First Seeker Elsebo Luwazi clears her throat and makes an announcement to all of the gathered Starfinders as they slowly trickle in. “Starfinders, we stand at the precipice of momentous history, and I want to thank you all for making it possible for us to be here today. The Starfinder Society has spent the last year recovering from the Scoured Stars incident, our greatest defeat in recent history. We are finally ready to return to the Scoured Stars, find out what happened to our missing colleagues and friends, and rescue any survivors we can find. Report to your stations and lend your assistance to our fleet by performing the final preparatory tasks. More instructions will come shortly.”
After a long voyage through the Drift, the bulk of the Starfinder fleet has arrived at the outer reaches of the Scoured Stars system. Several immense carriers form the core of the fleet and contain docked transport ships, fighter craft, and scout vessels. Each of the stored ships contains armor, weapons, provisions, and other equipment. There is an almost palpable feeling of tension and excitement as hundreds of Starfinders aboard the central carriers prepare themselves for the mission. Ahead, a shimmering veil of golden energy conceals the three stars known to be within.
Venture-Captain Naiaj, a no-nonsense bleachling gnome, approaches with a datapad in hand. “Do you have all your gear? Are you ready? Good. Now let’s help our fleet get ready for the final journey into the Scoured Stars. But first, tell me your names and what special training you have so we can assign an appropriate task for you to assist with.”
The gnome squints, peering at all of you. “Who do we have here? Speak up!”
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Venture-Captain Naiaj, Venture-Captain Arvin, and the faction leaders Fitch, Historia-7, Radaszam “The Dealmaker”, and Zigvigix can be seen gathering groups around the ship, assigning tasks to help with the preparations.
- Venture Captain Naiaj (Engine Check in the Hangar Bay)- Engineering, Piloting, or Profession (Electrician or Maintenance worker)
- Radaszam (Equipment Check in the Cargo Bay)- Engineering, Medicine, Perception, Survival)
- Zigvigix (Missile Tube Cleanup in the MIssile Bay)- Acrobatics, Athletics, Profession (Maintenance worker)
- Venture-Captain Arvin (Morale Boost just outside of the Bridge)- Bluff, Diplomacy, Profession- relevant skill, Sense Motive
- Fitch (Threat Analysis in the Science Lab)- Engineering, Life Science, Mysticism
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A Ysoki with white fur and ruby eyes steps forth. He has mystical tattoos on his face, one of which surrounds his left eye. He is wearing a Ysoki refractor suit for armor.
“Neon Ten reporting.” he says with a smile.
“I am well versed in STEMM: Science, Technology, Engineering, Mathematics and Magic.
Aboard ship, I have filled the roles of Engineer, Science Officer and when required Gunnery. I have also just recently completed pilot training, although others are probably better at it than I.
In the field, I have studied various creatures and am skilled at identifying their abilities. I have some offensive magics and my weapons.” As he mentions weapons, he pats a static arc pistol in a holster at his hip.
He has also been called in by others to explain various scientific or magical principles on their shows. He generally manages to carry this off without being dry or too technical, often embedding the technical details in side channels of the stream.
He doesn’t generally wear armor or have weapons when doing one of his Vid Streams, which made it a little harder to recognize him.
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"Greetings," the android begins. "My designation is 70..." He pauses for a moment, as a subroutine takes over, and then continues, "You may refer to me as Sev. However, my internal data storage unit indicates that such information should already be stored in your own databanks following our initial introduction at the High Society Gala and my subsequent mission to Apostae. On both occasions, my training in computers as well as engineering and design were used to satisfactory effect. As a student of both technology and magic, I am also well-versed in matters of physics, biology and, to a lesser extent, occurrences that are described as being 'mystical in nature'."
Sev considers the possibility of assisting all three Starfinders to the extent possible. However, were he limited to just two, he would first visit Historia-7 and then Fitch.
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Sorami looks at Venture-Captain Naiaj. "Ah, Venture-Captain Naiji, I am sure you remember me. I am Sorami, diplomat extraordinaire. And surely you remember Dr. Cuddles." Sorami points to a skittermander wearing a lab coat next to her. "He helps me with some of the, how do you say, more sciencey skills." "He was also my illustrious co-star on "All My Skittermanders, though its been several years, we still stick together, it can be a tough life for a child star.
