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[Khroc Svaglorn]

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amnesiac lizard - chapter 1
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UNKNOWN SPACE STATION, UNKNOWN REGIONS
blood. shattered cryo-pod glasses. faulty electrical cables, seemingly ruptured, but by whom? and the bodies? unidentified assailants who have escaped the station? what was this? a heist of the highest magnitude? is that why the sirens are blasted off, so loud, so oppressive?

the white lizard woke up, from the sirens, lying on the floor, naked, amongst lifeless, bloodied bodies. he remembers nothing. not his name, not his whereabouts. why was he spared while another dozen weren’t? could it be his doing? no, it can’t be. he is tired, lethargic; if it was him, he would be ecstatic from all the blood he spilled.

and the cryo-pods? was he frozen? why and who would do such thing to him?

so many questions flooding the lizard’s mind, questions he won’t get the answer to, not here.

he checked his surroundings for anything; signs of his past, of the now-dead bodies, food, water, equipments that can help him escape, or survive another week in this wretched station. but nothing, he can’t find anything in this room, and the doors to another are all locked.

he would need an outside interference to survive. just like he always does.

 

[Kaleleon]

A Signal in the Unknown Region came out.

Distress signal was blaring into the headset of damages and the failing of major support systems. While it wasn't going to blow up per-say, it was quickly going to go down hill. It didn't take long for the triangulation in space to be acquired. What confused me, was the signal itself. Matching no other call signs currently saved. It didn't have any direct naming of who owned the station at the current moment. Just that this station was failing and counting the time down to complete failure. Every part of me wanted to just walk away and chalk it up to an old signal of a station that was set as a trap. However, the only thought of people who could actually be in danger and unable to do anything about it, was there.

"Eseven. Plot a course to the distress signal."

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It took a moment for us to get there. Hrolf was sitting next to the bay. A whine came from his muzzle as I grabbed the oxygen mask. He wanted to come along, or was upset that I was leaving without giving him attention. But I had to hurry. Looking back down main hall, I yelled out.

"Thinker! Keep the ship running. If we have to leave fast, I want to be ready. Scan for any potential pirates or ships that enter the area."

I didn't hear a word from the tactical droid, but I knew he would be fine. More over, Keive was with me. A Security droid that was rather useful as a guard, but more so I wanted him along to act as a portable aid should we have to move heavier things with delicacy. Instead of just using the force to yank it. We entered the connection tunnels and could hear the sirens going off. What confused me most of all, was the bodies strewn across the floor. many trying to reach for the doors, trying to leave the hatches. Reaching out for help but none came.

I couldn't help them now. But made sure to leave a mental note of the location in space so that if the Jedi wanted to investigate this occurrence they could.

"Kev, Head to the bridge and see if there is anything you can do about the systems. Thinker, can you remotely connect to the station through the ship? I want to know the layout. Any potentials for survivors."

I didn't hear anything from either of them, but Kev had nodded his white and gold robotic head at me before dashing off. His heavy weight clanging on the floor as he went. I went the other direction but held out my saber just in case someone was alive and using this as a trap. Maybe a creature that got loose? But what surprised me, was that there was a sign against the wall that read "Medical Bay, Cryo Bay, Science Wing."

Medical bay is likely the first place I would normally check. Just because if survivors are going to be anywhere, its either the bridge or medical. What really caught my attention was Cryo Bay. Maybe someone threw themselves into a cryo chamber to keep themselves alive? Or it was a military science vessel in which case, if there were dangerous creatures aboard, then I would like to be able to prevent them from getting loose.

"Kale, it shows some activity in the Cryo Bay and medical bay. Bridge is accounted for with Keive there."
"Thank you Thinker. Keep me updated. Heading to the med and cryo bays."

Khroc Svaglorn

 

[Khroc Svaglorn]

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amnesiac lizard - chapter 1
Kaleleon
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UNKNOWN SPACE STATION, UNKNOWN REGIONS
footsteps. just one, seemingly normal; no earth-shattering steps nor unusual shrieks. but you never know, they are hidden behind steel doors and exotic machinery of the station. are they good, or evil? what good and evil even are in this world? the lizard, just like his skin and scales, is a white blank slate. he knows nothing, but how bad some people would perceive the situation he is in at the moment. one man amongst corpses.

to lie or to say the truth. what kind of lie can he even come up with, for all he remember is just flesh and blood. to engage the stranger could be a death sentence; even if the lizard can fight in his past life, he doesn’t remember so. or he could try to convince the stranger with his complete lack of knowledge on how people behave in this world. yet to pass up on the opportunity is to potentially spend another lifetime alone in this station. this is his only escape.

survive or die trying.

he approached a machine, with buttons, and word ‘comms’ carved under. his survival instincts guided him to press the button, to communicate with the stranger on the other side.

<hello! can you hear me? is there any way to open the gate from the other side? I’ve been stuck here for… I don’t know how long.> he begged in a most desperate voice, almost whimpering off of exhaustion.

