An eruption of light shot out from the panel of circuitry Garrick Telloni stood in front of, sparks singeing his eyebrows and beard. A low grunt of ldisapproval emanated in the burly man's throat. Taking a step back he brought his hand to his chin and squinted thoughtfully at the machinery that just seemed to love being broken. Garrick's eyes fell on a few different components that seemed to be out of place or loosened, reaching for his multitool he leaned over and into the open panel. Another low groan of annoyance escaped him. One of the hyperdrive motivators blew out. Fortunately there was a replacement.<br/><br/>"Hey Garrick!"<br/><br/>Garrick's head jolted to the side and a ringing sound lightly echoed as his head bounced off of the metal lining. His eyes lost focus for a couple seconds, but when they came to he found Corvyn standing before him with a sheepish grin. Yet again, a groan of annoyance left him. "Yes Tink." Garrick spoke flatly. "May I help you?"<br/><br/>"The captain said the hyperdrive was broken again. I wanted to know if I could help." Corvyn said still grinning.<br/><br/>Garrick eyed the kid for a moment. A person could never be sure what the young crewman was up to, but he was certainly damn good with electronics. "All right kid. Go get Crim and then grab me the magnetic calibrator. We have another motivator to install." Raising his hand in a shooing motion, Garrick watched him break for the intercom.<br/><br/>Turning to continue fixing the blasted hardware, another gout of sparks flew up into Garrick's face. Once more he grunted in disapproval.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Corvyn found himself at the intercom. "Crim!" He called pushing down on the button. "We need some help down here!" Clicking the com off he ran back to Garrick eager to help.