Strendents Chapter 3: Negav

Subject: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 6:03 pm

(( Gonna start to introduce the Strendants. INFO. I want to primarilly show their story through RP rather than a typical written work. This is the first scouting party from the Star Skimmer. They know nothing of Felarya's predators, which spells their demise. They will be conveniently distracted by the city of Negav, oblivious to what's behind them. Have fun voracious beasties. My only request is that any post is at least one paragraph in length. No crossovers please.))

//Start <The Scouting Party>

"Status?" Ilim's voice sounded over the communicator. Sitting in his captain's chair in the bridge of the Star Skimmer, he was looking out the forward view port to the strange land that stretched out below. Thrown into a portal by an enemy trap, the crew of the Star Skimmer had no idea as to where they ended up. Perhaps the oddest thing they noticed was that they could not reach orbit. It seemed as though this planet's atmosphere stretched on endlessly. Ilim however, was quick to formulate a plan. If the enemy knew how to send them here, chances were that the insurgents had a base of operations here as well. However, there were no familiar signals at all. In an effort to understand further where exactly it was where they were, the captain sent a scouting party down to this immense forest they were positioned over. The point of interest was what appeared to be a settlement located within a bend of a river. Ilim sent the scouting party out after he ordered the Star Skimmer out of the city's line of sight.

It did not take long before the scouting party replied to their captain. "We have touched down. Beginning recon." The scouting party consisted of four individuals. Three men and one woman. They were clothed in forest camo and sported matching camo mesh for hiding in plain sight. Strapped on their backs were standard issue pulse laser assault rifles. They didn't need to be reloaded, and the three shot burst could make short work of structural foundations to boot. Silently, the Personal transport they had descended on took to the skies, pilot waving down as the anti-grav engines hummed on.

Swiftly the group made their way to the river's edge and began to survey the settlement. "Archaic." The word was spoken by the group leader as he looked at the guarded gates. "If these were members of the insurgency, they wouldn't use such antiques." The rest of the scouting party agreed, but their mission was clear. They had to remain and observe until any doubt about their allegiance was resolved. The female was next to speak. "Also, I don't think anything could have missed us entering the airspace here. If they were with our enemy, they could have attacked by now." Another member of the group pointed back towards the forest. "You would think, but these trees are huge and we removed their line of sight to the Skimmer." The group leader held up his hand in a familiar signal for silence. "Whether or not they are with the insurgency, they have enough arms on that wall to do who knows what. We wait and watch."

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 9:26 pm

Mordall was running as hard as he could, trying to get away from the very well-known Crisis. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" He screamed, almost out of breath. Mordal finaly reached a group of three men, and one woman. "YOU GOTTA HELP ME!" He yelled. "SHE'S COMING!!"
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Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 10:16 pm

Looking at his instruments, one of the scouting party spoke. "Got something coming in fast. Person by the looks of it." Indeed he was right. Only a moment later someone came into view, making a mad dash and screaming about being chased. "What's he runnin' from?" One of the group asked. The leader took his assault rifle in hand and took off the safety, to be safe. "Sounds to me like he's having some lady troubles." There were snickers from everyone in the group except the man with the sensor. "Or it could be this sir." Looking over his comrade's shoulder, the group leader only mumbled, "The hell?" Looking back towards the running man, nothing else was coming from the deeper woods yet, but for whatever it was to be picked up at that distance...

"Ready your weapons. Form up. We're moving out." Overhearing the conversation on the coms, Ilim needed to know what was happening. "Why are you retreating soldier? How large a threat are we--" He was cut off by the scout team's leader. "Too big sir. A civilian is leading it right to us." Ilim's next words were rushed, but he needed to make sure. "So there are people. Are they Insurgents?" The group leaders voice was riddled with uncertainty. "We can not confirm. We're going to see if we can avoid this thing." Ilim however wanted the team out of there. Something just didn't feel right. "Get back to the extraction point. That is your new priority." The response was not what Ilim had expected at all. "Sir; it's coming FROM the extraction point." The Captain tried to think of something quickly that could help the recon team. "Get to the north east. There is a mountain range there and that path will take you the farthest away from that city. Set up a beacon when you arrive." "Yes sir." was the response. Ilim slumped down into his seat. It didn't feel like an insurgent move. Then again, nothing did since the debris field.

"Think it's an insurgent weapon sir?" There was no answer from within the group as the yelling man drew closer. "What's the ETA on the unknown?" The leaders voice was now calm as he fell into a routine operation. "Fifteen seconds, plus or minus two." He was somewhat irritated though. They saw that range from the sky. It must have been two or three days march off, but right now their options were limited. But other than irritation, something else was gnawing at the leader. Why would something that large be chasing after one person? It must be a trap. "FREEZE!" Raising his gun towards the running man, the group leader motioned for his team to start moving towards their objective.

