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What was intended to be a simple stop to drop a subspace amplifier, had turned into an extended stop for emergency repairs. THe fleet had already been out of hyperspace for two days, but on the bright side, the engineering teams were nearly finished filling and repairing the stress fractures in the secondary engine mounts, and had already sealed the microfractures. Grace was in Maya's cabin resting comfortably and feeding her and Tom's pups, while Tom had joined the repair teams as Tina wanted anyone with welding experience on the job to expediate the repairs. Another human, Jason Mack, who was aboard for engineering training was part of the team as well.

"These Canid EV suits are something." Jason said, handing another filler rod to Tom who was working inside #1 engine cowling. "Almost like having your own little personal starship."

"Never really gave it much thought." Tom replied, focused on his work. "Guess I'm just used to them."

"Understandable." Jason said. "So I hear congratulations are in order."

"Thanks." Tom said.

"Grace and the pups are in perfect health." Karen added.

"Alright cut the chatter!" Tina called out. "Admiral wants this done by the end of the day."

"Yes ma'am." Tom replied. He stepped back so Karen could use a hand scanner to check the integrity of his weld, and nearly tripped over a bucket of tritium/molybdenum epoxy resin Holly had been using to reinforce dry-rotted components and corroded coolant lines in the process.

"Looks good." Karen said after a bit. "Go on to the next one."

"Ok." Tom said. He took a sachel of filler rods with him, packed up his torch, and started the unpleasant climb down to the bottom of the enclosure to start filling the next fracture from the bottom up as Tina had instructed.

Karen put Jason to work helping Holly, sealing and reinforcing corroded and dry rotted parts with the special epoxy Tom had nearly tripped over. It was messy work, but at least the EV suits made it odorless. Though still very restrictive compared to normal clothing, the Canid EV suits were less cumbersome than Earth spacesuits, and contained an inner layer of combat foam between the inner and outer layers, making them somewhat more resillient to damage as well.

Tom had to crawl down around the engine in between it and the surrounding metal. it was a tight squeeze in some places, and to make matters worse, the handholds and footings were weakened by age, making the climb more treacherous. To make matters worse, once he finally reached the bottom, he was working in a confined space. The vacuum enviornment eliminated the risk of explosion from engine parts sweating fuel, but nonetheless the heat from his torch, and the molten metal made the work unpleasant to say the least. His EV suit helped to keep him cool, but as it was designed for someone with a body temperature of 101.3 it was still unpleasant.

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While repairs progressed outside the ship, inside people went about their routines as though everything was normal. In many ways, aside from the reduced lighting and similar power usage restrictions, it was normal.

Maya was in her command chair on the bridge, looking over a progress report on the repairs. She hated wasting time like this, when they could be on their way to X. She knew the repairs were necessary, but still, it made her uncomfortable.

May was at the helm, as Kayla was in full standing Heat, and as such, the first officer was desparate for relief.

Normally Kayla would have gotten relief from Tom, but since he was busy with repairs, she decided to go see if Hank would be willing to do the job instead. She found him in the mess hall, having just sat down with a plate of sausage sticks and dipping sauce (snack). Reasoning it would make it easier to break the ice, Kayla got a plate of cheese poppers from the galley before approaching the table.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked.

"Not at all." Hank replied. "Needed a snack."

"Me too." Kayla replied, taking a seat at the table. "You seem tense, is something wrong?"

"No, its just..." Hank started. "Well...Karen is out there helping with repairs...all that old metal...wouldnt be hard to puncture a suit..."

"The suits have combat foam between layers for exactly that sort of situation." Kayla spoke in her most reassuring voice after swallowing a muzzleful of cheese popper she was eating. "Karen has logged hundreds of hours in an EV suit, as have most of us. She will be fine."

"I know...but I still worry." Hank said. "I know it sounds silly given our occupation...but If anything happened to her...." He trailed off.

"I know how you feel." Kayla replied. "I feel the same about Admiral Maya."

