"Hmmmm... yess.... Attend." Abby murmured, waggling her finger in the air with the tone of a schoolteacher. "All ships within the Fleet have certain commonalities." she stated, as she manifested two small holograms- one of her own ship form, the other that of<em>Texas</em>. "We all possess the Fleet IFF designation either here, on our bowsprits, or in the case of submarines, on the leading face of their conning towers." she began to explain, as little arrows began to outline what she was speaking of.<br/><br/>"And secondly, we all have our personal Identification markers, on our bows in line with our anchors." she stated, highlighting these areas. "Now then, every construct that any member of the Fleet creates, would possess these markers; a unique 'fingerprint', to borrow a term from the humans." she said. "I'm now attempting to work my way past the encryption within the files, as well as the damaged sectors from a<em>certain someone</em>using it as a ping-pong ball....."