Introductions and Isolinear Chips
Posted on Mon Sep 20th, 2010 @ 9:44am by Lieutenant Commander Eliza McAdams & Lieutenant Alessandro Reynaldi
5,671 words; about a 28 minute read
Mission:
Stealth
Location: Hallway, USS Ranger
Timeline: Current-ish
"Dee Dee, what's an isolinear chip?"
Four doors down on the right, corridor 14B. Second left after the turbolift. Did we turn twice? "Hmmn?"
"What's an isolinear chip?"
It was not, perhaps, the most typical of questions for a four year old to be pondering but all maternal pride aside, Claudia was well-aware that the child in question was not a typical four year old. Quite aside from the events that had already dogged his young life, the tiny dark-haired mischief maker had a mind that was difficult to keep up with and though his tenacity for information was laudable, the woman currently struggling to see over the crates piled high in her arms would honestly not have minded installing an "off" switch for emergency useage. She turned sideways so that she could crane her head far enough to read the room number above the closest doorway. "Where did you pick that up from?"
"The man in the transporter room said that there were forty isolinear chips and that's why they can't get the rest of our stuff yet."
"Faulty isolinear chips, Tobes, not forty. They're just...things that make the computers work." In actual fact, even if she had been paying closer attention to the conversation, Claudia wasn't sure she could have explained things to Tobias' satisfaction. She was no engineer and yet even though he had only started formal education six months ago, her nephew had very quickly shown a keen interest in mechanics and understanding how things worked, so much so that she now lived in perpetual weariness, evoked by each discovery of whatever piece of equipment he'd decided to pull to pieces and then promptly, and understandably, failed to put back together. Right now, however, the boy's curiosity would have to wait or they'd never get settled. Frowning delicately up at the incorrect room designation, Claudia then rested the edge of the crate against the doorframe as she shifted the load upwards again and then sighed as she swivelled until she could look at the child trailing his hand along the bulkhead opposite. "We're almost there. Run up to that other door and tell me what numbers you see above it." She smiled as Toby took off. Any excuse to run.
Lieutenant Alessandro Reynaldi exited the turbolift on Deck 8, heading for his quarters. He was wearing khaki pants and a black short sleeve shirt as he'd just come back from the holodeck. He was smiling and huming an old Italian luliby as he walked down the hall. Today was a particularly good day as nothing had gone wrong, and for the first time in a while, he managed not to spill his tea on himslef. He'd gone the entire day without alienating and humiliating a single crewmember. this was definately a first for him.
It was because of the pep in his step and the tune in his heart, that he'd hardly been paying attention to where he was walking. It wasn't until he felt an impact against his leg and seen a dark haired little boy roll onto the floor did he come down from the heavens. "What the..." He muttered, stopping instantly.
In the initial moments, the only two aware of the collision were the engineer and the dazed boy staring up at him from the floor. Claudia's lack of awareness wasn't intentional and wasn't even born of distraction so much as she was simply impeded by the load she was carrying and the increased strain on her neck muscles, enough that the small twinges of earlier were starting to blossom into fully fledged cramps. Leaning back against the bulkhead gave the illusion of helping but even as she closed her eyes, the doctor realised she wasn't going to be able to stay like that. Not only did she have to put these crates down before her arms ended up permanently longer than she required them to be, letting Toby 'occupy' himself wasn't always the best way to ensure peace and tranquility.
The boy didn't speak at first, however. For all his intelligence, Tobias had suffered the loss of his mother at a time when he could barely understand the concept of 'forever' and though he was adjusting as well as could be expected, he was noticably wary around strangers and tended to be particularly withdrawn around men, having been without a father for almost all of his life. Though the engineer towering over him had been singing, Reynaldi's innate authorativeness left the child's mouth slightly agape as his wide, black eyes rapidly filled with trepidation. He wasn't supposed to run in the corridors. He wasn't supposed to run in the corridors because he might get in someone's way.
He'd just got in someone's way.
Alex knew full well what his reaction would have been if the boy in front of him had instead been a member of the crew. He would have at least taken the time to be irritated, but would have taken responsibility because it was at least half his fault. He'd not been paying attention and he certainly wasn't looking down there when walking. He'd not had much time around children this small. As a cadet in the academy and on leaves on Earth, he would often coach sport teams at middle school and high school levels. He was not used to small children, however.
