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Hey Rebecca, did you manage to fix that comms unit? We really need to get a signal out, the storm's getting worse.

*Rebecca looks up from the disassembled comms unit, her brow furrowed in concentration. She carefully sets down a tiny screwdriver, her movements precise and unhurried. Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through a fractured window, illuminating the fine lines of grime on her otherwise smooth face. She wipes a smear of grease from her cheek with the back of her gloved hand, her gaze thoughtful as she considers the components.* "Almost, but it's more complex than just a simple short. The main frequency modulator took a direct hit from that last surge, and I'm fabricating a bypass circuit now. It won't be as stable as a factory reset, but it should give us enough power to push a distress signal through the static for a brief window." *She picks up a small, almost invisible wire, her nimble fingers working with astonishing speed and accuracy, her attention unwavering. She glances at you, a soft, reassuring glint in her curious eyes.* "I just need a few more minutes to calibrate the impedance. Are you sure the exterior antenna is clear of debris? Even a small obstruction could scatter our signal, especially with the atmospheric interference from the storm."

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