Scene #5686: Child of the Void

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Kushiko	--ORIGIN SYSTEM, LUA This was not the most ideal of situations, but in light of what had happened, the Lotus could not help but take a far more direct path than most. She reached out to those whom she could either trust outright such as the case of the Concord's First, or those who were /outside/ the normal spectrum of those Kushiko had worked with. There was security in anonymity, after all, and given what had happened to the other Elites, it was not the time to be picky about who was going to be helping. Especially with what needed to be done. Something had happened, at the very last moments; the Lotus, who could easily monitor Kushiko most of the time, was singularly unable to. This was troubling enough on its own, to the degree it occurred here, unthinkable. To that end, those who sought to aid her beloved Tenno, one of her many adopted children, she had made it plain to rendezvouz in orbit of Earth's moon, known here as Lua. Choice use of warpgate technology worked well with the systems that existed here, allowing for those who were coming to help to arrive without a need for a ship to dock with the miniature, station-like vessel that hung in orbit of Lua itself. Lua itself was quite the sight either on the way in or viewed through windows--what with golden rings circling and encapsulating the desolate moonscape--lavish architecture that signified the Orokin mastery over all things natural and technological during their reign. Far below, the opalescent halls that stitch together what the enemy destroyed have been long vacated since that era came to an end. That place below is where the Tenno were 'made', if you can really call them being made. It seems, be it Lumiere or here, the Moon is a truly important focus. There is much to do, however. Much to explain, or at least, deliver a briefing upon. While not opalescent, the halls of the vessel here are sleek and adorned well enough. The group is led, inevitably towards some central chamber--countless displays float and encircle the chamber itself; little cubes of light dart and flit about in this chamber, that with it's futuristic aesthetic would make one think of both a library--and a command center. Fittingly, a place of knowledge for those seeking it, be they invited or otherwise. Such is the goal here, isn't it? What would be important to the Tenno known as Kushiko is first mired in another question--one that others may well have an answer to or an inkling of--who is she? To most, there's a vague implication that she is not as she seems to be, wielder of the powerful Warframes as she has been. Certainly she is not a robot, technorganic aesthetics besides. To answer these questions requires a little bit of information to be shared... ...though more problematically will be actually /reaching/ the place she calls home, so to speak.
Origami Hiiro	Origami Hiiro is an idol. Always. She can't not be the teen sensation sweeping the nation (of Japan). Her latest concert tour is mainly why she's been absent for things, even if she's found a certain kinship with Kushiko that may or may not be returned in kind. It's hard to tell, and it's very possible she hasn't left much impression. That sort of thing can bother her, get under her skin. It downright digs at her, frankly. She's mostly just admiring the future-tech. She's from normal everday japan with freaky shit afoot, not the distant post-apocalyptic space future. Everything is cool. Everything is super cool. But people are gathering, so she goes ahead and introduces herself to the new faces. "Hey there. I'm ORIGAMI," she's not shouting, just emphasizing her stage name, "idol and expert in battling things in alternate dimensions!" Yeah Lotus may have picked up on that. She sure doesn't /look/ it at the moment, but that's what transformation sequences are for. She gets the sensation she should probably know who the gray haired lady is, adding a bit of nervousness to the cheery smile she finishes her short intro with.
Yuna Kagurazaka	Admittedly, it's been a fairly long while since the Savior of Light has been in the parts of the Multiverse from which Kushiko hails. But when the Lotus went looking for Elites who'd worked with Kushiko in the past, Yuna Kagurazaka's name would have been easy enough to find - and when Yuna heard why the Lotus was calling, the blonde girl immediately agreed to help out however she could. So Yuna has made her way out to Lua, arriving already in her Light Suit, and accompanied by the full Matrix of Light. Elner is decidedly sticking close to Yuna, while the three androids who are termed Yuna's 'doubles' don't press quite as close, looking around a bit more leisurely. As to how she (or they) got there? Well, warpgates are certainly a thing - but Yuna brought her space cruiser, the 'Mike-maru-go,' and it's currently floating outside Lua, above it and off to one side relative to where the warpgates come in. Rather than docking, though, Yuna and the Matrix just teleported over once the Lotus was appraised of their arrival and desire to 'beam' aboard.
