Retreating Sharie, Fabrication Bay
The once silver armored surface of Spectre was now blued and blackened from the meltdown in the reactors as it now stood in the Fabrication Bay of a very damaged Sharie battleship. Neko in red panels surrounded the suit as they worked quickly to hack the damaged suit back into fighting order when Hanako's plan came through the comms. The plan was Candon's idea of crazy, he wouldn't flinch.
"Suites here, I'm landed for repairs but I'll be there," he confirmed, then to the engineers asked, "how long will it take to get just one reactor running?"
The lanky woman bit her lip as she thought hard.
"The nukes are melted and your primary reactor is fractured. There's nothing we can do for them," she yelled over the commotion of many other repairs.
Candon shook his head, his battery reserve wouldn't hold out much longer and he would never make it. The suit was trashed, but Candon knew his parts.
"Lock down the wings and weld a
G3200 between them," he ordered.
"You're crazy!" she yelled back, "that can't supply a quarter of the amperage you need! Just sit this one out."
"Hanako has called me, I'm not out until she says so," he scolded, "I'll need a generator and whatever random weapon you find on the way back. Go, quickly!" The woman rushed off, undoubtedly ready to make anything work for the royalty involved.