A figure could be faintly made out stalking through the cryo chamber labs in pitch darkness, seemingly in search of something, aimlessly rumbling through whatever storage they were able to get their hands on, leaving a messy horrendous sight for whoever was to pass by later.
A sudden cry of joy rang out, breaking the quiet ambient hums of machinery, the figure covered their mouth with their hands abruptly, taking a few looks around to make sure she wasn't spotted due to her earlier outburst, then returning to the matter at hand, a rack hanging with the uniform of typical masters.
A glint of happiness, her eyes glowed crimson in the night, she reached out, though at this moment, a crisp crack was clearly heard nearby, startling the figure greatly, taking a crouched position, they readied their fist, but no one ever came, and after a good while, the figure managed to convince herself it was merely the occasional activities of the cryopods, she then reached out again, crack.
And then, a low groan, that definitely was not from the cryopods, or was it… after all, it did come from the general direction, the figure furrowed their brows in confusion, debating whatever or not to investigate the sudden disturbances, and in the end, her curiosity won.
Now, tracing the origin of the noises, the figure came before a inconspicuous pod lying in the corner of the lab, it wasn't difficult to tell a person was trapped inside, and thus, the figure did something any normal person would do, that is, to shamelessly extort them of them of their future belongings or course!
“You seem to be rather in a fickle situation, can you hear me…?”
“How about this, I'll save you at the low price of a few lapis jewels in the future…”