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Main Sim - Outside Vaila Colony (Repair Team)

Posted Sept. 16, 2019, 6:27 p.m. by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GM) (Emily S.)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GM) in Main Sim - Outside Vaila Colony (Repair Team)

Posted by Lieutenant Mike Stone (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim - Outside Vaila Colony (Repair Team)

Posted by Ensign Luna (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Outside Vaila Colony (Repair Team)
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As the team braced themselves, the large heavy duty doors slid open and a gust of wind blew through a smattering of leaves and vegetation. The storm was already picking up speed as it headed towards the colony.

Taking a firm grip on his weapon, T’Pris led the way out of the doors and checked his tricorder for their heading. Setting himself against the wind, he started to lead the team towards the last known position of the shuttlecraft. As the doors closed behind them, T’Pris motioned for Luna to join him. “Ensign, take the lead with me,” he ordered, aware that if they did get into any trouble he wanted the most battle ready member of the team front and centre. T’Pris set a fairly brisk pace as time was of the essence.

Mother Hen

“ I didn’t know the wind would be this bad” she said as she took her place at T’Pris side. She fell a few steps behind him a few times. It was not entirely her fault she had her wings folded as tightly against her as possible however the wind still coughs her just right every now and then. “ I wonder if it would be easier to fly in this” She though out loud as she continued towards the station. “ are these storms normal here” She asked genuinely cereus. She carefully watched the train as the went.
Ensign Luna

“I doubt it would be wise.” Mike replied. “Ensign Luna, if you want i can take the point.” His robust frame didn’t have much trouble yet with the winds. For a moment, he wondered if he should give his toolbox to Ensign Luna to hold, so it would weight her down. Skinny and light as she looked, he wondered if the wind wouldn’t blow her away, if it got any stronger.

Mike Stone, CE

T’Pris nodded as he shielded his face against the wind. “The storms are common here which is why we have the weather stations around the colony. I would not recommend any type of flight in these conditions.” he added as they trudged up a nearby hill. T’Pris held his hand up for the party to stop as he pulled out his tricorder and tried to get a reading. There was some interference from the storm but he was able to at least get their location. He turned to the rest of the group, noticing that the two medics were trailing a little.

Luna shook her head “apparently I made that comment out Loud” she said quietly to herself. She thought about what the Vulcan had said. “ I’m guessing the colony is not built to withstand these storms in a even that one of the stations dose fair. “ she said.

“We must hurry, the shuttle crashed 1.4km in that direction, just over the next hill,” he said, pointing across towards the next ridge before turning to the two medics accompanying them. “You must increase your speed,” he added simply as he put his tricorder away and started heading out again.

Mother Hen

There was a bright light in the sky some one fired a flare for help. But as you got closer something fast ran past the time to the Weather control station.

Ensign Lance Von Hellsing (Wolf/Helm)

“ if that is another wolf person please point me in the direction of whoever’s but I need to kick” Luna said after he last run in with a where wolf she was not thrilled about the idea of fighting another on. Though if she really needed at Least she had the option of attacking from the air.
Ensign Luna

“Well there’s a flair, so someone must have survived the shuttle crash. I don’t think it’s much of a detour, we should hurry up and see what happened before we continue to the weather station.”
Mike knew it would be faster to simply split up but in this weather the rescue team might run into trouble, so they would only lose even more time. He hopped he was up to fixing the station.

Lt. Mike Stone, CE

T’Pris nodded as he quickened the pace. “Agreed, we will go to the shuttle first. The weather station is very close to the crash site but we have little time. Follow me, quickly,” he added as he glanced at the two medics.

T’Pris broke into a jog as they neared the shuttle.

OOC: carry on in the Marshland was thread.

Mother Hen

OOC: Here’s the thread link for the team to join:

https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf8/viking/notes/54030/

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