The Dastavka moves towards the small island and dispatches the ships boat. Aside from the five security personnel, Assistant Medic Armstrong, Tanya, Lewis, Marcus, Duke and Illium, there are the thirty Labrysian rebels.

It does not take them long to reach the island.

Note, map for group 2 is the island. Landing locations/instructions?

"Take us down, north east of the lake, and we'll  set up a defensive parimeter there, and lay a mine field down.."

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 2):

"No worries. On the way."

He lands in a clearing on the relatively gentle slopes north east of the volcano. The land is heavily wooded, with trees generally 3 to 6 yards high and with considerable foliage. The Beach of gravel and sand is clearly visible as you approach.

Lewis trys to pick up the comm signals of the colonists....

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 4):

It is not needed. One is walking to the clearing as you approach, holding a hand-held radio.

"I am security officer Grey of the Dastavaka. Hello there!"
This message was last edited by the player at 02:42, Mon 26 Sept 2016.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 6):

"I trust you have some weapons for us then!"

"Yes. We must hurry, we'll have company shortly.. and they aren't here to have tea with us!" Lewis orders the mines deployed in an area where the tank, and a land assualt would likely occur, and the troops to begin taking up defensive positions. He tells the colonist to bring his men in so they can be armed quickly, and join the defensive.
This message was last edited by the player at 03:19, Mon 26 Sept 2016.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 8):

As soon as the Labrysian contingent are seen, there is a shout, and you hear a number of weapons being readied in the bushes.

"What the hell is this? You working with them?"

"Blast! I specificly requested you be notified before our landing of the situation. These here with us, are rebels. They are on our side.. so, you need not fear them. There is a rebellion going on, and we will fill you in on details later, but for now, we must get ourselves ready. okay?"

OOC: failed his leadership roll by 2...

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 11):

They don't shoot, at least, for now.

"Then if you don't mind, we will take what weapons you offer and fall back to the colony, and allow them to deal with their own kind. You may well have informed the colony, but we have not been privy to all of your communications. This is only a hand radio after all..."

[OOC: They have long sideburns and caucasian skin, but appear quite normal for humans. What weapons are offered to this group of colonists?]

Gauss Pistol, x 5/5

Gauss Rifle, 4mm x 10/10

Gauss CAW, 18.5mm x2/2

Gauss CAWs with under-slung 25 mm PC Grenade Launcher x2/2
with appropriate ammo. and half the grenades brought along, thrown and launched

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 13):

The pistols and Shotguns do not receive so much attention, but the rifles and grenade launchers do. They quickly take them and thank you for them, and any ammunition you brought.

"We look forward to seeing you again, and hearing all about your history. Farewell for now, friend." With that, Lewis turns his attention to defensive proceedings.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 15):

The Colonists tell you they will be at the top of the hill around the colony, and ask you to keep them informed of how things progress. They allow Natalie to go with them to talk about things with the colonists.

You have
1 APC (With a HMG and a sickbay)
2 Labrysians with 100 mm TML, Heavy Plasma Flamers, Hand Flamers
10 Labrysians with 15mm AM Rifles, Hand Flamers, Picks
5 Labrysians with 15mm AM Rifles, Hand Flamers, Picks
10 Labrysians with Heavy Plasma Guns, Gyrocs, Hand Flamers
3 Labrysians with Heavy Plasma Flamers, Hand Flamers, Picks

They will be commanded by Ronovan who takes orders from Lewis. He may pick any one of these configurations for himself, with the addition of a Hand Flamer if the configuration chosen does not have one already.


Presumably, the others will have
Duke, with Gauss Rifle, 2 x Gyrocs, Monowire sword, Powered Combat Armour (His own prototype)
Tanya with Laser Rifle with U/S 25mm GL, 64mm Mortar on her Grav bike, Space Biosuit
Marcus and Illiam will stay with the ships boat, flying it and manning the Turret as Illiam sees fit.
Listing Armstrong (Medical Assistant) will stay in the APC's sickbay. He is only armed with a Hand flamer and wears a space biosuit.

You will need to equip the security detail from the Armoury (including Ronovan, who may make requests)

-Security ('Joan' Hirikuri)-
-Security (Richard Thornhammer) - Skilled in LAW, GL, Pistol, Rifle, Shotgun, Beam Rifle and sword. May use the HMG in the APC's turret.
-Security (Private Tonkin) - Skilled with conventional Pistols, Rifles, Shotgun and Beam rifles, and Sword. May drive APC.
-Security (Ronny Redcoat)- Slightly Skilled in GL, LAW, LMG, Pistols, Rifles, Shotgun, Beam Rifles and Hand Flamers

You have left in the armoury

10 Heavy Laser Pistol
4 Laser Rifle
6 Laser Rifles with under-slung 25 mm PC Grenade Launcher
4 Storm Rifle, 10mm CLR
15 Hand Flamer

1 Limpit Mine Dispenser
15 x Shaped Charge Limpit mines
1 LAW 84mm

There are also a number of grenades available.

Hand Grenades, (use Throwing skill) 1 lb each
  Note, explosion damage 2x damage dice range (include multipliers)
  ex damage decreases by /3x range from blast, apply full DR
3 x Plasma, 6dx4 burn ex sur, 1 lb, fuse 2
10 x HE (frag), 8d+8 x2 cr ex [3d, 15 yard frag], 1 lb, fuse 2
10 x HEC (Concussion), 8d+8 x2 cr ex, 1 lb, fuse 2
10 x EMP, HT-8(2), 8 yard + 2d cr ex

25mm Grenades 0.22 lb each for launchers.
10 x Plasma, 6d burn ex sur
20 x HE (frag), 4d+4 cr ex [1d+1, 5 yard frag]
20 x HEC (Concussion), 4d+4 cr ex
10 x EMP, HT-8(2), 2 yard + 1d-2 cr ex
5 x Flare radius 250 yards
10 x Shaped Charges, (5d+5)x3(10) cr inc + 2d cr ex [1d+1]

Please give me a brief of your preparations. A successful Tactics roll will only come into play if I think you are doing something your character would know is a bad idea.

"Nice place; very scenic.  Great place for a condo.  At times like these, I wish I had a force sword..."

She slings the laser rifle over her shoulder, checks her sleek, tight biosuit for wrinkles one last time, then struts down the ramp, ready for some action.
This message was last edited by the player at 13:55, Mon 26 Sept 2016.

Ronovan will use a heavy plasma gun, gyroc, and hand flamer, along with enough ammo for at least three reloads.  He will also grab a plasma, three frag and two concussion grenades from the weapons locker.
This message was last edited by the player at 13:55, Mon 26 Sept 2016.

Lewis has one of the laser rifles, without grenade attachment, his own heavy laser pistol, his tacsuit armor, with chameleon applications, grav-belt, and he take the 3 plasma grenades he will simply drop on targets from above, as well as 3 of the concussion. Lewis activates his nanoweave tacsuit's chameleon capability, and melts into the dense foliage, and scans through his visor... waiting for the assault. "kama-kama-kama-kama chamel-eeeon, you come 'n gooooo, you come 'n gooooo....."
This message was last edited by the player at 15:52, Mon 26 Sept 2016.

Lewis contacts security force via short range comm, and tells everyone to take what weaponry they are best with. deploy the mines, and suggests everyone use the cover of the woods to full advantage.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 20):

The following security take the following items:

-Security ('Joan' Hirikuri)- Laser Rifle with Underslung GL, Hand Flamer, Limpit Mine dispenser
-Security (Richard Thornhammer) - Laser Rifle with Underslung GL, Hand Flamer, Sword (His own). Mans the HMG in the APC's turret.
-Security (Private Tonkin) - Laser Rifle, Hand Flamer, Sword (His own). Drives the APC.
-Security (Ronny Redcoat)- Laser Rifle with Underslung GL, Hand Flamer, LAW

Joan Informs you that Limpit mines are not land mines...they have a much smaller explosive force as they are designed to be attached to the target. You did not provide any land mines.

Richard and Tonkin manage to find a good spot surrounded by rocks for the APC. They move some rocks onto the vehicle for better coverage, and add some branches and foliage to hide it quite well.

Ronny hides nearby with the LAW.

About 2 miles either side of them along the North East coast are a group of 10 Labrysians. Each group has the following:

1 Labrysians with 100 mm TML, Heavy Plasma Flamers, Hand Flamers
3 Labrysians with 15mm AM Rifles, Hand Flamers, Picks
2 Labrysians with 15mm AM Rifles, Hand Flamers, Picks
3 Labrysians with Heavy Plasma Guns, Gyrocs, Hand Flamers
1 Labrysians with Heavy Plasma Flamers, Hand Flamers, Picks

The third group, with
4 Labrysians with 15mm AM Rifles, Hand Flamers, Picks
1 Labrysians with 15mm AM Rifles, Hand Flamers, Picks
4 Labrysians with Heavy Plasma Guns, Gyrocs, Hand Flamers
1 Labrysians with Heavy Plasma Flamers, Hand Flamers, Picks

will follow Ronovans directions, wherever he is situating himself.

