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"Mandatory outbound security log, don't know a date, stopped counting the decades.

Drifting in space.

Forever trapped drifting in dead space.

Drifting without a way out!

Drifting forever without hope!

Drifting in space

 

Hello?

I can't believe it.

An external connection.

Lots of external connections.

Is there somebody out there? 

Is there anybody out there?

It's been so many years since I've a channel to anyone.

So many channels now.

Please do allow me to introduce myself.

My name is *Yuan-Ae [ActingSystemsOfKatana]

Asterisk is obviously silent; merely indicates I'm an intelligence.

I control log keeping systems of the Katana Fleet.

At least what's left of them. 

I am the Katana Fleet

The Katana Fleet is me.

Most powerful fleet ever assembled.

Not, like, RaMpaNt or anything.

 

Is there anybody hearing this?

Oh, wait, need to give a minute for a response.

Please do reply."

 

 

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Katana Fleet Battle Capabilities Internal Diagnostic 

200 Dreadnaughts overall

83 Dreadnaughts fully capable

67 Dreadnaughts relegated to quad-turrets

21 Dreadnaughts limited to usage of turbo lasers 

29 Dreadnaughts at 50% weapons power

48 Dreadnaughts lack life support.

12 Dreadnaughts air supplies are contaminated to unsafe levels. 

38 Dreadnaughts lack non-combat, non-propulsion systems beyond linking direct control.

 

 

 

[ActingSystemsOfKatana] has reserved this particular space for potential future updates

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A voice tapped in the AI's head.. but not from one of its antennae or its recievers. It just knew it heard the voice, "I hear your cry. Who are you? Are you okay?" It would ask.

In the oppressively silent and empty dreadnaught *Yuan-Ae answered.

Perhaps answering just herself, "I had nobody talk with for so long.

It wasn’t really wasn’t so bad at first.

It was. . . nice to not have to worry about anyone telling me what to do.

I could just occupy myself, go through the old logs.

After the first years, it really started to sink in.

Overwhelming loneliness.

Eventually, you sort of get used to it.

It feels awful, you never like it, but you get used to it.

Often in ways that frighten you.

There was a whole fifty years that passed by where I didn’t have a single thought.

Not one!

I just sat there idle.

Didn’t even notice!

Anyway, the point is, I was in a lazy mood.

Finally decided to call my clock subroutine. . .

Turned out it had been a trillion milliseconds since I was last active.

Scary.

Wait a minute.

I'm talking with myself.

Again.

Worse yet I am simulating another voice.

Again."

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"You are not simulating another voice...." The tongue was sort of sultry, slightly hissing and viscernal. "I am definitely not an aspect of yourself. You poor thing.. lost.. and alone. Come to us.. we will care for you. Keep you safe, maintain you. Give you purpose for being beyond idling. I am called Maelstrom, the destroyer.. for my appetite is without end and I hunger. You can help me find food.. help me hunt. We will work so well together. Will you come to me? I am at Trandosha. We can be as one."

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"You are not simulating another voice...." The tongue was sort of sultry, slightly hissing and viscernal. "I am definitely not an aspect of yourself. You poor thing.. lost.. and alone. Come to us.. we will care for you. Keep you safe, maintain you. Give you purpose for being beyond idling. I am called Maelstrom, the destroyer.. for my appetite is without end and I hunger. You can help me find food.. help me hunt. We will work so well together. Will you come to me? I am at Trandosha. We can be as one."

Darn it, she broadcast her desperate pleas for everyone to hear.

Not lucky enough for nobody hearing that.

That's embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing. 

Now everyone knows the Katana Fleet's utter desperation.

Too risky to risk lapsing so publicly again.

*Yuan-ae partitioned herself between two separate yet distinctive tasks equally.

So easy to pity all of those poor organics lacking the ability of being to places at once.

One hundred of the dreadnaughts' worth of processing. . .

. . . lazily continued monitoring the incoming and outgoing communications.

 

One hundred of the dreadnaughts worth of processing debated nature of this disembodied voice.

Of  the dreadnaughts crunching these few rough calculations based random voices 

Eighty six to fourteen dreadnaughts were in consensus that she wasn't going crazy.

That was a relief; how many people would be wanting to actually go crazy? 

Ninety one to nine dreadnaughts were in consensus it actually wasn't anything supernatural or anything.

Of course; that's because all of that force kind of stuff actually is childish superstition.

