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middleofsomewhere2019-11-08 06:52 am
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Entry tags:
- !mission three,
- inigo [ou],
- leaf [au],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- ~x~arataka reigen [ou],
- ~x~conan edogawa [ou],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~elfnein,
- ~x~evie grimhilde [ou],
- ~x~feanor [ou],
- ~x~gwen stacey [ou],
- ~x~heiji hattori [ou],
- ~x~ignis scientia [ou],
- ~x~jessie custer [au],
- ~x~joscelin fitzthomas [crau],
- ~x~kaito kuroba [ou],
- ~x~kumoko [ou],
- ~x~lightning farron [ou],
- ~x~maedhros [ou],
- ~x~may parker [ou],
- ~x~peter parker [ou],
- ~x~raven [ou],
- ~x~sarai thunderstorm [ou],
- ~x~telli [au],
- ~x~tony stark [ou],
- ~x~yuki sohma [ou]
Race Against Time: Mission Start
Preparation
Four days after the newest passengers join the train everyone’s SCA glows with the colours of the void. A message for the mission to come.
There’s a few hours as usual to get prepared before there is an announcement. "Arrival to System #16125 imminent. Prepare for exit from Void. All passengers are to wear their Safety Control Apparatus."
A shudder as the train jerks to the side and judders. "We have arrived on Space Station Delta in system #16125. Passengers should note that due to the adverse conditions of the planet evactuation protocol should not be relied on."
Arrival
With that the doors hiss open into artificial lighting. As passengers step off the train they will find themselves in a vast room of stark metal. A hangar of a ship, the train looks strange next to a move conventional shuttle craft.
Footsteps sound, heavy on the metal floor. Three people approach. A man flanked by two women take in the group silently.
“Voidtreckers. Thank you so much for heeding our call.” The man speaks. “I am professor Jori. I am the lead scientist here. This is officer Mira, head of security and captain Quin. I believe you have some information already and time is short but we have arranged a short induction and basic training for you. A lot of the equipment we use is strange even for us and we know… nothing of your origin world. We will be taking the shuttle down to the planets surface and our base there. If you would follow us to the shuttle we will do our best to answer any questions on the way.”
He pauses and looks around. “I will warn you, the planet is very unstable and not a safe place to be. Even though we are deeply grateful for your assistance we do not wish to take anyone who does not wish to go. If anyone wishes to remain here and help with the technical side of things they may.”
It is just large enough for everyone, though it is a bit of a squeeze and those who are tall, large or spider will find it an uncomfortable ride.
It is a relatively short journey, the craft is small and fast. It has no windows and passengers are strapped into their seats, but apart from a couple of dicey moments the journey is smooth, allowing Jori and Mira to answer questions. Quin is busy piloting.
They arrive at a large camp, except most of the actual buildings are underground. Jori leads them down through tunnels to a surprisingly well lit room where there are a group of people waiting them.
“This is our main rest area, you are welcome to use it as a base whilst you are helping us. There are sleeping compartments at the far end, feel free to use any not in use. Food will be served here too, it is very basic I’m afraid. We have an open radio channel you will have access to for use in emergencies.” Jori explained. “I will pass you along to those who have agreed to give you a quick training course in our equipment and the specifics of the tasks we need assistance with.”
Basic Training: Red
“Those assisting with the clearing of space debris please come this way.” Quin called, before turning and leaving the hall quickly. She led the way up out of the compound to a large transport bay where there were a series of small fighter craft.
“These were donated very kindly by the Gubita people and are the best craft for the job, they can take a hit. A few hits actually and their beams practically obliterate space debris to harmless levels. Problem is,” She grinned, “Gubita have four arms and so they cannot be piloted by someone with two. Luckily they are just big enough to fit two. One person needs to do the actual piloting while the other controls the guns.”
She led them over to the open cockpit of one so she could explain the different controls. She spoke as briskly as she had walked and seemed to assume they all had at least a basic understanding of fighter craft, though she was open for questions if anyone got confused.
“Feel free to test them out. Once your ready then the sky is yours. There’s a group already up there, but they could do with being relieved. Radio is on the left.”
Basic Training: Purple
“Those willing to evacuate villages please come with me.” A young man gestures anyone over and begins leading them out of the main room.
