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Excitement coursed through her as she checked and double checked the simulation was working. She’d spent the past few weeks going over the data (yes she was a data junky) even sometimes turning up late for work and disappearing during her shift to tweak whenever she had a moment of inspiration. Mostly the work ad already been done Demil had laid the foundation and she’d just enhanced the AI and graphic imagery. Computer Science especially Artificial intelligence was Ella’s ‘thing’ and she did it well.

The AI originally, or seemingly so , worked on user input and while was able to sustain the status que Ella had given it life by integrating it with similar learning software Starfleets emergency holograms had. She’d created a an AI which was self sustaining and able to expand its own growth (to the limit of the programing she gave it of course, can’t have no AI taking over the ship accidently. though it would be cool)

She’d started the simulation small, at the very first stages of life on the planet and slowly as lifeforms evolved so did the AI until finally it was at a stage that she felt it equalled Demils image of his curated culture. Everything matched the data She’d been given by him, apart from her little cottage on the outskirt of town. The greatest thing was the simulation could be visually observed on a scaled down version or within the holodeck itself. It wasn’t perfect by any means but no culture or program was.

She was now just waiting for Demil to arrive, Ella had sent him an invite earlier that day .

• Lt JG Ella Lokaa, Science Officer.

At exactly the time specified on the invite, Demil walked through the doors - and promptly stopped and looked around, his eyes going wide as he recognized the creation. He looked over at Ella with a questioning look. “Wha…Why…How?”

Ens. Lis

Ella took a moment to assess his reaction, though she couldn’t gather whether it was good or not, “What is your simulation, Why is because it was an idea deserving of my attention, and how because I’m really good with artificial intelligence and I just used the same program, well similar program with a few tweaks to the emergency medical program we use.” She looked at his expression and she felt saddened, “You don’t like it?” Her own expression was sad, she just hoped to impress him and give him something to enjoy.

• Ella Lokaa

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(So sorry, I keep forgetting to reply)
“It’s amazing, I was just shocked,” Demil said, still in a daze. He stepped across to the cottage, plucking a fruit off of a tree in the front yard. “These are edible and delicious, if you want to try one.”

Ens. Lis

Ella moved to where Lis was and reached up, she’d not considered trying to eat anything here as she’d not gotten that far into the program to discern what was safe to eat or not. Rather she simply built it from his idea. “What is it?” She asked plucking one from the tree and twisting it round in her hand. She’d seen them through her window and had guessed they were safe but wanted to wait so she could share it with Lis.

• Lt JG Ella Lokaa

(OOC Note: the Fai’ela language uses lots of apostrophes. I’m not making the common mistake of just random apostrophes everywhere, they represent glottal stops that separate adjectives from the noun or adjective classes from each other)
“It’s called an Ele’tælsh in the Fai’ela language, which roughly means red-gold sun. They’re sweet and a bit tart, and contain a natural stimulant similar to caffeine. I’ve been trying to get the computer to replicate it, but it’s still having some trouble. My guess is that these just have an equivalent level of caffeine.” He took another bite of the fruit, roughly the size of a large peach. “They’re used in a lot of the dessert cuisine, and Ele’tælsh juice is effectively the equivalent of coffee in their culture.”

Ens. Lis