(Lol Yeah)
Thesa slept like a rock, out cold and barely shifting around at all. Almost exactly eight hours later, she woke up though, her body on a schedule and not breaking that schedule. She sighed and yawned, eyes opening slowly as she stretched and slowly woke up. Looking around, she realized she was still by the television, meaning she hadn’t moved to the crew bunks at all.
"And it became Human, in most ways that mattered." // OxO // OPEN
Zev was awake, and had already checked the dataport for a reply from Alexi. "Good morning." He greeted. "I talked to Alexi about what you asked for, and he said both can happen, although the meeting will take place aboard his ship, and you will be frisked by an Android or two for a weapon before being allowed in."
“Morning,” She replied, pulling the blanket around her shoulders and listening to what he was saying. Thesa nodded, eyes half closed in tiredness, “Sure, I’m fine with that.” Today was going to be a long day.
Zev nodded. "Alright. I shall get to work, you can join me whenever." He started walking back to where he had left his suit. He put the suit on, heading out to continue working. It had done his brain good to have those six hours of "sleep".
She nodded again and groaned as she stood up, keeping the blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Scooping up one of the packets of food from where they sat in he floor, she started to wander the ship, looking for somewhere to boil the water so she could eat. Her stomach growled loudly, clearly liking the idea of food and she looked in every room to try to find a place to prepare it.
The kitchen section was located not too far from the rec room, although unfortunately half of it was missing, and it was sealed off in the back. She could still go in, it was just missing half the room. Zev started working again.
Soon she stumbled into what looked like a kitchen, a smile crossing her face for a moment. Thesa headed in quickly, food packet in hand as she looked around for a pot to boil water. She set the food down and seen found a small pot that would work perfectly. She abandoned the blanket and folded it up carefully after filling the pot with some water and setting it boiling.
Zev kept working. For a moment, the lights and engines all flickered off, leaving her in the complete dark, before coming back on again as if nothing had happened, everything working again. The engines, however, seemed to be straining a little more than usual, their vibrations louder than before.
She froze when the lights went out, tense and knowing exactly what was happening. The ships engines were clearly not used to this much use in thirty years and were failing, meaning she either had to get off the ship before the life support went out or figure out what she could do go. Thesa sighed, rubbing her head. It was too early to be dealing with this. She poured the boiling water into the food packet and jogged to the hole in the ship, popping on her helmet to ask Zev what to do over the built in communication system. “Hey, zev, ships engines are straining and I don’t think they’ll work for much longer. What should I do?”
Zev started walking. "Let me check the engines, i might be able to get them to hold together. Get in your suit and stay in it." He told her as he headed to the engine room. "In the event that they fail, we will have to complete repairs on the front cockpit as quickly as possible so that we can restore pressure so you have somewhere to sleep and eat."
“Got it.” She pulled off her helmet and slipped into the suit, scarfing down her food before sticking her helmet back on and wandering back to where she was to grab all of her things. The power went out again momentarily and she felt her feet lift off the floor before touching back down. She cursed and hurried faster, the hum of the engines becoming even more strained.
Zev went to the main computer controlling the engines. "Diagnostics check." He commanded, going through the information. He frowned. Fuel. He realized. He commed These. "Do you have any spare Gölrod Fuel?" He knew that thst fuel was hardly ever used any more, as most spaceships ran on far cleaner things now. He doubted she would have any, but that was the whole reason the engines were failing. They were reaching the end of the fuel. He had carefully conserved it by keeping no lights or life support running, and only the bare minimum heat that was required to keep his joints and brain functioning. But now, with Thesa, it had been running at half capacity. It had only had enough fuel to run at full capacity for a year. It had only barely stretched for thirty, and then keeping it at half for days? Had sucked it all the way down.
Thesa shook her head and snorted, “Nope, I haven’t seen any of that fuel for probably a decade now.” She grabbed her blanket from the kitchen before going to get her other things. The lights flickered and she sighed, shaking her head as she reached the room with the TV and scooped up her other stuff.