"Special training though? Well, I'm quite good at talking, as you could obvious imagine, so perhaps I would like to go perform some Morale Boosting, I'm also an excellent pilot and star acrobat (I performed all my own stunts, of course. I suppose I could also do engineering in a pinch."
Click. Whirr.
A little drone arrives, and drops an Aid Token into Neon Ten’s hands.
This is an Aid Token. Boost it or use it!
Then it flies off!
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Ivok keeps a solid posture before the Venture-Captain in an effor to keep his respect for her position in full display. "Hello again Venture-Captain. Ivok Dracuk reporting in. I have training in communication and encouragement of others in their tasks. I have also acquired an average level of engineering skill since our last engagement. I do hope that they meet with your approval."
Not wishing to fall behind, Ivok moves to assistance to Zigvigix in the Missile Bay comminicating with the others while en route.
"I feel quite confident in my own strength, I'm less so in my mechanical talents, especially measured against the rest of you. I won't concede defeat though, but I will be happy to offer my assistance on any engineering tasks rather than attempting such on my own."
A small drone picks up the Aid Token from Neon Ten, and flies it off to the crew of the SS Poblano!
Historia-7, leader of the Dataphiles, shows you the carrier ship’s science station on the bridge. “Thank you for your assistance. Once we jump into the Scoured Stars, we will need to scan the system to locate any survivors from the previous expedition. Please check connections and run tests on the ship’s computers to ensure the sensors, comms, and other critical systems are running without glitches.”
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Neon Ten quickly takes a seat.
Reaching into his cheek pouch, he draws out a a thin cable, removes the protective cap on the end, and plugs into the console. The cable is hanging out of his mouth like a piece of floss.
He starts the self-diagnostics while he is getting out his toolkit. He uses the toolkit to verify each connector is operating correctly. He looks over to the android and says “Let me know what systems you are checking Sev, so we can divide the labor. We can cross check each other’s logs as we complete tasks in order to verify everything.”
If anyone else wants to help, Neon will direct them to various tasks that will help him including keeping track of what hasn’t been done yet. It seems he only uses the checklist as a guideline rather than an absolute order of operations.
Venture-Captain Naiaj takes you to the hangar bay. The little gnome points to the fleet of Starfinder vessels waiting for launch. “All right, let’s get to work. See all these ships here? Work with the chief engineer to check the engines of these transports, fighters, and scout ships, and help her make any necessary adjustments.”
Radaszam, leader of the Acquisitives, waits for you in the cargo bay. The huge vesk has a holo clipboard with tons of checklists. “As you’ve probably surmised, things might get hairy once we’re in the Scoured Stars. Ain’t no glamor in this task, but it’s important—check these weapons, armor, medical supplies, and survival gear, and replace any faulty gear so we all might just make it back home alive.”
You meet with Zigvigix, leader of the Exo-Guardians, in the missile bay. Strawberry Machine Cake’s cheery tunes are blaring through the speakers in Ziggy’s power armor. “Hey! Thanks for showing up! I’ve got a special mission just for you! See those missile tubes? I need them checked to make sure that there’s nothing obstructing missiles from being launched, so could you climb or crawl in and have a look? I’m pretty sure it’s safe and we won’t accidently fire you into space!”
“If we can get this cleaned up quickly,” they say, antennae quivering, “it’s rice candy for everyone!”
Venture-Captain Arvin briefs you in the access corridor just outside the bridge. The handsome lashunta looks on you with relief. “Oh good, you’re here! I was hoping that I could get some veterans interested in this mission. Especially since so many of you are already celebrities....” He nods to Neon Ten, Antoine Desilet, Ivok Dracusk, and Sorami. “You folks have been everywhere on the newsfeeds of late!”
He grins, and then turns thoughtful. “Many Starfinders, especially newer recruits, fear what might await us in the Scoured Stars. Talk to your colleagues and see if you can lift their spirits. You have my permission to be creative— pep talks, jokes, or playing some music through the comm system are each valid options.”
Her nose and whiskers twitching, Fitch, leader of the Wayfinders, reads something on a large screen in the science lab while her children operate other consoles and devices. When one of her kids runs underfoot, she hands the tyke off to Ivok. “You look strong. Can you hold Fidget for a moment?” Fidget doesn’t seem to mind the transfer, and immediately attempts to explore Ivok’s pockets with somewhat damp fingers.
Fitch turns to all of you. “Hey, can you help me with something? What we have here is a database built from references to creatures in travelers’ logs and fragments of communication signals that were sent from the Scoured Stars before the force field appeared. Sift through the info and take notes on what kind of threats we might face.”
