At first, Jill didn't know what the woman was. She looked human, but unlike the other petrified people, she wasn't decomposing. It wasn't until Jill picked up the woman's body that she got an idea of what she was. Back on Toril, there were Warforged, constructs built to have humanoid form. This one must have been built to be almost indistinguishable from an attractive human woman. "I think I just found a robot. I believe that if we take her back to the ship, I can fix her up while we rest."

In broken Common, Yasei asks Jill "What is a row-bot? Does it drive boats?"

"No, it is like...a construct, except it is designed to be more like us in nature. I can likely fix it on my own with a few hours on the ship. While I lived at Waterdeep I went to a university and learned a few things about engineering and magic. If any of you would like to provide assistance or company while I repair the robot, you are welcome to do so."

Sana nods. "Then let's head back to rest and fix her up!"

"Ok Captain." Once the skiff has returned to the Belle,Jill hauls the robot woman back to her quarters. She rolls up her sleeves and puts on an apron over her sweater. While she appreciates whatever company she is given (assuming that someone decides to stay with her instead of sleeping in their quarters) she remains focused on her task, not engaging in conversation except to ask them to fetch a tool or something to drink. Jill removes the dress from the robot so that she can have access to its internal parts and so that she can clean it up. "I am sorry that I removed your dress, Madame Robot, but I am sure that you will not be upset about being naked when you are back to being fully functional."

...fully functional.... ha!

Yasei is curious as an 8 year old, and gladly assists Jill in rebuilding the robot.

Misha was happy to return back to the ship. After helping carry the woman back to the ship, she unarmored and took a refreshing bath. While time was still of the essence and the Hive was still on it's course to Toril, a long rest was well overdue. 

Standing next to Jill in casual clothing, she observed her while she worked, quietly. Far from an intellectual, she was more interested in how this new woman looked like an actual person, but yet wasn't.

According to the medical readout, every single body part and organ was constructed with incredible detail, tubes and fibers and cords - all under what appeared to be living flesh. It was incredible - but impossible to determine more on a microscopic level. The technology simply didn't exist aboard the Belle.

Either way, she had a heart and it was not beating. A power source would be needed to jump start her in an attempt to wake her up. 

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She's also completely filthy. She would probably appreciate a nice cleanup, and perhaps a basic set of clothes.

Arcana: 6

Perhaps she was tired, but Jill made a technical error while trying to jumpstart the robot woman. "Merde!" Sparks flew and Jill got zapped as the machine did not accept the new power source. " Misha, does Acheron have something that might serve as a new heart for our robot friend?" Jill asked.

Misha was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed as Jeel attempted to caress some power into the inert construct. 

"Ooh. Uh, I theenk you hef the-" she started to say, noticing the amount of power Jeel was about to inject into the woman, but then a bright flash and a cloud of smoke verified the result. Misha coughed a few times and waved her hand, clearing the smoke. "Ees ok. Here. Misha might hef something." She walked out of Jill's cabin and went into her room. She came back wearing two slim forearm gauntlets with her sleeves rolled up and stood at the end of the bed so the open palms of her hands were on each side of the robots head. She tapped a few buttons on one of the Acheronian readouts that appeared above her left forearm brace, put a large piece of rubber in her mouth, and bit down.

She nodded for Jill to flip the switch.

DC5 Arcana.

Jill had no idea what Misha was about to do or whether it was safe, but she had seen her get electrocuted before and live so she trusted that she'd be okay. But still, she got Corrin to come help her.

Arcana: 15

The electrical current passed through the new stranger and was intercepted into Misha's forearm braces. She bit down hard on the rubber mouthpiece and her hands began to shake violently as she tried to control the current and direct it through the robot's body. "GbPhtbgBpbHb!!!" She began to seizure as the electrical energy found a home, and Misha stood, twitching, and smoking slightly. Then, she stopped, suddenly.

"HA!" Misha spit out the rubber mouthguard. "Just keedeeing! Misha ees fine. Oh, why the face! Eet was joke! I am o-"

Then, on the readout, the robot's heart began to beat, her eyes fluttering open. She took an easy breath, and as her eyes opened, they turned a beautiful bright purple. A gentle magical wave of energy at each and every tip of her hair moved from her scalp to the ends of her impossibly black folicle ends, and for a moment, unless your eyes were fooling you, it was like you were looking "through" it and saw a cosmic backdrop. 