“We estimate about fifty villages, though in reality they are glorified bunkers underground that house groups of people. Some we are in regular contact with and they are ready to evacuate once transport turns up. Others are less… They don’t want to leave their homes and believe that as the world didn’t end last time it won’t this time either.”
He shrugged, “Our aim is to leave no one behind, do what you must.”
He enters a bay that contains some strange looking transport. Best described as glass bubbles. Each has a front bubble, or carriage, with a control panel and then two spheres attached. Each sphere had a ladder leading up to it’s centre and a bench around the side, with thick straps. Metal legs kept the transport up off the ground.. “This is what is left of the public transport system here. But they are our best way of moving groups. Each pod holds ten people. We don’t recommend pulling more than two pods per engine, as it is harder to dodge falling rocks. They travel about fifteen feet from the ground at their highest.”
He took them over to show them how they worked. If they checked they would find the whereabouts of the villages on their maps and their guide was happy to point them out. “Once you have a full load bring them back here and we can shuttle them to the station.”
Basic Training: Orange
“If you come this way I will give you the rundown on lindusi and how to catch them.” Jori gathered any science types to his side and led them into a side room. There were chairs around a few desks and Jiro gestured for them to sit before turning on a hologram projector at one end.
Large lizard-like creatures are shown prowling around forests, or skittering up mountain sides. “This is the only planet in the system where we have found lindusi. It is an umbrella term for many sub species of creatures but they are all reptilian creatures that don’t just survive in this environment but seem to thrive here. They are predators, preying on each other as well as other creatures.” He grinned as the images moved through different creatures, some small, some very large.
“We have transporter ships read, we just need help rounding the creatures up. You will be given a restraining device.” He help up an object that looked a bit like a yoyo. “You attach the strap to your wrist and throw the device towards the creature.”
One of the scientists stepped forward and Jori threw the yoyo at him, It stuck where it landed and there were three short beeps. “It will detect their heartbeat and their size and create a harness for them.” It did indeed do that, straps sprang out of the cylinder and wrapped around the scientist, restraining him whilst leaving him able to walk. “
We do not recommend trying to restrain a creature more than half your size unless you are unnaturally strong. Larger creatures can be lured into the transporters directly. You will each receive a tranquilliser gun in case things become dangerous but we ask that you only use those in emergencies.”
One of the scientists began handing out the restraining devices. “Please have a practice with the restrainers. They are completely painless so practising on each other is fine. If anyone has any questions now is the time to ask.”
Basic Training: Blue
Mira gathers up anyone left and takes them off to a large training room before handing them a glove with a small disk in the centre. “Shields. Very easy to use, just clench your fist to activate the shield and throw your fist in the direction you need to protect. They will fly out up to ten feet so can be used to block falling rocks. They don’t last long, thirty seconds at best but they will save you from a rock rain or stop a charging lindusi.”
She looked around. “Your job is easy, don’t let the scientists die. They won’t let us actually shoot lindusi, even the ones that try to eat them, so tranq guns have to do.”
She went over to a basket full of small hard balls. “Have a practice with these, make sure you can all activate the shield before you leave. Good luck, I’ll be out there too so just yell on the radio if you need me.”
Four days after the newest passengers join the train everyone’s SCA glows with the colours of the void. A message for the mission to come.
There’s a few hours as usual to get prepared before there is an announcement. "Arrival to System #16125 imminent. Prepare for exit from Void. All passengers are to wear their Safety Control Apparatus."
A shudder as the train jerks to the side and judders. "We have arrived on Space Station Delta in system #16125. Passengers should note that due to the adverse conditions of the planet evactuation protocol should not be relied on."
Arrival
With that the doors hiss open into artificial lighting. As passengers step off the train they will find themselves in a vast room of stark metal. A hangar of a ship, the train looks strange next to a move conventional shuttle craft.
Footsteps sound, heavy on the metal floor. Three people approach. A man flanked by two women take in the group silently.
“Voidtreckers. Thank you so much for heeding our call.” The man speaks. “I am professor Jori. I am the lead scientist here. This is officer Mira, head of security and captain Quin. I believe you have some information already and time is short but we have arranged a short induction and basic training for you. A lot of the equipment we use is strange even for us and we know… nothing of your origin world. We will be taking the shuttle down to the planets surface and our base there. If you would follow us to the shuttle we will do our best to answer any questions on the way.”
