The year is 2092, you are a recruit fresh out of Intergalactic Military Academy, eager and determined. Months of rigorous training has led you up to this point, and now, here you were, sitting onboard the ‘HMS Patton’, one of the most sophisticated, advanced and innovative spacecraft in the world currently. Aboard the ship was, of course, the crew and its captain, as well as the captain’s right hand, a highly sophisticated, highly trained and well liked artificial intelligence, affectionately known as ‘Sheila’. She was well liked among the crew, as she was regarded as a highly skilled navigator and was often seen in the main flight deck of the ship, helping plan flights to and from exercises for new recruits. She was identifiable by her neat, short silver hair, bright blue eyes and perfectly plump, ruby red lips, as well as her polished chrome skin that ended at her lower jaw. She herself was also quite a looker, considering she had a sizable bust, a flat abdomen and thin waist, wide hips, thickly padded thighs and a plush, wide buttocks, all of which was on a lean, long set of legs