DiscoDude: ---BEGIN SESSION---
DiscoDude: Session logging commenced
Kalos: <@!Cyril>
Cyril: Yes >:3
Cyril: Okay so, was the circus like, indoors? And there's a big hole in a ship hull now? Or was it sort of set up outside
Miri: runs up next to Cyril. "Wait up, wait up!"
Cyril: doesn't move very fast with the armor he has on, not hard to catch up with
Kalos: Its outdoors- Gigantic tent set up
Cyril: "Oh, good, now we can do the good cop-bad cop thing"
Cyril: (Can we get in to ask people what happened then?)
Cyril: (Or does it look like they're trying to keep people out)
Cyril: (With heavy armor I might look vaguely like security though)
Kalos: "The shows! they're gone!" "But what about the tent!?' etc;
Kalos: "Manager's is gonna kill me!" "You? he's gonna skin us all alive!"
Cyril: (Oh no. Doesn't seem like they're organized well enough to keep us out, can we try to find someone who looks sort of in-charge? :B )
Miri: cracks her knuckles. "Sounds like no one's going to stop us. Now, if I was a dino enclosure, where would I hide?..."
Miri: tromps in, looking for any sign of where the dino was held.
Kalos: There the baseplate of a massive cage in there- the lighting half on half destroyed- and what are basically hoola-hoop sized electronic stun shackles shattered and broken lying around, 4 of them- one for each leg.
Kalos: like they've been crushed together
Miri: (can i investigate them for signs of sabotage?)
Kalos: There's a lot of carnage from the big thing running about- it seems to have purposefully made as much destruction as it could before finally escaping
Cyril: suspects dinosaur mind-control
Keith: (So, sabotage on the circus, not the race)
Keith: (If sabotage at all)
Kalos: only one cage remains unbroken- filled with what look like half a dozen cramped furry dragon-things, all wearing similar cuffs but down-sized. Rather resentful of their situation seemingly- in fact, they're all staring at you two.
Cyril: waves at a dragon, oh no
Cyril: (Oh, can I like, search to see if these are actual creatures that live anywhere or weird original engineered things?)
Kalos: 3 of them wave back, looking at eachother. The workers are still in chaos
Kalos: an austferian one pauses, realizing you two are there
Kalos: "Who the hell are you?" he shouts from across a little ways
Kalos: Cyril: you don't recognize the species
Kalos: but its a big galaxy.
Cyril: turns toward the austferian! Will just try to buy Miri some time investigating. He has some suspicions about these critters. "Who the hell are you? And what were you thinking, bringing such a dangerous creature here?"
Miri: notices the weird way they respond to Cyril's waving. Signs of intelligence! She approaches them, cautiously, smiling.
Cyril: (lmao the "you" was italicised but that didn't change anything)
Miri: "Uh, hi there. You wouldn't happen to have seen what happened with that big-ass dinosaur, would you?"
Cyril: (I'll just like, try to distract them, since they seem to be worried about this getting them in trouble)
Kalos: "I dunno man! I'm doing what the hell my boss told me to do!"
Kalos: "But why are you here?" DID YOU DO THIS SOMEHOW?" he points dramatically.
Cyril: "No, I'm here investigating. Who's your boss? Was all of this authorized?"
Cyril: (I hope "vaguely impersonating security" won't get us killed lol)
Cyril: (I'm not good at roleplaying though this was a terrible idea, Miri, what are you trying to find here?)
Kalos: "Wait, what? you're with Valiant? Uh...."
Miri: as you approach, they desperately clasp their paws together and shake them
Kalos: one of them rubs over its blue-purple furred neck gesturing.
Cyril: continues being vague and not really answering any incriminating questions! "You're not in any trouble. Who's your boss, though? Who owns this circus?"
Kalos: "my Boss is..." he looks around. "Where the fuck is he?" he shouts to another worker-
Kalos: and spots Miri next to the caged creatures
Kalos: "Hey, get away from those!"
Cyril: (If things go bad I can pretend to haul Miri away to get us out of here :B )
Miri: (what can i do to try and free one of them. The closest one.)
Kalos: You can open the cage. but their cuffs are still on them. There's electronic controls to open the gate.
Kalos: not password protected or anything.
Cyril: (You've been sighted, but might be able to like, give them one of the tracking beacons sneakily)
Cyril: (Then we can get out of here and meet the others)
Miri: (crap. so i'd have to open the cage and remove the cuffs, which ain't happening.)
