She could hardly see over the crates barricading the terrace lab, much less find her sample charts, and it was certainly harder doing it one-handed while lecturing her apprentices through the comm.
“No, no, no, aetheric crystals need a dampening medium between them, save the hex panels for those and stop wasting them on the resonators.”
That was it, somewhere here...some things just shouldn’t be trusted to apprentices, but they should hardly be left in open air labs on LITERAL PAPER where they could blow over into the SEA, what were you thinking? I really need a good stimcup and three more hands. Neither of those things seem out of reach or ludicrous just now. She leafed through the records, rolled them up awkwardly with her right hand, and jammed the roll in her belt.
“Yes. Just chuck them in a box if they’re not plugged in. Of COURSE they can’t go in the same shipment, are you volunteering to sign off on the transport insurance? I’m not paying for limb replacement on another delivery crew.”
“Indrii!”
She turned, raising a hand to scratch self-consciously at the cool air brushing over the sides of her scalp in place of the expected smack in the face from her dreadlocks.
“Bixx, fractals above, I’m glad someone with a competency in basic materials handing showed up. Where have you been!” She marched up the steps to the prime lab, scrolling down the docket on her datapad impatiently, dragging Bixx behind haplessly in her wake.
“With respect, Commodore...please excuse the uhh, there’s a, uh, two Peacekeepers are at the gate, they uhhh-”
Indrii huffed in exasperation and spun on her heel, nearly toppling the poor asura behind her down the steps.
“Since when are you intimidated by a few peacekeepers sniffing around, Bixx?” Bixx flushed pink down to the spots on the tips of her ears in consternation as Indrii handed off another pad from her belt. “I’ll deal with them. You’re in charge of making sure these get to Mrot Boru before someone poaches the free lab space. I have a lot of capital investment riding on this, if you’d like to continue on up the grant ladder we need this expansion!”
“Yes, Commodore! Right away, Commodore!”
Indrii squared her shoulders, brushing back the twist of hair falling over her shoulder in the unlikely event they’d come loose. She brushed the packing dust off her skirts and set off briskly toward the two scowling guards by the gate. She swept past them without gracing them a single glance, forcing them to trot to the Gate behind her like Bixx.
“Hello ladies. I presume you are here to escort me to my hearing. Carry on.”