((misconception can be fun.))

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 10:34 pm

Mordal stopped immediately once the weapon pointed at him. "Are you crazy? We need to get OUT of here! NOW!" He looked behind his shoulder once he heard Crisis's voice. "Come out, come out wherever you are! I promise I won't eat you!" She called out in a sing song voice. Mordal broke into a run once more. "Get the fuck outta my way!"
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Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 10:51 pm

The voice was not what the scouting party would consider expected. This man was now obviously not an enemy. Only those wishing their own death or desperately trying to be anywhere else would run at someone pointing a gun at their face. "Target is entering visual range sir." The leader raised his gaze to the forest where the man emerged from, only to see a head emerge from a height much further up than the man in his entirety ran from. The head alone was larger than any of them. Cold sweat ran down his face as he tried to comprehend just what it was he was looking at. The leader didn't keep looking that way for long. His training, what he thought to be even true of anything was shaken now. "GOOO!!"

With that the group turned and fled. The well exercised soldiers caught up quickly with the panicked man and were in the process of passing him as the party leader matched pace with the man. "What is that?" He was yelling now, unsure of much anything. Pointing back wildly.

Ilim was starting to panic now. The voices over the comm channel were telling him that all was not well. "What was the object? What's going on!?" Turning quickly in his chair, Ilim shouted to an officer on the bridge, "Get a dropship down there now. I don't care if we are seen." Without losing any speed, the captain turned in his chair again, attempting to talk to the scout team. "Status report, NOW!"

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 10:57 pm

Mordal explained. "That's Crisis! AND SHE WANTS TO EAT PEOPLE!!!"
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Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sat May 03, 2008 11:18 pm

That news was almost as unexpected as the giant creature that was no doubt behind them. "Eats?" One of the others in the group wasted no time on their next action. "Flashbang!" Pulling a pin from a cylindrical object, the scout threw it behind them. The resulting flash could be seen from their peripheral vision. "Nice. Now let just get out of the open." As the group made a bee-line for the tree cover, their leader motioned for the other man to follow. Protecting civilians was their job anyhow.

As Ilim's voice came over the comm network, the scouting party's leader answered. "We have a bogey here. Giant. It's a f****** giant! Evac would be a help!" With that he pushed a button on the side of his belt. The small tracking device would let those aboard teh Star Skimmer know where they were even in the dense foliage.

"Ilim sir, Scouting Team A has activated the beacon." The captain honestly didn't know what to do. For a moment his mind was drawing a blank. Giants? Such things did not exist other than in stories. He did however, know where his duty lay. "Send in a dropship. I want those soldier out of there. Again he began to speak to his troops. "Are your weapons not effective?"

It was A leader's turn to be caught off guard once again. "In all honesty sir, we never tried shooting. You don't see something like that every damned day."

((I can't give these guys names, but I shall refer to them as Recon Team A from here on out.))

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 1:17 am

"Don't waste your bullets! They'll just bounce right off!" Mordal yelled to the goup as they were about to shoot Crisis. "Her scales are too damned hard!" Once Moral and the group found a cave, they ran inside. As they ran inside, Mordal got to the ack of the cave and collapsed, trying to catch his breath. "That thing out therte was a Naga: A half wman, half snake. She, like other giantesses of different variations, are voracious."
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Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 1:45 am

"Half woman... half snake... that tall... eats people?" A-leader was not sure what to make of that at all. "And how common are these things?" Another member of the group was turning his assault rifle over in his hands. "Bullets? You talking about projectiles? We don't use those in personal firearms. Ancient technology." The soldier unattached his weapon's battery pack and refitted it. "Lasers are the only way to go. No amount of armor can stop em. Energy shielding is one thing, but if you're not relying on kinetic energy, then the only thing standing between you and a dead enemy is the THICKNESS of their armor."

The rest of the group agreed with that statement, convinced the only reason they moved back and called for evac was their initial shock. There was nothing like this in their galaxy. It was just too odd. Pointing his weapon at the mouth of the cave, the soldier asked a question of his own. "Thank that flash bang worked?" The squad member with the motion tracker looked at it again. "It's still coming. Maybe it can smell us." Those words did help to put their minds at ease at all.

The group leader turned to the man and regained himself. "We're going to have to move again, aren't we?" He would hate to admit it, but this strange individual knows what is happening.

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 2:08 am

((by the way, my character Mordal used to be a Spartan Warrior. He's 6' 5" tall, and twenty years old. He has dirty blonde hair, and he's wearing a large back pack.))

