Chapter 19
In the room where most of the crew was being held, they were making their best efforts to escape. Harper fixing Rommie had been out of the question, and Tyr was afraid that Harper wouldn't make it, but tried not to show it. Instead he went over to him. He was their best chance of escaping, but he was on his way to the brink of death. Again.
"Listen. Your knowledge of machines is our best chance of escaping and yet again I find my well-being in jeopardy because of yours. Swallow the pain and think! What can we do to get out of here, or at least contact Dylan?"
"I don't know..." said Harper
"THINK!!" he was being very insistent, and Beka could see Harper was trying his best, but it wasn't good enough for Tyr. Wait, Harper had suddenly gotten that look in his eye that he had figured something out.
"What is it, Harper?" asked Beka.
"I think I know how we can contact Dylan. The only way they could be blocking the signals of only our commlinks would be if they put a sort of shield around this room. I don't think they blocked the signals of the whole Andromeda because they would have to stay in contact with each other, right? So, unless they directly tampered with our commlinks, which I don't think they would have had time to do, we can send out a signal of a frequency high enough to break through the shield and get to Dylan. Problem is, our commlinks aren't designed to project a frequency that high," throughout his whole speech he had been struggling to block out the pain.
"Is there a way to fix them so we can send out at the right frequency?" asked Beka
"Yes, but I'd need some tools," he frowned, remembering his loss. Beka wished he would get over it, but right now she almost missed them as much as he did.
"Well, take a look at the commlinks and see what you can do," she said desperately. She took out her commlink and handed it to him. So did Tyr. Harper took one up in his good hand and tried to open the back. With only one hand it was impossible, so Tyr reached over and did it for him. Harper was surprised, but only gave Tyr a look of thanks and then went back to his job. After looking for a minute he said, "I might be able to do it if I had something small enough to get in there," without another word Beka took out a hair pin and handed it to him. "Will this do?" she asked. "It's perfect!" he exclaimed, and immediately set to work.
In the room where most of the crew was being held, they were making their best efforts to escape. Harper fixing Rommie had been out of the question, and Tyr was afraid that Harper wouldn't make it, but tried not to show it. Instead he went over to him. He was their best chance of escaping, but he was on his way to the brink of death. Again.
"Listen. Your knowledge of machines is our best chance of escaping and yet again I find my well-being in jeopardy because of yours. Swallow the pain and think! What can we do to get out of here, or at least contact Dylan?"
"I don't know..." said Harper
"THINK!!" he was being very insistent, and Beka could see Harper was trying his best, but it wasn't good enough for Tyr. Wait, Harper had suddenly gotten that look in his eye that he had figured something out.
"What is it, Harper?" asked Beka.
"I think I know how we can contact Dylan. The only way they could be blocking the signals of only our commlinks would be if they put a sort of shield around this room. I don't think they blocked the signals of the whole Andromeda because they would have to stay in contact with each other, right? So, unless they directly tampered with our commlinks, which I don't think they would have had time to do, we can send out a signal of a frequency high enough to break through the shield and get to Dylan. Problem is, our commlinks aren't designed to project a frequency that high," throughout his whole speech he had been struggling to block out the pain.
"Is there a way to fix them so we can send out at the right frequency?" asked Beka
"Yes, but I'd need some tools," he frowned, remembering his loss. Beka wished he would get over it, but right now she almost missed them as much as he did.
"Well, take a look at the commlinks and see what you can do," she said desperately. She took out her commlink and handed it to him. So did Tyr. Harper took one up in his good hand and tried to open the back. With only one hand it was impossible, so Tyr reached over and did it for him. Harper was surprised, but only gave Tyr a look of thanks and then went back to his job. After looking for a minute he said, "I might be able to do it if I had something small enough to get in there," without another word Beka took out a hair pin and handed it to him. "Will this do?" she asked. "It's perfect!" he exclaimed, and immediately set to work.