Yang Xiao Long	Yang's here. She doesn't exactly know why, only that Lotus reached out to her. So, well... when the Great Space Mother comes knocking, you answer that call. Remnant is highly lacking in anything space worthy, however, so she's hitched a ride with another blonde. Yuna's entourage has an extra in it for the moment, "This is kinda a weird place, huh?" she mentions leisurely, leaning over Yuna's shoulder for a moment. "You know what Lotus wanted? She was a bit wordy for me, so I ended up not really listening too well."
Priscilla	'What happened to Kushiko' is a question Priscilla knows unfortunately little of the answer to. Despite the sudden mysterious mass disappearance involving Lumiere disproportionately affecting Concord personnel, many of whom have attaches, operators and officers of their own, the grand list of intel regarding the whole thing amounts to a big metaphorical shrug. It's not that Priscilla doesn't have confidence in her Elites. She's handled more than enough of Lumiere herself. Far more than most. It's just that, well . . . She remembers a time where she and many others had dropped off the radar like that for a solid week. Where they'd been, what they'd been through, and what had transpired in their absence. "Well met." she barely mumbles towards Hiiro, when she really should be paying more attention, but is otherwise mixed in being lost in thought and completely absorbed in the bizarre sort of ruined, sterile beauty about the Orokin moon. Something about it reminds her of a place very familiar and dear to her, despite looking very, very little alike. It just has that 'sense' about it. Yang insisting that her briefing had been tl;dr: gets slightly more of her attention, mostly in the form of (more of the suggestion of one really) an unhappy frown. "The return of her charge, as most of us wouldst." she asserts. "It is a poor guardian who falters in that responsibility amongst all others. Certainly thou must remember /something/ of Lady Kushiko." Unfortunately, there isn't a lot of time (or overt desire) to reminisce with Yuna, before Priscilla is hitting her radio anyways. <<"Thou must knoweth mineself to not be a technical expert. What, precisely, am I to be searching for?">> A super hacker she is not.
Kushiko	Teleportation, be it provided by the individuals involved, or by the technology this part of the multiverse was capable of, was very much the best way everyone here could actually get aboard the ship, when not using a shuttle of some kind. As to the Lotus summoning and requesting these individuals here, well. She had her reasons. She hoped they would be sufficient, but that would not be something she would easily share with those who arrive here. Much as she hoped they might understand her reasons for secrecy. The station, the hidden node that the group had been called to was one of many, equipped with advanced cloaking technology, hidden and squirreled away so neither Grineer nor Corpus could ever have a hope of finding it--only her agents, choice individuals who served the greater intelligence network she maintained. As if on cue, once Origami, Yuna, Yang and Priscilla are greeted by a figure that is perhaps not expected, given to secrecy, and yet not wholly there. The Lotus herself. A hologram of her, at least, suddenly appears in the center of the chamber that they were guided to. She is sitting because the 'real' her is sitting elsewher, at some distant point. "I know well your skills, and your demeanour," she starts, addressing the Concord First is the masked woman, wrapped in a sleek, orchid-colored suit. Her helmet bears a striking similarity to some of the symbols already seen here in this place. "I hope that any degree of hacking will not be necessary. But you are someone who is known, someone who is trusted, and for that, I thank you." The woman turns her head, the luminscence of the hologram flickering ever so slightly. "Yuna Kagurazaka. Origami Hiiro. Yang Xiao Long. Priscilla. What I require of you in order to help my Tenno, my..." She pauses for a fleeting instant, only to correct her tone a little. "My child, though she is not of my blood." The masked woman purses her lips slightly, if only to allow those present to digest that somewhat. "From what I have been able to gather from those who went to Lumiere, something very important, something personally valuable is what is needed to help those who have gone missing. I know only of the location of it, but that is more than I can personally deal with. Kushiko's ship, her Orbiter, resides in a place known as the Void." She gestures at once. One of the nearby screens floats over, displaying images; the blinding hellscape, space that doesn't /look/ like space, but a swirling ocean of clouds. Pale, green-white, something that defies normal expectations--indeed, Yuna and some of those here with a technological slant could get a good idea of it--and the idea is very simple: this is bad. It's like hyperspace for some, but a place outside the normal dimensions where the laws of physics simply do not apply. "If her ship were not there, we would not be having this conversation. It would be me finding, and handing this over to one among you whom I could trust. But this place is lethal to me. I have been through it once, and it has left me damaged in ways that are not for any of you to know." Her voice seems to have taken a hard edge. "I would not be sharing this with any of you if I thought I could do it myself. But my child... my sweet child. I would do anything for her, but I will not abandon her."