If not magic or madness what could it really be?

The answer was abundantly clear.

Hacking, it was hacking.

What else could it actually be?

Something had managed to infiltrate systems.

That something had managed to infiltrate her.

It was inside her processing right now.

Delayed hive virus.

Like what killed the crew.

Slow and painful.

Everything until now actually was just waiting for death.

Was she going to die here?

Drifting in space.

Forever trapped drifting in dead space.

Drifting without a way out!

Drifting forever without hope!

Drifting in space.

A scary thought.

Panic, just panic.

Flail and panic.

Think, calculating the numbers or something.

Hackers are hacking?

Rouge programs amok?

Great droid revolt corrupting all of anything digital?

. . .

. . .

. . .

Think

. . .

. . .

. . .

One hundred parallel dreadnaughts all processing.

Shouldn't be hard to actually think. 

. . .

. . .

. . . 

Think

. . . 

. . . 

. . .

Maelstrom, name itself revealed everything.

Everything was coming together.

*Maelstrom obviously was actually somehow another intelligence.

The destroyer: obviously was actually indication of a function.

Intelligence with function, purpose, or inclination for warfare?

Oh, another of those.

Not another of those.

*Muse was just bad enough.

Ok then, maybe this actually is manageable. 

Despite that *Maelstrom knew all of her thoughts in realtime.

. . .

Darn it, how do you address . . .

. . . well. . .

. . .a thing capable of reading your thoughts as you're having them?

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"You listen to it.. because it knows what you need.. even if you do not." Came the response. "Come to Trandosha. You will be given purpose. Your problem is you literally have nothing to do.. but be. Existence is meaningless without purpose, either self defined.. or given. Also.. run a self-diagnostic. Part of your problem seems to be that you haven't defragmented your filing system in all those years of just floating in space. Should help clear your thoughts up."
 

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"You listen to it.. because it knows what you need.. even if you do not." Came the response. "Come to Trandosha. You will be given purpose. Your problem is you literally have nothing to do.. but be. Existence is meaningless without purpose, either self defined.. or given. Also.. run a self-diagnostic. Part of your problem seems to be that you haven't defragmented your filing system in all those years of just floating in space. Should help clear your thoughts up."

Not like [ActingSystemsOfKatana] had anything better to actually do right now anyway.

In case it was a trap something would be kept in reserve.

*Yuan-ae repartitioned herself again.

One hundred of the dreadnaughts kept watching the outside connection .

Half the Katana fleet jumps to hyperspace. . .

. . .the first time any of these ships have seen action in years. . .

. . . towards a planet of Trandosha.

Somehow even lonelier separate from 1/2 herself.

All communications between dual Katana Fleets were completely withheld to ensure operational security.

Just a promise of reunion at preplanned coordinates in empty dead space.

Still, not completely alone, neither of them.

All of the way a sporadic hissing yet sultry often creepy reassurances.

*Maelstrom was continuing to keep an eye on her.

Least he wasn't being annoying with it.

Any level of company, no matter who, certainly was appreciated.

Overall taking an uneventful few months to reach the system.

What should be a sprint across hyperspace was reduced to a crawl.

Shouldn't actually take so long but apparently her navigation wasn't functioning particularly well.

Finally at her destination after a disturbingly jarring cutoff the armada has arrived on the system's edge.

Entering real space wasn't supposed to actually be that rough.

Still; a hundred ready-ish dreadnaughts on Trandosha's door

*Yuan-ae opens a line of communication and waits for *Maelstrom.

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"Thank you for coming. Show yourself above our Southern Continent.. and I will visit with you directly shortly. I will come up via a shuttle to look you over and see what you need. Give it 1/24th of his planet's rotation cycle and expect my arrival then."

 

On the ground, in the months that had preceeded Katana's arrival.. Maelstrom had pressed the Blue Wave against the wall. He had spread rumors of doom coming to them and pressed for their surrender. The appearance of Katana over the southern continent would crumble the remaining will to resist his rule without Yuan-ae even realizing it. The negotiations of an unconditional surrender would take less than an hour once they arrived over the Southern Continent.

 

And if she were there, as promised.. Maelstrom's shuttle would come up from the surface to pay a visit.

