Hephaestus has few bodies of water. The ones that it does have tend to be deep, muddy pits of reddish water with silty shores and thick alien vegetation crowding around them. One of them, a several mile wide, kidney shaped lake known only by a numerical designation, lies about a half hour from the Sword, by way of industrial sized earth moving truck. Miyamoto is sitting on the bank, armor clad feet in the water, head on a pillow of dense purplish foliage. It occurs to him, as he stares up at the smoke filled sky, watching the steve bots streak through the lower atmosphere like burning comets, how perfectly suited the avatar seems to be to surviving in hostile areas. He's dangling his feet in water with god knows what alien germs, resting his head on who knows what thorny, poisonous nettles, and basking in the heat of mid day and he couldn't be more comfortable. As he sits and contemplates his immense survival capacities, he notices something in the clouds. A bit of a shimmer. It grows into a hard little glimmering point and then, and instant later, something slams into the lake with enough force to send several foot tall waves rolling back and lapping over Miyamoto's feet. Another pod splashes down a moment later, then another and another. The surface of the lake boils with heat shed from an atmospheric reentry. Miyamoto sits and watches as they land, like enormous metal raindrops splashing into a puddle.
>That was the last of them. Safe to go swimming.
Miyamoto struggles up out of the mud and walks straight out into the lake, stomping under the water and vanishing somewhere below the surface. Minutes pass as the surface of the lake calms and everything becomes quiet. Finally, Miyamoto lumbers out of the water, carrying several of the escape pods, and drops them in the back of the earth moving truck. He makes this trip a dozen or so times, filling the bed of the truck with stacks of heat blackened metal pods. Eventually, he stacks the last one in place, shakes the water off in an oddly canine fashion, and then taps on the cabin of the truck, signalling it to move. He jogs along beside it the entire way back. Then, the pods are loaded on freight elevator up to the sword, and one by one cracked open and their contents removed. The injured and the dead are packed off to the infirmary, while anyone that isn't bleeding out is immediately shoved into the briefing room, to await the briefing.
ALRIGHT, IF YOU WERE INJURED OR KILLED IN THE MISSION, POST HERE WITH THE DEGREE OF INJURY AND HOW YOU WANT TO BE REPAIRED, REFLESHED OR ROBOTED.
IF YOU HAVE REQUESTS FOR WHAT COMES IN THE BRIEFING, POST THEM HERE. THATS HOW YOU WILL GET SPECIFIC INFO. OTHERWISE IT'S GONNA BE A GENERAL OVERVIEW AND THEN PAYMENT.
EVERYONE ONTO THE ON SHIP THREAD! KEEP YOUR ACTIONS MINIMAL TILL AFTER THE BRIEFING EITHER LATER TONIGHT OR TOMORROW MORNING. WE ARE ON THE FAST TRACK TO NEW MISSIONS! LETS GET THE HELL OFF HEPHAESTUS!
Except for simus and her crew. They stay.
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Topic: Mission 12: The Defense of Hephaestus: Don't taunt the dice. (Read 225285 times)