Entrance to Room #63
The black-shrouded shadow of Tsuguka's armour simply hung in the corridor for a moment, reviewing the camera feeds from the distant team and even delving into the vital signs of the engaged members. It really did not surprise her to find Candon's signals completely out of whack due to some kind of interference, likely the sheer mass of the metal planet blocking the transmissions relayed back and forth from their ship overhead...
Masumi going AWOL again instead of following her as ordered, through, that was an eye opener. She really must be attached to that slippery SAINT. And he did customarily need someone to dig him out, so...
"Noriko-Hei. Can I get a status report? You engaged some kind of bug enemies, and a teleportation system of some kind?..." It was a literal transcription of events, since she had the video playing back in a second window of her mind's eye. It was also no coincidence that they were talking to the calmest team member, experienced or not. An audible pop. Why did they switch to a different encryption?...- "Please keep visual contact with princess K. If anyone is watching us, this chaos is the perfect time for them to seize an opportunity."
"Masumi-Hei. Please calm down and use your science equipment. Look for his FOF, or perhaps examine the box for yourself." The tone was as mechanical as clockwork. Internally, through, she might even have been a little jealous. The red one wondered how things would have turned out if she allowed herself to care like that, but was sealed like concrete under the weight of responsibility here and now. "I know you are worried, but this isn't helping anyone by dragging us into unknown territory so quickly, without a plan... We cannot fight the entire planet by ourselves."
"Mister Wazu... I'm marking the location of those creatures on the map. I think they are wild, and I didn't take care of them yet, so please be careful. No idea about their composition." A shrug. Even as they were talking, the mindy's physical shape was growing and morphing into a long, skinny robbed figure. Transparent veiny wings spurted out the back as they sculpted the program in real time, then a couple of random insectoid claws, before finally a hunched praying mantis head was copy-pasted into the space beneath the cowl. "I'm going to try something new. If you can't get scans from a distance, then please stand by..."
Tsuguka knew she couldn't perfectly imitate the size and shape of a Rixikor, they were too small. But approaching them as a 'Rich space cat girl that either murders you or gives you food' was no good either. So she decided to make the most of her currently solitary position, and hack together something that probably looked more familiar if uncanny valley to the uncouth space bugs...
"Hello honourable friends I am an insect person also!" A warped voice, trying and probably failing to talk to them like a 'normal' person would. Speaking Trade was probably an oversight, but eh, she was never in the school play or anything. Close enough. "I am a little lost and would like some information on this place. Are those nasty flying biters edible? I could share some with you, if you're willing to help..."
The huge mutant mantis thing clasped it's hands together in a merry expression, through of course the catgirl inside was very mindful of using those shoulder-mounted missiles to save needing to raise her gun, if it came to it...