The Long Journey Home

[Universal_narration]

OOC: @Alexander Bauhdric, check your sheet I think rallying flex only works in combat. Not that will stop you flexing at him anyway!

Echo Squad

Arthur successfully setups up the explosives as he needs to, this will take him about half an hour to survey and another 10 minutes setting the bombs up. He has found all 15 civilians, though with Kaboom's sensors only presumes 10 of them are alive. Fedor during this time is humming to himself, looks up at Alexander and asks.

"Captain, tell me, what sort of regime do you maintain to keep yourself so, ready, to face the challenges ahead?"



Sierra Squad

Olga flies through the engine and finds that most of the damage is structural and hasn't hit vital areas. Lots of patchwork needed, even on the inside of the thrusters. Thankfully the engine is dormant at current so this should be a relatively safe affair.

One of the engineers flies up to Aleksandra and types something into his bracer. "Tami can brief you, we'll continue working." He salutes, then you hear the comms channel open to what you presume is the engine room.

"Heya, Tami Kreisky here. Pleasure to talk to you Private Aleksandra. The engine itself is fine, though seems to be in a cool down period. It has changed colour and in all my years studied paksis I haven't seen a core change so drastically yet. The power is still flowing though at a slower pace, hopefully it will be up to full strength again soon. The thruster vents need to be restored to full integrity before we are to fly off again though. If the engines engage with them being damaged it will only cause more damage and cause an unstable departure. If you are able perhaps you can salvage some of the debris and melt it down to repair the thrusters, not sure what kind of skills you got but anything to make the repair faster would be good."

J.D. surmises recognizes where approximately he is, though in his mind that should be impossible. The Wanderer seems to have veered 50 light years of course to its 5 light year jump. The impossible thing in his mind is that the Wanderer is not capable of jumping 55 light years so how can we be this far out? Closing into the matter at hand though J.D. can see that the claw bots mostly attacked the point attaching the engine nozzles to the ship and tried to weaken it there. Their goal didn't seem to be to destroy it more segment it away.

Ghost while in the boarding ship manages to salvage some pieces of robots he didn't see in the fight prior but not much else. There doesn't seem to be anything moving on board except due to the vacuum of space. Every so often though it feels like a shade of green appears just out of reach, turning to look for this shade it disappears. Moments later it skitters across Ghost's visor only to disappear when he reflexively blinks. Following behind Sarah as she works a small scamper can be heard, almost sounds like a cat prancing around. That can't be right can it? Sound doesn't travel in space, quickly looking around your MDA a hiss inside Ghost's suit, the sound vanishes just as fast as it came. Sarah turns to face Ghost, for the faintest moment she seems to be talking in

Spoiler

Vixen's

voice.

"Ghostie you okay? All the colour is gone from your face."

OOC:

OOC: As a sidenote, when you talk to NPCs and you connect them to your communicators they stay as a permanent contact. For now there is two so far, Tami has an open link to Aleksandra and Sarah has an open link to Ghost. As you go along I'm sure your communicators will be full of the people you want to talk to.

 

['Ghost']

What the hell....am I losing my mind....That can't possibly be true, that can't physically happen. How did it get in my suit? How did I hear it? Why did I hear her?

He falls to his knees, slams his palms into the hull of the destroyed boarding ship. Whilst looking at the ground he continues to speak

There's no way, there's just no way. I saw what happened, there's no way. The person in front of me can't be....Have I not suffered enough? Is this my new tormentor? Even in this void is there no way I can escape it? I tried, I never wanted to let anyone down, I never wanted to lose them. I only did what I thought was right, how can I be punished for doing something that was the right thing to do?

He spends a few moments staring into the wreckage, looking into some distant past.

It was the right thing to do wasn't it?

Asking the question to whomever was listening. Be it friend, foe or spectre of the past. Sarah stops her drifting and settles on ghost's shoulder, placing her arm around his neck to mimic comforting.

It was the right thing to do, I was there by your side, and you know better then anyone how she felt on that day. Probably even more so now. You're a good soldier ghost, and a good man. You just have a strange way of showing it

The companions stand still, staring off into the distance. After a few minutes pass and Ghost recovers his composure he turns to chief engineer Sarah.

You'll have to forgive me Miss Taylor, seems the events of today were a little too much for me to bear. Shall we continue with this salvage operation?

 

[Mikhail Zhukov]

Mikhail opened coms to the rest of the group

I shall leave you kids to it and go see about pulling one of the bigger wrecks over here for salvage. Might have to go to the one on the other side so that I don't interrupt our captains date.

He flew the Snowdrop towards the ominous looking wreck. Making note of cables still attaching the dead ship to the Wanderer Mikhail parked the vehicle near one of holes in its hull. After attaching a knife to his belt and grabbing a rifle Mikhail opened the hatch and jumped towards the hole. The ship welcomed him with utter silence, the flashlight on his rifle fighting a loosing battle against shadows of the vessel.

Mikhail started muttering under his breath.

Moving an unsecured vessel, towards the wanderer which is dead in the water:retarded, high chance of a trap. Boarding an unsecured vessel suspected of being a trap alone and without backup: just as retarded. Well to late now. It would seem my жопа already switched into adventure seeking mode. Time to find that gift.

