Ultimatum
Duranium Lord
With the knowledge recently gained from his old self, Ultimatum was beginning to filter through the plans and information from a previous life. There were a lot of ideas and designs that had apparently never been made functional. Some of them were almost achievable at the moment, but all were incomplete to some degree. Ultimatum believed he would need some help with such a task, at least to accomplish it in a timely manner.
Which was the moment where another thing he had picked up from his recent venture came in. For all of the tales of the evil of Byss, that world had granted Ultimatum more than many other planets. A sentient by the name of @Sebastion Thel stood as the key to a swift solving of his issues. He had sent a message requesting that he come to Ultimatum's location, which was an old space station orbiting a lifeless asteroid somewhere in deep space. The location was discreet and relatively difficult to find so that potential enemies would be unlikely to find them, but it also acted as a foundation for the LOOM, should it seem reliable to use it.
The small ship Ultimatum had arrived in, lay alone in the hangar of the small station. While the life support functioned, the station was in a sorry state of affairs. There was nobody with Ultimatum, no companions, no Shard, the robot stood without any suit, allowing his real body to feel the air. He had no way of knowing if Thel would show, though he trusted the sentient to take an opportunity such as this. The station was sadly lacking in regards to technological systems. There were no sensors for the space around the station, thusly Ultimatum had taken the time to repair the station's greeting systems. Then at least he would have some idea if some other ship landed in the station.
The droid stood before the aged viewport, scratches and minute dents scarred the surface and warped the view of the asteroid surface. The whole station was equally battered, but Ultimatum did not genuinely care. It could be repaired, or rebuilt if needed. Or it could be allowed to break in the depths of space.
Which was the moment where another thing he had picked up from his recent venture came in. For all of the tales of the evil of Byss, that world had granted Ultimatum more than many other planets. A sentient by the name of @Sebastion Thel stood as the key to a swift solving of his issues. He had sent a message requesting that he come to Ultimatum's location, which was an old space station orbiting a lifeless asteroid somewhere in deep space. The location was discreet and relatively difficult to find so that potential enemies would be unlikely to find them, but it also acted as a foundation for the LOOM, should it seem reliable to use it.
The small ship Ultimatum had arrived in, lay alone in the hangar of the small station. While the life support functioned, the station was in a sorry state of affairs. There was nobody with Ultimatum, no companions, no Shard, the robot stood without any suit, allowing his real body to feel the air. He had no way of knowing if Thel would show, though he trusted the sentient to take an opportunity such as this. The station was sadly lacking in regards to technological systems. There were no sensors for the space around the station, thusly Ultimatum had taken the time to repair the station's greeting systems. Then at least he would have some idea if some other ship landed in the station.
The droid stood before the aged viewport, scratches and minute dents scarred the surface and warped the view of the asteroid surface. The whole station was equally battered, but Ultimatum did not genuinely care. It could be repaired, or rebuilt if needed. Or it could be allowed to break in the depths of space.