[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Silvia Adenias[/color][/b][/i][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Infirmary -> The MOR[/center][hr][hr]

	[color=a187be]"Works for me,"[/color] Silvia said before biding the rest of the staff a quick [color=a187be]"toodles"[/color] and heading for the elevator and heading up to the MOR. Taking her seat she rolled her neck a little bit and got to work trying to help usher people here and there to back Tryke up with the repairs; sending some comms back to Earth to have some supplies and a few more hands sent when they sent over the core. 

	Down in the Infirmary Crisna got to work with making sure anyone that had been injured in everything was tended to. Tristan lay there for a good hour before he began to stir but Crisna put a quick end to that and sedated him heavily. She was not ready to deal with the blow up she knew he was going lash out. She could always put it off to the powers that be that he could have been injured and she wanted to ensure he got the rest he needed. He had just come off a long shift before Silvia arrived after all right?

	Time seemed to go quickly and now that there were not ships being tossed at the planet without warning the place was starting to run like clock work. Silvia was no peach to work for, she pushed people hard; very hard. Thing was though she was never cruel about it, she held herself to a high standard and held those in the tower to the same level. Work got done quickly and even though people were obviously getting tired it seemed they didn't mind as much since they were not being berated every five minutes. 

	The ship from Earth came in with the core, extra repair supplies and a team of 6 crew members that were being temporarily assigned to the Altenian Tower; 1 Singer to check the crystals, 1 Empath to help Crisna, 3 Repair Workers to back up Tryke, and 1 Security Specialist to help Fisher but more so just to check on Silvia. It was Marc, someone that Silvia had not expected but was not going to complain. 

	Sitting back in her seat she glanced around, the last ship for the day was docked and being unloaded. There wouldn't be anything else coming in for another 12 hours. Down in holding was their prisoner, Tristan was being examined by the new Empath because Crisna was not about to deal with Tristan if she didn't have to. He had finally awoken and ended up sending several pieces of equipment into another wall. More repairs for Tryke. Marc was going over the lists of what all Earth had sent to help Altenia with Silvia. Seemed things were calm, hopefully they would stay that way, at least until the repairs were done.