He made his deeper into the wreck.

OOC: In my infinite wisdom I decided to take neither dice nor my character sheet with me so could somebody roll those checks for me.

OOC: Found some monopoly dice so behold my mighty rolls : 10 , 8, 5 , 8. Still don't have my character or have any idea what I am supposed to roll anyway.

 

[J. D. Tsuba]

Open Private line to Aleksandra:

miss zhukov, I have opened a private line to you, so we do not alarm anyone else. You have a good understanding of paksis, no? In which case do you have any idea how our paksis engine could have jumped us 50 lightyears too far? I thought the limit of the jump was around 20 lightyears? It may be worth asking some well placed questions to the engineering crew at a later date.

Aside from that, would you mind helping me collect some debris, we need to reinforce the nozzle at the base, that is where it has been weakened most, I don't know if you are adept with physical engineering, but if you could weld some strengthening supports onto the outside of the casing as best you can, I shall see if I can improve the integrity of the inner surfaces, it is more delicate work as the injection system as well as the ablative layer must be taken into account of course.
once we have done that, I shall re-evaluate where our expertise is needed

OOC: science and crafting on the inner nozzle, reconstructing engine parts science - 6 degrees of success (booyah, science.) crafting - 2 degrees of success

 

[Universal_narration]

Sierra squad

Ghost:
Sarah looks at you briefly, then smacks you around the head. "Oi, don't let space get to you now. Really though call me Sarah you don't have to be formal with friends." She laughs and continues working. Sarah hums to herself as she works, then says "Bam, Swing, woosh! Nada, still not going to cut it ... how about Fwoosh, Kabam, Fweee. Nope. Damn too many parts missing, I wonder if there are space mice that eat parts up....?" She sees that you are still a little dazed and calls back to you. "Ghostie is something on your mind?"

OOC: Roll me another Unseen sense.

Mikhail:

OOC: I'm not sure where your character sheet is so we'll guess at it for now. The skills I'd like you to roll are Perception, Bravery and any campaign skills you have that you might find relevant in this situation. Choose which of those rolls you want to apply to what and spend destiny points if you like.

J.D. Tsuba:
Given enough time you can help the engineers strengthen the parts needed, though you suspect it will take the best part of an hour to perform. Hopefully with Aleksandra helping out to this might go quicker.

 

[Mikhail Zhukov]

OOC: I know I upped both so I will presume 6 for now. That will make it Scavenge 10-6=4 degrees Perception 8-6=2degrees Bravery 5-6=-1 (will spend 1 destiny to pass)

 

[Arthur Campbell]

We can set these charges off if you people could be so kind as to usher those that can remove themselves from the blast site, I haven't accomadated them in my calculations.

Once the site was clear Arthur flipped open the trigger box.

			Lets see what these explosives can do

and with a miniscule smile tugging at the corner of his mouth he pressed the trigger.

 

[Universal_narration]

OOC: @ Arthur Campbell I'm going to give a bit more time to Echo Squad to do things, reply to Fedor or talk to the NPCs in there as there is still a 45 min gap where anyone can choose to do or say something before the explosions are set off. If no-one wants to do anything I will move on to explosions.

 

['Ghost']

OOC: Unseen sense rolled. 9-8 = 1 degree of success, I am happy to spend destiny points though if it will help.

I told you that's a luxury I can't afford Miss Taylor. As for my mind, it's a long time ago now, I'm sure the memory will fade once again. After all that's all a memory is, a simple image of days past, unless given the appropriate care they all fade to black eventually.

			But will it fade? Is this a simple fool's dream, how long has it been Ghost? Three years, and still the memory is a fresh as the day it happened. More importantly do you want it to fade? Do you really want to forget? No, I can't start thinking like that, I can't allow distraction, I have people who rely on me once again, I will not let them down as I did before.

He seems lost in his thoughts once again, but soon snaps back to reality and starts re-checking scrap to see if it will be useful to Sarah for the repairs she's trying to carry out. At least that's what Ghost thought she was doing, but in all honesty he had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.

 

[Alexander Bauhdric]

Alexander turns to the Doctor, stopping his "encouraging" bicep stretching for long enough to talk to Fedor, a warm smile on his face; it was not often anyone asked him about his physique!

"Well! Typically I run a high protein diet, as only the motherland can provide. I have found that a too-specialised diet leaves me feeling uncomfortable, and protein shakes lack the integrity a soul like mine requires. So, I try to emulate the great German soldiers of old; a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs, a large lunch, and a comfortable dinner to satisfy me for the evening. Combat rations, however, will suffice for now. As for my exercises, I devote myself to them. Weight-training, leg-curling, press-ups, push ups! A world of biological improvement!"

One swears you could catch a tear glistening from the corner of his eye, the very thought of improving himself driving him to absolute distraction. Still, he coughs gently, recovering from his own enthusiasm.

"That said, I have yet to check the on-board gym yet. I hope it is up to my satisfaction. I wouldn't want to resort to bench-pressing...Kaboom?"

He turned to Arthur, hoping he got the name of the mining robot correct; though a sly smirk tells him that Alexander is, in fact, joking. The fact that he could possibly bench-press Kaboom, however, is certainly not disputed in his own mind.