Jack_Of Avalon
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- Posted: Mon, 02 Nov 2009 04:18:10 +0000

Captain Spaceman-
-Commander Carver
"Harvey, queue up the lander, I'm going for a drop," John said, getting out of the pilot seat as the AI took over the flight control.
"Are you sure that is wise John?" the AI asked him, John was already dawning the exoskeleton. The powered exoskeleton was actually a piece of military equipment, rated for combat operations. The NASA model was a stripped down labor model, it had a few of the functions of military version without the weapon modules. Most of the armor was intact to help prevent injuries and suit ruptures while working in hostile environments.
"Harvey, I ain't walking to civilization, the lander has supplies and a link to Heavenward. Just launch it," the doors to the drop bay opened up revealing the landscape below. The shuttle fired its thrusters to slow the descent to a stop above the ground. John got inside the lander and braced himself for the drop.
"Drop it," he ordered, the clamps released and there was a moment of vertigo as the lander fell, its own landing jets fired, slowing it to a gentle drop, "Keep the shuttle in orbit until I need it."
"Yes, John," Harvey replied, there was the sound of the shuttle's engines firing and it pulling up into the sky. John took a shake breath before getting out of the lander and having a look at this new version of Earth.
Daphene growled at the new comer. She thought she had caught a scent nearby but was too careless to check. She marched in the middle of the group, infuriated. Glaring at the outsider, her fiery wrath began.
Fajin huffed with discontent but listened to his apparent savior, he decided that he owed her enough to assure her safety and if that meant leaving this fight unsettled then so be it. Fajin's stance lighted considerably and he searched the store extensively for anything that resembled the weapons he had trained with back at the monastery. After a little with he did, finding a number of crochet hooks, a chain, a very large fishing weight, and a shovel. In his search he also came across a satchel which he filled lightly with bottled waters and all the vegetables he could find. His religion did not allow the eating of meat though Fajin did not see why he did not fight tradition and followed the rule. 


