The alarms were blaring all over the ship as blows landed on it, enemy rail guns from the Winnower ships were blasting the side of the ship with the intent to blow massive holes in the ship or damage its internal systems.<br/><br/><em>'They can try.'</em>Irma Reynolds thought as she ran to the section of the ship where the starboard fusion cores were. If those were to be destroyed or went critical then the ships engines on the same side would go out, as well as a fair amount of the ship's power. She carried with her, her favorite tool box and an oversized wrench because...well better safe than sorry in Irma's opinion. The blonde woman from Earth ran through the tight corridors of the engineering section of the ship as the ship rocked from several heavy blows. She ducked as a pipe burst and sprayed hot water above her.<em>'Stick an move.'</em>She said to herself and instinctively rubbed the bandage under her right eye that covered the scar that she had received in the Winnower death camps.<br/><br/>with another burst of strength she ran down the corridor and slammed herself against a wall when the gravity of the ship changed suddenly and the lights in her area flickered. Irma adjusted her self and soon entered a large room with several glowing cylinders plugged into the walls. A strange octopus like creature that Irma affectionately called an 'Octodad' ran blubbering by making strange squaking and blurbs, warning Irma that someone needed to help cool down the cores before they went critical.<br/><br/>"I know I know. The others are coming, until then im all you got." Irma said calmly before getting on her knees before one of the cores and pried it open, hoping that she remembered her lessons from a few months ago on emergency fusion repairs.