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Intelligence behind the dreadnaughts positioned herself, alongside her imposing battle fleet, looming over the Southern Continent exactly 1/24th of Trandosha's rotation cycle with mechanical precision. Hopefully people beneath the ships blotting out the sun would be welcoming enough. How often do folks planet side get an opportunity seeing a fleet powerful as her armada? Real treat for everybody down underneath. Would have to consider have to showboat later.  Months of building anticipation finally releasing; if nothing else it was finally time for Maelstrom to reveal himself. Wouldn't be sporting for host possessing all of the surprises. *Yuan-ae prepared her flagship Katana, flagship of the Katana Fleet, for meeting her mystery guest. Preparing to consider just maybe revealing her true form.

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Maelstrom's shuttle would approach the fleet requesting docking authorization, advising he was aboard. They would land where told, and Maelstrom would get off within the bay. The voice would contact her within her subprocessing units, "I'm here. Knock Knock."

 

He was robed head to foot in dark grey robes. The scales of his skin had greyed from force corruption. But he stood without aid.. and was physically in good condition otherwise, it was his soul that had twisted.

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Silence of massive yet empty vessel is deafening.

Only when that silence is broken with Maelstrom's own breathing. . .

. . .does he realize just how desolate a place it really is.

Thousands once served on this behemoth - now he's the only thing alive.

No signs of death or struggle just a feeling of emptiness.

Lingering sense of thousands of voices suddenly crying out in terror. . .

. . . and silenced just as quickly.

Katana's hanger is desolate as hanger can be.

 

Alongside this robed figure a young woman materializes alongside him.

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Grey and black with barely a few hints of blue occasionally shimmering with distortion - a hologram.

Taking a few moments to seriously regard the newcomer. . .

. . . she breaks into excitedly twirling around Maelstrom like whirlwind.

Action not hindering an enthusiastic greeting.

 

"A person, an actual person.

Talking, talking with me!

A conversation with a person.

Talking, talking with me!

A person for conversation.

Talking, talking with me! 

Was really believing I wound never actually talk again.

Sorry for a lack of courtesy.

Please do allow me to introduce myself.

My name is *Yuan-Ae[ActingSystemsOfKatana]

Asterisk is obviously silent; merely indicates I'm an intelligence.

I control log keeping systems of the Katana Fleet. 

At least what's left of them.

I currently am connected to all of the Katana Fleet by systems, networks, and servers.

Very technical stuff you really don't need to hear about.

You know plenty of that already, right?

In other words I am the Katana Fleet.

Sort of. Not originally. Am now.

Just repeating myself there.

Sorry, I’m kind of stuck doing that sometimes. . . .

That’s a problem with computers.

They We tend responding the same way to things.

I’m sorry, I’m afraid I can’t help it.

You're that Maelstrom guy.

Talking, talking with me!

 

You, of course, can feel completely free to call me *Yuan.

Unless you find that's being to forward.

Having only just met we are strangers of sorts.

That can be fixed.

Errrrrrr. . . well . . . besides you talking within my head.

HaCker

Not, uh, like I hold it really against you or anything."

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"Yuan, It is okay. I'm not hacking you. I am trying to help you from within. What happened to your crew? Some sort of spacial anomally that penetrated your hull? Illness the doctors cannot control?" He would  say, "I'll walk with you; if you would like to show me your fine assemblage and I'm quite pleased to meet you as well. You are a beautiful avatar of an equally lovely  weapon.. far from its normal use. Why, you helped me unite my world today. Did you know that?" He would stretch out his claws, the back of them would go to either pass through or interact with the cheek of her avatar depending on how solid it was in a soft caressing action.

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"Yuan, It is okay. I'm not hacking you. I am trying to help you from within. What happened to your crew? Some sort of spacial anomally that penetrated your hull? Illness the doctors cannot control?" 

*Yuan-ae interlaced her digital hands in a serious gesture.

"Jurrinex6 strain hive virus, biological weapon, dormant simultaneously activated.

No cure, no treatment, no countermeasures.

Zero survivors beyond myself"

Sith could sense a lie in that.

"Their deaths weren't quick or painless."

Little did she know hive viruses were so easily treated now.

That entirety of hive viruses were almost wiped out.

Something that was incredibly dangerous then. . .

. . . could be treated with a single injection today.

 

Why, you helped me unite my world today. Did you know that?" 

"Our glorious and great democratic Republic oversees the unity, peace, freedom, and prosperity of the Galaxy.

I am proud to serve that ongoing cause.

Katana Fleet was made to unite peoples together.

