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She hadn’t spent much of her time on environmental decks Most of her work before with Stanni and Soledad had been with power routing The air and water systerade than hers The architecture of the roo as cramped as the Cerisier She floated in with a sense of relief, as if reaching her goal accoave her some measure of control

The air s man, face covered with blue-black bruises, was stuck to the bulkhead with a rope and two electro similar to a brooantic fly swatter Clearing blood froed face was i layer of tears encased his eyes, blinding him

“You! Who the hell are you?”

Melba turned The newwas in an inflatable pressure cast The foot sticking out the end was a bluish purple, and his breath was labored in a way that

“Melba Koh Civilian electrochemical tech off the Cerisier”

“Who do you answer to?”

“Mikelson’sto remember the man’s name She had only met him once, and he hadn’t left much of an ied man said “You work for racefully than should have been possible She followed hirab a handhold to keep froeway into engineering A huge array of thin ht languages printed along its side Scorch marks drew circles on the outer else A hole two feet across had been punched through the center A human body was still in it, held in place by shards of metal

“You knohat that is, Koh?”

“Air processing,” she said

“That’s the pri unit,” he said as if she hadn’t spoken “And it’s a big damn problem Secondary processor’s still on fire just at the h for about seven hours Everyone on my team is busted or dead, so you’re about to rebuild this one Understand?”

I can’t do that, she thought I’m not really an electrocheet my tools”

“Don’t let me stop you,” he said “If I find someone can help out, I’ll send ’eood,” she said “What about you? Are you all right? Can you help?”