The Wayfarer

[Caliban]

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EVENT: Laboratory C

TRIGGER: Energy spike

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Amidst blaring containment alarms and a concert of rattled footsteps flooding the ship, Caliban demanded order while he assessed the situation. The 'Gardener' artifact has become active with no real telling in what could happen. It couldn't have been a worse moment to deal with yet another variable in a story whose finale was supposed to take place years ago.

Contrary to popular advice, the grizzled mercenary pressed against a control panel next to the sliding doors granting access to a quarantined laboratory which gathered dust for months. An oversized coccoon made of translucent crystal was held up in the air by chains and steel wire anchored in both the ground and ceiling. What was supposed to become a temporary fix to a larger issue has turned into standard procedure. Caliban's frame was overshadowed by the size of the Gardener. His visor gazed ceaselessly into the many shifting shadows hiding under such a smooth surface.

"You know. Guests are meant to pay rent every now and then. You're long overdue." - a dry jest left the confines of his helmet with an equally dry tone. One could easily assume that it's the voicebox limiting one's speech patterns. This fact was more apparent than ever, or perhaps he simply wanted to make the Gardener aware of the environment it's in. A hostile one if anything.

"Promised I'd get you one way or another." - Caliban added while staring at the crystal with crossed arms, hoping for a reaction.

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"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."

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