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[_DivideByZero_]

I'm fine, I'm fine.
Follow the group and tend to my wounds.

Not much of a group, and the wounds are already tended.

I'll move the plot along once I get confirmation from our players.

[SaberToothTiger]

"Tend to my wounds" means pretty much hold my hands in my hands and be quite scared.

[Twinwolf]

Get in the vehicle, I guess?

[Megggas]

Sneakily follow the officers to see if they lead me to a miniboss.

[Paphi]

Let's keep moving back to the shuttle, yeah. Keep an eye out for danger. Try rigging the handsaw to the pod battery.

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The vehicle creeps over to the shuttle, Nyar's suit having detected the position of the shuttle due to it being close enough.

It pulls in, revealing to the survivors that there is now a large trench underneath one part of the shuttle. There's also a pod with a cracked cover, still overflowing with oxygel.
The area around the breach in the shuttle hull has been draped with parachute membrane, protecting it from rain.

The frenchmen look aghast at the monster.
"Ah, you are airmen. That explains the getup!"

There is an audible motor in the distance.

I'm fine, I'm fine.
Follow the group and tend to my wounds.

Graves starts driving again. It takes quite some time, but you think you see something through the viewslits. It's something shiny, visible because it's covered in water.

[Paphi]

"Yes indeed. Uh, by the way, don't think we're an army or something. Really, we're just settlers, Cueball suddenly thought that black spacesuits are probably pretty ominous to primitives.

"Hopefully this little sight helps you see that. Sit tight, fellas."

"Roll call, Cueball here."

Roll call!

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"Settlers... airmen? Air settlers? Sacrebleu... this is like the subjugation of the lowlands, no?"

The man reaches for one of his comrades and grabs a wig off the comrade's head, wearing it himself.

"Ah... hold on a moment. I must sob." He hops off the tank and walks behind it.



The growling motor approaches closer. It's the armored car sputtering along... towing a shuttle of the same design as yours. Graves steps out the back hatch.
"Gentlemen, Shuttle G2. Shuttle G2, Gentlemen."
The shuttle's spotlights come on, apparently of it's own accord.

S.D. McGroove is in the car.

[Paphi]

"Oh no, you don't!" Cueball brandishes the saw and stops the man immediately as he stands. "In sight at all times, pal. I don't give a damn about your theatrics, I don't trust you, and I don't want to have to kill you.

Sit. Tight. I'll let you know when to speak."

((A welcoming host Cueball may be, but they're still hostages. Also, who's within radio distance now?))

[SaberToothTiger]

Try to identify the weird foreign object

[Twinwolf]

If Ciri is in radio range:

"Ciri, here."

[Slayer1557]

"No, I agree with you.  I'm not sure what's specifically causing the problem.  What if we.  Wait a second I think my crew came back.  Hold tight.  I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

Nole excitedly looks at the suit readout, no doubt already identifying the approaching group and replies to Cueballs roll call. 

"Nole here, representing shuttle G19!  Glad to see you all made it back.  The other one who was with me (Megggas), wandered off, but there was a pod under the ship!  Night?  That's your cue.  Not to mention Ciri, who already spoke up.  Came from nearby."

He gets out of the ship and waves when he spots the crew

[Paphi]

"What, the crazy one? Ah, he'll be fine. Probably.

So, first things first, we got G2 and a little extra firepower, picked up a survivor and some natives. Turns out there's a war! Do we have any more suits, anyone? Our guy will probably die soon without a respirator.

As for the natives, call em hostages or guests, we need to do something with them for right now. They're human and some speak English, of all things. I'm gonna bring them to the wreck.

I see we've got some more new blood. You'll have to show me this pod, too, Nole. Cabinboy, come help me."

Have the Franks and Cabinboy help unload the gun and bring the supplies to G19.

"Up n at it, fellas, let's get outta the rain."

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Night comes out of the shuttle after some time.
"Oh hi!" she shouts, not knowing how to use the radio.
"My handle is NightHawkAssassin, but you can call me Night!"

She takes special notice to the frenchmen, and walks over to speak more clearly.
"Nole told me I should wear a suit. Why aren't they wearing suits?"



Graves explains that he only had his own suit, which he wears the respirator and radio from, so he can't share any. There are also no working extra suits in the shuttle, although there is a helmet lying around. One might wonder what happened to the rest of it.

"Now then, I need to get the shuttle computers hooked up so your suits will report to G2. That way I can keep in touch with all of you, and you'll be able to use the positioning system at longer distances. Afterward, we should reconvene to figure out what the hell these frenchies are doing on an alien planet, where they got the materials to build a tank, and how we're going to come up with supplies. You all came in pods, am I correct?"


All Magnus suits can now track Shuttle G2.

Try to identify the weird foreign object

The foreign object is the other shuttle. Unlike Graves' shuttle, this one is all banged up. In fact, it seems to have had a crash landing, because its nose is half-buried in the sand and its midsection is torn open. There is debris scattered everywhere nearby, including lots of metal to cut yourself on.

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