"Ah. Well. That's the fuel the ship runs on, and it has less than an eighth left. I'm going to put it on minimum, so it's going to be dark, gravityless, and a bit cold." He said, flipping switches. The engines straining got quieter as the artificial gravity turned off, and the majority of the lights clicked off.
“Where should I put my stuff? And I’m hoping we can get the front window in so I can go back to my ship.” She was a little unsteady as her feet lifted off the ground and she started floating, though she quickly got used to it. The only thing that made her uncoordinated was the darkness, her cursing soft in the communications set as she bumped into walls as she tried to get around.
He floated in her direction. He stopped at a computer terminal to activate minimum lights. One light on at quarter power, every tenth light. Which meant it was still very, very dim, but not as bad as it had been. "I'll show you where to strap it down. As for the window, once we get your stuff strapped down, we can get started on it."
Thesa nodded, looking up as the lights flickered on barely. She had a face of relief that she could see again and she floated around the hall. Pushing against the walls with her feet to propel herself forward and towards where she thought he was. “Alright. Let’s get this stuff strapped down then, I don’t want to loose anything.”
Zev nodded, and spotted her. He floated over to her. "Come on." He floated away, pushing off the walls as he went. Leading her to a small room, he gestured to some straps on the walls. "You can put them there."
She did as he said with another nod, fastening it all down and turning back to him, “Let’s get this ship finished up.” Sleeping on a cold, dark ship didn’t sound fun at all and she didn’t want to work another day, making her decide that as much as she didn’t want to, she would work as hard as she could and finish the work today.
Zev nodded. "To the cockpit then. I already have the window measurements for your cockpit, so we just have to take care of the cockpit here in the Daedalus." He said, and led her through the halls to the cockpit, drifting inside.
Thesa followed Zev into the cockpit, floating around aimlessly as she looked out the huge front window. The view of space was beautiful, but terrifying. There was so much out there that she couldn’t even fathom. Her eyes flicked to him and she wondered how they were going to cut the glass.
Zev measured the window, marking off the edges. "I have the measurements. There is an old laser cutting tool, it should work still." He left the cockpit, and came back a few minutes later with the tool in his hands.
Thesa nodded, holding onto the nearest bolted down thing she could so she wouldn’t float away when the window was cut away by Zev and his laser cutting tool. She wished she could help, but she didn’t have any supplies too, and even if she did, she didn’t want to go all the way back onto her ship to get them.
"I am going to depressurize the room before I begin, so that there is less to be sucked out when the window is breached." Zev said, tapping at the controls. The door to the rest of the ship slowly closed, with a groan of metal. There was a few moments where the ships air pumps started sucking the air out, and then the room was at the same pressure as outer space.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” She asked once the room was depressurized, looking around for something to do. Just watching him work and not being able to help made her feel useless and very bored. There had to be something she could do.
Zev shrugged. "You can come over here so that if I need help, you are readily available." He replied as he began to cut away the glass. The tool was rather loud.
Thesa nodded, floating over but keeping a safe distance from the tool. The thought of getting the new window in and getting back to a planet made her giddy with excitement and she smiled. After she fixed her ship, she would be able to see Alexi, her childhood idol.
Zev continued cutting. He had nearly finished one side of the four he needed to cut. He had given himself six inches of extra glass on each side, just in case they needed it.
Her mind wandered while he worked, the loud but steady noise from the cutter just background noise as she thought about everything that could and would happen after they got to a planet. Zev needed to see a mechanic first, to get his arm fixed and any other problems, he could do that and I could get the parts for my ship. It would be a lot easier to repair it again with gravity on a solid planet. The next part would be to find where Alexi was, so Zev could go back to his creator and she could meet him. She couldn’t deny, even just thinking about leaving Zev made her sad, the few days they had been stuck here she had gotten used to his android attempts at humor and his presence.
Zev continued cutting, now working on the second side. Once they were out, he could get fixed and ask Alexi why…why he had never come back. If Alexi knew where the Daedalus was, why didn't he at least send a ship to get him, instead of leave him there for thirty years, alone?