The seven solders sat quietly, awaiting there newest member and the reactions of command to there latest failure. About half of those assembled were Gnomes, the main native inhabitants of the system. Brilliant healers and technicians, but inherently weak when compared to humans. The squads two medics, corporals Zoey and Ross, stood in a corner discussing there new medical hardware while Captain Cooper stood talking to her new Sargent, Artemis. In the corner sat Yudd, carefully cleaning his HMG, while Will continued to chat his ear off complaining about the weights of these weapons, and about all this new kit they had to carry.
The door opened, blocked by the massive figure of a Trono, the much disliked second native race. Massively strong but relatively dull and heavy-handed, they made for good muscle but not much else. A Carl Gustav slung over his back like a toy he walked across the room to sit, revealing the officer behind. Instantly all the troops save Yudd, who was too absorbed with cleaning his weapon to notice, stood instantly, saluting this major who stood before them. After what seemed to some to be a matter of eons Yudd noticed and joined them in there attention. Then the major spoke.
"Well, I am glad to see that you are all ready. I am Major Evans, and over there is your new squad mate Buddy. Yes, his name is Buddy, don't bother him about it, he takes great insult to it. Now, I know that you lot have recently been in a bit of a pickle, and normally half of you lot would be out of here in seconds flat. Unfortunately, we cant do that. You see, the blues have chosen this time to go mess with everyone else on this rock, and we gotta go stop them." He gestured to the map over on the wall, showing a large number of icons in green, maroon and blue. One of these icons was pulsating, going from green to red and back again.
"This is your target, the minute hellhole of "Newest York". A battalion of blues have gone over there for some random reason, and we need someone to check it out. Unfortunately for both you and me, those best sorted for the job are you lot. I would send others, but we have none else to share and you lot are said to be quite good medics. This is NOT a kill mission, weapons are NOT free, since you have to win the hearts and minds of the little buggers while finding out what the hell those twits are doing over there and killing will probably result in a worse fuckup than your last one.. Here are the codes," he states as he hands over a thick packet to Tess,
"And you got a pod to catch. you will find gear for a month in it, and we have arranged a location for you to stay. We already have an agreement with the town elders, who have been badgering the hell out of us for the past few years for medical aid. Something about most of them coming from the same place as us. All nonsense if you ask me. That is all. Captain, please see to the supplies of your remaining troops and remember, skids up in forty." With that he stalked out of the room, seemingly leaving a massive hole behind. Just before he reached the door he turned, as if to gloat or something worse.
"Oh, as you lot nolonger have enough troops for a company you cant keep the name. Find a new one."What shall you all do?Tess Cropper, Artemis have been promoted to captain and Sargent respectively!Maxinum McDreich
Gender: Male
Race: Human
"Class": Rifleperson
weapon of choice: RM51 (RM103A sidearm)
Luck:
Bravery:++
Sanity:++
Love for Tea:---
Tech Proficiency:+
Medical skill:-
Speech:+
Bartering:---
Strength:+
Harry Baldman
Race: Gnome
Gender: Male
"Class": Heavy
Weapon of Choice: HMG
Luck: 0
Bravery: +
Sanity: -
Love for Tea: ++
Tech Proficiency: ++
Medical Skill:
Speech: -
Bartering: -
Strength:
Scrapheap
Race:Human
Gender:Female
"Class":Medic
weapon of choice:SPIW
Luck:+
Bravery:
Sanity:+(can't go somewhere you already are.)
Love for Tea:-
Tech Proficiency:
Medical skill:+
Speech:-
Bartering:-
Strength:
Cattouchdis
Race: Gnome
Gender: Male
"Class": Assault
weapon of choice: RM2000
Luck: +
Bravery: -
Sanity: -
Love for Tea: ++
Tech Proficiency: ++
Medical skill: ++
Speech: 0
Bartering: -
Strength: --
USEC_OFFICER
Race: Human
Gender: Female
"Class": Rifleperson
Weapon of choice: RM88
Luck: +
Bravery: +
Sanity: 0
Love for Tea: --
Tech Proficiency: -
Medical skill: --
Speech: ++
Bartering: ++
Strength: -
Race: Gnome
Gender: Male
"Class": Medic
Weapon of choice: Automagnum
Luck:+
Bravery:-
Sanity:-
Love for Tea:---
Tech Proficiency:++
Medical skill:++
Speech:++
Bartering:+
Strength:-
Techno
Gender: Female
Race: Human
"Class": Rifleperson
weapon of choice: RM88
Luck:-
Bravery:++
Sanity:-
Love for Tea:+
Tech Proficiency:++
Medical skill:--
Speech:++
Bartering:--
Strength:-
Trono, Carl Gustav, Male, Heavy.
Luck:
Bravery: ++++
Sanity:
Love for Tea: --
Tech Proficiency: -
Medical skill: --
Speech:----
Bartering:---
Strength: +++++