Two months have passed since the last consultation between La'Row and the Advisor. Two months to prove every single rumor about the huge weapon old Normandy class had on its front, humans called it Warwolf. Fear, destruction, power, with these traits it was developed, with these traits it was used. It's not been that long since the Royal Navy used these weapons to glass a planet far from our rivers, yet the power and destruction were overheard in our rivers. We were there, our vessel was there and our vessel remembers it.
The flesh proceeds further and further, extending its influence across whole ship and it didn't take long for it to reach the terminal and internal server hardwares. These days Lauren spent much more time connected to the interface than outside of it, rumors started spreading among the crew about The Redemption being closer with each passing day.
"Advisor Sh'ozak... We bring the memories for you, for we have used the weapon more than it was necessary. The vessel is in possession of my memories of my visions, it knows, it feels, it remembers when and how to use the weapon. We believe you will be pleased."