He pauses and looks around. “I will warn you, the planet is very unstable and not a safe place to be. Even though we are deeply grateful for your assistance we do not wish to take anyone who does not wish to go. If anyone wishes to remain here and help with the technical side of things they may.”
It is just large enough for everyone, though it is a bit of a squeeze and those who are tall, large or spider will find it an uncomfortable ride.
It is a relatively short journey, the craft is small and fast. It has no windows and passengers are strapped into their seats, but apart from a couple of dicey moments the journey is smooth, allowing Jori and Mira to answer questions. Quin is busy piloting.
They arrive at a large camp, except most of the actual buildings are underground. Jori leads them down through tunnels to a surprisingly well lit room where there are a group of people waiting them.
“This is our main rest area, you are welcome to use it as a base whilst you are helping us. There are sleeping compartments at the far end, feel free to use any not in use. Food will be served here too, it is very basic I’m afraid. We have an open radio channel you will have access to for use in emergencies.” Jori explained. “I will pass you along to those who have agreed to give you a quick training course in our equipment and the specifics of the tasks we need assistance with.”
Basic Training: Red
“Those assisting with the clearing of space debris please come this way.” Quin called, before turning and leaving the hall quickly. She led the way up out of the compound to a large transport bay where there were a series of small fighter craft.
“These were donated very kindly by the Gubita people and are the best craft for the job, they can take a hit. A few hits actually and their beams practically obliterate space debris to harmless levels. Problem is,” She grinned, “Gubita have four arms and so they cannot be piloted by someone with two. Luckily they are just big enough to fit two. One person needs to do the actual piloting while the other controls the guns.”
She led them over to the open cockpit of one so she could explain the different controls. She spoke as briskly as she had walked and seemed to assume they all had at least a basic understanding of fighter craft, though she was open for questions if anyone got confused.
“Feel free to test them out. Once your ready then the sky is yours. There’s a group already up there, but they could do with being relieved. Radio is on the left.”
Basic Training: Purple
“Those willing to evacuate villages please come with me.” A young man gestures anyone over and begins leading them out of the main room.
“We estimate about fifty villages, though in reality they are glorified bunkers underground that house groups of people. Some we are in regular contact with and they are ready to evacuate once transport turns up. Others are less… They don’t want to leave their homes and believe that as the world didn’t end last time it won’t this time either.”
He shrugged, “Our aim is to leave no one behind, do what you must.”
He enters a bay that contains some strange looking transport. Best described as glass bubbles. Each has a front bubble, or carriage, with a control panel and then two spheres attached. Each sphere had a ladder leading up to it’s centre and a bench around the side, with thick straps. Metal legs kept the transport up off the ground.. “This is what is left of the public transport system here. But they are our best way of moving groups. Each pod holds ten people. We don’t recommend pulling more than two pods per engine, as it is harder to dodge falling rocks. They travel about fifteen feet from the ground at their highest.”
He took them over to show them how they worked. If they checked they would find the whereabouts of the villages on their maps and their guide was happy to point them out. “Once you have a full load bring them back here and we can shuttle them to the station.”
Basic Training: Orange
“If you come this way I will give you the rundown on lindusi and how to catch them.” Jori gathered any science types to his side and led them into a side room. There were chairs around a few desks and Jiro gestured for them to sit before turning on a hologram projector at one end.
Large lizard-like creatures are shown prowling around forests, or skittering up mountain sides. “This is the only planet in the system where we have found lindusi. It is an umbrella term for many sub species of creatures but they are all reptilian creatures that don’t just survive in this environment but seem to thrive here. They are predators, preying on each other as well as other creatures.” He grinned as the images moved through different creatures, some small, some very large.
“We have transporter ships read, we just need help rounding the creatures up. You will be given a restraining device.” He help up an object that looked a bit like a yoyo. “You attach the strap to your wrist and throw the device towards the creature.”
One of the scientists stepped forward and Jori threw the yoyo at him, It stuck where it landed and there were three short beeps. “It will detect their heartbeat and their size and create a harness for them.” It did indeed do that, straps sprang out of the cylinder and wrapped around the scientist, restraining him whilst leaving him able to walk. “
We do not recommend trying to restrain a creature more than half your size unless you are unnaturally strong. Larger creatures can be lured into the transporters directly. You will each receive a tranquilliser gun in case things become dangerous but we ask that you only use those in emergencies.”
