The Surveyor thought he would be in some kind of trouble, seeing a rather official-looking bloke striding up towards him with a air of confidence around him that made him feel extremely uncomfortbale! But when he spoke, the total relief at the fact that he wasn't going to get court-marshaled didn't let him reason with sense, and didn't really think that the process had just started, there wasn't really a need to speed it up, there hadn't even been contact with the Queen since they got given the go ahead! But the Surveyor was out of his own skin, and didn't think of all this.

"Erm, haha, sure. Now, as you can see, this is a six-thousand-square-meter portion of land that we're using for our surface shipyard. We have divided it into a number of sections, as you can probably see with the holo-tapes outlining them. What we really need to get the job going, however, is more droids! We can't make a shipyard fast with only a dozen droids.. I mean sheesh, all we've had is the materials from that hoverbus! It hardly holds anything! We need materials and a workforce if we're going to get this thing completed, I'm sure you could handle that?"

He frowned, what was he talking about?

"Erm, sorry, but I'm not entirely sure what you mean... what's happened in the City?"

Whilst this was happening, a rather curious droid decided to take a brake from work and inspect the speeder bike that the 'inspector' came on.

The blue Frozian Surveyor had been out of touch with the Capital for weeks and weeks now, and luckily it was only he who needed any sort of sustinance, and not his entourage of droids that busied themselves with little bits and bobs he had told them to do. He wasn't getting any answer from the Royal House, and what was even worse was that the hoverbus had totally broken down. Thusly, knowing they had not the materials to build the shipwright, the Surveyor had decided to look and amend the blueprints for the structure, while asking two of the six Sentinel Droids to have a look at their transport and see if they could do something about it.

It was getting really boring! They had not changed the layout much, keeping the defined sections - Hull construction, electrical systems construction, reactor and engine construction, weapon construction, verifier and ground force construction - and adding in the verifier place, itself being about three hundred meters squared in size, under his own consul. He thought it best if there'd be some sort of centralised place where something akin to a spellchecker would be held. Too much to send everything to be verified, so only components of importance would be double checked, and it would also act as the main diving force. The surface shipyard would definitely need some sort of foreman!

"Well, have you fixed it?" He said as one of the Sentinel Droids walked over. The faceless, monotonous droid continued walking until right beside him, and waited a few long seconds before speaking. Even then, the appearence of being humanoid didn't lend itself to it being able to recognise emotion at all.

"Negative. The hoverbus will be out of commission for a while now, not until we can figure out what's wrong with it."

"Wait, you don't even know what's wrong with it?!" The Frozian interjected, his jaw dropping slightly.

"Negative. Our diagnostics aren't showing up anything. Please, sit tight and wait for help."

The Frozian nodded and allowed the droid to go off. Strangely, they hadn't shut down as the Frozian had expected them too when they had lost contact with the Captial. That was why he had hope that something disasterous hadn't happened, and that if they could get the hoverbus back up and running, they could return and find out exactly what had been going on, for there had definitely been something going on! But, it seemed like that hoverbus would remain deactivated for quite some time, and would still serve as his bed when night fell.