Miri: (is there any way i could, i dunno)
Miri: (slip 'em a way to stay in touch?)
Kalos: do you have a communicator on hand?
Keith: Keith radios the two: "We are en route to you."
Cyril: "Keith, don't come in here yet."
Miri: (is that a "do I have such a thing on my charsheet" question or "is there any reason you wouldn't have one" question?)
Cyril: (I did give you the tracking beacons in the last session at least :B )
Keith: "Why not?"
Cyril: (We could find them later)
Cyril: "It's a bit of a mess right now"
Keith: "There is nothing for us to do outside, you really want us to wait outside?"
Amoni Steeltower: Gets distracted by some belly dancers
Amoni Steeltower: but otherwise, is near Adem and Keith
Cyril: "We'll be out soon."
Miri: !g 8
DiscoDude: <@Miri> rolled 14 (degree -6; failure)
Keith: (Do you have luck? Also, why are you rolling at 8?)
Miri: (DX 13-5)
Miri: (and no i don't)
Keith: (... Yes. But why did you choose to go through with it?)
Kalos: "Hey, I saw that, the hell was that?" he makes his way.
Kalos: Running at Miri, the other 3 workers around are busy dealing with other things.
Kalos: aparrantly there's a small fire somewhere, cause you hear an extinguisher being used.
Cyril: goes with him! "I can get her out of here, looks like you're busy with this mess. Some other people should come by soon to ask more questions."
Keith: (bah, Keith could have taken care of that fire)
Kalos: The dragons by the way, took the beacon
Kalos: one of them paws at it and slipped it deeper into the cage among them
Miri: (sweet)
Kalos: and they kind of avert their eyes at the worker coming, not wanting to get his attention seemingly.
Kalos: huddling in the opposite corner
Cyril: (Good job >:3 )
Cyril: (Contact: lizards)
Kalos: "Stop messing with the goods, Get out."
Miri: "I'm sorry, sirs, what seems to be the problem?" Miri says innocently as she hastily backs away from the cage, grinning the whole while, ready to bolt if they get hostile.
Miri: !g 13
DiscoDude: <@Miri> rolled 4 (degree 9; critical success!)
Keith: Eyyyyy
Amoni Steeltower: (baby doll eyses of innocents!)
Kalos: at this point- those outside heading over here have almost arrived at the circus... along with a bunch of likely pretty mad Valiant Mercs and other onlookers.
Cyril: (Alright time to go lol)
Kalos: "... Nevermind- They're dangerous you know."
Kalos: "They can snap at any moment- step away from them."
Amoni Steeltower: Keith and Adem are at the entrence of the circus. Amoni is oogling some bellydancers
Adem Nineball: (goddamit)
Keith: "hrm... Lots of people getting in, seems like that was our chance, hope the two could captalize on it."
Kalos: a couple of mercs step inside the tent- cross their arms. "What the flying fuck happened here?"
Adem Nineball: "So....uh, What ar- oh, those are Valiant Mercs." he quickly switches to radio "Hey, Mercs showed up, you are in a tight spot, if im allowed to say so"
Kalos: The austferian worker perks up, and makes his way to them-
Cyril: shrugs, stops impersonation attempts. "They got some crazy circus animals in here."
Cyril: (Can I roll fast talk to, leave lol)
Kalos: In that moment that he turned away, the dragons try to get Miri's attention again
Cyril: (Oh! I have a bunch of tiny computers, but those probably don't work as communicators, no keyboard or anything :B )
Miri: surreptitiously approaches the little guys.
Miri: "Can you talk?" She whispers.
Kalos: one of them tapping on the cage- the dusty floor of it- they wrote something in short alien runes which your implant picks right up and rejiggers around until your mind can interpret it. "SLAVE"
Kalos: they shake their heads.
Kalos: but... it seems they have implants if they can understand you.
Amoni Steeltower: Returns to Adem and Keith
"So, I figure no luck getting inside?"
Cyril: "It looks like this doesn't really have anything to do with our mission. Keith, did you get any leads?"
Kalos: Cyril: youy can slip out it seems
Adem Nineball: "They asked us not to get inside, Amoni."
Kalos: they don't pay too much attention to you
Keith: "Not at all, Cyril."
Cyril: (Oh, okay, nice)
Miri: "Don't worry," Miri whispers. "I might not be able to free you now, but I'll try my damnedest to." She gives a thumbs-up: "You're important witnesses, you hear? Entitled to legal protection."
