Race Against Time: Ongoing Mission

[voidtreckermods]

Once the training is over people can get to work pretty quickly, there is plenty to be done both out in the world and back at the hub for those not too keep on jumping straight in to a strange volcanic planet with creatures that probably want to eat them.

Hub

The underground hub is a centre of activity. It turns out there isn't all that much fuel for shuttles to get back up to the space station so trips are rationed, they will hold villagers and lindusi until they have full shuttles and then send them up. So the hub is busy with scientists, lindusi in holding pens and as the week goes on villagers who may not be too impressed with the evacuation.

There is food, usually large pots of soup that can be reheated whenever people are around. Though some heavier meals are provided at set times the people leading the evacuation are keen not to let any of their helpers, or those they are rescuing, starve.

Sleeping rooms hold bunk beds, usually around eight a room but as the hub fills up space gets limited. Sharing beds or sleeping on the floor may become necessary.

For those hanging around the hub as the week goes on there is plenty to do, small jobs, entertaining village children, logistics, communication. Or they can find a quiet place to rest before going back out on their mission.

Red

The skies are heavy with debris, both from space and the volcanic ash and rocks from the planet itself. The fighter craft are not difficult to pilot but nor are they easy. They cannot be piloted by one person, unless that person has four arms and space in the cockpit is tight for two people.

It's difficult work and it is probably good for everybody that the craft only fly for six hours before recharging, it means they have to work in shifts, and rest when they are not in the sky. The pilots from the world are generally friendly, if very focused.

Purple

Flying bubble pods around what seems like an apocalyptic wasteland may seem surreal and that's before they even get to the villages. The villages are mostly underground, bunkers where groups of people shelter. There are a range of ages. Some villages come easy, some do not. Diplomacy is key.

Watch out for falling rocks, rogue lindusi and angry villagers, all are threats that have to mitigated. As the week goes on the villagers get more stubborn, the earthquakes get more frequent and the villagers that are waiting to be taken off world get more impatient. It's a tough job.

Orange

The lindusi are scattered across the island. Mostly as far away from volcanoes as possible though there are a few that seem too curious for their own good.

The trucks to hold the lindusi in are kept in a central point in an area whilst the groups go out to try and round as many up as possible. The voidtreckers are encouraged to stick together as they don't know the area or threats very well.

Blue

The Blue team are to protect the scientists, both those collecting plants and other life samples and those with Orange rounding up Lindusi. Once they have the hang of the shield devices it's just a case of sticking close by, keeping both eyes open and being quick to activate shields whenever there is a threat.

There are plenty of threats, it's one thing this island has in abundance.

Comments

[happyends]

"Oh.."

Madoka does at least agree that kindness is important. If she didn't think so, then she wouldn't try so hard to be kind to everyone all the time, after all. But it being powerful.. that's not really something she thought about before. Kindness never helped her save her friends back home, after all, so it didn't feel as important as strength or magical powers.

So even now that thought feels a little hard to accept. But on the other hand, it's Fëanor telling her so, and he seems like such a wise person. She wouldn't dare disagree with him. So despite seeming hesitant, Madoka slightly nods.

"I.. I'll try my best to be kind then. Even if that's all I might be able to do. Thank you for your own kind words."

land and wrap?

[tinkerheart]

It's not his own wisdom that he's espousing here. Not his specialty either. Yet, if there's something he knows, and knows all too well, is that swords are not an answer either. No amount of swords or spears, no mighty walls of the fortress he built, no magic he wove into the very substance of it, was ever enough to protect his father from being murdered by the Enemy and his people from being slaughtered.

Olórin would have said that you need a little of both. A good sword to protect you from the forces of Darkness is indispensable but kind must be the hand that guides that sword. Otherwise, it's too easy to fall into the darkness yourself.
But Fëanor is not Olórin but himself so the thing he comes up on his own is: girl needs a sword to feel better. And a shield. If ever he'll get another chance to actually make any she'll be getting one first.

He clearly doesn't know anything about little girls...

But he does know a thing about steering a craft in difficult conditions and it starts to look that their sightseeing window of relative calm is about to close. So he makes another circle around the base and then puts the vessel on the return course. The barrage of the smaller, and now some bigger rocks, on the hull intensifies. Fortunately, they are able to land without much hindrance.