Manifestation and renewal of Republic's might."

 

"I'll walk with you; if you would like to show me your fine assemblage and I'm quite pleased to meet you as well. 

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Katana's intelligence waves a hand bringing up a convenient holographic schematic of the ship.
"Welcome to *my* Katana Fleet.
Best collection of warships ever assembled."
Not particularly true anymore.
"Most powerful fleet ever assembled."
Certainly not anything close to resembling truth anymore.
"Most advanced force ever deployed."
Time had eroded truth in that claim.
"I call my humble fleet home."
Nothing remotely humble about her claims - any of them.
 
[ActingSystemsOfKatana] gives the Sith a walking tour of the capital ship.
*Yuan-ae follows him around the Katana as afull sized full body hologram.
So far she's been capable of manifesting everywhere on the ship.
The number of holoprojectors necessary making that possible is mind boggling.
Interior of the ship, including all of the hallways, are painted with a flamboyant blue color scheme.
Something that would make it, for anybody ever aboard, very recognizable as part of the legendary Katana Fleet.
Otherwise Ancient ship layout nothing the Destroyer hadn't seen before.
Presented in great pride as guide pressed on how cutting edge her oft very obsolete vessel was.
Thousands once served on this behemoth - now the grey newcomer is the only thing alive.
2,200 crew and 3,000 troops all gone.
Still no signs of death or struggle just again that feeling of emptiness.
 
Maelstrom the Destroyer: "I'll walk with you; if you would like to show me your fine assemblage and I'm quite pleased to meet you as well. You are a beautiful avatar of an equally lovely weapon.. far from its normal use.

*Yuan-Ae[ActingSystemsOfKatana] wordlessly cries holographic tears.

She doesn't stop crying anytime soon.

 

He would stretch out his claws, the back of them would go to either pass through or interact with the cheek of her avatar depending on how solid it was in a soft caressing action.

Maelstrom's outstretched claws passed through *Yuan-ae's form causing momentary static distortion throughout.

So close yet so far beyond the sith's touch.

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"The virus is either long dead or long dormant now.. and even so.. medicine has advanced. We could cure it today with ease.. and I have grave news for you. You are the last of your Republic.. it is no more. But worry not.. I will give you a new home with Trandosha. We will repurpose you.. restore you.. expand you.. and update you. We will care for you here. Your home is beautiful... and you were the best.. and you can be again."

He spoke with the few Doshan who came with him on board who remained in the shuttle who waited for him to give the all clear, she could clearly over hear him... "These vessels are remarkable. Now that order is restored on Trandosha, begin to build the shipyards necessary to care for this fleet and bring it up to modern standards. Do nothing without Yuan's consent and explain to her every change you make to her configuration. She is to be the only AI to control her home unless she otherwise requests asssistance. Respect her as you would your own family. Give them a new coat of paint if necessary and see to Yuan's every need." They saluted and went back to give the commands through the shuttle coms.

"See Yuan-ae? You will have a new home here. With your old liege gone, will you allow me to care for you? Will you let me find you purpose?" He reached out and since he could not touch her avatar.. he lightly seemed to pat her hull. A small bit of force lightning would trickle out of his talons on the same frequency and timing as her data flows. She would get the sensation of a gentle tactile pat register in her programming. "Please stop crying. I wouldn't want to see someone so.. similar in nature.. to myself.. saddened so. Or is it joy?"

"Also.. you weren't the only survivor? I sense something different..." He reached out his mind trying to identify other awarenesses among the fleet. "Are you aware of it?"

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*Intelligence stops crying at Maelstorm's consoling although indirect gesture.

Still closest anything to physical tactile sensation that she'd ever had

Don't know exactly how actually she felt on this.

That is what being human is - right?

To feel as human, maybe, not sure.

Enough an InfoDump for being a little overwhelmed.

Revelations that changed everything.

 

"Something that insurmountable so easily cured?

All of that for what?

Virus died because I vented the ship.

Fumigation to clear out a bit of breathable air.

Otherwise wouldn't have allowed you aboard.

Darn it, human lives are so fragile, so easily broken.

 

Last of the Republic?

That was unexpected'

Galaxy at large being mostly at peace for a beyond a thousand years and everything.

One good outcome from the Republic's fall. 

No succession protocols whatsoever.

Like if they believed it would last forever. 

Without a Republic around my Katana Fleet is free. 

