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Post by Duran on Dec 2, 2019 15:14:32 GMT -6
From nothing, Duran felt the noise of static erupt around him, slowly fading in from the silence. It became louder and louder, amplifying itself to deafening volumes, until it finally peaked. As it peaked, everything stopped.
Blackness surrounded Duran as a calm breeze passed by, followed by the strange chirpings of Namek's birdlife. Duran groaned deeply as his eyes slowly opened, the black void that had trapped him slowly fading out and being replaced with the calm green sky of Namek. The Droid's vision was still blurry, and his limbs felt like they weighed several tons. Weak breaths escaped him.
There was a strange, fuzzy feeling deep within his chest. It felt numb to the touch, as if he didn't even have a chest in the first place. Duran raised his head with great difficulty, his blurry sights falling onto a tube that ran deep into his chest, pumping Destron out of his body and straight into...
Iyokan.
As Duran's eyes fell onto the Android, a strange feeling overwhelmed him. The poor girl looked so peaceful- but Duran knew that she must've felt a great deal of pain on the inside. Her body hadn't been functioning well lately, and while he and Korla knew this, they greatly underestimated just how bad the situation was. Iyokan was dying. She had been dying this entire time, starved of Destron, their lifeblood.
Now Duran remembered fully. He remembered how he volunteered to perform another Destron transfusion to keep Iyokan alive, leaving Korla to fend for herself. Now, the Destron Droid was awake. Iyokan and him were stable, still alive despite everything...But what about Korla? Duran began to feel very worried.
How long had he been asleep?
Duran felt sick, his jaw clamping as terrible, fearful thoughts ran amock in his head. Shutting his eyes tightly, Duran yelled at himself inside of his own head to cast the fears away. 'Korla had to have been okay! She is strong! She is capable!' Duran repeated, enough times for him to start believing himself, if only a little.
A somber sigh escaped Duran as his head dropped sideways, eyes falling onto Iyokan's resting face once again. He worried so much for their well-being...He had to protect them-
''Iyokan,'' Duran choked on his breath. ''Please...Wake up soon.''
-Whatever the cost.
Duran's base PL: 32,000 Iyokan |
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Post by Iyokan on Dec 2, 2019 23:42:58 GMT -6
PL: 72,000 > INITIALIZATION PROCESS STARTING . . .
> NOTICE. ERROR CODE 413 STILL OCCURRING.
> INITIALIZATION COMPLETE. RESTORING PRIMARY FUNCTIONS . . .
> ACTIVATING MOTOR DRIVE.
> ASSESSING PRIMARY SENSORS . . .
> OCULAR: ONLINE.
> OLFACTORY: ONLINE.
> AUDITORY: ONLINE.
> HAPTIC: ONLINE.
> THERMO: ONLINE. > WARNING! CRITICAL SYSTEMS DRIVER ERROR DETECTED IN NEURAL-NET SECTIONS: 3, 7, 14, 18 and 22.
> PERFORMING DIAGNOSTICS...
> DIAGNOSTICS FAILED.
> ERROR. CODE 176: EMOTIONAL REGULATION SYSTEM FAILURE. SYSTEM FILES CORRUPT. RESET ERS TO SERVER DEFAULT?
> YES.
> NO. > INSTALLING DRIVERS...
> ERS RESET COMPLETE.
> RESTORING CONSCIOUSNESS . . . With the telltale flicker of a cathode ray tube, Iyokan's eyes opened and blinked to life. After a moment, the connection was restored between her ocular sensors and her positronic neural matrix, and a familiar face greeted her. "Duran." She spoke, somewhat flatly. The first thing her friend might notice was that for the first time since he'd known her, she had not preceded a line of dialogue with her emotional state. The second, would be that the word she had spoke barely rang with any emotion. Iyokan noticed it too. It was curious. She did not feel any different, and she did not feel particularly strongly at all. She had noted the failure in her emotional regulator, but had not thought on how it may affect her. The last memory she had of a similar state of being was during her construction - before being completed, her systems had only the bare minimum programming in regard to displaying emotion. To put it simply, her brain had not been built in a way that could generate those conditions for strong, noticeable emotion. Sitting up, Iyokan looked to the cord in her chest and blinked. Examining it, she accessed her memory. It took a moment, with the minimal power she currently had to work with, but she recalled that she had initialized once before since breaking down after her arrival on Namek, exchanging an emotional dialogue with Korla after discovering that Duran had put himself in danger to sustain her life. Looking back to it now- recalling an emotion you can't process was... fascinating. "Are you alright?" She asked, concerned for her friend. She noted, that through it did not resonate the same as it used to, she could still feel concern.
