/color] Tryke said, getting off of the confiscated ship. Motioning towards Tom's security team, she gave them instructions to move the ship to repair dock 17. It'd be plenty safe there, and allow for them to properly install the new crystal drive. 

[color=cc66ff]"Everyone else, you can go,"[/color] Tryke said, looking towards her repair crew. [color=cc66ff]"Go get something to eat, we'll be working on this ship again in eighteen."[/color]