"The ship can't run without the AI." Rocket attempted to explain where Cady could not, but all in all the Var:jo was hard to explain. The mechanic only knew enough about the ship to fix it, anything else was above her paygrade and the captain wasn't exactly offering up the information. "It's designed to be flown by three people, Camdis, Cady and the Captain, but still operate with efficiency of a fully-manned warship." Rocket shrugged, following Camdis and watching Kreska as she surveyed the ship with a keen interest.
"The Var:jo was designed to minimize militant casualties," Cady said.
"It was designed for suicide missions," Camdis corrected, if it could at all be considered a correction. "Undercover missions with two AI and volunteer. No reason for the government to take responsibility if something goes wrong."
"You are very talkative today," Cady complained. The dull thrum of the engines was more noticeable as they approached, but it was not enough to drown her out.
"I have someone to talk to today," he bit back, swiftly punching numbers into the lock. With a hydraulic hiss the heavy doors pulled back, creating passage into the engine room, buzzing with idle power and auxiliary functions. Four main cores powered the ship, with two grids to harness excess energy. The Var;jo have warp and mass relay capabilities. A backup generator and fusion batteries for the weapon systems.
"I do not think Commander Starrunner would be pleased to know you let someone wander around the ship." Cady's voice seemed closer, more akin to being in the same room than over the intercoms. And she was. At the end of the chamber was a control panel resembling a desk, and behind it sat another AI. Very different in appearance to Camdis. To start, the chassis only seemed half-finished, the only discernable features were a torso, two arms and a head; wires were the legs should be, and suspended by tubing and cables where hair would be expected. More cables extended down the back of it.
Despite her shortcomings Cady was very expressive and she did not look pleased. A withering glare was passed between Rocket and Camdis, her fingers never ceasing their commands on the control panel.
"Commander Starrunner is not here," Camdis hissed.
"It's fine, Cady," Rocket reassured, bored as if half of her job was reassuring Cady. She grinned at Kreska, raising her brows playfully, before opening the panel on one of the engines. "A lot 'o th'parts in here is OmniCorp. Yer familiar, yeah?"
"The Var:jo was designed to minimize militant casualties," Cady said.
"It was designed for suicide missions," Camdis corrected, if it could at all be considered a correction. "Undercover missions with two AI and volunteer. No reason for the government to take responsibility if something goes wrong."
"You are very talkative today," Cady complained. The dull thrum of the engines was more noticeable as they approached, but it was not enough to drown her out.
"I have someone to talk to today," he bit back, swiftly punching numbers into the lock. With a hydraulic hiss the heavy doors pulled back, creating passage into the engine room, buzzing with idle power and auxiliary functions. Four main cores powered the ship, with two grids to harness excess energy. The Var;jo have warp and mass relay capabilities. A backup generator and fusion batteries for the weapon systems.
"I do not think Commander Starrunner would be pleased to know you let someone wander around the ship." Cady's voice seemed closer, more akin to being in the same room than over the intercoms. And she was. At the end of the chamber was a control panel resembling a desk, and behind it sat another AI. Very different in appearance to Camdis. To start, the chassis only seemed half-finished, the only discernable features were a torso, two arms and a head; wires were the legs should be, and suspended by tubing and cables where hair would be expected. More cables extended down the back of it.
Despite her shortcomings Cady was very expressive and she did not look pleased. A withering glare was passed between Rocket and Camdis, her fingers never ceasing their commands on the control panel.
"Commander Starrunner is not here," Camdis hissed.
"It's fine, Cady," Rocket reassured, bored as if half of her job was reassuring Cady. She grinned at Kreska, raising her brows playfully, before opening the panel on one of the engines. "A lot 'o th'parts in here is OmniCorp. Yer familiar, yeah?"
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