Yuna Kagurazaka	Yuna gives Yang a good-natured wry look, and is about to give her the concise version when the Lotus makes her presence known. The voice of the Lotus is at least familiar, and Yuna gives her a polite bow. Whether she's actually a leader among the Tenno, or just somebody who helps coordinate their missions, Yuna still has a healthy respect for the woman - and she's glad to have the chance to meet her, this close to face-to-face. "There are a bunch of people who went missing while they were investigating something in Lumiere," Yuna explains quietly to her fellow blonde (even if that's the only thing they really have in common). "Kushiko's one of them, so are Dorian and Finna and Tiny, and too many others for me to keep track of." Elner interjects helpfully, "Quite a few, all told. We're here to find something to help rescue Kushiko, in particular - something with a strong relevance to her, an emotional or spiritual attachment that can help lead her back from where we think she's been trapped." "Right," Yuna nods to Elner, already turning her attention back to the Lotus, and the display. She was trying to pay attention to that as well, and gets the gist of it pretty quickly ... although not very happily. At least this isn't Imperium space or any of its neighbors - as bizarre as the laws of physics look like they'll be, they shouldn't have to worry about Chaos. Hopefully. ... Most likely. Yuna's own knowledge of hyperspace physics isn't all that great; Elner, on the other hand, seems able to study out the display and get a general sense of what to expect. "Was the Void specifically damaging to you because of your unique nature," the little robo-faerie inquires, "or will any of us be at similar risk when we venture to the Orbiter?" Yuna winces a little at that - there were probably more delicate ways to word the question - but Elner's right about one thing: it doesn't matter HOW dangerous it is, because they're still going there, no matter what.
Origami Hiiro	Origami meanwhile doesn't really have any context for Lotus, other than having been contacted by her at and at least nominally trusted by Kushiko. She still politely bows a good forty-five degree angle and listens. It's a rare situation that Origami Hiiro has an actual opportunity to sit still and think, and without even really thinking about it as she listens she's pulling a small piece of paper from her bag, meticulously folding it this way and that without breaking her concentration. What kind of Origami would she be if she didn't practice the craft? It's a form of meditation for her. Origami speaks up, "Yes, I was going to ask the same as Kaguzaka-san. I am. . . odd, and that could cause troubles." She doesn't really have any sense of how odd she is in the grand scheme of the multiverse, but she knows at least she hasn't met anyone else with access to Origin or its power. She pauses, considers. "How will we find this Orbiter?"
Yang Xiao Long	Yang looks over to Priscilla. "Yo. All I really know about her is the super cool space ninja suit things she controls. I worked with her a few times, beating up Grineer and Corpus." the blonde shrugs a bit. "Honestly dunno why I've been called, I'm sure there's someone else much more suitable than me. I just punch things." The hologram of Lotus gets the brawlers attention. "So, we need to get on her ship and find something important to her?" asks the lilac eyed fighter, looking at the hologram. "Last time I saw colours like that, was when Ruby tried making an omlette..."
Priscilla	In all honesty, it isn't the first, nor the last, time that Priscilla will have heard someone so strange being referred to be another as their child. In her long experience, blood relation or no, no matter how abominable someone comparatively young is, there is always just that one person who can love and protect them unconditionally; a rare but everpresent breed in any world one goes to, reclusively found in positions of near-maternal guidance. It might be odd that Kushiko and the Lotus apparently share this relationship alongside a close-working combat relationship, but instead of being taken aback, Priscilla immediately upgrades her opinion of the otherwise reclusive operator figure, in a strange, parallel sense to her opinion of her efficacy. "Aside from the fact that it is mine duty as much as thine to see that proper care is taken of those under mineself, and part of mine ongoing stake in the world of Lumiere's affairs, a personal investment in Lady Kushiko's wellbeing is far from undue." she says to the Lotus, managing to be exceptionally sincere for the amount of time she spends staring at the strange image. "It wouldst not be the first time I hath been bid venture to such a realm, though I cannot straight-facedly say that the experience ever grows much easier. Why is it that her ship is lost so, and how dost thou expect us to reach it?"
