Grabbing the console Marty cried out in surprise as the ship rocked all of a sudden, looking up she saw that the monitor was showing that the bulkhead was severally damaged. Hearing the orders Marty quickly replied, paging the CIC deck she spoke with confidence "Sir we will have the damage repaired a.s.a.p!" Jumping from her chair Marty picked several men to come with her, each of them gathering various tools they made there way to site.<br/><br/>Coming upon the damage, Marty had to take a step back from the site. She could plainly see that there had been casualties, charred bodies where scattered through out the hallway. Feeling a large hand on her shoulder she looked up at the man, her vision cloudy with tears. "Come on Marty we...We have a job we need to do." Nodding her head slowly she wiped her eyes quickly, "Right lets get started guys..."<br/><br/>Taking a hesitant step forward Marty took a deep breath, quickly regretting it now only smelling death and melted metal. Wincing as she had to step over a unrecognisable body, wanting only to turn back and run to her room so that she could throw up at that moment. Touching the warped steal softly Marty stood there for a moment to gather her thoughts.