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[exorion]

Who: Cayde-6 (exorion) and his FIRETEAM || Cayde-6 (exorion) and team Rescue This Dumb Robot
When: Backdated for Day 8
Where: IT'S IN THE FRAKKING SHIP
What: Exploration & also Cayde has an accident

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TEAM EXPLORING TEAM

[exorion]

[He's been through the ship once or twice by now, trying to see what he can find and anything at all that might be useful long-term. So far? A gun with no charge and a couple of over-the-shoulder weapon holsters he passed out to the other two with him, just in case.]

[(They don't work great with rifles, but he'll manage.)]

[Cayde looks between the two coming with him on this particular jaunt, carefully breaking a pearl in his hand to boost his suit back up to 100%, and gestures in two directions with no small amount of excitement in his voice.]

So. This way: Cockpit. [And he points with his other hand] Or that way? Mystery.

[Which way team?]

[resnipstance]

Hmmmm. I've seen cockpits before. My vote is mystery!

SUB-LEVEL 9

[exorion]

[Cayde's first thought when he falls, is a resigned "not again." He tumbles with a surprised shout, pulling his limbs in to minimise the impact, so it's a bit of a suprise when that impact doesn't exactly happen. Which is a nice change of pace, truth be told.]

[He unfurls, trying and failing to reorient himself, and moves to a wall to try and help himself get about down here. Might as well take advantage of the situation, right?]

[kharans]

[ It's a goof bet! Because Cayde's taken a long spill down into the depths of the ship, through the hull and several more untouched-looking levels, all the way down...so an area that's actually partially filled with some sand. A break somewhere has resulted in a bit of flooding from the surrounding area, but for the most part Cayde's found himself pretty much in a combination of the heart of the ship...and the Kharid Queen's nest.

The broken (and unbroken) remains of Kharid egg clusters lie scattered about, tucked in near equipment and bits of rock alike. The air down here is more humid, cool. Perfect for raising what looks like it would've been a rather large cluster of eggs had the Queen & her colony not up and abandoned it.

There isn't much light to go off in the area aside from odd matches of glowing fungus which grows off the room's walls in varying locations, but it's enough to see that Cayde's in what looks like some sort of decontamination bay of some kind, in the room right before processing. A sealable chamber lies in front of him, the only way forward through this part of the ship.

Unlike the upper floors this room doesn't have as many loose object to get tossed around so the damage to it is less, and just past processing on the farthest end of the the room is what looks like a small, flickering light on a terminal.

Cayde's suit drops another percentage.

What now, Cayde? ]

[exorion]

[Okay, cool. This is great. It's fine. Everything is f i n e.]

[Cayde sucks in a breath, or at least makes a noise like he is anyway. Doesn't really need it, but it's like a bit of muscle memory giving him the moment he needs to get his head on right. Looking around, it looks like a bunch of stuff to prime to cause him a load of hell. He's not too happy about that.]

[Spotting the terminal, he starts over to it, carefully avoiding the fungus and everything else. If he can get it on, maybe there's something useful? Fingers crossed.]

[kharans]

[ And then Cayde failed his poison check Sort of. Remember that nasty bite Cayde got from the Kharid Queen? The moment Cayde walks into the chamber and past the entrance to decontamination the whole area suddenly comes to life with red warning lights that flash as they whirl around, a loud echoing siren blaring: ]

QUULMOT. QUULMOT. A'SH KVALMOORYC JOGOSGOJA--

[ Apparently this place has just enough power to slam the glass door in front of him shut and seal the chamber the moment he steps into it.

But really, you did fail that poison check Two turrets drop down from the ceiling above and train themselves on Cayde's position in the chamber, red lasers trained on his stomach of all things, and not his upper torso.

...And then the bottom of the chamber starts to fill with green gas. Good times! ]

[exorion]

[Goddammit.]

[Cayde's reaction isn't panic, it's just a resigned kind of annoyance. If he had to guess, it seems like some sort of decontamination or quarantine procedure, and neither of those is something he wants to deal with right now. Especially when those procedures point lasers at him.]

[If there's still power, the mechanism is probably too strong him to force the door back open, but. He presses his hands against it, moving from the edges to the centre of the pane as he looks for a weak spot. Everything down here looks pretty old; if he can find one, he might be able to just bust through it.]

[Probably not, but you know. Live in hope.]

[kharans]

[ There is always hope! Especially when you're trapped in the decontamination area of a derelict ship that crashed into the planet's surface hundreds of years ago. Things just aren't as structurally sound as they used to be, even this crystal-like glass.