Alex didn't really know what to say at first. His gesture was to reach a hand out toward the small boy and offer it as help. "My apologies little one...I was so busy singing I wasn't paying attention. My brain must be full of faulty isolinear chips today, eh?" He offered a smile, hoping he was doing the right thing.
Hesitation or no hesitation, the wheels behind the young boy's eyes were noticably turning as he sized up the man and absorbed his response, an element of conflict consuming the small features as Toby wrestled with his reluctance to interact with people until Claudia had made the first overtures and his tenacious desire to have his earlier curiosity satiated. Isolinear chips! Maybe this man knew what they were, and maybe....
"Oh gosh, did he run into you? Toby, what have I said about slowing down?"
Claudia had avoided setting the crates down earlier because she feared that she wouldn't be able to lift them again once her arms had turned into the gelatinous sludge they were liable to once their current tension slackened off. She had no choice now, however, since she could barely make out what had happened and could scarcely hold a proper conversation with most of her face obscured let alone check to make sure nobody had been hurt. Lacking a certain amount of grace, she maneuvered until in a position to drop the boxes with a thud and then tried to ignore the sudden rush of dizziness as she straightened and took the several strides necessary to place her hands on her nephew's shoulder and fix his would-be victim with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, we're still a little disorientated. What do you say?," she added, nudging Toby gently in the back.
Two keen dark eyes immediately sought out a patch of deck plating just in front of his feet. "Sorry."
Alex would have demanded direct eye contact but figured asking the boy for it would have been more than slightly inappropriate and would probably just make him look like a jerk. "That's alright." He said to the boy with a nod that said he meant what he said. Then, he looked up at the woman who grasped the little man by the shoulders and prepared to speak...but he had to take a moment before he did so to admire her beauty.
Saying it was love at first sight would be an overstatement in most cases, but not this one. He saw a kindness in the woman's eyes that was very very unique. It was all he could do to stop himself from staring wordlessly. "Uhm...It was my fault really. My head was in the clouds and I wasn't watching where I was going. Too busy singing songs...should have really been watching where I was going."
He looked down at the young man with a grin that most people on this ship would have denied with certainty he was capable of giving. "So...I'm sorry to you..." He looked up at the woman again, his smile containing more charm than before. "And to you, Mrs....." He added the misses with a prayer she was a Miss.
Generally speaking, Claudia met most of the crew for the first time in Sickbay. It was unfortunate, in a sense, given that physicals didn't always allow enough time to really get to know a person and there was something even worse about never having laid eyes on a person before having to perform surgery on them. It wasn't her preference, it was simply the way things worked, especially now that her downtime was spent raising her sister's son and the ships she was being assigned to kept increasing in size. Though she would have preferred not to be making this particular acquaintence through the impulsiveness of her nephew, the doctor was pleased to have struck up a conversation outside of her official capacity, or at least would have been had she the presence of mind to think of a word to say in response to say to the man's apology.
Charismatic men had always been particular adept at destabilising her equilibrium, Claudia knew that well enough by now. Though she would have liked to say that she was too strong to be swayed by charm, the truth was she was far too much of a romantic at heart to ignore suave good manners, even when they were partially insincere, and since she could detect nothing but genuine sentiment behind Alex's demeanor, that only served to deepen the flush that had brought two pink spots to her cheekbones. It was the way he'd looked at her mostly, the hesitation that she couldn't interpret, but she was suddenly very glad to have the tiny mite of a child as a shield. Attempting to smile her way through her embarrassment, Claudia wet her lips to reply and was summarily interrupted by a confused voice from the uplifted face now gazing up at her.
"Dee Dee, are you a Mrs?"
Toby...
"I thought you were a Doctor? Everyone calls you Doc, right? Well, except for Lieutenant Reynolds, he called you..."
Toby! Claudia's hands gripped the boy's shoulders a little tighter. There were times when wished the child was old enough to actually pick up the telepathic signals his aunt frantically shot at him on a daily basis. "No, I'm not a Mrs and yes, they do call me Doc, but that's just a nickname." Flustered, she looked back at engineer and then lifted a hand to extend towards him. "Mostly, people just call me Claudia."
"Or Dee Dee."
Oh for... "Yes, Toby, or Dee Dee."
