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"Well, anyway, enough about me, heh, how are you guys doing?" Chi put her hands on the table, glancing from Genevieve to Jack, then at her hands.

Tica shambles off, carrying a plate of unknown paste with him.

Joker appears in front of Chidori.

"Well, I'm functionaling nominally. I do miss having plasma shielding, reflective shielding, or any way to defend myself in general, but the old Captain sold off all of those systems. I'm happy the doors still lock."

"Ah, glad to hear it Joker, can't have you failing on us now, can we?" Chidori smiled at the hologram, looking rather happy.

Joker flashes, changing colors from humanoid to a bright green.

"But of course."

"Yeah... So, how far back do you go with this ship exactly, Joker?" Chi rested her head on her hand, looking at the hologram curiously.

"Processing information."

Joker breaks up into databytes momentarily, then reforms.

"I go back through 7 generations, and was the replacement for Queen, who served for 13. For 4 generations before, the ship had no AI."

"Cool! So this ship is pretty old, huh?" Chidori's eyes wandered about the Mess Hall, her eyes wide with wonder. "That's amazing,,, How something so high-tech and new looking can be that old..."

"This ship has existed since space-travel began. Well, not looking like this, but it's always had this name."

Joker transforms into a model of the first Jokalo, a rather crap looking rocket.

"Huh... It looks like those ships back at home they use for transporting goods... Well, the poor people use anyway..." Chidori tilted her head, taking in all of the ship's features.

Joker transforms into the current ship, a sleek looking, medium-sized, grayscale ship.



"This is the ship as it stands. Rather large, but does 2.7 light-speeds."

((Image is not mine.))

"A-Awesome! Looks rather large if you ask me!" Chidori smiled, taking in its features. "None of the ships from home look like that."

"It's a rather individual design, more for defensive powress than self defense."

Joker becomes himself.

"Of course, we might wind up switching designs if need be. Depends on what the Captain wants."

"I see... Very interesting... Who was the communications director before me?"

Irvin nods. "Oh, yeah... Uhhhh..." He takes a guess and waves at the scanner before trying to tap on it.

"Formulating data."

Joker turns red.

"Dawn Jausthaup, Janice Kent, and Heigst Heri were the previous Commuications director. All psychologists, as well, oddly enough."

The suit rack hisses open, granting Irvin the access to the supplies inside, including the datapad, which reads "flip the second switch."

"Interesting... Do you have any other information on them?"

"Said information is missing from my databanks."

"Hm... Fair enough, do you have any other interesting information on the ship? Any signifcant history or stories?"

"I have no stories that would interest humans."

Joker smiles.

"However, Aniele might."