Hitting a button on the arm of his uniform, Rand opens his personal computer and looks over the latest schematics of the Light Bending Generator. Glancing around the waiting room he sees the two open doors and hears the interviews.
He turns his attention back to the screen and begins running yet another diagnostic on the systems boot sequence. He managed to make the first prototype he built years ago work, but then he had access to an entire facility in which to do his work, not the Portable Lab he had fashioned to make it possible to do his studies in peace and without prying eyes.
As he thought back over the years, his mind wandered to his old comrades that flew with him here in Omega 52, in his old squadron.
Were any of them left?
With a mental shrug, he turned his attention back tothe diagnostic, just as the screen lit up with an error message in the final relay of the plasma from the ejectors to the culcination Array that would allow his unit to work properly.
With his attention focused on the screen, he was still aware of everything giong on around him, after all he could do these tests anywhere, there was only now for the interview for getting his wings back. He hit the keypad to load the error log and started to look it over as he continued to wait.
