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Spotting a Resistance Frigate exiting hyperspace just a stone's throw away, most likely sent back to salvage any esoteric technologies that a good number of the RoC's plethora of warmachines possessed, which included itself; only to be corrected when it receives the ship's hail. Finding the crew or whoever ordered them to be sickeningly optimistic regarding the discovery of anything other than itself surviving the cataclysm, sickening enough to want to bore into the ship and kill everything inside of it before returning it to sender with its main generator dangerously compromised as a lesson for those foolish enough to cling to such a fragile hope of finding life where there was none left.

Setting its dark plot into motion, it reaches out with its arm, a thin, skeletal and warped-looking thing that looked like machine attempting to replicate living flesh-and failing horribly in the process; towards a large panel of durasteel plating aimlessly drifting several hundred feet away from it. Seemingly in response to its gesture, the scrap began to drift towards the mechanical creature and a minute later, was within arm's reach of the thing; grabbing onto the panel with no hesitation, the creature then positions the piece of scrap in front of itself, as if to hide from the frigate before kicking off of a nearby chunk of Eldritch IV and then sending itself lazily drifting towards the Frigate with its screen in tow.

Unless the Frigate's crew was comprised of complete idiots, the creature doubted that it would go unnoticed for more than a handful of seconds before they realize that the large energy signature coming towards the ship wasn't actually being generated from out of nothing; but that's all the time that it needed.