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Captain Hix stood over the open access hatch, the red emergency lighting of the cargo bay making the scene look like a crime scene. "Tell me you can fix it, Jax," he sighed, looking at the figure submerged in the engine’s guts.

"The hyper-drive's synchronizer is toasted, Cap," Jax said, his voice raspy from inhaling ion fumes. "And by toasted, I mean it’s currently a very expensive paperweight." fantastic_mechanic.rar

The air in the ship was getting thin, that metallic, recycled taste of a dying vessel. The crew huddled in the galley, watching the shadows dance as Jax’s welding torch flared in the hold. "Ready?" Jax croaked into his comms. Captain Hix stood over the open access hatch,

"We’re drifting in the Void, Jax. If we don’t get moving, the scavengers will find us before the oxygen runs out." "And by toasted, I mean it’s currently a

"Jax?" Hix’s voice came over the speaker, sounding breathless. "We’re doing twelve knots over light speed. How?"