The diagnostic scanned her whole body, checking every part of her body from her toes to her internal memory. Cassie felt as her body twitched and calibrated itself until something inside of her was happy. Her opinion no longer mattered, her will no longer mattered. She was a fugitive in the shell of her new body, her thoughts pushed to the back of her mind as the diagnostic did its test. No longer did she have the ability to speak, to complain, or even to moan. Cassie no longer mattered. The only thing that mattered now was the new S.I.L, ensuring that its processes were perfect.<br/><br/>"Full internal check complete. All stations nominal. Sending viability report now...sending...report sent."<br/><br/>Part of her felt happy, a forced feeling conducted from her new form passing the starting procedures with ease. It was the most that Cassie could do...feel as her body felt.<br/><br/>"Indigo Alpha 7-7-6-5-9 fully operational, awaiting command..."