<strong>Name:</strong>Xasill-T-A76F32B<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Anthrodroid - Service Model<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Naked, Confused, Awaiting Instructions<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kassathixil, everyone in the Cryostasis Bay<br/><hr/><br/>Suspension. This was a common sensation for Xas. Scientists would often deposit the anthrodroids in gel cocoons whenever they returned from service, only to be taken out of them to serve under another fleet later. They were hired muscle but without the ability to fight, only to perform the meager but essential tasks that crew members felt too superior to do themselves. Or rather, anything that did not require technical and specific knowledge to do, like cleaning or cooking. However, due to lobbyists pushing their own agendas, anthrodroids were allowed to have the decency of a private room for night storage and an indent decreeing that service droids must not be harmed by any means, as that would imply a hefty investment from the higher-ups at Osmosis Tech.<br/><br/>Xas started its protocol for de-hibernation — do not open the ocular lids nor the mouth, move upper limbs slowly to reach the cocoon's soft exterior and tear it open to exit, much like a primordial insect from the planet Earth. However, when their arms touched the lid, it was hard, unlike and what they expected. This was no cocoon — it was a cryo-bed, and a high-quality one at that. There was no precedent in their extensive library for that, or what protocol they should follow. Their chip temple began to glow a distressing yellow, While Xas' software began to search for their Parallel Thinking program. It was highly experimental and heavily encrypted into their database, but it was worth a shot. After all, they could stay there forever and it would not change anything, but they probably had a job needed to be done.<br/><br/>>>Insert Model Code...<br/>>>************** >Enter...<br/>>>Accesing Parallel Thinking Executable...<br/><br/>>> Situation: Trapped in Cryo-bed...<br/>>> Solution: deconstruct and embed Mopping Module with Elderly Assistance Program...<br/>>> Steps: Wipe glass, press body onto glass, open lid...<br/><br/>The variables were all over the place, but they had no other logical option. For all they knew, the Parallel Thinking program could be the solution. Maybe this was a test to see how it worked in stressful conditions. Xas pressed their synthetic, full-bodied figure onto the plexiglass, feeling it give way with ease. Their chip changed gradually from yellow to white to signify that their stress level was stabilizing. Their ocular lids finally opened up to reveal a dimly-lit room filled with more Cryo-beds.<br/><br/>And not only that, more beings were waking up from their respective beds in different levels of perplexment. Three of them were already up and about, and who knew if the other beds contained more passengers.<br/><br/>But Xas did what any service droid would do — provide assistance to the nearest crew member. Their extremities needed a few moments to warm up, and when they did, they slowly climbed out of the bed and walked towards who they felt were the most distressed: an Ilyassani.<br/><br/><strong>"Is anything the matter, crew member?"</strong>Xas asked, leveling their voice to a more helpful and soothing tone, while also matching the trade language she used. Before climbing out of the bed, they executed the Doll Module, which allowed them to hide their genitals so as not to distress anyone.<strong>"I do not remember being deployed to this vessel, but if I may assist you with something, I shall help you to the best of my abilities."</strong>