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Capella appears... perturbed, for a moment. He only understands the basics of psionic power, and certain phenomenon that the Collective as a whole recognizes. He knows that those swirling masses cannot be Memory-caches... or if they are, it's not theirs...
Alas, I know nothing. At which hour we rescueth dear Centauri, that... one, shalt hath to shed light upon this phenomena.
It matters not to Duro if the trees are dead or not, the size and mass are more important. Besides, when Antares makes note of the shoots being more for the better of the forest, Arcturus mentally agrees.
The first tree is taken down and converted into matter - Arcturus donates some of the resulting matter to the Armory printer so that Rhick can generate more armaments... a Pressurized Crossbow (and 4 bolts) for Capella, some Deployable Cover capsules for Duro to throw and provide defense against incoming fire...
It suddenly occurred to Rhick that sometimes a violent solution is unnecessary. He also prints spy cameras, a set of binoculars and two grappling hooks... now he only has enough matter in the printer for spare ammo, which he does print, 2 clips for his rifle and 6 extra crossbow bolts for Capella.
"Hey, uh, Arcturus? I'm going to ne-"
Duro has already returned with a second tree and is currently converting it into matter, the giant Android making a sweeping motion as the tree de-atomizes inch-by-inch and reappears as a grey substance in his MCM's storage unit.
"This one's not as big, I'm afraid. We should rescue Centauri as soon as possible with what you have made for us."
"Very well. Duro, I got you some Cover Deployment capsules so you can cover us if we find ourselves in a hectic situation. Antony, I printed you a ranged weapon, some projectiles to go with it, and a grappling hook for mobility extension. I've switched out the fire-supressing bombs for my plasma grenades I deployed with, and also got myself an Omni-tool and a one-use cloaking device."
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The sensor array suddenly pings the three androids with an unknown contact. It feeds the details to Rhick.
"Oh, shit... Aerial contact! Highly psionic! Low power-states, now!
"It came from... space?"
"Hush now 'n make like grass!"
Antares shuts off un-needed utilities of the outpost to lower signature while the rest of the androids go into a low-power state to avoid detection.
