Break on through to the other side

It's soon after everyone has rushed to take varying actions to save crew and flottila. By this time, it's likely positions can be claimed within the fleet. There's time to return from ferreting the worse from the Beast to Mandrake charity, used strange wonderful methods to traverse the distances between all this displaced tonnage or absconding with conventional transportation to get someplace.
If Ruby hadn't realized how precious some fleet wide communication is, it would have certainly hit her like an anchor in the head now. There's a countdown of sorts, but with the chaos going on, the timer in her head isn't spot on. After a few minutes of concentrating, she's bringing the pattern to mind. "Ready or not!" Ruby's Bosun starts wailing on its bell to at least try a very basic warning klaxxon that its time for everyone to pull together and do their thang.
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