They made smalltalk as they ate after that, then when they were both nearly finished, Kayla decided she needed to take the next step.

"You know Canid marriage is not monogamous right." Kayla started. "If we were to engage in intimate activities, you would not be ''cheating'' on Karen, especially considering she and I have been intimate before."

"Yeah I know, Mabelle sucked me off this morning." Hank replied. "Wait...are you saying you want to...."

"Have your puppies, yes." Kayla replied. "But I want anal too....I NEED to be ridden hard in every hole."

"I never been with a wolf before." Hank replied.

"My anatomy is the same as Karen's, just physically larger." Kayla explained. "Just do everything the same as you would with her."

"Are you sure Karen won't mind?" Hank asked, finishing the last of his sausage sticks after he spoke.

"Of course not." Kayla said. "Its just a casual romp. I've got pups from Tom already and you don't see Admiral Maya complaining."

"Alright." Hank said. "Lets go to your cabin though, Dixie is watching my youngest pups."

As April is watching mine." Kayla said. "Lets just drop everything and make wild carnal love in every hole right here."

"Fine by me." Hank agreed.

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"When you get done taking a shit, get some Epoxy and seal up that coolant fitting junction." Tina told Karen who was doing her best to look as if she were checking the integrity of Tom's latest weld. "See where its cracked around the temperature sensor." Karen hated using the bathroom in her EV suit because it left dried shit stuck to her canine anus since she couldn't wipe, but it was also embarassing.

Rather than deny what she was doing as Molly would, however, Karen simply replied she'd be there in a minute.

"Soon's ya git that we'll be done with this'n an ready t' do the next. Ah'd do it mahself but Ah caint fit in there, an' mah hands'd be t' big anyway." Ashley remarked.

"Yeah there's a reason Canid shipyards hire spaniels and shelties for this sort of work.

"Cavalier spaniels and Shelties." Karen replied. "Those workers are smaller than I am."

"Yer still small enuff." Ashley replied. "Reckon it'll be a snug fit but y'kin manage."

"Barely, but yes I believe I can fit." Karen replied. She was obviously finished as she was no longer squatting and pretending to scan a new weld Tom had finished. She handed the scanner to Holly, took a container of the epoxy, and began to work her way through the tight confines to reach the cracked fitting.

Progress was slow, but at last Karen reached the fitting in need of sealing. She barely had room to get her right arm up through the access gap in the cooling jacket to spread epoxy on the cracked and leaking components. She reasoned this particular section had likely been assembled by a pocket spaniel, as even a cavalier or sheltie would find the space cramped. The rough texture of corroded metal was constantly on her mind, necessitating her movements be very slow and cautious to prevent the abrasive surfaces from chafing enough to damage her suit. Cautiously Karen spread the epoxy around the cracked fitting evenly, using the edge of her epoxy trowel to tuck and pack the resin into the crack itself then smoothing out the surface to match the rest of the fitting. When she finally finished, and slowly withdrew her arm from the tight confines, the fitting looked as good as new.

"How's it going in there?" Tom asked, concern clearly evident in his voice.

"I am finished." Karen replied. "I will be out shortly."

Karen slowly made her way out and met up with the others. It was even more difficult getiing out than it had been getting in, but she made a thorough check of her suit after extricating herself from the narrow passage, and found it to be completely undamaged.

"One to go." Tina said. "Let's wrap this up so we can get back inside in time for dinner."

"Gladly." Karen replied. "The sooner we get this done, the sooner I can get out of this damn suit....I'm going to stretch out in the R&R hot-tub and soak all night."

"Yeah me too." Belle replied.

"I'll just be glad to get back in hyperspace." Tom said. "Maya's right, sitting on our hands like this grates my nerves too."

"This one don' look s' bad." Ashley called out. "Jus' the one big crack, an' sum fittin's needin Epoxy. don' look lahk any a' em 's in too tight a spot this tahme."