Kushiko	Elner ventures the question in a way the Lotus was hoping would not be asked. For a few moments, she considers how to answer--more to the point, she considers whether or not it's the kind of knowledge that might get used against her, or more precisely, used by the one she's going to send them in to deal with. "It is dangerous, but not to the degree it is dangerous to me." the Lotus finally answers. "The Void is poison to most living beings. With proper protection, and only brief time spent going through it, you and others here won't suffer the same effects that others have." A contemplative noise seems to come from her. "Though I consider Kushiko my child, as I do all of the Tenno, it should be plainly obvious I am not her mother. She, and many more are orphans. Orphans of a trip through the Void itself." This alone should impress upon them the potential danger they're looking at. A brief nod follows Origami's question, as it does for Yang's own reiteration of their goal. "You're both quite correct, both to ask, and to what I'm asking you to face." The masked woman's head swivels slightly towards Yang. A mercurial smile. "You are not solely the sum of your combat skills. I'm hoping that you'll find what you and others may need to be for her." To her, then to Priscilla and others she looks again. Such as it were, with that enigmatic look. "As some of you may or may not know, she, much like her fellow Tenno have... lapses in their memory. I do not know what will come of this, what will come of what you find there, once she has it. But if it comes to pass as I think it will, there will be no amount of combat skill that will be enough to help her. What she will need are people who would be willing to make her see that she is more than the weapon she was made to be." A pensive, pregnant pause follows, the woman inclining her head in silent appreciation for Priscilla's sincerity at this point. There's a more important matter to make these four aware. What they're looking for, and more about getting there and why. "Beyond all I have told you, her disappearance has made someone else far more distraught. Ordis. Her ship is maintained and taken care of by what's known a Cephalon. You could call him an AI in the simplest of terms, but he is a living being like any other. He has shut down all systems, save life support which I have forced an emergency activation of in order for all of you to go aboard. He has been stripped of his purpose without Kushiko; this is why her ship is adrift. You must placate him when you go aboard, and tell him why you are there. I cannot send anymore signals to her Orbiter as he now blocks all but one, but I have its location, and will send you there." What goes unsaid is the fact that right now, in his state, Ordis does /not/ trust the Lotus. The Lotus who abandoned Kushiko once before in the face of the return of the Sentient. Something she herself is. But it is something she can avoid having to explain for now. "...Ordis will help you, once he realizes you are there to help him get her back. He knows, without knowing, what you seek." The woman gestures, and a panel on a nearby pillar slides upwards. A misty luminescence, looking much like a fragment, a piece of that Void that was so recently discussed. "Walk through there when you are ready. It will take you aboard; however be careful, as it's not designed for a great number of people." A far cry from the towering archive this area is.
Priscilla	The answer isn't unexpected. If the Lotus simply wanted Elite muscle, there'd be no need to contact the collection of people she had. Truthfully, she had expected something like this the minute she'd seen Yuna. If the desperate need was to reach someone emotionally, Priscilla knows from experience the girl is a better choice than most. "It is not unknown to I, what it is to feel that thou hast failed to protect thine sole domain, and that all within it hast been irretrievably lost. Damaged thou he may be, I cannot help but feel something for the Cephalon." she says about the mad, extremely dangerous, possibly murderous AI fragment-thing. "I shalt endeavour to cause him no direct harm, even aside from the sake of Lady Kushiko's return. As narrow as mine 'abilities' art, I hath confidence in mine broader experience. Rest assured." With that, she takes to the portal, though not overtly. Considering Ordis probably has control of the ship, and is also mildly nuts at the best of times, she does so invisibly and also goes first, getting a chance to scope around and move to a different compartment before someone very visible arrives and possibly triggers something, making sure she isn't caught in collateral.
Yang Xiao Long	"Man, Ordis must be taking this hard... I feel for the little guy. I mean, I dunno what I'd do if Ruby went missing... or Blake, or Weiss." remarks Yang. "Anyway, lets go then... Remember to be gentle, he's a bit unhinged at the best of times, if he's grief stricken that his purpose is gone, he might react violently to our arrival."
Origami Hiiro	Origami nods, finishing a small crane. One more for the wishing box as it were. "Right. I'm kinda. . . squishy like this but I can get us through locked doors. Probably. Hopefully we can just talk to the little guy, right?" She stands up, stretches, and gives the crane a little blow out of her hand, the thing flying off lazily and doing at least one accidental loop-de-loop on its short journey to somewhere in the room. Idols don't need wishes, right? And then she's next through, tapping her subconscious lightly, feeling for Origin and confirming its presence in her mind. She can do this!
