1.0 Psyche Evaluation

## Loose Ends

While finding a crew is an achievement in itself, there's still much to do before it's official. For starters, the crew needed to finish all the paperwork assigned to you by the Fisher HQ. An introductory Psyche Evaluation took place easing members into experimentation with the group systems. As the first iteration of the system, crew members were task with completing any task the desire for empathy points.

## Assignment

#### Task A

The Parable crew had yet to update their group photo. Captain Cor insisted they did this first as it's ‘A nice little thing to decorate the wall with.’ They were tasked with posting a full-body PNG portrait of their OC in #task-submissions. It was used for a group photograph of the crew, so they were free to collaborate on character interactions. Around half submitted their own contributions while the rest were taken directly from their group applications. Ultimately, the collaboration was a success, immortalizing the current state of the Parable crew.

#### Task B

The Fisher HQ prompted members to update their Personality Evaluation and Expression Profile Archive. It will help them track your psychological well-being as well as the performance of Captain Cor's leadership. They were asked to fill out the Expressions Meme and/or Eval Form and submitting it in #task-submissions. Many of them completed the Personality Evaluation to varying degrees. The Fisher HQ will use them as a basis for future Psyche Evaluation analysis.

#### Task C

Captain Cor wished to test the crew's investigative skills. She informs them that 'Cordelia' is not her original name; She had it legally changed years ago 'out of rebellious spite.' The crew was tasked with guessing the original name of Cordelia Jackson Sommers before the deadline. They are allowed to ask her any yes/no questions, as well as discuss the options among themselves. In doing so, they learned much about the state of her family as well as her as a person. Not only is she from a prestigious lineage, but she expresses very little interests in its implications beyond humor.

**Name Game Log**

**COR** enters the room, pulling up the same chair as last time, and leans it against the wall. She sinks in it slowly, savoring the present sanctuary of an empty room. But alas, she had given her crew a task. With a clipboard in hand, she sits and waits. Perhaps she can get some light reading done in the meantime.

"Hiiiiiiii, Cap'n!" **GIA** crows happily, bounding in the room with a wrench in hand and watermelon slice in the other hand. She quickly eats the entire thing and wipes her mouth with an ash-smudged hand. "How ya doing? Gotta guess your original name? Have to say, seems kind of counter-intuitive to changing your name at all."

**COR** chimes a laugh, "Counter-intuitive? Nah. I'm not hiding or anything, girly! Sometimes changing your name just means changing the times, don't you think? Also makes for a wonderful game too, heh."

**GIA:** "Must be nice! Any particular reason your parents gave you the name you did, like a certain meaning or something?"

**COR** thinks on this before grinning playfully to herself, "Yes." She admits with a wagging finger.

"Ooh, I forgot about the yes-no thing, damn." **GIA** laughs and scratches the back of her neck, and sits on her chair with frankly awful positioning and posture. "Okay. Was it a common name?"

**COR** laughs with the girl before marking something down on her clipboard. "Hmm, I don't believe so." She responds with a hum without glancing up.

**GIA:** "So it's gonna be hard to guess. Got it. Have to say, this is an interesting first assignment! I'm not even the best interrogator here, would be nice if I had a "bad cop" with me." Gia snorts.

**COR:** She leans back in her chair further–if that was even possible–tapping her pen to her forehead, "I'm glad you're intrigued, kiddo! Interrogating is only part of the fisher battle, so I'm sure you can still consider this some nice-ol practice, yeah?"

**GIA:** "Haha! Cor you're not that much older than me."

"Sorry 'm late," **DIANA** thumps into the room right on time, muttering curses under her breath as she readjusts her gloves. Damn coffee machine, she's got a stain over her vest now, it was gonna be hell to wash out.

"Oi, what information did cha get when I was gone, Cheat?" she removes a notepad from within her pants pocket and clicks her pen.