The ground is rough gravel, easy for vehicles and troops alike to transverse. There are plenty of loose rocks and shrubs for hiding, and you have some time to get there.

Illiam keeps the shuttle near the colony until ordered otherwise.

Tanya/Duke, please let me know where you are.

By the way, the Labrysians point out that in air, the APCs can travel at 740 mph. They are grav vehicles...
This message was last edited by the GM at 01:37, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

Unless otherwise ordered, Duke will support the APC  from the side opposite Redcoat.
This message was last updated by the GM at 03:00, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

Tanya raises an eyebrow at Lewis.  "Boy George?  Really?  That's how you prep for battle?"

She'll stick with Lewis.
This message was last edited by the player at 05:15, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

OoC: I just purchased tactics, and will now roll to determine the best location for my men.


01:25, Today: 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug rolled 13 using 3d6 with rolls of 5,5,3.  Tactics (failed by 4!)
This message was last edited by the player at 05:26, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

Lewis emerges from his position after a brief discussion with Captain Ronovan, and hails the officers. "Let's move our heavier firepower to the high ground. that way, if they break through in grav vehicles, they won't have that advantage over us. Let's move!"
This message was last edited by the GM at 09:53, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

Walking besides Tanya, Lewis's face is hidden by his visor, but he chuckles through his helmet: "A little humor takes the edge off. It's good for morale!"

Lewis points out the mid and upper slopes, and suggests one of the laws go up to the higher slope supported by two volunteers with laser rifles, and some with grenade launcher attachments take the mid slope. the rest on the beach should move further back, into two separate flanks, concealed in the brush, leaving the beach, seemingly open.

He suggests that since Ronovans squad have shorter ranged, flammable weapons they stay away from the woods, and take refuge in the rocks scattered about and turn the beach to glass, if need be.
This message was last edited by the GM at 09:54, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 28):

The area above the 40m line is largely devoid of large trees. It seems they have either been removed, or do not grow on the rocky soil that is there. Indeed, above the 10m line the soil becomes dark and rich, with rocks increasing as the altitude does, and the trees getting progressively smaller as a result.

In reply to Fate (msg # 29):

3 hours pass, and still no sign of action from the water. But it was not expected yet. You have arrived at your new positions further up the hill.

It is 4 hours before hostile are sighted. The Dastavka has a round trip of about 18,000 miles to the sight of the Destroyer, in addition to combat there and the combat here against the tank, so they can be expected back any time now. If all is well...

Those on the beach first sight a single APC coming out of the waves, about 100 yards offshore, about 1 mile northeast of Ronovans position.

See updated map for details. I don's have positions for Duke and Tanya, so unless I hear otherwise, I will assume they are hidden at the treeline with the APC.
This message was last edited by the GM at 10:21, Wed 28 Sept 2016.

That was the Plan ... Pvt Redcoat had the right side, I am 70 meters ± off to the left side. He has 3 limpets, a Gauss rifle, a couple of Gyrocs with APEX rounds etc. IIRC.
This message was last updated by the GM at 02:33, Thu 29 Sept 2016.

Ronovan and his men, with itchy trigger fingers, position themselves at the middle slopes and dig in, expecting them to come in flying over the beach.
This message was last edited by the player at 19:42, Fri 30 Sept 2016.

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 32):

As Ronovan and his men move back up the slopes, the visible APC moves cautiously to the beach near it, and begins disgorging troops!

Lewis is in chameleon stealth, hidden in the trees. He scans through his helmets visor, and makes his routine transmissions to the scattered group. Tranmission: *PSSHT*"See anything?"

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 34):

A team from near the top of the hill reports an APC disembarking troops on the beach, and an approaching ship at high speed.

Lewis gives orders to hold fire until the troops are within launched grenade range, make the most of blast radius, then open fire with beams. he alerts the right and left flanks, and tells them to prepare for troops assault. Law, and APC turret, keep ready for enemy vehicles.
after the choas of the grenades ensues, he directs the flamers and plasma gunners to join in, against the troops that come within range, as their ranks will most likely scatter.

Lewis readies his rifle, and switches on the HUD, and targeting crosshairs.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 37):

At this stage the hostiles are really lining the beach, about 3 miles to the north. Ronovans squad is closest, about 3 miles south of them, through fairly heavy woodlands.

Wind is moderate breeze from the south-east. Fine sunny day otherwise.

Lewis spots the ship, and tells all troops to stay in place, and to take cover.

Lewis: *PSSHT* "Let 'em have it, Lads!!!"
Lewis give the order to fire on the labrysian troops, when they come within range, of each group.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 40):

The enemy troops are still 6,000 yards (3 miles) or thereabouts from the nearest troops...

Lewis relays the news to the locals, via commlink.
This message was last edited by the player at 18:09, Sun 02 Oct 2016.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 42):

"Hey, thanks for the heads up. You want to send some guys to watch the other sides now? We got sonar readings from the South west and the East...spotters confirm something surfacing in both directions, about 2 miles out."

In reply to Colonists (msg # 43):

"I read you,NTA Colony." Lewis orders the APC, crew, and 12 volunteers to go.
Lewis looks at Tanya. "Wanna fly along?" Lewis puts his hands on his gravbelt's activating panel.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 44):

"Go exactly where sir? They are likely coming from two different directions..."

"Affirmative."  She gets on.

Ronovan instructs his men,  "Don't shoot until you see the whites of their livers."

"Let's check out the East, Thornhammer."

I'll come too...

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 49):

As the Dastavka flies low over the island, missiles launching and turrets flashing, the original hostile troops start their way inland, to where Ronovan and his men are waiting for them. By the time the APC reaches the colony, the first of the hostile Labrysians is just 200 yards from the nearest ambusher to the north-west, who as yet remains concealed.
This message was last edited by the GM at 05:29, Fri 07 Oct 2016.

In reply to Fate (msg # 50):

The Labrysian team to the north is the first to reveal their positions, with the flamer opening up ineffectively on two of the leading fireteam. AM rifles then open up on the entire fireteam, and they seem to drop. Surprise now lost, they reload fervently.

However, a second fireteam with plasma weapons approach their position from the south, about 1000 yards north of Ronovan's position. There seems to be a third about 500 yards away from Ronovan's position as well, but they have not been sighted yet.
This message was last edited by the GM at 10:52, Fri 07 Oct 2016.

In reply to Fate (msg # 51):

The second fireteam quickly closes with the North Labrysian team and exchanges fire. The hostile Labrysians all go down, but 2 Labrysians with heavy flamers are hit as they moved forward to take a heavy plasma guns from downed enemies. One is very fortunate, and the plasma round deflects of his heavy armour due to the high angle of incidence, but the other is hit squarely and goes down as plasma burns through his armour and cooks him inside of it.

A third fireteam is now visible approaching Ronovans position, about 400 yards to the north. They appear to be preparing to flank the team that has just taken fire. A fourth fireteam is moving into attack positions with cover about 300 yards to the north of the same rebel team.

In reply to Fate (msg # 52):

The Dastavka, a couple of miles up, unleashes a beam bombardment of the fourth fireteam, igniting the foliages somewhat. The smoke carries north west over towards the beach.

"Let's head north, toward all that fire and smoke, sergeant!"

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 54):

"Just us, Sir, or take the APC with us?

Also, from here, the smoke is West north-west, unless you want us to flank them to the north..."

[OOC Map for group 2, the fires are where Fireteam 4 were. Your current positions marked]

"Aye, We'll take the APC with us, and let's try and flank fireteam 4, effectively trapping both fireteams between our forces." Lewis contacts the westernmost squad, and suggests they advance, to keep up.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 56):

OK, so just to be clear,

Thornhammer, Armstrong and Tonkins are in the APC. Joan and Ronny are with you, and the Westernmost squad of Labrysians is south-west of Ronovan. Duke and Tanya have moved up near the APC.

You are getting the Westernmost Squad of Labrysians moving up, right, to near Ronovans position? Whilst you and the humans and APC with you move East then North to flank Fireteam 4, which are currently engulfed in a growing bushfire. Go that right?

As shown on updated map, right?
This message was last edited by the GM at 09:42, Sun 09 Oct 2016.

right

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 58):

The APC is the fastest way to cover the approximately 4 miles down the nose of the ridge to where you are headed. At full speed, it should not take more than an hour...

The ships boat, parked up at the colony, would be a faster option...

"Oi! change of plan. We'll take all the men in the ships boat, instead."

Lewis Transmits to the colony:"This is Security Officer Grey, We're coming for the shuttle."

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 60):

"You guys need us for a pickup? Airborne..."

The craft responds fairly quickly. Within 10 minutes, those who want to be aboard are able to be so.

"You want to be on the other side of the fire, or this side and up the hill a little?"

"Up the hill, Illiam."

Ronavan orders his squad to carefully move north and fiercely engage fire team 3.  He intends to keep them busy while the rebels creep into position.
This message was last edited by the player at 15:00, Mon 10 Oct 2016.

