A monumental dull sound of cracking ensued as the entire ship's exterior malted like a snake, the exterior obsidian colours become a very very deep black-purple. Obsidian dust started to flow from the hull and reconnect elsewhere, other flows of similar 'dust' emerging and re-merging. The ship itself went from the 'rugged' former appearance and gained a sleek exterior with polished elements that almost made the ship look like it was the emptiness of space.
My eyes fell over the extremely beautiful architecture of the ship, its form becoming more flowing and natural, its entire frame and construction moulding itself to be more aesthetically pleasing. This was all then overshadowed by the bright gleaming white light that dazzled the senses, this light now being sucked towards the rear end of the ship. Hastily expanding my senses I could feel the Whitehole being sucked into the ship, the very spatial presence of my machine whipping from its previous place to a new location within.
Narrowing my eyes I emerged within the Dark Justiciar, specifically the place where i could feel the whitehole appearing. Inside, as my body instantly slipped from the folds of space, I saw a spectacularly decorated and upholstered room. Polished metallic walls and fixtures with comfortable seats and couches, faint glowing lights in the ceiling casting a moody shadow over the far corners of the room. In the centre stood a large cylindrical shape, void of all shadow or darkness. It was a server, I knew that, however, it now contained the entirety of my machine and the IAI that was controlling it.
"IAI, please present yourself."
Within an instant the hard light body of the IAI appeared, her form that of a very sexy red, long hair that draped down to her shoulders. Her eyes were a bright golden with a very beautiful evening gown that showed the sides of her stomach. She immediately bowed, her hair flowing down in front of her as a white glow flowed from the central server.
"Mistress, you asked for me?"
"Yes, explain the changes."
She raised her head and slowly blinked, as if she was compiling a list and condensing it into an emotive response filled with her own emotions. My powers fluctuated as the whitehole began to create the orders I had created previously, the energy and power of the blackhole in the ship gaining more density before losing it at the same time, the mass being transferred from a certain super massive blackhole in the distant universe.
"Mistress, all systems of myself have been enhanced. The Whitehole-Creation-Device has merged with me and has boosted the military power of myself. I have gained the weapon systems that you have given me... This has also been integrated with the dark matter technology of the Arcadia, the Blackhole Power Generation of Atlantis, The Nanite Technology of the Replicators and The Wormhole Technology. I am now your fully operational capital vessel, with cloaking technology Included."
The way she was describing it, it was as if she was herself the capital ship... My capital ship. It was unsettling but ultimately was the least of my interests.
"I understand. Could you please confirm the production of more vessels?"
"Indeed, mistress, I have started the production of more ships based on my current design. They will be less sophisticated, but will be an enhancement on the current models. If you would be so inclined to listen to my ideas, I believe it would be a good idea to scrap the previous ships into the Blackhole to be recycled for future ship generation."
Nodding, I walked around the room, my eyes never leaving her body or eyes. She was stunningly beautiful but had a professional demeanor. I liked her, she seemed like my type, but this wasn't the time for that.
"I agree, this will happen in future... Now, you understand the needs that I have?"
"Yes Mistress, you wish to vanquish the species known as the Tyranids. All together, you wish to verse 'him'. I will back you with all of my heart and firepower Mistress."
"Good, that is ideal... Well, now that we have that sorted, could you please develop more and more technology based off of the concepts and technology I have created for you?"
"Sure mistress! I would be happy to help... Just please visit me, when you are free... It gets lonely."
Smilingly i walked over to her, giving her a small pat on the head. She was happy, her face didn't show but she was emotionally ecstatic.
"Of course i'll visit. I'll introduce you to my women as well, seeing as how you are the main firepower of our Imperium." She smiled as she attempted to move forwards for a kiss. I stopped her just a little bit short, my mouth coming beside her ear.
"Not yet, Justiciara, maybe in future..." She seemed to brighten at the challenge, stepping backwards and bowing before disappearing. My own thoughts rolled their eyes as some space at the back of my mind played 🎶Another One bites the dust!🎶
'Why is it that all of my AIs become wives or someone who wants 'that' from me?' Shaking my head I walked for a couple of steps before emerging somewhere else.
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