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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-08-25 11:10 am

Game Over, Man [Part 2]

In the complex, deeper into it near the core, several of the away team were all strung up near each other, around a clutch of disgusting looking eggs. Two appeared to have already been hatched. The rest were waiting. They were bound to the walls by slime and ick, some sort of substance spit up by the creatures that may as well have been quick-dry cement.

Outside the complex, the rest of the away team had made it to the ship--only to find it damaged. Acid spit up by one of the creature had burned through part of the hull and into important inner workings. They would need someone mechanically inclined, that understood electrical work, to fix it like Jamie--uh oh.

Well, that was a problem wasn't it.

It was time for the one group to try to survive, and the other group to figure out what to do about their missing comrades.

Re: In the nest...

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-08-25 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
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Hiccup had the good fortune to wake up after the aliens were gone, but just in time for the initial panic.

The first thing that crossed his mind were stories that had gotten passed around, about dragons carting Vikings off to feed their young broods of dragons.

But he was a Viking, right? Calm in the face of anything. His throat was dry, and he swallowed once, calmly breathed in an out, took a moment to steady himself--

And proceeded to freak the hell out.

"Oh gods. Oh no. Oh no. This is not happening, this is not happening..."

Re: In the nest...

[identity profile] seraphicthunder.livejournal.com 2010-08-25 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Reimi could understand where he was coming from. At least she wasn't NAKED this time. That alone brought back bad memories of scientists and prodding and tests and the leering expressions of some of the guards--BRR.

"Calm down a little Hiccup, we'll be fine. I hope."

She glanced around the room. "Barely enough room for me to perform a killer move." And she felt behind her. No bow. "Drat."

Re: In the nest...

[identity profile] shewaslost.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Rose eyed the remaining eggs with apprehension.

They needed to get out of here. Now.

She struggled against the cementlike goo binding her to the wall, trying to get a hand loose. But, as with her previous attempts, she ended up with the same result: no luck.

She slumped down into the cocoon for a rest. “Well, kids, I think we’ve all learned an important lesson today: never go to an abandoned colony, because it’s probably less abandoned than you think.”

“Everyone alright? Well, considerin’…” Rose jerked her head to indicate the literally sticky situation that they found themselves in.

Re: In the nest...

[identity profile] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm in one piece." Jamie's tone was surprisingly dull, and a little faint, almost disconnected. He'd had, if just barely, enough time now to process his horrifying abduction and the subsequent indignity of being vomited upon by hideous alien bug-monsters, and had moved past his initial panic into a sort of hopeless near-torpor.

[identity profile] medicalmind.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Scarlet was doing her own thing in an attempt to loosen the goo pinning her to the wall, but when the others started talking she frowned a little, eyes moving around to make a visual assessment.

"I'm fine. We need to figure out how we're getting out of this stuff," she glanced at the unhatched eggs, an uneasy feeling settling over her before she looked around at the others again. "And we better hurry."

[ooc: Jamie's due to have a loose hand, so he should go next]

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 02:25 am (UTC)(link)


Yeah, the Viking that was in way, way over his head and way out of his depth was a little too busy freaking to be of any help.

Or was he? He stopped mumbling and after a few shaky breaths, he finally managed to calm himself, at least a little. A tiny bit.

"My knife!"

He managed to wiggle enough to check his belt, but it was gone. He cursed and said, "I must have dropped it."

He shrugged his head so his hand could reach his hair, and a sticky, shaking hand pushed through his hair.

"Okay. Okay. We have to think. Think. Who has--has cutting implements of some kind? Or a limb loose. We all need to--" Grunting, he tried to work his hands free. "--we need to see what we have to work with."

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Re: In the ship...

[identity profile] tobiasf.livejournal.com 2010-08-25 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Tobias had demorphed, and was perched on a chair-back, knowing full well Kang was probably going to let him have it. He'd acted on instinct, mostly, just like so many times back home, trying to help any way he could. He probably could have stayed airborne through the first creature, but after that, he'd had to get down there and help.

Re: In the ship...

[identity profile] bladesinflight.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Yuunagi bounced and settled against the empty seats as Setsuna dropped it, the closest she could come to mistreating her blade. She clenched her fists and stalked to the side of the ship to stay out of everyone else's way as they entered.

