Abyssal Echoes [RP]

The new of the lost research station, when noticed the next morning, was recieved with a minute of silence and a dispatched skilled scout team. The scout team returned with very clear evidence:

This was done by The Scourge, the single most powerful creature humanity has ever documented in the Abyss. 

This caused a great many concerns. For one, The Scourge has never come as high as that research station before, and there were plenty other lower down ones. Two, The Scourge is surprisingly pretty neutral to humanity down here. Only once or twice has it actually attacked.

Time passes...

Three more reports of The Scourge destroying research stations the next week. The week after, four stations and a center were destroyed. This had to stop, now, or humanity would lose years of progress into the Abyss. So, we made a decision. We called your team, hoping and praying that you were free. 

Miraculously, you were. So now, after some minor teleportation mishaps that might have included missing pieces of clothing, you are waiting to be called into the office of the man running the whole Abyss research organization, Gideon.

Beware unforseen consequences...

Dubia frantically looks around, startled by the change in locales.

(Well shoot, I've gotta eat dinner. Be back in ten minutes!)

(💔)

The immediate moment that PHORCYS notices the change in locale, it goes into Alert Mode, scanning a dozen different things a millisecond, like who could be considered an enemy (and therefore exterminated with extreme haste), where its teammates are, what are the surroundings like, and how can it use the environment to its advantage.

A second after the teleportation, the unit notices one crucial fact. It's on solid, dry, above water ground. Slowly but with increasing intensity, the highly elite two-person tall war machine of death teeters forward before slamming into the ground face down, the impact sending small shockwaves throughout the room. It tries a couple times to right itself via its glowing hover-engines and fails continuously.

"THIS UNIT REQUIRES IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE."

Dimitri is slightly startled by the new environment he's in, but tries to hide it, even though he's not that successful. He shrugs his shoulders, not really caring what lies ahead of him, takes out a flask, and takes a swig of some good ol' fashion Russian Vodka.

He always carries some on him, it's become his way of calming down, that's until he hears the cry for help from PHORCYS. In which he sighs, puts away his flask, and walks over to attempt to help.

"What do you need? You're interrupting my drinking time."

PHORCYS attempts to roll over and face A-3 (Dmitiri) using the unit's turbojets and only half-succeeds. The unit's singular blue glowing "eye" faces him.

"THIS UNIT IS NOT IN AN OPTIMAL ENVIRONMENT. THIS UNIT CANNOT RESUME KEY FUNCTION [MOVEMENT] IN CURRENT ENVIRONMENT. ASSISTANCE IS REQUIRED TO RESUME FUNCTION."

"NEGATIVE."

Dubia wanders over, dragging her trident behind her.

The only door in this sparsly decorated room finally opens after your long wait. Well, it was probably closer to a five minute wait but all the bickering makes things take longer. A guy, probably around 20, sticks his upper body out and motions for you to come in before dissapearing again.

Not to alarm anybody, but you should probably straighten things out and get in there within the next thirty seconds.

Uh...

You guys were just relaxing at your base when you got called here, in case you forgot the intro. We can just ignore this.

Dubia meanders around the area before stepping into the office.

PHORCYS attempts to roll into the room using its turbojets, and only mildly succeeds, scorching any nearby walls or objects and blocking the doorway to the office with its body, which is much too big to fit in the doorway. The unit attempts to fit itself through the doorway using brute force and fails three times.

”ERROR. UNABLE TO FULFILL OBJECTIVE. ASSISTANCE IS REQUIRED.”

aendur wakes up after taking a nap