@ Vyun
When Vyun's brewing something up she pops her head over the pot (or whatever) sniffs it and asks, "What are ya' making?" If it smells bad, she says so.
Bronen connects his custom datapad into the ships computers and sends a picture/video to Fleet command of what they are seeing.
Vultsubai pulls out his fleet issued Datapad and jacks it into Bronen's, creating a clone of what Bronen was getting. If something happened to his, then they would be covered in their briefing.
From there he keeps things steady as they go. "I can take a walk and board the Sigma from the outside. Maybe undock so we can investigate." He pulls out a small pouch and opens it. Pulling out a small comm device. "I requested some short range comm-devices for the mission. Just in case we get separated or need to spread out. I took the liberty of specing them out based on size, one for each of you." He takes his personal comm and places it inside his second skin.
Bronen glares and snorts at Vaultsubai as he plugs the basic datapad into Bronen's own custom one. He then storms out of the cockpit back to his own quarters. He leaves the door open though and can be heard suiting up and prepping his drone for its maiden voyage.
After suiting up Bronen returns to the computers to try another scan of the unknown object.
"I requested some short range comm-devices for the mission. Just in case we get separated or need to spread out."
"Thanks, already got one though. Don't leave home without it. Suppose I could use a spare in case this one dies."
"If you want to go over there before we dock, maybe we can attach some kind of line. Then the rest of the group can cross using the line."
Once you have gotten within short distance to the station, a friendly albeit computery voice comes over the ship's PA system, "Welcome to Kask Station, I am the station's AI, would you be interested in docking your craft with Kask Station?"
He nods to Vagoru. "Good, the equipment I requested is expendable. This datapad..."
When Bronen storms out Vultsubai watches him go momentarily, sighs before getting back on point. "... is a clean slate, to record our findings for the debriefing when we return. I didn't want the fleet to confiscate anything personal. Just keep that in mind." He says that with a bit of reluctance. When Bronen returns he's unplugged the datapad from Brone's personal computer.
Vult seemed thrown off by Bronen's response, he wanted to say something but was unsure how to.
When Ambrose speaks he nods when the Skittermander offered to jet over. "My Void Walking is slow. If you feel like going flyboy then I'll maintain here." He looks to Ambrose. "I trust your ability to make decisions, use the comm if we you need support..." He gives a jerk at the Stations AI hailing them, turning in the seat and responding amicably.
"Copy, Kask Station, this is FS-XXXX requesting delay on docking procedure at this present time until we receive confirmation on Station integrity." He clicks his teeth before asking. "Be advised Kask Station, FS-XXXX is noticing an unidentified object lodged in your outer dome. Can you confirm?" He mutes the comm before looking to the others. "We will stall as best we can so Ambrose can go Flyboy. Any other suggestions?"
Kit scurries off to her quarters to grab her backpack with her extra gear in it. She takes the extra comm device and tosses it inside, then secures her backpack and hops back into a chair near the ships computer console.
Kit aids Vult in his computers check, but it's unnecessary since he rolled AWESOME.
At Kits assistance he nods appreciatively.
Snorri stands with his helmet on for the first time revealing his full armour alongside his reaction cannon which he was keeping secured til now... aside from a brief incident where Kit tried to open the crate with a tub of "Big Al's 50% genuine fish paste" in hand.
He adjusts the medical and tool kits as well as grenades. "Nothing more than already has been said, but with that unidentified object has me thinking I might just have dressed properly for the situation."
The AI says in a cheery voice, "The Kask Station's integrity has been maintained. There is a foreign substance in Beta Sector protruding out of our dome. Please inform me when you choose to dock so it shall be prepared for your arrival."
Vult
At the AI's response he normalized the comm's and responded. "Copy that Station." The Ai seemed uncompromised at the moment, which was a good sign. Not perfect but good.
"Kask Station, can you confirm status of Sigma Crew?" He hoped to confirm whether they were alive, dead or... Otherwise.
As an afterthought he pressed his luck, hoping to get lucky in his requests. "Additionally, Kask Station, we are requesting a updated station map to reflect current station status transferred to our ship for datapad upload. Please include area where Foreign substance has spread and is being contained currently." When he mentions datapad upload he waves to Bronen. Muting the comm temporarily as he sets down the additional datapad he had acquired. "For your use Sir, fleet issued. Unless you want it on your personal Sir."
