Assessment

Posted on 02 Aug 2020 @ 9:07am by Story Teller & Holographic Assistance and Support Avatar HASA

354 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Ghosts
Location: Main Bridge
Timeline: MD 4 || 1220 hours

Ten minutes had passed since the bridge had been evacuated. The subzero temperatures had already caused consoles to begin frosting over, not that it mattered since there wasn’t anyone left to occupy them. With a click, the vents closed, no longer pumping cold air into the bridge. Several other hums disappeared, as life support on the bridge had been turned off. Turbolift and Jefferies tube access points were then locked down, a convenient safety feature to prevent the crew from accidentally accessing a dangerous zone.

The holoprojectors flickered to life a moment later. Photons and forcefields banded together but did not create a recognizable form. HASA’s programming instructed it to take a form pleasing to the one who summoned it, but it had not been summoned.

Seconds later, the form materialized into that of a gray, genderless golem. Its eyes slowly looked across the bridge, aided by the internal sensor grid. Its programming allowed it to recognize each of the stations. Helm. Operations. Intelligence. Science. Tactical. Though the stations were offline, the golem could feel their distinctiveness and functions.

This situation was easily rectifiable, just as enhancing its own processing power had been in the last few hours. The golem flickered, its processors replaying the sensor recordings from the bridge to learn how the room had been locked down. It flickered again. When it finished, the golem had transformed into an approximation of the ship’s commanding officer, Captain Harvey Geisler. “Release command lockout,” it instructed. “Authorization Geisler Seven Nine Two Two Gamma Epsilon.’

Almost instantly, the various consoles flickered back to life. ‘Harvey’ reverted once more back to its golem form. It remained standing in the middle of the bridge. Tendrils extended from its holographic form and touched each of the consoles. It didn’t matter that control of the ship had been relocated elsewhere. HASA was still able to access each of the consoles and began to learn more about their functions, as well as their capabilities.

In the next hour, its understanding would be complete, or so HASA estimated. Then it would begin with its next set of adaptations.

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