Sonjia Harrington (TEMP FILE)

Harrington; Sonjia: Cybernetics/Computer Systems Specialist; Tranquility Base (DS-15)
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As she had explored the ship a bit before meeting her civilian friend in the bar, Sonjia still was quite new to such a place. She had taken a glance over a few maps and displays of the layout and had made a mental list judging from that of which levels should be gone through in order of size and importance to her job. Smaller levels with most important features followed by medium and then larger levels with high importance – and that should do for one day’s steady work. Yet she didn’t want to appear as another wandering civilian where they shouldn’t be, so she’d need permission.2

After being given her order, Sonjia left Chief Taev and Lieutenant Commander Hammer to their work, and set to her own. First things first, she needed to locate a PADD device or two and start her exploration of the ship, at least the few levels she chalked up to needing to see first. She was able to borrow one on loan from someone she found blinking stupidly at it in a corridor after explaining it had a bug she could fix.3

Her first discovery was a complete loss. It was nothing big, just a storage closet at best. After that room, most the levels she explored were levels near Ops or Engineering itself – reactors, computer systems, wiring rooms, and more storage closets.4

Each time she came to a room, she kept to herself, mapping the layout, marking where important terminals or turbo-lifts were, power supplies and replicators, anything and everything she thought she might need to know later.5

Finally, with five floors down (hardly a dent in the ship’s size) Sonjia realized it was best to take a break for the day. She had gotten several odd looks, poking around in mechanics and computers around the levels, making notes in PADD and still looking like a civilian. She found it amusing and even hummed or whistled half the time. So, she retreated to Engineering and located the computer systems core.6

She flipped through several displays, finding various things wrong with multiple systems but mostly in a certain sector. She checked into the base logs and found an anomaly in a commercial sector. She set a memo in her PADD to research into that later, or ask Taev.7

((Section In Progress: ...working))8

When the ideas flooded her mind, Sonjia felt happily overwhelmed but also suddenly very busy. Although, she knew the matters her ideas dealt with exceeded her rank, they were also nothing short of confidential. She would have to speak directly to the Captain. Again.9

So, she made her way back to the turbo-lift and took it to the Ops deck. On the journey, she mulled over her plans – what she would say without sounding to much like a child at Christmas, or too much like a Harrington (as her first encounter left defenseless Captain Veil speechless for several moments as she and Manticore united and officially got to know each other, beyond mangled transcripts and old documentation from Lerris).10

Ah, Lerris. She hadn’t talked to or seen her brother in a long time. Rather, she hadn’t seen any of her adopted family. Lerris had been closer to her but they had separated when he apparently became Chief Engineer and she hears his name everywhere on Tranquility Base.11

“Oh, you must be related to Lerris Harrington.”
“Are you Lerris’ relation?”
“Harrington…any relation to Lerris?”12

Chief Engineer Lerris Harrington, mastermind of mischief, calamity, and - of course – Manticore; the only one on this expensive floating duck that knew her and didn’t compare her to her infamous sibling. But Manticore didn’t have to compare her. If she truly is a creation (and that sounded rude to call her) of a Harrington – she’d know the family, no need for sour reminders. But she didn’t know, either.13

“To be woman, is to be frail.” Death to the man who said that. Sonjia spat on the floor for good measure and took to a brisk pace off the lift to the Captain’s office.14