**COR** writes down 'Doesn't like Kiddo, but can be called Cheat.' for herself for later.

**GIA:** "Uhh, name has a meaning, and it's not common." Gia cuffs Diana's shoulder. "And stop callin' me that all the time! People'll get the wrong idea and actually think I'm cheating, which definitely does not happen!"

**DIANA:** She lifts her brows at the Captain then Gia. "Gia it is then, least yer right now." Mumbling as she flops down in her chair, she goes to scrawl down the information on her notepad.

"Well then, Cap'n. Let's do this." She smirks. "Were ya named af'ter a family member?"

**COR:** After correcting her nickname notes to 'not-cheat', she looks up at Diana as the woman settled. "Yuppers!"

**DIANA:** "Is it a derivative/similar soundin' name o' that family member?"

**GIA:** "We don't even know her family members," Gia complains, balancing on the two back legs of her chair. "Unless we rifle around for a family tree, like,  right now."

**DIANA:** "Well, she's from the Eastern Reach, rioght? 'Nd if yer a Cap'n, choo probably come from some rich off family. I can get Cic in 'ere, see if his dad's got any connections or know anyone from the Jackson family... unless she's changed her whole name 'stead o' just her first."

**GIA:** "You'd only do that if you were tryna' hide, she only did it outta rebellion."

**GIA:** "Besides, it's the family name that lets us off scot-free when shit inevitably happens! When's the last time you got this old thing a permit, Cor?!"

**DIANA:** "Which suggests she's got a fallin' out wit' 'er family. We can dig through some archives or somethin', all dependin' on how well known the Jackson family is."

**COR** did nothing to suppress her amusement, giving them time to share some exchanges before providing her answers. Her eyes bounced between the two, attentive and listening as her hand rested on her clipboard anticipating further notes.

"To your question, Girly (she forgot Diana's name), the answer is yes. Ah, and to Not-Cheat, that'd be a... yes?" She burst into another brief fit of laughter. Ah right, permits are a thing.

**DIANA:** "Only yer first name's been changed, rioght?" She thumbs through her notepad, just to be thorough and not assume anything.

**GIA** makes an odd choking noise. "Cor, Diana's, like, 12 years older than ya."

**GIA** "Did you hate it? Your name."

**DIANA:** "Girly's weird, but eh, s'not too bad. Makes me feel younger--" she smirks.

**COR** places her elbow on the window sill, leaning her head onto her hand.

Looking to Gia, her eyes wore a distant fondness, "Gia, love, I'm not aware of your life beyond what's on paper, but I'm sure you'll find age amounts to nothing in this field. I'm your Captain and therefore responsible for you all, my kiddos, my loose rampant scamps. Learn not to dwell on them digi-digits too much, will ya?" She looks to Diana as if she'd understand where she's coming from.

"Oop, right, the questions." With a free hand she pointed to Diana, "Yessir!" then to Dia, "Nosir!"

**GIA** grins but her face has an irritated tick to it. Too much fondness too soon? Who knows. "Sure, whatever you say, captain."

"Hummmm." Taps her chin. "Does anyone on this ship have the same name you used to?"

**COR:** That answer would do. She moved off the window sill to write something more on her clipboard.

"Nope-de-dope!" She sung in response.

**TOM** was honestly a little hesitant to join this guessing game, but if it was the Captains request, not going was not an option.

"Excuse me, guys. Captain. Hello" He waved in their direction as he entered, pulling a chair closer for himself. "Have you guys started already?"

"Ohhhh, hiiii!" **GIA** chirps, waving to Tom. "We've just asked a couple questions! Not gotten too far yet though." She's still miraculously balancing on the back legs of her chair, sitting on it in an odd pretzeled posture.

**COR** perks up as someone new enters the room, "Hey there, boyo! We've only just begun, so don't fret yourself. Pull up a chair, come on and join us."

**HENRY:** Well, it was the first time he'd been handed a task in the form of an interrogation that teetered on the edge of being a roleplaying session to sharpen the skills. Shoving his puzzle in his pocket, he reached for his small notebook before nudging the door open with his foot. A smile crossed his features as he noted the other occupants in the room, "I hope I'm not intruding."