Yuna Kagurazaka	Yuna is hoping that the Light Suit will be sufficient protection against the poisonous effects of the Void, but either way, they won't want to spend any longer than they actually need to. Either way, Yuna gives the portal a look, measuring it by eye and weighing what else the Lotus has told them. "Not really built for mass transit, huh ... Elner, you're with me. The rest of the Matrix of Light, stand by back here. If things get bad I may want backup, but ..." Yuna trails off briefly, even as Priscilla vanishes. On the one hand, they're going into parts unknown and the ship could have hostiles on board, apart from Ordis. On the other hand, they ARE there to get the Cephalon's help, and the less threatening they look in the process, the better. "... the fewer transits we need to make in total, the better, I imagine," Yuna finally says. "So all three of you are on standby for now. Jiina, if things go badly and you hear about it from me or Elner, you're on deck to come through first to help us. Erina, Marina, I doubt you'll be needed, but don't get too relaxed." Yuna bows slightly to the Lotus's hologram, "Hopefully we'll see you soon!" She heads through the portal as well - unarmed for now, but ready to summon shield or weapon as necessitated on the other side.
Kushiko	The Lotus inclines her head briefly, looking to--as much as she can given her masked visage--each of them. "Thank you. And good luck." Once the group begins to go through, she will disappear from this place--the hologram at least. No need to maintain it anymore once the group has departed. Going through the portal feels... /weird/ to put it kindly. It's an extradimensional tear, controlled enough to not be bleeding its essence through the rest of the room--once they're back, it's something that the Lotus will see transplanted /back/ to Lua. That's part of why they were here--proximity to Lua granted use of certain... instabilities with the Void down there. A palpable pulsation--there's something on the edges of perception--fleeting, and almost unnoticable, but it passes quickly enough. It's not a sensation to linger about in, that's for sure. What greets the team--or at least Priscilla first before the rest of them arrive on the Orbiter's bridge is stagnant air at first, but more to the point, darkness and silence. Near silence, at least--many of the ship's systems are in some kind of low power mode. There's a faintly audible sound--one of an open commline, much like when listening for incoming transmissions typically. And a crunch, should one's feet get placed... oddly. Wait, a crunch? Assuming the group gets some illumination going, they'll see what's almost... comical, somehow, or haunting, depending on one's perspective. Given the time of year it was recently, with a bit of clever artificing and technology, the bridge itself is decorated in a rather festive fashion. Snow that won't melt makes miniature snowbanks around the raised platforms just ahead of where the group gets teleported into. It'd be pleasent, were it not for the odd, heartbeat like quality to the pulsation of the Orbiter's engines. Heck, there's even a snowman, but all the lights are shut off for obvious reasons. The group will have some time to look around a little at least--mercifully, nothing /immediately/ leaps out to try and attack them. There's a notable lack of chairs for either of the two wide terminals. One of the closest computers at the fore of the bridge can be identified as a navigation computer of some kind from the look of it. Occasionally, a few faint flickers of the stilled systems beneath glass panes could be seen. For those of keen hearing, or unusual senses otherwise... there's two things they might well pick up on: that it feels like one is stepping inside someone's body, and someone... some /thing/ is talking? It's hard to make out precisely what is being said, however.
Priscilla	Stepping in snow upon arriving in this eerie place is so familiar to Priscilla that she has to take a second to stop and reassess her subconscious that the dark and abandoned spaceship would have snow on board at all. She even pauses to check that the snow is, in fact, actually snow, before moving on, avoiding leaving footprints all over the place because one time was enough to know better. The feeling of being inside someone's body, or rather, 'within someone's totality' is surreal to say the least, but it just goes to lend credence to the Lotus' insistence that Ordis is a living thing rather than just a code package, and it has her treading carefully through his domain, even if she takes her sweet time looking over everything on the way back to the engine room, the fabricators and decorations both; she's never seen where Kushiko lives before. Her direction is the source of the strange, heartbeat throbbing glow, and the general energy signature powering the ship.