"Pathetic..." she growled. It might have been hard to tell, but that fury was directed inward. She should have been able to do more. She should have been faster to react, been fiercer in the battle. But she had been completely unable to reach her teammates. Completely unable to save them.

Re: In the ship...

[identity profile] stoickthevast.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Stoick veritably fell into the closest seat he could find, that being next to Tobias. His arm felt strange and he could see that the shield was in pieces, the holes from the acid blood aside. He wasn't sure if he wanted to remove the shield yet or not; it would surely splinter if not dissolve if he didn't take it off soon.

And then he hung his head. He'd ignored Kang's orders in the panic of not knowing where his son was. He tried to reassure himself that Hiccup was fine--probably holed up somewhere and hiding. But it still hurt to think he'd let his son down. To top it all he'd disobeyed a direct order--his father would have had words to say. And surely, Kang would not let something like that go.

He dropped the warhammer to the floor with a solid thud, flexing his hand and letting the blood circulate once more. He hadn't realized how tightly he'd been grasping it.

Re: In the ship...

[identity profile] oncefadedglory.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Hap Suriz was busy retrieving fresh ammunition from the rear of the passenger compartment; she'd used quite a bit giving her suppressing fire as the group retreated. Only when she was done did she come back to join them.

They'd been forced into a retreat, lost people to an unknown enemy; it wasn't surprising morale was low, but she was not the best person to try to rally a bunch of miclonians... or whatever they all were.

She looked to Kang. He was the leader here, and she would only try to take initiative if he did not.

Re: In the ship...

[identity profile] yubyublieutnant.livejournal.com 2010-08-26 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Kettch had been one of the last into the ship, and now he danced down the corridor to join the others in the main compartment to celebrate. He held the demon head high in victory as he sang. "Glowah! Yun yum di goot! Coatee cha tu too! Yub nub!"

But as he danced into the passenger compartment, he noticed that no one else was celebrating their great victory. In fact... where were all the craftsmen, the healer, and the pilot? He came to an awkward halt and looked around, blinking.

"Hey, hey? Where's everyone else?"


[ooc: Glory! It is very good! Celebrate the fight! Hooray!]

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Re: Rescuers -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] bladesinflight.livejournal.com 2010-08-29 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Setsuna ducked into the room, short swords in hand, ready to be attacked. But so far they hadn't met with the enemy yet. She certainly wasn't letting down her guard, but the storeroom they'd found was interesting enough that she could relax and study her surroundings for a moment.

The swordswoman looked over the racks of equipment with an analytical eye. Mining equipment it might have been, but it could be turned to offensive purposes as well. Unfortunately, Setsuna had absolutely no training with guns or other ranged weaponry. She'd be more of a danger to herself than to the aliens with most of these devices...

One item caught Setsuna's eye. In a way, it resembled a large flashlight with a thick handle on the end. It didn't appear to be a ranged weapon... She picked it up, carefully aiming at a portion of the wall that seemed least likely to collapse (just in case she was mistaken), and pulled the trigger to test it.

Instead of a missile or laser blast, what emerged from the handheld unit was an ice-blue beam, extending perhaps 2 feet out before it stopped. Setsuna stared at the beam, hearing the air crackle faintly against it. It almost looked like the blade of a chainsaw... She picked up a stray piece of metal shelving from the ground. Tossing it into the air, she adjusted her grip on the saw's handle, spun it around twice, and neatly bisected the piece of metal before it even started to fall.

"I believe I can work with this," she commented.

Re: Rescuers -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] yubyublieutnant.livejournal.com 2010-08-30 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Ee chee wa maa!" Kettch stared wide eyed at the glowing blade in Setsuna's hands. Truly these weapons must be a gift from the gods. After all, the legendary heroes were often given magical weapons by the gods.

Looking around, he spotted another of the magical weapons sitting dormant on a rack. Quickly he shifted his blaster rifle to rest across his back where his spear had been before it was melted by the demon blood. He trotted over and stood up on his tippy toes to reach up and grasp the handle. Glancing over at Setsuna, he saw how she held it and copied her, holding it away from his body.

He gasped in delight as he activated it. "Yubnub!" His eyes reflected the glow of the blade as he moved it back and forth to test the balance. It was as if the blade weighed nothing and only the handle had heft!

