FangTheCat
The ships eventually make their way to what once was Damadafu, a rather industrial planet belonging to the M.I.S.E, though now seemingly indistinguishable from the other verticies of the large galactical triangle:
The sight is very much like the center, but much clearer. Two thin beams exit out of it towards the other verticies, and one much stronger one connects back to the center. The anchor point beckons the arrival of the small lux fleet with the receiving of another percolating thunder, that seems to be reditected towards the center of the storm through the stronger beam. The planetoid pulsates violently, releasing a multi-spectrum wave of energy that temporarely deactivates the fleet, something that it seems to do periodically.
The drone's body buckles and shakes under the pseudo-pressure of the transition, as a large white flash washes over the drone's body, and its mind. It dwelves deeper into the phenomena, and soon, it is somewhere else.
Everything is darkness, not pure darkness though, there seems to be some small ammount of light seeping through what appears to be a semi-permeable membrane. There's vibrations that fill the drone's body, in places it doesn't even recognize as itself. Its subsistems seem unresponsive and it seems far out of reach of whatever effects and connections it had beforehand.
The vibrations seem to be interlaced with a kind of noise, as they slowly increase in pacing until they reach some kind of stability. All is quiet for a few minutes until a loud noise pierces through the darkness, and undoes it on a motion that drone couldn't control.
It seems to lift its body upwards in a sudden scared motion, opening its eyes, it sees that it's in some kind of wagon, and recently was lying down on a table in front of itself. As it acclimates to the new environment, it realizes that it seems to be some kind of humanoid now, devoid of any reproductive organs. Its mind seems to recall this to be called a "train", though with a lack of proper database access as its subsystems were replaced with a subcouncious, there's no way to peer check such memory.
To his right there appear to be a set of windows, beyond it, there's a kind of desert-y landscape that seems to slowly morph into other landscapes. To his left, a slighly open sliding door. Though it'd have to learn how to control its recently acquired body before it could move.