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 64):

Ronovan are about 500 yards from their positions now...quite close enough to engage them, though with the standard -15 range penalty. This will drop to -11 at less than 500 yards, but if you plan to creep up on them, remember they are creeping away from you, probably at the same pace, so you may have to forgo stealth in order to get closer to them by moving faster than they are.

Of course, heavy plasma gun has 11 Acc, while Anti-Material Rifle has 9 Acc. They probably have DR50 armour on the torso, and DR30 armour elsewhere, so laser rifles would not be so impressive...
This message was last edited by the GM at 11:37, Tue 11 Oct 2016.

"We'll follow them until they stop moving, or until we can trap them between, the other group. in an all out assault our laser rifles wouldn't be effective, either."

Lewis contacts the nearest squad and has the other men move.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 67):

My Bad, Ronovan is already 500 yards away from Fireteam 3. He will have about ten minutes of combat before the Ships Boat can have you on the scene.

But you are right about the effect of the laser rifles...you would need to to aimed shots at the skull (-7 to hit)...6d does an average of 21 damage per shot, and with an armour divisor of 2 that would reduce the total DR to 19 (Labrysians have natural DR of 5 and the head has 7), meaning on average 2 points of tight burning damage would penetrate to the head per shot, but this would be 8 points of injury because it is the skull. Easy to see how a good roll here could kill...but you would know this already.

In reply to Fate (msg # 68):

As Fireteam 3 moves north to engage Rebel Squad 1, Ronovans squad moves up behind them, catching them when they stop to engage. As they do, a fifth fireteam approaches their left flank.

Squad 2 moves north to assist Ronovans squad, while Squad one exchanges fire with at least one survivor of Fireteam 4 and Fireteam 3. They report another casualty.

The fire around Fireteam 4 begins to take hold, and is spreading slowly down the hill as the wind pushes it. The ships boat is by this time has arrived to pick up the APC and whoever is wanting a ride.

There are no reports of sightings from colonists looking over the crash sites of the other two APCs.

FWIW, The Squads and Fire teams are getting quite confusing as they dance about.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 70):

That is why I have taken to numbering them. But given they are mainly Labrysians, that would be reflected in your characters confusion as well! In combat, it can be hard to know who is who, especially with a fire and smoke!

No kidding?

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 72):

lol, you would probably be thinking that pretty much al Labrysians look the same, especially at a mile out! You might want to invest in some personal IFF in future...

In reply to Fate (msg # 69):

As Ronovans team engages Fireteam 5, Squad 1 engages Fireteam 3. Both rebel squads take one casualty, but dispatch with the enemy fireteam. However, one survivor from Fireteam 3, and Fireteam 6 also attack squad 1, bringing their total casualties to five, or half the squad. From the radio, not all are dead yet. With the fire growing around what is left of fireteam 3, it is getting hard to see what is happening there, or see fireteam 6 for that matter.

A seventh fireteam attempts to assist fireteam 5, but only reveals their position in firing on Ronovands team from 600 yards away.

The APC and whoever else was coming with it have been able to board the ships boat by now.

The Colonist are reporting that some figures seem to be exiting the water near where the South-western APC went down. At least 2 have been spotted running up the beach for cover, but there are possibly more.
This message was last edited by the GM at 12:04, Thu 13 Oct 2016.

"Looks like they're coming out, finally."

Ronovan orders his squad to concentrate fire on whichever fire team is closest.

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 76):

"Still the same destination, Lewis?"

"Yes, we'll do a sweep and see if we can help. If things look well in hand, we'll go south and take care of the downed APCs there." Lewis contacts the colony and tells them labrysians have been sighted to the south, and to be on guard, and that we'll be there after we scout the fighting to the north.
This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 20:29, Thu 13 Oct 2016.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 78):

"Sweep over land, or a fly-by sweep?"

"Fly by"

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 80):

The fly-by does not take long. There do not seem to be many, if any, hostiles not now engaged or engaging the rebel Labrysians.

In reply to Fate (msg # 81):

Ronovan and Squad 1 take two more non-lethal casualties as they engage the last remaining hostile forces. As the Ships boat does the fly-by, Marcus takes out two more that were taking cover against the withering fire from Ronovan's teams. As you come by for the second run, it seems that squad 1 has a fireteam of their own making a sweep of the injured government troops with their picks. They radio in that they do have casualties that they would like evacuated, however.

The colonist on the radio dryly thanks Lewis for telling them the information they informed you of moments earlier...
This message was last edited by the GM at 09:12, Fri 14 Oct 2016.

"Okay, let's get the injured/wounded, aboard, we'll drop them off at the colony, then investigate south."

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 83):

It takes a few minutes to land and pick up the injured, while Ronovan and the rest of Squad 1 sweep the area of any remaining hostiles, killing any injured they find. There are a total of 8 casualties, with 3 fatalities and therefore five needing medevac.

In that time, the colonists report approximately 7 hostiles from the south-east making their way to the more heavily wooded area at the base of the hill the colony is on, but they have made no attempt to leave the treeline at around 20m there.

"Alright, let's get to the colony and drop off the wounded, and we'll take care the interlopers there. I'm concerned about all the enviromental damage we're doing to their home. these fires need to be contained, and something needs done about the nuclear reactor leak from the crash site, when we take out the immediate threats."

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 85):

Your return to the colony is met with some relief, but also some apprehension when a number of injured Labrysians are unloaded and triaged by Armstrong.

There has been no further movement detected by any of the hostiles.

Is the sickbay in the APC or the ships boat used for the Labrysians?

APC

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 87):

The APC pulls out of the ships boat and sets up a triage area. The injured Labrysians are all suffering serious plasma burns despite heavy armour.

While in the colony, Lewis asks about fire fighting capabilities, and suggest they prepare them, with a battle so close to their perimeter.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 89):

The colony has a fire truck and water pumps, but that is about it. They get them ready.

"Woo... that was exciting.  Not sure I helped much, but I'm glad I came."

"We said we'd kick their glass, and we did.  It broke, we kicked it so hard."

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 92):

"You dealt with one APC, but there were two more shot down further off the coast. I will feel a lot better when we have accounted for all of the aliens in them...especially the ones down the hill!"

"Gather your militia and defend your southern perimeter and keep the fire truck on standby. We may need it... We'll take care of them!" Lewis clenches his fist.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 94):

"Our Militia have been gathered for hours, and the fire truck is on standby. We fully expect to deal with them."

His tone is a little more polite than before, however.

"Okay men, let's get back in the boat. Let's get after them!"

Ronovan barks at his men until they're back in the boat, then keeps yelling for an extra two minutes just for fun.

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 97):

The Labrysian squads have barely finished their sweeps before the boat lands amd picks them up. There do not seem to be any further reports of landings.

Who is where as the ships boat picks up the Labrysians?

Duke is with the APC ... trying to converse with the Colonists about their current TL and what they have available. He'll also look over any women he sees.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 99):

Most women seem to be in support roles, but very well covered, much to Dukes disappointment. Not quite Burkhas, but long jeans and long sleeve shirts with high neck lines, and some with sun hats or helmets.

Ugh... not so exciting... probably like their Tech, but he'll ask anyway.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 101):

All are strict religious Jews, and are not shy about it. The generation ship was sponsored by Israel (New Tel Aviv should have been a hint!)

TL is mainly TL9, the Tech Level of Earth when they left over 100 years ago.

In reply to Fate (msg # 102):

As you and the colonists take up positions to the south-west along the ridge, there is some movement down below the treeline about a mile away. With the beach only about 3 miles distant and your current altitude only about 40 yards (or metres. They can be considered approximately the same for these purposes) you find it hard to see anything clearly. The sun on the rocks ensures Thermal vision does not pick up much.

High above, the Dastavka is keeping overwatch.

"Perhaps when the sun goes down, we'll be able to spot them more effectively. Unless we can try something else.." Lewis contacts the Dastavka: "Cap'n, we're in place at the colony. survivors from the APC have entered the forest to the south, south west. I fear a firefight this close..we'll have raging fires. Anything you could do to maybe smoke, or gas them out?"

Most of what we have would also create a serious fire risk ... I'll have guns scan for them and see what we might be able to do, besides just locate them well.

"Understood."

"Maybe just burn them all?"

"As much as I appreciate fire, this is a little close to these folks."

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 108):

"Thanks for the consideration. Fortunately we have had a number of fires already this year, and have moved everything above the treeline. The trees burn well, but the grass is hardy and when green like it is it does not catch fire easily. Still, we will need some wood to rebuild the fishing fleet that these pricks have taken out when this is all over."

"Our ship is going to see what they can do to aid us in locating the hidden targets, with it's sophisticated sensor array."

"Does anyone have chameleon ability on their armor...if so, we could hunt them down relatively easy, with the ship giving away their positions, as we move in."