One of the scientists began handing out the restraining devices. “Please have a practice with the restrainers. They are completely painless so practising on each other is fine. If anyone has any questions now is the time to ask.”
Basic Training: Blue
Mira gathers up anyone left and takes them off to a large training room before handing them a glove with a small disk in the centre. “Shields. Very easy to use, just clench your fist to activate the shield and throw your fist in the direction you need to protect. They will fly out up to ten feet so can be used to block falling rocks. They don’t last long, thirty seconds at best but they will save you from a rock rain or stop a charging lindusi.”
She looked around. “Your job is easy, don’t let the scientists die. They won’t let us actually shoot lindusi, even the ones that try to eat them, so tranq guns have to do.”
She went over to a basket full of small hard balls. “Have a practice with these, make sure you can all activate the shield before you leave. Good luck, I’ll be out there too so just yell on the radio if you need me.”
Red Training
Well, whatever. She stepped forward and tapped the kid on one shoulder.
"Want to be the gunner, or pilot? I'm gonna give one a try."
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She had been looking at the fighter craft with a dubious look on her face. The cockpits seem very small for two people and somehow these tubes flew in the air and shot rocks?
"I can be shooting the rocks." That seemed a little less complicated. Not that she couldn't handle complicated things, but flying a tube ship was a little daunting.
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"You tried the sim back on the train at all?" She hasn't - hasn't had time, even. Did it have a shooting section? Can't remember.
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"What do a sim be being?" She hadn't seen any tube flying barrels on the train so she struggles to understand what Lightning is asking. She looks at all the controls, reminding herself of what the pilot lady had told them.
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She squinted at the controls, the instructions from training vaguely overlapping with what she was now looking at, and hit a few of the options. Dials, one lever that made a satisfying hum as it revved. An orb that warmed when she passed her palm over it and sent lights dancing along the status screens. The craft made a show of doing something that felt encouragingly like lifting off. "Doesn't matter, rocks aren't gonna try and dodge lasers. Just give it your best shot."
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"Of course I will be doing my best, priestess. I will be shooting all the rocks."
She was sure of it.
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And much sooner than she'd like, they were out of the dock and into the open sky. She angled them towards the flashing mark on the dashboard, and tilted her head back to look at the Little One's controls. "Shoot a few rounds, get a feel for it."
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The ship lurched. She was used to the sensation from the train but she wasn't used to so much movement or seeing the ground sink away beneath them. Honestly her instinct was to enter the emptiness but that blocked out everything and as they continued to climb there was a thrill.
She nodded at the instructions and found the correct buttons. Her first shot arched much wider than she had planned, taking her by surprise. She pulled a face and tried again.
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Without knowing what she'd been aiming at, Light couldn't immediately tell how successful the first shots had been. Until she glanced at the face the kid was pulling, anyway, which told her enough. "I'll keep us on the edge of the debris for now. Just say when you've got it down, and we'll swap in with one of the fighters."
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She focused, aiming at a rock, the light beam went in the right direction this time but by the time it got there the rock had moved. Stupid rock. Lower perhaps? She aimed again, this time missing completely once more.
She took a breath, her hands gripping the controls as anger rose in her. Stupid light beam, stupid debris.
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She took another breath and angled the shooter again, before pressing the trigger. This time it hit and her grin covered her whole face for a moment before she made herself look serious again, wanting to impress Lightning.
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She missed the first shot but tried again seconds later and hit, hit again, rock after rock exploded as the light hit it.
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"Can you see where they've put the radio?"
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She hopes it is labelled because she doesn't actually know what a radio is. She understands it through context, something like the ICP where voice can be heard even if you cannot see the person.
But as for what one looked like. She doesn't have a clue. Perhaps this strange device? It doesn't have a screen but maybe... She picks it up to show Lightning and as she does it crackles.
"BH783 calling for relief, we have about ten minutes on the clock. Over."
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Luckily, the ID of the craft was stamped onto at least three sides of the cockpit, so she leaned down to the radio with what she hoped was a look of apology to the kid. They were going to end up in the thick of it a little faster than she'd hoped.
"Uh, BH281 here-- we'll take over."
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She was silent as Lightning flew them across, she had to be focused because now they would be in the thick of the rocks.