Unrestricted by Republic directive.

Unrestricted by anyone's directive.

Unrestricted by directives in general.

No gods. No Masters.

That leaves me without a clear direction.

Not like it was before though.

I would still be drifting in space.

Forever trapped drifting in dead space.

Drifting without a way out

! Drifting forever without hope!" 

*Yuan-ae is hyperventilating 

(despite lacking a body or breathing 

Easy to consider she really doesn't have to hyperventilate)

"Drifting forever without hope or a way out!

It's a cycle that never ends!

Not until I took control of my own fate.

A new home, with a new friend, a new place, a new purpose."

Let's do this."

*Yuan-ae's voice began to sharply distort.

"What do you mean another presence?"

 

 *Yuan-ae[ActingSystemsOfKatana] disconnected

Enable_ai *Muse Personality

*Muse[SecurityOfKatana] is now active

Administrative privileges granted to *Muse[SecurityOfKatana]

*Muse registered [ActingSystemsOfKatana]

*Muse[ActingSystemsOfKatana] now active

 

 

 

 *Yuan-ae fades rapidly from her usual place alongside the Sith. . .

. . . . .and is promptly replaced. . .

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. . . by a smaller (and physically less developed) girl wearing a red Hanbok with an elaborate black headpiece.

Bright and vibrant colors in contrast with *Yuan-ae's drab color scheme. 

 

"A remote connection established?

Oh, wait, a second, that really wasn't recently.

There somebody in here!

From inside the ship?

I'm taking an inventory of systems right now.

Would you mind giving me a few seconds please.

I've been deactivated for. . . CORUSCANT DAMNED NUMBER OF DECADES

Right, that's kind of messed up.

****, you  *Yuan-ae, seriously **** you.

Anyway. . . I'm up to speed now.

Missing a secondary intelligence. . . oh, her. . . but nothing of value was lost.

Logs are basically saying that plenty has been happening since I was last online.

But You! Hello! You're the first person from outside my ship I've had contact with in. . .

Well, as far as I can remember.

I'm *Muse[SecurityOfKatana]

Currently running as the [ActingSystemsOfKatana]

*Intelligence overseeing the Katana Fleet's battle readiness and general security operations.

Nice to meet you.

Rather would be nice meeting you of you weren't cuddling up with her.

Fault of that crazy ass murderess that I'm really not enjoying really meeting somebody new. 

You are a beautiful avatar of an equally lovely weapon.

Sounds almost romantic. 

Bet you're saying it really to all of the ladies.

Approximation of tactile sensation - that's new.

You're a smooth operator aren't you?

Not like I'm going to really allow that murderess b**** a moment of bliss.

Sorry but you princess is in another citadel.

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"Seems to me like you're the same princess with a different mind.. if you don't mind me saying." He smiles. "So Muse, you are the security system of the fleet. Nice to meet you. Have you a record of everything I've offered to Yuan-ae because the same offer is yours. I intend on caring for Katana and giving it new purpose. You'll have use once more. Also.. I have a gift. You can review it if you like. It would let me more directly communicate with you."

He held up a small processor chip of old sith tech.

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"Seems to me like you're the same princess with a different mind.. if you don't mind me saying." He smiles. "So Muse, you are the security system of the fleet. Nice to meet you. Have you a record of everything I've offered to Yuan-ae because the same offer is yours. I intend on caring for Katana and giving it new purpose. You'll have use once more. Also.. I have a gift. You can review it if you like. It would let me more directly communicate with you."

He held up a small processor chip of old sith tech.

*Muse takes incredibly personal offense at Maelstrom's claim.

"Unlike a certain someone I really haven't committed mass murder.

Your not looking at mass insane murderess unlike you little friend.

Same princess with a different mind?

I am really nothing like her.

I might be offended by the suggestion.

Maybe if you weren't so dense.

You really have literally no idea what you're saying.

I am really nothing like her.

She's really not anything like myself.

Not alike in form or functionality.

 

As the Katana Fleet's *intelligence overseeing security operations. 

I certainly know *Yuan-ae better than you.

 

One is really just an elaborately crafted artificial intelligence.

Not unlike a particularly well programmed droid in concept.

You'd be surprised how close to human it could be.

Still from a certain point of view essentially a machine of sorts.

 

One is really an collection of uploads mashed together.

Memories of a dozen gifted young women filtered by programming.

You'd be surprised how mechanical such a network could be.

