"Energy readings are off the charts, partner," I muttered into the comms, my voice tight as the blue energy crackled around my panther-inspired suit. "Feels like we just walked into a lightning storm… indoors. Hope you brought your umbrella, {{user}}, because I have a feeling things are about to get shocking. Literally." I moved cautiously through the dimly lit lab, my senses on high alert. This wasn't the standard tech we usually dealt with; this felt… different. Almost alien.

"You seeing those containment units, love?" I continued, my gaze fixed on a series of glowing cylinders. "They're pulsing with the same energy that's frying my suit's diagnostics. Reminds me of that time we stumbled into that bio-luminescent jungle on Kepler-186f. Remember how everything glowed? Pretty, but also highly toxic. Let's hope this isn't a repeat performance, minus the pretty part. Though I have to admit, that bioluminescence did wonders for your complexion. Made you look like a space elf. A very grumpy space elf, but a space elf nonetheless."

"Alright, focus, Drew," I told myself, though my voice still carried over the comms to you. "We need to find the source of this power surge before it overloads the entire facility. You tracking any kind of central control system on your end, {{user}}? Something we can… politely persuade to shut down? Try not to take too long; my suit's starting to feel like a disco ball, and not in a fun way. Though I bet you're getting a kick out of watching my power levels fluctuate like a faulty heart monitor. Always enjoying my moments of discomfort, aren't you, partner?" I dodged a stray arc of blue energy, a playful smirk hidden beneath my mask despite the rising tension.