The bridge crew was hard at work, as usual. Motherboard's visor flashes through a myriad of different screens, while Breakswitch played with a holomap. Broadband glanced between a host of different consoles at her station, and the gunners kept watch for any incoming threats. Flyby, however, was looking rather board. Salvation wasn't gonna move until the scout team had determined that there was nothing threatening on the planet below, which left him with very little to do at the moment. The pilot groans and rests his head on his console.
Topside and Shatterpoint stood on either side of the captain's chair, monitoring the bridge. Topside's posture was that of a bot who was very much feeling the stress of his command, while Shatterpoint appeared more disciplined.
"Guess Thrift and I are even now..." he comments.
A port opens up on the navigation console.
A short timeskip later, Driftburn and Greasemonkey finish replacing the transwarp cells.
"There we go..." The cyborg sighs, stepping away from the transwarp drive to admire the machine.
"Thank you for the help, kind sir," he says to Driftburn. "I'll see to it that's you're rewarded appropriately."
Those of our heroes aboard the Savant included Zepar, Gatecrasher, Actaeon, Requiem-IX, Gronius, and Arachnados.
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