D&D 5E Exodus

[perrinmiller]

Akemi Jordan

[sblock=Akemi Jordan Mini-stats]Character Sheet Init: +3, Senses: Perception +2 AC: 16 (tactical armor) HP: 13 Current: 13 Proficiency: +2 Saves: Strength, Constitution Luck Points: 3/3 Remaining Weapon in Hand: FN P90 SMG [/sblock]

Akemi nodded as she too had heard the Morse code. She was assuming that meant military folks on the other side of the hatch. She moved into position with her P90 gripped in both hands, but the muzzle angled down.

“Yeah, survivors. Imagine that,” her voice was a sarcastic mutter as only moments before Locke was planning to sacrifice other survivors to the beast.

“Carpenter, can you and Simmons undog that hatch and let those folks in please.” It was a polite order that the Marine Private fully understood to not really be a question.

 

[Phoenix8008]

Airman Babington

Babington crouches near the side of the hatch, waiting for it to open up. He looks back the way they came to make sure nothing is sneaking up on them while his mind wanders, thinking about the strange book and doing his best to wait for a better time to study it in more detail.

 

[KirayaTiDrekan]

Babington crouches near the side of the hatch as it opens to reveal a small crowd of people inside. "Damn, that's a lot. More than will fit in the shuttle at one time. Juno, do we lock ourselves in with them and talk first, or try to start ferrying some of them back to our Ark?", he asks the de facto leader of his group.

OOC: Door hasn't opened, yet. That's going to require Akemi and Joy to either make an Intelligence check or convince Locke to do it since he's the one that closed it.

 

[pathfinderq1]

Joy stepped back, but after a few seconds of watching the soldiers playing with the controls, she stepped forward again. As small as she was, she was able to duck under one soldier's arm and get at the panel. She tapped a few buttons, with no immediate result. Frustrated, she slapped the panel with an open palm- and whatever wires were loose in there slipped into place.

The control panel's light flickered on, and there was a wheeze as the pressure seals began to release...

[sblock= OOC] INT check to open hatch, 1d20+1= 21 (CRIT ?); roll http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4797083/ [/sblock]

 

[Phoenix8008]

Airman Babington

Looking past the opening doors from the side of the hatch at the small crowd of people inside, Airman Babington mutters, "Damn, that's a lot. More than will fit in the shuttle at one time. Juno, do we lock ourselves in with them and talk first, or try to start ferrying some of them back to our Ark?", he asks the de facto leader of his group.

 

[KirayaTiDrekan]

The first thing Akemi and Joy realize is that the people on the other side of the door aren't from Ark 42. Their uniform patches are from Ark 17.

The first thing Juno and Babington realize is that there are over 3000 people huddled in this section of the ship.

The shuttles are designed to carry 2500 people at once - that's how the Arks' crew and passengers were ferried to the ships - so most of this group will be able to go on the Ark 17 shuttle Juno and co used to get here. Ark 42 has a shuttle of its own, on the far side of the ship, that the smaller group could use.

Almerton suggests, "We should use the 42 shuttle to load up on supplies. If we're going to be taking these people on 17, we're going to end up with shortages in no time flat. Not to mention housing problems, but that's something the Colonel can deal with."

A monstrous howl echoes from a few decks away.

 

[Shayuri]

"We don't have time for debate," Juno says. She addresses the refugees from Ark 42. "Alright, you guys are coming with us to our shuttle. Everyone who has a gun, step up right now. It's not a long walk, but we're going to be all strung out and vulnerable, which means we'll have guards all down the length. We can't make this many people quiet, so we're going to be -fast-. Everyone understand? So soldiers up front. We're going to count off every fifty or so and assign a fireteam to protect them. Once the shuttle's loaded and away, all armed crew will escort the rest to the other shuttle."

She nodded at Almerton. "We'll grab what we can on the way, but our first priority is getting off this ship."

 

[perrinmiller]

Akemi Jordan

[sblock=Akemi Jordan Mini-stats]Character Sheet Init: +3, Senses: Perception +2 AC: 16 (tactical armor) HP: 13 Current: 13 Proficiency: +2 Saves: Strength, Constitution Luck Points: 3/3 Remaining Weapon in Hand: FN P90 SMG [/sblock]

Akemi Jordan looked through the hatch and noticed immediately that they were not looking at who they expected. It was only a team of Marines, and not nearly enough of them. While some Corporal started issuing orders, she heard the howl of the beast.

She kept her voice low, but there was cold steel in it. "Sorry, Corporal, you are not giving orders here. Get your asses in here right now, or we shut the hatch again and you die when that creature figures out you are fresh meat."

"You are right that we don't have time to debate from the sound of it, but we are not going to get 3000 people up and moving in the minute we have before that mawkin' hulk of an orangutang starts killing people."

"Joy, talk some sense into them."

Locke's plan was nearly the same thing, hoping to make a mad dash for a shuttle while most of the 3000 survivors get slaughtered to save a few.

 

[pathfinderq1]

For the briefest of moments a frown slid across Joy's face- the last thing they needed right now was a rank-based argument among the military teams...

Then she forced up a smile and stepped forward, her tablet in hand. "She is right. Come on in and we will get that hatch secured again, at least for a while. Some of these people are sick, or frightened. It is going to take some time to get them organized, get them moving. And I think you need to know what that is, making that noise..."

With a snap of her wrist, she flicked the tablet's screen open, revealing the footage she had been studying before of that THING... "It just... hatched out of the hyperdrive unit, like it was some kind of egg. Like some sharks and reptiles, it was immediately active and hostile, and UNLIKE any kind of natural creature, it seemed fully grown right off the bat." Holding the screen outward, so the soldiers from the other Ark could see the images, she continued. "It is incredibly strong, and fast. And, most importantly, in terms of dealing with it, I don't think conventional weaponry can actually hurt it, in any meaningful fashion." Still images scrolled across the screen. "Some of our people hit it with rifle fire, heavier than we ought to be using in a space ship, and it didn't really seem to even slow it down. We need to avoid it, as much as possible, I think, so we'll need to get everyone organized and make our plans, before we step back out into the territory it has claimed." She lowered the tablet, and widened her smile.

"Thank goodness you are here, though. Who knows what might have happened to us without some kind of help? Did your Ark make it through the trip intact? And do you have any idea where we ARE?" What she really wanted to ask was 'did anyone on you ship seem changed by the jaunt through hyperspace, but that seemed like a question for later- at this point it would only open up other questions, and they really had to get moving...

 

[Shayuri]

Juno shook her head. Holing up in here was only a delaying tactic. Didn't these people get it? There was a way off.

That could be a double-edged sword.

"Yeah, we're in deep space," she said. "And we know about monsters hatching out of hyperdrives. It happened to us too. We lucked out though, our monster was...not this bad. We captured her, no casualties. But our squad ran across some of this thing's handiwork while we were heading to command. It's pretty obviously a different kind of thing."

She looked at the crowd and shook her head.

"Look...sooner or later that thing WILL find you here. How much time do you need to get these people ready to move?"