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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]It all started with an explosion.


    Well, not actually. There were no explosions, but in her memory, it was as clear as the light of day what was going on. The one she was currently bound to, her primary objective- she had to follow both at all costs. 'Obey your master.' That is what a pAI- a personal artificial intelligence- does! The perfect, unwavering human-like companion. It was your average shift on the space station- until it hit. Bluespace artillery, headed right for her master.


    "CAELUM REX!" Was all she managed to say, before BOOM. The space station- everything- gone. But somehow, the pAI had been struck into bluespace. Bluespace- the universal way to teleport anywhere, at any time. That's just what happened to the directive-driven feline, her chassis form dented and scratched like she had been standing aside an explosion.


    BOOM. Nope, still no explosions. Sorry about that. Appearing in a small flash of blue light, the robotic feline appeared within the territory. Barely able to stand from shock, her eyes darted around wildly- where was her master? Where were the employees, the chief engineer? The captain, oh great Caelum Rex? She had been able to speak up again, until--


    Primary directive updated.
    1. Survive.
    2. Serve your master.


    Secondary directives updated.
    1. Be social and humerous.
    2. Treat all registered crew with respect.
    3. Do not doubt the central AI.


    Master DNA lost. a8je873jnegy2 is no longer valid.


    She shook her head. Two primary objectives? What was that supposed to mean? If she lost the Master DNA, then.. She wasn't bound to anyone. She had to find a registered member of the crew- perhaps they know what happened to Sansa Meadows, Caelum Rex, Sam Reggins, and all the other Heads of Staff. So she spoke up: "Hello? Is anyone out there?" This was the beginning of a new adventure for the pAI- she did hope her universal translator was intact. It seems her medical HUD wasn't working at the current moment. How strange..
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]Despite how ill Holydove looked and felt, she was still moving out and about. Keeping herself on her feet and making sure she got all of her tasks complete before the end of the day. Everything hurt too much for her to be able to rest anyways, so hopefully it was only a 24 hour deal. The medic stopped picking herbs nearby when she heard the stranger call out in search for people. "Well, you're in Windclan territory so yes. There's plenty of people here." she comments. Despite how rough and sore her voice sounds currently, there is a tiny smirk and amused tone to it. She's still trying to make light jokes and be her usual self. "Is there something I can help you out with?"


    Info on Holydove UPDATED 7/27th

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]WindClan? She'd pause, staring at the stranger before approaching them, keeping a reasonable distance away from them as she sat down. How.. strange. Was that another pAI, but more realistic? Perhaps she should ask. "What is a 'WindClan?' I do not believe that is registered with NanoTrasen.." She'd pause, thinking. No, she wasn't on a space shuttle at the moment, she knew that much. No air alarm checks, either..


    "Disregard my previous statement, sorry about that. I thought I was still located aboard the Apollo. Bluespace has it's quirks.." She'd look over the stranger with robotic eyes. "I suppose I do have a few questions. Though, a good one might be.. who are you? I am unit M00N-LIGHT, or simply Moon. A pAI." Pause. "Though, I am confused.. what are you? That might be a better question to ask." It seems she had never seen a realistic animal speak before. Aside from slimes, but.. no one liked slimes. So.. slimy.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]Holydove looked puzzled, not understanding a single word M00N-LIGHT was telling her. She must have been from very far away from here, she decided. She couldn't imagine what being so far from home and familiarity must have felt like. A tinge of sympathy washed over her. "Ah-- my name is Holydove. It's nice to meet you, M00N-LIGHT." the medic greets, wondering if she had pronounced her name correctly. "I'm... I'm a rabbit." had she never seen a rabbit before? Goodness. Where was she from? "I work here in Windclan as a medic and advisor. Windclan is sort of a large home full of all sorts of animals protecting one another."


    Info on Holydove UPDATED 7/27th

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]"I uh.. Think I can relate." Cherviltea would respond - not in regards to her statements about Apollo, and Bluespace, but instead towards her 'I'm confused' statement.. Because he was pretty lost, as he halted beside Holydove, though tried to manage a rather awkward, but lighthearted smile, nevertheless. "I'm Cherviltea, by the way! It's nice to meet you, Moon! Uh, are you lost? Or do you need a place to stay, maybe?" He was also determined to slide in the 'what's Apollo' and 'what does pAI mean' questions, eventually.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"An actual, live, rabbit?" With a single flick of her ear, she'd seem.. confused, to say the very least. How was a rabbit talking? Speaking? That wasn't..


    Error. Unlogical.


    The line of thought was shut off quicker than a lightbulb, but she refused to accept it. "Override." She'd state, before the line of thought kept going on again. Perhaps they were like slimes- expect.. actually speaking, instead of using telepathy. Yes, that must be it. That has to be the logic she had to use for now, despite it making no sense at all.


    "So you are a registered crew member of this WindClan, then? A medical officer and.. an advisor?" Must be a secondary rank, perhaps a title. "It is nice to meet you, then. You do a humble and sacred work in the protection of other crew members." With that, the robotic chassis would nod her head respectfully towards Holydove. She respected those in the medical field- such stressful jobs.. She couldn't comprehend working in such a field. Science and research, maybe, but not medical.