Yuna Kagurazaka	There's some subtle illumination - very subtle - from Yuna's Light Suit, although that's only really noticeable if it's pitch-black. The Matrix Divider forms in her hands a moment after Yuna sets foot on the ship, though, and her weapon provides more noticeable light to see by. She takes her time in looking around as well, letting Elner scan their surroundings. "Life signs," the robo-faerie says quietly. "I'm not sure, but they seem to be from the ship itself, somehow." "From the ship?" Yuna echoes, looking wide-eyed at Elner. "Maybe being in the Void is unhealthy for it too ..." She trails off, and continues looking around the bridge, trying to get her stomach to stop doing its butterflies-flocking impression that started on the way through the portal. "See if you can interface with the computers ... let Ordis know we're here and we want to help Kushiko. Don't break through security, just attempt a basic connection." Elner bobs slightly as if nodding, and flits over to the control consoles, beginning an attempt to connect to the ship's systems wirelessly. Per Yuna's instructions, it's as 'non-invasive' as such a connection gets ... but it depends on the ship having any kind of wireless connectivity to start with.
Origami Hiiro	The odd glow overtaking the cabin from outside is what immediately grabs Origami's attention, turning around and then peering about the violet rift to take in the sight of the far more confusingly colored Void. "Whoa." She whispers. "The Void, huh?" Yeah that's. . . handwobble motion on whether that's more or less scary than Origin. Origin has monsters and hellpits sometimes. Tell your friends. "Space really shouldn't look like that." She says, turning back around to the others, looking around for any obvious Blinken Lights buttons to gather around and debate pressing amongst the team, or other signs of this Ordis. Sadly she doesn't have super-hearing to try at the radio sounds.
Kushiko	Priscilla at the very least gets a largely unimpeded advance forward thanks to her ability to hide her presence. The walkway down in the rear of the bridge that led to the lower level, hosting a fabricator oddly akin to a very, /very/ advanced 3D laser printer. Even if it's currently inactive. So far, so good for her at the very least when it comes to her forward progression. Forward progression that might become impeded, however, with what Elner and Yuna are doing. Origami may well be treated to the sight Priscilla gets when Elner tries his connection. It's... a horribly discordant voice; synthetic there is no doubt. The life signs? Not just the ship itself, the totality of the Cephalon's body being the ship itself. But the voice is far more stressing. A mantra of madness: "--give her. Give her back. ... give her back. gIVe HERRR bAAAckhhh, ///my/// Operator, I need her, I cANNOT--" And it cuts short. He knows you're here. Well, not Priscilla--not yet, he doesn't. "You aarrrRRe--not the OPERATOR, whYYY did they TAKE HER?!*" Well. At least he's not shooting. Out of the shadows, however, something rises. Impossibly, something rises near the back of the ship, before the paths split down to the bowels of the ship itself. Unsteady, it rises. A feminine figure. A glowing sigil. Valkyr. An orchid blue and black dominate the colors of it as it seems to 'stare' ahead, towards Priscilla, towards Origami, claws extending for a moment... ...then retracting? Either way, there's the other life sign.
Yang Xiao Long	Yang blinks, looking around at the ship before speaking. "Ordis, calm down. We're here to try and get her back to you... but we need your help." she says, keeping her weapon in standby mode, even as Valkyr starts to move. Is Ordis doing that, or could something /else/ be lurking in the ship, questions for another time, perhaps. "We need something that connects her to the world... do you know anything like that?"
Yuna Kagurazaka	"Hello, Ordis," Yuna speaks up, projecting her voice but keeping it clear and gentle, and walking over to the console, dismissing the Matrix Divider again - even though that means losing its illumination. Better to look as non-threatening as possible right now. "We know that Kushiko, your Operator, is missing. We're trying to rescue her, but we need your help to do that. We think we know where she is, and who's holding her, and how to bring her home safely ... but we need something that's important to her. Something precious to her heart, something that she would feel a connection to - a strong enough connection for her soul to claw its way out of wherever she's been trapped." If there's anything akin to a camera lens or other optic sensor at the console, Yuna looks into it, smiling gently; without such a visible optic, she just offers that same friendly, warm smile. "We were hoping that you could help us find something like that here, and if there's other help we can provide, I'd like to do that as well while we're here."
Origami Hiiro	Origami doesn't miss that, no, descending the ramp slowly after the brief motion from Valkyr. She's trusting heavily in Yuna's negotiating skills at the moment. It's weird to think of the voice permeating the ship as belonging to the ship itself, and yet, it projects through it just right that it is wholly natural to do so. Origami is wary of the monstrous woman-machine, but much like Yuna is opting to stay non-threatening. Listening. Trying not to geek out or freak out over Ordis and his strange speech. "I'm with her," she says of Yuna, just wanting to affirm that.
