Drano nods his head in affirmation. “One way or another it will be over for us.” Motioning to both Mcloud, and Comartin Drano points to Amy’s dropship “Come on let’s suit up and see if we can load our mechs in the dropship.”

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After bringing his Glitter Boy over to Amy’s dropship the former Lieutenant dismounts and begins talking to the mutant cat. “Amy I’d like load up my fire team in the dropship, then once we make contact with the enemy drop us off on either their left or right flank.” He may have been demoted, but that didn’t mean Drano had to be a mindless peon.

   "Thanks." Lotus responds to Silvermasque simply, not commenting on his mention of her temper.  She has perhaps been quieter than normal, having missed at least a few opportunities to criticize or judge her peers in the last while.

   Lotus turns her head up in the air when Portia launches upwards.  The mystic knight is ready to go, save for the engine light on her hovercycle.  "Amy, I know we'll be leaving in a few minutes.  You think you can just check out my hoverbike and tell me if its going to blow up under me?"

Giving Silvermasque a wave Amy turns to look at the three impressive suits of armor and back to her dropship thoughtfully at Drano's request.  "I think we could fit all three, but it would be a bit akward and tight for anyone else, it wasn't really made for anything that tall.."

Then she turns to Lotus and nods, "I'm sorry, I keep getting distracted, here I'll take a look", and she hurries over to her dropship to grab a toolbox and back doing her best to run a quick check of the cycle.

OOC:
23:13, Today: Amy Weyland-Yutani rolled 14 using 1d100. mechanical engineer 85%.

"Who needs anyone else when you've got three 'Boys dropping down like the wrath of heaven?" McCloud jokes.  But he looks into the dropship's hold skeptically, wondering if it might be too tight a fit after all.

Photios joins the Glitter Boy pilot and then looks over the Dropship, "It will probably take a special mechanism to keep them secured and to perhaps allow them to exit quickly. I'd be happy to assist with developing something."

Not to mention, he had to ride in someone else's transportation anyways, he wasn't even sure if the previous APC he'd been in still existed.

Tam finishes checking her gear loading her back pack generator to the massive 6 foot long cannon she sets it into a small mounting bracket. (just to stow, not suitable for firing from) Loading the rest of her gear back in. She starts up the electric engine and joins the rest of the crew looking to Keth "And here I thought I would get a round in before we headed out." stopping beside him she stood up from her seat "I got room for a gunner any takers?" She called out

Drano knew Amy was just being safe with her piece of property. He would do the same if it was his drop ship. “Well it won’t hurt to see if they’ll fit.”



Dron nodded thankful for the assistance. "We had two of them in there a while back, and we used some sort of magic device to secure them to the deck.”

OOC: We did in fact have at least two (if not all three) GB's in the Dropship a while back. Magic pad like things were used to secure them.

Also I looked up some stuff online and if Amy’s dropship is in fact a replica of the one from the ‘Aliens’ movie then it can hold 12 Glitter Boys in two rows of six. Although the GB’s will have to crouch down, and stow their guns in the forward firing position.

Keth finishes checking his gear then drives to the group and smiles at Tam "Depends on what round you mean, a round of drinks or a round in the fighting ring. Either can calm us down after we wipe out those pests we are after"

"Do we have plan how to recon for them?" he asks LT. Portia

Once Amy is finished with the hovercycle she goes to her dropship and checks on her possessions and the state of the internal bay.  There still are some of the grab bars she had installed the last time she had to transport some glitterboys, and the magic pads, though she has no idea if they're still good, just not something she had thrown away.

"Well it all looks good, I think we'll be fine if we don't have any real vehicles to try and squeeze in with you though a hovercycle or two would fit easily enough."  She looks around for Hopper, and if she spots him will call out "Hey you still sitting in my second seat?"

"I most certainly am, my dear." He says cheerfully, as he strolls towards the ship. He would smile if he could...

PM
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Portia answers Keth over the group's radio (from 60 feet in the air). "We will better coordinate recon and assaults when we are closer to our destination. At this point we are unsure if this group is indeed the ones we are looking for. It will likley be a series of hit and run tactics, but I am open for ideas from anyone."