Kalos: They mostly question the workers... who are now concerned about not being imprissoned or something rather than keeping miri from talking with the draggos
Amoni Steeltower: "Oh great... then were is Miri?"
Amoni Steeltower: (Cyril is in the tent or?...)
Cyril: gets out of the tent, finds the rest of the team, kind of left Miri alone oops
Kalos: They sadden a bit at not being able to be freed now- one of them turns away and just rests.
Amoni Steeltower: "Cyril, where is Miri?"
Miri: frowns. "Dammit. Uh. Get ready to run."
Cyril: "Talking to the circus animals. Apparently they're sentient. Weird race, huh?"
Kalos: one of them is furiously scritching a long chain of runes.
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, I guess?"
Kalos: Numbers- 521-35... going on. It's an implant comms number.
Keith: "Hm. Hmmm..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Most circus folks are sentient,"
Amoni Steeltower: "To some degree."
Miri: She looks at the control panel, then at the dragon critters. She wonders if she could leave the gate ajar, and if so, could they run?...
Miri: "Oh wow. Thanks. This must be a huge clue."
Cyril: (They have the cuffs on)
Miri: (dammit, you're right)
Miri: (to be clear: no one's paying enough attention to stop me)
Kalos: yep.
Miri: (from talking to them, but i'll probably get stopped if i try to free them?)
Keith: "Hey... Isn't there always some crazy thing going on in the red line?"
Kalos: if they get out and try to run away they might attract security.
Keith: "Would enslaved sapient dinosaurs count?"
Cyril: "Lots of crazy things."
Kalos: mind you you're kinda big. SM+1 ish. like ponies.
Cyril: "I don't think so."
Amoni Steeltower: "Maybe?"
Kalos: "oh yes sir we'll never do something like this again"
"We'll clean up and leave right away!" and other reassurances given to security officers.
Amoni Steeltower: "I never payed enough attention to these races"
Keith: ( <@!Miri> , get the comms number, become able to speak dinospeak)
Adem Nineball: "Wait, what? I have heard of weirder things, but Dino Slaves? When did we even got Dinosaurs?"
Cyril: "I think they're engineered, maybe used to be something else."
Kalos: the others take their own sections of space and start to scribble their numbers.
Miri: (to be clear, everyone's seeing what Miri just saw, even though she didn't say anything specific, right?)
Keith: (Do we?)
Kalos: (hm?)
Kalos: (as in, like, is tacnet on?)
Cyril: (You can broadcast stuff, right?)
Kalos: (you can just broadcast video)
Miri: (like they're talking about the slaves even though Miri hasn't directly told them about it yet)
Miri: (let's assume Miri's been broadcasting to the others this whole time)
Keith: (Cyril has)
Kalos: (with free encryption, if through the hyperspace brick)(
Keith: (Cyril came out)
Amoni Steeltower: (I don't think tacnet has been on)
Amoni Steeltower: (I knew playerwise what you were doing not character wise)
Cyril: (Oh, I think I have a tacnet program and big computer, I can run it :B )
Keith: ( <@!Cyril> , how did your character find out about the dinos?)
Amoni Steeltower: (I never knew)
Cyril: (I saw them, they were being clever, and the big one intentionally caused chaos. This was sort of my guess, and why I asked if they were natural creatures or engineered :B )
Miri: "Right. So. I'll see what I can do about freeing you guys. I promise it'll be soon. Thanks for the info." She gives them another enthusiastic thumbs-up.
Kalos: do you wait to get all their numbers?
Miri: (yes)
Miri: (then she leaves to rejoin the rest of the group)
Miri: (bear in mind it really irks her she can't save them right now)
Kalos: They scratch out their work as you turn.
Miri: (not without them likely to be recaptured)
Amoni Steeltower: (Tell us when you rejoin the group)
Amoni Steeltower: (What you've been doing)
Kalos: You set top leaving
Keith: "I would not be surprised to hear about gene-engineered slaves."
Amoni Steeltower: "Mmm."
Kalos: One of the Valiant mercs stops you- another borged up avali-, holding a hand up as you make your way out
Kalos: "What were you doing in there?"
Keith: (Act. Natural.)
Amoni Steeltower: (miri?)