"Thank the gods!." Karen remarked.

"Let's get to it." Tina said. "Belle, Holly, Ashley, get on the epoxy work, Tom, start your weld from the bottom just like before, Karen, check his weld integrity and supply filler rods as needed, Jason you're with me, we'll be working ahead, cleaning gunk and space dust so the epoxy sticks."

Everyone nodded affirmingly, then they each set about their assigned tasks.

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Molly was off duty, as her pregnancy was too advanced to work. As such, Agnes had taken over her station on the bridge, and in doing so she was monitoring data feeds from the workers' suits biometric sensors as well as monitoring the ships internal and external sensor readouts. For the most part, the readings were all normal, but the temperature readings from some of the EV suits concerned her.

"The temperatures are still within safe limits, Admiral, but still climbing." Agnes kept Maya appraised of the readings. "Karen's suit temp just went up 2 degrees, Tom's suit temp went up 3 degrees, and Rena's suit temp went up 2.5."

"Understood." Maya said. "What 'bout other suit functions?"

"All systems normal aside from the temp increase." Agnes replied. "O2 pressure holding steady, suit integrity at 100% hydration, recycling, and nutrient systems (dehydrated lioness milk reconstituted as needed using water from the hydration system drank from a second tube for nutrition support) all functioning normally. CO2 scrubbers normal,....Well, Tom Jr, Michael, Jason, and Holly have been hitting the stims but other than that...."

"Glad t' hear it." Maya replied. She started to get up, needing to go use the bathroom. "May, the bridge is yers."

"Hold on Admiral we got a problem." Agnes cut in. "Its Jason, suit pressure's dropping like a stone....Combat foam flowing into a breech, right leg just below the knee....leaking stopped...but O2 pressure is down to 5%."

"Deploy emergency response med team." Maya ordered.

"They're on their way, but it is unlikely they will reach him in time." Erika informed, having sent the necessary communications.

"Not a chance." Agnes said. "Another worker will have to give him some O2."

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"Leaking...Stopped....But O2 pressure...way down." Jason struggled to speak on comms. The thin air made it difficult to speak, and the building hypoxia certainly didnt help either.

"I am on my way." Karen replied. "My tanks are the fullest." As she spoke, she tapped touch controls on her belt to de-mag her boots, leaned forward in the direction of Jason's signal, mentally calculating thrust vector and burn duration, and fired her suit's jetpack, engaging the boot-jets as well for added velocity and acceleration.

Jason fought to stay conscious. His vision was blurring, and he was starting to see double. His HUD indicated that Karen was on her way to help him, but his oxygen depribed brain didnt register the fact. When he saw the flare of Karen's suit jets it still didnt really register. Not really anyway. A nagging feeling told him the image was familiar, but in his current mental state all he did was burst out laughing hysterically.

Karen watched the data on her HUD, mentally calculating necessary corrections, while at the same time taking in the scenery. Were it not for the fact she was in a hurry to save someone's life, she would have found the starscape beautiful, and the sensation of flying free, very pleasant. As it was however, her full attention was focused on the task at hand. She adjusted her trajectory a final time, rotated her body so her jetpack and boot jets were aimed toward the hull, and began a gradual deceleration using the main jetpack and boot jets as braking thrusters. She kept a hand on the controls ready to magnetize her boots the moment she felt the hull beneath her feet.

Dizzy and disoriented as he was, the stims did help him hang on to consciousness despite still laughing hysterically. As out of it as he was however, seeing the flare of Karen's boot-jets in a deceleration burn jolted him back to reality for one breif moment. In that instant, he knew he was in a real mess, but he was going to be ok. That was his last coherant thought as it all became a spinning swirling jumbled mess.

Karen touched down gently inches from Jason, and immediately magnetized her boots before setting to work.

Her calculations had been perfect, and she landed exactly where she needed to be.