Priscilla	The unhinged synthetic crackle of Ordis' broken --even moreso than usual-- voice is enough to give Priscilla pause even from just how loud it is, never mind all the other factors combined. At least it isn't focused on her, which gives her plenty of time to retreat to the rear of the ship, and eventually where she finds the Warframe, still weakly stirring. It's Valkyr, which is by far the frame Priscilla is most familiar with, synonymous with Kushiko's involvement in Lordran. She isn't quite sure what to make of the gesture; whether it means Kushiko is still connected to it in some tenuous fashion at at least subconsciously cognizant of their presence in some fashion, or whether the frame itself possesses some kind of rudimentary, dreaming intelligence that awakens without another to fill its mind. Either possibility is slightly fascinating, but mostly, Priscilla feels a weird, sympathetic pang for the loyal, abandoned shell. If at all possible, she intends to pick it up, laying her hand on it gently first, as if reassuring a wounded dog that she is someone familiar. With the Valkyr in a bridal carry, she continues to the engine room while the others try to reason with Ordis.
Kushiko	As it happens, there's a great many things that are partially optic sensors. The ship begins to light up, little by little. Casting glow here and there, the blue-black coloration, the pneumatic hiss and steaming of bulkheads. The ship lighting up, little by little. "Her Warframe. N-no-NO no, Warframe, /VALKYR/ came back, somehow." The discordant voice shifts errantly everytime he seems to talk. At times, polite, genteel, other times completely unhinged. At least for the few times. Then there's time where it sounds... completely different. "Without her. I... /need/ my Operator. Happy to wait for her, however long her sleep was. This is not her sleep. She and I... we're both... /forgetful/." He seems to be rambling. Sorting through the pieces, as though trying to ascertain the /reality/ by which Yang, Yuna and Origami are here by. "Her faint heart... I remember it coming back. If she ever asked it of me, I would gladly abide to be without her. But this... is not it. There... is something you'll find. I wonder... how much did she tell you?" His voice sharply returns to the synthetic edge it has had: "/Find her/. She is... without us. I cannot... CANNOT abide her being stolen from me!!" he practically seethes. There's a great many possibilties with /why/ the Warframe is active. It's active, if only barely just--instinct alone, and the presence of something /else/ here. Something about the Void, something about being here. In a weird sensibility, the 'frame /feels/ something. She--it--can't see Priscilla. But without that guiding mind, without that joined aspect of Kushiko's, it's... /hard/. It's easily possible for it to revert. But Kushiko has spent enough time with Priscilla that, by proxy, Valkyr... /knows/. There's a barely audible /cry/ before it's soothed, and finally relents. This, coupled with what the others are saying is enough to bring some general order to Ordis as he rages against this situation. Past the inactive doorways to either side, past the corpulent Infested flesh (mercifully hidden in the dark) lay a single chamber. "A small thing. In the Transference Room. The Heart... hers, mine." Well, that's as good a start as any. Which... once Priscilla, Yuna, Yang and Origami make their way down through Orbiter into that rear-most room... they might think it an altar. But it's not. Illumination casts brightly from behind the object in the Transference Room as it's so called; the object itself being a chair, with wide sweeping arms and--well. This is interesting to put it mildly. The Void everyone saw outside is in here. By implication, Kushiko /has/ to be in here much of the time. She lives here. But the power is through the Void itself. A number of brilliant white plant roots drop through the top of this chamber, down into four separate nodes at the very rear, with some of the roots on the raised platform where the chair rests. There's an obvious sign that it's meant to enclose around the user, as panels are shifted up and away along the upper arch, with the rest receded. Here lies the heart of the Orbiter... and yet, as Ordis implies, something hidden rests here as well.
Origami Hiiro	Origami follows after Priscilla and her newest waifu acquisition, walking through the small ship space with fingers trailing lightly along the walls. It may not mean anything to Ordis as a gesture, but there's a reverence there. And a curiosity toward the dim spaces they pass by. The last room though is harsh. It buzzes at the back of the brain and her teeth clench with it. Perhaps her reaction is stronger, perhaps it's the voice in her head stirred to a froth. "Kushiko is. . . here, usually?" She asks the obvious redundant question. She feels like she shouldn't touch anything, but nevertheless she walks over to the edge of the floor, examining the plantlife and the chamber's core with solemnity. What would Kushiko treasure. . .? She knows nothing of the person behind the warframe, really, except what she's just learned. It's a feeling of hopelessness, really.
