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[b][i]CONTROL CENTER, PARADOX ENGINE[/i][/b][/center]
[b]Mentions:[/b] Astra - [@XoXKieroBombXoX],  KITT - [@Atlantic]

With her questions gone unanswered, Rarity had been forced to briefly turn her attention to one of the 'ruffians' who perturbed her with a crude comment: 

[quote]"IS EVERY SINGLE MONSTER HERE ABLE TO TALK?!"[/quote]

"[i]'Monster'[/i]?! [i][b]Excuse me[/b][/i]?!" Rarity boggled in outrage. "If I ever hear you call me by such again, you [i]young rascal[/i], I'm going to-" Unfortunately, Astra would not have been able to hear much, if anything, of Rarity's threat as the former disappeared into the teleportation system to another bulkhead. Vengeance postponed, the unicorn seethed, beginning to calm herself down once more and return to the matter at hand.

Which brought her to the bulkhead's sole vehicular occupant. Breaking into a trot alongside KITT's chassis, Rarity leaped a few times, trying to get a good look into the driver's cabin. Cars had only been a part of her homeland's infrastructure for some years; none of them were as advanced as KITT's chassis. 

[i]'Nor,'[/i] Rarity thought to herself on the next bounce. [i]'As [b]gauche[/b]. Dear Celestia, half the lines on the chassis are just ... wrong! No pleasing aesthetics, a dull black colouration and what in hay are all those lights for? Certainly not to -'[/i]

She nearly tumbled to the deck again as a vital factor had stared her in the muzzle: she had missed the now-obvious fact that, however it was moving under its own power, the vehicle - which, the fashionista presumed from the computer's audio, was 'KITT' - had [i]no driver[/i] at the controls! Landing and shaking her head Rarity decided that it would probably be better from now on in if she stopped questioning everything and everyone around her on the tiniest of quibbles .... Or, at least, tried to.

Finally arriving at one of the terminals that KITT was not blocking the others from, Rarity propped up on her hind legs to get a better view of the terminal, shortly before - bemused by the complex, indecipherable interface in front of her - she began to regret her prior curiosity.

"Twilight always had a book or two about these strange things." she commented aloud in annoyance, beginning to try and study the buttons and terminal screen in front of her.