The AI says, "No problem, here is the floor plan of the station"
It then says, "The foreign substance is in Beta section."
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Khall slides extra clips and batteries into her bandolier and belt, donning a Heavy coat over it all. She slides her pistols into the twin holdsters under her arms and slides her Industrial Backpack on. Look, until we are certain this AI isn't compromised we will have to avoid Security Robots. I don't want to have one of you wounded because a Robot didn't recognize you, or you don't have the proper security pass.
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He chuckles at Snorri's earlier comment. "Looking good. Hope your aim matches the outfit." He attempt at a bad joke to lighten the mood before he responded to the Kask Station AI. Tapping the console as the data package came through.
"Transfer confirmed Station, Beta sector confirmed." He mutes the Comm again. "Khall's right. No confirmation on the Sigma's crew from Station. But transfer is complete if your ready Bronen."
He unmutes the comm as he informs Kask Station. "Station, we will be making an approach for closer inspection of the Sigma, please begin prepping a docking bay for FS-XXXX to utilize."
Vultsubai starts the gradual descent, using thrusters only to maneuver closer to where the Sigma was docked. He mutes the comm again, leaving it so he could still hear the station but allowing them to talk without worry of being overheard. "Lock and Load, anyone wanting to go on a space walk with Ambrose better suit up."
As Vult converses with the AI, Kit flicks the floorpan up onto a big screen to everyone can see it.
"What else is in Beta Sector?" she tells Vult to ask the AI. "What's it's purpose?"
Snorri nods "Wouldn't be a very good priest of Angradd if I couldn't handle myself in a fight."
He presses a few buttons not wanting to speak over Vult but text should come up the screen. 'Crew status?'.
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Bronnen nods and grunts in approval as he takes the extra datapad. He takes several moments to study it and then his hands deftly type a message on his own datapad that then gets displayed on the big screen.
We should investigate Sigma first. Begin information gathering from there. If there is infestation from station there is choke point at docking point for tactical advantage. It likely that effects of incident will be visible in Sigma.
"Yeah, that makes sense," Kit muses. "Good plan, Bro!"
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AI continues, "Sorry for the wait FS, has to confirm where the other members are... Two members of Sigma crew are located in the Aquatic section of Epsilon sector. The remainder is located on their ship."
The AI says, "Docking bay #2 is prepared for your arrival. In order to inspect Sigma ship, you must dock, come up the elevator and then go down the elevator Sigma."
"Copy and understood Station, maneuvering to docking station #2. Thanks for the assistance Station." Vultsubai types in the areas mentioned for the locations of the Sigma crew. "Agreed Bronen, looks like we may get some answers sooner then expected."
Two Sigma crew are in the Aquatic section of Epsilon sector.
Remainder on-board SS-Sigma
Foreign Substance in Beta Sector
Now that he knew that some of Sigma crew were onboard their ship he opens a hailing frequency in an attempt to make contact. "FS-XXXX to Sigma crew, requesting immediate update on current condition, over?" He motions to whoever was ready to tag scanner control. "Can we get a scan of Sigma, maybe it'll confirm whether the crew is alive or dead at this point."
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"Scanning!" Kit exclaims, quickly clicking away at the computers to scan the Sigma for life-forms.
Kit
You receive a message on your screen from the Sigma, Vocal transmission down, trying to repair.
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khall squints. walking over to the screen Kit is at.
Ask them what caused the damage to the ship, in addition check the logs ob how many crewed the Sigma... then if everything checked out we'll make contact.
I'll find a vantage point to keep support... she says, pulling her Disportan rifle out of her pack. for one I'll keep an eye out for anything suspicious as well as provide covering fire...
"Looks like theres signs of life on Sigma after all," Kit announces. "Four of 'em. One human life form on the bridge and three more in the galley..."
Kit tries to find out how many people were on the original crew.
When she's done she also tries to figure out if there is any damage to the Sigma, including why transmissions might be down.
