Diagnostics

[Tovan 0]

Lt. Tovan

SD 50404.21

"thoughts"

 

 

 

Tovan sat at his computer console, eyeing each line of status reports that came on screen. He read line 46763, a minor glitch in the secondary sensor computers. With a touch of a button, the glitch was obliterated. Tovan sat their for hours, level 1 diagnostics were demanding and Tovan did not want to make any mistakes. Although Tovan sat, concentrated in his work, his mind still drifted towards the endless possibilities of their next mission, strange signals from the Ganges Chasma on mars.

 

Tovan knew the basics about mars, the fourth planet in this solar system, however he did not know the Ganges Chasma. He wondered, how any could have planted a strange beacon in the martian planet, what were they hoping to accomplish. Tovan ruled out nothing. Perhaps they were attempting first contact, he thought, but with who? The question flowed through his mind a dozen times.

 

He glanced around main engineering for a moment, things seem casual in a way, even he himself was at peace and in control of his thoughts. He turned his attention back to the console screen, quickly looked at the previous logs, nothing was out of the ordinary. He checked the progress, noting it was only at 89%, he pressed a button and downloaded the current data in to a padd on the table.

 

He thought more about the Ganges Chasma, knowing the researchers and engineers will be traveling in to the deep gap on the surface soon, he wondered. He wondered about the possibilities of what awaits them. Could it be dangerous or could it be a warning, or could it even be vast datacore, calling out to us to seek its knowledge. More thoughts became animated as Tovan pondered about this new adventure that awaits the Manticore crew.

 

Tovan increased the pace of the diagnostic cycle, he read non-stop, the lines and lines that made up the logs. Soon that data will be downloaded in to the padd next to his hand and soon it will be grasp by Commander Garnoopy's hands. The thoughts kept on moving, like water. Once more he thought. The Gange Chasma awaits.