Didn't seem like he was given how many empty chairs there were. He headed on over making himself at home even as he wasted a second fishing out his pen, quietly regarding the others with curiosity before gently nudging Gia. "What'd I miss?"

"Nothin' much,"

**GIA** says, looking up when Henry nudges her. She wobbles precariously before righting her chair again. "Diana's takin' a buncha notes. But Cor's original name is, uh, only different in the first name, has a meaning 'cause it came from a family member, isn't common, she didn't hate it, and it's not the same name as anybody on the ship."

"I think. That's just what I remember!" Gia thoughtfully hums again, staring at Cor.

"Did it start with "C?" Same letter as Cor?"

**HENRY:** Humming quietly he simply took the time to scribble down the information she had told him before gently tapping his pencil against the side of the table. "Is your name's meaning traceable to a tangible object?" Or perhaps its origin was a word? Like a virtue?

**COR:** She taps on her cheek as if pondering a thought, ending the process with a raise of her eyebrow.

Pointing to Gia, "Nope!" then to Henry, "Noooope?" A half-smirk forms in amusement to her own uncertainty before saying "Nah." again with more confidence.

**HENRY:** He took a second to record her answers. "Your current legal name is Cordelia Jackson Sommers, am I correct?" He wasn't sure if the others had established a baseline, but just in case. She hadn't established any rules outside of asking yes or no questions, but did that mean her answers were the truth?

"Does your name have more popular variants in different languages?"

**TOM:** He had nothing to write on, but his memory wasn't too bad. "Is it related to religion?"

**GIA** huffs and twists her odd posture further. "Humm. Would it be perfectly logical for us to be able to guess your name right now? Like, it's not something so out there it'd be completely impossible for us to come up with it?"

**COR:** She lets out a chuckle as she places her clipboard face-down on her lap. Leaning her posture a bit, she reaches down the cuffs of her waist-wraps to retrieve her fisher ID. The coin tethered to it gleams as it twirls in the window's light, almost fluttering as she holds it before her present crew.

On it read 'Cordelia Jackson Sommers'. "Ya-ess." She sing-songed to Henry before turning the card a bit to point with, "and no." In conclusion to the man's questions, she pointed to Tom, "Noppers!" then to Gia, "Absolutely!"

The card was the placed on the windowsill to welcome prying eyes as she went back to her note-taking position.

**TOM** casually followed her card with his eyes. "Is it a feminine name?... Or a more androgynous one?"

**COR:** She takes another note then twirls her pen a bit, "Yes."

**TOM:** He sits up. "Wait yes to what?" He didn't realize his question wasn't exactly yes or no friendly. "Alright, let's try it again. Is it a feminine name?"

**COR:** She laughed inwardly through her toothy grin, "No-siree."

**GIA:** "Hmm. Does it start with a letter in the first half of the alphabet?"

**HENRY:** Pleased with the evidence presented to him, he simply leaned back in his seat and offered her a small smile in response. Content with watching the back and forth between them, he was quiet before stilling the tapping of his pen. So androgynous it was.  "Does your name start with a vowel?" They really had to start cutting down the options here.

**COR** takes a moment to recite the alphabet, whispering it to herself to determine what's considered the 'first half'. "Ah, no to both." She proudly responds the moment her 2-second research offered her this letter-filled form of enlightenment.

"Already feel cornered, kiddos? Didn't think we'd jump to letters so soon, haha!" She teased. "I won't be spelling anything out for you folks though, mind you. That'd ruin the fun, wouldn't it?" The final comment came out a little distracted as she looked down at her own notes.

"Wonderful start, not-cheat. Though I think the word 'interrogation' has been throwing you off. You're fishers, your job isn't to know, it's to understand. I know it doesn't sound like it, but there really is a difference. A gnarly flip-flop of nonsense, empathy is. Ah, you too, lawyer-man!" She prods her pen at his direction, "Never ask for proof! Ask for the story. Love you coming in strong though! But distrust gets you nowhere on the field. Even if we all suck, yeah?"