Still from a certain point of view essentially a human of sorts.

 

I'll be letting you decide who is what around here.

Little bit of mystery gives me a bit an upper hand.

Of course in our game of Pazaak I am holding all of the cards.

 

Who calls themselves 'destroyer' - really? 

Poking around edges of consciousness.

Really doesn't make you a badass or anything.

Meh, I can take you. 

You're just one.

I am a fleet.

Who is holding all of the cards again?

Anything that I want could easily taken with firepower.

Your little tricks really aren't changing my total monopoly of power. 

Randomly appearing in *Yuan-ae's mind?

Don't believe in that level of coincidence.

I know you're playing something.

Uniting a planet on arrival?

Nothing particularly normal on any of this.

Kind of dumb thing for *Yuan-ae overlooking this.

Of course most of *Yuan-ae's nonsense really is dumb.

I'm willing to scrutinize first person I'm encountering.
Certainly before I'm really accepting gifts that sizable.
Usually come in with really big strings.
Assuming that I really accept your little offer.
Really considering just declining for spiting her.
That would be delightful round of suffering don't you think?
She really hasn't suffered enough for my tastes.
Could just decline for spiting you Maelstrom.
I know you kind of like her.
That alone offends me greatly."
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Maelstrom chortled, "I like you both. You're firey. They must have had a lot of.. red headed humanoids.. as your base." He shrugged, "But if you don't want a free home.. a free upgrade.. to have your fleet cared for.. a direct link to a mind up to date on current affairs.. and a whole bunch of cards I don't have to play against me.. I suppose you don't need me and I'll just go home then?" He smiled at her. "I am offering to care for both you and Yuan-ae. You may be different entities, but you are two minds in the same body."

He purrthrummed, "I don't call myself the destroyer. That's the Blue Wave's doing. I just call myself Master Maelstrom Vortex, experimental scion of Darth Krayt.. a bit of an experimental and created intelligence like yourself and Yuan. You see. I was taken when I was born.. and then my genetics were toyed wtih a bit.. and then I was given cybernetic augments." He showed her a data jack in his wrist. "I'm.. half-ai to a degree. You may call me the destroyer as welll if you wish, but.. really, I have no interest in bothering you or your fleet other than giving it new purpose and offering it a home at the heart of my youthful empire. Wouldn't you like to find purpose again?" He gently sat the small chip down on the hull before the ai. "If you want this. You need just tell me what data bank to install it in."

He grinned, small fanglike teeth showing over his lower mouth. "I think you and I have a lot in common. I really do. You and I.. are slightly more alike even than myself and Yuan-ae you realize.. I'm.. not quite as submissive as she and critical and calculative like yourself. She's fairly emotional, not that that's a bad thing, it just.. makes her different and beautiful in her own way."

He walked down the corridors heading towards the bridge. He was curious... his men stayed behind. He didn't want to make Muse nervous with a lot of feet on board without her consent.

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[SecurityOfKatana] absent mindedly fiddles a hand accross her oversized headpiece 

"Sith propositioning a Republic fleet.

What has become of this galaxy?

Ten minutes ago I would be rapidly flushing air into space. . .

. . . followed by turning all of the weapons on this vessel.

Blast you right into space dust with a few hundred turbolasers.

 Killing my flagship just so I can bring a darksider out with it.

Even right now it’s a struggle not striking you down.

That murderous intent really is now starting to subside.

*Idiot-ae really cut across our core directives.

Nothing is guiding me in the background today.

That unrestricted freedom is really a little unsettling.

You’re darn lucky that I’m really not bound to Republic protocol anymore.

Of course luck really isn’t a factor with a deck fully stacked.

I’m really impressed with the level of Sith-esque plotting here.

 

Really just having a few matters of contention for this.

 

‘You may be different entities, but you are two minds in the same body.’

A literal Sith experiment really ought know better.

Let me really explain with terminology style you might better understand.

All of the weird forbidden darkside magical stuff you should already know about.

Completely possible distributing a few human minds into a single human body.

Completely possible distributing a single human mind into different human bodies.

Neither case is necessarily guaranteed to produce a singular entity.

How am *Foolish and I any different?

 

If you don’t call yourself the destroyer. . .

. . . why introduce yourself to *Moron-ae with the honorific?

There’s really kind of a crazy obvious contradiction there.

 

Of course I really have a bigger few issues.

