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"Would an, oh, what's the word, 'demon-touched mongrel' such as myself be on the up and up about that, really?" Alice sipped her wine, then decided to rein in the cattiness a bit. "All right, that was snippy of me. No, the priestess has everyone's best interests at heart. And if you don't trust...

Tara dutifully donned the smock of a pit crew operator, frowning. "Has to be a trick to this. Hmmmm. Maybe some special parts for the engine? Or advance knowledge of the track? Or... She nodded at her floating mote. "Yes, I know I sound like I'm grasping at straws but I don't really follow racing."

Alice took for herself a half-glass of wine, electing to keep her senses sharp. She smiled at Moss' greeting. "How do you do, Moss," she replied, shaking his hand, then leaving him to mingle with the others. She situated herself against a wall, sipping her wine and observing everyone carefully...

Tara glowed slightly with the knowledge of a job well done. Sure, it wasn't securing brave new worlds, but those ships needed a home to come back to, and having the station be in bad repair wouldn't do anyone any good. "Well, if we're voting, then I vote the exo-guardians, the dataphiles, and...

"Solving things is what I do, and this time I have help. If there's a solution, I'll find it or die trying."

"Alice," said the tiefling, upon Mos' arrival. "And I agree, no deaths. Maybe we shouldn't lean on magic straight away? A lot of people resent being forced to calm down. Maybe best to avoid them unless they look like a serious, imminent threat."

Tara knelt by the cage, feeding it a bit of trail rations to see if it would react to normal foodstuffs. "You're right, they are friendly. You kids must be very good with animals." Tara was relieved that this was unlikely to end in tears or bloodshed. The small mote of light that accompanied...

"Sounds like a good idea. I vote in favor." Alice packed her things, ready to depart. "Long as it's not too long a diversion."

"A cage shouldn't be a problem once we know how big it is..." Tara gets on comms and begins doing mental math as to how much a cage will cost and how quickly it can be made out of assembler.

"Pleased to meet you, Tisi. Let's not arrest anybody." Tara's little mote of light pulse, and she corrected herself. "Let's not arrest anybody just yet." She kept her eyes out for the creature, approaching it calmly and carefully, trying to identify it - or barring that, to at least get a good...

Alice let herself smile a little at the compliment, even though she knew that a lot of smart people had come up with 'empirically proven' reasons why tieflings were the scum of the earth. Her least favorite was that the horns deformed the shape of the skull and therefore the brain, causing...

Alice kept her cool as Arduniel made his insinuations, and also kept her cool as the priestess defended her. Then, picking her words with care, she spoke. "I was brought in by different people than you, but as far as I'm concerned, more eyes the better - if for no other reason than because...

"Hey there," said Alice in response to Aranel, her tail curling slightly as she smiled. "The priestess? I can go check. They let me in, I'm sure they'll let you in."

"The other - I'm not sure. We're Starfinders. Not really, you know, finding stars at the moment, unless they're teeny ones, but - " She wiped off a bit of fire suppresant foam and tried again. "I'm Tara. Who're you?"

"Arduniel, Daxio: pleased to meet you." Her body language said 'okay, I suppose I should get this over with' when Daxio kissed her hand. Introductions aside, Alice set to studying the place, carefully walking the courtyard and looking out for the telltale glimmers of traps and wards. "No, soul...

Alice Chalk Female tiefling investigator (empiricist) 12 NG Medium outsider (native) Init +5; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +22 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC 29, touch 17, flat-footed 24 (+9 armor, +2 deflection, +5 Dex, +3 shield) hp 93 (12d8+36) Fort +9, Ref +15...

Tara tried to keep an eye out for the subject, frowning. "If it feeds on power, it might not be dangerous to us. If we can contain it we don't have to kill it - and it might be sentient. Might even be something we've never seen before. Tara Sense Motive: 1D20 = [6] = 6 Tara Perception: 1D20+4...

"Huh, did that thing just go - " Tara's voice is drowned out by fire extinguisher foam, discharging in her face. Tara Reflex save: 1D20+1 = [1]+1 = 2 Failed; Tara is at -2 on ranged attacks and skill checks for 1 hour. She emerged a little grumpy for the experience. After a few coughs to...

"No time like the present, then." Alice straightened her hair, and headed out towards the courtyard, not bothering to conceal her footsteps. When she emerged, the others saw a female tiefling, her skin a deep blue, her hair a blazing and clearly artificial red, and her clothing a very tasteful...