The space station , 'Epsilon 4 ' orbits above a mining planet with a hostile and uninhabitable environment. It is however rich in the minerals required to build the jump gates that make interstellar travel a reality.
Epsilon is home to the 'Tetherraka'.
A race of self perpetuating living machines, they combine flesh and blood and organs, bound to metal frames, each one in the image of it's creators eye.
Some fulfill an almost entirely practical roll others,were created for aesthetics. Although do not misunderstand, they could never be mistaken for a biological life form. Although they can experience all those things a biological being can they find it incredibly rare to find the deeper more emotional experiences most likely because , in their creation there are aspect , genetics and mechanics from so many different species.
They content themselves with obtaining knowledge from other lifeforms, ever striving onwards , providing expert mining and exploration of hostile planets where the bio-races are incapable of making profitable endeavours. For a price of course.
In return they get to interact with many knowledgeable races , expanding on their advancement options and in turn increasing their survivability.
The Tethrakka are not the only race aboard the space station. Epsilon is a melting pot , a truck stop on the galactic highway and whilst most are passing through some have stopped to call this home.
Short on comfort but well stocked in essentials and distractions, for some there is no better place to disappear into the crowd.
Eve Madoc, ex-military on her home world of Lobos. She had been commander of a Hunter unit until an IED had taken her legs.
An extremely rapid medi-vac team had saved her life, but nothing could save her legs. All bone was removed from the knee a down and muscles, tendons and nerves were repurposed, and grafted to receptors that were then attached to amorphous metal exoskeletal augments.
The operation was a success and whilst unable to continue a military career, a contact had recommended her to the Mivov mining corporation as a pilot.
That was 6 years ago, since then she had learned the trade and been promoted to Surveyor and Risk Assessor on potential mining sites . She also supervised extraction if and when it all went to hell down on the surface.
Somewhere in the distance deep in the maze of Epsilon4 a security claxon sounded.
Eve slid out from under the fuselage of Erebos, frowning slightly as the sirens howled, the sound reverberating around the half empty hanger.
"Erebos report, what's the problem?" she enquired.
"An apparent gas leak in sector 1." the ship's A.I replied, it's male voice, soft spoken and unaccented transferred through Eve's earwig device that kept her and the ship connected at all times.
"apparent?" she raised an eyebrow.
" The systems throughout the station are stable Madoc. The alarm was tripped manually."
"ah a diversion then." Eve concluded
"it would appear so, security is circling cargo bay 19."
" pity the poor soul who got on their wrong side..Still we have things to do. Fuel up and stand by."
" Affirmative"
Eve turned in time to see a towering form of metal all jutting angles and sharp edges, if it had any softness to it at all it was well hidden. A series of whirrs and clicks indicated the large bio-mech was about to speak, the human woman at his looked up, her face breaking into a warm smile.
" Rakk you are a sight for sore eyes, you were not due back for another lunar cycle."
"The hunt went smoother than anticipated, apparently we were not expected, you look well Madoc." The synthesized voice had a masculine quality, but lacked the more subtle inflections of human speech. Behind that, the constant soft clicking of a fan over a grate, as he pulled air through his respirator. The reminder that even these beings needed oxygen to keep their biological functions alive.
The sound of a second Alarm, caused both to pause their conversation and look towards the direction of the siren. What was going on?
[OOC - please try to reply in two or more paragraphs, I want to avoid OOC clutter on this thread so please feel free to DM me any questions. Otherwise this is open, so have at it, all comers welcome. ]
Epsilon is home to the 'Tetherraka'.
A race of self perpetuating living machines, they combine flesh and blood and organs, bound to metal frames, each one in the image of it's creators eye.
Some fulfill an almost entirely practical roll others,were created for aesthetics. Although do not misunderstand, they could never be mistaken for a biological life form. Although they can experience all those things a biological being can they find it incredibly rare to find the deeper more emotional experiences most likely because , in their creation there are aspect , genetics and mechanics from so many different species.
They content themselves with obtaining knowledge from other lifeforms, ever striving onwards , providing expert mining and exploration of hostile planets where the bio-races are incapable of making profitable endeavours. For a price of course.
In return they get to interact with many knowledgeable races , expanding on their advancement options and in turn increasing their survivability.
The Tethrakka are not the only race aboard the space station. Epsilon is a melting pot , a truck stop on the galactic highway and whilst most are passing through some have stopped to call this home.
Short on comfort but well stocked in essentials and distractions, for some there is no better place to disappear into the crowd.
Eve Madoc, ex-military on her home world of Lobos. She had been commander of a Hunter unit until an IED had taken her legs.
An extremely rapid medi-vac team had saved her life, but nothing could save her legs. All bone was removed from the knee a down and muscles, tendons and nerves were repurposed, and grafted to receptors that were then attached to amorphous metal exoskeletal augments.
The operation was a success and whilst unable to continue a military career, a contact had recommended her to the Mivov mining corporation as a pilot.
That was 6 years ago, since then she had learned the trade and been promoted to Surveyor and Risk Assessor on potential mining sites . She also supervised extraction if and when it all went to hell down on the surface.
Somewhere in the distance deep in the maze of Epsilon4 a security claxon sounded.
Eve slid out from under the fuselage of Erebos, frowning slightly as the sirens howled, the sound reverberating around the half empty hanger.
"Erebos report, what's the problem?" she enquired.
"An apparent gas leak in sector 1." the ship's A.I replied, it's male voice, soft spoken and unaccented transferred through Eve's earwig device that kept her and the ship connected at all times.
"apparent?" she raised an eyebrow.
" The systems throughout the station are stable Madoc. The alarm was tripped manually."
"ah a diversion then." Eve concluded
"it would appear so, security is circling cargo bay 19."
" pity the poor soul who got on their wrong side..Still we have things to do. Fuel up and stand by."
" Affirmative"
Eve turned in time to see a towering form of metal all jutting angles and sharp edges, if it had any softness to it at all it was well hidden. A series of whirrs and clicks indicated the large bio-mech was about to speak, the human woman at his looked up, her face breaking into a warm smile.
" Rakk you are a sight for sore eyes, you were not due back for another lunar cycle."
"The hunt went smoother than anticipated, apparently we were not expected, you look well Madoc." The synthesized voice had a masculine quality, but lacked the more subtle inflections of human speech. Behind that, the constant soft clicking of a fan over a grate, as he pulled air through his respirator. The reminder that even these beings needed oxygen to keep their biological functions alive.
The sound of a second Alarm, caused both to pause their conversation and look towards the direction of the siren. What was going on?
[OOC - please try to reply in two or more paragraphs, I want to avoid OOC clutter on this thread so please feel free to DM me any questions. Otherwise this is open, so have at it, all comers welcome. ]
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