"I can patch you in, Sergeant." Gaius fiddles with a box of knobs hanging from his waist. A moment later Camael hears voices coming over his vox, distorted and quiet at first, then clearer and stronger after Gaius twists a dial.
It is a confused babble of voices, transmissions cutting each other off and short. Suddenly the high-pitched ping of a vox override silences the noise and Trader Lan's voice comes through.
"All sections, report by the numbers."
"Enginarium here, two casualties but all quiet now, over."
"Battery deck: some of the munitions loaders went after the magazines but they didn't get through. All the other servies are staying put and responding normally, over."
"Maintenance and machining," Camael recognizes the voice of Boatswain Brizz. "Lost three before we took the rogue down. Techies are seeing to things now. We're all ok, over."
Each section of of the ship reports all clear.
"Gellar Generator, report!" Lan calls over the vox. "Loke, give me a sitrep!"
Gaius gives Camael a nod, indicating that he can transmit over the ship communications as well as listen in.