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There are several ancient Kishalee datapads here, but they are all too badly damaged to salvage any information from them.
The cabinet evidently held food and drink, but they have all long since rotted away, leaving nearly empty containers behind.
The thin tendrils of mold are spread throughout the walls and ceiling here.
Hey guys, be careful it looks like all this mold is what is holding this entire place together.
"Perhaps we should back out and see if there is a safer way..."
After hearing Bepo's warning, Rags backs slowly out the way he came.
"No worries! I'll send Elliot to do a quick perimeter search."
Meanwhile Tiktik will gather up a datapad or two, to try to study its technology later. Afterwards he will examine the door to the north for traps, hazards, or and any sound beyond.
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From Elliot's sweep of the compound, it appears the fungus has spread throughout the entire compound, including through the roof, where dozens of fruiting bodies have burst up through the ceiling.
The door on the northern edge of the entrance room appears to be stuck shut from the mold tendrils, like the front door was. Beyond that there don't appear to be any hazards here.
it is probably too late for that. We probably have spores growing im our lungs already. Well beings who actually need to breathe already. Worst case scenario we run you through the magic healing chamber. What is the worst that could happen talek pulls out his cryo rifle and activates his armors protection
"Hm. Is this the place that the others were supposed to be? And if so... how did this much mold spread so quickly?"
L makes a shrugging gesture from deep within the hydrobody.
"Ah well. I guess we should turn on some extra protections, if nothing else but to keep us from spreading this around when we leave."
L activates his suit's protections and pulls his Static Arc Pistol, but switches it to non-lethal.
”Good idea!” the ysoki says as he activates his own Environmental seals and relays Elliot’s findings to the group.
After Elliot returns, Tiktik turns to Bepo, ”The door’s stuck. Think you can give it a nudge?”
"Environmental suit protections are one thing, but they won't save you if the ceiling collapses on top of you. From what Bepo says, this mold is the only thing supporting this structure. How sturdy can it be? I would be carefull 'nudging' anything, including stuck doors. This is a good time for communication and deliberate actions. Not rash decision making."
Yeah I agree with Ragabash and Jax. This whole place is being held together by this mold, if we do something wrong it could all crumble. Someone like myself needs to be careful in my movements in this place.
"Hmm, fair point. Sorry, Bepo! I certainly didn't mean to put you in harms way. Unfortunately Elliot didn't spot any other entrances so we are going to have to either open the door or make a new one. Let me see if I can assess the structure and find out what's load-bearing and what isn't so we can figure out the safest way further into the building."
"Bah, you guys had me worried over nothing." he says as he pulls the door open and peers beyond.
Better safe then sorry.
Moved Bepo into the room.
"Mold is an agent of decay and not known for its structural stability. I'll wait out here incase you all need to be dug out. Keep your comms open."
"Well then, let us proceed."
L will motion for Bepo to open the door.
Bepo will move forward and open the door.
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It takes a bit of muscle, but Bepo shoves the door open, tearing strands of mold and fungus aside as he does.
A hallway stretches out. There are two doors on the north end of the hall, and three to the south. The hall curves to the north at the eastern end.
Patches of white fungus cover the walls here. Everything is silent and still.
Looking into the hallway for signs of anything besides fungus.
Then approaches the first door on the left and tries to open it.
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There appears to be little here of interest besides the mold.
The door requires a good deal of force from L to force open, but eventually he does.
This spacious room is a wide swath of small, gray hillocks covering what might have once been a collection of desks and chairs. Two doors exit the room to the south. There is a doorway to a smaller room to the northwest, and a short hallway leads east past two other doors.
Tiktik will stealthily creep down the short hallway and peek around each corner, while his drone hangs back a bit.
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To the right are more cubicles. To the left appears to be some sort of kitchen. Though this room is as covered in mold as the rest of the building, the smell here is somehow even worse. A foul, rotting odor wafts from what appears to be an open unpowered refrigeration unit. Rotting cabinets, some whose doors have long ago fallen off, hang on the walls, and parts of a small, round table peek out from under a mound of mold.
If you're environmental protections weren't active, you would likely be having some problems right now.
Tiktik gives B-Bop an enthusiastic thumbs up as the air filter gauge lights up on his suit. He makes a mental note to rummage around more thoroughly later, but first he wants to make sure there aren't any of those Eohis that Tzayl warned the group of, lurking about.
He continues to creep forward, while Elliot patrols the other side of the cubicles.
Talek moves in and begins looking for anything useful
Bepo will look at Rags that's standing outside. Come on Ragabash, if L thinks it's fine then we should be fine. Bepo will squeeze down the hall and look in the first door.
Tiktik will give the offices a closer look, checking to see if there are working computer terminals or files still intact.
”Drat. My mind is slipping these days. I was about to tease Mr. Rags for his overly cautious approach. Seeing as it’s usually cats that are of the “scaredy” variety. No offense to Jax of course” L shifts to a shade of violet. ”Rags, I can offer you a spell that might help protect you from the environment. I use it on myself all the time.”
"Do you have a spell that increases the structural stability of millenia old decaying buildings? I'm fine waiting outside. Really. Thank you.. I'll be here if you need me. I don't trust the agent of decay to keep the building from crushing me. Someone should wait outside incase the worst happens."
"Fair enough. I'll keep my comms open. Let us know if you see anything."
L will return to the small hallway, check out the door, and then try to open it.
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In the kitchen, buried in the mold, Talek finds a pair of serums of enhancement (scientist).
Tiktik and Elliot happen upon a hidden compartment in the larger of the two offices, stashed away in a false bottom at the bottom of the desk. Inside is a small, purple crystal.
L manages to force the door at the end of the hall open, revealing a short hall connecting to the longer one.
L will move into the hallway and peek around the corner, waving at the large bear friend.
Tiktik and Elliot come down the hall and join up with Bepo. He will give the door a quick once over for hazards and sounds of movement inside, then if all clear he will open it up.
Seeing that Tiktik and Bepo have that door handled, L turns to the door he passed in the hallway, checks it out, then tries to open it.
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Bepo and Tiktik look into what appears to be some sort of meeting space. Some of the ruined gear here might be audiovisual equipment of some kind. There doesn't appear to be anything worthwhile here, though.
L's room contains three tables, and while mold has crept up onto most of the them, one of the tables has a large untouched patch about two feet in diameter. A roughly square hunk of metal, plastic, and crystal sits in the center of the open space, its sides covered with alien symbols and bits of circuitry. The filaments of mold covering the walls seem to be moving ever so slightly, as if a faint draft were blowing, though the air is still. A door leads out to the west, and another leads to the south.
Tiktik sighs disappointedly at the utter lack of buttons to push and bad guys to shoot in the face.
He quickly moves on to the next door and yanks it open.
Over comms. Hey, I found a thing. Come check this out.
Over comm moving up.
Over Comms, We are gonna check this room really quick and then we will be there. Bepo moves up with Overclock and opens the door.
Theres an interesting looking box here. I’m gonna touch it.
Stepping just inside the room, a playful grin crosses L face as he casts Ghost Sound, then makes sounds of many voices shouting echo near the doorway to the room.
"Is everything alright? I heard shouting. Everyone check in."
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Bepo and Tiktik peer into a room that looks much like the first did. A search turns up nothing salvageable.
As L is enjoying his joke, he sees dozens, then hundreds, of the filamentary strands begin pushing through the wall to the south. In a rush, thousands of wormlike strands begin forming into a a solid, endlessly writhing mass of wiggling mold folicles.
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