<strong>Name:</strong>Xasill-T-A76F32B<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Anthrodroid - Service Model<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Bridge<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Logical<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Vonn'e'heani Saddhek Dis, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The simulation approach did make sense, and it was a more optimistic alternative to being kidnapped by an intergallactic criminal. Xasill could not allow the passengers of this ship to succumb to panic, even if right now that was not their job — that was just their nature. They scanned the area some more for any signs of life or for any way to input commands, but no dice. Impenetrable as it was, the bridge seemed reluctant to let anyone else pilot the ship. Xas sighed.<strong>"We might as well make ourselves comfortable,"</strong>they could not help the defeated tone, as though they had failed at the one job they were assigned to do.<strong>"And besides, we might find some clothes on the way. Should this be a simulation, I am sure procuring said clothing is an objective."</strong><br/><br/>The android began to walk towards the bridge's doors, disappointed that their trip there with Vonn bore pessimistic results. But they could not let this brought their spirits down — if they had one of those. They had to remain calm and collected in order to ease the burden on everyone else's shoulders.<strong>"We should also find a kitchen of sorts; a mesh hall would do as well. But after being in cryo-stasis, everyone should be hungry,"</strong>even their system required some sustenance to remain active, as their company attempted to resemble human biology as closely as possible.<br/><br/>Xasill looked back at Vonn to scan his face for agreement.<strong>"Would you like us to search individually or together? I have no preference."</strong>