Setting
The barren, grey world is dusty and windy, the bitter sands kicking and swirling around those poor souls who call the world home, lashing at their faces. Goggles and windstorms are both commonplace here; all the better to hide the faces and objects of those who frequent the world.
Even the buildings are shady; made of rusted metal and tarp, nailed down from the wind and sand with plastic visors and simple ties, themselves looking more like an odd cross between circus tents and fallout shelters, tinged with red and gold when the sun dared poke its head above the horizon.
He tried to get up, but he couldn't alone. He convinced Mae to help him up, for he was very drained by his first strike. He coughed up a bit more blood, as he further explained "I tried to get him in one fell swoop. Super speed." He suddenly collapsed again, but didn't pass out. He strained to stay awake, as he struggled to keep talking: "But... my power takes too much out of me. -Cough,cough- I... need to sleeeeeeeeeeeep," He fell asleep. It would be a long time before he'd wake up, even with his own potions, for he had not packed all of his brews for the trip to this planet.
Things were getting hectic, and Zephyrus panicked. The reaction from the broken potion had no effect on Zephyrus, and he had no clue what the contents were. On top of that, an actual fight had broken out. Zephyrus had never been in a fight unlike his companions. Whatever his conscience was declared as, it moved deep within his ASP in attempt to calm himself. He didn't realize it, and certainly didn't intend it, but he very quietly uttered his processing thoughts (the italicized ones).
ACCESSING MEMORY FILE: FIRST INTERACTION. It was dark. But instinct overcame it and the bot flicked on his eyes to view the first human he'd ever seen. Human. He knew it upon sight. Extraordinarily quickly, the bot learnt all about its own system and his makeup. He played a voice clip of Captain Diggins to himself (or so he thought). "Reach for the stars." Purpose. This man had given the robot aspirations, or at least a goal to strive for. It perfectly understood all mannerisms of the brain, and attempted to replicate them. Associations were made with different objects and emotions, different subjects and responses. If someone were to communicate with it via writing, it would be impossible to tell if it was truly human or not. INTERESTING... Zephyrus had noticed a memory file was deleted from his core. RESTORING DATA. COMPLETE. Upon one observation of the file, he instantaneously reacted. MEMORY DELETED. And just like that, it was gone again and Zephyrus had no idea time had even passed.
Mae had been crying, and now she lay in a heap on the cave floor. Lukas wasn't doing much better, sleeping like a baby. There wasn't much Zephyrus could do offensively, so he attempted to speak with Mae (hoping the green orb had brought more aid than pain).
INITIATE CONSOLE As in the verb.
"I know you've just lost your p-p-pet-t-t-t chimera, but... TSSST"
SUB-ROUTINE 'CONSOLE' INADEQUATE
"I am sure you will be alright. If I were to calculate the proba-ab-ba-ab-bability of you being alright, it would be abysmally low. But probability has deemed itself unnecess-ess-essary in my c-c-c-current experience. Although... That experience has also been... Abysmally low." He proceeded to sit down on the ground next to Mae, an action he had literally never done before. But it came naturally and calmed his stuttering down. "If only we had some pandabed sporaticators and a couple dondifobble snatches. We could disappear into the stars." He watched the battle rage on outside. "I... TSSST-Wheeroeroerrr.... I cannot cry like you do, but I understand the chemical reactions causing synapses in your brain in order to create sadness. I know it is not pleasant. I am useless in its endeavor. I do hope that you and Sir Lukas are fine." Thinking about his own processes always caused Zephyrus much distress. He felt a compulsion to express it, but also knew that compulsion was another process in itself. Feeling it wasn't the best idea to continue, he decided to change the subject. "You liked my Chest-Chest." Zephyrus recalled her faint smile, fiddling with the latch on his chest. There was no reason to do either. "I hope I have not been a bother, madam."
Zephyrus stood up and observed the mouth of the cave. As much as he was irritated by them beforehand, he had hoped these strangers could combat this other stranger. Suddenly, an idea came to the old bot. He moved over to Lukas, with the intention of retrieving a potion to help in some way.
After listening to Lukas speak gibberish a bunch, Zephyrus was pleased to see Mae operating optimally once again. Conversation always seemed redundant with one participant.
"Why yes, madam Mae. It was my primary function to d-d-d-dream. The first Pseudo-Sentient Automaton in existence. A technological wonder, some would say." His eloquent voice dropped in volume. "I wonder where that was..."
Suddenly Jason showed up out the exit of the cave, feeling slightly more indifferent about his presence than before. He bowed his head in greeting. "Greetings. I do hope you don't bring in yet more v-v-violence. My expectation of obtaining herbs and minerals was not nearly as horrific-ic-ic-ic as the reality."
He went back to observing the flask he'd taken, thinking about Lukas's predicament.
SUBSTANCE IDENTIFIED AS: WATER. HOW EXCEEDINGLY BORING.
Though, the substance wasn't useless to him. Zephyrus had a slow boiling mechanism in place that powered all his movement. The mouth-like line that cut across his face dropped down, and he chugged the water as if it was a drink. Steam released from the opening with a gratifying "TSSSSSS...." and it clamped shut again. "Just like an energy drink-*CLICK* I nuh-nuh-nuh-know exactly what to do." TRANSLATION: NEED TO WAKE UP. MUST HELP. NEED ENERGY DRINK. Well, it seemed to make sense at the time.
Zephyrus moved to Lukas once again, searching for an energy potion of sorts. If he found one, Zephyrus would immediately use it. If not, he would use the closest thing to one. His PAS should really help him out here.
