Main Engineering]
Nervously looking around at the shambles of the Engineering room, Grace still couldn't help but notice the red power levels on a good portion of the ship's diagnostic stats. Nothing was actively breaking at this moment, but she definitely wasn't pressing her luck. And as of right now, going warp 5 was not an option. She hated being the bearer of bad news, but there was no other option here. She radioed the bridge. Sir, I hate to say this, but the ship can't handle what you're asking for. Right now, if my estimates are correct, we probably'll be able to get to warp 2.7, maybe 3 if we're really pushing it.
We might be able to realign one of the warp coils with an EVA run, but right now, unless you want ten minutes of warp 5, and then impulse all the way home, we can't do it. "
[Corridor]
Tyvon was standing and watching as two crewman walked past on a stretcher, the charred corpse of a poor unfortunate petty officer being carried past as he watched. If anything, it served to both demoralize him and also make him strive to do better, to survive, and succeed. He snapped open his communicator, as he heard the message.
What part of the word 'need' made it sound like a request, Commander?
he said, as he shook his head, wiping soot and grime off of his face.
Take power from anything on the ship- even life support if you have to. We need warp five or the warp coils might be the only thing left of the ship.
He hated to say it but even if they did hit warp five, the upper limits of the enemy ships were not known. They might still be able to go faster. Only time would tell.