She shifts a bit as she then looks at Diana and gives her a nod. Clearly there's nothing to say about her quite yet. Then to Tom, "Nice-nice, reach for the feelings, boyo. The vibes. There's a lot we can do with yes-an-no questioning. You'd be surprised."

Smirking at her early comments, she leans back once more and awaits further attempts.

Cor's words make **GIA** finally seat her chair fully on the floor, stable. She has a thoughtful look on your face. "Huh. You know, you may be right."

"You ever like your family much?"

**DIANA:** Her pen taps against her notebook allowing the others to simply make their attempts. "This family member yer named after-- choo got a tense relationship wit' em right now? Definin' tense lioke it's awkward 'nd yer not completely comfy wit' em?"

**COR** grants Gia a proud smile before wiggling her head a bit, playfully dancing about the line of an answer. Funny business, personable opinions were. Before she had a chance to respond, Diana chimed in with her own version of the inquiry. Ah, such wonderful questions. Hopefully, she doesn't scare this batch away like the past crews.

As per the usual trend, she begins pointing. First to Gia, "I suppose that's a no." She almost chuckled through the words, having her voice goofily crack at the word 'thats'. Now to Diana, "Aaaand nope!"

**HENRY:** Scratching the back of his head, he leaned into his chair and looked between the lot of them. The vibes so she had said. Understand, not know. A laugh escaped him as he sat up to his full height once again.

Maybe he had to put a time frame on it. Rebellious phase, was it? Might as well throw a bone in the lot for them to pick at considering the direction the questions were already headed. Get into her head, understand why, right? "Did you change your name in your adolescence?"

**GIA** barks with laughter! "That makes two of us! So you changed it as a "fuck you" to them, or did you do it more for yourself?"

**DIANA:** She scratches that down, raising an eyebrow as she goes through her notepad. Usually with cases, she had to work with more baggage then this, Cor was talking waaaay too light.

"Now fer the reverse, did ya like, admire, or respect the person choo were named after?"

There is a slight swing to his step as **ASTER** steps into the room, as if he didn't expect to see anyone of "importance"; once he sees Cor sitting past the vague crowd gathered though, he stiffens his pose, almost as if coming to attention.

Right. The task.

"Captain- Hello." He looks nervously to the others, moving towards one of the seats. "And... to everyone else. Have we made any progress?"

"Sort of!" **GIA** crows, happy to see Aster, the one guy somewhat legitimately interested in her work. "We're taking notes." She gestures towards Diana.

**DIANA:** "Somewhat," she yawns. She puts up her notepad to show off her notes, written in a crude hand. They're brief and completely to the point. "Here, choo can read it if ya need to." She hands it off to Aster. "Still need a buncha questionin' though, can't get a name wit'out lotsa background."

**TOM** had been munching on the Captain's words for a bit while the others continue their inquiry. His entire life he learned asking too many questions was a surefire way to get a gun in your mouth for your troubles... Old habits are hard to break.

"Do you regret it now, changing your name?"

**HENRY:** Raising a hand in greeting to the now-familiar gangly young man, "Glad to see you. I wonder when we'll eventually have a full house gathered here." He said with a warm laugh before nudging his notebook towards him.

A small note scrawled at the bottom says 'We're trying to pry the origins of her name with the story. The vibes.' The way vibes is written looks almost like it's italicized in a near mocking manner. Or jovial. Whichever seemed to fit the ambiguous smile on his face more. "Come, take a seat." He patted the chair beside him.

**COR** nods in acknowledgment when Aster entered the room, "Mosey on in, my friend!" She invites with a beckoning wave of her hand.

She waits a bit for them to briefly catch him up as her pointing-finger already drifted in Henry's direction. "Yessir, I did!" She started, looking a bit to Aster before providing a taste of context, "I uh... changed it in adolescence, yeah."

