Date:	November 23rd, 2369
Location: GTD Eternity

	Kyle Evens was a simple man.  He liked his life just the way it was, a fighter technician on board the GTD Eternity.  It didn't matter where the ship went, or what combat operations it participated in, so long as he could keep on fixing the fighters.  But at the moment he was stumped, the driver coil on the GTF Erinyes just wasn't cooperating.

	His analytical mind was running back and forth over the problems but for the life of him he couldn't figure it out.  Everything was checking out in the green, it just didn't work.  The hangar was bustling with activity, no shortage of people to ask for help and he was about to open his mouth when someone interrupted him.

	"Hey Kyle, you hear?" It was Yuri, a new technician that came on board when the Eternity last put into dry dock in Capella over two years ago.  Yuri was a good kid, energetic and in possession of a very inquisitive nature, he'd do good unless he seriously screwed up somehow.

	"No Yuri, enlighten me." came the slightly irritated reply, not with Yuri but the driver coil.

	Yuri had finally climbed on top of the Erinyes and Kyle could look the blatantly young looking technician in the face.  He looked barely old enough to grow facial hair, let alone serve in the military.

	"Apparently during the war games an SOC unit jumped the Vasudans with those new Scimitar stealth bombers we saw.  In the middle of the fighting someone or something turned on a new Knossos in close proximity to the fighting."  Yuri sat down and explained while taking a look at the driver coil.

	"No kidding.  I suppose this is straight from the flawless 'Rumour Mill', or did you get this from a more reliable source." Rumours always had a nasty tendency to get blown way out of proportion.

	"No, no, no.  I assure you it's the straight dope, I was the one who pulled the sensor logs from the one of the bombers.  It was clearly a Knossos in use."

	"And you just happen to be an expert on sub-space technology?"

	Yuri frowned.  "No I'm not.  I saw the visual records, and unless you know of some other structure that is circular, spins around, and can fit a Sathanas into it, then I'd like to know."

	Kyle waved a dismissing hand.  "That crap doesn't affect me, its up to the brass to make those decisions, I just make sure their fighters keep flying."

	"Yeah, I've noticed that about you.  By the way, I think the problem is with the start up routines, I noticed that Lisa hasn't reinstalled that fighters computer software yet."

	A look of understanding crossed Kyle's face.  He reached out messed up Yuri's hair.  "Thanks kid.  Now get back to work, flight 079 is due for launch in two hours and they need their afterburners recycled."

	Yuri jumped off the Erinyes and trotted off the other side of the hangar.  As much as he'd like to, Kyle couldn't evade the feeling that he felt deep down inside him.  He wished nothing came out of that new Knossos, Lord knows enough headaches came out of the first one they discovered.