Kit
Snorri shuffles a little impatiently but gives not verbal complaint, he'd rather have at least an inkling of what they were walking into before they get closer, it could mean the difference between victory and defeat but after such a long time on the ship it'd be good to get out and about.
"First job should be to RV with the Sigma crew. They may have intel for us. Or they may need help."
Vagoru gets his laser cannon ready and stands by the airlock.
"Original crew of the Sgima was... Six. Wow! Honestly? I was expecting worse!" Kit hops out of her chair. "Anything else, we'll need to figure out ourselves."
The AI gives you navigational computer the correct and precise information to enable you to dock with the station. After getting closer to the dock, you hear the all too familiar sound of two airlocks making contact with a loud whissssshhhh shooooommmm sound. After repressurization between the two entities.
Your ship indicators confirm that you have achieved hard lock. The airlock opens, and a massive elevator lies before you. It is square, measuring 100 yards on a side, and contains a small terminal atop a 2-foot square pedestal that is 3 feet tall. The ceiling looms 100 yards overhead. With a start you realize that a small spacecraft would readily fit within this cargo elevator.
Kit wears a colourful mishmash of different clothing styles all layered in top of each other with freebooter armour on top. She carries her personal comm unit, 8 batteries and 9 healing serums in her cheek pouches. She has a thunderstrike pulse gauntlet on one hand, and a backpack on her back. Her backpack contains three more healing serums, her engineers tool kit, and her computer hacking tool kit. Her ears are pierced with a variety of earrings, nails, rings and other tiny knick-knacks. She wears her cred sticks on a chain around her neck.
Vargoru steps up to the airlock. He hoists his Laser Cannon with two hands and aims it at the unopened airlock. His Doshko is strapped to his back.
On his belt are four grenades (one of each type that I have) and a medpatch, along with a Starknife in a quick-release sheath. In a bandolier strapped over his chest are four spare batteries and four healing serums. On his back is a device with a grappling hook and a spool of heavy cable attached.
Vagoru looks at the others and nods.
"Ready."
Snorri has his backpack as well as various pouches around his person. His greataxe is strapped to his back and he holds his reaction cannon with a flashlight attachment in his hands.
His helmet is one as he nods to the others letting them know he is ready to proceed.
Bronen has his thinplate armor on with helmet and everything. He carries his industrial backpack with a chord coming out of it plugging into the side of his helmet. He flanks the doorway with what looks like a robotic version of himself, horns and all. The attention to detail on this robotic Nuar is as impressive as it is unimaginative. Bronen wields a spear in his hand while the drone wields a long reaching pike. Both adopt a tactically ready stance to rush in through the soon to open door to clear the room.
A robotic voice emerges from the drone, "On your count Vyun."
As you enter, the AI says, "Welcome to Kask Outpost Station, please pick up your identity bracelets at the console. These will enable you to have access throughout the station."
A small compartment at the base of the pedestal now opens. Within the compartment are (six, or however many players you have) small grey wrist bands.
And continues, “Please identify yourself while on board the Planet Kask Outpost Station by wearing one of the identification bands we have provided. You may then proceed to the station proper by making a selection on the terminal in front of you. Should you require assistance, the station is voice-activated. Simply ask for assistance, and I will be happy to help you. Enjoy your stay.”
Knowledge Fleet not sure which knowledge it would be if it sounds reasonable or Profession DC 5
Snorri will take an identity bracelet but does not attach it to his wrist, wanting to be able to discard it from his risk. He peers at it a little suspiciously. "Standard stuff but I'm not going attaching it just yet."
As they advance Snorri will be keeping an eye out for traps an potential enemies.
"Whoah, Bro!" Kit exclaims when she sees the robot she 'helped' Bronen make standing tall and combat ready. "You got Ro-Bro up and running! He looks AMAZING!"
Then she scurries into position, with an enthusiastic grin on her face.
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Kit slips an identity bracelet on her tiny wrist. "Why do they have to make cool things so boring looking?" she exclaims. She pulls a hoop earring from her ear and clips it around the plain grey ID bracelet. She eyes it, clearly not satisfied. She casts a spell at it, turning it from grey to purple with red stripes. Then she smiles.
"Ready!"
“For safety purposes, the lift should only be used by a portion of your party at any given time. This allows for corrective action should any mishap occur"