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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>There it is! The machine room! The shattered, collapsed catwalks mean that there are bound to be all sorts of Creator treasures left untouched! According to Cassidy's sources, the best route with the most loot will be the far corridor, tge one furthest away from the stable catwalks. Eyeing the distance, it looks like a good 50 feet. Nothing a good windrunner can't handle!<br> <br>Cassidy shuffles along through the machine room, dressed up in her usual suit-like attire. All black, today, save for the shirt, tie, and mask. "Hmmm... Over there," she says with a little point towards the corridor. "We'll have to fly to get over there, but I'm trusting that won't be an issue for you, yeah?" She asks of her partner as she adjusts her gloves.<br> <br>Natska eyes the gap from behind her black domino mask, ears perked as she gauges the distance. Then she shakes her head. "No, that should be quite manageable, love," she replies, tail flicking. She flexes her fingers, then grins and gives Cassidy a quick nod. "Would you care to go first?"<br> <br>The jump looks simple enough, just as long as one avoids hitting the ceiling. There should be nothing to it!<br> <br>Cassidy rubs the chin of her mask, pointing to the steaming pipe along the way. "We just have to be careful not to get hit by that! And yes, I'll go first. If it becomes an issue... Maybe you can try to cool it?" She asks before kicking up a bit of air magic to lift her off. "Now then! Away we go!" With that, she launches herself nimbly up towards the corridor.<br> <br>Natska calmly waits for Cassidy to complete the long jump, then backs up a few steps to line up her own. The jaguar sets herself, then sprints forward and agilely throws herself into the air, using her own air magic to assist and guide her leap.<br> <br>Cassidy was right to be wary of the steam spewing pipe! Just as the duo nears the halfway mark it spews forth a scalding jet of steam! Cassidy avoids it handily, changing course effortlessly and speeding on toward the beckoning corridor. Natska, following after has no trouble following her partner's example. |
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| + | As the adventurous pair alight, lights flicker to life overhead, revealing the way forward. They seem to have found their way to a fairly pristine area. No sign of decay, no sparking wires jutting from the walls and only one small servitor drone scuttling away down the empty hallway! This could be the easiest treasure hunt ever!<br> <br>Cassidy smiles happily as they touch down in the corridor, face lighting up in time with the room itself! "Well! That's handy.. I've got a good feeling about this one, love!" She says, the excitement in her voice already as she dusts her sleeve off. "A good feeling indeed... But let's stay careful, just in case. You reckon that's the same servitor we were stalking earlier? Maybe we can get close enough to see if it has the chalk mark." The vixen starts forward, cautiously, keeping her distance as she prowls. "Let's not agitate it, just incase. I don't trust this place to not have still-functional security."<br> <br>"Oh my!" Natska echoes, tail flicking. "Lights to greet us? And it does look nice and in good shape." She claps her hands, and then nods her head at her love. "Mmm, right. Caution. A place this untouched may still have defense golems, or other hazards... and I don't know! Can you see a mark on it?" she asks, even as she begins following the servitor.<br> <br>The featureless walls of the corridor turn sharply before revealing a bit of a crossroad. While the hallway diverges left and right, there are three doorways nearby in the hallway. One of them even stands open! It seems to be a small sleeping cell.<br> <br>"Hmm," the fennec ponders, looking amongst the crossroads. "Which way, do you think?" She turns and starts towards the open door, figuring that it'd be the best place to start. "I suppose we'll try all of them eventually! Might as well start with the open one, yeah?"<br> <br>Natska nods her head, staying close to Cassidy's side. "Yes," she agrees, tone decisive. "If we're going to make a good search we will see all of them eventually." She looks up and down the corridor then, ear flicking, before her attention returns to the room they are approaching.<br> <br>The little cell flickers into light as the pair enters. It is very small, certainly too small for three to stand in comfortably. There is a little bed and a small table with a stool rooted to the ground. Strangely, a tiny little green light blinks at the corner of the apparently metal table.