Cyril: (You can act like a tourist and say you were feeding the dragons :B )
Cyril: (You do have ten boxes of candy after all)
Kalos: the buzzers are throwing suggestions at you, fern. )
Cyril: (lmao oops)
Cyril: (It took me a second to parse that)
Kalos: (you could legitimately be giving suggestions over the radio)
Amoni Steeltower: (lol)
Cyril: (Oh yeah, true)
Amoni Steeltower: (Lets say you suggested this over the radio)
Miri: "Oh hi!" Miri chirps. "Hi, I heard the circus was in town and I always wanted to see it in person. You ever watch that show, 'Dumbo's Circus'? Don't you think I look just like Lilli?"
Miri: She proffers a box of Mike 'n' Ikes. "Concessions!" she says, as if explaining.
Kalos: ROll fast-talk
Miri: !g 13
DiscoDude: <@Miri> rolled 12 (degree 1; success)
Miri: (whoo)
Kalos: !g
DiscoDude: Roll error: please specify skill value.
Kalos: !roll 3d6
DiscoDude: <@Kalos> rolled 3d6 for 8 [3d6 = 4, 3, 1]
Kalos: he squints
Kalos: "whatever"
Kalos: "go."
Miri: "Sure you don't want any candy?" she says, shaking the box. "No? Okay, then." She shrugs, as if the merc just passed on the offer of a lifetime, then walks off to join the others.
Kalos: You're all together again!
Amoni Steeltower: lol
Amoni Steeltower: "Ah Miri!"
Keith: "What took you so long?"
Kalos: (back to spess cops 1~)
Miri: "Guys. Guys." She looks urgently at the others. "The little fluffdragons are slaves. They told me so themselves!"
Miri: "And they gave me a bunch of comm numbers!"
Amoni Steeltower: voops to spacecops1
Miri: She transmits the images to the others.
Miri: voops as well
Adem Nineball: instantly voops nothin personell, kit.
Kalos: -------------
Kalos: Cyril and Amoni, you're both going to the ship?
Kalos: anyone else?
Amoni Steeltower: (Adem Technically)
Cyril: (The cat :B )
Kalos: Things go uneventfully.
Kalos: Eventually you reach your ship after some time spent walking
Kalos: and can get on inside.
Cyril: Okay, I'll get the cuffs off
Cyril: I think I have lockpicks somewhere
Amoni Steeltower: Sits down with the critter and sooths it by petting it
Cyril: !g 17
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 11 (degree 6; success)
Amoni Steeltower: Also looks up on Codex to see what it is
Amoni Steeltower: If its been reccorded yet
Kalos: The cuffs come off-
Amoni Steeltower: !groll 12
DiscoDude: <@Amoni Steeltower> rolled 16 (degree -4; failure)
Kalos: Amoni: unrecognized.
Amoni Steeltower: "Cy, you recognize this guy?"
Cyril: (Should I roll research? :B )
Amoni Steeltower: (prob)
Amoni Steeltower: (yeah)
Amoni Steeltower: (You're lookin it up on the Intranet)
Cyril: !g 15
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 10 (degree 5; success)
Kalos: it's similar to some species... but ultimately doesn't really match any of them that you found
Kalos: it could be a cooked up critter.
Cyril: (How do we wake someone up from sonic stunning? Are there sci-fi smelling salts a ship first-aid kit might have? :B )
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, when they wake up we can ask if they are from a planet"
Kalos: Cyril: Yea. there is actually.
Kalos: but also they wake up after like
Cyril: Nice, we should try that, and hope they aren't dead
Kalos: a minute or two
Kalos: unless they're re-zapped.
Cyril: Oh yeah true, maybe just let em rest, they seemed a bit frayed
Kalos: These cuffs likely act like inhibitors possibly
Cyril: Did I remove all the cuffs? :B
Amoni Steeltower: ^
Cyril: And, can I check one out? May not have biology but I have lots of tech skills
Kalos: cyril: They're actually of pretty familiar design
Kalos: You've used something similar to this before a couple years ago back as a cop
Cyril: Oh, nice
Kalos: you took them all off, yea.
Cyril: So they're not deathcuffs, good
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, I guess we wait till they wake up... in the mean time wana do something or what?
Amoni Steeltower: "If not we can just keep an eye on them."
Cyril: looks up at Amoni for a second, still wearing completely opaque space helmet. Looks back down at the critter. "Should only take a minute."
Kalos: as you're speaking, actually, they stir awake slowly
Keith: Keith sends a message for the people on the ship: "Can you contact the nearest authorities about the slave circus situation?"
