She sits with a grimly determined look upon her golden features.  Her violet eyes narrowed and staring with a stony stare, jaw taut in the clenched focus to her task, her body hardly moving as her every nerve is focused to pinpoint precision to her task.<br/><br/>So much so she misses the continual and urgent beeping noise echoing through the halls of her vessel, the flashing alert of several rotating read beacons that have dropped down out of the ceiling.<br/><br/>Carefully her delicate fingers reach out.  Tapping a single point on a very important grid, on the tactical touch screen she faces with such complete devotion.  All the while the avatar of her ships computer yells and pleads about... something.  An 'X' marks the point she assigned.  A millisecond later an 'O' appears close by, a line marking a trail down the left side of the small grid.<br/><br/>"Sorry Sachiko," the amused and handsome face of the semi-feline playing partner says with a warm grin.  "I don't know why you take such time, I had you eight ways to Rest Day."<br/><br/>The moment she has lost the game of ticktacktoe her face slackens into one of pouting defeat.<br/><br/>"Nuts."<br/><br/>"SACHIKO?!  WE HAVE APROXIMATELY TWENTY-THREE SECONDS TO ADJUST COURSE OR WE WILL IMMOLATE ON RE-ENTRY!!!"<br/><br/>She looks confused for a second and then smiles at her playing partner.  "Give me a second Keni, my autopilot is carrying on about something."  She waves a hand in front of the screen that floats in the air, turning it off so she can deal with the situation that she slowly becomes aware of on the bridge of the Victory Class patrol ship.<br/><br/>"Katsu?  Why are we making planet fall?  We weren't sched..."<br/><br/>"I TOLD YOU THAT TWENTY MINUTES AGO SACHIKO!  WE MET A TEMPORAL NULL FIELD ORIGINATING FROM THE THIRD TERRESTRIAL BODY OF THE SYSTEM THAT... FIFTEEN SECONDS... DISENGAGED OUR HYPERDRIVE AND LEFT US ON AN ORBITAL INSERTION DRIFT!"<br/><br/>She scoffs and saunters calmly over to the command chair, just in time to fall into that seat as the craft lurches violently and a resounding shriek of twisting and sundering metal thunders down the hull.<br/><br/>"Did we hit something?"<br/><br/>The robotic 'head' of the ships computer drops down in place as the detective clambers up into a seated position.<br/><br/>"Affirmative!  Unknown class vessel, our sensor systems also seem to be disrupted by the null field effect.  We have proximity sensors only.  TEN SECONDS!"<br/><br/>"Sheesh Katsu, don't worry, our autobraking system will bring us down safe and sound."<br/><br/>"SACHIKO!  THAT SYSTEM DOESN'T WORK WITHOUT OUR HYPERDRIVE ACTIVE!  AND CAN'T WORK WHILE WE ARE CONNECTED TO ANOTHER VESSEL!  FIVE SECONDS!!!"<br/><br/>"Oh," she says with a soft nod.  And then she reaches down, grips both of the joysticks that function as manual control for the large craft, and starts wrenching on them with such vigor there are soft cracking noises of protest.  "Work ship, work!"