"Paging Dr. Engineering"

Catching the end of the sentence as he walked in, Raikon nodded.

“It's good to hear our patient is doing well,” he smiled.

Walking to the head of the cradle where the torpedo was resting, he motioned for Wryn and Leblanc to come closer.

“The Captain wants to launch a few probes, a Class Four and an Class Eight.”

He gestured towards the torpedo magazine in the corner.

“As you may or may not know, the Nova class, due to its size, can only carry about 24 torpedoes, and half of those have been set aside in Class One to Four configuration.”

He leant his hands on the torpedo in front of him.

“Unlike serving on a bigger ship, where most of the configuration is automatically done by the computer, on smaller ships like ours we have to be a bit more hands-on. Meaning that in order to make a Class Eight, we have to modify one of these bad boys,” he said, tapping the casing of the torpedo.

A wicked grin started to form on his face.

“Well, I say we... I meant you two.”

Standing upright, his face grew a bit more serious.

“I thought this would be a good learning experience for you two, and also give you the chance to work together more as a team, since Wryn only recently joined.”

He gestured towards Leblanc.

“I want you to take the lead on this, but don't worry. I'll be supervising every step of the way.”