Fitch then pats one of her nearby children on the shoulder. “See this red guy here, Kirkath? Your notes should be: This is a balor demon, if you see one… RUN!”
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Sorami gets to quick work,
Sorami heads to the bridge. It looks like others of us are best at the computers here. I have some skill in the computers, after all how do I keep up with my adoring fans if I can't use a computer? Allow me to assist you, Neon Tan. Sorami begins to check the connections on the ship's bridge looking to Neon Tan for guidance.
Successful assist.
"Neon Tan could you also use my help with checking the engines?
Successful assist.
"A good mission requires a well maintained arsenal. This reminds me of the ad that I did for the stewards. Keep your gun clean, soldier!" Sorami flashes a smile as she checks weapons for faults. "I think Neon Tan could use my help on this one as well. Any particular group of weapons you think are the most likely to be broken?"
Successful assist.
"I am not afriad to get my 'rms dirty. Did I mention I do all my own stunts?" Sorami climbs into the missile tubes and gets to quick work slinking through them and getting them in tip top shape.
"Ah, here is where I shine. Mr. Desilets, I am ready for my close up. Sorami flashes one her of award-winning smiles and poses for
Antoine as she wishes the assembled soldiers good luck on the upcoming mission.
"Ah, more need for Engineering skills." Sorami once again follows Neon Tan's lead and sifts through the data with him.
Successful assist.
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When Sorami asks, Neon Ten quickly moves the cable to the side, smiles and says “Certainly! These sort of jobs go so much more smoothly when there are assistants!”
She points out a few things he had skipped off the checklist, and he quickly goes back to take care of them. Once done, he disconnects the cable and replaces the cap. Then the cable quickly retracts back into his cheek pouch.
As they are walking towards the engineering area, he chats with Sorami about her experience so as to better gauge what sort of tasks to assign.
As requested, Neon Ten checks with the chief engineer before going to work on the craft. As he undertaking the various tasks, he cheerfully chats about the work. When they come to something she is unfamiliar with, he leads her through the process. “Next time, you should be able to do it yourself!”
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“Radaszam! So good to see you again. Any more charity events on the near horizon?”
With the equipment checks, Neon Ten works on breaking the equipment down, cleaning it, and then reassembling it. He does a thorough check of the life support systems on all the armor. He runs tests on the weapon ammunition as well.
He has Sorami follow along on the process. With some of the Lashunta armor, he asks her a few questions.
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As he approaches the missile bays, he admits “This is something outside my normal skill set. Hopefully there will be some way I can help!”
Although he hasn’t trained for Zero-G, his small size does allow him to get into some of the more narrow areas. His ability to levitate comes in useful for some of the things situated higher up.
All through the process, his tail is twitching and his head bobbing to the sounds of Strawberry Machine Cake. It is obvious he is also a fan of the band.
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Neon Ten is happy to help put his fellow Starfinder at ease.
Neon Ten asks Antoine and Sorami to help him by providing some custom footage. He works with Sorami on the script.
Taking the custom footage and information from the various mission briefings, he quickly assembles feeds extolling the mission. It seems he has some personal knowledge of what went into some of the preparations.
Soon he has several short videos put together highlighting various aspects of the mission. He even embeds links that allow people to check the progress on the final preparations happening in other areas, scraping the data from the feeds in real time.
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Neon Ten smiles brightly, seeing so many of Fitch’s children with her in the lab.
He quickly focuses on the data for the sentient constructs, although he does help out a little with the other topics as well. He takes a few brief pauses during the work to chat with the kids, help them focus their attention so they are more of a help than a distraction.
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"Yes, of course I can!." Ivok unquestionably takes hold of Fidget as Fitch relays her request. The vesk spends most of his effort to fighting a losing battle to control of the little one, moving them from arm to arm as they find new pouches to discovering new cred sticks, insignia and batteries before throwing them to the floor. "Ah, a lot of life in you! This is very good! You would make great warrior, but I bet you make a better spaceship!" He attempts to entertain the child briefly holding them in the air making engine noises moving them around the open air of the room.
Eventually getting to the consoles, Ivok helps with the identification, but looks solemnly as Neon Ten reviews sentient constructs. "I can help classify some of those. In the last few months I have been looking into various forms of robotic life. They are still relatively uncommon though. Hopefully we don't need to fight against them. The automated machines are far more common. Those I'm sure we will come up against."
