"I figured you might be considering salvage. I mentioned as much to the Stationmaster, who did NOT seem fond of the idea." He shrugged one shoulder. "I'm neutral on that either way." He nods by way of hello. "Hello, Hamster. Hello, Eschade. Hello, Lyrr. You can call me Adrius."
He looks around the well-appointed medical bay. "Quite an unusual place, isn't it? But something about it makes it seem ... like a museum piece, not a lived-in space vessel. Everything's so very clean. Where is the evidence of the crew?"
Adrius indicates the door with the keycard. "I don't know if I could fake a keycard, but you all could try shutting down the power, might free up access to the locked interior doors."
"Adrius, is it? Well, welcome aboard. If you're willing to pitch in, we're welcome to have you."
He looks about the room, really taking stock of it for the first time. "Yes, it is very pristine, other than the engines dying. It is enough to wonder if it was ever crewed at all. We've yet to find any evidence of a crew."
As Lyrr searches the medical bay and Adrius begins looking over the door, he starts singing under his breath as he looks the room.
"I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the beguine"
As Adrius opines that shutting down power might help open the door, he nods. "The engines are back that way. We can likely shut power down there. I'd rather try to find a keycard first, so let's keep that as a backup option. As for any possible salvage, we can reserve judgement on that until we have determined if there is an actual crew onboard."
Heading over to the South Eastern doors, he taps the panel that opens those doors and waits for what they reveal.
Lyrr takes some special interest in the prosthetic limb, examining it carefully for any hidden secrets.
As they examine the device, they greet the newcomer absently. "Good cycle. It is a pity that you turned out not to be an A.I. That would have been more interesting, but I suppose that can't be helped." They look up at the Lashunta suddenly, as if a thought suddenly struck them. "Can it?"
"Good cycle. It is a pity that you turned out not to be an A.I. That would have been more interesting, but I suppose that can't be helped." They look up at the Lashunta suddenly, as if a thought suddenly struck them. "Can it?"
Adrius frowns. "Er, no ... I don't believe so. I'm pretty much stuck being a non-artificial intelligence. I'm an organic intelligence. Is organic the opposite of artificial?" Adrius shrugs, never a fan of Common language classes.
"Ooh!" He points a blue finger up. "But I have very limited telepathy. Does telepathy work with androids? Shall we give it a try?" He looks eager for Lyrr to say yes.
You head across the entertainment room and open the southeastern doors. The room beyond is decorated in basalt, brass, and steel including metal lounge chairs around low metal tables. The walls and ceiling gleam with polished metal, except for tiny red and white tiles forming inset mosaics of elegant trees, their leaves countless tiny flames that light the room. Three recessed ceramic tubs with openings for massage jets sit empty in the floor, one big enough for several smaller humanoids.
"Hot tubs? Med Bay, entertainment suite, and now this... Is this some kind of cruise ship?"
"Ooh!" He points a blue finger up. "But I have very limited telepathy. Does telepathy work with androids? Shall we give it a try?" He looks eager for Lyrr to say yes.
"No," Lyrr replies, rather abruptly, as they put some distance between themselves and the lashunta, turning their attention to the new room.
"If it is ... then it's only for a very specific type of clientel, I'm thinking." Adrius doesn't show any outward disappointment about Lyrr's behavior; he's seen this sort of thing before.
"Still, unless it was on its way to pick up its first-ever passengers ... there should be some evidence of the people who were on board. Crew? Maybe we just haven't gotten to that part of the ship yet."
Hamster goes to the NW door and opens it.
”Well met Adrius!” Eschade smiles primly, but says nothing beyond that.
”Perhaps the crew never made it aboard and the vessel itself is more of a...distress signal...” Eschade offers, gazing with a wistful yearning at the massage and hot-jet tubs.
”I think we should definitely claim this vessel...” she murmurs, following the others.
Leaving the hot tub room for the enjoyment of whatever other creatures there are here on the ship, you move on. You open the northwestern door to enter a long room that looks to be a combination galley and dining room. A wraparound grill occupies the center of the room, designed for the cooks to stand behind while diners sit at the surrounding brass bar and watch their food being prepared. Brass cabinets line the walls, along with two culinary synthesizers and doors to port and forward. Several of the cabinets have been broken open, and cooking utensils are scattered across the floor. Above, twin almond-shaped domes show the stars outside.