<br> <br>Cassidy rubs her chin as she takes in the small room, frowning. She was glad she was short, at least! "Hmm..." She runs her gloved fingers over the surface of the table, pondering it for a moment before squinting at the green light. "What do you think this is? You know. It probably would have helped to have Fenris along for this or something. He knows more about creator stuff than I do! I can just read parts of the text."<br> <br>Natska's attention is caught by the blinking light, and she stares at it for a long, long moment. "It is almost like it wants attention..." she says quietly. "Do you see an activation rune? An inscription?" she asks. Since Cassidy has the table, she turns and looks over the rest of the room, then checks under the bed as she remembers the treasure Jera found in Joe's ship.<br> <br>At Cassidy's touch, the metal table top ignites with lines of runes as well as an image of a smiling bovine being. If this cell belonged to that being, it must have been quite a tight fit! Natska's exploration reveals nothing of interest. All posessions having been removed long ago.<br> <br>Cassidy scratches at the back of her head, studying the bovine. "Huh. Think this belonged to one of those creators that had a thing for Beings? Like... Ahh... Widetail?" She looks over the symbols, next, before poking at one. "I recognize this one! Let's see what happens!"<br> <br>Natska finishes her quick examination then steps up behind Cassidy, putting a hand on the fennec's shoulders. "Maybe!" she says. "Let's find out, love." She glances back towards the cell's door, then returns her attention to the table as she waits to see what Cass did.<br> <br>When Cassidy taps the symbol an apparition appears, like the head and shoulders of the bovine being. It begins to speak, though its speech sounds like that of the Creators! Amidst the garble of language, there are a few phrases that make sense. ". . . three more days until landfall. . . " it says, "Soon we will have a . . . call it Promise!"<br> <br>Cassidy perks her ears instantly at that, and the words! Those meant something! "I think... This is from the early days of our ancestors specifically! How fascinating!" She tilts her head to the side, seeing if the strange apparition will continue! Or if she has to push more buttons.<br> <br>Natska nods her head; she remains quiet though as she listens, interested to hear more of the story as well. Her tail curls and sways back and forth, her ears twitching slightly as she mulls over just what it is they are seeing.<br> <br>The strange apparition continues to speak, though its excited chatter does not reveal much more than the bull being's apparent excitement. If Cassidy is right though, this machine spirit is over 400 years old! And still in working order! ". . . begun the engravings for construction!" The bull says excitedly. | ||
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There it is! The machine room! The shattered, collapsed catwalks mean that there are bound to be all sorts of Creator treasures left untouched! According to Cassidy's sources, the best route with the most loot will be the far corridor, tge one furthest away from the stable catwalks. Eyeing the distance, it looks like a good 50 feet. Nothing a good windrunner can't handle!
Cassidy shuffles along through the machine room, dressed up in her usual suit-like attire. All black, today, save for the shirt, tie, and mask. "Hmmm... Over there," she says with a little point towards the corridor. "We'll have to fly to get over there, but I'm trusting that won't be an issue for you, yeah?" She asks of her partner as she adjusts her gloves.
Natska eyes the gap from behind her black domino mask, ears perked as she gauges the distance. Then she shakes her head. "No, that should be quite manageable, love," she replies, tail flicking. She flexes her fingers, then grins and gives Cassidy a quick nod. "Would you care to go first?"
The jump looks simple enough, just as long as one avoids hitting the ceiling. There should be nothing to it!
Cassidy rubs the chin of her mask, pointing to the steaming pipe along the way. "We just have to be careful not to get hit by that! And yes, I'll go first. If it becomes an issue... Maybe you can try to cool it?" She asks before kicking up a bit of air magic to lift her off. "Now then! Away we go!" With that, she launches herself nimbly up towards the corridor.
Natska calmly waits for Cassidy to complete the long jump, then backs up a few steps to line up her own. The jaguar sets herself, then sprints forward and agilely throws herself into the air, using her own air magic to assist and guide her leap.
Cassidy was right to be wary of the steam spewing pipe! Just as the duo nears the halfway mark it spews forth a scalding jet of steam! Cassidy avoids it handily, changing course effortlessly and speeding on toward the beckoning corridor. Natska, following after has no trouble following her partner's example.
