Y2K point sit out to Jered, and in just a few seconds, he has it worked out. It's a bit amusing really, triggering it would have simply meant getting foamed up for a few hours.
Flush easily resets the extinguisher to normal, allowing the door to be safely opened...
Sort of. It's hot in here, and there are some discarded shields which make the area a bit nauseated.
This area consists of two adjoining chambers. Four large containment capsules fill the fore room, three of which hold stasis-locked objects, including a tablet, a strange curved sword, and an odd spiral of bioluminescent coral. A crack leaks fluid from the fourth capsule, which displays a foot-wide breach near the bottom. The aft room contains several desks, each hosting a deactivated computer terminal.
There's a trash can on the table that.... doesn't look right. It's... off. It's like it hits your eyes at a different frame rate...
Obozaya is nonplussed by the stifling heat, and hums quietly to herself as she makes her way across to the boxes and stuff on the far right side of the room.
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"Oh, this heat is something else. I'd still take it over that crowd we dealt with for that CD. Let's catch this little guy quickly..." Kharos says while panting as the heat drains him.
"Wait, y'all hold tight. There is something...wrong. On the table...who puts a trash can on the table?" he says motioning for them to stay.
Kharos directs his consciousness to the can... and indeed, it is giving off thoughts!?
Hunger... such hunger. Not malicious. more like.... it just woke from hibernation. You get the feeling that it's trying to hide because it's scared of this strange environment. The cravings seem to be for.... energy.
It starts to sink in... the children's pet is some kind of first unknown alien! First contact!
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"Well, they have a pet trashcan. It doesn't seem like it wants to hurt us. It is scared and hungry. Looks like it has been scavenging around in here looking for an energy source." Kharos muses to the group.
He asks the group if they can figure out a way to feed the creature so they can try and get it back into one of the stasis pods.
I'll take an Engineering, Life Science, or Medicine check.
I'll take an Engineering, Life Science, or Medicine check.
It seems to crave Energy, perhaps a battery placed next to it...
Y2K examines the ...object. It seems like it's hungry, though it's so alien it's hard to tell. When energy sources get close, the cloaking ability begins to falter....
Obozaya shrugs and pulls out a shock grenade, setting it hear the trashcan alien. Might as well see if it wants to eat this, she says. I haven't found a use for it yet...
The vesk gives the trash can a shock grenade. It immediately morphs into a strange creature full of chitinous plates and joints. It gobbles the grenade in a matter of seconds.
It immediately snuggles up next to Obozaya! If only ALL first contacts were so easy.
A moment later, Fitch comes over the comm asking for an update.
Obozaya lets the whatever-it-is curl up and puts a protective arm around it, glaring at Jered as the mechanic snickers. She completely ignores Fitch on the comm.
Fitch, "WOW! That's excellent! I'll assemble a first contact team. I hope we can learn more of the alien’s language, and culture, and diet, and reproductive habits, and genetics! Great job team. We should be good to go from here. I'll report back, truck on down to Guidance at your earliest convenience."
The intelligence once again presents itself in a holographic form—this time taking on the appearance of a wizened male korasha lashunta— to congratulate you on your successful missions. It goes on to state that in the aftermath of the Scoured Stars incident, the Society needs skilled agents more than ever, and that it sees potential in YOU as you start your new careers as Starfinder field agents.
By not only completing all your missions, but completing them WELL, your reputation within the organization quickly begins to grow.
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