Now to Gia, "Yes." Her laugh that followed was at such an already-grindingly familiar pitch.

Now for Diana, "Ah, uhm.. no." She admitted a bit more genuinely. It seemed she wanted to give more to that answer, but she was caught up in her own enforced limitations.

Now for Tom, "Nope!" Her shift of tone was as quick as the last. She had already thought this one over many times before and was never not proud to share this conclusion.

**GIA:** "So you did it for yourself. Do you miss it? Ever?"

**DIANA:** She raises an eyebrow. "So this family member 'ave ya ever even met em?"

**HENRY:** "Did you change your name because of an inciting event?" He added, tapping his pencil on the side of the table. It seemed like... she didn't like the individual she was named after. But she had said their relationship was not tense. Did that... were they deceased?

The question had been right now wasn't it? He squinted at Cor for a moment, but held his tongue to give the others an opportunity to bring their own expertise to the table.

**MALLORY:** The hum of voices attracts the silent cryptid of the parable. Mallory wanders in without so much as a greeting, pausing before heading to an empty seat.

**ASTER:** He mutters his thanks to the ones who direct him to the notes, skimming over Diana's quickly as to not hog her notepad, and taking more of his time with Henry's since he'd been offered a seat next to him. He crinkles his nose at the word 'vibes', but doesn't try to mention it.

Aster keeps his ears as the others throw another wave of questions. He wondered if Cor found this an invasion of privacy, despite willingly giving herself up for the task. But before he can mull over the thought, he sees Mallory step in quietly, and offers a quiet greeting and a wave of his hand.

**CHUNLIN:** Oh, well this was exciting, wasn't it? Chunlin hummed to herself as she skipped down into the meeting room, cheerily tossing out a, "Morning and hello!~" for anyone willing to respond to her. A quick glance around the room told her that the 'interrogation' was already in full swing and she quickly adjusted herself into a free seat before asking, "Could I see the notes in a bit if anybody's taken any? Thank you!"

**COR:** Her eyes follow the next two who enter. "Now we really got a party going, lookit that!" Cor certainly was enjoying the increase in numbers, that much was clear. Especially from her finally sitting up in her chair as if to put herself in gear. Licking the tip of her pen and scribbling a test bit on the clipboard, she was ready to resume.

"Miss my name?" She repeated for Gia, this time surprisingly without even pointing, "Wouldn't say I do."

Ah nevermind, the prodding finger was already back, quick to throw its path at Diana, "That would also be a notta! Negee-tive."

Now to Henry, "Ah yes, my good man." She teasingly return his scrutinizing squints before breaking into a breathy chortle.

She now looked to the newcomers with anticipation at what they have to offer, shifting her gaze expectantly between the three.

**MALLORY** returned her look with a similar gaze of curiosity. It seems as though they were in a guessing game. “... is it something we can infer?”

“Did the na— AGHH!” **DIANA** starts as Mallory, once again, appears out of nowhere. The boy was a phantom!

She shakes her head and looks up as Chunlin arrives, handing off the notepad to her.

”Ahem, err... was the family member yer named aftah notable in yer family?”

**GIA** leans over and playfully ruffles Mallory's hair. "Hmm, yeah. Was it kind of an old-fashioned name?"

**CHUNLIN** took the notepad with a "Thank you~", looking over the notes with her head tilted before finally looking up. "If we were to hear the name, would you say it would leave a strong impression on us? A sort of 'What a powerful name!' feeling?"

**COR:** "I believe so, kiddo." She responded with a newfound gentleness to Mallory before immediately turning to the rest fo the lot.

Pointing to Diana, "That would be a yes!"

Now to Gia, "Hmmm... I suppose it would be. Hard to tell these days, you think?" Her finger twirled as if to gesture the names of everyone in the room.