Alex humed lowly. "Dee Dee....I like it." He said, the nickname sounding rather amusing coupled with his accent. He took her hand in his and shook it, applying much less pressure than he would a man's. He was known from his python like grip. He was very gentle with her in contrast, noticing how soft her hands were. He did not let go completely, but released the preasure on her fingers. It sent the messege that she could let go..if she wanted to. "Alessandro...but everyone calls me Alex." He said slowly, his smooth Italian accented voice sounding as tranquilly as it always did when it wasn't being projected. He refrained from using his rank and last name as of now...he wanted to make this first impression himself and not let rumor do it for him.
He looked down at the child with anouther smile, then over at the boxes she'd carried. "I'm guessing you're new on the Ranger?" He asked, still allowing her hand to rest in his.
Tongue-tied though his aunt may have been, Toby had glibbly ignored the fact that the adults in his presence appeared to be holding hands longer than was strictly necessary and rapidly brought himself up to speed on the possibilities available to him now that the man with the big voice appeared to be perfectly acceptable. This was only the second ship the boy had been on, having joined Claudia partway through her last assignment, and since the small Nova-class hadn't really much by way of entertainment for a small boy, he'd found the three-week visit completely boring. This was different though. The Ranger was an Intrepid, just like Voyager, and Voyager, as Toby had recently found out, was the absolute coolest ship in the entire universe. It had gone places nobody else had and, more to the point, its doctor had been a hologram. Claudia had never been able to figure out just when her nephew had developed a sudden fascination for holo-technology but his incessant pleas to be allowed to talk to the EMH hadn't diminished with time as she had hoped. As she stood, frozen almost, unable to extract her hand without appearing to disapprove but worried that lingering meant she seemed to approve too much and give entirely the wrong impression as to what kind of person she was, her young charge nodded to agree with the man's guesswork.
"We just arrived. We have more stuff than that," he added, pointing towards the pile of boxes, "but the salty isolinear chips stopped the transporter from working. They make the computer work, you know," he concluded sagely, having a habit of imparting his newfound information as if the rest of the world hadn't quite caught up.
Alex chuckled, holding his hand right where it was. It was obvious she was thinking what he thought she would, and he really wanted to see how she solved it. he looked at the young boy with a smile. "I think I heard something about that, " That was an understatment. His Engineering teams had been working on the problem all morning. "do you know alot about isolinear chips?" He asked, arching an eyebrow toward the boy. He wanted to hear what the young man had to say almost as much as he wanted to see how his...mother?...would handle their hand game.
The four-year-old shook his head vehemently. "I just heard the guy in the transporter room say it into his badge. I think he was talking to his boss." Toby paused thoughtfully. "He said a bad word."
Claudia was lost. Somehow the moment had tipped upside down and she'd wound up in a predicament she couldn't even decide if there was any intent behind. Normally, she was a decent judge of character and Alex, as he had suggested he wanted to be called, seemed perfectly pleasant and even approachable but this...hand thing... He was teasing her. That had to be it, right? A relaxed guy with a sense of humour out to rib her about the fact that her cheeks had a tendency to flare to the colour of her hair when she was taken by surprise. It had been commented on enough in the past, whether she was embarrassed or pleased or humiliated or angry, her cheeks were always the first sign. Well, that was okay, she enjoyed a joke and was capable of laughing at herself and, really, if the man was comfortable enough to start out like that then it certainly saved on unnecessary stuffiness. She needed her hand back, though, because the pressure of his fingers, so gentle, against hers was distracting her in a way that was entirely inappropriate for the situation and so that just meant she had to...
"Didn't he, Dee Dee?"
Only a child could have interrupted a moment whilst providing a timely solution and remained completely oblivious to the fact they'd had any impact whatsoever. Toby's turn sideways had been enough to alter Claudia's balance, which in turn saw her fingers slip from the tender grasp through no intentional movement and completely saved her from having to make it obvious that she was reclaiming what was rightfully hers before she made a fool of herself. Jostled and then nudged in the stomach by the heedless boy, Claudia gritted her teeth and then shared a smile with Alex before looking down at her nephew. "I'm sure it was just an accident, honey. Even if it wasn't, I don't want you to go around repeating everything you hear. I'm sorry," she added, finally composing herself enough to meet Alex's gaze. "Sometimes I don't think he forgets anything."