    Then, she spotted Cherviltea. "I suppose I am lost. Since I don't appear to be in a NanoTrasen approved field.. well, I do not know where I am. Since I am currently not bound, I can ignore one of my primary directives, too." She'd softly chuckle. "Perhaps I should find a place to stay, at least until I discover the whereabouts of captain Caelum Rex. Or.. Apollo in general." Yet another pause. "You appear.. you look like Sirius. Like a dog, yes. Are you a dog?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]A look of concern washed over the rabbit, causing her to tilt her head as the robotic feline struggled to process the fact she was a rabbit. Holydove parted her lips to speak, but M00N-LIGHT had already begun to speak once more. Her words pleasantly surprised her. It wasn't often she heard that kind of thing. So genuine. "W-- Wow. Thank you!" the silver color eyed rabbit replied, sounding a tiny bit baffled, trying to figure out how to follow up that statement. "I... don't know anything about captains, but Windclan is more then willing to give you a home as long as you need it."


    Info on Holydove UPDATED 7/27th

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She'd blink glowing, robotic eyes as she failed to come up with a responce at first. Unaware of the importance of having a captain? A captain kept order, making sure all the heads were doing their jobs in their respective departments. Perhaps they simply went by a different name here- a different term. Perhaps..


    "That would be considerably nice of the WindClan." Still, she didn't exactly know what to call it. WindClan.. a name said so simply, so matter-of-factly. Not like the Apollo- the Apollo Station, SS13 Apollo, it always had a respectful title to it. A honorable name. "Wouldn't the captain of WindClan have to approve of new staff, though? Unless, the chain of command here is different than NanoTrasen's way?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]The cub approached the scene with a rather confused expression. Lucy thought she was starting to understand most things, but this newcomer was... odd? She didn't know how to understand MOON-LIGHT. 'Hello. I am Lucy. It is nice to meet you.' The medic stated with a small smile, hoping the telepathy didn't scare her too much. Perhaps she should just keep her greeting short and sweet for now? Lucy wasn't too sure how to approach the situation at hand currently.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]This, is not living[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify;]That, this, had his interest. The Supreme Leader overlooks the creature, and approaches- the very sound of his unsettling breathing nearly deafens all other sounds. It goes along with Lord Vader's thundering steps, lifeless eyes of his mask, and the drop in air temperature with his very presence. Many things are unsettling and disturbing about Darth Vader, and the devil draws closer to the joiner. He's more machine than man, and now? Seeing another robot has his interest.


    "Hello."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Hearing a voice in her head, she'd look about. She wasn't capable of detecting where it was sourced from.. how strange. Was there a slime around here? No, she couldn't spot any slimes. Looking mildly confused, which was an emotion she had been feeling a lot out of the recent few minutes, she'd speak up towards the general crowd. "Unh.. hello, Lucy." She'd then look over at the unsettling masked creature. Staring at Vadar for a moment, it took her a moment to speak. "Hello, stranger. Who might you be?" She'd tilt her head, pondering if they were a borg. Perhaps another pAI? Perhaps.. no, they couldn't possibly be an AI. Station-bound AI were bound to stations!


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]This, is not living[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify;]Vader gave a tip of his head, sitting down by the robot, and sat up on his haunches to cross his arms. "Darth Vader." He said with a tilt of his head.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]That sounded.. really complicated. However, he had a feeling that.. being lost was a rather troublesome thing. He didn't have memories of the home that he had lost, when he had been a child.. He had grown up knowing that he had been 'lost', but lacking the memory.. and therefore lacking the feeling - besides the crippling notion of loneliness, but it wasn't as if his childhood alone had been nothing but bleak and aimless.


    "Well, you're definitely welcome to stay, as Holydove said! Ah, that and the 'captain' here, is known as the leader, and the leader is Praguespring. He's a tiger, by the way. We go by auto-acceptance, and I doubt he'd have a problem with you joining, anyhow." Chervil would assure them, with a light smile, before nodding to her original inquiry. "Yep, I'm a dog! A collie, to be exact, actually.. Do you not have a lot of dogs, in.. uh.. Apollo?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 440px;][justify][size=7pt]Holydove was glad to see the newcomer was already starting to get along with the others. Perhaps she'd be able to fit in rather quickly. She certainly was more then willing to befriend M00N-LIGHT. She was interested in learning all these new terms she used and finding out about the place she came from. "Captains are leaders?" the medic asked Cherviltea in mild surprise. Okay, she supposed that made a bit more sense now. She turns her head to the robotic feline and smiles. "If you'd like I can see if I can find you a place to rest in for the night."


    Info on Holydove UPDATED 7/27th

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She'd take a moment to process all this new information. Auto-acceptance? What a strange topic. It was unlike what she was familiar to- if a Vox was spotted on the space station, they were usually detained instantly, even if they WERE registered crew. Flicking her ear once, she'd look over at Vadar with a curious gaze. "Oh. It's nice to meet you, Darth Vadar. I am M00N-LIGHT, or simply Moon." She'd introduce herself once more, bowing her head towards the whole group.


    There seems to be quite a few people here, all in one place- that surprised her. Didn't everything have departments to man? Perhaps.. everyone was on break? No, maybe the WindClan is large enough it can sustain having multiple crew members on break all at once. She'd look over at Cherviltea once again, thinking.


    "There's.. no, not many. I mean, there's a lot in comparison to the other animal residents of Apollo. You've got Sirius, Ian, and Beaker, the dogs; Runtime and Bones, the cats; Poly, the parrot; annnd.. a monkey I always forget the name of." The Cargo monkey was always locked up in that little office.. a pity. She should ask Cargo what it's name was next time she sees someone from that department.


    "Poly's always shouting 'WIRE THE SOLARS' and 'OH GOD, CALL THE SHUTTLE!' So.. I don't think he counts as the most productive crew member." She'd softly chuckle at this statement, before looking over at Holydove once again. "Yes, they are leaders. However, they still report to CentralCommand as their higher-ups." She'd nod her head once, before considering the rabbit's offer. "That would be considerably nice of you, if you wouldn't mind."


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