Keith: "Thank you."
Amoni Steeltower: Messages back
Amoni Steeltower: "Um, sorry to burst your bubble but I don't think this will do much"
Kalos: eyes opening up, limbs un-numbing as their senses come back to them, looking around-and up to Cyril and Amoni- and the ship they're inside of now
Amoni Steeltower: "If anything"
Kalos: (what room are they in?)
Amoni Steeltower: (Lets say a bunk room, a clean bunk room)
Keith: "Just do it, we are at the edge of a few nations, one of them might catch the circus."
Cyril: "Aren't we supposed to avoid disrupting the race until we can find whatever's at the last line?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, there a other slaver displays all about here"
Amoni Steeltower: "I'm skeptical that a more secretive slave display of more obscure creatures is going to cause the task force to get up in a fuss"
Amoni Steeltower: - to keith
Keith: "If you don't do it. I will."
Amoni Steeltower: "Alright, I'll contact the authorites"
Amoni Steeltower: "Just don't get your hopes up."
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni says dissapointedly
Kalos: tears begin to come from the creature's eyes as they rest up against a pillow
Amoni Steeltower: sigh
Amoni Steeltower: Notices the little guy*
"hey... I'm sorry you had to hear that."
Amoni Steeltower: "But the place we are in, hell this galaxy we are in, its gone to shit."
Kalos: they shake their head at Amoni's words.
Amoni Steeltower: "... We'll try our best."
Amoni Steeltower: Contacts the authorities
Kalos: and about now- they get up, and look around... jumping off the bed and looking about.
Amoni Steeltower: "Hey I'd like to send out a complaint. Not long ago, a Circus that was harboring a large reptilian creature had it escape. We have reason to believe that they are harboring seveal highly illeagal inslaved creatures."
Keith: "Amoni, uh, tell them that they are people who got modded into slaves."
Kalos: "What? where is this?"
Amoni Steeltower: "They are sentient people, who have been heavily modded."
Amoni Steeltower: "Its at the Circus that had a large.. Dinosaur?"
Kalos: Operator: "give us all the information you have-"'
Amoni Steeltower: give information
Amoni Steeltower: As well as vid Miri gave /Broadcasted to us
Amoni Steeltower: /Broadcasted to us
Kalos: "this is at... Oh."
Kalos: "uh.. Well..."
Kalos: "I think we can catch them afterwards.... but if Valiant is all there right now..."
Keith: (expected)
Kalos: "We'll do our best-"
Kalos: "Can we take down your number to contact you in the future?"
Kalos: (Narirela national security line)_
Amoni Steeltower: "sure... inputs number"
Kalos: "thankyou-" they hang up
Kalos: .... a moment passes. Runi calls.
Amoni Steeltower: inhales
Cyril: (lmao oh no)
Amoni Steeltower: is in a sate of suprise tbh
Kalos: Runi: "Amoni- what's going on? That's your call, right? It just popped up on my alerts."
Keith: (Oops, it was Keith's idea!)
Amoni Steeltower: "Yeah, we found some very illeagel going ons down here, and we went ahead and put a stop it. Originally Keiths idea on how to go about it."
Kalos: A sigh comes over the other end- and then a momentary chuckle
Kalos: "I was just thinking, I wish the council was still around. And then I remembered they wouldn't stop it either."
Kalos: "not during the race."
Kalos: "Well, so long as you're there, consider it a secondary objective to investigate the circus and the slave rings its connected to. 'Aight?~"
Amoni Steeltower: "Understood."
Amoni Steeltower: "To be honest, I kinda felt it wouldn't work."
Amoni Steeltower: "Don't really know what got into me there."
Kalos: Runi: "get them tracked."
Kalos: "As fun as having a big cool space battle sounds, it's a lot of trouble against professional mercenaries on that teir."
Kalos: "So we'll have to wait until their protection clocks out."
Kalos: "I'm betting that's the second the race is over. I'll get back to you on that."
Keith: ( <@!Miri> tracked them, right? )
Amoni Steeltower: "Alright"
Amoni Steeltower: (I think so?)
Miri: (right, i slipped them a tracking beacon)
Miri: (well)
Kalos: At this moment, the cat hops up onto a table present in the bunkroom- holding in its teeth a piece of paper with a badly written, barely readable number.
Miri: (gave them one, and nearly got caught doing it XD)
Cyril: checks the number! Comm address?
Kalos: yep.
