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Spinning Falcon joins in with the dancing, flipping and flying to and fro. He sings along with the music with a series of beeps and flashes his lights in tune with the beat. His patterns repeat in the same way Rose-5's do—this is a formulaic dance that the two of them have practiced many times before. The social interaction and public-facing speech have tired him out, so he mostly spends time with Rose-5 after returning to the ship rather than speaking with the other Starfinders much. Still, in between hours in the machine shop with Rose-5, he takes some time to hang out with his new friend Tyus.

"Targeting system rebooted. Targeting system online." A pair of electrical arcs zooms out from Falcon's static arc pistol.

Spinning Falcon's full attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Spinning Falcon's static arc pistol: 1d6 ⇒ 4
Spinning Falcon's full attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Spinning Falcon's static arc pistol: 1d6 ⇒ 3

One misses wildly, arcing into the ceiling, but the other at least looks like it may reach its target, or at least come close.

"Targeting computer performance satisfactory."

In an attempt to keep Rose-5's spirits high, Spinning Falcon jumps in to her hammy attack routine.
"Triple Attack Affirmative! Target acquired, lock on and fire!"
Spinning Falcon's full attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Spinning Falcon's static arc pistol: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Spinning Falcon's full attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Spinning Falcon's static arc pistol: 1d6 ⇒ 2

"ERROR ERROR ERROR Target Not Found. Commence location protocol."

With a bit of help from Rose, Spinning Falcon makes a full attack on Verity.

Spinning Falcon's full attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Spinning Falcon's static arc pistol electric damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Spinning Falcon's full attack vs EAC: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Spinning Falcon's static arc pistol electric damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Bah!" Falcon calls out. "Blasted pistol. You won't be so lucky next time, Verity!"

With the extra little boost from Rose-5, Spinning Falcon moves all the way up to the end of the corridor and peeks around the corner. Seeing no one to announce just yet, he fidgets with anticipation, flapping the tiny bronze wings that decorate the outer rim of his chassis.

For his part, Falcon isn't quite ready to talk to the other team. Instead, he flies gracefully up and past Zez'ka. As he passes Rose-5, he does a little pirouette in the air, beeping merrily as he goes.

Falcon says in a playful voice, “I think I've done a good job keeping them from knowing I can speak, so I expect they'll underestimate me. I'll take to the sky and watch for signs of sneaky flag-thieves. If I find them, I'll point them out with a handy trail of arcing electricity. I *would* offer to let you glue a flag to my chassis if it were smaller, Rose, but honestly, flying with a thing like that? I'd look utterly ridiculous, even if my propulsors were strong enough to stabilize me.” His ocular sensors widen as he looks around at the group, hoping to have surprised at least someone.