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WHO: Aeon and whoever joins her
WHERE: Temba & Not-Temba
WHAT: Exploring - Security Station, Hotel, Laboratories
WHEN: 2nd half of July
WARNINGS: It's Aeon. She'll probably be indecent or get herself hurt at least once - especially if she manages to get into the lab.

Temba - Pre-Exploration
The little section of Temba Aeon has claimed for herself used to be an Agrii salon. There are numerous clientele service chairs, long and thin, with complicated arm and leg rests. She's moved them all over to one side in a sort of lounge space, and filled that with plants and pillows. The mirrors have been repurposed and set along the floor, ceiling, and sides of the entrance - both for visibility and as a stylistic choice.

Since Echo had announced that he was staying in Temba for a little while before taking the train in, Aeon had decided to wait and go with him, so they could experience it all together. To pass the time, she gets a few cans of black and white paint from Alien Target and starts to paint the walls. She has the doors propped open to vent the paint fumes, but also as an open invitation. She's also going to attempt a little portrait of Ga Re near the door, in case the Agri ever comes to visit - and also because she looks like she'd be fun to draw.

Not-Temba - The Hotel
Anyone approaching the hotel might notice a small speck crawling up over the higher floors. Yep. It's Aeon. She's used the grapple attachment for her gun to scale past the ruined staircases, and is determined to get a look at the top. Anyone feel like joining her? Or maybe trying to talk her out of another Bad Idea?

Not-Temba - Security Station
Aeon doesn't hesitate before creeping into the squat, stocky building. Security means secrets, and secrets are fun. She wanders the halls, running a hand over the seamless stone, searching for any cracks, indents ... anything that could lead to a hidden panel or access to power sources or wiring. When she reaches the carved-in desks, she'll crawl underneath, checking there just as thoroughly: though she has to turn herself into a leather-clad pretzel to do it.

Not-Temba - Laboratories
Another puzzle... she's determined to get in, but lacks the resources to get through the stone, so she's parked herself outside on a bench to study her impenetrable adversary. Those 'do not enter' signs are practically an invitation, but she doesn't have any of her usual explosives.

"Hm."

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Because Alberto had all the crystals in his bag already, Kaz was more interested in what would happen once Alberto's suggestions were made. So he said nothing right now.

Aeon was a creature of curiosity by habit, and while she'd been trying to be more mindful and careful, she'd had her share of that earlier in the day when Obi-Wan had told her not to just go crashing her way into the locked laboratory. She wanted to explore, to poke, to prod, and here they had something pokable and proddable at last. The two stations directly in front of them ... one had no monitor, just a panel, so it could have possibly been a control of some sort for powering others.

The other had a monitor, and Aeon slipped up to it and slotted her crystals home almost faster than the others could blink. with a hiss and crackle of static, the monitor flares to life. Aeon watches the feed, too curious about the unfamiliar creatures she's seeing to make any other connections about the rest of the picture.

"Hm."

Out of the blue, she wonders what the little critters taste like.

Echo's snort told Alberto that people most likely didn't listen to him. Given how he was the kind of person who took rules as mere suggestions to be ignored it suited him, he gave the clone a sheepish smile before focusing on the station.

Alberto was going to end liking Aeon a lot in no time, they both seemed to have nothing resembling self-control.

"Do you want to turn on these stations, then?" All right then, if they changed their mind later, they'd have to take the crystals out and put them somewhere else. Shouldn't be too hard. Only a few moments after Aeon turned on the other machine, Alberto inserted the crystals into the right ports of the station in front of him. Als, he's got engineering not Comms, and he's not sure where to go from here.

The kid's smile was regarded with a mildly wary sideways glance, but it didn't stop Echo from smiling a little behind the tinted visor.

It was then sidetracked by the flickering monitor, his brow arching as the feed rolled on. And on. And for some reason he felt hungry.

Wait, what?

Refocusing. "Everything looks like it's running smoothly," he ventured after Alberto said as much, looking away from the machine and to Aeon and Kaz for further instruction.

Kas watched one of the monitors for a moment, eyebrow raised at what had to be from the past recording of the greenhouse here in Not-Temba.

Without any warning, Kaz felt hungry. After all this time in Temba, he had learned to be wary of sudden feelings This was sudden enough that he instantly felt paranoid about it and at the same time wanted to see where it would lead.

"Just a moment", this was said to Echo. Kaz couldn't stop whatever Echo planned to do, though. "Try using the crystals in the other stations", this would apply to either Alberto or Aeon or even both.

"Alright." Aeon nodded to Kaz, taking the crystals out and moving to another station. As she blew the dust away from the ports, she sneezed, then remarked idly, "I could really go for one of Kyle's burgers right about now. What were those creatures on that first monitor? Do any of you recognize them? Because I don't."

As the crystals slid home, the screen flickered to life with the same strange mix of images and footage as before.

"... Huh."

Alberto was a little puzzled about what had Aeon and echo so interested in their screens and after when he looked over, he also started to feel the pang of hunger. It was a common feeling for him, however, so much that he shrugged, turned around, and focused on the machine in front of him.

It's powered, but it doesn't seem to work properly, the display broken. Giving Kaz a nod for the suggestion, he carefully took the crystals away to avoid getting zapped by accident and then walked closer to him.

"I never saw these creatures before." He said to Aeon when she asked about the creatures. "They're not in here..." Fidgeting with his communicator, Alberto taps the triad of hexagons over a green background, making the bestiary list pop up. "Maybe they live in this city?"

Echo opened one of his pouches when Kaz spoke, pausing in the middle of removing some makeshift rations from it. "Since we don't really have access to burgers at the moment." Which he then offered to everyone present if they wanted to snack on something while they were still figuring out what all of this was.

"Never seen them in Temba," he ventured a guess. "So they could possibly be here."

Aeon wants a burger, Echo has ration bars at hand and though he hasn't said anything, Kaz makes an educated guess that Alberto feels hungry too.

"Then feeling hunger is associated with this monitor coming online. Since when it did, I felt sudden hunger too."

And Kaz was the sort of person who would forget to eat until his body reminded him, so a feeling that's pretty uncommon would then be noteworthy. He squints a bit at the screen as a video of what must also have been the greenhouse comes on.

"...I believe this as pre-recorded. If this is also meant to be the same greenhouse as the one here is."

Kaz pointed with a gloved finger.

"When I saw it earlier, the greenhouse here was far more overgrown and chaotic than the greenhouse on the screen."

"Thanks, handsome," Aeon says to Echo, accepting his offering and nibbling at it thoughtfully. When Kaz posits his theory, she snaps her gaze over to him like a rabbit sensing danger.

"You think it's subliminal," she says, instantly following where he's going. "Subliminal messages tied to the greenhouse ... food advertising?"

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