<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/LtAshely.jpeg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lieutenant Ashley (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Ashley)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Behind the counter<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Star date 41056, early evening<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Henry Jones<br/><br/><hr/><br/>This was the sort of thing that really made her smile.  She loved the chance to try to find the most optimal solution to a problem, and clearly she had.  In some ways, her ability to do so was the one thing that made her feel like more than just a composite of programs and subroutines.<br/><br/>The question of how she came up with it, however, gave her a bit of pause.  Previous attempts to show such an explanation hadn't gone very well.  "Well," she said, "there's a finite amount of space in this room, and setting up an independent structure would take up an unnecessary amount of space.  The other realistic place was on the floor behind the counter, but there's not a great deal of space back here.  Besides, the light shining at your feet would get distracting, so..."<br/><br/>She'd tried to do some research on how organic lifeforms came up with an idea, but didn't really have any luck.  From what she'd been able to tell, creativity seemed to have an air of mystery which had led to any number of mythic explanations, but no one seemed to know for certain.  Perhaps it was for the best that she could trace back her thought processes, even if it took out some of the curiosity.  Certainly it was better than not being able to find out.<br/><br/>Hopping up on the counter, she knelt up to be able to reach the roof of the cabinet.  Another small device appeared in her hand, allowing her to remove the safety cover to the power conduit.  She left herself a mental note to make the slight change to power allocation, not a significant amount but a faint alteration which would be accounted for in overall efficiency.