Over a week would silently pass for the fleet as<em>Arizona</em>continued to simply be drug behind. It was still unclear what happened to her, or if she would even recover. Every attempt to restore her was met with futility. Though the steady climb of the "System Restoration" Percentage would give hope to those that would take it. Yet the days passed with no sign of<em>Arizona</em>returning to the Fleet she so loved. One can only hold out for so long on Faith.<br/><br/>The Moon was full and bright. the stars, wishing to not be overshadowed were shining as brightly as they could. The thick arm of the Milky Way cutting across the sky, and was only interrupted by a stray cloud here, or there. The seas were calm, and lapped lazily against the hulls of the<em>Forgotten Fleet</em>. The girls glyphs casting their glow upon the dark waters as the air hung with a balmy humidity.<em>Maori</em>was nestled right up against<em>Effie</em>, her Mental Model cuddled with her snuggle buddy. The other ships arrayed where they were most comfortable as they wait out another night.<br/><br/>In the "Captain's Cabin" upon Arizona, on the bed. Ari's core was set, its pulsing glow weak, but steady. Slowly, over the course of the evening, and into the night more and more nanomaterial started to be drawn to, and collect upon the bed, and the core. Steadily growing larger as shapes started to appear. Shapes looking like fingers, and toes. Along her hull, faint images began to appear.<br/><br/><em>System Restoration: 98%</em><br/><br/>The mass has begun to take on a distinctively female form of long toned legs, wide hips, and a ample bust. Long Crimson hair lays across her fair skin like a blanket. The expression upon her face is peaceful. As if she had simply been sleeping.<br/><br/><em>System Restoration: 99%</em><br/><br/>White thigh high stockings appear as well as a modest red, and black Skirt with an eggshell blouse. A red trimmed black vest capped up the look of the now Fully Clothed Mental Model.<br/><br/><em>System Restoration: 100%....Rebooting.</em><br/><br/>The young woman's eyes fluttered open as bright ocean blue orbs peered out from the bed as she slowly pushed herself up to sitting up. One lethargic hand coming up and rubbing her eyes as if to wipe away built up crust. She would look around her Room as if unable to place where she was. A young woman that was still waking up. A yawn would slip from her plush full lips as her legs swung over the edge of her bed, and slowly stood up and stretched. Her balled up fists seemingly trying to reach for the ceiling. Another yawn escaping her lips before she slipped on some shoes and approached the door to the room. The door opening upon it own volition Ari stepped out of her room and down the corridor.<br/><br/>Stepping outside, the balmy night air greeted her as it fluttered her hair behind her. The salt upon the wind tickling at her nose as she looked around at the other assembled ships around her own. Her Glyphs glowing steadily now as she stood upon her Flag Bridge. The stars twinkling brightly above as she simply stared up at them silently. the Moon's pale glow falling upon<em> Arizona</em>'s crimson locks.