"Well, something has certainly been in this room.... and appears to be hiding in the grill there."
Raising his voice, he calls out from the doorway. "You in the grill! Are you a member of the crew? Show yourself."
Adrius steps through the doorway, quickly stepping to the side to leave enough room for others to enter, and drawing a very small ivory-colored metallic firearm from its holster. He gives a quick glance to see if there's any good places to be stealthy. Doesn't seem like it, unless one could hid behind one of the serving bars.
Turning back to Eschade, he asks, "Were you the one earlier who warned about fire creatures on the loose? I wonder if this could be another one?"
"Yea, that was me." Eschade nods. She looks at the implement in question.
"In the grill? Seems appropriate...."
Just to be sure, she stands still and levels her sidearm at the cooking area.
The giggling doesn't seem to have a reply, save to continue its giggling. Adrius can pinpoint the location of the giggling, and points to two different grills, neither of which would fit anything within them larger than a tiny creature.
Lyrr waits to see what happens before they find a spot to shoot from, not willing to jump out without more information.
Adrius removes the grill grates, which can be taken off for cleaning. Nothing flies out to jump at you, but the giggling ensues.
Grumbling under his breath about invisible flame demons who like practical jokes, Hamster decides to walk around the room, scanning for anything of value.
If he makes it through the room unmolested, he'll head to the western door and prepare to open it.
"May as well keep moving. If the thing wants to play a prank on us it will, whether we are prepared or not.
Come to think of it, why to creatures who live inside a star need grills?"
"A perfectly valid question. I suppose this place is for the rich upper-crust fire creatures who live inside of a sun."
Adrius follows after Hamster.
Hamster walks in, on guard and expecting something awful and hot, as he'd seen with the majority of this ship so far. Of course, as he does, the giggling ensues, until three little creatures leap out of the grills to attack!
These things are obviously at least partially made of fire, and they resemble tiny lizards with onion shaped heads. They hiss as they approach.
The little lizards leap at you, jumping on you and slamming away at you with tiny, flaming paws. One jumps on Adrius, and the other two leap at Ham.
Hamster is able to wear the blows of the tiny creatures without actually getting hurt, but the one on Adrius finds a weak spot, and does some damage.
Realizing he can't shoot his gun in close proximity, Adrius draws a short tactical baton from its place on his belt and attempts to use the sudden change of weapon to his advantage.
If he can 5-foot step to the north directly, he'll do so.
"Ouch! A little help here?" he says to the various people standing at the doorway.
Adrius swiftly draws his baton and whacks at the little beast upon him. His subsequent hit nearly cracks the creature flat, and it seems more than a little woozy.
Carefully moving away from the creatures, Hamster quickly aims the rifle and fires at the nearest creature.
Watching for the inevitable, Lyrr takes aim a ray of ice at the little creature attacking Adrius
Bal'nek moves up to swing at the little creature on Adrius. His solarian blade slashes across and cuts the creature into two segments as his blade narrowly misses opening Adrius's skin instead.
Ham and Lyrr fire away, but the darting creatures are nearly impossible to hit as they frantically dart about, giggling.
Eschade shoots at one of the lil grillers.... and near blows her other hand off...
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After Eschade's shot goes awry, the little creatures once again leap at Hamster and Adrius, trying gleefully to bash the much cooler creatures. It seems as if they're merely attempting to sow mayhem.
Continuing to back away carefully, Hamster fires again.
As the little critter jumps at Adrius, the Lashunta swats at it in an attempt to knock it off, but the little creature takes the hit and still finishes its leap to land a fatal blow on Adrius, scorching his face in the process.
Hamster backs away and fires again, this time hitting one of the little creatures. It quite literally pops, sending goo spraying about.
Eschade’s eyebrows raise in renewed estimation of the causal life-flow, then seeks to bring the grill-pop’s to a resounding finis.
Eschade fires away, around Adrius, and the little critter falls off of the Lashunta, seemingly dead.
As you can now look around this room, you see that this is a very well set up kitchen, and probably has some items worth salvage - like maybe the culinary synthesizers built into the grills. They'd take a good 10 minutes to remove though.