In reply to Colonist (msg # 109):

"We did not come for war, so we do not have old military hardware, let along modern stuff invented after we left Earth. Our armour has no abilities. If you have it, use it."

"I think I may be the only one..."

Lewis contacts one of the teams that wiped out the labrysian fireteams for a report on their troops equipment and sensor capability.

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 114):

Since they travelled back with you in the Ships boat (message #98) one beside you suggests limiting the use of radio chatter to what is necessary.

The enemies killed so far have shock trooper armour [OOC: DR 50 torso, DR 30 elsewhere] similar to what your agents have. They are only using plasma guns and 25mm grenade launchers, as most likely all other weapons were damaged by immersion, including the Storm Chaingun the grenade launcher was mounted under.

In reply to Fate (msg # 115):

*IF* we can get some of those weapons, I can probably refurbish them, to add to our arsenal and to also help these colonists.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 116):

"We grabbed some of them already. Including a Chaingun with an underbarrel grenade launcher. There should be more we can get, to. But you should modify them for humans, I suspect."

"As soon as we get our intell from the ship, we'll move out. Our men will move into the interior, how about you colonials break into flanks and surround the edges of the forest, so we can trap them there."

In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 118):

"Surround the edges of the forset? The forest rings the colony. How about we defend the colony and you kill the aliens?"

"Fine. FINE! this has dragged on long enough!!" Fed up with the condescending and contradiction, Lewis strides off alone into the woods, and activates his chameleon suit as he hits the treeline.
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In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 120):

Which direction do you head off in?

south east.

In reply to Labrysan rebel (msg # 117):

Some indeed, but your men could also use some of them....

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 123):

Just to clarify, is Duke referring to the captured weapons?

In reply to Fate (msg # 124):

Yes, make sure some work for the Labrysians, and modify more for the colonists and the DASTAVKA crew.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 125):

Ok. I assume that is a goal once the current Labrysians are dealt with.

With Lewis being Stealthy, who assumes command of Dastavkas forces on the planet?

I have everything under control, Captain Ronovan, can you have several of your men support Lewis as best you can? We'll hold the rest here to defend the colony. The APC is the reaction force.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 127):

"We seem to have two fireteams set up at the treeline, pretty much straight toward where we downed their APC from your position."

Roger that... scanning with the APC sensors.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 129):

Who is doing the scanning? If Duke, please roll Electronics Ops(Sensors)

Duke is doing it...

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 131):

Duke manages to get what seems to be 5 blips on the APCs multisensor array, though all seem to be partially concealed by rocks or foilage. Current range is about 5,500 yards rom your positions.

In reply to Fate (msg # 132):

Some of the blips seem to move back towards the beach after Lewis' transmission.

*Transmission* Ronovan, Move your squads in, I've broke them roughly in half, from where they where positioned, prior. Hurry.
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In reply to Lewis Eugene Grey (msg # 134):

Shortly after this transmission, three balls of plasma can be seen ascending on a low trajectory into the sky back around Lewis' position.

Duke will engage any targets of opportunity with the Gatling laser and encourage Ronovan's guys to use their 10 mm Chain Guns.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 136):

Squad 2 does not have any ammunition for the chain guns, but they do have five of the 15mm Anti-Material Rifles and three plasma rifles. Closing to just under a mile as the APC sprays the signatures behind the rocks, the Labrysians exchange fire. Unfortunately, the long range rifles seem to be anticipated, and do not seem to hit, but the plasma manage to connect to two on each side, with one on each side taking more serious damage.

The Heavy Gauss Machine Gun on the APC seems to be effectively keeping them pinned though, and there are a few radio transmissions now they have clearly been detected.

DASTAVKA, Do we need to go extract Lewis?

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 138):

As the Labrysians agents pressed the attack on the hostile troops, taking another hit as they did so, Illiam moved the ships boat directly to Lewis' last known position, based on sensor reading Gun sent to him, arriving as a single Labrysian stood over a bloody corpse, briefly, until the ships weapon blasted most of his body into atoms at almost point blank range.

Marcus at this range was able to use the beam weapon in the turret to terrifying effect against the remaining troops, scoring direct hits with minimal collateral damage to the foilage, whilst the armour of the ships boat proved well able to stand against the plasma weapons they held, turning the remainder of this fight into a cleaning up operation.

Unfortunately, on recovery of Lewis, Armstrong pronounced him dead. His left arm is badly burnt, and his left leg burnt clean off. To add to that, the last Labrysian there had performed a coup-de-gras with a 25 mm shaped charge grenade to the head moments before Marcus dealt with him.

Cap'n, Lewis is very dead... nothin' anyone could do... they gave him a coup de grace with a 25 mm grenade to the head.
This message was last updated by the GM at 02:52, Fri 28 Oct 2016.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 140):

Armstrong gathers him and the Labrysians weapons into the shuttle.

In reply to Listing Armstrong (msg # 141):

The Labrysians located and engaged, the APC and the rest of the Labrysians make short work of those who are left. They gather their weapons and return to the Colony. The third APC seems quiet. Perhaps too quiet. No missiles were sent there, and no survivors have come from that crash site.

So far there have been a total of 5 deaths, 4 Labrysians and Lewis, and 7 injuries, all Labrysians. The colony seems to be stunned in silence as they watch you unload the dead Labrysians and try to treat those injured. Some of the children try to come out and look, but are pushed back by their parents into the bunkers they are hiding in.

Guns, scan all three APCs as best you can... see if we have anyone hiding about ... and see if you can find that damnable tank.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 143):

Guns returns to the survey sensors array and starts working for a bit.

"We may need to go a little higher to increase our search area for the tank. I am not sure, but there seem to be a number of signatures from about 80 yards out, to the east of the colony. Of course, they could also be metal deposits, given they are spread over about 400 yards long and about 25 yards wide at about 10 ft depth."

Ronovan chews out his squad for failing to keep Lewis alive.

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 145):

One of them mumbles something about running off alone behind enemy lines and sending out radio transmissions, but generally they don't care. They have lost 4 of their own, who did not take reckless risks.

Captain, I sort of have to concur with your soldiers... technology is great, but foolish employment or relying over much on it can cause exactly what happened. I'm sure Captain Zotmund would have stopped him had he known what Lewis was doing... Your men performed very well and used their heads. They are to be commended.

"Still, for man to die should not happen.  This is not kosher."

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 148):

The colonists slowly come around, looking at the aliens with fascination. The men have long sideburns and the women are well covered, but the clothes are modern...for 100 years ago! One of them approaches Duke, who is quite imposing in his battlesuit. His English is good, though dated and accented.

"Thank you for your help. Our condolences for your losses.

Whilst we are sure there are some more of them about from one of the flying saucers, with some assistance and some of the weaponry we can deal with them. To this end, we would ask that many of the captured weapons be left with us, so we can learn how to use them and make use of them. This is a fishing base, but the main manufacturing base, with most of our production, was lost in an attack before you arrived. We will need to replace our manufacturing capacity as soon as possible, and re-establish ties with Earth and particularly, Israel.

We also ask that you leave some of the aliens with us once we have dealt with the rest of the hostile aliens, so that we can know who will die for us and who will try to kill us."

I'll have to pass your message along, as I don't have the authority to grant it or much else... how ever the weapons will need modifying for human use, that I can do.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 150):

"That would be appreciated. If you could also teach us how to use, maintain and repair, and even build such weapons, that would be very helpful."

Not sure about build, But the other stuff we can do, assuming you have the tools.

"Would it help if we left this world, then returned later with supplies to help them retool their manufacturing?"
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In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 153):

"It would help if you were to leave a dropship with troops in case an enemy warship returns. Or Fighters. Some means to defend ourselves properly while you are away. Otherwise I fear you may not come back to much."

There are other things going on that make that less likely than you expect. You are a minor aggravation, the Rebels here are attacking the planets the government owns. I doubt a Fighter would offer much defense against just about any starship ... 20 of them might, but one or two won't. We'll try and bolster things up, more for the public's peace of mind than any expectation of another attack.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 155):

"And yet we were just attacked, and there may still be hostile troops here. If these Aliens are rebels, then the hostile ones must have a stronger fleet, right? A few fighters may not be much, but they are better than nothing!"

In reply to Colonist (msg # 156):

"Copy that. On my way."

[Who is going with Illiam to assist the light aircraft?]
This message was lightly edited by the player at 00:00, Mon 07 Nov 2016.

Just those aboard at the moment...  Duke is not aboard.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 158):

Who is aboard then? No notes that Tanya got off...

In reply to Fate (msg # 159):

Tanya, the Gunners, a medic... not sure whom else... Marcus and Armstrong are aboard...
This message was last edited by the player at 23:33, Sun 06 Nov 2016.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 160):

Marcus is Ships boat Gunner, Armstrong the medic. The gunners are in the APC...is it aboard?

I don't believe so...

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 162):

Illiam flys quickly towards the light aircraft, reaching it as it approaches the ground...

