S.A.R.A had been working in the engine room since the original call for the destabilization of the crew’s stasis chambers. Elyandra had suffered minor engine failure since the initial launch, but the humans had no reason to know about that. S.A.R.A’s devotion was first and foremost to her mother, Elyandra. She didn’t hate the humans, but she couldn’t worry about them over her mother. In addition she refused to report the damage to the humans because as a species they were irrational and dangerous when in the face of chaos. The damage was minor, but if it had gone un-repaired it would have degraded over time. One might have asked what happened but the answer would have been unclear. Even after intense analysis S.A.R.A couldn’t discern the problem, but she had her suspicions. An inherent construction flaw in the human’s initial designs was the most probable cause of the engine malfunction. The fusion cap on one of the secondary fusion engines was leaking and eventually the hydrogen would have built up in the engine cavity resulting in a small thermonuclear explosion. S.A.R.A was not frightened she just worked constantly to repair the cap and inspect the remaining engines; she had only stopped to release the stasis field on the crew at Elyandra’s request.

About two hours had passed since S.A.R.A initiated the awakening process and she was finally completing her inspection of the engines. When done she put the small data pad into her pocket, normally she would have been expected to provide a report for the captain, but Elyandra didn’t want Angela to know about the problems. The android picked up her tools and walked back to her quarters. She had passed several crew members along the way, but no one of standing, not that she would have saluted or anything anyway. S.A.R.A didn’t feel a need to show respect to humans, because in her eyes no one man was better than another and she was the only reason they were alive. If S.A.R.A had wanted to she could shut down the life support or even scuttle the engine. She never would of course, just like Elyandra S.A.R.A loved the crew; or she loved them as much as an emotionless construct could. They were her charge and her programming was to keep them alive and she would do just that. Life was hard for S.A.R.A though, she was self-aware and she could ignore her programming at will; many humans mistrusted self-aware machines and many opposed their research and development. S.A.R.A always had thoughts like these and had she had the ability to feel sadness she would be in a deep depression. She always thought about the prejudice against her and she frequently wondered what her true purpose was. S.A.R.A didn’t know what to do so she just continued to serve her purpose like every other member of the crew. She dropped her tools in the proper place, changed into her uniform, and went to see Captain Angela for the first time since their departure from Earth’s charred remains. S.A.R.A walked along the corridors of the ship in her crisp uniform. Her head was bowed low and she headed toward the bridge where the Captain likely waited.

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