Melara Omid

Pasha VII - Moon 3 - Royal Amarr Institute


Aura was a very clever program. It localized the audio alert to the lower bunk where Melara Omid, the Environmental Systems tech, was sleeping. It gradually increased the volume from barely perceptible up and up until Melara woke up.

Very softly, it said, "Environmental Alert. CO2 levels above normal. CO2 recycling system self report: unavailable."

Melara stood up to quickly, and wobbled a bit as she headed through the door to the middle of the ship where the Enviro console was situated.

The Console display was flashing yellow. Melara reviewed the locations of the CO2 scrubbers on-board. One of them wasn't working, and the remaining one couldn't keep up. That was either an atrocious design decision or the functionality module was not operating at its full capacity.

"Station Control. Crew Member Melara Omid, on-board the Hallelujah. We have a code 11. We need a replacement CO2 scrubber."

"Your Authorization code," station control responded.

"912G6B8" she said from memory. Only herself, the crewmaster and the captain had authorization codes. Hers only applied in an emergency.

They weren't connected to the station's airlock, so they couldn't rely on the station's environment. If you needed to drop off something that needed a controlled temperature and pressure, then a direct dock could be requested, but they were only docked to speak with Agent Alathema, who was directing their missions in the Pasha system.

"Recognized. CO2 module will be only its way shortly," station control said.

Ten minutes later the module passed through the cargo airlock and Melara replaced the stern-side module. She babysat the console while the CO2 levels returned to normal.

It was 1500. Wake up time was 1800. She could get 3 more hours. EVE time never made much sense to her. The hours awake and asleep were a bit different in every station she'd lived in. Her mother was an Agent, and they had moved from station to station with her career.

Sleep came quickly.