Main-Sim - ELE and the Arthropod, Observatory/Labs (Planet Side)

Posted Oct. 14, 2021, 8:01 a.m. by Lieutenant Duncan Rhodes (Chief Science Officer) (David Shotton)

Posted by Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious (GMT) in Main-Sim - ELE and the Arthropod, Observatory/Labs (Planet Side)

Posted by Lieutenant Duncan Rhodes (Chief Science Officer) in Main-Sim - ELE and the Arthropod, Observatory/Labs (Planet Side)

Posted by Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious (GMT) in Main-Sim - ELE and the Arthropod, Observatory/Labs (Planet Side)
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“How long did Townsend say we had until the ship arrives? We’re going to be cutting it close” Shouted Longman, he was the lead researcher at the station ad was starting to get twitchy. They had begun dismantling the non-critical equipment but required the specialist equipment only a federation ship would carry or could fabricate using their replicators. The lab was mostly one large building, a control room of sorts and on the view screen the bubbling Volcano. They of course were in the thick of it, at the very bottom of the main Volcano, well technically they were on top of it, once the Volcano erupted it would throw a quarter of the continent up into the upper atmosphere plunging the whole planet into the dark ages resetting the clock.

From the main room were five doors doors. the first in the eastern wall led to the barrack room housing beds for all the scientists and the recreational facilities such as a gym and a thermal hot tub (Why not harness the Killer Volcanoes power). The southern wall had two doors one leading to the only exit and the other mess hall, the western wall led into a corridor and into two labs and finally the northern corridor led into the Volcano itself.

“Soon I hope” Replied Hutchinson, his brown hair grey form the ash. “We’ve finished setting up the landing pad with the beacons they gave us, have we managed to regain communication with the two sites?” He asked. Their communications tower had recently been struck by lightening the tower had then crashed into the hanger housing their spare equipment.

“No, McGere is trying to put together an improvised antenna with whatever we have laying around.” He replied before turning back to the live image of the Volcano his arms on his hips. “I hope time is on our side.”

  • GM Narwhal

OOC: This location is about 20 minutes from any landing point the ship will used, most of the science and engineering teams should be here.


OOC: Forgive me, I haven’t had time tonight to go back and read the briefing (That’s a tomorrow job now) but I want to get something up, so I’m going to go with my gut here. Feel free to adjust or correct anything if I fubar, I am assuming from what I read that we are arriving via shuttle? :D

IC: Adjusting the angle of approach of the shuttle to better fit the co-ordinates provided, Duncan took a rare moment to glance up ahead instead of at the screens. It wasn’t as helpful as he hoped, so his eyes returned to the scanner and watched for the signal from the beacons. Thumbing the comm-system on, he sent out the request for landing clearance. By now, they should be well within range.

=/\= Observatory this is Lieutenant Rhodes of the Wolverine, we are on approach and request landing clearance, do you read me? =/\=

Lt Rhodes, CSO

There was no audio response from the observatory, unknown to the shuttle crew the science observatory officer were still trying to regain communication, that said they were able to receive hails even if they couldn’t respond. In front of the shuttle a ring of lights suddenly burst through the ash and two strips of green and red showing the shuttle the approach to take and where to land. Every so often a thick cloud of ash would blur the image but with some difficulty and some fine flying skills the shuttle could land.

  • GM Narwhal

Duncan grinned as the lights flared into existence, a rush of memory as an image of his antique Bristol Fighter two seater back home in England on his families estate, wind in his face and the sound of his friend Jessica in the seat behind him telling him he had better know how to land the old stringbag passed his thoughts. Compared to real flying, this was elementary really.

Fixing the landing point in his mind he turned his attention to his flight sensors, hands running easily over the controls. “Lovely weather today, pity I forgot my hat,” he quipped.

As the landing ground approached, Duncan eased back on the thrusters and began to survey the landing area as he brought the shuttle to a hover.

Lt Rhodes, CSO

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