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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.
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.
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No.
He refused. He'd gotten through the other times before, and gotten his men through, and by the lost gods, they were going to get through this one, too. Giving up was not an option, and not just because they needed Jamie and Reimi to get off of the planet.
At least these caves weren't likely to have fire dragons in them. He shoved that thought out of his head.
"Kettch and I have the best senses in the dark. I don't know if these things are visible on infrared, but I can still see more clearly than most of you in low-light conditions. Tobias, do you have any morphs with good eyes?" Kang asked, the tip of his tail moving absently in thought as he grabbed the map of the tunnels and looked over it. "There's a large chamber close to the power core. That's probably our best bet."
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If they could get better senses in the dark then that would help a lot. He stood up, anxious to get moving, though he said nothing.
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"If you wish, I can also send my construct in ahead of us to scout," Setsuna proposed, pulling out the little paper doll she'd shown off before everything had fallen apart. "It is not precisely suited to low-light, but it should suffice. Either way, I am ready to move out at any time." With that she gave a firm nod and waited for the order.
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Well, besides her weapons, of course. Hap Suriz hoisted her grenade launcher and moved to the shuttle entrance. With the engineers no longer close at hand she intended to get some good use out of it.
"Understood," she acknowledged Kang.
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"Thank you," he said softly. And then: "I think it would be best if we go now. The sooner we move out, the quicker we'll know what we need."
Not that he was against a good plan, but he'd prefer to be on move. After all, there was no telling what was happening to those who had been captured.
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He looked at Stoick and motioned towards the back of the ship, away from the others, "I need to speak with you briefly."
[Everyone else, continue here. :) ]
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But, he followed Kang to the back of the ship anyway, though it was obvious he wasn't pleased.
"What about?"
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"I won't let my personal feelings cloud my judgment for destroying those Odin-cursed creatures, but Hiccup...he's all I have." He paused briefly before adding. "I can promise you that I won't lose my head in battle. I never have. You have my word on that."
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