Duracells

Who:  Zack, Cubie, and a
roomful of bruised engineers
Where: The still-darkened engine room
When: Shortly after the engineers concluded their little tussle
 
 
     Zack
watched as Cubie poked around inside the crawlspace.  Pointing with the lightsaber, he said, "What about
that?"
 
     Cubie
looked up at him.  He'd pointed the
lightsaber right through her head. 
"Do You MIND?!"
 
     Zack
pulled the lightsaber back. 
"Whoops!  Sorry!"
 
     Cubie
took the lightsaber away from him. 
"Zack, sometimes I think that God had me marry you to keep you from
accidentally killing a flesh and blood wife."
 
     Zack
shrugged.  "That's a
riot.  I've needed protection from
YOU more than the STCP!"
 
     Cubie
turned back to the hole.  “Now what
were you pointing at?"
 
     Zack
pointed with his finger, carefully avoiding the lightsaber.  "There."
 
     Cubie
held the lightsaber over the quarter-sized hole Zack indicated as they read the
tiny label.
 
    
EMERGENCY POWER RESTART SEQUENCE PORT.  IN CASE OF POWER FAILURE CAUSED BY MISDIRECTED MOPWATER,
INSERT ACTIVE END OF A LIGHTSABER HERE.
 
     Cubie
sighed.  "I don't believe
it."
 
    
Carefully, she guided the blade of the lightsaber into the hole.  When the handle touched the edges of
the hole, she gave a quarter twist and it locked into place.
 
     All over
the ship, power came back on.
 
     Zack
nodded, impressed.  "Must be
Duracells!"
 
 
 
     ~Zack
& Cubie~
 
    
Engineers - substandard
 
OOC:  I broke it - I guess I
should fix it (especially with MP on the planet!)