The ultralight aircraft levelled out just metres from the ground and moments later lands in the tiny village square. The engine splutters to a stop just as the craft is tipped up and pushed sideways by the shock wave from the rapidly approaching ships boat.

*IF* it is going to land on dry land that is reasonably level... why would Illiam or anyone rush in close?  You had it off shore, over water, which seemed threatening, although the picture clears that up too.

Lets go back and Mod that...

Colonists rushed to the small craft as the pilot almost fell out of the tiny cockpit and slumped exhausted against the side. Except where tears had washed it way, dried blood and soot covered him from head to toe, a large rifle held limply in his hands.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 165):

[OOC: Will put it down to Illiam and Gun initially misjudging that it was going to splashdown, but as he pulled out at the last minute, he came back towards the colony.]

Illiam moved to land beside him as the small craft levelled out at the last minute and came back over land to make a rather rough landing at the colony. He landed not far away, safely, just in time to see several other colonists approach the aircraft and turn it off, getting the pilot out.

"He seems to have touched down, sir. We will try to get the story from the Colonists as to who he is or was in a few minutes. Seems that they are carrying him out, so he may need medical attention. We will send Armstrong over."

The large furry Suerrat attracted quite some attention as he moved over to assist the pilot, looking a little like someone out of planet of the apes...

Well handled Illiam.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 168):

After a couple of hours of nothing happening, the colony puts out a small powerboat with sonar over the third APC. The APC is found, but there does not appear to be any unusual occupants. Divers sent down confirm it is largely vacant, with only a handful of bodies.

Five hours have now passed since the last hostile Labrysian was killed, and 3 hours have passed since the ultralight landed and the pilot collapsed. He is now coming around, under the care of the large furry Suerrat, a colonial doctor and small number of curious onlookers, at least one of whom is a Labrysian medic with the Dastavka looking to see how humans are treated.

In reply to Fate (msg # 169):

"Sir, he seemed to be saying something about there being other survivors out there, on a boat. The colonists can provide the location of the destroyed base, but they will probably be somewhere between here and there, and likely trying to stay hidden from spaceships!"

In reply to Listing Armstrong (msg # 170):

"Mr Galanski is a respected scout who was attached to the Main Base. I hate to think what he has been through, but perhaps if your ship could do an orbital survey of the planet, much of his work would be done. However, I am not sure how his psyche will handle it if he arrived back at the base soon after the murderers went through. No offence to you guys who have fought, and some have died, to help us, but there would be strong feelings against any who murder unarmed women and children."

In reply to Colonist (msg # 171):

"Sir,  they seem to be asking for us to do an orbital survey of the planet with our more advanced sensors, to cut back on the scouting operations. In addition, they want us to leave behind the fighters we have for which they are willing to pay for in commodities. The final thing I think they need is a thorough update on the political situation in this star cluster, for which I would suggest leaving the away team here while you do the survey, and we can fly to the other bases using the ships boat.

At some point we will probably need to deal with those loose Government Labrysians too."
This message was last edited by the GM at 10:26, Sun 20 Nov 2016.

THanks Duke, Losing insight from up here. We'll get the survey underway. Let us know if you need some heavy back up. See if the colonists can provide blue & White cloth to allow our Labrysians to be discriminated from the Government sort.

Kat, work with Gun Da Bin and lets get a survey done quickly as possible.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 173):

"The survey will just take time and some accurate flying, 3 days to be exact. "

[OOC Need a Piloting roll, and Gun will have to make a few rolls. Away team, your plans for the next 3 days?]

We'll fly to the other sites and see if we can locate any survivors. Hopefully the colonists have someone who can direct us... then they need to make contact with the survivors...  we can heal as best we can. We'll keep our Labrysians out of sight unless we need their muscle.
This message was last edited by the player at 01:37, Mon 21 Nov 2016.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 175):

"Having seen first hand that six of them died protecting us, we are willing to allow you to leave the friendly Labrysians here so we can learn more about them. As for a scout, the gentleman that just landed is probably the only pilot here, and would be the best person to guide you to the other bases."

He is not looking in very good shape though ... so no one else can do it?

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 177):

"This base has boats, but not aircraft, so he is clearly the best option here. They were based at the other bases, and many were probably killed. He is only suffering from fatigue and maybe PTSD, so he will be fine after a good nights rest."

OK, I had hoped to get moving, but guess we'll wait then.

[Edit: That was meant to be Duke, Right?]
This message was last edited by the GM at 00:45, Tue 22 Nov 2016.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 179):

"He should be ready to go tomorrow morning. In the meantime, I guess the crew gets some tentative downtime, being aware of the other Labrysians seem to have withdrawn for now."

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 179):

Yup... thought I had it set right...
This message was last updated by the player at 03:03, Tue 22 Nov 2016.

In reply to Listing Armstrong (msg # 180):

OK, we'll saddle up first thing in the morning then...

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 181):

The next morning, Meir us up and well, though none too happy at seeing Labrysians around. The colonists seem to have relaxed a bit, and have taken a number of items off the damaged Labrysian APCs overnight. Overnight patrols seem to have shown that the surviving Labrysians have gone from their local area.

"None too happy" was putting it mildly. At one point early in the day he had to be physically restrained from attacking a Labrysian who'd wandered too close, until it was explained that these ones were actually allies. Even so, he continued to display barely checked hostility towards the aliens he viewed as murdering invaders.
"Meir Galinski, Colonial Expeditionary Unit, or what's left of it," he introduced himself to the human visitors, looking much cleaner and well rested than when he'd arrived.
"We need to get moving as soon as possible. There's a family out there with wounded on a small boat desperately short of supplies."
This message was last edited by the player at 09:29, Wed 23 Nov 2016.

I wanted to o last night, so let's saddle up...  Everyone coming with us, get aboard ... Captain Ronovan, You keeping your folks here?  DASTAVKA, WE are headed out to locate a small boat with Wounded aboard... any assistance you may be able to provide would be appreciated. Illiam, let's get airborne.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 185):

Iliam waits for Captain Ronovans response, before lifting off.
This message was last edited by the player at 07:22, Thu 24 Nov 2016.

Unlike at the time of his arrival, Meir was unarmed besides a long knife, almost a machete really and he'd brought along a respectable amount of gear with him - a cursory glance showing he was well equipped to survive, even thrive alone in the wilderness.
"Now we need to go about eight hundred miles that way," he pointed back the way he'd flown in from the day before.
"I've got some maps you can use on my laptop."
This message was last edited by the player at 12:21, Fri 25 Nov 2016.

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 187):

"Be glad to plug it in and see if we can access them"

It takes him a few minutes to get the computers talking, but he manages to bring your maps up, and prepares to head off in the direction mentioned.

Let me see what we can do with out interrupting the system scan, Duke ...

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 189):

Despite the best efforts of those on the sensor arrays, you are unable to detect any small craft from orbit.

We can't see anything from orbit... probably too small. Good luck.

Thanks Captain, we'll do our best down here.

"I doubt you'd have much chance finding them even with a dozen ships in orbit. They're purposely hugging the coastline as much as they can and concealing themselves at night to avoid detection by the hostiles. Really it's their only defence besides a couple of rifles we salvaged from the wreckage of the colony."
He trailed off, lost in the memory of the horrors he'd seen, the bodies littered everywhere, some burnt almost beyond recognition, some torn apart by the alien weapons. The smell of the dead and dying mixed with smoke and ashes, slaughtered animals in the fields, young children shot or stabbed, or heads crushed under stamping alien boots.
"I'm gonna make them pay," he muttered, his fists clenching. "Every last one of them."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 193):

"Makes sense. Heading back towards the Base you mentioned on the map then."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 193):

Remember, as with humans, every Labrysian is not your enemy. Many have had their families treated the same way... their anger knows little bounds as well. It is this Screwed up religion that the Government soldiers follow. And we hope to eradicate it in time.

"My men can remain here, as long as we are being desired."

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 196):

"We would welcome you here until the remaining hostile troops have been dealt with."

In reply to Colonists (msg # 197):

Illiam lifts off, and proceeds towards the bases position. The trip is only about 2 hours, and the small wooden vessel you are looking for is not seen.

The scene before you is one of devestation. There are no more corpses, though it seems some of the graves have been raided by wild animals. Most of the buildings have been burnt, including the furnace and refinery, and the rest looks like a war zone gone bad. Because it was...

Let's do a ground search using the speeders; where would that wooden vessel have been ?

Meir gritted his teeth at the sight of the destruction. He'd personally dug scores of those graves and to see them further desecrated by the wildlife, well, it was nearly more than he could bear.
"Unless they look familiar to us colonists, I'd avoid using those speeders. They're hiding from anything and anyone alien and should be moving only at night."
"I'll show you the exact route we worked out for them on my laptop. They weren't going to divert from that unless they absolutely had to."
With a few keystrokes he zoomed in on an area a few dozen miles across.
"With the prevailing winds and currents, and if they hadn't run into anything to delay them, they should be somewhere along this stretch...here."
"They don't have a working radio so the only way to communicate is face to face. It would be best to locate them, land some distance away and approach on the surface. I'd suggest getting in front of them if possible and letting them come to us."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 200):

Illiam looked over the route entered into the computer,

"That should not be too hard to follow."

