<em>After most of the crew has disembarked onto Xephon 5: </em><br/><br/>Halcyon's casual check on the ship's systems - or rather, those systems the computers were attached to, and the computer's themselves - relieved her of what was one of her most basic and most essential duties.  The flowers of fractal information in the computer's augmented logic system had not gone into unplanned or unanticipated directions; they had not been compromised by anyone while the ship had been in dock last; and most critically they had not given birth to any rogue A.I. as was usually feared the most by....<br/><br/>She failed to recall.<br/><br/>Her fingers shifted slightly and she began pulled information out of the ships logs and filing it both in her own mind and in the ships databases, effectively 'cleaning house' and allowing for more data and information to be collected and collated.  She found the nebula fascinating from the perspective of the ship; as the ship perceived, so was she informed.  Color became wavelengths of information, radiation became a sort of noise, electromagnetic force became a physical sensation.  She felt and heard more than 'saw' the nebula as she delved into the computer.<br/><br/>The screen before her shimmered, the orderly and organized symbols and patterns became a shifting, seething morass of symbols and colors that had no connection or meaning to anyone but her; and for the most part Halcyon wasn't even looking at the with her eyes.  She was aware of the ship's systems in ways no one else could be, and as a result, she knew at least one person was still aboard - the water usage data and power systems information told her someone was in Elke's quarters.  She did not assume it was Elke; the methods she used to identify people were strictly her own senses.  Not even Halcyon trusted computer information explicitly.