<i>After a long while, people begin to arrive to the meeting room. The members of the red squad walk in and seat as far back as possible, and grin at the sight of the sleeping ones. The newcomer's commander and another man wearing the same outfit also walk in. Finally a worn-out man comes into the room. He wears the galaxy sign that says he's an oficer. He goes into the front of the room and turns on the holographic display.</i> "Good morning gentlemen and lady. As some of you already know, there has been an incident recently. Normally this would be a welcome briefing, but the situation is difficult. At 05:00 hours we received a distress call from a mining ship, the twin peaks, near the moon NWII. Apparently, her twin ship, the royalty, had problems and was not responding to the transmissions. At 05:15 the commander of the twin peaks sent a exploring party into the royalty. At 05:20 the exploring party ceased all transmissions. The blue and green squads reached the twin peaks by 05:35, and after talking with the commander, the approached the royalty. They found and ongoing kharaa infestation and start dealing with it. The problem lies that the twin peaks revealed to be infected also. So we're sending you to eliminate the infestation. We think there are still survivors inside the ship, so rescuing them is top priority." <i>Finally he points to the man sitting near the commander.</i> "This is Mr. Jensen, he will be with you on this assingment as part of an experiment that the tsa is working on. He is to be protected while he conducts the experiment. You'll depart in 15 minutes. That's all." <i>The officer leaves the room, and the commander takes his place.</i> "Nooby, Daza you'll be the scort for Mr. Jensen. Shask and Hotshot will be playing scout. Red team, you'll be the front. Muta, you stay close to the comm chair until we've set up a perimeter. Now MOVE!" <i>The commander, Mr. Jensen and the red squad leave the briefing room.</i>
<span style='color:blue'>"Guard duty, Well its better than running on the frontline just to get your head blown off" *scratches his back with tip of his lmg. Walks back into his room and puts the tv back in there, than walks to the meeting room again * "Well lets move, I guess..."</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>*Goes to the side of Mr. Jensen elbowing a red squad member to the side, "My side of bacon rine", I tell the red squad member before he goes hostile. I check equipment while we walk, locking and loading.*</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Well Shask, looks like its you and me. Lets lock and load and remember, try not to shoot the first kharaa you see. There might be more around the corner." *Takes out lmg clip, checks clip, puts clip back in lmg and does the same with pistol. Walks toward the departing area.......where ever that is*</span>
<i>The dropship on landing bay has the signs of a hasty put up. Fresh marks of welding can be seen at some points, the interior smeels strongly of grease and fresh paint and some of the chairs have burnt marks on them, like someone had put a hot welder on it. Also there are four boxes strapped into the ship, uncomfortably near the personnel. The members of the red squad are already strapping themselves in, without a word or glance. The pilot can be seeing doing a last minute check on the ship.</i> "Howdy partners! ready for some kharaa-kicking?."<i>Says the pilot as you approach.</i>
<span style='color:blue'>*walks ino the drop ship and kicks the seat and sits down and straps himself in* "This mission better be good. Last one i was on sucked" *safety's his weapon*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>*Checks Mr. Jensen is strapped in nice and tight, sits and straps self in beside him. Double checks equipment and safety on, satisfied, falls asleep.*</span>
<b>I'm sorry, due to personal causes I will be unable to continue with the roleplay, at least for long while. Should any change arise I'll let you know, but chances are the play will not continue.</b>
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"Good morning gentlemen and lady. As some of you already know, there has been an incident recently. Normally this would be a welcome briefing, but the situation is difficult.
At 05:00 hours we received a distress call from a mining ship, the twin peaks, near the moon NWII. Apparently, her twin ship, the royalty, had problems and was not responding to the transmissions. At 05:15 the commander of the twin peaks sent a exploring party into the royalty. At 05:20 the exploring party ceased all transmissions.
The blue and green squads reached the twin peaks by 05:35, and after talking with the commander, the approached the royalty.
They found and ongoing kharaa infestation and start dealing with it.
The problem lies that the twin peaks revealed to be infected also. So we're sending you to eliminate the infestation. We think there are still survivors inside the ship, so rescuing them is top priority."
<i>Finally he points to the man sitting near the commander.</i>
"This is Mr. Jensen, he will be with you on this assingment as part of an experiment that the tsa is working on. He is to be protected while he conducts the experiment. You'll depart in 15 minutes. That's all."
<i>The officer leaves the room, and the commander takes his place.</i>
"Nooby, Daza you'll be the scort for Mr. Jensen. Shask and Hotshot will be playing scout. Red team, you'll be the front. Muta, you stay close to the comm chair until we've set up a perimeter. Now MOVE!"
<i>The commander, Mr. Jensen and the red squad leave the briefing room.</i>
"Uh.. The <b>OLD</b> version."
*Sits down*</span>
*Takes out lmg clip, checks clip, puts clip back in lmg and does the same with pistol. Walks toward the departing area.......where ever that is*</span>
The members of the red squad are already strapping themselves in, without a word or glance. The pilot can be seeing doing a last minute check on the ship.</i>
"Howdy partners! ready for some kharaa-kicking?."<i>Says the pilot as you approach.</i>
*Safety's weapons, secures them next to him, straps himself in.*</span>