Forming A System: Quantum Deficiency

Rey wasn't quite sure what the problem was. She didn't understand how there could only be ninety-eight percent Ley-Integration. You either were, or you weren't integrated with the Ley-Lines. They were never an issue even in the first attempts to create a connection technologically.

The creation of organic computing was the first real step in understanding how the Ley-Lines interacted with nature. They were only conductive with organic material, and Metals didn't seem to carry any current.

All around her was steel, and the cramped working quarters of the Ley-Crystal maintenance room. She stood on steel grating, that was hell on her already tender feet. Thankfully she had synthesized some shock gel that doubled as soles for her shoes.

"Ley-Line integrity is at maximum, but connection is at 98%... How can we measure a definitive status for integrity if we don't have full connection?" Mumbling to herself, as usual.

Ley-Lines were a much, much different form of energy than electricity. Electricity appeared to work as a pure form of energy, allowing power to any kind of device that is wired correctly. However, Ley-Energy had a much different structure. It appeared to work mainly as a form of data, carrying information from one point to another.

Translating that information to power was easy, since you could essentially code the basic use of that Ley-Packet for whatever you chose. Science had created a beautiful relationship with Ley-Energy, much like Mathematics created for Engineering.

It helped usher in a new language of computation, and, more importantly, of manipulating the universe. "Have you checked the Data feed? How can we only have 98%?" Rey looked towards Yuri, the tall bald man who worked primarily on hardware, not software. "It's all clear, no discrepancies." His thick accent reminded her of the small colony of Yrovich.

Rey punched in some numbers on the Augmented Reality terminal in front of her. It floated like an ethereal entity, only manifesting for her. It was even stranger that she could feel the screen, much like a touch pad your fingers can go through. Amazingly enough, you get used to the position of it, which is calculated to float at the most ergonomic distance from the person as possible.

"Yuri, do you have any idea how this could be happening?" It had occurred to her that it was possible he knew more about this than she did. There aren't many people should could say that about. "Best guess, one of de sensors is on de fritz. You can't think of any software glitch?"

Rey shook her head, realizing a software glitch like this wouldn't be easy to pinpoint. "No, not that I can think of. I'll run another diagnostic." A few keys and the system was checking itself, allowing Rey to mull over the possibilities. It wasn't out of the question to think that they were dealing with an incomplete transmission.

That would have to mean a black hole was in the area, and their scans had indicated the nebula to be infantile, making chances of a black hole near impossible. "Yuri, what if we're dealing with a quantum deficiency?" The grizzled man looked at her from his position in the pit, working with the wires and panels.

"If that is de case then... What would we do if it was?" He was right. Rey took the pen she kept behind her ear and started chewing on it. She had to specially make cheap pens so she could feed her bad habit, even though it helped her think. "Son of a... You're right. If it was a quantum deficiency, it would be with the Ley-Line itself, not our systems. Though if that was the case then..."

She had an epiphany. They had a much bigger problem than diagnostics and system efficiency. "Yuri, we need to let Irving know what's going on. We need a brain storm on how to fix this." Yuri rubbed the sweat from his head with his overalls, that were covered in grease. "What's wrong dear?"

Rey placed the pen back behind her ear, and pulled out a small device from her lab coat. After pushing a few buttons on the interface in front of her, she was talking to the head of engineering Irving. "Irving, we have a problem. A quantum deficiency may have developed in the Ley-Line. If that's the case then-" He cut her off. He never cuts Rey off.

"Rey, if what you're suggesting is true we could have an entire project at risk. Are you certain that is the problem?" Irving's accent wasn't as thick as Yuri's, but she could definitely send the tinge of Yrovich. She thought for a moment. It wasn't clear yet what the problem could be, but they needed to investigate. "I'm not entirely sure, no. However, if it's even possible we need to make sure we cover our bases."

A moment passed without a response. She took the pen out again and started chewing nervously. "Alright, have you checked with Yuri to make sure it's not a hardware problem?" Yuri pulled himself up with one arm and vaulted over the walk way side rail. "Yes sir, it's not clear what is really happening."

"Thank you Yuri, I'll call for an assembly and you can present your hypothesis there. Make sure you really think this through Rey, we can't be having this kind of complication." She bit down on the pen in relief, then pulled it out to speak. "I understand sir, thank you for trusting me."

Yuri looked at her seriously, then jumped over the side rail back into the mechanics pit. "Yuri, let me know if you find anything. I'm going to go back and run the diagnostic information by Rig and see if she can find anything we can't. You gonna be ok by yourself?" He grunted in response, leaving her to believe he was fine.Yuri could take care of himself. Besides, it's not like Rig isn't monitoring the entire station anyway.

Rey placed the pen back behind her ear, then replaced the communicator in her lab coat. Taking a small personal device out of her jeans, she held it up to the terminal in front of her, and watched as it transmitted the diagnostic data. "Let's hope I'm wrong on this..."

As soon as the familiar chime that the transfer was complete rang, she logged out of the terminal and began walking quickly towards the steel door at the other end of the room. Another chime came over her personal device, and she wasn't quite sure what to think of it. Her device displayed a note placed on the diagnostic data. A note labeled as written by her.