Retrieving Adrius' healing serum, Hamster applies it to the prone Lashunta.
Culinary Synthesizer
This marvel of modern culinary preparation is a small cube with a control panel on one side and a hatch on another. Using chemical reactions combined with high pressures, a culinary synthesizer converts UPBs into edible foodstuffs, allowing you to craft normal food and drink without using the Life Science skill. Culinary synthesizers are the source of much of the mass-produced food consumed in the Pact Worlds.
A culinary synthesizer comes preprogrammed with a variety of simple meals. You enter the type of meal you want into the synthesizer’s control panel and add an amount of UPBs equal to the meal’s price into the cube’s transformation chamber; the synthesizer reconstructs the UPBs into the desired meal. More advanced culinary synthesizers can be programmed to create intoxicants and other food products (such as field rations and R2Es), as well as individual foodstuffs and ingredients, including analogues of animal products, vegetable products, spices, and more; this requires a number of UPBs equal to the final price of the food product or ingredient. You can then combine these foodstuffs and ingredients into full meals using the craft food or drink task of the Life Science skill.
A culinary synthesizer is a technological item that is usually plugged in to draw power from the local energy grid, but most models come equipped with a manual turn crank that enables them to function when not connected to an external energy source. A culinary synthesizer plugged into an energy grid can create a number of meals (or individual food products) equal to its level in 1 minute. When you power it using the turn crank, a synthesizer can convert 1 UPB into food for each minute that it is cranked.
The quality of food and meals a synthesizer can create depends on its model, as described below (see page 233 of the Core Rulebook for more information on food and drink).
SFS Legal Culinary Synthesizer, Mk 1
Source Starfinder Armory pg. 129
Category Personal Items (Culinary Synthesizer)
Level 1;Price 400; Bulk 1
Description
You can create only poor-quality meals.
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Adrius looks back up at Hamster as he comes to.
"I had a dream. But it wasn't a dream, it was a place. And you ... and you and you were there ..."
He looks around. "Oh, hells. We're still in this place."
Stowing the rifle away, Lyrr gets to work on the synthesizers. "Low-quality synth food better than Hamster's cooking."
"I won't argue with you about that. I'd much rather let the machines to the cooking." He goes around, shaking the grill and looking under tables and in cupboards, making sure there are no more of the creatures.
"If there is a crew alive on this thing, they are going to need to answer for leaving so many violent creatures hanging around." He chuckles, "That's probably why the whale was chasing the ship."
Once Adrius is done catching his breath, Hamster heads to the western door and opens it.
Hamster hits the panel at the wall by the western door, and the door, after a pause, opens. Almost immediately, the force of a vacuum pulls Hamster against the wall just beside the door. Adrius and Bal'nek are pulled in as well, as the room beyond the west is apparently breached!
In the brief moment before trying to stop himself from hurtling into the room, Hamster can see within. This long chamber has bunk alcoves cordoned off by curtains embroidered with scenes of a city wreathed in flame. Some curtains have been drawn and snapped into place, but others hang unsecured. Beneath each visible bunk is a footlocker. The padded alcoves look plush and comfortable, but contain no linens and appear to have never been moved.
Hamster flies into the room to crash into the port wall, upsetting the bunk there and sending curtains flying.
Bal'nek holds himself off of the wall of the galley, just barely inches from slamming his face against the wall.
Hamster flies into the breached room, his armor pressurizing instantly as it detects a vacuum. He slams into the far wall soundlessly and makes no further movement.
Bal'nek yells out against the sound of rushing air. Ham's hurt! Someone get over here and help me get him out of there!
The burly Vesk indicates the room beyond, waving you over.
Eschade calmly ties her spotlight to her cable line and attempts to wedge it into...something. Then she addresses Lyrr.
”Hold the spotlight in place. I’m going to tie this other end around my waist and go in toward the others...” Eschade waits for Lyrr to confirm.
Eschade calmly ties her cable line to her heavy spotlight, and attempts to wedge the stand into...something.
Then she addresses Lyrr, indicating the spotlight.
”Hold this in place - I will tie this other end around my waist, and thus secured, go in after the others.” Eschade waits for Lyrr to confirm.