Mordal finally regained himself. "Yes, we're going to have to run." He stood up, and puuled out a small dark blue sphere with a blue dot on it. "Stand back." He walked to the mouth of the cave, and saw Crisis looking around for the group. "Hey, Crisis! Over here!" Crisis looked over to him hapily, and slithered over to him. Mordal waited for her to get close enough, pressed the blue button on the dark blue sphere, and it seemed to be surrounded by a small blue fire. "Eat THIS!" Mordal threw the sphere at Crisis, and it landed on her shoulder. Instantly, a high pitched whine was heard, and then it exploded within two seconds. Crisis yelped. "RUN!" Mordal yelled as he motioned the group to make a run for it as he began to run for the tree line.
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Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 5:29 am

((Beginning of the end for Scouting Party A. But by no means the beginning of the end for the RP.))

Things here just got weirder and weirder. following the man out of the cave, they began to break into a run again. The soldier with teh motion detector swallowed hard. "What is it A-4?" A-Leaders question caused the soldier to look at him while running. "It's not slowing down sir. And its gaining." A sound of sliding on dirt caused A-squad to turn. The soldier who earlier was checking his weapon was now facing the opposite direction, weapon raised. "A-2, what are you doing?" The soldier held his ground as the naga drew closer. "It has a head, I suggest we shoot it sir." There was no time for this foolishness. "We were ordered to evac now move!" "Only because we panicked!" "We are leaving and that's---" A-leader never got to finish speaking before A-2 shoved him back. Out of the side of his vision, the leader saw what appeared to be a serpent tail strike out with great speed, wrap around his soldier, and pull him back. Shots from A-2's pulse rifle filled the air then suddenly stopped.

For only a brief moment, the group was dumbstruck, but then their adrenaline really kicked in. "Run! Run!" Their boots hit the ground at once, pushing up dust and leaves in a frantic effort to reach their extraction point. "Go go go!" A-Leader began to blind fire behind him, hoping that it would buy them even a few moments respite. Although he knew what this would most likely come down to. Tearing the transmitter form his belt, he shouted to their new ally. "Civilian! That's being tracked. Evac is going to arrive wherever that is. That thing would be on them before they even reached the dropship. Time had to be bought and fast. "Captain, when the hell is the ETA?!"

Ilim did not know what he was seeing. A-2's vitals were still there, but his blood oxygen was dropping to quickly. He was suffocating. He didn't even hear the question over the comm link until it was repeated. "One minute A-Leader, just keep moving." This time, the entire A-group stopped and took up their arms at a signal from their leader. Taking a three point formation, they made sure their back were protected. A-3 on the left, A-4 right, and A-Leader center. Again A-leader spoke to the other man. "That... naga... will be on top of us in a matter of seconds. Keep running with that tracker and get yourself picked up. We'll try to hold it off from here." Before he could get a response, A-leader asked a question. "This place; this world; what is it called?"

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 6:40 am

Mordal held on to the tracker. "Welcome to Felarya. A living hell. And I'm not leaving you guys. It's time I stood and fought." In twelve seconds, Mordal took EQD Spartan Armor out of his large back pack, and put the armor on. It was dark blue in color. He then took out a Spartan Laser. Kneeling down, he waited for Crisis to come. "Move. Now!" He threw the tracker at the group leader. Crisis's head came into view. The Spartan Laser emitted a high pitched clicking as a red beam flickered from its barrel, and then fired a red energy cannon.

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Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 7:21 am

I dont quite understand, are we supposed to somehow make our characters tie into this or something?Please explain.

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 7:32 am

A-Leader was now losing his cool. Whoever this person was, he was prepared for a fight, but this was not the time and his weapons were outdated by comparison. "You looking to get us all killed?" He was screaming now as he fired his weapon with one hand, holding the chip as close to the man's face as he could with the other. "The dropship's coming down wherever THIS is. If we have a monster in top of us already, they'll be knocked from the sky and we'll all die!" Shoving the tracker further towards the Spartan, A-leader screamed what he hoped would be the last he needed to. "Now take it and FU***** GO!!! We'll follow!" The commander had little intention of dying here, but unless something kept that at bay until the dropship had visual, they were dead no matter how they played it. At least this way they had a chance.

"Your evac will arrive in thirty seconds A-leader." There was so little time left. If that man knew what was best, he'd make a mad dash as far as he can.

Subject: Re: Strendents Chapter 3: Negav Sun May 04, 2008 3:39 pm

Mordal clipped the Spartan Laser to his back, and nodded. He took the tracker, and made a run for it, grabbing his back pack along the way. Mordal was trained to run fast, but he had not run as fast as this in a long time. He ran through the brush, and finally ran in to a clearing. He tripped over a medium sized rock, and fell to the ground. His helmet fell of, landing a few feet away from him. Quickly, Mordal struggled to get up, walked over to his helmet, and then put it on. He looked back to where he came fromm, waiting for the group to show up. He then remembered something. This was the spot where his Pelican was hidden long ago.

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