"Well, this doctoring business is pretty easy. Who's next?"
Triage, diagnosis, same drill as before.
You wander over to Auron and squat down next to him.
"You are full of bad decisions today, eh? Welp. Lets get the cuts stitched."
[med:4+2]
You get his gashed up face and hands nice and sewn up. You go...a little nuts. But hey, man, if he cant' appreciate the fact that you stitched his face up so that the scars will form the image of a wicked cool dragon, thats really his fault.
You give him the pills for the ear thing and send him on his way.
"Wonder if that morphine overdose will have addictive effects? Oh wait, I don't care."
Diagonally moving team.
"Base, are you getting this? The front section of the shuttle has been sliced clean. Is there any way you can determine the direction the shuttle was flying before it hit the ground?"
To Team: "Bishop, you think we might scavenge this birdie for parts or fuel? Also, how long was it here?"
Examine the wreckage (inside and outside). Examine what could be the cause of the shuttle being sliced off (ie:laser/monorazor/battleaxe/etc).
Examine the ditch (crystals? ground composition?).
"You could probably check the 50 foot long ditch it carved in the ground. Chances are that it was coming from that direction."
You can't really tell what the cause of the slice was, but it was far too clean for any sort of crude shearing. And the edges have no evidence of heat or melting, or the shattering effect from monorazors. It's like someone cutting a cardboard tube with a razor blade; just clean edges.
Inside the shuttle is a good amount of junk; food, water, the blanket and pillow off a barracks bed. The pillow looks like it got caught by whatever sliced the ship; it has a nice clean piece of it missing.
The ditch itself is a good 50 feet long, deeper the closer it gets to the ship, and shows signs that perhaps there is something under this layer of crystal. There are large cracks that looks like the result of the surface flexing inward on impact and then rebounding out.
Lars nods as he looks at the written version of the instructions. One a day? Can do.
"Praise the gods of medicine!"
Pop a pill. Find a wheelchair and wheel myself around, going VROOM VROOM as I do.
You pop one of the pills, sit in a wheelchair and then roll yourself away...and into the wall several times.
Doesn't stop you from VROOMing.
Flint Westwood - Blue squad - Sector 16
"What if it was... teleportation? What if he tried to go through the black domes and somehow the part that was in one dome... got here and the other got... somewhere else?"
Check if the drones have a method to transmit their location, so that they can be recovered even if they're on a faraway zone.
Check the wreckage for anything of interest or of value. Something to tell me where it was going, identifying marks, how much fuel was used (and the distance it traveled, if I can deduce that), supplies, damage out of the ordinary, strange alien crap, non-strange human crap, etc.
They could send out a tracking beacon, sure.
Beyond the things that were already stated above, you can't tell where it was going, other then the direction of "That way" which the ditch indicates. It has no identifying marks, but then again, neither does your team's shuttle. You can't tell how much fuel is left, at least not easily. Fuel gauges are all in the front..or would be.
Blue team
Investigate the crash site closely and scavenge all supplies possible.
Well...theres some food and water here, though you're fine on that for now. You could probably part the thing down, strip it for metal, electronics and the engines, but that would require tools. And a way to get it back.
((Yay more pain and scarring, were not even on a combat mission and my characters already a disfigured and deaf morphine addict who is incapabale of self locomotion.))
carefully sit up then wait for mesk to bring the drugs back, also bandage face.
Well...it is a pretty sweet dragon.
((I would bet that by the end of our IC year here, at least one more of us will be a robot.
And PW, I'm going to compile a list of what the chemical tests each are for and PM it to you.))
Well, these things are certainly resilient, and not just against the heat of their environment. Even though we've seen no aggressive activities on their part, just from the composition of this shell I can say that I don't want anyone getting in their way, as precaution. Miyamoto, if you want to, I can get Mesk and start dissection of the actual organic bits as soon as he's done with injured team members.
Contemplate if the shell could be adapted into armor with the tools available while waiting for Mesk to patch up and medicate team members who need it.
Perhaps. It would be very heavy, like wearing a tungsten brick, but it would probably be fairly protective. Though not amazingly so, compared to high tech armors. Then again, in a mk I, most people would probably be happy for a sheet of plate glass to hide behind.
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