Ivok helps categorize though the research while entertaining the children trying to use his own experience with them to identify potential threats.
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“” Antoine Désilet, we have met before”. says the photojournalist while showing his press card. ” I have a special exception signed by Radovan and Miss Elsabo to be on board. I will document this event by taking pictures and by talking to a lot of picture. I will also try to not obstruct anyone and to help If I can. That said, there no time to waste. Bye!” Swiftly, he jumps at the side and take a picture of Naiaj with the other Starfinder and then left.
Antoine, photojournalist, does his job. Every corner, every room, every activity and every face he meets are scanned by his eyes as they search for the perfect picture. Even if he considers himself as an outsider, Antoine felt proud to where the Starfinder Society is now. In one year, they went to scrambling to keep the ship afloat to mounting a rescue expedition for their lost personnel.
” It is all because of the new generation of field agents that we can save them today”. muses to himself Antoine.
After the Scoured Stars incident, the photojournalist decided to cover the rise of the new generation and the reconstruction effort that follow. His editor at The homework wasn’t sure at first, but Antoine can be convincing when he wants. He may also have added a few white lies during the talk but that wasn’t important.
This was the best idea of his career. The new generation was full of colorful characters and the events they faced defies imagination. Cultists, new discovered races, terrorist attacks, strange worlds, infiltration of corrupt corporation… There was no end. The public loves their adventures. For them, the Starfinder were heroes and Antoine’s fame, as he was on field with them, grew.
Today, he cannot walk on the street without seen one of his pictures somewhere. Some people even recognize him.
” Anyway”, he reminds himself. “This must not distract me. I have a job to do.”
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Listening to the Venture-captain Arvin, Antoine nods.
” Ok. I will do it. But give me before your impression about this mission. What do you expect?”
After taking a few photos of Sorami’s performance, Antoine takes some distance and disguise himself into someone called Jacques Lemieux. He whispers to someone. “I heard that the Venture-Captain Arvin gives us a 10% bonus on our salary for this mission. What a generous guy!”
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Reaching into his cheek pouch, he draws out a a thin cable, removes the protective cap on the end, and plugs into the console. The cable is hanging out of his mouth like a piece of floss.He starts the self-diagnostics while he is getting out his toolkit. He uses the toolkit to verify each connector is operating correctly. He looks over to the android and says “Let me know what systems you are checking Sev, so we can divide the labor. We can cross check each other’s logs as we complete tasks in order to verify everything.”
Sev eyes the ysoki. "I admire your efficiency--combining repair operations with dental hygiene." he says, apparently with all seriousness.
"During our travels here, my audio receptors noted a 12% decrease in anticipated output of volume from the comm system that I believe is likely the result of a faulty circuit relay." Sev remarks as he removes a circuit panel to access the comm system. Attempting to match the efficiency of the ysoki, the android examines the circuit even as he uses it as a makeshift stylus to pull up system schematics for the sensors on a touch screen.
Spotting a redundancy in the sensor system that he believes is likely causing a minor feedback, he notes, "I believe the replacement of the power conduit in subsection G with a conductive insert would adequately amplify the receptive capabilities of the forward sensor array."
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Sev next approaches Fitch. In response to her description of the task ahead, the android notes, "The databanks of this updated techno-frame are broadly equipped to handle such operations. Indeed, I am the very model of a modern... I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral... I am capable of completing the assigned directive."
He begins with potential biological threats.
After some time, he moves on to assess mechanical threats.
He then tries his hand at identifying supernatural threats.
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"Yes sir. The newsfeeds have been a great promotion, I'll happily take any opportunity to try to inspire the newer members of the Society and they have been grand opportunity! I have much experience trying to inspire others. Let me see if I can work the fear out of them!"
Ivok move around to meet and greet various Starfinders sharing his stories of bomb disposal, alien worlds, and his encounters with other stars of the Pact Worlds. On find those who are a bit more wary or frightened of the upcoming mission, Ivok does his best to motivate them.
"It makes sense to be frightened. There is great danger in the unknown. I can't tell you what horrors you might meet out there." He takes him close, gesticulating out toward the starfield. "They wont carry this fear with them as you or I. That is why we are stronger. We carry something a far greater weight on our backs than they possibly can imagine. The dreams of our fellow Starfinders, the fates of those lost in the Scoured Stars, the hopes of their families. Every single bit weighing us down yet we still drive forward!"
