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Oud starts off introductions. Hello there. We mean no harm! We just want to talk. I am Oud, and these are my Starfinder companions! He gestures for each of them to let them speak for themselves. He continues. We talked to the unicorn and the yetis… and we’re trying to get a better idea of each group. You were looking for an herb of sorts?
"Oud, how about you, got any muddy unicorn theories?" Oud turns to Navasi. Curious as he keeps his eyes on it. Whispering. Overwhelmed with the feeling to squeeze it for being so cute yet revere it for its majesty. Of course! The hooves, Navasi! Woah. It an honest-to-goodness, organic, adequately moist, high-protein, salon-grade styled, pristine...He ran out of adjectives to convey his esoteric impression on the unicorn. ...unicorn. He turns to Anock and follows how she introduces herself and the team. Then, to GRIM*! and how he takes in the team's pleas to be chill around the unicorn. Oud, still hovering and carrying Anock, speaks appreciatively. My face might not show it, but I am in awe. Those mushrooms... They were cultivated with intention and care. All thanks to its diligent steward, no doubt.
Oud nods at GRIM*!. The mukfurs! Yeah! It's in their name too... The mushrooms has a level of care that is not natural. Someone, maybe the hoofed creature-s...? I'm following on what you Anock are saying..." I agree. Let's avoid the mushrooms altogether. Though... I can fly, and I am made of gas... So, mud shouldn't really dirty me? We have to pass through the mud. Oud lit up as he came up with an idea. Anock! Why don't I carry you? And I can fly, so problem solved! He places his hands on his hips in satisfaction.
Oud was a bit out-of-it having absorbed the smoke while being made of gas himself. His voice was considerably deeper in pitch. Like he was about to burp. "These yetis know how to throw down... Woah! My voice! I sound like a Veskarium general, do I Grimalki? Or like a pharmaceutical ad voice-over, hmm Anock? Why don't I snag some of what the yetis were imbibing and let's get ready to rumbbbbbllllleeeee...! ...any micro-organisms at the swamp."
Oud peeks down at the muddy ditch, and is softened by his own chuckles on how a simple task brings so much happiness to these yetis. He almost slips on the slippery ground before seeing GRIM*! jump across the ditch. He hollers at GRIM*! Woah! Just like one of your finishing moves! Such a pro. He claps. He waves at Anock, Grimalki, the yetis, and Xylavol. He flexes performatively, and makes a show of the whole thing. He’s nervous. Faking the confidence. Sure, he can fly, but playing along seems more appropriate right now. The yetis seem so nice! He projects his voice. Trying to rally even his teammates with their interests with his pumped-up enthusiasm. “No germs will get past me! No mud too dirty! You’re all going to be so impressed… uh… it makes the Veskarium look silly! So, watch this! I. AM. OUD! RAHH!” He makes a running jump. Hoping to not slip, before leaping as he…
Oud was the last to approach the group of intoxicated yetis. Tying them up… they seem out if it already… This is looking to be a first contact situation… He glances to Anock. Good idea on the PPE. He now looks to both Grimalki and Anock. I’ll take a closer look, and find this substance they are ingesting. And see if they need medical attention. Be ready to introduce yourselves. And maybe play good cop? Oud strikes a confident pose and struts. His armor bulges a bIt as his buoyancy adjusted to allow him to fly. Heads up GRIM*!. I am landing on you to make them laugh and take us less seriously. He conveys this telepathically. He lands gently on top of GRIM*!’s shoulders. He firsts tries to speak to the yetis verbally with cheer and enthusiastic body language. If that doesn’t work, he tries to communicate with his limited telepathy. He continues building on the questions GRIM*! already asked. Yes! We are new to this place. We might be neighbours?! Oud points to himself. Oud. He then points to GRIM*!, then turns his back as a small display of trust to point to Anock and Grimalki to let each of his teammates introduce themselves before pointing back at the yetis. Hoping that they get the gist and introduce themselves.
Oud turns and nods at everyone's input. He takes out his datapad and types some words and draws diagrams on this advanced technology. "I! AM!" He tries to follows GRIM*!'s advice. Still faceless. He bobs his head to the song. "Right! Sounds like someone is home. Where on the map...?" He agrees with Anock with the map having no current location identifier. "...It isn't a theme park at least, it seems? With two residents." He jokes."Dominance... Conquest... Sounds like typical awards season in music. And the worse part are the fans and stans. We got some cutthroat competition for best vocals. This isn't battle music, is it?" He looks to Grimalki. He lets Anock shoo him, following the singing, hopefully with adept stealth.
Oud stands up to shake Venture Captain Kunoris Vex's hand (or simply nod) before being shooed to the exit by Anock. "I... Yes! Report, Explore, Cooperate!" He walks as he talks. Firstly to GRIM*!. "Wrestling has been a fascinating topic for some time now. It's a conversation without words! This new form of mine is new... and I think... on the Absalom infosphere, were you fighting on Akiton recently? What stuck with me was... how you carry yourself so confidently without the guarantee of success." "I do like to wrestle... but I don't think I'm particularly appealing to fight." He rubs his arm bashfully. He turns to Anock. "I'm good on stuff. I'm just a bit excited now... We don't know what's at that vault! Do you need help with sanitizing?"
On one of the chairs is a person of turquoise gas encased in a hermetic humanoid-shaped suit draped in plain second skin armor. He claps to GRIM*’s flashy entrance. He waves cheerfully to GRIM*’s camera. “Hello! Hi. I’m so envious of you all. Having faces and all that… unique anatomy. Very expressive! I always have to be careful with my body language.” “Thank you for having us, Venture Captain. Though, hiring a hireling isn’t a bad idea…” He nods to Xylavol. “Right! Introductions… I am 703 ni Oud. Any variation would suffice. Though, Oud is a cute diminutive I am starting to be fond of.” “So… this is Salvation’s End? What’s the deal with that? I love its confidence. And doors and vaults? Like AbadarCorp vaults? Treasure of all kinds inside, perhaps?” |
