Primitive Polygon
🎖️ Game Master
Port Hope, Colony One, Docking Assembly
The main space station of the backwater system was a mostly bare silver affair, through the dull crimson light of the red dwarf star made it glimmer in several additional shades of orange and pink quite spectacularly. About a mile long and the shape of spindly dumbbell, both of the large habitation rings counter-rotated, providing an age-old source of gravity to the massive relic. That did not stop them from ignoring the unstable orbit for several centuries, which had now pitched the entire structure on an odd angle compared to the surrounding disk of dusty white asteroids.
Large patches of rust and white graffiti were visible as Druid Vista Five-One approached the fantastically huge docking ring, but one could say those features were what made it an especially Deoradh locale.
No sign of the Skeleton Ensemble. It was supposed to meet his modified cargo hauler here, but ever since they entered the system, it seems like the polysentience connection had gone down. There was no choice but to wait it out, really. Maybe they had a break down?
Docking clamps magnetized into place. Surprisingly fresh air flooded in.
The main concourse was crowded with all sorts of miners and merchants, of course, but what was more surprising was the three people waiting on the loading ramp specifically for Vista. One large boxy automata with a mono eye and oversized mining claws, a small four-legged cyborg lass, and a pale bald man with black-metal hands.
"You are having a recipe for the construction of the bio-bits, are you not?" The bronze-metal machine sounded. "I am requiring an expert in this type of fabrication."
"...D-do.. you... erm..." A petite voice followed, quiet and stuttering. Spider girl must have been a Type Two. "...Have you ever... ah... c-can you help me, V-Vista s-sir?..."
Only the taller male figure was silent, observing his reactions with little but shady eyes and a small smirk.
((@Legix))
The main space station of the backwater system was a mostly bare silver affair, through the dull crimson light of the red dwarf star made it glimmer in several additional shades of orange and pink quite spectacularly. About a mile long and the shape of spindly dumbbell, both of the large habitation rings counter-rotated, providing an age-old source of gravity to the massive relic. That did not stop them from ignoring the unstable orbit for several centuries, which had now pitched the entire structure on an odd angle compared to the surrounding disk of dusty white asteroids.
Large patches of rust and white graffiti were visible as Druid Vista Five-One approached the fantastically huge docking ring, but one could say those features were what made it an especially Deoradh locale.
No sign of the Skeleton Ensemble. It was supposed to meet his modified cargo hauler here, but ever since they entered the system, it seems like the polysentience connection had gone down. There was no choice but to wait it out, really. Maybe they had a break down?
Docking clamps magnetized into place. Surprisingly fresh air flooded in.
The main concourse was crowded with all sorts of miners and merchants, of course, but what was more surprising was the three people waiting on the loading ramp specifically for Vista. One large boxy automata with a mono eye and oversized mining claws, a small four-legged cyborg lass, and a pale bald man with black-metal hands.
"You are having a recipe for the construction of the bio-bits, are you not?" The bronze-metal machine sounded. "I am requiring an expert in this type of fabrication."
"...D-do.. you... erm..." A petite voice followed, quiet and stuttering. Spider girl must have been a Type Two. "...Have you ever... ah... c-can you help me, V-Vista s-sir?..."
Only the taller male figure was silent, observing his reactions with little but shady eyes and a small smirk.
((@Legix))
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