“[b]Heh... as if I use condoms.[/b]” Drake mused to himself, smirking proudly as he reminisced. He waved a hand through his hair, reminding himself what he was there for, and opened the ship’s NAV computer. As he leaned back into his chair, Drake moved his prosthetic hand under the command console, looking for an input for [i]DELTA[/i]: the Arrowhead’s Dumb AI module. When he finally found the right gauge, an electrostatic connection formed in his neural link, connecting his mind with the ship. “[b][i]So Delta,[/i][/b]” Drake communicated to the AI wordlessly, connected to it by a bond that imitated telepathy, “[b][i]run over the hyperspace calculations to Tatakai again. I wanna make sure that I don’t send us to Skiraja again.[/i][/b]” As the ship seamlessly corrected its course, Drake switched channels to the crew, who he updated with the new details. [quote]We’re going back to Tatakai guys. We’ll drop the passengers off, sell the cargo, and buy some upgrades while we’re at it. This ain’t a bad ship, but it could use some fine-tuning. What’re your thoughts?[/quote]