Viggis replies, "Very wet...and bleak. The last time that I heard the term 'civilized' was from a condescending Mon Calamari. You seem okay though Zag. Do you need help with the mechanics? "
As he sees the leaking coupling, Zagulo sighs irritatedly. "If you have spare power coupling, I'd find it incredibly useful. I can maybe patch this one, but there's no guarantee I'll succeed. Still, your assistance would be appreciated. Let's see if we can manage to get this fixed."
Getting out his tools, Zagulo set about patching the cracked coupling.
Viggis holsters his blaster and retrieves his tools fromantic his belt pouch. He realizes that he doesn't have the spare part that Zagulo is looking for and he should probably just be quiet and help.
With the guidance of the Force, you input the correct sequence into the console. As you complete it, you hear an affirmative ‘beep’ and then a hiss as the seal opens and equalizes pressure between the outside air and the inside of the crate. The soft blue-green glow briefly flares in brightness before dying down as the lid of the crate automatically opens.
After your eyes adjust, you find yourself looking at the soft, metallic curves of an obviously feminine model of unknown type of droid. Its face seems almost humanoid, and it appears to have centimeter-thick metallic cables on its head where a humanoid’s hair would be. Your eyes slowly examine the droid, taking note of every intricate detail made to this obviously well-crafted droid.
As you continue to examine the droid your eyes are drawn to its chest where a large blue-green crystal seems to be encased in some kind of housing embedded in the droid’s chest, which is also where the glow is emanating. You also note that the palms of the droid’s hands have smaller versions of this crystal. They look like they could be similar to lightsaber crystals, but you can’t tell for sure without further examination.
You’re work on the damage is going slowly. You aren’t making much progress beyond stopping the leak, but you also aren’t causing any mishaps.
As your hand draws near the large crystal in the droid’s chest you pause for a moment, sensing an almost familiar feeling. Touching the crystal, you can feel a warm pulsing sensation emanating from it, both through the Force and your fingertips. It feels almost as if this crystal was… a heart.
Suddenly the droid’s eyes activate and stare right into yours. Before you can react you hear a loud, piercing scream emanating from the droid’s vocabulator. A powerful wave of Force energy throws you backward into the bulkhead, dropping you prone to the floor. When you look up, the droid is huddled in the far corner of the hold as if it were trying to cover itself up for modesty.
As you work on the damage, you hear a loud, mechanical scream and a thud from inside the transport.
Turning to look at Viggis, Zagulo says, "Go check that out. Com me if you need backup."
Focusing on getting the part fixed, Zagulo turned his tools to the task at hand.
Viggis runs into the transport with blaster drawn, ready to fire at any aggressor. Still nervous about the contents of the crate.
I slowly get up, holding my hands out in front of me.
" Listen, I don't mean you any harm. Here do you want to wear this? "
Kal takes off his Jedi cloak and slowly walks forward holding it out in front of him.
Entering the transport, you see that the crate has been opened and is now empty, with Kal holding his Jedi cloak in front of him and slowly approaching a strange droid huddled in the corner.
With a sigh that he had at least stopped the leak, he went around to board the ship and see what they had in the way of replacement parts.
" Wait don't shoot! " I yell as Viggis enters.
" It's ok, she just looks scared... Here. " I take another step forward offering the cloak.
Viggis holds his blaster in a non-threatening manner on the advice of the wiser jedi.
The droid slowly looks up again at Kal and Viggis. Seeing that they are moving in a non-threatening manner, it reaches for the offered cloak. It stops, however, when it sees its outstretched metallic hand.
The droid examines its hand and arm for a moment before following it's arm down toward its body. Upon seeing the metallic body, the droid buries its face in its hands and begins to let out what sounds like a the equivalent of sobbing.
Entering the cargo hold, Zagulo took in the scene, then said to Kal, "So, what prompted you to open the crate when I said 'don't touch the crate'?"
" I had a vision, amphibious humanoids torturing, experimenting? A young... I believe the force prompted me to open it. "
I take another step and drape the cloak over her shoulders. Crouching down next to her.
" Here. You haven't always been this way... Have you? "
Viggis stares, wide-eyed, uncomfortable with the show of emotions and uncertain of what to do at this time. His blaster still in hand, but resting against his leg. His shoulders are relaxed so that he appears passive.
After sobbing for a few minutes and realizing the futility in it, the droid looks up and regards the three of you. After a short time of silence, the droid wraps the cloak about itself and stands up, giving you all a brief look at the craftsmanship and detail of this mystery droid.
The droid stands roughly 1.75 meters tall. Its face has soft features that are clearly feminine in design. In the back of the droid's head are rough blue-green crystals shaped to be like short, spiky hair. Its body is lithe and also clearly feminine in design. In its chest is a large fist-sized crystal of similar color to its 'hair' and a smaller one embedded in each of the droid's palms. The droid's metallic body has a soft blue tinge to it.
It's always the weird Jedi stuff. Well, let's find out a bit about this droid.
Holstering his blaster, Zagulo steps forward and, extending his hand, says, "Zagulo Maresh. What's your name?"
"My name is... was Cyrosia. Cyrosia Novaphex. And no, I was not always like this. I was once human, a Ranger in the Je'daii Order on Tython. After a Rakata ship crashed, the Council of Masters sent a small task force to scout different systems to determine the threat of these Rakata. We traveled to many worlds influenced by these Rakata and their Infinite Empire, but when we were ambushed by a Rakatan fleet above an unknown planet and taken prisoner." she pauses for a moment before composing herself.
"It would appear that I was... transformed... by them." Cyrosia's gaze moves past everyone, as if she was lost in her thoughts.
Kal looks a little smug for just a second, with a deep breath he arranges his features into a more neutral peaceful expression.
" I'm Kal Berengar. I think I had a vision of you from before the Rakata... "
Viggis holsters his blaster as well, but remains cautious of the power this thing might have.
"I am Viggis," he states."Pleased to meet you."
I don't recall anything about these Rakata.
His scouting nature takes over as he asks, "What are Rakata?"
Cyrosia looks at Viggis in what seems to be confusion.
"What do you mean? The Rakata are the bane of the Galaxy. They control and dominate hundreds of worlds with their unholy mastery of the Dark Side. They upset the Balance in everything they touch. How can you now know about them?"
"I was sent by my people to learn such things, having proven myself in the mines and against the Mon Calamari."
"I've never heard of the Rakata. Tell me, why do you say 'Jedi' as 'Jed'aii'?"
He found this pronunciation quite curious.
"How is it one of the slave races does not know the name of their oppressors?" the droid ponders for a moment before answering the next question. "We Je'daii are not well known, but the word has been mispronounced as Jedi by many races."
Indignant and ignorant at the same time, Viggis responds, Who are you calling a slave race?
"The Rakata have used his race and many others for forced labor for generations... wait..."
Cyrosia pauses for a moment as if she were calculating something before turning back to Zagulo.
"You said that you have never heard of the Rakata? Then that means..." Her melodious and mechanical voice trails off as she considers the possibilities of this revelation.