When Cayde pushes on it a crack forms deep in the material, five inches long and holding. But with ore pressure it will begin to spread up and along the glass, like lightning bolts frozen in time. A good push should do it--and better hurry with it. That green gas? Looks like it might actually be tarnishing the metallic material Cayde's composed of. ]

[exorion]

[Yeah, Cayde's not staying in this chamber a second longer than he has to. He pushes harder, and when that doesn't seem to be doing it fast enough he bodily throws himself through the glass. It's a shame no one's around to see the sweet roll he does that brings him back to his feet, but he's gonna see what he can do about finding some sort of external power route to this thing and try to shut it off so it doesn't slowly flood the whole ship with gas.]

[kharans]

[ To be fair, two somethings do see his sweet roll! They're just not human. And also...turrets. Which starts firing on him the moment he comes to a stand, tracked onto his movement as that warning blares again: ]

QUULMOT. QUULMOT. A'SH KVALMOORYC D'SHVASHOV. QUULMOT--

[ Containment breach. That's the general gist of all that, and apparently whoever ran this ship before had a zero-tolerance policy for foreign contaminants. Bob and weave Cayde, bob and weave!

The gas is still pumping, and begins to mist over the floor. ]

[exorion]

[OH BOY]

[It'd be a lie to say he's not enjoying himself, he ducks and dives pretty effortlessly-- maybe not with quite the same grace as a bladedancer or a nightstalker, but still with a hunter's ease. Eyes tracking the ground for anything that looks like a power line leading toward this whole... Situation. First stop the gas, then deal with the turrets? Or deal with the turrets first?]

[Ugh this would be so much easier with a Ghost.]

[kharans]

[ There's a thick cable that runs from the outside of the containment chamber, down across the floor and all the way to the terminal on the far wall--the same one that was lit up earlier.

Unfortunately the turrets are still in between him and the terminal, and the plasma shots they fire out rapidly don't show any signs of letting up. In fact they actually start getting a little more accurate the longer Cayde dodges, just barely brazing his heels the next time he dodges, lasers tracking him right before they fire off another burst of them.

Less unfortunate is that there's plenty of upturned objects and desks to hide behind for cover--and the one nearest to Cayde has a whole slew of nice big buttons. ]

[exorion]

[He could stop to think about this, because just going in and acting on instinct hasn't been working for him so well since he woke up here.]

[Fuck that though. He dives for cover and stares at it for all of about 10 seconds before he slams his hand down on a button, because he highly doubts he has the time to systematically figure out what they do.]

TEAM RESCUE TEAM

[exorion]

[WHAT'S THAT, LITTLE CAYDE FELL DOWN A WELL?]

[bringguns]

[Clarke's around the corner and down the hall a little ways when she hears Cayde shout, and her first thought is that there's something in here with them and she should find out what right away.]

[She turns the corner with her plasma pistol held up and finds... the hole. Shit. She approaches it slowly, staying a few metres back from the edge, and then she shouts down:]

Hey! You alive down there?

[exorion]

[Sorry Clarke he can't hear you.]

[Maybe some kindly souls will help you solve this problem. And/or Jess.]

[sobriquette]

[What's that, Clarke, little Timmy fell down a well?

Which means it's Jess rounding the corner, rather than a kind soul, because she heard the commotion.]

What happened?

[She assumes that Clarke will know. She is wrong.]

[ceruleo]

[ Even though he's about as brave as a baby duckling when left to his own devices, Lance is also patently unable to ignore a distress call. So when the commotion starts, he isn't far behind, stopping just short of Jess and Clark. The hole kind of speaks for itself. ]

Please don't say somebody actually fell down there...?

[bringguns]

[Clarke glances back at Lance and then at Jess, still feeling very suspicious of everyone who isn't Lexa. But whatever they're here to help.]

Yeah. I think it was, uh-- Cayde. That... robot guy. That's who it sounded like.

[ceruleo]

Well. [ A beat, then, more cheerfully: ] At least we know he's durable, right?

[ Y E A H ]

[sobriquette]

If getting eaten by that damn bug thing didn't kill him, he probably survived the fall.

[So Lance is on to something there, but that doesn't mean Cayde will be in any state to get back out.]

Someone's gonna have to go get him.

[bringguns]

[Clarke frowns even deeper at that idea, not only at the idea that someone else is going to have to go down there, but also because she's realizing something.]

I didn't hear him hit anything down there.

[ceruleo]

[ Well that's alarming??? Lance immediately looks at Jess. ]

You don't have, like...super jumping ability, do you?

[sobriquette]

[That is a bit alarming; Jess's first thought is that maybe he got himself on something (on purpose) and avoided smashing into the floor, which would be... good. But she's also not incredibly optimistic.

As for Lance's question, well.]

I wouldn't call it that, but yeah, I do.

[bringguns]

Hold on, super jumping?

[This demands an explanation first. Sorry Cayde.]