OOC: Takes place lets say pre-sim just a day or so before our guests in the shuttle arrived.

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Like the ship’s counseling department, the operation’s department was often an overlooked part of the ship’s staff. But on a ship the size of the Mythology class they were more than just extra crew for the other departments to support them, they made up the support systems and staff for the ship. At the heart of this staff though was the young Lt Commander Trainor. So during the early evening hours around 1800 hours when he happened to be off shift and in his quarters, he got a chime sound at his door.

When he opened it, he saw a small waist high robot on treads. The robot was quite simplistic in design, but its outer shell was nothing short of artistic in scope. Made up of ceramic plastics, it had a myriad of paintings on it ranging from a 4-6 year old’s hands of smiling yellow or orange suns, to more talented pieces of little connected colored pieces glued on. The ‘head’ of the little robot on treads was a large plastic half dome filled with a jelly like blue substance in which were suspended little hand carved plastic stars, squares, triangles, circles, and other shapes done by a child’s hand ranging from 6-8 years. The body, in addition to the above mentioned little colored suns, and plastic puzzle pieces and two whirring stubby ‘arms’ ending in twin pinchers. Within the main body shell itself, made up of similar clear plastics, was the ‘heart’ of the robot and ‘brain’. A simple connected isolinear four chip set powered by a tiny power cell. Both arms were shaped inward holding a small bright pink sealed bag as if in offering to her as it whirred forward on its motorized treads into the office. Said treads were the most complex in design, made of rubber and plastics like the rest they were still rugged in scope for maneuvering.

The robot stopped before Lt Commander Trainor and spoke in a gruff girly voice through a speaker on its ‘neck’, while presenting a small gift bag, brightly colored in rainbow patterns, and tied with a bow. =/\= Greetings Lt Commander! I am EXR-11 I have come from afar to present to you a gift! =/\= It said.

EXR-11