Posted July 17, 2021, 2:43 p.m. by Gamemaster CockRoach (GM) (Robert Archer)
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=C=Aye Captain I will inform Lt Fordham. Rand out.=C= She walked over to Ford and Alden, “The captain wants a security officer left at the entrance in case of communication issues.”
Yeoman RandFord furrowed his brow in annoyance. “Have they not installed comm repeaters in the mine? Or have the power issues affected them as well?” he asked, looking to the constable. “All right, Smith, stay here,” he pointed at one of his red-shirted crew members. “Stay in the mouth of the entrance.”
NE Smith looked relived that he was the one not to be going deep in the mines “..Woo! Today is Smith’s day to survive!” He thought happily. Then turning to reply, “..Right away sir. I’ll guard the exit properly!” he said.
With lighting situated and communications handled, Ford hefted his rifle into position on his shoulder and faced the mine entrance. “On me, loose diamond formation, non sec in the center,” he ordered. He didn’t look back, but the tone was clear in his expectation. “Ensign Farquharson, please let us know immediately if your scanner shows anything ahead,” he added then began walking into the darkened maw.
COS Ford
Rand breathed, she’d relayed the message it wasn’t her he was annoyed at, she reminded herself of that. She found her space in the middle of the group and kept an eye on her tricorder, “Aye Lt.”
Yeoman Rand
Coming up on the entrance and leaving Smith behind, they were in the entry area. This area was mostly your standard metal plating and reinforcement beams with storage boxes and antigrav sleds with rich deposits of various minerals waiting near processor tanks. Nothing stood out as being odd, other then the equipment was off and unpowered.
Looking over the area they found an office shack likely for the mining staff to use as a break room and for PADD work. The room looked like a tornado had blown through with tables and chairs upended and food thrown this way and that. Scans and sight looking showed a thin film of some kind of organic substance was on much of these things. The slime residue smelled like an acrid-sweet scent like honey mixed with acid.
Just as Rand would be getting the scan results one of the other red shirt NE Gob went up to a larger cluster of the slime on a table that was bubbling. “..Hey this one is bubbling unlike the rest! I won—” He began only to get interrupted as the bubbling substance engulfed him with sinewy slime like tentacles. Then just as quickly NE Gob was thrown across the room to slam into the metal wall and tables in one corner, he wasnt moving and it was hard to tell if he was simply unconscious or dead!
No sooner had this been taken in when the bubbling slime of all things somehow spoke bubbles with each word belching out of its slimey body as it leapt quickly from the table onto the floor and began to eat through it. “..Goooo baaaacccckkk. The darknesssss can not be breaccchheed..” It bubbled out then with an acidic hiss it slipped through a crack in the floor it had made and vanished from sight deeper in the floor.
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