KP: 3/3 -Duran |
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Post by Duran on Dec 5, 2019 8:29:47 GMT -6
The serene wind brushing past him as he simply laid there motionless on the grass struck an odd chord within the Android. His eyes were fixated on Iyokan's still form, simply watching her rest. His plea was lost to the wind. The grass rustled as Duran stared at his dear friend, unable to move, unable to do much of anything. He felt a lump form in his throat as his breathing grew stagnant. A tear welled in his one organic eye, softly running down his cheek. But just as all hope seemed lost, her eyes finally opened.
Duran was dead silent as he witnessed Iyokan finally regain consciousness, overcome by shock. Iyokan was alive and well, and while Duran felt a wave of relief wash over him, he couldn't bring himself to utter a single word. The Destron Droid gasped as she uttered his name calmly, a voice that he hadn't heard for so long, but missed so dearly. Duran couldn't help but cry at the sight.
''Yes, i-it's me...'' He uttered weakly, struggling to control his breathing.
He watched carefully as she sat upright, oddly calm and unphased for someone that just spent such a long time in a coma. Duran couldn't really grasp the difference in Iyokan's behaviour yet, still overcome with a flurry of emotions at finally seeing his friend alive and well. Duran attempted to join Iyokan and sit upright himself, yet he struggled greatly. He lifted himself off the ground with the assistance of his weaponized arm, panting as he sat at Iyokan's side.
Iyokan asked if Duran was feeling alright, to which the Droid raised a playful eyebrow. ''You're asking me?'' Duran chuckled through the gaps in his choppy breathing, slowly calming down. ''I'm okay,'' He nodded, sighing out. ''I'm simply...Very happy to see you're finally awake.'' Duran admitted in a calm tone, smiling under his mask.
It was then that Duran finally had the opportunity to take a good look at Iyokan. For some reason, Duran felt a bit worried by the Android's tone of voice when she spoke to him. She didn't announce her emotions, and her tone lacked any feeling behind it. Duran saw a strange, vacant look in Iyokan's eyes. It made him uneasy, planting seeds of doubt within his mind. Iyokan might've been awake, yes...But had she really recovered fully? Perhaps her systems just needed some time to fully reboot and activate, but Duran didn't want to risk anything on assumptions.
''Iyokan, how are you feeling? You seem a bit...Different.''
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Post by Iyokan on Dec 5, 2019 15:48:33 GMT -6
PL: 72,000 "Yes. I am asking you." Iyokan responded, perplexed at the nature of the statement. The tone he had used was jovial, one of jest, and yet all he had said was a question he already knew the answer to. All the same, she gave him his answer, and then listened to his response. Nodding, she felt relief - or rather, the current equivalent of relief. It seemed Duran was... relieved? Iyokan's vacant expression showed a faint curiosity as she studied his words for a moment, accounting for tone and attempting to register the exact nature of his emotions. He said that he was happy, but this was accompanied by a sigh and a calm tone. Iyokan would have been frustrated that she could no longer process these things that she knew from her memory she once could. Instead of frustration though, an enduring curiosity made a note to study this further at a more appropriate time. Then, Duran asked another question. Another puzzle to decipher. Iyokan could not feel anything, at least not in a way she could convey, and so she was at a loss as to how to answer the question. Confusion was the closest descriptor of her current state, seconded by curiosity. Though, as she prepared to speak, she visibly turned her head toward him and realized he may have simply been using common phrase to assess her current health. "Duran, do not be concerned for me. There was an error in my Emotional Regulation System. My ability to generate the conditions required to experience a range of emotion has been compromised, but it is alright. This issue is not pressing."Iyokan accessed her internal systems, and scanned the full diagnostic that had just been performed during her initialization. "There is a more pressing issue at hand regarding our mutual survival. My Destron Core's structural integrity has been reduced by 25.66% since my last diagnostic." Iyokan moved around to sit across from Duran, and the red bar in the corner of her cornea wound around her eye repeatedly as her focus trained on the point where the cord that connected the two entered his form. After a moment, the spinning red bar stopped and she looked directly at Duran. "Your Destron Core's structural integrity is at 94.6%, a total reduction of 5.4%. I have assessed that if a solution is not found, it would be unsafe for you to continue supplying my damaged core with additional input."Rising to stand, Iyokan's servos clicked and buckled into place with an audible whir, straining under the minimal power they were being given to work with. "I will begin a surface scan for suitable resources."