Slowly, she tilted her head, and looked at all of you blinking. 

Jill knew that Misha was fine, she did survive falling like a meteor once. She was amazed at how lifelike the robot was once she had awakened and how beautiful her eyes were. "Hello." She said in a soft voice, trying not to startle her. "I am called Jill Moon. Do you have a name?"

Her vision slowly achieved resolution, her HUD came back online. Scanning. System diagnosis. Excellent. She sat up, slowly, on her elbows. She blinked and looked around. Such a variety of life forms. One of them spoke in a language she knew.

"Thank you for speaking first so I could figure out what language to speak back to you in. Yes, my name is:" 

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"Or, if you prefer, you can call me Emma." she smiled. Then, she noticed she was naked. "Oh, my. I was wondering why it was a little drafty in here. Do you know where my clothing went? Wait. We're not..in that cave anymore? With that horrible creature?"

"Nope, not anymore, you're on the Belle of the Sea - a spelljamming ship." Sana sticks her head in with a wave. "Hi, I'm Captain Sana, you'll see more of me when I'm not trying to keep my Beshaba-damned crew on task. Welcome to the land of the fully functional."

"Ah!" Emma understood. "This is your crew." She pleasantly looked over each and ever one of you. "It is very nice to meet you all. Thank you for reactivating me - I appear to have been on standby for quite a while."

Misha extended her hand. "Hello!" she said. "I am Mi..sha.."

When Emma adjusted her position, her long black hair fell from her shoulders, down, and flowed like a beautiful curtain at rest, gravity pulling it down naturally. From the limits of her perception, Misha could see a cosmic galactic star field "through" Emma's hair. Like a window. But..not.

"Well, hello, Mi..sha." Emma shook her hand. Misha's hands were a bit rough, and calloused from years of fighting and exercise, but Emma's touch was firm..yet gentle. Misha had bright green eyes, but Emma had iris's of bright arcane purple. Misha leaned in just a bit. They almost looked electronic, if she even knew what that was.

"How.." she muttered, amazed. 

Jill takes a bit to search the ship for some clothing, picking out what she thinks would look good on Emma. "So what were you doing on that rock, Emma?"

Yasei politely nods to EMMA, and in greeting, shyly spouts out “Ohayou gozaimasu”

”My name is Yasei no ōkiddo, daughter of Shōgun Ashikaga. You can address me as simply ‘Yasei’. My friend Jill here tells me that you are a row-bot?  I have never encountered one of your kind before!  Simply marvelous!”

"Hello, Yasei. Yes, well, more accurately, a..well, more like a..synthetic life form, if you will. And, well, that doesn't even begin to describe it accurately, but for now, that will do." Emma said. When she spoke, her voice had the smallest electrical vox sound to it. Otherwise, other than her eyes, she appeared entirely human.

When Jill returned, Emma began to dress. "Ah, it is good to move and wear clothes again. I suppose the least I could do is tell you a little about myself since you had the decency to reactivate me. I come from a world called Kontinuum. I am, for a lack of a better word, a scout. My people were once humanoid, like you all, but eventually evolved into..well, something else - over a million years ago. On Kontinuum, synthetic life was created and my people sent countless of us to the different worlds around the cosmos in a mission to observe, and learn, and study. The good news is, I now function again. The bad news is.." she tapped her head. "..my communications subroutine was permanently damaged a long time ago so I haven't been able to communicate with my home for well over a few thousand years now. But, that didn't stop my curiosity, and..well, my journey led me here, to this massive rock."

"That is absolutely fascinating, Emma. My sister," Jill points to Corrin as she says this, "and I are from a planet called Toril. We are a pair of not-so-retired adventurers who are here to save Toril by stopping the asteroid you were on from crashing into everybody."

Emma looks at Jill and Corrin curiously, and to Jill says, "Hm! A cursory genetic scan indicates that is not entirely true. Perhaps at one point you have been misinformed?" 

Misha's eyebrows went up to her hairline and she smiled, looking at the camera as if she was on The Office.

"I like thees one." she admitted.

Emma said, "Now, regarding your quest, I have been cooped up in that cave for far too long it seems..the creature in there was very frustrated with my attempts of evasion - kept my like a book on a shelf for who knows how long. I'd love to stay with you all and help you in your journey. I've heard lots about Toril."