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As Ben's spoke Rain's smile turned a bit queer for a moment, a suspicious sort of grin, until he gave a wink signifying his sarcasm- or at least she hoped that was the meaning. Rain accepted his hand, shaking it as she should. [b][color=0094FF]"If you say so, 'Old' Ben. Well, I think you already know I'm a pilot but it appears the AI is more keen on flying the ship himself- why hire a pilot if you don't want her to fly? Especially a ship as cool as this. This thing cost a real fortune- even with my memories gone I can say for sure I've never flown anything like this."[/color][/b] Speaking of the AI, it suddenly chirped up, ordering them to the bridge. [b][color=0094FF]"Speak of the devil. Better get going."[/color][/b] Ben went about equipping himself in the armory- Rain felt like she should do the same, but she wasn't exactly much of a fighter, and none of the items really interested her. She wasn't really keen to use her own pistol, but she knew if push comes to shove she would have to. She saw Ben pick up a taser baton. It seemed a suitable enough weapon for self-defense, so she grabbed one for herself, hooking it to her belt. Ben started to leave, nodding at her. Rain returned his nod, and suddenly had an idea. 

[i][b][color=0094FF]I've hardly looked at my PDA...[/color][/b][/i] How could she not think to? It probably contained some useful information. She headed out into the hall, beginning the walk to her room. She pulled the device, and powered it on. As the device slowly whirled to life a holographic projection greeted her, 'standing' on the screen of the PDA. It was a robotic but decidedly womanly visage. [b][i]"Welcome, Miss Causwell. I have been instructed to reintroduce myself the next time I am powered on. I am Erin, your personal assistant so to speak. You can ask me to find information for you or set tasks for me, and I'll do the best I can to fill out your request."[/i][/b] Rain gave the device a quizzical look. [b][color=0094FF]"I'm sorry, this doesn't make much sense... are you AI? I didn't think I would... well, make one."[/color][/b] The projection shook it's head. [b][i]"No, I am not Artificial Intelligence. I am a Virtual Intelligence- I can perform many of the same tasks as an AI, although I am ultimately not self aware or capable of independent thinking."[/i][/b] Rain gave the projection a nod. For now she tapped the screen, which ushered the projection away, giving way to the device's interface. She didn't see much that seemed immediately useful until she came to a file labeled "WhenIWakeUp.txt". She tapped the icon, opening a simple text document onto the device. It didn't say much. All that was written was, [i][b][color=0094FF]Sometimes it's best not to look for the answers we want.[/color][/b][/i] Rain shook her head. [i][b][color=0094FF]I sure am the cryptic one, aren't I?[/color][/b][/i] She had her suspicions about what the words meant, but nothing concrete. Maybe she really did want to forget her past.

She spoke to the device one more time, [b][color=0094FF]"Erin, we don't have extranet access here do we? The next time you can get a connection find any information you can about myself."[/color][/b] She briefly considered asking about the others aboard her ship, but decided against it. After all, was it really healthy for the crew dynamic if they went behind each other's backs for info? Although she didn't doubt at least one of them had already done so. She didn't have anything to hide- hopefully. The robotic secretary confirmed her task then went into standby mode. Rain lipped the PDA back to her belt. It only provided more questions instead of answers- hopefully the robot's search would be fruitful. By the time she was done she had came to the door of a room, heading inside. She walked over to the desk and picked up her toolbox. She had a feeling she'd need it- she couldn't really fight, so she would have to provide quite a bit of utility for the team if she wasn't going to be dead weight. With her belongings in hand she headed to the bridge, ready for the briefing.