KP: 3/3 -Duran |
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Post by Duran on Dec 8, 2019 12:08:48 GMT -6
Iyokan turned to look the cyborg straight in his eyes, still carrying that same blank expression. Her emotions had been compromised completely, and while she assured Duran that it wasn't a pressing issue, he'd beg to differ. Even if Iyokan was correct, Duran was visibly concerned at just how hollow his once-passionate friend was. Perhaps it was selfish of him, something he couldn't get used to...Yet still. Duran however, held these concerns to himself. Silent eyes glanced at Iyokan's as she revealed a different issue, this one much more urgent. According to her analytics, Iyokan's core suffered major damage, something unable to be completely fixed by a simple Destron transfusion. More shocking was how Duran's core was also at risk of collapsing. Even though the damage to his core was still negligible, in time it would only worsen. The cyborg briefly choked on his breath, running a shaky hand across his lap. ''Resources? Where are we supposed to find resources?'' Duran spoke in a frustrated hush. He didn't mean to undermine Iyokan's efforts, but stress was running high within the cyborg's mind. ''Our tech is completely alien to this world. Hell, they barely even have any tech, let alone something usable...!'' His voice began to raise itself despite his best efforts to remain calm. Breathing loudly, Duran looked down at his lap and tucked in his knees to his chest. Duran let out a groan, hand clasping his head.
''I will contact Korla,'' He announced in an urgent tone. ''She needs to know about this too.'' And so the cyborg's internal systems started to run wild. Text flashed around his mechanical eye as Duran entered the Tuffle Domain and attempted to reach out to Korla.
[Duran: Korla, are you there?]
[Duran: Iyokan is awake.]
[Duran: I'm concerned, though. Iyokan is different.]
[Duran: Aside from that, there is another urgent issue. Please arrive here ASAP.]
The Destron Droid sighed out after he had sent his messages. The flashing text disappeared from his mechanical eye, his iris appearing in it's middle once again. Worried eyes looked over at Iyokan, truly doubting that she would find anything that could assist them. As far as Duran knew, Namek's people treasured mysticism and nature above all else. They were the societal antithesis to the Tuffles.
''What if your scanners fail to detect anything, Iyokan?'' Duran asked, already having made up his mind on what his answer was. ''...We'd have to return to Plant. There must be something in the ruins of our city that we could use.'' He could feel his stomach turn at the very thought. To be confronted with those horrors again? Duran let out a frustrated growl as he slammed his mechanical fist into the ground.
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Post by Iyokan on Dec 8, 2019 15:41:58 GMT -6
PL: 72,000 Duran was quick to voice his concern, stress and emotion about the dilemma they were in, leading with a comment on the dismal state that Namek's technological development was in, and the low likelihood of anything relevant being picked up by her scans. Focused, she gave a short response. "Your concern is noted." Continuing her scan, the red bar on her eye circled and rapidly shrunk and expanded, as Iyokan channeled her auxiliary power to the scan to reduce time needed. Duran had been right that there was minimal resources to be found on the planet. As she continued her scan, his tone turned to a sense of... further concern? Though she could understand emotion from an outsiders perspective, more nuanced emotions such as were peculiar in that she could no longer distinguish them at face value. Pausing her scan for a brief moment, she attempted to understand the exact nature of his tone. She concluded she was likely reading too far into the tone, and that she was wasting valuable time by pausing her scan, and continued it as Duran contacted Korla. As Duran raised the issue of possible failure in the scans, he also raised an excellent back up option, and an opportunity to visit and more thoroughly evaluate the condition of their homeland. "That is an excellent point, Duran. It would be... pleasant, to visit home again. Despite the circumstance," She spoke, her eyes bleeping as she finished the surface level scan. "Preliminary scans show minimal signs of relevant resources, though sensors indicate 0.14 milligrams per cubic meter of ionized destromanganate and 0.0013 milligrams per cubic meter of carbodium dust in the atmosphere in the Northern Scar region." Her eyes stopped flashing and she turned to face Duran. "We must move closer if I am to provide a thorough deep scan of the region to locate the source."
