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Drakador_Chaos
Not every instance of the replicants was the same in this particular scenario, though one of them was indeed the average model, there were some extra variations. One of them seemed to be a relatively large and strong desert lizard with deep facial expressions, the other a businesswoman clad in a fashionable human suit, fit to her aesthetically pleasing human body. The next one was an old lady and an old man that always walked together, made to appear as kind old humans simply enjoying the facilities of the planet. The last one, likely the most treacherous one in appearance, was that of a young human child, no older than 12 years old.
The old couple moved into the position of the plaza, whilst the others performed pre-assigned routes through places that'd make them seem the least conspicuous. There was no need for direct communications between them, as the quantum comms between each other linked them into what was essentially the semi-hivemind of a momentary IPD instance.

Dumb
After a while of walking through the streets and unknowningly passing by a group of replicants, they arrived at their next target, the plaza with the fountain.
Around fountain stood a number of benches and short hedges, neatly arranged in a circle around it, groups of white flowers they had not seen before in the grass between...
Finding thier unwilling informant didn´t take too long, after asking around on the plaza, they saw a purple skinned and purple eyed lizard humanoid, sitting in the grass and somewhat intently staring at the flowers... for reasons unknown likely unknown to either side.
As they asked him about the rumor he tilted his head in curiosity and nodded.
"Hhnnngh... Hmmm... Yes, I have heard that rumor, something about a lost world, weird thing it is. I think it was some sort of rogue planet according to the story, but... the details...?"
He shook his head, looking somewhat odd with his long snout...
"No, no I do not remember, may try... hm..."
He looked at the sky for a couple of moments.
"There some crossing with a obelisk in the middle, a couple of blocks..."
He tilted his head again.
"...east? No, west."
He stopped, to look back at the flowers, it seems they wouldn´t get much else out of him...

Fort_Master_Gustav
After walking through a couple of streets whilst trying to raise no suspicion, passing the group of Gillian and his companions unknowning that they were after the same target, they eventually reached their target, there was a...
They paused, the statue was somewhat hard to explain, it... seemed to be a Musavian, though on the other hand it was so abstract they had issues actually identifying it and there wasn´t much of an explanation to it either...
Regardless, they began searching and asking around the area, at first without results, but eventually...
A tall, muscular, four armed man, with two stubby horns on his forehead approached the child, looking at it for a few moments then shaking his head.
"Where are your parents young one? You should not be here alone."
...he looked at her a while longer, confused but without disrespect.
"I have heard the story you are looking for... well, part of it, it said something about a Lost world it is supposedly a rogue planet, that is one which doesn´t circle around a star, you know?"
He shrugged his massive shoulders.
"But there is not much else I know, I heard it on a plaza to the north, there was a large marble cube there, with names inscribed, names of founders or something like that. Do you need help to find your parents, little one?"
He waited on her question, patiently.

Drakador_Chaos
The child was careful not to show itself to any guardsmen of The Embassy that might be observing around. After all, the canned excuse of "I live here" or "My parents are over at that shop over there" wouldn't fly with some people, and the moment they tried to pick the boy up they'd realize something was awfully wrong.
Nevertheless, he thanks the man, referring to him as "Big mister", and skiddedles off somewhere else. For this next place, however, the one to come to intercept it would be the standard replicant model.

Dumb
The man looked at him with a somewhat weirded out look on his face...
"Hm... This is not my place. But... whilst people may give you odd looks, probably nobody will complain?"
He looked at the sky, then down at his arm, a sort of holodisplay activated and showed the time in an alien language.
The man then shook his head and stood up, walking away.
"Farewell."
As the slimes were likely still watching the man leave, Gillian pollected himself some pollen, only to find out after some investigation, that it was in fact only a flower. It seems that, at least in this one case, not everything had a deeper meaning...

Fort_Master_Gustav
The man looked after the kid as it left, but luckily for the replicants seemed to show no further interest in it nor did he follow.
As the re-arranged group of replicants reached their target destination a couple minutes later, they found themselves in front of a large marble cube with around 4 metres of sidelength.
There were indeed names inscribed on it, though not exactly those of the 'founders', it seemed to be a variety of sponsors and notable individuals from the Embassys construction, whilst that list was... not exactly particularly interesting for anyone who wasn´t on a sightseeing tour, the marble cube did look visually appealing nonetheless, it´s edges and smooth surfaces glistening in the sun...
There seemed to be plenty of people around the place, amongst the more 'normal' people there seemed to be a couple security officers resolving some argument at the rim of the plaza, as well as one person which stood out in it´s own way as it seemed to be sleeping on one of the benches...

Drakador_Chaos
The team of replicants soon moved to intercept particular spots of interest within the vicinity. The average replicant male, looking like the kind of person that'd sleep on one of the benches, would go talk to whoever was there. Meanwhile, the elderly couple moved in with the child to loom over the discussion at the rim of the plaza, though at a safe distance.

"Ey man, having a wee nap eh?"

The replicant would suddenly spurt out, leaning on the bench.

"Quite a place, innit?"

Drakador_Chaos
"Near the Core, eh?"

