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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 3115577" data-attributes="member: 17691">DRK-1X drifts slowly back a few feet to give its Mistress room to move and better focus on it and her surroundings. "Report: I have made many preparations to help ensure our eventual safe departure from this station including securing allies and resources, arranging transport, gathering intelligence and performing extensive sabotage of this facility to help obfuscate our departure. Suggestion: Although I can elaborate on my preparations now if you wish, I believe our time may be better spent concentrating on preparing you for our eventual escape. Report: My scans reveal that you are suffering from shock, malnutrition and numerous blunt wounds. It also appears that you are recovering from the effects of a mind-numbing compound. Conjecture: My conclusion is that you are currently barely able to move yourself, which will eventually be necessary to facilitate our departure I'm afraid. Inquiry: Have you recently consumed Rhyll spice Mistress?"The diminutive probot waits for its Mistress to answer before continuing in its whisper soft voice. "Suggestion: If you agree Mistress, I believe it is best if I attempt to covertly locate, acquire and return to you with some food rations, a medkit and a flight suit for your use. "Report: I already have some equipment I've brought here for you, if you wish it..." DRK-1X deploys its twin manipulator arms from within its chassis with a soft whirring sound. The probot reaches behind itself and withdraws the blaster pistol and encrypted comlink from the improvised carrying container affixed to its backside. "...a blaster pistol and an encrypted comlink. There are however two things I believe I should report to you now if I may however. The first is that I have planted enough explosives to destroy the main control center of this facility following our departure. The second is that I forcefully abducted Four from her faction's secret asteroid base before heading here. Although she eventually willingly helped me to find and reach this place, I'm afraid Four was killed two days ago."With a thought, the soft blue light from DRK-1X's holoprojector recedes from Dofina and coalesces into the shape of the aforementioned Four in her human guise, laying on the floor between the probot and its mistress. The badly injured woman manages to speak between ragged breaths: "T..tell your...tell Dofina I..tell her I am..I am sorry." Four begins to struggle with something in one of her outfit's pockets. A faint blue holographic version of the probot suddenly coalesces in the air next the woman and helps her to retrieve a datastick from her pocket. The virtual DRK-1X begins to whisper softly in turn. "Statement of fact: I am recording your image. Statement of intent: My mistress will view it as soon as I am able to replay it for her. Report: My scans reveal that several of your vital organs have suffered grievous damage and that you are bleeding internally. We are currently not in proximity to an adequately stocked medical facility where the damage could be repaired before you suffer irreversible system failure. I'm afraid you will soon die. Statement of sympathy: I'm sorry. Statement of gratitude: I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for your help. It is uncertain that I could have arrived here without your aid." Suddenly the injured woman's features pale and begin to visibly distort until Four's appearance has changed to that of a nemoidian female. As she changes, the dying woman manages to sputter out a few final words: "Final records...last transmissions...get to Dofina." The nemoidian woman fumbles to press the datastick into the virtual Dark Eye's manipulators as she slowly shakes her head. "You...are to be...commended..." Suddenly Four's face slackens and her hand falls away from 1X's manipulator as, out of her agape mouth, flows a soft blue ooze that pools near the woman's head. Slowly, the real DRK-1X allows the image of the virtual probot and dead woman to fade away before returning the holoprojector's faint blue glow to its mistress.</blockquote>

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