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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aleksandra Zhukov" data-source="post: 6114670" data-attributes="member: 6699147">Aleksandra stooped briefly and surreptitiously cut off a finger of one of the bots, she quickly shoved it into a belt compartment and then made her way across the room to cover the stairs. She took up a steady firing stance with clear sight and close distance to some cover if needed, maintaining her stealth field at all times. "So gents, what are we looking at here?" she said over comms. "Those toasters looked attached at the head, perhaps this is some kind of research facility. We should stay alert for more hostiles or potential locals."[OOC]Is there any written language in the room or similar material?[/OOC]Aleksandra mused on the situation while she covered the stairs, she wondered to herself: [think] "What happened here? It this planet a potential ally against these toasters? Too early to say, best outlook, some definitive data on weakness and tactics.""That's a logic leap" butted in Olga from her suit's internal systems. "You don't know what the hell was down here." "Look there is no way that a species would be happy about being harvested like this." Aleksandra retorted. "No Olga is right." weighed in Ula "There are examples in history of wilful sacrifice to various causes regardless of intent or result. It is entirely possible that this species became subservient to the 'Toasters' believing them astral gods, harvesting could have been consensual." There was an internal pause then that bordered on the awkward. Then Aleksandra thought "I created you both, you are both part of me, don't contradict me so much.""Then start thinking like yourself and we will not have to." Ula replied. "Observe, profile, strategize, execute." Another pause. "You've not been this sloppy in years, get your <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> together." berated Olga,"You need to get over your space panic and you need to deal with the past, you won't die out here we wont let you.""Never." [think]Aleksandra wavered, the support was not as comforting as it should be. This was a new fight, there was going to be a way out, there was. This wasn't going to be like Somalia. She looked forward to pinning the finger onto her collection, that would calm her down.[/think][/think]</blockquote>

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