"To be honest, sir, I'm not Mindy trained. Not well. I actually don't have one." Aliset pursed her lips, double checking the course to avoid larger debris while maintaining a good scan range. "I mean... I have my Shuristan suit, but... Yeah."
Remembering her experiences in basic, she shook her head, having not scored very high on the power armor ability scores. Come to think of it, she had always sucked using a Senit hull runner, too. She pulled her own copy of the debris field map, noting the locations of salvage crews, her fingers flying with practiced ease across the board as she plotted a course. "I'll hold position on the bridge, unless I am needed out there with my suppressed psionic abilities."
With her snarky comment out of the way, she turned, stepping out of the wardroom and directly to the bridge where she dove back into her work. Quickly plotting orbital paths of larger debris and nearby objects, identifying salvage teams and other escort vessels of other factions. She quickly hijacked the comm station's secondary board, starting to coordinate and spread out the sensor feeds across the fleet, allowing better granularity by sharing sensor data and the talents of other navigators and controllers.
"Ladies and gentlemen of Salvage Team Alpha, this is Aliset of the YSS Koun, I'm building a distributed process to keep you folks from catching any surprises out there by tracking and predicting debris movement. Please allow me access to your sensor networks, and we'll see what we can do about going home with everybody. I don't need to remind you about the force a fleck of paint at eight kilometers per second can inflict, so let's try to see it coming and be up on our dodge game. Alright, thank you much, I'm getting telemetry from Mindy crews across the system, and feeding into the prediction matrices. Your combat controller will give green light."
It was like a dance, across and through the threads of data, weaving layers into the debris field map that hadn't been seen since this system had been other than a graveyard. Hulks that could be identified quickly popped up, and drift patterns started color coding individual pieces of debris, allowing other hulks to be identified based on formations and damage from recent records, several holograms starting to fill the Koun's bridge with fragmented starships pulled together as a time slider seemed scrolled back, before exploding again and joining the swirling debris. This wasn't Aliset's work alone, no, this was dozens of navigators and sensor technicians working in parallel, with the support of their ships and the EVA teams already out there.