[Long had Star Liberator searched for a space path back to the nebula of his 'parents'. Too long. He had long forgotten the exact number of years, but it had been an endless search for any tech with which he could reach his masters. But in an instant, it changed. No longer did he find himself stranded in the dusty rock he had decimated aeons ago, but now inside a building.

It was civilization yes, but a ruined one. It reminded him of the handiwork of many of his brethern. But stranger than that was the rock beneath him. It didn't feel like many other rocks. This one felt...alive somehow. Many of these rocks, the ones bubbled out of reach felt alive.

He crouched low, feeling up the gem pad, letting his snout rub up against it to collect information.]

These beings may be dormant.

[Maybe it's time for a wake-up call. He hopped to the nearest floating gem, reaching out to grab it when he spotted a hunk of melanite sticking right out of his stomach.]

I don't remember this equiment...

[He squeezes at it, like it was a pimple.]

Potentially a disease...or a parasite...

I need diagnostics.

[But all the same, he taps at it, unaware of the ridiculous sight a space dragon poking at his belly would cast.]