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Lunar-17 coughs and gags as the toxic gas engulfs her. "My eyes! The goggles do nothing!" she wails as she staggers over towards some nearby crates, seeking cover. Once there, she calls on her mystic powers to fire a beam of mind-assaulting eldritch energy from the dark spaces between the stars at the elemental.
”This time, for sure!” Lunar-17 says, not letting her initial failure get her down. This time, she does much better.
Lunar-17's analytical mind attempts to discern the pattern of the traffic flow to keep up with the drone.
"No, not Tierny! No, no!" Lunar-17 gasps at the news of the anacite's shutdown. When the hologram asks them to solve the murder, the android reaches up to resolutely adjust her detective hat. "Well, now. The game is afoot." She leaps to her feet when the laser blast disrupts the hologram. She draws her arc pistol and points it towards where the drone disappeared. "Quick! Stop that drone!"
As the three people chat, a fourth person approaches the table. She is an android with bright blue hair that matches the faintly glowing circuitry that adorns her face and hands. She is dressed in a trenchcoat and fedora, affecting the look of a holovid detective. She gives the human, the kasatha, and the vesk appraising looks before she tips her hat at them. "How are you gentlemen!! All your incredulous static are belong to us," she says by way of greeting. She smirks as she takes a seat. "I am Lunar-17, or you may know me by my infosphere handle, xXL00n4R-7tEeNXx. I like to solve mysteries and I'm perpetually online. And also I'm mystically connected to the Akashic Record?" The android shrugs casually. "Anybody seen Tierny yet?" |