Karen wasted no time rolling the human over to access his suit's input port. A glance at the accompanying guage told her she made it just in time. Karen uncapped the output port of her own suit's O2 system, pulled the retractable pressure hose out, connected it to the input of Jason's suit, and quickly hit the controls to transfer O2 between them.

It took a few moments for the hiss of freash O2 to register in Jason's mind. When it finally did he became aware of Karen standing over him, sharing her O2 supply. the heavily concentrated ''dog smell'' as he'd always called the fur/natural scent would normally have been somewhat objectionable but at the moment it was the best thing he'd ever smelled in his life.

"Breathe easy." Karen told him, Take slow deep breaths. I have more than enough air for both of us, and the med team is on their way."

"Thank you." Jason replied. He spoke softly, still more than a little disoriented as his blood-oxygen level steadily climbed toward normal.

"What happened?" Karen asked.

"I brushed up against the edge of a sensor array." Jason replied. "Jagged corroded metal cut into the leg of my suit....Damn that combat foam is neat stuff...came flowing out and sealed the cut in spite of the pressure from my suit decompressing."

"That is how it is supposed to work." Karen replied. "The life-saving technology was invented long ago. I mean no offense, but if I am not mistaken your species were still living in caves when it was invented."

"None taken." Jason replied. " I'm just glad it did its job."

The medical team arrived at that moment. A husky girl worked to replenish both their air supplies, while others checked Jason over. Then at last Karen disconnected the uplink hose and let it retract, and replaced the cap on the port.

"He isna in any more danger, lass." Doc Natalie informed. "his leg is cut and bleeding, but it is nothing I canna repair."

"Thank you." Karen replied, and with that, she made the calculations, de-magged her boots, and proceeded to jetpack back to her original work area..

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With the incident averted thanks to Karen's quick thinking, Maya finally got the chance to leave May in command and go take a much needed leak.

Doc Natalie and the med team took Jason to sick bay, to treat his injured leg. He started to protest as the nurses insisted on helping him out of his EV suit, but he also knew they were just doing their jobs, and concerned for his health. reluctantly he accepted the help, and soon enough he found himself on a medical bed, as the good doctor set to work right away.

Natalie worked quickly cleaning and debriding the wound. a bioscan told her there was no infection, but she collected swabs of the wound for manual microanalysis just to be sure.

"How is it, Doc?" Jason asked. He felt the pressure but it didnt hurt anymore. Doc Natalie had numbed the wound thoroughly before starting her work.

"Cut yoorself pretty good, lad, but it is nothing I canna fix." Natalie replied. "Yoor lucky, another few milimeters and you wouldha' tore open a artery."

"How long?" Jason asked.

"Yoor going ta be sore for a couple weeks, lad." Natalie replied. She finished closing the wound then added. "There ya go, lad, good as new. "

Jason looked down and saw Natalie was preparing a bandage to wrap his now closed cut. "can I go?" he asked.

"Aye, if it were just yoor leg." she paused to retrieve a bottle of pills, then handing him the bottle, added, "take one of these every 12 hours. its a painkiller and antibiotic in one pill.....Yoor brain was starved of oxygen lad, you need time tae recover."

"How long?" Jason asked.

"At least a day, lad." Natalie replied. "Doont worry, Karen sent you this." She handed him a datapad.

"Her latest paper detailing her theories for long-range transporters." Jason remarked. "Should prove an interesting read."

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"Admiral on the bridge!" May announced when Maya returned. She got up from the command chair, and everyone snapped to attention.

"As ya were." Maya replied, taking her seat in the command chair. "Status report!"

"Tina reports emergency repairs are nearly complete ma'am." Erika informed. "She estimates we will be ready to restart the engines within the hour."

"Good." Maya replied.

"Fuel report ma'am." a young malamute girl announced, handing Maya a datapad.

Maya read over the report detailing the fleet's current fuel status carefully. She was pleased to see the mining ship was making good progress refining more, but the loss of 20,000 gallons was nonetheless cause for concern.

