The Peacemakers - Alternity, Star*Drive Campaign

[Prof Yeti]

Gabriel Dane - Mindwalker - Da'Shan Mind Knight

Turning at the Comm station to face Dra'Ken, while making a few additions to the ships internal comm. "Well if you will excuse me I would like to stow away my remaining gear and get familiarized with the ship."

 

[jkason]

Van

Van spends some time flipping through some of the standard procedure entries in the ship's database (shakedown flights, scheduling procedures), silently glad CECCE hasn't popped into existence to recite them to him in the form of a cheer. Then he goes back through the real versions of the crew dossiers he has, committing whatever isn't already locked in his head to the corresponding mental versions he's maintaining.

When he hits Lucas' dossier, Van sits up. Of course. He helped install her, he'd know... Van gets up. He stays in his fatigues, not bothering to change back into his dress uniform, but does remember at the last second to don his sunglasses before heading out the door to the main hallway and the ship's more strident illumination settings. Then he points himself for the engineering section to find Lucas.

 

[Hammerhead]

Alright then, Draken replies off-handedly as he sits down in a chair, kicking his own duffel bag under a nearby console. The sesheyan wondered how much power he really had on this ship. His own gear needed to be put away, but it was probably important that someone remain on the bridge.

Umm, Cee-Cee, why do we have a pop star on board?

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Liriani converses with CeCe while preparing her meal and eating through the grid, trying to learn as much as she can about the ships' systems, artillery and defense capability. After consuming her meal, she asks Cece to give her the grand tour of the ship.

After Liriani is familiar with the ship, she heads to her quarters and practices her dancing.

 

[jkason]

Van fumbles his way back to the engineering section, eventually stumbling on Lucas and Friday, though not really catching any of their conversation. He throws on a nervous smile and extends a hand to Lucas first, then Friday, as he re-introduces himself.

"Hi. Lucas, right? Captain Cu--you know, actually I've been having people just call me Van, since that's my name. Let my brothers get all puffy with the 'Captaining,' right? And ... Jak, yeah? You guys were the one who installed CECCE?"

OOC: Not sure if the cat would have run off at the noise of Van making his way back there or not, so I'm just going to play that as him being oblivious for the time being.

 

[Samnell]

Van fumbles his way back to the engineering section, eventually stumbling on Lucas and Friday, though not really catching any of their conversation. He throws on a nervous smile and extends a hand to Lucas first, then Friday, as he re-introduces himself.

Lucas's first impulse when the captain showed up was to beat a quick retreat to Environmental Controls. He controlled it and after some hesitation sticks out his vein-shadowed white hand, which is substantially warmer than a regular human's would be.

"Hi. Lucas, right? Captain Cu--you know, actually I've been having people just call me Van, since that's my name. Let my brothers get all puffy with the 'Captaining,' right? And ... Jak, yeah? You guys were the one who installed CECCE?"

First names? Is this love-bombing or something? "We did most of the work on it," Lucas answers, flirting for a moment with eye contact. His light blonde hair hangs limp against his skull and dangles in a half-curtain over his eyes.

"The programming and hardware were done offship, but we did the adjustments and installation," he absently pushes his hair out of his eyes. "There were issues with the remote interfaces, stardrive calculations, times when she referred to herself in the third person, and a few blown capacitors and burned circuits. I don't think that's anything surprising for an AI being installed on a new ship. She has to get to know it and ship systems have to be upgraded to host her."

"She's been online continuously for a week now and stable enough to build sand castles on. Short of physical damage to her circuitry, nothing should take her down unless I want it to," Lucas smiles, speaking more quickly and with far less deference.

"Oh yeah, kind of funny: when we first brought her online, she insisted the navcore was whispering Thuldan swearwords at her. Had feedback in the lexical processor and a corrupted reference table. I reindexed the table and had to degauss and swap the processor with a spare from a holo unit. She projected crosseyed until we could calibrate it."

OOC: This technobabble brought to you by Star Trek and an undergraduate philosophy course.

 

[jkason]

Van

Van laughs at the mention of the swearing. "Thuldan? Guess I can't get away with swearing natively when I'm in a mood and pretending it's a prayer, huh?"

Thinking that the instant rundown of status and repairs might be defensive, Van tries an assuring smile. "Oh, I'm sure she's fine with the integration and all. You guys have great references. No, I just wondered ... does it seem like she's kind of, I don't know, bubbly to you? I'm going to take a guess that wasn't a mod on your part, but some design tech who got a little too excited with his psych electives. Strikes me as some sort of intended 'morale booster,' only what happens when she gets happy and shiny with the wrong thin-ski--er, the wrong hyper-sensitive VIP?

"It's fine for now. I think it's kind of fun, but I just want to make sure we have a way to ... you know, tone her down if need be?"

 

[Prof Yeti]

Gabriel Dane - Mindwalker - Da'Shan Mind Knight

Quickly packing away his belongings Gabriel scans the personnel files of the crew. "Ce-Ce can you give me a layout of the ship indicating where everyone is currently?"

 

[Samnell]

Van laughs at the mention of the swearing. "Thuldan? Guess I can't get away with swearing natively when I'm in a mood and pretending it's a prayer, huh?"

"You're a Thuldan?" Lucas says in carefully neutral tones. Eye contact rapidly vanishes again. "Well anyway," he quickly continues, "the swearwords come from a transcription out of a database not on board. It had to have happened during processing with the designers. Otherwise, I've only ever heard her speak Standard."

Thinking that the instant rundown of status and repairs might be defensive, Van tries an assuring smile. "Oh, I'm sure she's fine with the integration and all. You guys have great references. No, I just wondered ... does it seem like she's kind of, I don't know, bubbly to you? I'm going to take a guess that wasn't a mod on your part, but some design tech who got a little too excited with his psych electives. Strikes me as some sort of intended 'morale booster,' only what happens when she gets happy and shiny with the wrong thin-ski--er, the wrong hyper-sensitive VIP?

"She's operating to spec," Lucas answers. Am I the only person who can read a technical readout? "Her persona algorithms were built to produce this outcome. It's somebody's idea of interactivity. I wouldn't have designed it that way, but I wasn't consulted on it."

"It's fine for now. I think it's kind of fun, but I just want to make sure we have a way to ... you know, tone her down if need be?"

"I can turn her off. Toning her down is a programming issue. It's possible, but most of the persona routines are hard-wired so she can't be programmed at will to execute illegal orders, evacuate the atmosphere, overload the mass reactors, or that kind of thing. It would take some work and some digging. That sort of thing isn't in the manual. If we have a few days I might be able to get ahold of one of the designers and make inquiries."

"Of course on the extreme end, we can physically remove or destroy the AI board. We should be able to do it, but she'd probably go down fighting. Slightly less extreme, we could power everything down. That would put her into cold storage. Then we yank the board and turn everything back on. The ship should come back online."

"I'm not sure to what degree she can modify her own persona. Every AI is different. She's new, so maybe a lot is open to change. We might be able to just ask. But purpose-designed pesona imperatives are harder than asking her to change to color of her holo's hair."

Over the course of his long monologue, Lucas's voice picks up speed and confidence again.

 

[Ozmar]

OOC: Not sure if the cat would have run off at the noise of Van making his way back there or not, so I'm just going to play that as him being oblivious for the time being.

The tabby just purrs contentedly in Friday's lap. Friday looks up at you and offers a friendly, informal salute. "Call me 'Friday', cap'n. Everyone else does. So you'll be wanting to take us out soon?"