"When you meet with any threat, you will push through them and through just they will feel the weight of the Society fall upon them! You are more than prepared to carry this weight. You are among the pride of the Starfinder Society!"
Gesturing to the whole of the ship and the crew Ivok ends by saying, "We will go out there and face this threat together! United as one! And we will show those in the darkness why they should feel fear."
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Arriving a little bit late is a very casually dressed android with a rather laid back air about them, although unlike the team's earlier introduction to each other, they are now dressed in D-Suit armor with a heavily augmented rifle slung in a utilitarian two-point harness across the chest-plate, in addition to a sidearm and a backpack nearly bursting at the seams with rock samples and other field gear. They arrive holding a travel canteen of hot, freshly brewed, coffee-scented synthetic oil in one hand and a data pad in the other. A small ruby-red LED is housed in the android's forehead - right where one might expect to find the metaphysical "third eye" of mystic lore. Following closely behind the android is a harried-looking but sharply dressed graduate student in her late twenties.
Nodding upon their arrival, the android puts the data pad away. "Ah, hello, Venture Captain Naiaj! I suspect you meet so many new Starfinders that we have not yet become automatically familiar yet! You can call me Al...2O3 - Planetary Geologist and Starfinder Mechanic, at your service." After a very brief pause and a gesture to the spacesuit-clad young woman walking just a bit behind them, "Oh, and this is Yang Xiao, my teaching assistant. She asked to come along on a field mission here or there, and she can be a rather persuasive speaker...and so here we are! Let's see how we can assist with preparations, shall we?"
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Al will first report to their faction's leader, Fitch, to work on threat analyses. After receiving their instructions from the ysoki, Al will give a pleasant (but obviously uncomfortable and mechanical/forced) smile to Kirkath. "Indeed! If faced with a balor, and not sufficiently prepared to deal with an outsider of such magnitude, running has the highest percentage rate of survival. However, once you are more experienced and have certain preparations made..." Al will continue ad nauseum on any information they might be able to obtain through records searches and their own personal experience.
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While Al is working on threat analysis and fleet readiness vectors, their teaching assistant, Yang, will make her way to the bridge area where some members of the team have already begun speaking to the less-experienced Starfinders. She will join in the conversation to assist where she can, extolling all that she's seen during the missions in which she came along with Al 2O3 and other Starfinder field agents.
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After finishing working with Fitch, Al will make their way to the science station on the bridge to ensure the data is being disseminated correctly. Once that is done, they will listen to Historia's request. "Certainly! I will run simulations on these systems using 'sample' data packets in-situ through the wireless links to the rest of the fleet. Expect results very shortly!" Al will try to coordinate data with other members of their team who may have begun working prior to their arrival.
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If time permits, Al will also head to assist the Acquisitives' leader, simply nodding at the vesk's request, moving to try and rapidly test each piece of equipment assembly-line-style by grabbing a unit, performing a simple and a complex test, then returning the items before side-stepping to the next one, removing faulty items to replace during their second pass, before moving on to the next type of item to be inventoried.
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"Yes Ziggy. Just make sure you don't purposefully launch us into space either! Hah!"
"Let me give you a hand. I'm very used to moving things. Just make sure to lift with your knees and don't put to much stress on your body."
Ivok spends time moving the heavier equipment as well as encouraging others to do the same while he rests.
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Ivok takes pleasure in even the minor task of gear check. "This feels good! A few months ago I didn't have much to myself aside training and exercise. I will say when Naiaj tested my skills back then I swear by all my honor that her glare alone could have cut me down! Now it much more like light radiation." He focuses on weapons and armor, hesitantly glancing at the medical resources. "Although, I still must admit I still have some distance to go before I'm truly confident in my abilities."
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"Ah, a lot of life in you! This is very good! You would make great warrior, but I bet you make a better spaceship!" He attempts to entertain the child briefly holding them in the air making engine noises moving them around the open air of the room.
With a chuckle, Neon Ten tells Ivok “You will want to check Fidgit’s cheek pouches before we leave. People joke that things teleport into the cheek pouches of pups.”
Eventually getting to the consoles, Ivok helps with the identification, but looks solemnly as Neon Ten reviews sentient constructs. "I can help classify some of those. In the last few months I have been looking into various forms of robotic life. They are still relatively uncommon though. Hopefully we don't need to fight against them. The automated machines are far more common. Those I'm sure we will come up against."