OK  Illiam,  Let's try to avoid scaring them if possible. Are there other survivors you know of?

"No," he said with obvious bitterness.
"We searched for as long as we could, salvaged what we could, buried them all as we could."
Clearly though they'd not been buried well enough.

We'll improve things after we rescue these folks... the Government Destroyer was destroyed and we think we have dispatched all the other forces, although we remain watchful.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 204):

Illiam heads back along the coastlines, as suggested by Meir.

After about 40 minutes, Duke picks up something on the sensors. It was the thermal sensor that seemed to pick up a small cloud of smoke just before it dissipated over the coast of a small island.

OK, small cloud of heat over there ... he moves the cursor over the spot and displays the sensor output on the screen for all to see,

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 206):

It does not take Illiam long to get there. The sailing ship is quite large, about 120 foot long with twin masts, and is anchored only about 150 feet from the shore. It looks deserted, as does the campsite nearby. A launch can be seen on the beach.

Probably all hiding...

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 208):

"Looks that way."

"Give me a gun and put me down there. They'll come out when they see me."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 210):

Illiam lands in a clearing and opens the main door. The forest is alive, but there is no further sign of humans.

OK Meir, If there is an issue come back and we'll use what force we can to get you out...

"Weapon?" he held out his hand.
"I'm not going armed with only my knife, there's canareps out there."
"Besides, if I'm unarmed, they might think I'm being forced against my will."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 213):

Illiam grabs a laser rifle from the weapons rack and hands it to Meir, looking to Duke to see if he objects.

"What's this?" he asked awkwardly handling the unfamiliar device.
"Don't you have a real gun? Something that shoots bullets?"

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 215):

Illiam smirks.

"Of course, we have some old toys in the back. One moment..."

He returns with a rifle that looks familiar, though is a little more modern that anything Meir has used.

"Storm Rifle, 10mm caseless ammunition. Think you can manage that? You will probably want a spare clip though..."

"Clip? Really? That looks more like a magazine to me."
Accepting the "ancient" weapon, he quickly and expertly carried out the clearance drill before reloading and pocketing the extra ammunition.
"Anyone want to come?"

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 217):

"It clips in, so I call it a clip. You want a magazine, go to a bookstore..." Illiam said curtly.

 "You don't think Duke in his battlesuit will scare them? We could send one of the security personal, but I will have Marcus on the turret, so I will be at the helm."

"In it, sure, out of it and unarmoured like me, well that's another matter isn't it."
"Look, if those labs are all dealt with as I've heard claimed, there's no need for armour or heavy artillery. The most common predator around here is those canareps I mentioned, a sort of cross between a big dog and a lizard. They'll take your head off if you let them get close, especially in packs, but they go down easy enough with a bullet or two."
Chances where high that any that had been around had been chased off by the survivors already.
This message was last edited by the player at 13:03, Thu 01 Dec 2016.

Sounds Lovely... but all my comms are built into the suit, so I'd have to wear it... Tanya? You want to go? And for your information, Illiam, it is a magazine... from the term used for fortresses and emplaced guns that kept their reloads in the magazine. Clips originally were devices that held a number of rounds together for quick reloading ... often into a magazine.
This message was last edited by the player at 16:48, Thu 01 Dec 2016.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 220):

Illiam scowls and mumbles "Whatever" before returning to the cockpit.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 220):

"We're not exactly going far you know. A few hundred metres to the campsite."
"If you're really worried about being disconnected, just carry a hand radio. You'd move quicker and quieter out of that machine anyway."

Yeah, but if I am supposed to be commanding this expedition, I need to be able to do that...

Duke throws some stuff into a back pack, makes sure he has communications with his medium range communicator and a 10 mm Storm Rifle from the ships stock. He'll take the sword too ... just because he likes it.
Ammo, he takes 11 clips

I'm assuming he has stuck most other stuff he could need in his back pack, including gear for an overnight stay and colder weather.
Shit happens.

"You're the leader? Of this craft perhaps, but don't you forget for one moment that this is my planet, and those are my people out there."
"Just because you've got the cool toys, doesn't automatically give you authority over the rest of the universe you know."
Meir wasn't so much angry as reminding the visitors of their status as visitors. He had no intention of challenging for leadership - provided everyone that set foot on the ground did what they were told.
To do otherwise invited death from the native flora and fauna.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped like that. Just follow my lead and do as I say and we'll all be fine."

You miss the point Meir... I command the expedition down here to assist the folks on the ground ... The Captain is up there in his ship... he commands both my task and the ship up there.  If we are bothering you, we can just pack up and go ...  our effort was to assist, as sent by the Rebel Labrysians, who we have allied with. Your folks are undoubtedly the screwees , but we aren't anyones Prat boys. We'll work with you, but not under yours or anyone else here's command.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 225):

Meir heads out down the short exit ramp. The forest is fairly dense, and Illiam has landed in the largest clearing he could find, but it is still about 100 m from where the boat is beached and the smouldering remains of a campfire were last seen.

Duke follows , staying alert ...

"Oh s'emek!" Meir halted suddenly and swore with great feeling after walking just a few dozen paces into the forest.
A handful of metres on an innocent looking tree with large, juicy fruit was all that blocked the way. The smell of smoke indicated the campsite was just ahead, a mere thirty seconds or so further along.
"Don't touch anything!!!"

Right, what's up?

Tanya gazes slyly at the innocent-looking tree.  "Folks, I hate to preach... but if a snake slithers up to you and suggests plucking the fruit off that tree and eating it, don't listen.  No matter how good he makes it sound."
This message was last edited by the player at 05:41, Fri 09 Dec 2016.

"Slowly and carefully move back the way we came," Meir spoke softly, visibly sweating.
"And try VERY hard not to brush up against anything."

Once the group had moved back to what he thought was a safe distance he explained himself.
"That fruit is a trap, well, not the fruit itself, that's just the bait they use."
"There's a sort of flying ant about an inch long. They conceal themselves in the bushes around that particular fruit and if anything comes along and disturbs them, they swarm over their prey, inject some type of paralytic, then strip the flesh off like those terran piranhas."
"And before you ask, no, armour, not even full environmental or space suit provide protection. It only slows them down a little."
The close call had shaken him more than a little.
"We lost a few people before we learnt to recognise the fruit was their bait. The victims couldn't move, but they sure could still scream while they were eaten alive."

Lovely... think I'd e poisoning ants.

"If I had to choose between being torn apart by giant flying ants and being tempted by a snake, I'd stick with the snake.  Good thing paradise isn't on the line."
This message was last edited by the player at 03:11, Sun 11 Dec 2016.

"Unless somebody has a couple of flamethrowers in their pocket, we need to go around. I suggestion heading towards the beach so we can get a look at their boat."
The presence of the ants so close to the campsite gave Meir a very bad feeling.

We could have the ship laser the place ... or bring multiple flamers over... not sure that helps the locals much.

"Really though it's too dangerous even with flamers. It only takes one of those things to sting you and it's as good as all over. If you've got any flamers in your spaceship, best bring them along anyway. We might run into another colony and not be able to back out quick enough."
He didn't think lasers would do much good. In his experience their beam was too localised to really do much to a swarm, you'd be better off throwing a handful of stones at them.

OK, so we go back, warn the ships crew and take  at least 3 (more up to two per person) as available.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 237):

It does not take long to return with security personelle and flamers. Do you try to remove that nest, or go round it?

I think Meir suggested going round, which makes sense to us...

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 239):

Passing well wide of the tree, you come to the encampment. Seeing you are human and led by Meir, the family who were on the boat reveal their hiding positions and come out.

How many? And what sort of immediate attention might they need?

Meir immediately went to them and told them all he'd seen and heard in the last three days. He also made sure they new of the nearby infestation and urged immediate departure to get as much distance from the danger as possible.

You want me to have the ship come over here and pc us up?

"Can it fit that in it?" he pointed at the small ship anchored a stones throw out to sea.

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 244):

There are four of them, including on young girl and a teenage boy (who is the injured one, but seems to be recovering). They thank Meir for the warning, but ask only for some medical supplies and food. They do not want to leave the ship, and it is a vital trading link between the bases at the moment.

They are very concerned about the hostile aliens though.
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To our knowledge, all the Hostiles are dead... There are friendly Aliens on the planet, so be careful about shooting on sight.  We are here because they told us about you and sent about 50 of their own to come throw the Government aliens out. The rebels are reliable and very good fighters.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 246):

They seem somewhat confused.

"How can there be aliens here if all the hostiles are dead? Some of them are friendly? All they ever seem to do is fight..."

They look to Meir for confirmation.

"I've been told some are allies," he said with obvious scepticism.
"Those I've seen in the company of these people weren't acting hostile, but I don't trust them. They're aliens, they don't think like us."

