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With the engines now off, Neil breathed a sigh of relief at their volatile luck. It was almost as if one of the Star Gods had decided to make the Highlander Crew their plaything, dangling bits of good news right as they fuck them from behind. With practiced ease, he used the auxiliary power that still held the cable rotor in place to ease the Highlander closer to the asteroid, meter by meter, so as to get close enough for their power controls to collect the necessary anti-matter.
Luckily, they were still in interstellar space, so Solar Wind wouldn't be any problem. Lagging behind this asteroid, they merely needed to hope that the velocity would remain consistent. Neil raised his brow as the Highlander drifted closer, until they were close enough to dock in any normal situation. It worried him more than a little that he felt an odd pressure from being so close to such a massive amount of the dark-stuff. But first and foremost, survival from starvation was key.
"Take the helm. I'll go out and get some engine juice." Neil said lightly, yanking up his suit once more around his shoulders and re-donning his helmet. "Wish me luck." He said, not finishing the last sentence they might ever speak to one another with a joke. He knew what rided on this.
Despite the ache of his wound and the month in cryo-sleep, Neil still had his wits about him enough to control the omni-tool with an engineer's skill, and he managed to collect the smallest inkling of the anti-matter. He was most afraid of how the material would do when introduced to close proximity of the cutting lazer, and how it would do in a controlled container. But it was by the Grace of Gideon that Neil managed to re-enter the Highlander with the anti-matter, and introduce the substance to the engines.
Closing the power core, Neil let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. It was now or never, and he opened his comm. "Captain...the anti-matter is in." Giving her the go to release the cable and start the engines, checking the power gauge. He made his way to the cockpit to see firsthand how this would turn out.
@Penny
Luckily, they were still in interstellar space, so Solar Wind wouldn't be any problem. Lagging behind this asteroid, they merely needed to hope that the velocity would remain consistent. Neil raised his brow as the Highlander drifted closer, until they were close enough to dock in any normal situation. It worried him more than a little that he felt an odd pressure from being so close to such a massive amount of the dark-stuff. But first and foremost, survival from starvation was key.
"Take the helm. I'll go out and get some engine juice." Neil said lightly, yanking up his suit once more around his shoulders and re-donning his helmet. "Wish me luck." He said, not finishing the last sentence they might ever speak to one another with a joke. He knew what rided on this.
Despite the ache of his wound and the month in cryo-sleep, Neil still had his wits about him enough to control the omni-tool with an engineer's skill, and he managed to collect the smallest inkling of the anti-matter. He was most afraid of how the material would do when introduced to close proximity of the cutting lazer, and how it would do in a controlled container. But it was by the Grace of Gideon that Neil managed to re-enter the Highlander with the anti-matter, and introduce the substance to the engines.
Closing the power core, Neil let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. It was now or never, and he opened his comm. "Captain...the anti-matter is in." Giving her the go to release the cable and start the engines, checking the power gauge. He made his way to the cockpit to see firsthand how this would turn out.
@Penny
