Posted by Lieutenant Commander Avik (XO) in Main Sim: Planet Surface

Posted by Gamemaster Christopher Bennett (GMT) in Main Sim: Planet Surface

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Avik (XO) in Main Sim: Planet Surface
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Tricorder scans were limited to about 100 meters with any accuracy. Inside that 100m were a couple wildlife, all herbivores. To the east, just at the edge of the tricorders accurate range were what appeared to be a ravine and possible some rolling hills. To the north a mountain range, seen earlier from the shuttle extended and additional hills and mountains extended south and west. The wind was coming from the North North East, however, the tricorder was able to pick up a wind shift from due east due to a cold front moving along the eastern edge of the sensor radius. A rain storm was off in the distance.

When Avik turned around to do the scan, she stepped on something that sounded like a stick breaking. She felt something tighten across her ankle and the next thing she knew she was hanging up side down about 6 feet in the air. The ground where she had been standing had fallen away, revealing a set of wooden spikes, she hung over the spikes by her ankle, a rope trap, tied to a nearby tree was the only thing preventing her from falling down onto the spikes.

-GMT

“Gahh!” exclaimed Zeke. He almost dropped his tricorder. “You’ve been treed,” he noted. “Let me see if I can get you safely down.”

CMO

Cassidy swore under her breath, but also knew that these sorts of traps were easy to hide. still, she chided herself for not being on the lookout for simpler tools and tech.

When the sound of snapping reached her ears, her mind barely processed what happened. Her vision went from right side up to upside down in moments. She glanced at the pit of spikes below her, wondering how it didn’t cave in before now. The tricorder had slipped from her hand and laid on the pit’s edge, the only evidence of where she stood before the incident. She twisted in place while she attempted to diagnose her condition. Her head didn’t crash into the ground and nothing seemed broken, her hip joint just sore from the abrupt jerk.

“Are you okay, Commander?” Abrams said as she pulled out her phaser.

“First, grab my tricorder so as not to leave it behind. Second, see if anyone heading this way. The noise might have been loud enough to have been heard by someone nearby. Finally, from what I can see… I’m anchored by that nearby tree.” She pointed to the direction best she could be.

“If you can release the rope and pull me higher, I might be able to cling to the branch then make my way to the trunk. Unless the branch is going to break, this might be the safest option. Unless someone has a better idea?” She looked at the other two to see their thoughts.

–XO, Avik, Lt. Cmdr

Zeke picked up her tricorder. Then he checked to make sure that the landing party was alone. “He’d have to have superhuman hearing to detect us this far away,” he said. “Our last readings said that he was at least 5 kilometers away.”

Then he began to carefully release the offending rope and pull her higher.

CMO
OOC: Going to give the GMT a chance to do something- if he’s got any plans- or someone to reply, else Avik will pull herself across the branch toward the tree trunk and climb down.

IC: Avik didn’t comment on Zeke’s statement. He was clearly not concerned with the much closer natives, but the man from earlier. It was the natives, she felt, who could have set the trap and been alerted. Granted it was all a theory. When the rope began to move, she curled upward and reached for the thickest part of the branch. While she wasn’t physically impressive, she wasn’t a slouch in her exercises.

–XO, Avik, Lt. Cmdr

IC: As soon as the tricorder started scanning it beeped, indicated that a human was detected at the very outer range, shouts could again be heard carried on the wind. They away team couldn’t yet make out what was being said, but the tone was aggressive. This human, whose gender couldn’t yet be determined seemed to be jumping around at the edge of sensor range, but as he got closer, the readings became less erratic. The human seemed to be moving at about 18 KPH, stopping for a moment or two, then moving on. The shouts seemed to coincide when the tricorder indicated that they had stopped moving.

“We need to get ourselves ourselves out here. Likely incoming,” the COS reported.

The rope was tied, through a series of branches to a nearby tree. The rope was made of a combination of small vines and bark intricately woven together. If the away team had scanned the rope, they would realize that, given the density of the material, and the way it was manufactured, it was designed to hold someone much heavier then Avik, or any other member of the away team.

Avik could, given enough strength be able to pull her self up the rope to the supporting branch, then drop down about 15 feet to the ground. Another option would be to swing away from the trap and somehow cut the rope and fall onto the ground.

-GMT

Avik managed to grip the branch when her ears caught the sounds. Her head jerked about and her eyes caught the direction it was. She gritted her teeth as she felt her standardized phraser on her belt. So much for not leaving much of her presence behind, she thought bitterly. Avik gripped the phraser in her hand then adjusted her setting on it. She inhaled then let her figure drop back causing her to swing to and fro quickly.

In the current setting, Avik reasoned it would break easily. She timed it right when her body was on the upward swing so to avoid the pit and limit the fall damage. Her hand pointed up to hit the anchor point on the branch where the vine connected. She hoped her aim would be accurate enough to hit it.

–XO, Avik, Lt. Cmdr

“I can probably catch you, if needed, Commander. I’m stronger than I look,” Cassidy said, watching the XO’s attempt to free herself while keeping an ear open for the locals. “My guess too is that this was set for an animal. Maybe one of the herbivores we detected.”

Abrams, COS