(damage, flux, range)
Section 4-C was the starboard maintenance blister, an area they used for scrap storage. Rell typed furiously, bringing up the internal security cameras. starsector code
"Cap?"
Kaelen sat in the captain’s chair, his boots propped up on the dash, staring at the stream of data scrolling across the tactical display. It wasn't a target lock. It wasn't a star chart. It was a capture. A fragment of raw, encrypted signal intelligence pulled from the wreckage of a Domain-era probe a few jumps back. (damage, flux, range) Section 4-C was the starboard