"Ensign how the fuck'd we lose 20,000 gallons!" Maya snapped.

"Expended by the combat patrols, ma'am." the malamute replied. "But as you can see, the mining ship just finished refining 50,000 gallons of fresh deuterium to replace what we've used."

"Fair enuff." Maya replied, signing the report with an electronic pen and handing it back. "Dismissed.

As the malamute girl left, Erika patced through a comm from the repair teams.

"Excalibur, Karen, we have done all we can without landing or going into spacedock, ma'am."

"Karen, Excalibur, copy that." Maya replied. "good work, come on home."

"Gladly Admiral." Karen replied. "We are packing up our tools now, we will be back inside shortly. "

"Sounds good." Maya said. "Sooner the better."

"Agreed." Karen replied. "any plans for later?"

"Not specifically." Maya replied.

"Good I was planning to relax in the R&R hot tub. Want to join me?"

"Ah'd love t' do that, but Ah got a lot a paperwork t' do." Maya replied.

"You need this as much as I do, Admiral." Karen replied. "You need to relax just like the rest of us."

"Alrahght." Maya said. "Reckon Ah kin spare a few hours."

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Tina, Karen, and the others finished closing up the engine cowlings, packed up their tools, and quickly headed back inside. Maintenence technicians collected their EV suits as they got dressed preparing to return to their normal duties.

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Engineering

"Holly, prime the deuterium pumps, Melennia, shunt primary APU generator feeds to jet-starters, engage secondary and tertiary APU generators. Tina called out. "Larry, watch the injector pressure, and N1 RPMs, Dawson, monitor N2 RPMs and combustion chamber temperatures."

"Ready ma'am." they each affirmed.

"Focus on the task at hand." Tom added. "We're about to light off the biggest turbines any of us have ever seen, the last thing we want is a hot-start." He had stayed to help with the startup procedure, as he wasn't due on the bridge for another hour.

Tina listened as everyone read off their assigned displays and guages, then she pulled the first of a series of knife-switches, sending a shower of sparks into the room as the high current connection was made. "Spooling up engine one." Tina announced.

Lights dimmed all over the ship as the majority of the avalible power was channeled into bringing the first massive engine up to speed. Everyone felt lighter on their feet as power was taken from artifical gravity as well.

Once the first one started it would supply more than enough power to start the others, but at the moment The APU's were pushed to the limit supplying enough power to spin the engine up to speed.

The jet-starters themselves were showing their age as well. Normally the APU generators would be more than ample to start the engines, but just as the APU's outputs were less than optimal, so too, the jet-starters drew 10x the current they should have due to age. To that end, Tina bled power from auxiliary generators and emergency batteries to supply the necessary apmerage.

"Ignition flashover in ten seconds." Dawson announced. "Cross your fingers."

Tina looked at him questioningly

"Its a human thing. supposed to bring good luck." Tom explained.

The tension in the room grew thick enough to cut with a knife as the seconds ticked down. They all knew what could go wrong. The APU's were already yellow-lining, overheating to the point they were in danger of exploding, not to mention the very real possibility of a hot-start with the weakened jet-starter barely able to bring the massive turbine up to speed. It was one reason Maya never liked to turn the engines off, there was always a risk of not getting them started again.

"Flashover good, flamefront temperature within tolerances." Dawson announced. "N2 rpms stabilixing at normal idle."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"N1 rpms stabilizing, injector pressure nominal." Larry added.

Tina returned the knife-switch to the off position, and reached for the second one, as her engineering staff double checked number 1 engine was idling normally, and made preparations to start the next one.

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Molly was in the lounge relaxing, when the lights came back on bright and the artificial gravity returned to normal. She knew from that that the engineering staff were restarting the engines and had already gotten one started. more importantly however, the gravity returning to normal helped aleviate her discomfort. Hira was doing her best to help Molly relax, rubbing her pregnant belly to help aleviate the cramping. She had also taken Molly's temperature a few minutes ago, despite Molly's disgust with the procedure. Hira had to access Natalie's medical database to see what was a normal temperature for Molly's people, but in doing so she saw the reading was normal, so it was unlikely she would go into labor today.

