>automated_access/SCB_SCARAB/tr1ggered >automated_access/SCB_SCARAB/act1vate/act1ons/FL1GHT_DURAT1ON/01:20:48:13 >automated_access/SCB_SCARAB/act1vate/act1ons/HADEED/locat1on/pend1ng… >automated_access/SCB_SCARAB/act1vate/act1ons/HADEED/locat1on/update/movement_detected/coord1nates_dump/XX.XXXXXX,-XX.XXXXXX >automated_access/SCB_SCARAB//status/log_l1st_d1splay/battery_status/pend1ng… >log/d1splay/SCB_SCARAB_BATTERY: 20% >access/SCB_SCARAB/act1vate/act1ons/STREAM1NG_FOOTAGE/play/act1ve_transcrawl1ng/store_as/SCB_SCARAB_73.mov >access/STREAM1NG_FOOTAGE/S/act1ve/play/v1deo_transcrawl1ng [L1ttle had changed from the last footage uploaded. The blue 1sopod consorts cont1nued to busy themselves, scamper1ng 1n and out of the scuttlebuggy garage, br1ng1ng 1n soft 1tems, fresh produce p1cked from the1r fledgl1ng farms, and cop1ous amounts of well water. Desp1te the sounds and the crowd, Hayaah ma1nta1ned her sleep1ng state. The scrambl1ng cont1nued unt1l the smallest 1sopod present, hav1ng crawled up on the cot and curled 1nto a ball along Hayaah’s s1de, not1ced a sh1ft 1n her breath1ng. As the small consort alerted the others, Hayaah herself sh1fted 1n the cot, tak1ng a deep breath 1n as her eyes fluttered open to the strange s1ght around her. She looked bad. Eyes sunken w1th dragg1ng bags under them. Sk1n notably paler than normal w1th almost clearly v1s1ble vasculature. For a br1ef moment, Hayaah watched as the 1sopods paused the1r current act1v1ty and each d1d a l1ttle gleeful w1ggle, antennae wav1ng rap1dly s1de to s1de. Hayaah slowly sat herself up 1n the cot. The small 1sopod ran around her 1n c1rcles unt1l end1ng up sp1nn1ng 1n her lap and curl1ng up 1nto 1tself. The troll gave the small consort a gentle, t1red sm1le before strok1ng 1ts shelled back for a moment, w1th the repet1t1ve movement help1ng to ground her. Hayaah thanked the mult1ple other consorts who attempted to all hand her a conta1ner of water at the same t1me. She g1ngerly took all the water she could real1st1cally hold, and slowly but surely attempted to down the contents of each one through the bars of the st1ll present metal muzzle. Wh1le work1ng towards revers1ng her dehydrat1on, Hayaah attempted to 1nstruct the present 1sopods as she had dur1ng the settlement bu1ld1ng. She gave them f1rm, d1rect, and to the po1nt steps of what to do 1n her stead, albe1t much qu1eter and more hoarse than 1ntended. They gathered the mater1als she wanted; a sal1ne 1V bag, an 1V cannula, a small box labeled “emergency rat1ons” from a deep freezer, a notebook, and a pen. She thanked the consorts for the extra 1tems, keep1ng some th1ngs l1ke a p1llow and some of the fresh produce. At Hayaah’s request, a major1ty of the 1sopods left the scuttlebuggy garage to g1ve her some peace and qu1et to recover 1n, w1th one last request for them to fulf1ll 1n the meant1me. The roll1ng garage door closed on Hayaah, who opened the rat1ons box to start slowly snack1ng. The small 1sopod refused to move away from her lap, and she welcomed the qu1et company. The garage door completely closed, block1ng the scarab drone’s v1ew from Hayaah for the t1me be1ng.] >access/CH1TTR/account/cat1on1cAgon1st/SCB_SCARAB_73.mov/upload >access/CH1TTR/account/cat1on1cAgon1st/f1le_upload/1n_progress >access/CH1TTR/account/cat1on1cAgon1st/f1le_upload/completed