EVENT LOG | There's always a bigger fish.

[thespaceopera]

[The source of the toxins has been discovered to be coming from the Depths that were previously sealed off. The Dasioe, desperate for aid, has agreed to let the Fleet have access to search for the source and put a stop to it. So now it's up to you to prepare yourselves for the unknown, and brave these dark waters for the sake of this world.

But be careful: you aren't alone down there.

This is a catch all-mingle/event log for the Depths event and anything related to it. None of the creatures will be NPCed by mods, so feel free to control them as you'd like.

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[tough_love]

[She won't be hard to spot- there's only so many giant aliens around in general, and only one is down this far. She does momentarily stop using sheer brute force to force some of the damage to the hull into smaller breaches easier to seal- for someone with proper equipment, anyway- just to shield her eyes from the shuttle's search lights.

Great. There goes her vision for a while.]

[bi_otic]

[Whoops. Sorry about that. He turns away a bit so Looma isn't quite in the direct line of the spotlight and stops. What he would't do for a direct comm-channel. Not knowing her direct line, he instead sets the shuttle to hover and heads over to the airlock.

A minute or so later, the outer hatch opens with a hiss.]

Hey. [Awkward wave] Looks like you could some help.

oh god sorry I thought I already tagged back to this

[tough_love]

Only if you've happened to bring along the necessary tools.

[Still seeing spots but well, at least now that he's been kind enough to point that accursed searchlight elsewhere, her vision's coming back to something approaching normal.]

Though I will likely require assistance in leaving. When it becomes necessary, of course.

[She's here, she might as well help, right? She's got no intention of leaving just yet. She might lack the necessary equipment to weld the hull breaches shut properly, but the least she can do is put her strength to good use and make the job a little easier for whoever does bring along the right gear to patch the hull.]

no worries <3

[bi_otic]

[Kaidan grimaces a bit as he looks over the twisted shuttle, then somewhat hesitantly back at her because...well, he's used to aliens but she sure does cut an imposing figure. And he's met Krogans.]

I wish I could help, but I'm not an engineer. I could give you a lift, though, so you can find one. What happened, though? Are you alright?

[She doesn't look injured but it doesn't hurt to ask. Probably]