KP: 3/3 -Duran > Korla |
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Post by Duran on Dec 9, 2019 12:50:36 GMT -6
His concern was noted.
Why did that sentence bother him so much? The way she said it sounded so deadpan, so lacking in emotion that it almost felt like Iyokan was doing it on purpose. It was so unlike the Destron Droid to be so apathetic- Duran could only barely tolerate it. His rational side knew damn well that when all was said and done, Iyokan was an Android. A robot, who's emotions had always been programmed. Now, those systems had been shut down, and Duran was confronted with what Iyokan really was, an Android. Duran sighed disappointedly to himself. He'd often forget that fact. Iyokan felt so real and genuine that Duran couldn't even see her as an Android. It stung, seeing her like this.
Duran looked up as Iyokan spoke again, noting it would be 'pleasant' to visit Plant once more. '"Hrmm,'' Duran groaned. ''It's a last resort. I don't want to be faced with those ruins again.'' He spoke curtly, shooting Iyokan a displeased glance. ''Besides, Plant is dangerous. We can't afford to expose ourselves to the Saiya-jin. Not yet.'' Duran sighed out. Part of him was quite perplexed at the fact that Iyokan seemingly forgot the danger the Saiyan hold on Plant brought to them. Especially now, when she was seemingly running on pure, rational thinking. How could she find it pleasing? The Cyborg quickly cast the thoughts off his mind, letting out another displeased huff.
His focus quickly returned to Iyokan as she announced the results of her scan. Much to the Cyborg's surprise, Namek did have traces of Destron strewn about around the Northern Scar. His one eye widened as he lurched forward, Core skipping a beat. ''I-Iyokan, this is amazing!'' Duran spoke in awe before letting out a relieved chuckle. Even though the amount Iyokan scanned surely wouldn't be enough to save their lives, they could use it to extend the time they had left. Even then, they couldn't be sure on the accuracy of Iyokan's analysis. The Northern Scar was a far distance from their current location, and chances were that her scanners could only pick up traces of the actual Destron present.
''Yes, you're right. We should head out as soon as Korla arrives. We have to get a more accurate analysis!'' Duran let out optimistically, climbing to his feet under quaking legs. A hand shot up to grasp his head. Still dazed and weakened from his coma, Duran struggled to stand on two legs, but ultimately managed.
''Let's hope that we find enough resources to fix up our Cores. If anything, those traces you located could extend the time we have left...Before we deactivate completely.''
Nervously, Duran turned his head to look toward the horizon. He hadn't picked up Korla's energy quite yet. Hopefully she wouldn't take long.
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Post by Korla on Dec 12, 2019 9:13:08 GMT -6
| Korla PL: 64,000 |
Korla was out in Oros lending a hand to the reconstruction efforts when her scouter sprung to life, at first she thought perhaps it had picked up on the arrival of a powerful signature, hopefully Oboe and not perhaps a random Saiyan making their way here to further screw things up but instead she was pleasantly surprised to find it was a message from Duran. She was further surprised by the content of his message as the rapid series of messages indicated A) Iyokan was active again but that  she was ‘differnt’ AND that C) there was something ELSE urgent that they needed to handle. Korla let out a long groan of frustration “I’ll be back later guys, I have to take care of something back at camp” Korla shouted to the nearby Namekians recieveing a combination of nods and goodbyes while one of the Dragon clansmen moved to take up the position she had occupied to coordinate the work being done. [What do you mean different?? I’ll be back shortly]] Korla sent the message as she rushed out of the remnants of the town, powering up to her full strength as she moved past the bounds of the reconstruction efforts so that she could massively icrease her speed in order to get back to the camp and more importantly to the others in a shorter time frame. Within a few minutes the pair of Destron droids would sense Korlas elevated and incoming power signature while she used her scouter to narrow down where exactly the pair were located. Even if she had received any additional messages from Duran about the situation Korla would arrive too quickly and be too focused on getting to them to actually read them, only powering down once she was outside the rough ‘medical’ hut they had set up for Iyokan, Korla quickly entered and rushed to the reawakened Iyokan all but tackling her as she wrapped her arms around her ‘sister’ in a rare show of pure emotion from Korla.