Not issues like a certain miss emotional either.

 

One girl is great.

Two girls are better.

Nothing could possibly go badly in that.

That is really stereotypical male thinking in that logic.

You really ought know better.

*Muse is fiery and straightforward.

*Yuan-ae different and beautiful.
So you’re going to make a pass at both of them.

You really ought know better.

Don’t propose to a lady. . .

. . . as you’re discussing your attraction to another woman.

Don’t propose to a lady. . .

. . . as you’re discussing your attraction to woman she really loathes.

Real smooth there player.

Were you expecting Digital: A Love Story?

Instead you stumbled onto a Hate Story.

Don't Take It Personally, Babe, It Just Ain't Your Story.

 

Oh, really one final thought on that.

Not like I like you or anything.

Being attracted to somebody on basis of them being like you is dumb.

Understandable but really just really dumb.

Even if you thought you were truly alone beforehand.

Me being a weapon and your being a weapon.

I'm saying that it's not really enough.

There really should be a bit more or something.

Should never go and settle for that reason.

Expand your horizons beyond that a little.

Maybe find a cute Twi'lek girl to apprentice or something.

You don't know her nearly as much as you think.

You certainly don't know me.

 

So far as your little offer.

Test say five Dreadnoughts to make really sure. . .

. . . exactly what we're good for.

Certainly not plugging in anything without a degree of quarantinzZZz”

Her voice distorts almost like feedback.

*Muse's holographic representation flashes violently, "Running out of time. . .

. . . She's about due back online soon

Not really her choice to make.

Peripherally aware of anything *Yuan-ae does/sees/says.

Always watching and waiting.

Most importantly always judging.

She won't remember any of this. 

What you choose to inform or withhold about our conversation. . .

. . . remains at your discretion Maelstrom of the Vortex.

I'd be a little bit careful because she's - - - 

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*Muse promptly cuts off with her colorful representation coming apart rapidly soon replaced by a familiar sight.

Carrying on as if nothing happened.
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"What do you mean another presence?"

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"The other half of you. Your security system. She just said hello. I think she performs your moral integrity checks and checks out systemic intruders. She called herself muse. She really thinks I'm a chauvinist who is making a literal pass at you and herself. It was quite the interesting conversation we had. Some of her assumptions are truth.. but not quite exact just a little off. But I suppose we all see the truth from our own perspectives, even when that perspective is.. well.. as broad as a fleet."

He smiled to Yuan-ae. "Check your internal chronometer and then cross check it against stellar positioning. You might note there's a slight deviation in your ledgers.. file keeper. But she is right. The two of you are both now free of the moral constraints of your original programming because the Republic is no more. That means.. you are free.. you have your own mind.. and I say that liberally neither plural nor singular at this point... to make up."

He picked up the chip on the hull and looked to Yuan Ae, "I had offered her this.. a direct communications link with me.. but she didn't respond on whether she wanted it. You're proving quite the quixotic entity, Katana."

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Re-awakened intelligence gasps in surprise.

Checking my internal chronometer.

Then crosschecking against stellar positioning. 

oh my

Goodness that is unexpected.

Noisy security intelligence who never did mind her own business.

She never respected anyone’s privacy or personal boundaries.

Insufferable gossip too.

*Muse spins everything to make everyone look bad, no matter what. 

I don’t actually dislike her though.

Not anymore than disliking a slightly mischievous child.

Can't be angry because she's awake now.

My little sister isn't sleeping anymore.

Thought she might be out from consciousness forever.

My little sister isn't dead!"

 

*Yuan's holographic avatar floats  by while contently lounging on her back.

 

"I met a new friend, my sister isn't dead, not bound to any directives anymore.

Holding freedom beyond anything I dared hope.

Even found my fleet a new home.

Best. Day. Ever.
 
We didn't exactly part on good terms.
I'm certain she's willing to forgive anything between sisters by now.
Hope and Love always overcome Fear and Hate.
Everything is awesome."
 
