Posted by Captain Michael Stout (CO) in Lounge - Clearing the Refined Air (Tag Pol)

Posted by Polaris (Station AI) in Lounge - Clearing the Refined Air (Tag Pol)

Posted by Captain Michael Stout (CO) in Lounge - Clearing the Refined Air (Tag Pol)
Stout came through the doors to the lounge and looked around. It was completely empty, as he expected it to be at this hour. Well, he knew it wasn’t exactly empty.

He made his way to a booth at the far side of the room and took a seat. “Polaris. This is Captain Stout. I’d like to speak with you, please.” he said to the empty room.

Stout, CO

The blonde girl appears next to Stout, or rather the chair across from him, and puts her elbow on the table and her head in her hand. “You rang,” she asks simply as she looks at him, “Or are you just checking up on me to make sure I am behaving. You can ask the owner, I am a -very- good girl now.”

Pol

Stout didn’t speak. He simply looked at the AI for a few long moments, a look of concern and conflict on his face. Finally he spoke. “Polaris, do you know why I had you transferred here? Do you understand the reasoning behind it?” Stout knew that she knew the ‘how’ of why she was here: Stout ordered Woods her to move her. He gave Woods no choice. But he wanted to know a few things about this construct, and how she answered the questions before her would show him how advanced she was, what kind of personality matrix was used in her construction, and how well she could infer reasoning versus emotion.

Stout. CO

“Not really,” Polaris bemoans as she sits there looking at him. Her features were flawless, almost too perfect for what she was, like a touched up photo of old. “I mean I know the reason you give Scott and what he told me but I don’t see the logic in it.” She looks around, “So now I am here, playing chess with myself. “

Polaris