Molly was disappointed it wasn't time yet. She wasn't thrilled about the prospect of giving birth, but she was so uncomfortable she wished it would hurry up just to get it over with. She'd had "the talk" with Admiral Maya, so she knew what to expect, but still, she just wanted to get it over with.

Hira didnt have pups of her own yet, so she didnt have any real experience to draw on, but she did her best to comfort Molly nonetheless.

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Karen had considerd showering before taking a soak in the huge R&R hot-tub, but decided not to waste time doing so as she knew all too well that Maya would not bother to do so. Without giving it any further thought, she striped off her underwear and slipped into the deep steaming relaxing water, lying back in such a way only her head was above water as the hot steamy depths caressed her sore weary body carring away the stresses of a hard day's work. It took a bit longer for her mind to settle down and relax as well. she was still mentally designing an artificial intelligence she hoped to augment the ship's aging computer systems with, when Admiral Maya arrived. She didn't actually see the kuvasz slip out of her faded clothes and stained undies, as she was staring at the ceiling deep in thought, but her sensitive nose told her all she needed to know. Maya didn't stink by any stretch of the definition, mind you, but her potent natural scent was unmistakable.

"Gods! Ah need this." Maya remarked, sliding down into a similar position in the deeper portion of the hot-tub.

"Yeah me too." Karen agreed.

''Least the engines're repaired." Maya said. "We kin git back underway fer X."

"Decently patched would be more accurate, but yes I agree." Karen said. "I hate to bring up work while we are relaxing, but I've been thinking about a way to improve our computer systems."

"Do 's ya see fit." Maya replied. "Jus' don' do it t'night, fer now lets jus' relax an' enjoy the water."

"Sure is nice, isn't it." Karen replied. "Wish we could do this more often."

"That's fer shure." Maya agreed, clearly sounding much more relaxed than normal. As if that weren't clue enough as to just how much the kuvasz was enjoying a good soak, the bubbles rising from the depths was surely a dead giveaway.

Karen didn't comment on the matter. Normally she would have said ''excuse you, Admiral'' or commented that it was gross, but she was presently too relaxed to care. the steamy water felt so good all she wanted to do was savor the moment. She could certainly see how Maya could lose herself in the moment so completely as to leak bubbles, especially given the stresses of command. In fact, without realizing it Karen had leaked a few bubbles herself, and she didn't have megacolon or any other bathroom problems. Of course when she realized what was happening, her ears burned of deep embarassment.

"My apologies, Admiral...I got a little too relaxed." Karen spoke up immediately.

"Don' worry bout it." Maya said. "Smells nice t' me, sahdes aint nobody here but us, no need t' apologize."

Maya goosed Karen hard, surprised at how easily her thick finger slid up the little spaniel's butt. Karen was indeed very much as relaxed as she was, but moreover her sweetest hole was also cheated by the water having dissolved the dried remnants from going in her suit, the fat content in those remnants resulting in a sort of natural lube.

"Gods! Maya! Your finger is as thick as Hank's dick." Karen remarked, breathing becoming a bit more rapid.

"Probably a bit bigger." Belle suprised them. The collie spoke up standing beside the hot-tub where she was still undressing as she spoke. "Hank is well equipped, but I know from experience how big Maya's fingers are...so I can imagine how full your honeypie must be."

"She.....ohhh...has her finger...Mmm...up my butt." Karen replied, savoring the intensified pleasure as Maya began to pump her finger in and out.

"Even better." Belle replied. She tossed her underwear in the pile with Maya's and Karen's, and slipped into the tub to relax as well. "I know that feels amazing."

"S...sure ...d....does." Karen managed a reply between yips of pleasure.