The replicant lit up his cigarette with a small pocket lighter, the grin on his face was visible through the ominous hood of darkness that was cast down from his unusual hat.

"Well thanks mate, best of luck."

He patted the man on the back as the man went away, and took his place on the bench, which strained with his weight. He sat there, finishing his cigarette, before joining up with the rest of the team, who already made its way to the next location.

Dumb
As they reached their target the 'greek looking pillar was not to be overseen, standing in the middle of the plaza with around 4 metres diamater and around 10 high, it was quite the presence...
...what the men apparently frogot to note, was the giant statue of a muscular thinking humanoid standing atop the pillar, which almost half the size of the pillar itself.
How one could forget about something like that would likely remain a mystery, though searching for someone that stood out of the crowd proved considerably easier this time, there was some weird man, clad in red robes, standing amidst the crowd and... preaching?
At the border of the group of people a group of three security men stood, though it was uncertain what they did exactly, could be they were just waiting for orders, or they not entirely sure if they should listen to or apprehend the man...

Fort_Master_Gustav
As the last Replicant reached it´s target it found the rest of the group already searching the place, the was indeed a large 'spiral thing', to him quite clearly a strand of dna, but should one expect from drunken diplomat?
Looking around the place he didn´t came around raeding the the golden sign at the foot of the monument, mentioning it was not any specific dna strand but rather a representation for all the biological life which had founds its way to the embassy... with a lot of weird history, praise and flavour text, as these things usually were.
Whilst the rest of the group seemed to have already asked a number of indivudals on teh place, judging by the fact he hadn´t received any new info, they did not find anyone so far, as was about to walk off he saw an individual not quite unlike himself, standing in the shadow of the foot of the monument, observing the place, he wore a trenchcoat and a big hat and had generally an appearance that made him look somewhat shady but then again also not out of place or sticking out particularly...
As their eyes met, he noticed this man was, like him, searching for... something.
Something uncertain and he frowned.
As he approached him, he proved be quite direct.
"Rumors, hm?"
He looked at him for a few moments, before the replicant could answer, he answered his own question.
"Information for information, you know how these things roll."

Drakador_Chaos

"A man after me own heart I see."

The replicant leaned over the monument, producing the cigarette to his hands after a long inhale, and looking at it.

"Them buggers are getting less common by the day."

He lets the cigarette fall betwixt his fingers, stomping it on the ground lightly, putting out its embers.

"I'll let them cleaners earn their paycheck, eh?"

He draws a loud guttural noise from his throat, before speaking about anything that's mildly useful.

"Rumor's got that their's a big prize on a rogue planet down near the core, but you know how those cold rocks are, even more dangerous near that bloody storm. I'm going after it, any scrap of info helps."

Dumb
They did not stand out too much in the crowd so observing and listening was rather easy.
There seemed to be all sort sof people around, workers, diplomats, ship crew at least all judging by their appearal...
The man itself seemed to be not... particularly out of the ordinary, at least considering what he was, sentences like:
"We are all doomed!"; "We can only be saved if we follow the true god!"
...and things alike were rather common in his speech, the only reason he hadn´t been apprehended so far was likely that he did not actually bother anyone directly, aside from the theme of the speech was apocalypse, divine retribution and everything else one would usually expect from a fanatic cultist, however, there was one oddly specific information which stood out amongst what he said, at least considering what they already knew.
"...and so the story tells, of world near the core, a safe heaven for all those who reach it, devout to the true gods!"
...a ...rather unlikely piece of info, given anything near the core was usually everything but safe, though it was all the clues he gave, a couple of minutes later his speech concluded with the words that he would come back to the bipyramid to the north and tell them more...
Though waiting for the man to go there would be rather impractical, there was likely a reason why he chose that place specifically...

Fort_Master_Gustav
The man seemed to process the info for a few moments and then nodded.
"Near the core, huh? That´s new, people won´t like that but I´ll get paid anyways for the info."
He scrateched his chin, info on that thing seems to be sowed thin so far, from I´ve heard that planet is supposedly some sort of 'safe haven'. From what or why? Who knows. I´ll throw you some extra in case we meet again."**
The man frowned and eyed his surroundings before continuing, last info I got was by the GL&M sign somewhere to west, was some girl just... staring at the stars in direction of the core."**
He sighed and shook his head.
"Creepy stuff and may have been just some drugs or meds, but the way she said it... was oddly convincing, like those people you exactly feel they know... something, if ya know what I mean."
He patted the Replicants shoulder and walked off the plaza, likely to another place he would gather info on, or just to report what he had found, though they had another clue now thanks to him.

Drakador_Chaos
“Alright then gent. I’ll be seeing you around then.”

The gentlemen in the trenchcoat tipped his hat towards the man, and left without any more motions. Almost seemingly avoiding the topic of staring into the core, as it has long become common knowledge that doing such is not an omen of good things to come. Whether that be true or mere superstition, one can’t underestimate the powers that were.
With that behind their back, the team of replicants moved onwards again. This task was proving to be dragging on for quite a lot as the replicants moved to and fro, this better not be a dead end. However, even if it was, their infiltration was already successful enough, and they could chase other, more profitable endeavors.