[RP] In the Captain's Quarters
Migs climbed out of the engine grease, wiping his hands on a rag and maintaining a carefully rehearsed "stressed technician" face. He stepped onto the deck, meeting Captain Joey’s sharp gaze. "Good news and bad news, Captain," Migs said, his voice loud enough for the nearby crew—Elrond and the others—to hear. "The Magpie Princess is breathing again, but she’s on life support. That 'whale song' you heard was the Aether-Core trying to tell us it's starving for high-grade resonant capacitors." He held up a hand as if calculating a complex equation in his head, letting Alexa project a flickering, red-tinted holographic cost-analysis chart. "It’s going to be expensive. Very expensive. We're talking 'black-market-nebula-crystals' expensive. I need to walk you through the budget and the sourcing options before we even think about pulling out of the station." He leaned in closer, dropping his voice just a fraction. "In priv...
