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[personal profile] solarcore 2022-07-17 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Clark holds off on salvage for now, oh so gently placing a hand on excruciatingly cold metal. Both out of sentiment, logging to himself the tactile sensation of space-worn alloy, like feeling the weathered edges of an ancient grave, but also to see if there's any response. Listening, sensing, seeing for any indication of nanotech churning towards whatever possible signature his hand might convey.

Nothing immediately. He presses his mouth into a line.

"Yeah," he confirms. "So, a bigger craft. Most of them are, I guess."

Carefully, he sets his fingernails into the seam where the door slides closed, and he really only needs a fraction of a millimetre of leverage to apply his strength and start to force it open. He's been making good use of the space-age sunbed on the shuttle, and so in spite of Kryptonian sturdier make, the metal is forced apart until he can look through.

Less dense metal layering over his ability to see through it makes for a cleaner scan as he looks around a chamber. Not a whole chamber, cracked open like an egg with visible space showing through jagged gaps, but he moves inside of it anyway.

Momentarily, out of visual range of the shuttle. And then, over comms, "Think I found something."
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[personal profile] solarcore 2022-07-18 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
A few pieces of debris connect, spin off in changed directions, but nothing fast enough to worry about as Clark slowly pivots the whole thing. Once angled where Bruce had indicated, he grips onto it to slow its momentum completely, a fixed point in space under his hand until he's able to let go.

The chamber has more panels, and several protrusions that look a little like the pods that housed Kryptonian armor (and Kryptonians), only smaller. Clark touches one of them, reluctant to brute force it open, and instead scans through the outer shell.

It only takes a moment before he reports, with a hint of wonder, "Android."
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[personal profile] solarcore 2022-08-03 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I can't tell how sassy it is yet."

Now, Clark goes about extracting it, peeling back metal with watchful care that he isn't damaging anything important as he does so. Revealing the textured, hooded eye of the robot make, near identical to the one on board his ship back home. It doesn't activate in his presence, no ripple of life, but perhaps there's something they can do with it.

If not bring it online, then take whatever information it might be storing. He takes a little time in disconnecting it from its pod, making sure that anything he breaks or snaps is not actually an intrinsic part of the android.

"There you go," he says, as he pulls it free. Then, "Should I bring it in?"