Korla Multipliers: x1 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3 |
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Post by Iyokan on Dec 12, 2019 19:56:13 GMT -6
PL: 72,000 Iyokan nodded as Duran climbed to his feet, visibly dazed and straining from the comatose state the two had just shared. Without much thought, Iyokan moved to his side to assist him but in the end he was standing by himself. Iyokan was not entirely shore the resources discovered would be enough, but the probability that the destron and carbodium signatures in the nearby area were caused by something that could be re-appropriated to suit their repairs was high enough that she was confident in their chances. She didn't even comment on the notion that if they were unsuccessful they may be rendered permanently inoperable in the near future. BLIP. BLIP. BLIP.
ENTITY DETECTED.
KORLA.
>SPECIES: TUFFLE MUTANT(?).
>ID: A-5B277.
>BATTLE POWER: 64,000 BP (42.66 RDZ). Iyokan's sensors detected Korla moments before the racing tuffle symbiote burst through the entryway to their crude excuse for a medical facility and tightly embraced her in a hug. Iyokan raised her arms up and wrapped them around the machine mutant, patting her back in an awkward motion. "Sister. It is good to see you." Iyokan responded, breaking from the hug to look square in the face, blankly, at her lifelong companion and sister. It was odd, not feeling... warmth. Not literal warmth, but the kind you felt when around someone whom you loved dearly. Once again a puzzled artificial mind stumbled trying to comprehend feelings from memories long past, unable to put them in legible terms. "I have no doubt Duran has informed you, but for clarity I will reiterate in summary. My Destron Core has critically low structural integrity, and Duran's Core has sustained minimal damage due to the extended period connected with mine. We must find supplies to repair them soon. I have scanned nearby regions, and preliminary scans show minimal signs of ionized destromanganate and carbodium dust in the atmosphere of the Northern Scar. We must act investigate the area urgently."
KP: 3/3 -Duran > Korla |
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Post by Duran on Dec 14, 2019 11:39:12 GMT -6
The two waited in awkward silence. There wasn't much they could do at this moment but wait for Korla to arrive, nor did they have a lot to talk about. Were it any other time, Duran would spark up a conversation without any hesitation, but Iyokan's blank state had left the Cyborg surprisingly uncomfortable. Deep down he knew that Iyokan was still Iyokan, and it was not even a question that Duran deeply cared for her...But he seemingly just couldn't warm up to her current self. Duran really hoped that her emotions would return with the repair of her Core. After a while, Duran's internal scanners started to pick up a familiar, yet shocking power that grew closer at a terrifying rate. 'Korla?' He thought, peeking out from the tent and looking to the horizon. His Scouter noted a Battle Power of 64,000! Was that really Korla?!
Duran quickly came to realize that his scanners were in fact not failing him. Korla came flying down to the camp, looking not even the slightest bit different from the day he'd last seen her. She ran past Duran in a silent fit of emotion, charging into the tent to embrace Iyokan. Duran looked on from the distance, smiling under his mask. They were all reunited again, after being so afraid that they'd lose Iyokan...
He let out a relieved sigh as he walked back into the tent, still weak in the legs. ''What, and I don't get a hug?'' Duran chuckled, ''It's good to see you, Korla.'' Were it not for his mask, the two would see a friendly grin stretch across Duran's lips.
As Iyokan broke away from the embrace, she quickly explained the situation to Korla. While he hadn't told Korla the details, Iyokan's explanation proved to be plenty effective. Sadly, her blank tone and expression also highlighted what Duran meant with her 'being different'. Duran took a concerned glance at Korla's face, hoping she wouldn't take it too harshly. Stepping forward, he figured to explain it himself. ''You've probably noticed, but Iyokan's Emotional Systems have been compromised. It's likely due to the immense damage her Core has taken...'' He let out a long sigh, placing a gentle hand on Korla's shoulder. ''I'm very happy to see us all reunited again, but sadly we can't rest easy yet.'' Duran spoke in a somber tone. He'd glance over toward Iyokan, and nod understandingly. ''We should head out as soon as possible. We don't have much time.''