Cyril: Is it readable enough to contact? :B
Kalos: A few of the numbers aren't.
Kalos: you'll need to ask for clarifications.
Amoni Steeltower: (Game of surrades)
Kalos: its like they held a pen in their two paws or their teeth or something
Cyril: draws a keypad sort of thing on the back of the paper and points at it, hopes they can like, paw at numbers precisely enough...
Kalos: they tap in their number.
Kalos: Contact?
Cyril: Yep
Kalos: "THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU!" they relaxed, and rested on the tabletop.
Amoni Steeltower: "Awesome!"
Amoni Steeltower: "..Sorry for sounding like a downer ealier."
Kalos: "That was horribble! You saved me... it's a shame about the others, but,..."
Cyril: "It sounds like a lot of them escaped too."
Kalos: "I was crying because it was all over... What are people like you doing over here?"
Kalos: "I... was afraid they'd zap us at any moment."
Kalos: "Wait, uh.."
Kalos: they suddenly realized something
Amoni Steeltower: "We have a mission to find out where this next big event is taking place. Because the hosts always have it happen on a planet that has something really bad happening on it."
Amoni Steeltower: "in a nutshell... you alright?"
Kalos: "I have a tracking thingy... in me. It's in my side."
Kalos: (it shouldn't work through the hull of this ship, you guys think. It would have to by hyperspace based to do so)
Kalos: (good luck fitting the brick in the cat)
Amoni Steeltower: "Um... how big is it?"
Cyril: (pfff)
Amoni Steeltower: "Like a chip?"
Kalos: "it's like a bean."
Keith: (Uses radio detectors)
Amoni Steeltower: Feels along side
Cyril: "They probably can't see us in here, but they would've detected you come to the ship then disappear. I don't think anyone will want to come in here though."
Amoni Steeltower: is looking for a bump
Cyril: shuffles around under the bed, gets a tripod out, has some Ship Defense...
Kalos: Amoni: you can find it- its behind their right shoulder. not present on the left.
Amoni Steeltower: "Cy.. if we start a fire fight we will be attacked by the security forces."
Amoni Steeltower: "All offenders will be shot and killed."
Cyril: "We don't have to shoot anyone, but it looks real intimidating."
Amoni Steeltower: "... hopfully they don't consider this... alright set it up but don't open the ship doors to make it visible."
Amoni Steeltower: "we also have some massive plasma guns"
Amoni Steeltower: "So let them chew on that if they consider attacking us."
Amoni Steeltower: "Alright, first off whats your name?
Kalos: "I... Well, here's the embarassing part."
Kalos: "I don't know who I am."
Kalos: "There's no memories on this implant. and I don't remember much."
Amoni Steeltower: "Did they induce amnesia?"
Cyril: "You could be new."
Kalos: "I guess? I remember language obviously-" (they're speaking Avali.. one of the most common languages)
Amoni Steeltower: "True."
Kalos: "new? really?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Yeah, come up with a name."
Cyril: "I mean, maybe. Seems more difficult to do though."
Amoni Steeltower: "Did they give you a number?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Some sort of labeling?"
Kalos: "I was called goldy.. but they called all of the ones like me goldy."
Cyril: goes quiet for a bit, listening to the rest of the group, with keith and the trapped dragons... "We don't really have any leads on our mission, right? A lot of sets of eyes could help us find something. I think the rest of the escaped people might be willing to help, if we help them too."
Amoni Steeltower: "Hears this, but goes back to 'goldy'."
"Well, we can't have that can we?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Individuality and all that."
Miri: chimes in: "Lilli?"
Miri: "Like the cat from that show I was telling Keith about."
Amoni Steeltower: "How about Lillli?"
Miri: (Miri hasn't heard their voice yet so she's got no idea what the cat sounds like)
Amoni Steeltower: "You look like a Lilli."
Miri: (they probably don't XD)
Cyril: (pfff)
Cyril: (nice)
Kalos: "Who's Lili?"
Amoni Steeltower: "You!"
Kalos: The cat's voice is using the generic 'default voice'
Cyril: (Lily, our old spacecops colleague...)
Cyril: (Oh no)
Kalos: they can't actually talk themself.
Amoni Steeltower: "I'm saying that sounds like a perfectly fitting name for ya!"
Kalos: "Oh, sure, I guess! I don't really know what I want to do with myself. but for now, I'd love to be able to just relax."
Kalos: !end