As the adventurous pair alight, lights flicker to life overhead, revealing the way forward. They seem to have found their way to a fairly pristine area. No sign of decay, no sparking wires jutting from the walls and only one small servitor drone scuttling away down the empty hallway! This could be the easiest treasure hunt ever!
Cassidy smiles happily as they touch down in the corridor, face lighting up in time with the room itself! "Well! That's handy.. I've got a good feeling about this one, love!" She says, the excitement in her voice already as she dusts her sleeve off. "A good feeling indeed... But let's stay careful, just in case. You reckon that's the same servitor we were stalking earlier? Maybe we can get close enough to see if it has the chalk mark." The vixen starts forward, cautiously, keeping her distance as she prowls. "Let's not agitate it, just incase. I don't trust this place to not have still-functional security."
"Oh my!" Natska echoes, tail flicking. "Lights to greet us? And it does look nice and in good shape." She claps her hands, and then nods her head at her love. "Mmm, right. Caution. A place this untouched may still have defense golems, or other hazards... and I don't know! Can you see a mark on it?" she asks, even as she begins following the servitor.
The featureless walls of the corridor turn sharply before revealing a bit of a crossroad. While the hallway diverges left and right, there are three doorways nearby in the hallway. One of them even stands open! It seems to be a small sleeping cell.
"Hmm," the fennec ponders, looking amongst the crossroads. "Which way, do you think?" She turns and starts towards the open door, figuring that it'd be the best place to start. "I suppose we'll try all of them eventually! Might as well start with the open one, yeah?"
Natska nods her head, staying close to Cassidy's side. "Yes," she agrees, tone decisive. "If we're going to make a good search we will see all of them eventually." She looks up and down the corridor then, ear flicking, before her attention returns to the room they are approaching.
The little cell flickers into light as the pair enters. It is very small, certainly too small for three to stand in comfortably. There is a little bed and a small table with a stool rooted to the ground. Strangely, a tiny little green light blinks at the corner of the apparently metal table.
Cassidy rubs her chin as she takes in the small room, frowning. She was glad she was short, at least! "Hmm..." She runs her gloved fingers over the surface of the table, pondering it for a moment before squinting at the green light. "What do you think this is? You know. It probably would have helped to have Fenris along for this or something. He knows more about creator stuff than I do! I can just read parts of the text."
Natska's attention is caught by the blinking light, and she stares at it for a long, long moment. "It is almost like it wants attention..." she says quietly. "Do you see an activation rune? An inscription?" she asks. Since Cassidy has the table, she turns and looks over the rest of the room, then checks under the bed as she remembers the treasure Jera found in Joe's ship.
At Cassidy's touch, the metal table top ignites with lines of runes as well as an image of a smiling bovine being. If this cell belonged to that being, it must have been quite a tight fit! Natska's exploration reveals nothing of interest. All posessions having been removed long ago.
Cassidy scratches at the back of her head, studying the bovine. "Huh. Think this belonged to one of those creators that had a thing for Beings? Like... Ahh... Widetail?" She looks over the symbols, next, before poking at one. "I recognize this one! Let's see what happens!"
Natska finishes her quick examination then steps up behind Cassidy, putting a hand on the fennec's shoulders. "Maybe!" she says. "Let's find out, love." She glances back towards the cell's door, then returns her attention to the table as she waits to see what Cass did.
When Cassidy taps the symbol an apparition appears, like the head and shoulders of the bovine being. It begins to speak, though its speech sounds like that of the Creators! Amidst the garble of language, there are a few phrases that make sense. ". . . three more days until landfall. . . " it says, "Soon we will have a . . . call it Promise!"
Cassidy perks her ears instantly at that, and the words! Those meant something! "I think... This is from the early days of our ancestors specifically! How fascinating!" She tilts her head to the side, seeing if the strange apparition will continue! Or if she has to push more buttons.
Natska nods her head; she remains quiet though as she listens, interested to hear more of the story as well. Her tail curls and sways back and forth, her ears twitching slightly as she mulls over just what it is they are seeing.
The strange apparition continues to speak, though its excited chatter does not reveal much more than the bull being's apparent excitement. If Cassidy is right though, this machine spirit is over 400 years old! And still in working order! ". . . begun the engravings for construction!" The bull says excitedly.
