Posted by Vice Admiral CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Team 1 Planet Surface - Civilian Life
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The connection was indeed slow to process, no doubt due in part to the havoc the war was instilling on the world around them. Finally a beep heralded results, it read:

1) War said to be avoided! MacArm and ESD sign non-combatant papers! This title was dated 5 years ago.
2) Another close shave! MacArm war forces back down from invading northern ESD oil and uranium claims! This title was dated 4 years and 8 months ago.
3) ESD war forces in a deadlock with MacArm war forces battling it out in the arctic northern and southern lands! This title was dated 3 years 6 months ago.
4) ESD war forces driven back from both arctic poles by MacArm war forces! MacArm seizes rich titanium deposits and oil reserves! This title was dated 2 years and 8 months ago.
5) Peace talks break down over uncompromising MacArm war reparation demands! This was dated a year and 9 months ago.
6) Conventional war declared by MacArm forces! Demands for submission of ESD forces refused. This was dated 8 months ago.
7) War to end all wars promised to not come, conventional weapons only, both sides hold off on nuclear, antimatter and energy pulse weapon usage! This title said dated less then 4 weeks ago.
8) War to come MacArm Dictator Says! Lies all lies! A final title said dated less then a week ago.

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GM CockRoach

As Black and the Captain arrived on the roof, Ari moved to an immediate crouch trying to keep her head down below the sight line of anyone who may be looking up at their location. She glanced around cautiously to see just ‘how low’ they had to be, while at the same time looking for Asam.

Ari CO

With El working on the helmet connection, Lt. Sanks looked at the choices for the articles. “I think the most recent would be the most helpful at this point, we don’t have time to go through every single one, as slow as this loads.” He typed 8 and hit the enter key, waiting to see what happened.

Lt. Sanks, linguist

El shifted over to let Roger better work the computer, with her next to him utilizing the tabletop next to the computer as a small workspace. When she had last looked superficially the helmet appeared to be very similar to their own - another technological enigma. Peeling off the outer later of the inner part of the helmet to let her see the components themselves she mused over the information. “Great Greyhound. Department Heads. Heaven built ship. Serpents,” she whispered to Roger. Somehow in there her Asian accent came out more pronounced that way. “That explains quite a bit of the mixed tech we’re seeing.”

Once she managed to get the inner components exposed El would examine them to see how she might connect them again, hopefully wirelessly, to the comms of her scanner. While the last time was a makeshift on the spot fix, El wanted to do better this time and lock onto the primary frequency while scanning others. She would love to pick up both sides, but that might be beyond the scope of this helmet, though perhaps not entirely out of scope for her own scanner. She would have to see.

• El, Eng

Getting the helmet apart was easy and once inside she found surprisingly the miniaturization of the components were quite frankly almost an exact match for their own MACO technology, some were a little bigger here or there but all in all things lined up easily for her to recognize. By this knowledge she could try a few ‘test frequencies’ that worked on their own helmets and soon found on that connected by her scanner! On top of this she had a full read on all frequencies and known encodings by the helmets internal comm unit and her own scanner. Meaning if she tried say a in use or older etc Starfleet or MACO frequency she might find something in use parrelling on this world.

El bent over the helmet. This was almost too easy - right from the drills she had at the Military Academy. While others were stripping down weapons - she had her share of that but not nearly as much as others - she was stripping down equipment and putting it back together again. This was way too close for comfort, but, in this instance, El was not complaining. She linked with the helmet, ensured that it was a secure link before testing frequencies. “Got it!” she said quietly, though figured that Roger was easily close enough to hear. As well she could feel the eyes of the girl on her too. What was she thinking of this? If El were her she’d be likely getting more suspicious. MACO’s neither for or against outwardly and trying to figure something that had been - at least according to the news screen - for years. Even country hicks couldn’t be that out of touch. She glanced at the screen. What news was coming up?

Back to the helmet though .. how ‘would’ the frequencies in use compare? So much other was the same and there were a lot of frequencies one could use. Seconds later her answer was confirmed. Many were the same. She glanced at the girl. “Tell me about Boon and the Serpents?” she asked. She had to get some of this to the Captain. She found an in use frequency and linked it as ‘receive’ only so they’d not transmit anything. She set the volume on low on her scanner and then opened up the comms.

[o] Captain, I’m linking you in to the comms frequency from the helmet to maybe hear some chatter. [c] with that she pressed the button to start the comms flow.

• El, Eng

The shocked woman meanwhile seemed to be watching the group more intently now, observing how they worked, and peeking over at what they were doing on the computer. So far she didn’t say anything but it didn’t take a genius to figure enough puzzling in her even shocked mind would likely figure these landing party wasn’t local to the planet.

GM CockRoach

OOC: Sorry #8 reply will be coming later tonight!

GM CockRoach

Another growl rumbled low in her throat as she heard the comm. [O]Copy that,[O] she responded and lent half an ear to the comm as she glanced for Black.

Ari