A young man-- no older than 23, it seemed-- zipped up his bag as he sat in the passenger seat of a small ship. He had been sent here on orders to scout this place and set up a base of operations, and it was an all-expense-paid trip.The Planet, "Aavos," was in sight. Now, this man looked human. He wore a somewhat bulky headset around his neck, just over a balaclava. He wore a black jacket, jean-like pants, and boots, along with a pair of gloves. He had a red undershirt on as well. His black baseball-style, yet plain, hat was worn traditionally, the visor blocking any starlight from his eyes as they entered the atmosphere.
The pilot looked over to the man. "Hey, Traiuson. Get your arse moving, we dock in about five minutes."
The man-- Traiuson--- chuckled as he stood, holding two bags. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't crash this thing, Jess."
The pilot grunted as he started docking procedure. Traiuson went toward the exit, standing almost unnaturally still. After a few moments, the door opened. He took a breath... "Goodbye, normal..." said the light-skinned human, and he stepped out of the ship before heading toward the "home base," as they called it.
The pilot looked over to the man. "Hey, Traiuson. Get your arse moving, we dock in about five minutes."
The man-- Traiuson--- chuckled as he stood, holding two bags. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't crash this thing, Jess."
The pilot grunted as he started docking procedure. Traiuson went toward the exit, standing almost unnaturally still. After a few moments, the door opened. He took a breath... "Goodbye, normal..." said the light-skinned human, and he stepped out of the ship before heading toward the "home base," as they called it.
The doors opened to reveal what seemed to be a sight from heaven-- a large valley that seemed to extend further than what the simple eye could perceive, along with a clear blue sky and a bright sun. A sight which peaceful imagery would soon be shattered by the blood and cadavers of a large number of individuals. Men in thick suits just piling the bodies and tossing them to down from the platform. A couple which would soon approach Traiuson in a menacing fashion
"STATE YOUR BUSINESS" one of the soldiers asked as they stood their ground right in front of this human individual "THE BASE IS UNDER SIEGE RIGHT NOW, AND IF YOU COME HERE TO CAUSE TROUBLE I SUGGEST YOU COME BACK FROM WHERE YOU CAME FROM!" The soldiers were quite serious with their threats. Perhaps this was not the best time to seek business at the base, but maybe Aavos had attracted Traiuson for a different purpose?
The decision to try to leave was at in his hand, but maybe the pilot would be able to recognize that the ship was being targeted by something outside the base. A source of heat was approaching the ship at a dangerous speed-- whatever it was, the ship is its target!
"STATE YOUR BUSINESS" one of the soldiers asked as they stood their ground right in front of this human individual "THE BASE IS UNDER SIEGE RIGHT NOW, AND IF YOU COME HERE TO CAUSE TROUBLE I SUGGEST YOU COME BACK FROM WHERE YOU CAME FROM!" The soldiers were quite serious with their threats. Perhaps this was not the best time to seek business at the base, but maybe Aavos had attracted Traiuson for a different purpose?
The decision to try to leave was at in his hand, but maybe the pilot would be able to recognize that the ship was being targeted by something outside the base. A source of heat was approaching the ship at a dangerous speed-- whatever it was, the ship is its target!
He watched with mild interest and intense disgust at the bodies. At least EVEREST had a contingency that enemy bodies were to be burned and cleaned if feasible. "This is some..." He was interrupted by the soldiers approaching. He crossed his arms. "Official business. Classified Intel. Listen, I'm on active duty and I'm just doing my job. I don't understand why you wouldn't let me through." He said, his gaze and stance unwavering. In fact, he could even be considered more intimidating than the soldiers by some-- just because of his stubbornness.
Alarms went off as the object approached. "Oh, dear lord," the pilot muttered, pulling up as quickly as he could, drawing a bit of attention to himself. "Mayday, incomming missile! To anyone that's listening, disengage!" He called onto the emergency channel frantically, flipping a few switches-- obviously engaging defensive systems, flares and the like.
Alarms went off as the object approached. "Oh, dear lord," the pilot muttered, pulling up as quickly as he could, drawing a bit of attention to himself. "Mayday, incomming missile! To anyone that's listening, disengage!" He called onto the emergency channel frantically, flipping a few switches-- obviously engaging defensive systems, flares and the like.
The two soldiers remained silent for a short time after Traiuson spoke. The looked at each other. One of them stepped back as the other pointed his gun towards him "STATE. YOUR. BUSINESS; SIR." Seems like this soldier was not going to let him through just like that. Even as intimidating as this person seemed, security had jut killed more than a dozen other mercenaries-- plus they had a damn turret behind them. Which means Traiuson probably would have to just call off the mission.
However, the unusual and sudden breeze was brining more than exotic smells from AAvos. "WATCH OUT!" The soldier reached out for Traiuson and pulled him away from the ship and into the base, then pulling him further down to cover himself. The other soldier also dropped to the floor. The flares are a great measure to prevent rockets from hitting the ship directly, but something about them failed this time-- and the impact with the ship revealed that this source of heat was not a rocket-- or a device at all. The heat was a raw concentration of energy that, upon impact, it would disable all controls in the vehicle.
The ship was going down-- but at least Traiuson was not in it... but the pilot was. The ship made its way towards ground level in a slow, but chaotic fashion. They were all able to see how the ship crashed. The soldier made a growling sound as he glared at the direction from where the shot came from "BASE,SIEGE FIRE FROM THE SCAVS HAVE NOT STOPPED. WE NEED TO SEND ANOTHER PATROL TO ELIMINATE THE THREAD, OVER." The soldier then patted Traiuson's shoulder softly and spoke in an uninterested tone "IF YOUR PILOT IS AS GOOD AS HE SHOWED WITH THOSE EVASIVE MANURERS, MAYBE HE IS STILL ALIVE DOWN THERE. A SHAME REALLY-- THIS PLACE IS DANGEROUS; HE IS GOING TO MEET A MUCH TERRIBLE FATE, FOR SURE." After the soldier spoke he just walked away and continued to dispose of the bodies. Quite the warm welcome indeed.
((Sorry for the delay-- holidays have kept me busy x3))
However, the unusual and sudden breeze was brining more than exotic smells from AAvos. "WATCH OUT!" The soldier reached out for Traiuson and pulled him away from the ship and into the base, then pulling him further down to cover himself. The other soldier also dropped to the floor. The flares are a great measure to prevent rockets from hitting the ship directly, but something about them failed this time-- and the impact with the ship revealed that this source of heat was not a rocket-- or a device at all. The heat was a raw concentration of energy that, upon impact, it would disable all controls in the vehicle.
The ship was going down-- but at least Traiuson was not in it... but the pilot was. The ship made its way towards ground level in a slow, but chaotic fashion. They were all able to see how the ship crashed. The soldier made a growling sound as he glared at the direction from where the shot came from "BASE,SIEGE FIRE FROM THE SCAVS HAVE NOT STOPPED. WE NEED TO SEND ANOTHER PATROL TO ELIMINATE THE THREAD, OVER." The soldier then patted Traiuson's shoulder softly and spoke in an uninterested tone "IF YOUR PILOT IS AS GOOD AS HE SHOWED WITH THOSE EVASIVE MANURERS, MAYBE HE IS STILL ALIVE DOWN THERE. A SHAME REALLY-- THIS PLACE IS DANGEROUS; HE IS GOING TO MEET A MUCH TERRIBLE FATE, FOR SURE." After the soldier spoke he just walked away and continued to dispose of the bodies. Quite the warm welcome indeed.
((Sorry for the delay-- holidays have kept me busy x3))
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