On the Day Wanderer, Minnesota hunched under the dark oval of the alien bomb and tried again to get her implant to cooperate.
Examine port alpha identify substance Substance unknown source unknown Verify port alpha identify power source
Power source siminite-radiation emissions nominal
She sat back, frustrated, tired and cranky. She had never encountered technology she couldn't figure out before and the truth of it left her feeling helpless.
Minnesota climbed out from under the thing and stretched, feeling her tight shoulders relax after hours of tension. Sammel stood off to one side, a laser pistol in one hand, just looking at it, never touching it. He hadn't been much help, but then again she hadn't asked for any. He raised an eyebrow, but she shook her head, the heads-up on her arm flickering out.
"Nothing," she knew she sounded grumpy, but she didn't care. "At this point, does it matter?