 

[Kaleleon]

Moving through the station, The hilt of the saber kept aloft and ready for use. Eyes playing against the walls as the filtered red light ebbed and flowed through the halls. Eyes constantly shifting back and forth to adjust to the changing brightness, and lack thereof. Between the sirens echoing in the halls, my boots left softer thuds as I didn't want to alert too much. However, there was only so much I could do without influencing the force. Secondly, it wasn't like I was trying to hide. More so investigate.

It was with a soft scratch that I could hear a communications line open. Down the hall and faint, but still there. A call for aid. Someone stuck behind a locked entry way. Rounding the corner to see the sign for Cryobay written plainly across the wall, the door was sealed shut. A panel and some levers to either side of it.

A request of opening it from the other side. As much as I would love to just throw the damn thing open, I had dealt too much with contamination protocols that I was not fond of doing it right away. Finding the communication between the rooms, I pressed the button then spoke clearly.

"This is Jedi Knight Kale. I received a distress signal from this station. I hate to tell you, but I am not keen on opening a door to a room I know nothing about. Dealt too much with contagions back in the day. Give me a moment to figure something out."

Releasing the communications, I pulled up my wrist and spoke into it.

"Thinker, what can you do about the Cryobay? Any information I can have would be useful. Someone is in there but I don't feel like getting contaminated or have to face something like Blackwing and Rakgoul again."
"Information is classified but there are a couple routines I could run. Namely cleanse, purge, or override."
"We will not be doing purge. That is likely destructive to everything inside."
"Understood. I would speak to whoever is inside and get them in a safe spot to run the cleanse routines. Just in case it is supposed to destroy invasive life forms."

Reaching to the communications terminal again, I pressed it.

"Alright, so good news, and bad news. We can see about getting you out, but the routines to clean the area might harm you if we don't take this carefully. Is there any way you could protect yourself from the scanners and cleaning systems in there? Hazard suit? Cryopod that can be closed and sealed? Also, if the Cryopod is connected to anything, disconnect it. Just in case the cleaning also cleans the pods."

Khroc Svaglorn

 

[Khroc Svaglorn]

|| TURN ON THE LIGHTS ||
amnesiac lizard - chapter 1
Kaleleon
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UNKNOWN SPACE STATION, UNKNOWN REGIONS
jedi knight… a strange word that somehow rings the buried memory of the lizard. bad, enemy, champions of ashla. a slight voice played in his head as he had a blurred vision of a fight. he decided to ignore the hallucinations, beggars can’t be choosers after all.

the jedi knight asked for a moment to think. protocols. contagions. plague. the lizard wonders if this was the situation he was in. who would froze themselves in a cryo-pod without any reasonable cause, and a plague might be an explanation. you weren’t in there willingly. another hushed voice played in his head. at this point he don’t know if he can trust it.

then the jedi knight told him to get into safety for cleaning protocol. not the cryo-pods! don’t let them trick you again for another century of sleep! by now the headache has become worse for the lizard. the more voice he hears inside, the sharper the ringing becomes. but he can see the logic in what the voice says in that instance, and luckily there are hazard suits scattered across the room. he jumped right into one, his scales feeling uncomfortable, even irritating against the fabric of the suit.

<I’m in a hazard suit, you can start.> the lizard says through the comms with a noticeable heavier breath. it’s all too much too soon, the voices, the sensation, after he just woke up from a slumbering sleep, and he feels like he can faint at any moment soon.

 

[Kaleleon]

I waited for a moment after speaking to whoever was on the other side. There was no response for a bit. Wondering what was going on behind the closed door. I took that time to try and keep my surroundings in my mind. My eyes moving down both sides of the halls. Making sure that there wasn't something coming to get me while I was waiting for this process to continue. Its when the voice came back through that he was in a hazmat suit, that I touched the coms.

"They should be starting any second now."

Another release of the com system before using my personal one to contact Thinker.

"Run the cleaning systems."
No response.
"Thinker, Answer me."
"Running them now. It looks like there is movement in the Medical bay near you. I have no clue what is in there as security systems have it locked down. Cameras are out. So be careful."
"Great."

Medical bay had something in there. But with the systems of the ship slowly dying, and being stuck in the chamber for so long, I wanted to try and get this guy out before moving on. It was with loud clinking I heard robotic footsteps. I turned to face the hall and around the corner came Kev. His body racing through the hall to me.

"Damn it! You scared me. Why didnt you hail me?"
"Records show whatever they had in here, was meant as a trials and research vessel. They were studying something. So whatever is in the Medical and Cryo bays are likely what they were doing."
"And?"
"I didn't want to use the Ship Intercom and let whatever was in Medical bay or Cryo Bay know that we were here."
"Fine. Just don't-"

A hiss came from the door in front of me. Opening up to show whatever was inside.

Khroc Svaglorn