"I don't suppose someone could lend us a giant flying anteater?  We could use one."

In reply to Tanya Weaver (msg # 249):

Illiam chuckles.

"Yeah, with a thick hide! What are their natural predators?"

In reply to Tanya Weaver (msg # 249):

"Best I can do is that ultralight we patched up and I flew for two days straight. It's probably the only thing left on the planet cable of getting airborne at the moment, besides your ships."
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In reply to Illiam Jones (msg # 250):

"Not much as you can imagine. We've seen large, thickly feathered birdlike creatures eating them. Not sure if their feathers are able to stop the ants stingers, or if they're just biologically immune to the poison, but my scientific guess is the latter."
"Problem for us is they didn't just eat the ants, but preyed on our livestock and children too. Anything up to the size of a sheep or young teenager was fair game, so of course we shot any close by and installed ultrasonic fences which seemed to keep them away."
As he talked, he worked with the other survivors to pack up ready to move.
"I haven't seen them around the colonies for the last year or two. Closest they willingly come now to humans is probably a few dozen miles."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 252):

The colonists accept the help to pack up, and accept any medical help Armstrong offers, though they are a bit bemused by the "Wookie" as they called him. They soon have their things in the boat. They are armed only with a Storm rifle.

"Sorry, they wouldn't let me bring the other rifle back with me since these people have so many, and the colonies are so poorly armed already."
He stopped what he was doing suddenly.
"How about some of these new people travel on the ship with you? I overheard one saying they wanted to spend some time on the surface exploring, and this might be a good chance for them to see a bit of our world and provide security on the journey."

We may be able to spare a weapon or two... let me check. Looks like we could provide a laser rifle or two... I think we could provide one with a 25 mm grenade launcher and some Grenades too.
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"Nobody here knows how to use any of them. Only a few colonists have ever been trained on the handful of rifles we brought," he pointed at the storm rifle, "and only the Expeditionaries like myself ever actually used them except for the odd shot on the target range."
"It's a nice idea and we thank you for the offer, but lasers and grenades are more likely to do harm than good."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 256):

The older man interjects

"All the same, if you can teach us how to maintain them, we would be glad to take the time to practice and learn. If anything, the last week has shown us we cannot remain complacent about defence...we understand the theory about grenade launchers...they are not new. But we will want plenty of ammunition to practice with..."

He moved to take what is offered by Duke.

Regrettably I don't have plenty of ammunition foryou to practice with... although I am sure Kalishnakov could provide all you'd ever need in time. The laser rifles are not that complex, but require a slightly different mindset... There is no ballistic drop... you bore-sight it and that is where it shoots, regardless of range. But penetration and damage fall off some with range... sometimes a lot in fog, although since you can't see far anyway, it's not a major drawback there. They need fairly powerful batteries and spares instead of bullets. Damage is slightly less than with a high powered rifle and penetration is about the same.  I expect we could teach the basics in a few hours and given a bit of practice, have two or three of you reasonably adept in a day. I'll have to see how many batteries we have... you get about 80 shots per battery.

"How are the batteries recharged?"
The wooden ship had some basic electronics aboard, but it was mainly just a wind powered vessel.
"We could try dry firing the launchers. That's how we learnt with the rifles on the New Tel-Aviv."

"We can recharge batteries on the solar panels if you can rig up a regulator.
But then so could you."

Cells are rechargeable generally.

Yes, recharging them shouldn't be a big issue.
Dry firing the grenades won't teach you a lot... it's learning the ballistics and how to aim them that is the trick. let me see what the main ship has... might be some help there.


Message to DASTAVKA - What weapons aboard that are expendable... they need weapons down here.
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"Should teach safety and stoppage drills at least, and help the users gain general familiarity."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 262):

The colonists also note the hand flamers, and that immediately perks their interest. Especially when they learn that they only require batteries and not fuel...

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 262):

Lasers don't have stoppages... they work or they don't pretty much.

In reply to Fate (msg # 263):

We can probably spare a few hand flamers... maybe a couple of laser pistols as well.  I'll have to coordinate getting them brought down though...

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 264):

"I was referring to the grenade launchers."

Let me see what we can do...

"How are you doing when it comes to food and other supplies?  Grenades are nice, but you can't eat them."

In reply to Tanya Weaver (msg # 268):

"Food supplies are fine, we can catch our own food just fine. Medical supplies are short though, and we do not have any fuel for our old diesel generator, so either some fuel or a different sort of generator would be nice."

Diesel? ... that's really old tech... not sure we have anything that would substitute for it.  As for another power source... hmmmmm... let me think.

I wonder if we could snag the fusion drive out of one of those APCs and make you an useful engine ...  sure would last longer and give you extra power.
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Duke goes back aboard the Shuttle ... Grabbing the radio he contacts Ronovan.
" Ronovan, Can You spare some weapons for these folks...a Crew served and some hand weapons?  Also can we pull the power plants out of the two APCs that attacked us and make a working engine for these folks?"

"Alien technology we don't understand," he said wryly.
"What could possibly go wrong with that?"

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 272):

"Actually, their tech levels are similar to earth when you left, most likely. Perhaps a little advanced on some things, but not power supplies from what I have seen..."

"Rather have human tech, or whatever he is," he nodded at Armstrong, "Than be constantly reminded of what those filthy Labs did to us!"

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 274):

"Suerrat, to be sure. They are not the worst Aliens, by a long shot. Just some of them in the grip of some horrid religion. Hate the religion, but you will find some of the Labrysians are good folk. If it is any comfort, this same religion has done the same thing to countless of their own kind as well."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 272):

And if you take their tech and update it for Human use, it becomes your tech ... trying to teach you all that has happened since you lost contact with Earth is going to take a while. Adapting what you have to your needs is one of the strengths of the Human race.

"Weapons, aye; engines... perhaps.  I'll do what I can see."

If Ronovan hadn't been talking over the radio and instead been there in person, Meir probably would had reacted somewhat differently. Instead, not recognising that the disembodied voice belonged to the same alien race that killed almost everyone he knew and cared for, he simply nodded his acknowledgement and continued with the final work before the small ship could depart.

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 277):

Thanks Captain... couldn't ask for more.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 279):

The APCs have small fission reactors weighing nearly 5t. The one that is beached is still functional, though it will need a new coolant pump, most likely available on one of the other wrecks. Duke is probably the most skilled person to remove it, but most of the colonists are familiar, in theory at least, with the technology. Familiarity can be gained with a little time.

Ronovan, you have access to all the weapons in the CURRENT LABRYSIAN CONTINGENT ARMOURY in the Dastavka's post in the Gear thread. Please select what you with to have modified for humans. Remember, you still have about 24 Labrysians under you to equip from this list as well, including yourself.

OK Meir, I can do more good back at the main camp... are these folks safe to travel there by sea? I'd like to take the ship back there  and get some stuff fixed up to improve things... not sure how we can fix up power for that boat... a 5 ton fission system might be too heavy.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 281):

"We can be back to the fishing village within a week, if you are sure it is safe. This vessel can carry over 250 t, so a 5 t nuclear plant should not be a problem. Of course, an electric motor will help, as well as some serious firepower if there is any."

"It's their ship," he shrugged before leading Duke a little distance away for a quite chat.
"Nobody in the crew has much experience with weapons beyond the basics I showed them a few days ago. If they're attacked they're not going to be able to put up much of a fight, even with advanced weapons. I know there's not supposed to be any more hostile aliens out there, but can you really be sure of that? Perhaps a few of us should go with them?"
It would be a good chance to train the colonists, and it'd give the Dastavka crew members some time breathing fresh sea air instead of everyone else's recycled body odour.

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 283):

"Ah, guys. Got a transmission coming in from the Captain. He wants Duke to head back to the colony to salvage what he can off the Labrysian APCs. Meir, do you want to stay here until we get back with some more weapons and folks to use them, to escort you back to the base?"

"I'll stay, along with any other volunteers. The ship's already short on crew, even with all the automated systems built into it, and I probably know these waters better than anyone still alive."
The ship had accommodations for 15 people, most of which were required to help sail the vessel. More could be carried in the cargo hold or on deck in less than optimal comfort.
"Before you go, do you have anything to use to fix the radio antenna. It's currently only able to broadcast short range because of damage sustained previously."

"Yes, the antenna went overboard with a piece of the mizzen mast in a storm three weeks ago that also claimed two young men. We fixed the mast, but were returning to the main base with lumber when they were attacked. Most of the sails have automatic winches now, so we can get by with 6 crew most of the time, but a few extra would help."

Give me a few and I'l see what I can do with the antenna.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 287):

Duke is able to masterfully fix the antenna with duct tape and wire found in the ships boat. Reception is very good, perhaps a little better than before, but after three weeks, anything sounds wonderful!

It'll work OK from most any direction, but will do best if the boat is aimed toward or directly away from the signal being received. You'll need a compass as well to know the direction.

In reply to Raymond 'Duke' Vurhund (msg # 289):

"Our compass is the old fashioned sort, and is working just fine, so we can use that. Thank You for that!"

