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 Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 6:47 pm
Aleron nodded, going over the data. "Ok...yes, human. Does this ship have scanners? I've seen a few vessels with sort of X-Ray scanners that can scan a ship and make a 3D blue-print of it. With that we'll at least know where we're going once we're inside the ship, and it could show if the form is moving or in one space." he said, pulling around a few images. Mace looked to the medic, eying her. She didn't like new faces very much, and something about that bag smelled off.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 6:53 pm
With a nod, the Cathan answers Aleron, "Yeah, the Walkurst was a recon and espionage ship, from hwat I've dug up in some of the more hidden files. Just a sec..." He has to put both hands on the steering yoke to change their angle again. That task done, he taps out the command for the penetrating sensor array to scan the wrecked ship and sends the data to Aleron's station.
To Aurora, he says, "We'll match speed with the ship debris in a few more moments, cap'n."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 6:57 pm
Aurora nods to Mio and looks back at the Medic. "Are you saying you would like to go?" she asks, her.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:01 pm
Misha would visably tighten her arm muscles slightly and turn to look at the Captain. The look in her eyes would be that of, "Are You Insane!?" Misha would protest if she agreed to this there would be no doubt of that, even though she remained silent for the moment...
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:03 pm
The question posed to her made the half-elf let out a quiet, nervous giggle. "Would I like to...not necessarily. Do I think it would be wise...yes. I can sense life forces, so I could pin-point where the survivor or, possibly, survivors are. And, as they likely won't be in very good shape, it would be wise to have someone able to treat their injuries help find them." When she was done speaking, a light pink came to her cheeks and her deep blue speckled eyes looked down. "I apologize if I spoke out of turn. I merely forgot what I was doing and thought aloud."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:06 pm
Aleron looked over the data again. "Perfect. A medic on-hand should be useful. If the subject is too hurt to be moved, she could do what she can before we get the equipment for proper extraction. I'm for it, and would request to escort the medic." he said, standing and saluting. Mace barked in agreement.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:11 pm
With on last gentle puff from the retrojets, Mio brings the Walkurst into a matching orbit with the shuttle. "We're here, cap'n. We' got a good ten minutes before the station's orbit will move it far enough to require modifying the flight plan."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:25 pm
Aurora nods at Aleron's words. "Exactly what I was thinking. I'd really rather not bring anyone not combat capable, but we won't save anyone that can't be moved if we don't bring her with. She frowns again. She had more people would be available, but they all must still be in cold sleep. "However, as it seems this is all the personnel we have available, we'll just stick together. We don't have much time. Dr, please get yourself into environmental gear, quickly, and we'll move out."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:35 pm
Miya looked up and over to Aleron when he spoke up in favor of her accompaniment, and even smiled a little to hear him offer to be her escort. He seemed to be very logical from what she'd heard so far, and he would likely make a good teammate.
At the Captain's words, she looked over and nodded, quickly heading off to gear up, her long strides and elven grace allowing her to accomplish the task quickly.
Once geared up, she hung back a bit to await further instructions...though she was positioned closer to Aleron than anyone else, since she had a bit of a good feeling about him.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:40 pm
Misha gave an audible growl as she turned and walked back toward the hallway, "Then I'm going to make sure the good Dr. doesn't get herself killed..." There was no time to actually say soemthing to Misha as she disappeared from the bridge. She made her way to the small armory on board and opened the red case that held a classic looking Spaz 12 with a belt stacked with three types of shotgun shells. Though it was far from original it only had the look of the old model gun but it had the same anti-jamming and quick reload of the newer military shotguns. On the side of the shotgun was the name "Sammy" carved into it and painted over with bright red paint. Misha loaded up ten shells into the side and smiled knowing the slugs were accurate and she would need that. There was no hint of hostility on board that ship but soemthing told her old Sammy would come in handy. She slipped the belt on and checked her count, She knew she could store 20 extra shells in a compartment in her thigh armor but the belt held 60 shells total, 30 slugs, 20 pointed armor peircing slugs, and 10 explosive slugs. She was ready, as she exited the armory she would slip the shotgun into the holster on her back as she looked around down the hall...
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:43 pm
Aleron waited until the Medic returned before standing and rubbing Mace's head. "Come'on. Let go get suited up." he said to her with a smile as she barked in reply.
In a few minutes, Aleron would return in his custom suit, which really looked a lot like his uniform. Though, that was his purpose. It was a sort of bio-mesh wear that was about as durable as a grade-up-from-standard envio-suits. The difference from his standard uniform was most notably the attachment around his neck that, with a switch, would extend into a face-mask and visor for his eyes. Mace was beside him, her paws in the gauntlets and a special visor that went over her eyes and nose, but kept her mouth free to be able to bite as well. Her body had a light harness-type armor over it for protection, and the visor with an ear-piece for orders.
"Ready and waiting." he said, Mace barking in return.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:49 pm
((Alrght, I've got to go to dinner, I'll try and be back ASAP))
He flicks the engines into standby mode, ready to go at a moment's notice. "You'll have to float across to the shuttle," he tells the EVA team, "I hope none of you get space-sick from the little jaunt outside the vehicle."
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:51 pm
((My uniform is basically my avi, for clarification purposes.
And ok AnCat))
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:53 pm
(( Ah crap! i'm gonna be late!!!!!!!!!!! i'll se you guys tomorrow got late shift tonight O.O f**k!!!!!!!! -bolts for it cause iv'e got 7 minutes to get to work- ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:55 pm
Satisfied that everyone is ready, she assigns everyone a position, herself in front with Aleron behind. The Miya with Misha to watch the rear. Aurora then leads the way out, and to the ruined ship, finding a convenient enough way into the wreckage. "Dr., can you point us in the direction of the survivor?" she asks, through the communications link in everyone's suits.
(Er...whoops. Guess that means we're on pause, anyway OO )
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