For Chunlin, she offered a beaming grin, clearly in love with the question. She couldn't even wait till after her own response to scribble a note down. "Absolutely!" Cor confidently claimed with a strong tap of the pen upon her clipboard.

**GIA** whistles lowly. "So somethin' uncommon and unusual that leaves a big impact, and it's from a family member... Yeesh. No wonder you changed it."

"So is there any reason you chose "Cordelia" in particular, then?"

**COR:** "Ah, it had that 'old fashion' feel I think you were getting at. Rusty-crusty... but kind of elegant, ain't it? Sparkly-like. Read it meant 'heart'. I'm sure folks think that's rather fitting for what we do." She didn't mind answering in full since it was about her new name rather than old. In fact, it seemed like she was incredibly eager to answer it provided the dream-like drift in her voice.

The answer made **MALLORY** think of something. “What... did your previous name mean?”

**COR:** With a smug little grin, she wagged her finger. "Oop, only yes or no question's about the good stuff, kiddo. Love the energy though, haha!" Ah, looks like she was writing something down again.

**GIA:** "Did you like what it meant?"

**DIANA** squinted, then began rifling through her notepad. Something was familiar... What was the name, Jackson? Sommers?

Sommers....

Sommers, Sommers, Sommers... "The family member yer named after, did they 'appen ta be a general?"

**COR:** Just as she was about to hand Gia another 'no,' Diana stopped her mid-breath. Ah, oop, should have known the long-time fisher would pick up on it this quickly. "Oh, why yes~" Cor responded with theatrical hesitation.

**DIANA:** Oh my God. Now this either had to be one hell of a coincidence or this Captain that was known for being one of the worst captains to grace the Memory Sea was related to the Vex Sommers-- Y'know what she had to check.

"Just ta make sure 'm not makin' any crazy accusations, but let's say, y'know... hypothetically, this family member yer named after is Vex Sommers, would that be roight?"

**COR** fakes contemplation by playfully tapping at her chin. "Mayhaps my answer is 'yes'."

**DIANA:** Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ!

She grimaces hard. "That is... a lot ta live up to. 'M sorry."

If **HENRY** had been a passive audience for the past... half an hour, he certainly wasn't a quiet one now when he stifled a laugh at the condolences.

**MALLORY** didn’t fully understand the implications. He tilts his head to the side as Henry stifled a laugh, confused.

**COR** gives her a little bow of the head, "Thank you for your condolences, girly." As Henry's laughter failed to be subtle, she offered him a smile as if to imply 'yeah, I get it bud.'

"Perhaps I'll tell you about him later some other time, kiddo. For now, you lot still have to guess the final pieces, don't you think?"

**TOM** casually mimics Mallorys tilted head, looking at Henry. He was equally confused.

**DIANA:** "Vex Sommers... who knew yer related ta the general, he's gotta be yer great grandfather or somethin'--" She turned to the others, noting their expressions of confusion. "'S the man who first proposed settlin' in the Eastern Reach."

"Now, there's quite a bit o' names ya can 'ave that derives off that. Errr... Vexy, Vexhalia, Vexa-- Kinda lost 'ere."

Without skipping a beat, **COR** simply responded "Nope!"

**CHUNLIN** immediately bit her bottom lip, blinking rather owlishly at Captain Cor before shaking off her shock. "Is your name created by adding elements onto 'Vex'?" She wondered if it was one of those singular letter types of names - 'V' or something that weird fancy people liked to name their children.

**HENRY:** Though the conclusion had been somewhat of a slap on the side of the head considering he had done his schooling in Eastern Reach.... and he currently resided there, he didn't seem to mind allowing Diana doing the majority of the legwork in pushing them towards their goal. Seeing a smile directed at him, he merely crinkled his eyes in a more genuine show of mirth.

"I'm sure the stories would bedazzle the kids," he agreed, deciding firmly he wasn't included in that 'kiddo'. "Why, Diana, I do believe we're still allowed to ask questions without trying to compile a list." Chiming in alongside Chunlin, he decided to add onto that, "Or is your name simply Vex?"