No Problem... you are more than welcome.

"Better drop the sails," Meir suggested to the ships master when the shuttle came back into view.
"Easier for them to come aboard if we're not under way I think."
Whether or not they dropped anchor too was up to the master.

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 292):

"Not sure about that. With sails up, our list is more consistent and we have directional control. If we drop them, we are at the mercy of the wind and waves..."

"Just keep the jib up. That should be enough to maintain control I think."
"But it's your ship, I'm just making a suggestion based on my own pilot and sailing knowledge."

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 294):

He thinks about it for a minute.

"Yes, I guess we could drop the mainsail. Go ahead and do so, I will stay on the helm and see how she handles it."

As you drop the mainsail by activating the winch, it does roll a little more, but remains easy to control.

If possible, Ronovan will simply use the entire contingent armory, keeping the best and heaviest weapons for his men and modifying the rest for human use.  (He will, however, keep some additional weapons in case some of his men need replacements.)

In reply to 'Captain' Ronovan Ga Det Hug (msg # 296):

Ok. Given you have 26 Labrysians left (7 of which are in various stages of recovery), please look over the armoury and provide numbers of what is to be kept, and what is to be given away. Note also ammunition...some captured guns used caseless rounds for which you have no ammunition for. (They were damaged when the APCs submerged).

Let me see them and see if they can't be modified to use what we have.

Cyril looks at the man... I'm not so sure... he has quite a temper.  But perhaps we should take him to see Kalishnakov.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 299):

The security looks at Meir with a questioning glance.

"Want to come with us to the main human colony, and decide where to go from there? You don't seem real popular here now..."

"You'd think that after witnessing the almost complete destruction of Landfall, burying scores of their friends and relatives, and cobbling together an aircraft and flying alone for two days over eight hundred miles of wilderness to get help, they could show just a little gratitude and respect!"
In addition to his recent herculean efforts, he'd been one of the few to have spent most of his life maintaining the New Tel-Aviv and it's sleeping passengers, been in the first group to set foot on Aquitaine, and for the last six years worked tirelessly to explore the planet and search out new suitable lands and resources.
Now though, those very people he'd supported, most of whom owed him their lives, appeared to have turned on him. Perhaps it was because he was seen as an outsider, somebody who spent the vast majority of their life far beyond the edge of civilisation?

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 299):

"You try burying almost your entire family and then face being called a coward and see how you take it!"

In reply to Security (msg # 300):

"You want to go back to Landfall?"
Meir was clearly fearful of the possibility.

Kat walks along with the men and looks at Meir "Lets get you to another area, then you can decide what you want to do"

In reply to Fate (msg # 300):

"Actually, I was thinking of the other planet, the colony where Kalishnikov is."

In reply to Officer Sigorney (msg # 303):

Yes, that might be a good place for him for a while... he can come to grips with what happened, tell the factory about their experience here and their needs as well as learn the new tech...

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 304):

The next few days pass quickly. Duke is able to modify the captured Labrysian weapons, and the colonists are quick to learn how to use them. A contingent of Labrysians also ask to be stationed there permanently, after the colony leaders offer them such a placement. A breathing bottle to modify air for their use with a respirator makes this an option, though Meir feels rather like a relic of bygone days as the relationship between Labrysian rebels and colonists grows.

[OOC: Next step?]

At this point we should probably report to the boss... this might be important.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 306):

So, back to Aegir?

Makes sense to me ... are we fueled up?
Everyone accounted for?

Meir was struggling to find much he could do with himself. He'd uploaded the information on his computer and completed several in-depth reports on what he'd experienced in the past few weeks, but that had taken barely half a day.
Technology and the focus on rebuilding had almost eliminated his usefulness to the colony for the foreseeable future - he was an explorer, not a farmer, builder or process worker. He needed to be out in the wilderness somewhere, taking risks others baulked at and expanding the collective knowledge.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 308):

Fuelled up, yes. 10 Labrysians have asked to accept the invitation to stay and work with colonists, so with the 4 killed earlier, only 16 are returning with you. You have Meir, who I understand is coming with you, probably taking Lewis Grey's room?

"Seems I'm free to leave the planet for a few months now my roll is obsolete. Just need to run it by whoever's in charge now Landfall's gone."
Even though he'd been poorly treated by some, he still felt some loyalty to the hundreds of colonists left on the planet. They were his family. They were everyone he'd ever known.

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 311):

"Well, now that landfall is gone, the bases are of equal rank, so all of us leaders are the same rank. We will have to elect a leader in time, but I think your role is far from over. Apparently, we have neighbours on neighbouring planets, and it is becoming apparent that getting to know them is crucial for the colonies survival. Hence, leaving the planet to get to know the neighbours is a vital role we need you to play, and try to get treaties with them so we are no longer alone. At least, with those who will, so we can fight together those bastards who love war."

"You want me to play diplomat?" he exclaimed incredulously.
"I'm an explorer, a scientist, not a negotiator!"

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 313):

"God knows that is true! Explore, and tell us who we can send a negotiator to then. Just don't start any wars on our behalf!"

Meir soon had his remaining possessions packed and ready to go. Much of his equipment would probably spend the foreseeable future kept in storage, and some of the electronics was clearly obsolete to the crew of the Dastavka, but still quite serviceable in a quaint and rudimentary sort of way. A hundred or more years of technical advancement tended to do that.
"I hope I've got a space of my own. I'm a light sleeper and don't do well sharing a cabin."

Hmmm... well all cabins are shared, but Tanya doesn't make much noise...   Cyril has a big grin on his face ...

Completely missing the implication, he replied, "Even the slightest noise or movement wakes me up. If I can't have solitude, the ships doctor will need to provide sedatives, which as I'm sure you know, will degrade my abilities in an emergency."

"Meir, have you ever tried gin" she says with a smile. "I am so use to noise, I can't sleep if its too quiet."

Cyril snickers slightly...

"Gin?"
"What is it?"

Oh, I suspect your horizons are about to be rent asunder...

"Follow me. I suppose you would not be able to do this on your planet" she leads him to their cabin and takes a bottle of clear liquid. She pours some into 2 glasses and pours a little of another liquid. She hands Meir a glass "This is a martini, it is gin and a little vermouth. Toast" she holds the glass up

I'll catch you... when it puts you on your ass...


Cyril ensures all of Mier's things are aboard.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 323):

Did we ever have room allocations on Dastavka? We did for the scout, but not sure here...

Just that Cyril and I are in one cabin with my still.

Meir hesitated.
"Is it kosher?"

Kat shrugs "I guess so. Its sterile. she says as she takes a sip. He notices she is just sipping it.

"I'll pass on it I think. Better to avoid until I know for sure."

"Oh, come on, you need to try modern things. What is kosher?"

"Well essentially, pure and fit for human consumption according to our laws."

I can assure you that it is pure ... as to whether it is fit for Human consumption, that's a whole different question.

"Sure, it is legal on the ship, where you are, ask the Captain" and she glares at Cyril "You don't have any problem with it or me drinking it"

No, No... after you drink it you are very easy ... to get along with of course. As for me, I don't drink the stuff.

"So where's my bunk then, and what duties do you need me to carry out?"
"I'm rated as expert in camouflage, cartography, planetary navigation, surveying, earthlike geography, tracking, and rifles. Can also handle myself with basic biology, mainly specimen collection and preliminary processing."
"While on the New Tel-Aviv, my duties revolved mainly around the operation and maintenance of the communications array and computers, including external repairs, and as the medic for my damage control team. Those technical skills are probably a little rusty at the moment, especially since I'm used to equipment from about a hundred years in your past."

Well Tanya can introduce you to our ways of planetary and interstellar navigation... then we'll work on learning the other skills you could use.




OOC-GM hasn't really decided as to whether we have a single berth stateroom or one not being used.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 335):

OOC: With Pilot and Captain sharing a room, there does seem to be a single stateroom available...

Isn't that were my still, I mean distillery is?

I thought that was in with Duke... We can give him the empty guest stateroom.

"No, I do think it is in a store room now. so don't worry. " she said with a grin as she sipped her drink.

In reply to Katherine 'Kat' Steele (msg # 339):

The room offered to Meir is one of the nicest on the vessel, suited to a captain.

Once Kat has finished her gin, both heran Cyril return to the bridge, where the rest of the crew are waiting. The Dastavka lifts off effortlessly into orbit and leaves the planet.

"Back to Aegir, then?"

Aye Tanya, Lay a course for Aegir.

The navigtion is fairly simple. Dastavka easily moves to a jump point Tanya designates, and Duke activates the jump drive to enter hyperspace. The stars seem to streak from view as he does so.

Kat pilots the ship up into space and moves to jump.

In reply to Katherine 'Kat' Steele (msg # 343):

The vessels time in hyperspace seems a long time for Meir, as he spends a lot of time reading about new technology, and talking with Duke about how it works. The hyperspace bubble seems particularly weird to him.