And The Clocks Were Striking Thirteen (_redpanda_) wrote in metaquotes,
And The Clocks Were Striking Thirteen

In addition to the exciting demolition and mysterious excavation, perplexing rerouting of things is also beginning to occur. Not just water pipes and drain pipes, but even the dryer vent! Without the ability to vent externally, I'm worried that the next time the warp core overheats we won't be able to vent our plasma...

Uhura, send a sub-space email to Starfleet about the emergency here at Casa de Enterprise! Geordi, prepare to jettison the engine nacelles, the warp core, all twenty-three volumes of the Encyclopedia Galactica and Mr. Neelix's astro-asparagus casserole! Worf, arm all photon torpedoes and prepare to fire at the Tholian Web on my command...


...hey, neat venting hole in the basement wall (good work Mr. Worf).

I'll be in my ready room if anyone needs me (especially Jadzia or Kira). Somehow I just don't think the three hours of space sleep I got last night was enough.

-- caribouken

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