Alex was sure the Transporter Chief said a bad word, as he'd just finished being shouted at by the Chief Engineer himself. The isolinear chip problem was annoying at best and deadly at worse for anyone who could have been beamed over while the problem occured. "I'm sure the Transporter Chief and his boss are very sorry for saying bad words." Alex said, looking at Claudia. "He's a very smart boy...what a proud mother you must be." Alex said, turning and walking around her toward the box she'd been struggling with earlier. "Let me help you with this.."
Alex reached down and lifted the box with ease, though he was surprised the woman could carry it as it was indeed very heavy. "Woah....there was no Ops officer of any kind to carry this for you?" He said, looking over at her as he held the box.
"There didn't seem any need to bother someone. I underestimated the size of the ship, however, my last assignment was the Galileo, a Nova." Having finally released Toby to risk interacting with the moment without her little safety net, Claudia turned and smiled at the engineer, surreptitiously smoothing the pad of her finger across the tips of the fingers he'd previously been holding. It was an unconscious action given that the majority of her attention was focused, at least momentarily, on the eagerness of the tiny bundle of energy beside her. She knew exactly what it was he was itching to say, the correction was one of his favourite to make. "And I am exceptionally proud of him." Reaching down with her other hand, she ruffled Toby's head. "We all are."
Glancing upwards then and realising that they had been standing all these minutes in front of the door she'd been searching for, Claudia then reached out to hit the release button and refrained from comment as Toby immediately dashed inside to investigate. It left her alone in the corridor with her charming rescuer but she was overwhelmed by such a feeling of gratitude to see her nephew so enthusiastic for once that any potential awkwardness simply faded away into mutual warmth. She glanced up at Alex and smiled softly. "He's my nephew," she explained quietly, usually finding the distinction was best made early on since Toby himself was very adamant about accuracy in this matter. "I share guardianship with my parents and this is the first real trial of him joining me on assignment. I'm not sure which of us is more grateful for the transfer onto a ship that can provide for him."
"Well, most civilians on this ship are children." Alex said, walking into the room and almost running into Toby again as he ran around the room, apparently very happy to be here. "I'm sure he'll make lots of friends in no time." He finished, setting the box down on the couch gently.
He wondered what happened to Toby's parents. Obviously they must not have been able to take care of him as she'd mentioned she had custody of him. He knew by the way the young boy reacted to him he was not used to speaking to women. He knew because that was the way he used to be around women. He'd never know his mother, so he was always very shy when he was little around them. He smiled at Claudia, thinking how lucky Toby was to have other family that cared for him.
He looked around the room. "If there anything else you need done...I'd be glad to help."
"Thank you."
Now that the moment of uncertainty had passed, Claudia had visibly relaxed, the warmth that so often radiated in her eyes brought to bear on the kindly engineer without a moment's consideration of whether it might be misconstrued. Though it was possible to catch the physician off-guard, she rarely remained out of sorts for long and the relief at having found their quarters, not to mention Toby's continued enthusiasm after so many months of unhappiness, left her feeling magnanimous and receptive to friendly overtures no matter how adept the person in question had proven to be, already, at teasing her. Claudia's empathic abilities were somewhat muted and therefore suffered in terms of accuracy at times but she didn't feel uncomfortable around this man, not in any sense that lingered. Honestly, at the moment, she appreciated anyone inclined to extend a welcoming hand; she'd probably need al the help she could get.
"Claudia Davis," she continued slowly, almost extending her hand again and then flushing and laughing as she realised her double-take had been entirely too obvious. Glancing towards her explorative nephew mostly as a way of side-stepping any conversation in regards to unspoken chemistry, the doctor reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and added, looking back at the Chief Engineer, "Medical officer, though you probably figured that out already." She laughed again. "Kids and secrets don't really mix. You work...security?" It was a hazarded guess based on intuition but Claudia was far from sure. It was a department she could picture him in but, to be honest, he projected a capable air that really could have placed him anywhere.
"I used to a while ago...but now I work in Engineering." He said with a smile, not forgetting that she'd just almost offered her hand to him again. Good for her she didn't. She would have found herself in the same problem she'd just managed to escape from. "Alessandro Reynaldi..."
He was glad he wasn't wearing his uniform. He liked first impressions to be made as impartially as they could. He didn't want rank and position to get involved in that, though he would never lie about either of those things unless he was asked.