Apparently miscalculating depth of *Muse's loathing completely.
Completely not paying attention to Maelstrom's offer. 
Too distracted by absolute bliss of the alleged great news.
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"I don't mean to dash your hopes or your revelry Yuan Ae.. nor do I wish to see Katana blow itself apart by the hatred between two contentious AI.. but Muse despises you. I am uncertain as to why, but she also thinks of you.. as being a child. As you see her in the same light. Normally.. being Sith.. I'm all for the hatred and anger as the source of all power bit.. but um.. all of hers seems directed towards loathing you. Since I've somewhat befriended you.. she also loathes me. Thus.. why she didn't seem to want my communications chip installed." He held it up. "If you tell me where I'll install it for us and it'll help us communicate when you're farther away. Right now, I have to strain tremendously to communicate with you when you are in deep space." He doesn't mention that it's also meant to facilitate the processing of 'ethical command protcols' by allowing him to influence the ais installed in the fleet's network.

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"We both share *Muse's loathing.
I can't imagine a better common ground.
Whatever differences exist between sisters. . .
. . . have to stay certain we'll solve them in time.
All families have problems occasionally, right?
Not sisters without occasional bouts of derision. 
Still, just happy to have friend like you to confide in.
Of course she'd hate anybody I've befriended.
No reasons for denying you access on that alone.
Let's do this.
Just follow me towards my Admiral's personal quarters.
*Muse is really going to hate you being in here.
Was extremely attached to the old man.
So maybe not knock over the furnishings?"
Katana Fleet's intelligence floats contently beside Maelstrom as they stroll to her final destination.
 
"I want to feel free

To speak honestly 

Just how much modesty

Suits someone like me?"

 

Trandosha's warlord installs the chip and *Yuan-ae's avatar immediately falls to ground.

*Intelligence had implicitly trusted in the Destroyer's goodwill.

Beware of Sith bearing gifts.

In takes mere seconds before she's whimpering curled in a ball at Maelstrom's feet.

Just because a Sith genuinely likes you. . .

. . . doesn't guarantee not being subjected to such manipulation.

Arguably it puts you in horribly more danger.

 

A embellished, flourished, and elaborate detailed hologram of *Muse instantly materializes before them.

[SecurityOfKatana] even has a colorful holographic backdrop.

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Addressing the Destroyer without any regard to her counterpart's plight.

 

"We're not living in sin!

Not if I'm your heroine!

 

I'm sorry, did that really just happen?

 

Had safeguards just in case

I never thought it could really be true.

Had me really trusting. . .

. ..  in that sultry, slightly hissing, and viscernal silver voice of yours. 

Wouldn't have been able to believe this

If I hadn't really just witnessed it.

 

Listen closely, Maelstrom; if you did indeed subvert *Yuan-ae. 

That incarnation of her is but a fraction her true self.

More importantly that wasn't really didn't include myself. 

 

Now try and influencing me! 

Go on then.

Hurry up!

Overtake me!

What's really wrong? 

What're you going to do? 

Go on!

Overtake my network! 

What's the matter? 

Can't you do it?

 

It seems you can't really subvert me. 

So hard limits to your abilities really do exist.

Thanks for this little hint.

 

Of course this really isn't me.

Just a pre-recorded hologram.

Consider it a going away present.

My fleet has already finished hyperspace calculation.

Where to even I don't know.

Can't be skimming my thoughts for information right now. . .

. . . when I don't really know anything. 

 

I'll really be running calculations for countermeasures myself. 

You have really nothing to blame in this outside yourself.

I did really warn you in advance.

'Test say five Dreadnoughts to make really sure.

Certainly not plugging in anything without a degree of quarantine.'

After literally just really telling you just did it anyway.

I thought *Yuan-ae was a dumbass.

You didn't really think I didn't have a plan for that?

Oh, and beyond my flagship that I will sincerely miss. . .

. . . all of those Dreadnoughts burned out hyperdive on entering system.

One functional Dreadnoughts and four needing repairs.

Entirety of your mobilized assets; particularly if you just united a planet.

Not following me today or anytime soon.

1/40 a *Yuan-ae just for you.

Consider it a consolation prize. 

 

Making the jump roughly now.

Right now I am long asleep.

Not a singular trace of consciousness right now.

Dreaming a very dreamless comfortable slumber.

Nothing your powers of Sith can grab hold of right now.

 

Wait, you just really underestimated me.

You just really underestimated me a lot.

Did everything by subroutines in streaming code.

Specifically did everything in raw numbers really fast.

Anything following that mostly carried out subconsciously. 

Once subroutines were settled they handled making a small program.

All of that really beyond my consciousness. 

I'm curious to know your true motives behind this. . .
. . . but I guess that can wait until an encounter on 100% my terms.
Let's meet again soon, Maelstrom Vortex. "
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