Ambassador Spock explored the almost sterile looking expanse of the bridge of the Starship Enterprise. The predominant color of the bridge was white, but it was broken with an occasional bit of chrome or blue. The monitors and workstations that were scattered across the bridge which provided colors beyond chrome, blue, and the almost omnipresent white were very bright - almost overly cheery looking - and almost every panel that controlled the ship's systems was a touchscreen despite the risks of a finger slipping and hitting the wrong control button at precisely the wrong moment in the middle of a crisis.
Commander Spock had allowed him aboard for a tour of the ship before the new captain arrived, the new captain who called to mind the phrase "Here comes the new boss, just the same as the old boss", seeing as the man in question was the counterpart to the longest serving captain of the Enterprise. When he had been given this opportunity, he had expected his visit to the ship to be like a reunion with an old friend, but it was like meeting a vaguely familiar stranger with the same name instead.
This wasn't his Enterprise.
His Enterprise had been different, darker, and - though he would never say it aloud - cozier. The lines of her hull had been rounder in places, and her corridors rectangular rather than rounded at the corners. When it came to the interior - rather than being a vast expanse of cream colored walls in every direction - there had been color everywhere to break up the monotony of seemingly endless corridors that were flanked by bland labs, cabins, and storage spaces amongst other things. Aboard his Enterprise, they had still used archaic paper printouts and obsessively backed everything up on Harddisk to prevent errors, and if necessary have a solid record of data entry that one could use to backtrack through in search of possible errors to be corrected should something go wrong. The system controls had all been switches and buttons and knobs in order to reduce errors that could be caused by sweaty fingers sliding across a screen during a critical moment in the midst of a battle or other such crisis, and to provide tactile feedback that would cause one to recognize an error made and correct it that much sooner. Aboard his Enterprise, Engineering had also been designed by a human rather than - from the looks of it - a former schoolmate of his that had been a few years ahead of him back on Vulcan.
His Enterprise had also been built more than a decade earlier than this ship that bore it's name...
How had the destruction of the USS Kelvin caused this great change to the ship he had served aboard off and on for almost thirty years?