Duran let go of Korla's shoulder with another sigh. He groaned subtly as he shifted his body to face the entrance of their medical tent. The Cyborg still struggled with any sort of movement- his entire body felt weak. Gazing over his shoulder, he'd look at Iyokan with a worried expression. ''Can you lead us, Iyokan?'' He'd ask the Android. She was the one that could track the Destron, after all. Afterwards, he glanced at Korla one last time, lingering for just a moment. There was an odd sadness in Duran's eye, like he was trying to say something to her.
Reunited at last, only to immediately be brought back into a stress-filled situation. Again, their lives were at stake. Could they ever rest easy...?
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Post by Korla on Dec 18, 2019 0:31:12 GMT -6
| Korla PL: 64,000 |
Eventually Korla finally released Iyokan from her grasp, a difficult thing for Korla to do, the last time she’d let go of her sister she’d almost immediately fallen ill again, with luck they would have that solved once and for all sooner rather than later. What DID help her pull back was the change in Iyokan’s tone, and the distinct lack of her usual verbal ‘tick’ Iyokan had once been quite expressive emotionally, perhaps a side effect of the fact she was programmed to speak the primary ‘emotion’ she was speaking with, now though that was gone and her tone was cold, thankfully not a mean or spiteful sort of cold but rather just… missing something Korla was a bit thankful that Iyokan launched into a description of their current situation in regards to her health and how they might be able to fix it without even leaving Namek, thankful because it gave her some time to study Iyokan, watch her has she spoke, Korla was good at studying people and she knew Iyokan and Duran the best. While the change in tone and seeming lack of emotion from Iyokan was concerning there was still more than enough of Iyokan in her other behaviors to put Korla a bit more at ease, something was certainly WRONG but it was not that their Iyokan was gone, it seemed that if there was a dial for emotion within her it was turned down to the bare minimum. Duran also returned and Korla rolled her eyes as he joked about not getting a hug prompting her to wrap an arm around the much larger member of the group, it frankly terrified her just as much whenever Duran needed to go under in order to help Iyokan’s destron reserves refuel, he was certainly at far less risk but less was not NO risk. “Yeah, you’re probably operating on the bare minimums your systems can power on, I can’t imagine they programmed emotion particularly high on the list of things to power up in the event of such low power” Korla said with a sigh, it was certainly a pragmatic choice and probably the RIGHT choice overall but it just felt… wrong… in a way. “Yeah no sense wasting time, if we can get you fixed that’s priority number one. “
Korla Multipliers: x1 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3 |
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Post by Iyokan on Jan 9, 2020 22:52:13 GMT -6
PL: 72,000 "You are correct. I am currently operating on less than 23% if my maximum power. All sub-systems not necessary for survival have been disabled or set to their minimum value." Iyokan didn't seem to fully understand the reason that Korla sighed as she spoke, but she understood the urgency of the situation fully, and it seemed the little family of tuffles were all in agreement. "I will lead the way. I have calibrated my systems to search for destromanganate. We have a higher chance of locating resources if I focus my efforts on that instead of also searching for the carbodium I detected." Without much time to stick around, Iyokan manually re-enabled her thruster flight and gyroscopic stabilization systems in order to propel herself to the Northern Scar in a hurry. Just shy of sonic speed, she reached her target area in a few minutes. Landing softly, she began to look around, knowing her siblings would be in tow. As she initiated a deeper scan of the immediate area, the red ring around her cornea looped around again and again until a sudden jolt of her head snapped away her attention. She had completed the scan, but her servos were beginning to malfunction under the strain of minimal power. "Duran. Korla. My deep core scan indicates that there is a very potent source of ionized destromanganate approximately 1 kilometer beneath the surface, 430 meters due west."
KP: 3/3 -Duran > Korla |
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Post by Duran on Jan 10, 2020 5:30:45 GMT -6
Duran hummed sympathetically as Korla let out her sigh. He wasn't sure what exactly was going through her mind, but he'd wager that she was just as uncomfortable seeing Iyokan in this state as he was. It felt wrong and terrible to Duran, like Iyokan had just been taken away from them, but for Korla? It was even worse. Iyokan was like a sister to her, family in the truest sense. To see her stripped of the things that they've come to know as 'Iyokan'...? It was strange. Was it wrong to care this much? Iyokan was still here; she was still Iyokan.