 "Damned with faint praise eh?" 'Masque replies cheerfully when Lotus gives him a one-word answer before rumbling "You must be doing something right to have been living this long, so don't be taking too much of my rambling to heart, is just second nature, nichevo." and returning Amy's little wave with a nod of his head before looking up towards Portia and rubbing his chin in a thoughtful fashion, "Is probably going to be bad idea to let them see us before we are seeing them - we are needing good recon, youbet. Maybe couple of jetbikes or something good mile or two out in front just buzzing back and forth and generally making like they are playing games instead of being part of unit?" he suggests, turning his head cheerfully towards the Juicers.

"Good thinking mercenary!" (in response to Silvermasque) "We still have a fair ways ahead of us. It is just after 1800 hrs now, I am estimating an arrival time of... oh... maybe 0900 hrs tomorrow or so... So first thing tomorrow morning, Tam and Keth should head out ahead of the pack. Just in case they have done any recon of their own here in this Desire kerfuffle..."
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Portia hesitates before responding. Why, is anyone's guess, though when she does respond it is short and cryptic. "Make it so" is all she offers in response. Her irritation, for those who have come to know her is starting to become apparent.

Na-Wa returns, riding ‘Silonar’, which unbeknownst to the dimwitted Psi-stalker is not a Silonar but is in fact an adolescent T-Rex. Within the mouth of the young T-rex is the body of some sort of ten foot long neon green worm with purple colored hair.

Na-Wa has Silonar unceremoniously drop the worm off in front of the largest group of people he can find and exclaims. “Na-Wa bring food for dinner!”

Amy grins back at her insectoid co-pilot, understanding even if he doesnt manage to match her own smile before she waves over to Lotus.  "Your bike needs a tune up, it will take an hour or so when I have time, but you should be alright till then, its nothing critical, when we stop I'll take care of it."

   Lotus nods and even manages a smile of gratitude for Amy.  Lotus was about to take her hovercycle back when the giant worm was dropped in front of everyone by the tyrannosaurus ridden by the team's idiot.
   "What the fuck?! Na-wa, have you ever seen us eat anything resembling this?  Not everyone is willing to test each new piece of mystery meat that come squirming through a rift.  It looks radioactive!"

"Even I would question eating that and I'm a juicer" Keth smiles

Na-Wa scratches his head before answering. “No, but Na-Wa eat before, and not die. Is very good worm taste like pig.”

   "I'm also not too keen on eating anything that has seen the inside of your dinosaur's mouth.  Thanks for the gesture, but you can have my share." Lotus steps past the fetid glow worm with a look of disgust still clinging to her face.  She quickly finds a drink of water from a canteen on her hoverbike and keeps her distance from whoever decides to eat the worm.

   In the mean time, Lotus has little else to do, so she sets up her compound bow, checks some of the settings, makes some adjustments, and tries a few test arrows for target practice on a nearby tree.

The new task force packs up and heads out on their new mission, and their first mission since Pluto Company has been disbanded. With no predicted encounters, they move out East towards the barrens. Three hours of traveling, and thirty minutes since the sun has set, Advisor Warrick suggests the group stop for the night and set up camp. This suggestion is thwarted swiftly by Portia, who decides they should stay on the road a while longer, noting that they are in pursuit of someone, and it would be wise to continue.

After another hour (approximately 2215 hrs), a series of three camp fires can be seen a few kilometers ahead.

"Everyone halt. Silvermasque, take a squad up to investigate. Drano, take your squad up to within range of the camp. Everyone else set up whatever defensive positions you can until we know if we have to go through or over this campsite..."
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 "Da." the oversized cyborg replies simply before looking around the group and making two rapid selections based on projecting the maximum amount of sensory ability and someone else with legs baby and rumbling "Na-wa, Keth - you are with me. On foot, we are going in quietly." before the massive Russian cyborg soldier motions for them to accompany him off the road and on a wide sweep around the encampment, taking maximum advantage of any terrain features that will help occlude him from sight and moving mostly on four of his six limbs.

 Needless to say, he leads his small scout party no-where near the target sight and keeps his onboard sensors operating at peak paranoia while he softly explains things to the psi-stalker and Juicer, "You are going to cover us." he advises to the latter, "From well back - Na-wa and I will move in little closer as quiet as we can be, da - only enough for me to get good look and Na-wa to tell if there is any magic, any demons with them. Then we make assessment. Until then, radio silence and keep heads down, khorosho?"

Keth stops his chopper then nods towards Silvermasque and gets off his his chopper. He then follows Silvermasque on his long sweep

Keth nods to Silvermasque and unslings his rifle "How will you signal if your in trouble?" Keth takes cover and go prone
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