Berkeley

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Albert. I know it's not your fault, but it would really help me do my job if you'd bring me what I asked for. Thanks for your time.

― Berkeley, Data Downloads

Berkeley was an engineer on board the Aurora. Berkeley managed to escape in Lifepod 2 with his friend CTO Yu. It is presumed he died and Yu was forced to abandon him.

Relevant Data Downloads

“	<poem>CTO YU: Flotation devices failed! BERKELEY: We're flooding, evacuate! CTO YU: Wait, I can reconfigure the O₂ system to act as a bilge pump! BERKELEY: It's working! *Crash* CTO YU: OK, good news: we're alive, and we've stopped sinking. BERKELEY: Bad? CTO YU: The O₂'s going to run out in 30 minutes and we're 500 meters down. BERKELEY: What do we do? CTO YU: We run the math. BERKELEY: *Spluttering* I don't want to pressure you, but my feet aren't touching the floor anymore. CTO YU: OK, OK, I think I can cobble together a rebreather. We can take a dive reel and chart our way out of this chasm and back to the surface. BERKELEY: What if it's still too far? CTO YU: Then we salvage what we can from the area and think of something else, and we keep doing that until it's not too far, or the predators figure out we're tasty.</poem>	”

“	<poem> [Exiting sleep mode. Loading voice recognition. Engineer Berkeley and Chief Technology Officer Yu identified.] BERKELEY: Drone, get me a propulsion cannon. [Repulsion cannon retrieved] CTO YU: Hey, Berkeley! Install that circuit box with that repulsion cannon and you'll punch a hole in the cargo bay. BERKELEY: Damnit, drone, I said PRO-pulsion, not RE-pulsion. Recalibrate sensors! CTO YU: Sensors aren't the problem. I tweaked the program. It's like you now, it doesn't like being told what to do. [Sensors recalibrated] BERKELEY: *Sigh* Drone, I know- CTO YU: His name's Albert now. BERKELEY: Albert. I know it's not your fault, but it would really help me do my job if you'd bring me what I asked for. Thanks for your time. [Propulsion cannon retrieved] BERKELEY: Thank you. Now go away. [Entering hibernation mode] BERKELEY: Boss, this hobby of yours ain't making my job any easier. Or safer. CTO YU: Maybe so, but it's all that's stopping me taking a spacewalk in my skivvies. And you never know, Alterra might even buy the designs off me when we get home.</poem>	”