“Aballon is full of truly sentient robotic life forms. At times I wonder if there is some mystical connection between high concentrations of complex artificial intelligences and true sentience occurrences.”
Neon pauses in his work just long enough to take a tool away from Fidget as the pup is about to put it in their mouth. “Sometimes it is very difficult to tell the difference.”
“There is reason to believe that there may be non-living hostiles in the Scoured Stars system. I have no way of knowing if they will be technological constructs, mystic constructs, or undead. Best be ready for all three.”
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Antoine enters the room full of kids. He is pretty surprised to see them.
"Fitch...this is not something of my concern, but... shouldn't they be safe at Absolom station? Mine are."
Close to Antoine, there a small ally. His fixer in fact. He helps with the identification while Antoine plays with the children.
Your team flies everywhere, helping out wherever is needed! When doing the diagnostics for Historia-7, Neon Ten dives in with assistance from Sorami, Al and Antoine but Sev seals the deal as he ably sifts through all the data that can be found, catching a stray bit of code at the very last minute.
Historia-7 is very pleased with your work. “Allow me to share a priority code with you. I wouldn’t trust it to any ordinary team, but you have shown the aptitude to use it properly!”
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Neon Ten, Sorami, Al and Ivok do the most thorough engine check seen in the Armada, going over every part, and replacing or fixing worn-out parts on the fly. Your work meets even Naiaj’s approval, as the little bleachling raises a single gray eyebrow as she does a final inspection.
“Excellent work! Since you saved the Chief Engineer so much time, I took the liberty of asking her to add a booster switch to your ship. I think you’ll find it useful to your mission.”
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Ivok, Sorami and Neon Ten run diagnostics on all the gear, while Al sifts through it for worn or broken parts. Their inspection is thorough, going through everything on Radaszam’s extensive checklist!
“Heh, this is Awesome! And you know what ELSE is AWESOME?” The Vesk throws open a hither-to closed weapons locker. “These weapons I’m gonna lend you!”
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The sounds of Strawberry Machine Cake blare everywhere as Ziggy is dancing and singing along to their music.
- ♫ Where have the Starfinders gone
Out beyond the Scoured Stars?
Where’s First Seeker Jadnura’s call to take us all afar?
Isn’t there a Star Knight — with a zone of truth?
Late at night I seek and rue
The lost dreams of my youth
I need some heroes
I’m holding out for some heroes dashing and bright
They’ve gotta be strong
And they’ve gotta be fast
And they’ve gotta be fresh from the fight
I need some heroes
I’m holding out for some heroes to lead us to light
They’ve gotta be sure
And they’ve gotta be soon
And they’ve gotta lead us out right!
Lead us to right! ♫
Sorami slides through the tubes with all the artistry of a daredevil, assisted at various times by Ivok, Al and Neon Ten!
“Rice candy for everyone!” shouts the excited Ziggy.
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Neon Ten and Sorami both make celebrity appearances, but what carries the day is Ivok’s regimen of physical training and Antoine’s crazy rumor about a 10% pay boost. It’s so convincing, even Arvin becomes convinced he said it.
“Oh, thanks for reminding me that I need to raise everyone’s pay for this dangerous mission, Antoine!” Arvin says sincerely.
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Distracted by all of Fitch’s adorable children, Sorami, Neon Ten and Ivok find themselves turned into baby sitters. Ivok is especially good at it, turning the squirming Fidget into the best spaceship ever, and causing the baby to giggle endlessly.
Fortunately, both Sev and Al stays on task with the analysis and save the day! Fitch peruses the analysis with a keen eye. “Excellent work, you two. This information may save lives, including your own.” She takes Fidget back from Ivok with a grin. “And thank you for watching this little handful for me!”
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“There is reason to believe that there may be non-living hostiles in the Scoured Stars system. I have no way of knowing if they will be technological constructs, mystic constructs, or undead. Best be ready for all three.”
Ivok checks his gear, drawing a wet datapad from Fidget's moth.
"I have had experience with the first and last, but I have not a construct running on just magical power as of yet. I do admit I'm no expert there. It is harder sometimes for me to tell an AI from a truer intelligence. Even then, the line there is somewhat scorched and hard to read. Have you met with many sentient machines yet yourself?"
Fitch's thanks put a smile onto Ivok's face. "It was my pleasure. I'm very used to working with people who don't want to listen to my instructions with even more screaming. This felt much easier and relaxing."