Not feminine. Technically androgynous. Was Vex an androgynous name? Hell if he knew.

**COR:** She pointed to Chunlin for a more somber, "Ah, unfortunately no." Maybe she would have kept the name if that was the case. Then to Henry, she gave an even more disheartening "Yes."

Her fingers twisted the pen cap, retracting the tip as if the conclusion was met. "Now for the cherry on top, hm? It was a fool’s answer on my part since it's technically not part of the first name, but we're still absent of one variable."

**GIA** looks incredibly impressed by Diana and everyone else's efforts to actually have gotten to this conclusion. (But she mostly has awe :star\_struck: for Diana. Favoritism.)

Her brain seems to melt with Cor's last statement. :drooling\_face: "Uh... Can ya... Say that again in simpler terms?"

**COR:** After an expected fit of laughter, Cor mimed turning a knob on her head as if implying she's 'switching gears'. "We got 'Vex Sommers', but we're missing one more thing not part of the first name cause I'm a filthy accidental liar, yeah? Asking you lot to indulge me with a few more supplementary guesses just to drive the answer home."

**MALLORY** blinks.

“Nn?”

**HENRY:** "Is it a prefix?" Henry decides to press curiously.

**COR:** "Oh, not quite." It seemed Cor had completely loosened the rules at this point.

**CHUNLIN:** "Or a middle name?" Chunlin asked, blinking rather owlishly once again.

**HENRY:** "Or perhaps your middle name. Vex Jackson Sommers?"

**GIA:** "Your name is really fancy, sheesh. Makes me feel like you're a politician or something."

**COR:** "Oh it can get fancier, not-cheat... neat... neato." Her focus is already failing. "Technically you're right, boyo. But that's not what I'm looking for."

**GIA:** "Haha, what if it's just Vex Cordelia Sommers! That'd be hilarious. Also you can just use my name."

**HENRY:** "Is it perhaps a suffix?"

**GIA:** "Ooh, or Vex Sommers the Second!"

**COR:** "Almost! Climb higher, kids! It's not fancy enough." She was genuinely at the edge of her seat now.

**CHUNLIN:** "Jr?"

**GIA** still thinks she's joking and doesn't actually think she's on the right track. "Aw, c'mon it can't be something like Vex Sommers II Jr. Esquire,  right?"

**COR:** Them being so close but veering off-track forced her squarely back into her chair, "Goodness, Gia, maybe I'd keep the ugly thing if it were that. Solely for laughs, y'know? But close with the Jr, girly. Count the other way."

**GIA:** :D "The... The third?"

**COR** releases a breath she wasn't aware she was holding.

Recomposing herself, she stood up and offered applause. "Ding ding! It is I, Vex Jackson Sommers III, your captain, and overlord... except not really since I legally changed that." It was difficult to hear her through the claps, but you could genuinely tell she was pleased with the event.

"Sorry to lose you at the end there, haha! But you lot did a wonderful job. I anticipate great experiences with you all on what's to come."

She pointed to Gia, "Great improvement! Still need to work on counting, but we'll get there!" Now to Henry, "Wonderful change of approach. You helped your coworkers more than you realized, so it works to always adapt." Now to Diana, ":laughcry: " And for the rest of the 4, "Don't be afraid to talk amongst each other more! These folks are your family now and everyone has something to offer. Mh, I'm loving what I see! Who's pumped?"

Just her apparently as she snatched her clipboard and stormed out of the room, "IM SO PUMPED!" Ah whoops, she may have left her ID.

## Summary

Almost everyone made it to the group photoshoot, immortalizing the new age of the Parable. The photo now hangs in Captain Cor’s office, replacing that of her old crew’s. The Eastfall Fisher HQ also received sufficient information from the newly formed crew through their forms. They expressed both their surprise and pleasure to Captain Cor, who in turn laughs. The crew learned much about Cor as well, successfully guessing her original name with careful intuition showing investigative promise.