[b]Mark A. Lopez[/b]
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“I’ll make my way to the ship and make sure things are ready to rock.” She’d nod to the engineer “Care to join me?” she offers, scooping up her bottle in her left hand and regarding the rest of the rapidly mobilizing assembly. 

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Mark gave Ginny a look as she stepped up, all no-nonsense and moving like someone who didn’t need to be asked twice. He nodded once, tight, and adjusted his rifle.

“Finally,” he muttered, “someone else with some balls.”

He brought the rifle up into a ready sling, checking the chamber as he stepped out from the bar. His voice rose just enough to carry to the rest, calm but pointed.

“You heard her. Start gathering what you can. If it’s useful, carry it. If it ain’t nailed down, strip it. We’ll need every tool, every cell, and every capable hand if we’re getting that ship off the damn line.”

He didn’t wait for a response, just moved, catching up with Ginny as she slung her bottle and led the way.

“Main relay network's gonna need testing,” he said low, voice falling into rhythm with his boots, “Capacitors might still hold charge but if the startup sequence is shot, we’re dead before the nav array even comes online. I’ll get under deck when we board, check the power spine. If that thing’s cracked, we’ll need to reroute everything through the backup grid.”

The corridor stretched out ahead, heat shimmering faintly under the overheads. As the crowd noise faded behind them, only the distant thrum of the reactor and the creaking bones of the station kept them company.

Mark spared a glance over his shoulder, then forward again.

“Let’s hope the doors are still open by the time we get there.”