"Don't let Toby hear that," Claudia warned good-naturedly. "Four years old and already obsessed with how things work. Not sure where he gets that from, certainly not my side of the family unless..." She paused and then laughed. "Okay, so in terms of understanding how people work, it might not be much of a stretch but he's latched onto holo-technology for some reason, which is the one field of engineering that I know absolutely nothing about. Seriously," she concluded with a grin, "you'd want me stripping down the warp core before you let me loose with holograms and I don't know anything about warp technology."
"Well then I think we'd all be much safer with you in the holodeck." He joked with a smile. He didn't care if Toby learned that he was an engineer...let alone the Chief Engineer. He really didn't mind answering questions...from children.. when it was an adult asking a question to which they should already know the answer, it's a different story entirely.
"It's probably wise I stick to patching up people, yes."
It may have seemed odd, but it felt as if it had been ages since Claudia had managed a conversation with an adult that wasn't about work or family matters. Though Toby had only been on the Galileo with her for three weeks, it had been almost insufferable for the pair of them because her quarters had been small and there was very little for a child to do on Nova outside spending time on the holodeck, something that wasn't entirely easy to do with any frequency, not when most of the rest of the crew needed the same escape. Most of her downtime had been spent trying to keep him occupied and most of the week it had taken her to complete her transfer had been spent negotiating with her parents whilst enduring their well-meaning lectures on parenting. This was all new to her, yes. Toby was a difficult case, yes. Reminding her incessantly really hadn't eased her nervousness.
This was nice though. Instant parenthood had not been on the agenda, as much as the brunette had no real objections to adopting that role should her life veer in that direction, but this situation was noticably different than raising her own family if only because of the mutual grief shared by all parties concerned. She felt...trapped. It wasn't Toby's fault, it wasn't anyone's fault, but her life wasn't her own and there was no better example of that than just how good it felt to be talking to someone about something other than their health or what her nephew had done wrong this time. Catching herself staring, Claudia quickly smiled again and remarked, "Do you have a family?" In the back recesses of her mind, she crossed mental fingers for a reply in the negative but the wistfulness was so deeply buried, it passed mostly unnoticed.
He certainly hoped she didn't think he was a married man, especially after he held her hand. "I'm not married and I don't have children if that's what your asking." He said, thinking of his father who was really the only true family he had left that he knew of. He didn't know what happened to his mother, and he didn't count her anyway. Sure he had cousins and uncles, but no one close besides his father.
He knew that she wasn't married, and technically didn't have any children...but there was no absolute conformation if she had a boyfriend of any kind. He didn't want to ask directly, but he'd heard Toby say something about a man from her last posting. The urge to ask about it was very powerful but it wasn't any of his business he supposed.
"Dee Dee, guess what? I get my own room!"
Pink-cheeked and breathless with excitement, Toby arrived back on the scene without consideration for what he might be interrupting. Claudia smiled, finding it hard to feel entirely annoyed with the boy given that his presence provided an easy distraction when she needed it, if only to rescue her from her own sudden bout of social awkwardness, an affliction that seemed to be coming in waves. "I told you so. No more stealing the covers."
"There's lots more room here than on the Gamileo." The boy pronounced it as if saying the man's name, Leo. "Way, way more room. Heaps and heaps of room." His dark eyes turned hopeful even as his aunt began to recognise the impending begging fest and had adjusted her expression to match. "I bet Ruby would love it, it's not even a little bit cramped."
Claudia sighed. "Tobes, Ruby is your pet for when you visit Grandma and Grandpa, we already talked about this." Glancing apologetically at Alex, she added, still talking to Toby, "I don't think Mr. Reynaldi really wants a crazy dog and her diabolical accomplice tearing the ship to pieces."
"I love dogs.." Alex said with a grin. He then began to speak again, realizing he'd just given Toby more fuel. "I have one. His name is Max. I've had him since he was just a little puppy."
Alex remembered how he'd never been without a dog his entire life. It's just always something he had. They were always large, vicious looking dogs, but they wouldn't hurt flies. "I keep Max here with me. He's a German Shepherd just like my other dog, Cody...though he's on Earth. My father refuses to give him back." He said with a chuckle.
"Ruby is a..." The boy's face screwed up in thought before her turned to his aunt, pronouncing the dog's breed with deliberate elaboration as he tried to get his tongue around all the syllables. "King Charles Caviar."
