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Day in the Life: Aos Si Ruins on Jing

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The shock of energy startled Fia enough she didn't bother to jump to Amisra's assistance - instead, she just stared at the words, the casket, and the corpse within.

Fioda wasn't a magician, a mage, a wizard - whatever - and she had never had any experience with magic. Quite a lot of the Aos-si who could, had gone off to prevent the destruction of their species. She had been too small. Now she wondered if this sort of pull was what they had felt, and what she might have felt, if there had still been anyone around who knew about this sort of thing. This had been dead a long time.

And so had this corpse. Slowly approaching it, she stood beside Amisra and peered down at the frozen aos-si, giving it a quick glance-over. Slipping her rifle's strap over her shoulder, she let it hang as she paced slowly around it, examining.

"They ... must have run out of whatever they were using. But people don't die clawing if they die slow, either."

It didn't look to Fioda as though this were a natural accident, but she kept that back for the moment, looking up and around at the foreign, forgotten machinery of another age, trying to pick out some obvious defect.
 

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"Disappointing. I was attempting to feel if they were alive inside," Amisra remarked. "But I will take opening this just as well." The woman eyed the corpse with an impassive, discerning glare. "Yes, I agree Fioda, something unexpectedly unpleasant had occurred. And by the looks of it, froze solid moments after." For a moment, the redheaded Aos'Si stared at the body in contemplation, her face guarded as one hand rested on her hip. But they could still see the purse of her lips as they pressed close. Safe and sound, she had been happily nest building, but this was a cold, stern reminder.

Their kind still stood on death's door. An endangered species, as the humans would call them.
 
Gwaed has reason to worry, looking to Amisra as the machine drank her suits energy greedily. "What's your suit power at? The last thing we need is you dying in a terribly embarrassing way," he joked, but the message was clear. Are you okay? Do we need to return? As he waited for whatever annoyingly coy answer would come, he approached the open casket to view the deceased Aos Si. With a gentle wave of his hand, he gave a solemn salute to the body. "A shame their story ended like so. All the things they may have told us. Perhaps their records are still intact, however. Hope remains." He looked to Amisra, smiling gently. "Hope remains," he repeated.
 

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"Does it?" she pondered, staring at her own hand. "Low batteries or not, we must continue forward. Turning back is something we can ill afford, as time is our enemy." Turning to Shen, she asked, "Are you able to have the remaining drones ferry additional cells and supplies to us here? If this facility proves larger than expected, we may need to set camp." It was a daunting task, setting up a sealed base within the ruins itself, or even ensuring a room's leakage rate was adequate, but it was doable, she knew. They only needed enough time to eat and drink and take care of their needs at the very worst. The redheaded Aos'Si gazed at the corpse again.

"If our very lives depended on the ebb and flow of mana, would we be far shorter lived here amongst the humans?"
 
Shen nodded, staring at the frozen corpse with a look of slight curiosity and hidden surprise. She then realized she didn't have her camera on.
"Yeah, that's doable." A drone did a 360 around the area. "But -- and this may just be me -- I think there's gotta be a slightly more hospitable place to camp than this room."
She scanned the body in the pod and the results came back moments later. Asphyxiation. She relayed all of this to the group. "Hell of a way to die. Looks like they could've escaped from the inside, but the opening mechanism was frozen shut."
 
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Time is the enemy?

IS it?


Fioda wasn't entirely sure. Hypothetically they could continue charging their suits back at the ship. And they did have the rights to this salvage, give or take some allowances for the interstellar 'powers that be.' If the drones ferried for them, it would be all the better.

She let her rifle hang on its sling from her chest and, after checking her sidearm, she scanned the rest of the room over again.

"This seems as good a spot as any," she reasoned, to the question of where they could set up camp.

Fioda had a sense for danger - she was a lioness herself, not to be dismissed or scoffed at - and she had the feeling that not all the denizens of this place were frozen or inert. Something about the behaviour of the automatons was nagging at her.

Did they just want power? Could they pull some sort of record from these old, mana-soaking things? Electricity had seemed to revive at least one of the automations.

"I'm not an engineer, but is it feasible to power some of this equipment back on with electricity?"
 

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"We at least know our options. We need not make camp for now," Amisra noted, turning towards Shen. "I'll need to charge from one of your drones as we move," she gestured to one of the machines. "However, you bring up a noteworthy point Fioda. Is it possible? Accessing mana crafted relics with technology?" Amisra knew that it could open many doors, but was cautious. It was all too unlikely that it would be so easy, and did not let herself become excited. "If not, we may as well press forward."
 
"You got it, boss," Shen said, a drone buzzing over near Amisra as she spoke. She put a hand to her chin as she considered Fia's words. "I mean, I don't know much about mana, but we could try it. We'd have to be cautious, though. Don't wanna accidentally power one of those robots back on."
 
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