garrattj

Five-Minute fiction - 23:30-23:35

One could imagine all Id have to do is hit it with a wrench and it would all be better, Talia said as he pushed back from the vent and straightened up.

The majority of the engineering staff of the Arcimades were staring at him.

What? he asked brandishing the aforementioned wrench. I said, one could imagine, I didnt actually say I was going to do it. Im not as stupid as you all think I am. Now, how about someone gives me an explanation as why this particular drive has decided to stop working?

Thats easy, a voice said.

Oh? And, pray tell, is the answer?

The feed lines been cut somewhere, the voice said. Its happened before.

Hmmm, Talia said. That is actually a valid observation. Perhaps then, the lot of you can stop standing around like a bunch of slack-jaws and get on with finding it!

The group scattered like a clutch of cockroaches when the lights came on. All except one of them.

Youd be Harrison, right? Talia said slinging the wrench in his tool belt and walking toward the broad man who loomed in one of the entry ways.

The man nodded his assent.