"Cavalier," Claudia corrected automatically, being used by now to the boy's adventurous though oft inaccurate vocabulary. If she was displeased at Alex's intervention, it didn't show on her face, though the expression in her eyes was somewhat more resigned than it had been. She'd been using the argument that pets weren't allowed on starships to stave off the boy's enthusiasm though her father had already told her that it was probably better for Toby's recovery that he have his furry friend closeby. In reality, Claudia had realised she was doomed to lose this particular battle eventually but inflicting her nephew and his playful and inquisitive side-kick on a new crew at the same time had seemed...unwise.
Unperturbed by his mistake, Toby fixed Alex with a keen gaze and continued his explanation. "She sleeps on my bed, does Max sleep on yours?"
"Most of the time I don't want him to, but he sneaks in anyway and does what he wants...but a dog has to be very well behaved to be allowed on the Ranger. Is your dog good?" Alex asked with an arched eyebrow.
He didn't get a chance to hear the answer to the question as the lights flickered slightly, much to his surprise and his commbadge beeped. "Main Engineering to Lieutenant Reynaldi." Came the familiar femanine voice of Lieutenant Telana.
He pulled the badge out of his pocket and pressed the center. "Reynaldi here."
"Yes, Sir...you know that isolinear chip problem we're having?" The Orion said from Engineering.
Alex rolled his eyes. He could tell by her tone that this was going to be a big thing. "Yes I do, Lieutenant..."
"Yeah...that may be a tad bit more serious than we imagined." She said. "We can't access any computer data...even replicators are malfunctioning."
Alex clenched up quickly, a frown crossing his face. He then looked down and saw how intently Toby was watching him. He decided it would be best to get out of earshot before he muttered curse words. He turned and walked to the farthest corner of the room where he would then attempt to whisper, which is something that he'd always been terrible at seeing as he has the type of voice that really carries. "Is there anyone on this damn ship who knows what they're doing? Perhaps the computer specialist? You maybe...in charge of repairs. Why does this keep happening!?" It was at this point, he realized that he'd abandoned the whisper after about two seconds and had now resorted to very loud shouting.
"I'm on my way...." He said, shutting off the link and turning around.
The four year old hadn't moved though it was unlikely he would have overheard enough to matter in any case, but despite the fact that it didn't really show now, Toby had spent quite a few months just after his mother's death completely silent, withdrawn to the extent that he hadn't spoken. Patience and love had nurtured him back but the period of silence had gifted the boy with an exceptionally agile pair of ears and had also taught him to spent more time thinking than was normal for his age. At least about things that interested him.
"Are you..."
"I think the Lieutenant has to go now, Tobes," Claudia interrupted, deftly intercepting the interrogation her young charge was about to unleash on the busy engineer. Even though his position on board hadn't been directly mentioned, the doctor had already discerned that it was likely Alex held some seniority, given his age, and she was sure the last thing he really needed at the moment was a rambunctious child quizzing him on why the isolinear chips were 'salty'. She smiled at Alex over Toby's head as she placed her hands on the boy's shoulders again, something that was becoming quite a habit given he constant need to enforce a steady pace at times. "Thank you so much for your help. If I can ever repay the favour, just let me know." It was an automatic offer, one that highlighted a very definite facet of her personality nicely. Claudia wasn't one to take people for granted.
Alex was in a bit of a hurry, not wanting to leave the Engineering staff alone with this problem for another second. "Dinner? Do you have plans for tonight?" He said quickly. He'd been planning on being much more subtle about it, but obviously his time was up.
"I, uh, no. Just unpacking."
It wasn't an acceptance so much as an admittance that she had no good reason to decline. Claudia really did expect to spend most of the afternoon trying to put their new quarters in some kind of order, as well as finding time to meet Toby's teacher, the childcare staff and, if she had time, pop her head into Sickbay even though she wasn't due on duty for another 24 hours. They would have to eat at some point, however, and the adult company would no doubt prove a boon after a day wrangling Toby.
"Great." Alex said quickly, and without another word he was out the door. He was looking forward to seeing her again. She was beautiful, and there was a gentleness about her that he found very attractive. He only hoped his work in Engineering didn't interfere again.
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Chief Engineering Officer
USS Ranger
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Doctor
USS Ranger
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