Bingo took one last satisfying hit from the smoke and passed the remainder back to Kara to finish. She'd probably needed it a little more than he did, anyway. "Well, let's see," he started, looking away from her and studying their surroundings a little better than before. "He said that as far as the engineers were concerned, that thing would hold up at least through take-off." Which was damn impressive, even if they didn't seem so certain she'd stay together once up in the air. "A few less than half seemed interesting in betting on a safe landing, though." He winces. The last thing he thought Starbuck needed was another crash landing.
And what else? Oh, yeah. Calavicci cleared his throat. "Mm, and they're sending in a specialist tomorrow to evaluate the parts you took from your old bird. Guess they figure now that they know which are important, they can try to cobble 'em together and figure out what the heck they're for." One thing was certain: Al'd never seen a lot of the parts she was messing around with. It was just as much a mystery now as it had been the day they'd met.
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Date: 2010-05-14 04:22 pm (UTC)And what else? Oh, yeah. Calavicci cleared his throat. "Mm, and they're sending in a specialist tomorrow to evaluate the parts you took from your old bird. Guess they figure now that they know which are important, they can try to cobble 'em together and figure out what the heck they're for." One thing was certain: Al'd never seen a lot of the parts she was messing around with. It was just as much a mystery now as it had been the day they'd met.