Certainly a mess they were in.

The aft section of the frigate took some kind of ballistic fire.  A rail gun the Tech Priest could gather.  It shot right through the void shields and slammed right into the engines section.  It exposed the massive compartment to void.  The ship lost 3 whole teams in an instant.  Servitors and Hierophox went to work while repair teams prepared their void suits to help out.  If it was just a big hole in the ship, they'd be done by now.  But the shell didn't just puncture, didn't just explode.  The shrapnel... the projectile seemed perfectly designed to pierce metal and then rupture.  Hundreds, thousands of cuts from the entry point, slicing fuel lines, coolant pipes, even as small as wires were severed.

Day one, patch the holes and structural damage, make sure the ship atleast has its impulse power.  Day two, evaluation and begin repairs on the Warp Engine.  The myriad of small annoyances mounted to a major problem.  The Warp Engine was a temperamental beast even under optimized circumstances.  Now it was wounded, wounded and angry.  A thousand cuts throughout its body.  The entire engine block smelled of blessed oils, sanctified grease, and promethium wielders.  

Severus Hierophox was at the foot of the Warp Engine, near coil intake port 37.  His mechadendrites a flurry of sparks, lights, and whirls as he cut, trimmed, massaged, soothed the dozens of wires, patched the hundreds of cut tubes.  Cornelius flitted about him, speaking the litanies, playing the vox caster of power inspiration music that the Omnissiah good graces and glory.  Through it all, the vox in his skull chirped on.  [color=red]"Receiving Captain Cook."[/color]  Came his oddly cheery if completely robotic voice, orchestral classical music playing in the background.

He knew that the captain wouldn't have the patience needed to treat the Praetorian Steel with the loving care such a noble creation required and so, moving his hands from the computer panel, he went to his data slate currently in the mechanical hands of a favored servitor.  [color=red]"Thank you Abigail.  Aid Support Team 6 and initiate the coajicator reloading."[/color]  He took the slate from her and quickly his tendrilites did their work.  [color=red]"Understood.  We have returned functionality to the Warp Drive, but the scans and repairs to the surrounding sectors are still on going.  We have structural damage being appraised in sections 12E, 18-27E, 34E, and 39E.  The stress of a jump could cause fracturing and cataclysmic failure.  I might also add, the micro leaks could cause the Engine to fail, which means a possibility of being stranded.  I am calculating a 33.768924 percent chance of immediate termination upon activation and a 46.983291 chance of engine failure after activation.  If you can give us another estimated 5.46 hours, those numbers will decrease by 9.12 percent.  Extraordinary efforts considering most of your repair teams are liberated organics."[/color]  He was pushing for a full servitor repair teams but so far his requisitions have not been accepted.