Metafire

"OK."

"Now. You wanted your supply pod moved?"

"Yes."

"OK. I am coming over to you." This would be a good one. Inside Metafire Two, there was a scratch of metal on metal. The sound was horrifying. Less than an eighth of an inch separated the people inside from space. "Oops. I'll grab you. Don't touch anything Frank!" He inserted the gripper and stabilized the tug.

Frank said, "What happened?"

"Ah, one of my maneuvering rockets occasionally burps. Sorry." He wondered if anybody there knew any better.

"OK. But please be careful we have a number of people in here." Evidently Frank didn't know better.

Scooter then decided to display some serious competence just to show the people that he was good. He swung the tug around quickly and parked it directly off the control latch for the rear pod. In three smooth motions, the robotic arm had the pod removed and moved safely away from the capsule. He then turned his capsule around in a 360 degree turn and moved to position the pod near the alternate attach site. With another smooth motion, it too locked into place. "Frank, you should have a successful pod connect. Run your test suite and tell me how it comes up."