Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Hannibal Ashur (Chief of Security) in Side Sim: Planet Surface (Rest of party)

Posted by Colonel Calvin Harris (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Planet Surface (Rest of party)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Hannibal Ashur (Chief of Security) in Side Sim: Planet Surface (Rest of party) Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻 Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Hannibal Ashur (Chief of Security) in Side Sim: Planet Surface (Rest of party) : Posted by Colonel Calvin Alexander Harris (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Planet Surface (Rest of party) : : Posted by Jerome Davis in Side Sim: Planet Surface (Reset of party) : : As Dev and Ashur moved away from the shuttle and into the medley of leaves and trees that were the woods where they had crashed, they would be able to hear sounds coming from within the small spacecraft. Almost as if someone was… crying? Suddenly a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air. But before the pair could even think whether or not to go against the orders they had been given, turn around and return to the roundabout, they would spot three humanoid figures hurriedly moving in their direction. : : : : Judging by their physiognomy and garments, they were clearly Regian, the native people of the planet. : : : : Condor Hannibal sighed when he heard the screams, fully understanding what was happening. He had been there before and, between the two of them, only he understood what he had to do. He waved to the Regians, He didn’t trust them anymore, but he would need their help for the rescue. -COS
The Squad Leader ran up to the group, his rifle down. “How the hell did you all end up out here. This area is restricted. Those freaks catch you out here you’re all dead.... now move it!” He snapped in a hushed tone pointing back toward the rest of his team. It was clear the Regians, at the very least, had the two Federation Officers best interests in mind as they hurried away from the crash site urging their two new guests to join them. A little over three kilometers later, they stopped beside an armored personnel carrier.

Hannibal followed them out of the area.

Taking a few deep breaths, the Squad Leader spoke to both. “Juhani Swale… Section Leader for R-12. We saw your craft go down in The Zone and hoped we’d find you first. I would assume that’s not the case?” He frowned.
Condor

“No, you found us first. We are from the United Federation of Planets, We were shot down by what looked like Romulans. My name is Lt Hannibal Ashur, I”m the Chief of Security of the USS Dresden.” He took a few breaths he wasn’t speaking the full truth not until he understood what was going on. “What’s going on?” He aked the squad leader.

-COS

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“We detected the blast that brought down your shuttle in the Control Centre.” Swale began, his pace of speech a quick yet controlled clip. “Hopes were to get to you before the… freaks… that took over this area of our planet found you.” The man shivered at the word ‘freaks’ but pushed on. “Ever since they showed up a little over an orbit ago, no one that went very far into the wood ever came out. R-12…” Swale smiled a slight smile. “… Recon-12, my Unit, have been on over a dozen rescues in the past orbit and have the highest find rate of any team in The Zone. With the importance of your visit, we knew we had to get you back.” Then, with a sudden realization hit him, Swale asked reluctantly. “Lieutenant… where’s your Captain?”

Swale, R-12 Leader

Hannibal looked at the squad that rescued him. He didn’t trust them,but he needed their help none the less. He sighed, looked back at where he came from then turned back to the squad leader.

“I’m not sure, but It’s not someplace good. Do you know anything about them, where they came from, who they are?” He asked, curious.

-COS

The Squad Leader sighed and shook his head. “Sadly, not much. Not much ever happened out in these parts but about two orbits ago, a couple of children were playing when they came across a heavy metal door… with an design on it not too different from the one on your chest. As they turned to leave, the door began to open… they ran as children do… only the young boy was struck down by some sort of weapon. The girl… about 15 orbits, managed to escape. Multiple teams have been sent into the area since, few survive, Those that make it out talk of horned monsters with weapons of light. That’s why when your government contacted us days after our first… what is it you call it… oh yes, warp flight… we asked for help. Our sensors detected your battle with the other ship and sent us to find you.” The man shrugged. “That’s about it”

Swale