Zvarinograd
14-07-2004, 09:56
Spycimir, Flagship of the First Fleet,
Ilgiz Shipyards
Fevroniia Mikhailovskaia lifted her safety goggles to her forehead as she entered the ship's normally unmanned power control room. Sweat trickled down her forehead and dust outlined where the goggles had covered her eyes, giving her a masked appearance, but she was smiling broadly. "That flaky cooling duct is sealed. That's the last of it," she said to Bogdan, the junior tech who sat in front of the master computer console. Bogdan was a small, cerebral-looking man, whose hands showed little sign of physical work, yet it was clear that Ellen was the one in charge here.
"Sure thing, Boss," he said. "Want me to bring the plant online?"
"Bring the plant up, 10 percent power till we work the bugs out, but let me connect it to the broadcast unit."
Bogdan raised an eyebrow, but began the power-up checklist.
Fevroniia walked over to the observation window and looked out at the magneto hydrodynamic drives that had been in testing for the last 30 hours. A rumble went through the floor under her feet as they began to spin. She walked back to the console and put her gloved hand on the master connect switch. All the rest of the plant’s switches and relays were computer controlled, but this was the manual cut-off, a mechanical switch connected to the master relay.
"This is what I live for, Bogdan. Everyone has to have a purpose in life, and this is mine. This is my baby. I've shepherded it all the way through setup. I made the final adjustments, and now, I get to throw the final switch." She grinned at him. "Sorry, but rank has its privileges."
"We've got positive flow through the system. All indicators are green." He looked at her, his expression unreadable.
"You think I'm a little crazy, Bogdan? Maybe so, but this switch is power. Hear it? Feel it? The people hunger for it, as much as they hunger for food or thirst for water. They need it, and I'm the one who gets to give it to them. I think it was Archimedes who said give me a lever and a place to stand, and I'll move the world. Well, I don't have a lever, but I have this switch, and that's close enough for me." And with that, Fevroniia Mikhailovskaia moved the world.
#-#-#
Valkonezh General Hospital, Valkonezh
He nodded, and his eyes darted toward the Medical Center entrance, as though he was afraid he'd miss something. She tilted her head curiously. "You came because of him?"
He nodded. "That's why they're all here, I guess. They say they're taking him to the memorial park today. I had to come."
"I thought I'd be the only one. It just seemed ... You never miss them till they're gone, you know? He's the last elder, the last person who came from Russia. That's got to count for something."
"It'll keep us all alive, when the time comes. I was always afraid of that, of being immersed into a world of conflict defending what would eventually shatter." He looked at her. "That's what being a hero is all about, inspiring us to do what we have to do." She thought about it, wondered what she'd have done in his place, and hoped that, when the time came, she'd have the courage to do what had to be done, no matter how difficult.
"The liberals won the elections, didn't they?"
She squirmed uncomfortably in the chair, "I heard the elections was influenced by the Knootians. Let's not talk about that, and just pray that the Lev Aleksandrov administration could untangle the mess the insurrection had caused."
"Amen to that."
OOC:
Elections, aftermath of the insurrection, start of some roleplay on Mars.
Ilgiz Shipyards
Fevroniia Mikhailovskaia lifted her safety goggles to her forehead as she entered the ship's normally unmanned power control room. Sweat trickled down her forehead and dust outlined where the goggles had covered her eyes, giving her a masked appearance, but she was smiling broadly. "That flaky cooling duct is sealed. That's the last of it," she said to Bogdan, the junior tech who sat in front of the master computer console. Bogdan was a small, cerebral-looking man, whose hands showed little sign of physical work, yet it was clear that Ellen was the one in charge here.
"Sure thing, Boss," he said. "Want me to bring the plant online?"
"Bring the plant up, 10 percent power till we work the bugs out, but let me connect it to the broadcast unit."
Bogdan raised an eyebrow, but began the power-up checklist.
Fevroniia walked over to the observation window and looked out at the magneto hydrodynamic drives that had been in testing for the last 30 hours. A rumble went through the floor under her feet as they began to spin. She walked back to the console and put her gloved hand on the master connect switch. All the rest of the plant’s switches and relays were computer controlled, but this was the manual cut-off, a mechanical switch connected to the master relay.
"This is what I live for, Bogdan. Everyone has to have a purpose in life, and this is mine. This is my baby. I've shepherded it all the way through setup. I made the final adjustments, and now, I get to throw the final switch." She grinned at him. "Sorry, but rank has its privileges."
"We've got positive flow through the system. All indicators are green." He looked at her, his expression unreadable.
"You think I'm a little crazy, Bogdan? Maybe so, but this switch is power. Hear it? Feel it? The people hunger for it, as much as they hunger for food or thirst for water. They need it, and I'm the one who gets to give it to them. I think it was Archimedes who said give me a lever and a place to stand, and I'll move the world. Well, I don't have a lever, but I have this switch, and that's close enough for me." And with that, Fevroniia Mikhailovskaia moved the world.
#-#-#
Valkonezh General Hospital, Valkonezh
He nodded, and his eyes darted toward the Medical Center entrance, as though he was afraid he'd miss something. She tilted her head curiously. "You came because of him?"
He nodded. "That's why they're all here, I guess. They say they're taking him to the memorial park today. I had to come."
"I thought I'd be the only one. It just seemed ... You never miss them till they're gone, you know? He's the last elder, the last person who came from Russia. That's got to count for something."
"It'll keep us all alive, when the time comes. I was always afraid of that, of being immersed into a world of conflict defending what would eventually shatter." He looked at her. "That's what being a hero is all about, inspiring us to do what we have to do." She thought about it, wondered what she'd have done in his place, and hoped that, when the time came, she'd have the courage to do what had to be done, no matter how difficult.
"The liberals won the elections, didn't they?"
She squirmed uncomfortably in the chair, "I heard the elections was influenced by the Knootians. Let's not talk about that, and just pray that the Lev Aleksandrov administration could untangle the mess the insurrection had caused."
"Amen to that."
OOC:
Elections, aftermath of the insurrection, start of some roleplay on Mars.