A swarm of stars surrounded Delwyn on all sides. He looked at the programmer in the center, a mere child with the tools of gods and engineers at his touch. "It's all hooked to sensors -- the remotes we have on missions and motion sensors in this room," the programmer's hand darted out, reaching for a star. Computer windows popped up -- empty. "It's awaiting information -- I just build them. You do the research and data entry."
One of the small lights winked out. The programmer's face twisted a bit into a grin. "Looks like the General was successful."