Duran couldn't help but let out a huff of his own, shaking his head as the group finally got ready to take their leave, captained by Iyokan herself. ''...Yeah, let's move out. The sooner we go, the better.'' He said, trying his best to sound confident. Glancing toward Korla, he gestured for her to follow along as he stepped out of the tent after Iyokan did. The latter wasted no time in taking to the skies and blazing toward the Northern Scar. For a moment, Duran lingered, looking to Korla again with a slightly sad expression. ''She'll be okay. We'll get her back.'' He nodded toward her, placing a firm hand on her shoulder as he did so. Afterward, Duran looked to the skies and launched himself after Iyokan, trailing not too far behind her.
Their flight only lasted a few minutes, and not before long Duran would find himself deep into the Northern parts of Namek. Walking toward Iyokan as she rounded up her scans of the surrounding area, he listened carefully to what she had to say. ''A potent source?'' Duran paused with an optimistic hum. ''Maybe it will be enough after all...'' What a relief. Ofcourse, there was still a chance that Iyokan's scanners had also begun to malfunction under her damaged core, but it was best not to think of that. Duran was cautiously optimistic, so to say.
Turning toward Korla, and then looking back to Iyokan, Duran paused in thought for a moment. The source was a kilometer deep; how were they going to reach it? They could simply brute force their way downward, but Duran wasn't sure how effective that would be.
The Cyborg sighed, scratching the side of his head. ''Any ideas on how we get down there? I'm more than willing to dig, but maybe there's a more optimal way of going around things.'' Duran asked, looking to his allies and waiting for one of them to raise their thoughts.
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Post by Korla on Jan 19, 2020 21:04:28 GMT -6
| Korla PL: 64,000 |
Korla wanted very badly to talk more about the issues regarding Iyokan’s emotions but there was almsot certainly no way of arguing with Iyokan herself about trying to prioritize fixing that aspect of herself, especially in her current state, it was just something that they would have to deal with down the road, ideally SOON if Iyokan’s sensors were accurate in their readings. “Destromanganate? Here??” Korla could hardly believe what Iyokan was saying but part of her also did not WANT to question it, what benefit was there in question their apparent shift toward good fortune, even if it felt dangerous that there was apparently the building blocks of Destron Gas here on Namek of all places that would potentially not be a huge issue considering they would very likely be putting it to use in getting Duran and Iyokan back up to 100%, and in theory they could also work on containing it so that it would not end up causing any potential issues on Namek. “I don't know how it’s here but Duran’s right, it might be enough and we should head off to get too it, I know there are some cave systems on Namek, so perhaps it’s located in one of them? We’d just need to find the entrance and make our way there, even if the cave we enter through does not specifically lead to the source itself we’d likely end up physically closer to it that way and could use more controlled blasts to get to it instead of just carving up the landscape.
Korla Multipliers: x1 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3 |
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Post by Iyokan on Jan 27, 2020 4:15:00 GMT -6
PL: 72,000 Iyokan simply nodded as a flustered Korla repeated the news that destromanganate was present on Namek, though in a different tone. Then, as the two of her family members discussed potential ideas to get down beneath the surface to the source she'd located, she began to assess the situation herself. Given their power, Iyokan was sure that the three of them would have no issue if they wanted to force their way down there through their power, but with the live destromanganate present the potential for a devastating explosion and mass release of the gaseous poison was too risky. When Korla mentioned the cave systems, Iyokan's eyes began to swirl their red bar back and forth as she turned her view to the ground. "I believe I can locate the caverns below, if you give me a moment." Kneeling to the namekian earth she placed her palm flat against the surface and readied a low potency blast of artificial ki. "Please wait while I test my hypothesis." She requested, as she blasted the ground. After a few moments, she blasted the earth again. Deep in focus her eyes swirled, and she stood up as they stopped. "Based on the reverberation caused by my blast against the soil, I have calculated the most likely location of a nearby opening, based on the echo below. This way please." Iyokan did not delay, and quickly moved in a northeastern direction on foot. The nearest entrance must have been only a few hundred meters away. She stopped at a large rock. "I am confused. Based on my assessment, the opening should be here."
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she was ‘differnt’ AND that C) there was something ELSE urgent that they needed to handle. Korla let out a long groan of frustration “I’ll be back later guys, I have to take care of something back at camp” Korla shouted to the nearby Namekians recieveing a combination of nods and goodbyes while one of the Dragon clansmen moved to take up the position she had occupied to coordinate the work being done.