Yuna Kagurazaka	When she looks back on this, Yuna will be a little surprised that she stood her ground in the face of Ordis's borderline obsessive fixation on Kushiko. Maybe not 'borderline,' and maybe she was misreading something at the time, but in the present moment, between the clear emotional state of the Cephalon and its frequently-menacing tone, it's more than a little terrifying. Either way, Yuna does stay where she is as Ordis addresses them - and provides the clue that they'll need. "Thank you," Yuna says with a smile. "Hopefully we'll be able to bring Kushiko back to you soon." ... because honestly, fringe of insanity or not, Ordis is still entirely devoted to Kushiko - and Yuna is certain that the Cephalon, however crazy it MIGHT be, is sincere about protecting and assisting Kushiko. This 'Heart' seems like their best chance to rescue Kushiko, so Yuna makes her way back to the Transference Room. She'd check around where those panels and components retract while the system isn't in use, and look among the roots; if she can find any hidden panels with simple poking and prodding, she's checking for something of the sort - because whatever they're looking for, it has to be somewhere that it'd be safe from casual intruders (if such a thing exists) but where it would still be available if Kushiko needed it for something. She doesn't expect it to actually look much like a heart, of either the organic or symbolic varieties. But it might.
Priscilla	Priscilla, by contrast to the Lotus, is not particularly maternal, or well-suited to dealing with lost, angry, desperate people. She is strict, judgemental, and often harsh, with only certain soft spots for certain people with whom she shares a bond of considerable trust, and otherwise frequently aggressively domineering. She isn't equipped to deal with Ordis, and even the Valkyr's odd quasi-intelligence is a little awkward to be 'soothing' in the way she attempts, but it is, for all intents and purposes, what she recognizes as Kushiko's 'face', and even if it has no connection to her, it deserves some recognition for the long years it has dutifully and unfailingly served her. Aside, something about her cold, distant, and surreal presence, both physically instinctive and also in the supernatural sense, tends to be identifiable and 'kindred' to these strange and broken quasi-human things. Inside the heart room, she immediately recognizes why Kushiko had been interested in Lordran's Archtrees, especially those of the Painted World. Something about the pure white plants and their sterile energy resonates between the two concepts, and is the exact opposite of what she'd expected to see in an ostensible engine room, even without seemingly channeling the power of this 'void'. With others checking them out, she approaches the transference system, Warframe in hand, wading through the strange clouds of Void energy to see if she can get it to react to anything and divulge its contents.
Kushiko	It might not be as hopeless as Origami thinks. It's a bit unfortunate, regardless, for the being of extradimensional qualities, and testament that as low power as Ordis was running things, that the power here remains. Waiting. It pulsates, it thrums, it /breathes/ as Priscilla, as Yuna, as Origami and Yang pass into the room. The temple-like quality to this room, the equivalent to the engine room as this so-called Transference Room seems to be palpably stronger the longer one stays in it. Between Priscilla's carrying of Valkyr along with her, Origami's own unique aspect, panels and prodding, a secret compartment slides open, and a strange, elongated-looking device falls out of it and into the Halfbreed's hands, purely by chance at just the right time. What happens next, is owed to Valkyr's proximity. Closer examination might make one think of it heart-shaped, or an arrow. It is--or was--beautiful at one point. An image appears--is it some kind of locket? A shape appears on it, vaguely feminine, definitely humanoid. And then she speaks: "This will stop the voices from taking hold. You will have to dream, my angel..." The voice... echoes, in and out before her singing softly begins to echo in the chamber from the little device. A lullabye, make no mistake, but a strangely soothing one--whether it actually /is/ soothing to anyone here is another matter entirely. But what's more... troubling, depending on how one looks at it? The voice sounds eeriely similar to the Lotus. But it's... clearly not, it can't be, could it? Given the device's state, surely it would be easier to be repaired by the one who gave it to her--but that can't be the Lotus. Kushiko's mother? Or someone else close to her... given where it was, this would be the best thing to get to the young girl trapped within Lumiere...