"Yun yum! Surely this is a gift of the Light Spirit to strike down the demon servants of the Night Spirit!" He lifted the glowing blade high. "With these magic weapons we will rescue our comrades!"


[ooc: Ee chee wa maa = Wow, gee whiz!; yubnub = hooray; yun yum = I like it]
governorkang: (Now that's funny / Smirking)

Re: Rescuers -- Lock and Load

[personal profile] governorkang 2010-08-30 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Was this a mining operation or an armory?" Kang snorted, noticing immediately how most of the equipment in the room could be used offensively.

Weapons were nice, though. Weapons were very nice. He had been afraid that his own would be destroyed by the acidic blood of the creatures fairly quickly into any fight.

He looked over the selection, specifically for something that wouldn't be too much of a hassle to handle, and his eyes settled on something that resembled a gun; he was very glad that he'd learned how to use one over the past few months. Careful to keep the end pointed away from everyone else, he tested it out, and grinned when a metal spike embedded itself in the wall and it sparked with electricity.

Oh, he was bringing this back with him if at all possible.

"If you're going to pick up something here, do it quick. We need to move."

Re: Rescuers -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] tobiasf.livejournal.com 2010-08-30 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Tobias was riding on Setsuna's shoulder, conserving energy until the time came to morph. Without updrafts in the tunnels, he would tire quickly flapping all the way through. He too was surprised by the array of weaponry, even though he wasn't picking anything up here.

Re: Rescuers -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] stoickthevast.livejournal.com 2010-08-30 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Stoick wasn't far behind in entering the room, though he stopped almost immediately in the doorway. An armory? But he didn't recognize it as one at first. He didn't see the typical warhammers, swords and shields he was used to. That didn't keep him from looking at the weapons however.

He paused by one that looked vaguely like his warhammer, but with a sharp pointed end. Now that he could use. Especially since his hammer hadn't fared well in the struggle against the acid blood, much like his shield. He dropped the shield, wincing as his arm twinged in pain but noticing that the shield practically disintegrated. The acid blood had eaten through the wood so it would have been useless anyway.

He picked up the pick (http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/Laser_Pick) and tested its weight. Perfect. He noticed a small folding portion on the other end and carefully pulled it out. For the first time since they had landed here, he smiled.

"Whatever accursed creatures walk through these dark tunnels, we'll give 'em something to fear."

Re: Rescuees -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] seraphicthunder.livejournal.com 2010-08-30 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Reimi swept into the room first, her bow strung and taut as she stepped around the corner. After checking the room, she gestured the others in. "It's clear. Grab something pointy and make sure you can carry it."

Re: Rescuees -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] burntlikethesun.livejournal.com 2010-08-30 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Rose picked up a tool (http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/211-V_Plasma_Cutter) that she thought she had a chance of operating. It had the configuration of a standard handgun, but with a C-shaped extension that curved back toward the handle.

She aimed it--it had a laser sight, of some sort--at an empty spot and pulled the trigger. The beam sliced into the stone in front of her, and Rose nodded in approval. "Oh, very nice."

She pocketed some nearby cartridges that appeared to be ammunition for the gun, before taking up a spot next to Reimi to cover the door with her new weapon.

Re: Rescuees -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Jamie had one of the plasma cutters slung from his toolbelt, and in addition had grabbed a rivet gun (http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/Rivet_Gun), which he was clinging to with a certain amount of desperation as he continually scanned the room for signs of incoming slimy chitinous things.

Re: Rescuees -- Lock and Load

[identity profile] medicalmind.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Scarlet had to pause for a moment to take in all the different equipment stored in the room, her tongue in her cheek as she moved to inspect a curious looking instrument (http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/Plasma_Saw) closer. She picked it up, and with some brief fiddling activated the tool, holding it cautiously and letting out a low whistle when the plasma blade materialized.

"Bullets didn't do much against those things, let's see what this can do."

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Hiccup found a flamethrower (http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/PFM-100_Hydrogen_Torch_Flamethrower) and let out a burst of flame at a wall. The metal panels briefly glowed red-hot afterward.

Pulling the strap over his shoulder, and grabbing up refill cartridges, he said, "I think I can work with this."