Who showed up was not Nikki, rather Savi. Jason hadn't thought of just summoning her back. That would've made much more sense. Anyways, Savi appeared around a meter or so in the air, landing on her feet. Savi looked up at Jason, surprised. "How di-" Jason interrupted her by hugging her tightly. "Thank goodness you're safe!" Jason took a step back, looking at her. Savi seemed rather beat up, with scars on her face. "Jeez, what happened to you?" "I... I'd rather not talk about it," Savi replied, moving her eyes from his. Jason wondered what had happened. Jason noticed Zephyrus rummaging around, and knew he had figured something out. Suddenly, Jason did as well. Jason started rummaging through the bag with Zephyrus. "So, we meet again, I suppose, and this time with peace and without a god trying to kill us," Jason said to break the silence.
The Kreios System was one that had yet to be visited by one of the legendary "Data-Worlds", but that would soon come to an end. A large flash of light the size of a small moon burned brightly for a moment near the edge of the system and appearing out of void travel was a spherical star-ship the size of a small moon. Named Data-World Arkvaes, this large ship was told of in universal myth to contain one of the largest digital libraries in existence. It's sole crew member however cared more about his next meal. Kyrian Vox was awoken from his sleep deep inside the interior of the giant ship by a loud alert letting him know they had arrived at the next system. Groaning the dark haired man lifted his head and looked into his empty cup next to him. "Damn, out of coffee again."
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Low Altitude, Blackrock
Kyrian was still somewhat groggy from his nap as he searched the surface of the desert planet for a settlement. It was scorching in the daytime and he hated it, but it did still not wake him up. The smaller ship he was now in did not have tinted windows unless he wanted to rewire half the console to fix whatever had short circuited so he just put up with the blaring starlight. As he spotted what looked to be a ramshackle little scavenger town, Kyrian took his cargo ship in for a landing. The grey color of the medium sized ship was the cleanest thing on the planet besides Kyrian himself, and he noticed his black T-shirt and grey cargo pants stood out against the rust and redrock theme the planet and populace had going for it. He kept his sunglasses tight against his face and yawned as he walked, with two large crates hovering behind him in toe."Now, where is the nearest store?"
A flash lit up in the distance. "What a surprise... [[bAnother flash.[/b]". Whatever it was, she already didn't like it....
After nearly an hour of shopping Kyrian walked his way back to his ship with a large box full of assorted supplies and his two floating crates full of much more. He loaded the supplies into the ship and stepped off his craft one last time to scan the area with his augmented eyes. The planet had a sort of beauty to it if one looked at it a certain way, but Kyrian was only there to scan the planet for data storage and move on. It was then a small lizard like creature crawled over a rock into Kyrians view, staring at him like he was the most interesting thing on the planet. He probably was but right now he started on his task of examining the creature. Two beams of light shot from his eyes and scanned the creature in an instant, adding it to the storage logs of Data-World Arkvaes via Dark Matter transmission. Getting back on his ship Kyrian decided he might as well start sweeping over the surface of the planet with ship based scans. He put the ship on auto-pilot to crisscross the entire planet as Kyrian himself made a fresh pot of coffee and tried to relax with some classical music.
In the distance, he saw the spaceship come into view once again. It didn't seem to be leaving, but was hovering and moving in their general direction. Zephyrus didn't think much of it, but desired some reassurance. "Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-Neither of you believe that ship could have hostile intents, d-do you?"
The Planeswalker was feeling pretty good at that moment, he had his coffee in hand and was lounging in the pilot's chair of his ship. His feet were resting against the controls up off the floor, just the way he liked it. He wasn't even paying attention to where his ship was going having full trust in the auto pilot. Adjusting his legs, his foot pushed the steering column only a hair which disabled the auto-pilot and sent the craft forward ever faster. An alarm sounded on the holo-screen covering the front viewport and made him fall out of his seat, spilling hot coffee all over the floor and luckily none on himself.
He cursed and got back in the chair only to see an oasis and a handful of beings he was about to hit and high speed. Putting on the brake he barely stopped in time a few feet from the oasis. Sighing in relief Kyrian flipped on the landing sequence and set the ship down on the sandy ground next to the water and these beings he had never met. He needed some air after that and exited his ship via the ramp and looked over at the almost splattered people. "Hey... uh, anyone injured? Did I hit anything important?" His voice sounded bored and a little interested in the situation but only a little.
Kyrian stepped fully around towards what he now saw was an automaton, a girl, and what seemed to be an exhausted male youth in the cave nearby. Kyrian lifted his sunglasses and rested them up on his head as he pondered what these people were doing."Should I even ask why you are all out here?"
Lukas then went and continued his former errands, picking up some herbs, a couple shiny rocks here and there, and... what was this? He dug a bit further, and revealed a rather large black sphere. It hummed at a very low frequency, and was polished like a mirror. He knew what this was. It was an alchemy stone, an item praised by alchemists all over the Multiverse, and desperately sought over by his family. He had one, of course, but not nearly as big as this one. A stone this big is capable of doing things he never thought feasible. But now, he could finally step up his game.
Lukas began whooping, yelling, screaming in his joy. Hopefully he wouldn't startle anyone with his antics.
Lukas took some white powder from his pocket and sprinkled the orb. The once black ball was now glowing a clean white. He inserted the cobalt, which it absorbed nicely, and held it up towards the dune.
Suddenly, the earth began to rumble. The dune trembled as it began to... move towards Lukas? The sand was being pulled in by the orb, every grain absorbed by the conversion abilities of the alchemic generator. In minutes, the dune was gone.
Then, the orb spewed out a stream of shining blue cobalt, as it formed a hilt, a blade, a sword in mid-air. It was covered in powerful glyphs, each shining brightly in the desert sun. A single ocean blue piece of amazing weaponry, it fell and clattered to the ground near Mae once the process was complete.
"Mae, for your company, for your help, and for not minding me dragging you here, I bestow upon you my gratitude."