by Siberia » Tue Jul 26, 2016 11:34 pm
It took time to get a damage crew to check the metal she'd super frozen, take the ice block to deep storage, account for the missing men, and then put an operational update into the ship's old system. Finally Siberia retires to her quarters to sit and contemplate what had happened. She briefly contemplates vodka to aid in her contemplations, but she decides she doesn't want to be fuzzy headed right now. She leans back in her chair and takes a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair with a sigh.