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Mission 01 - Recovery: Group 5
Chief, Brainiac 5, Leela, Cale, Bri, Paco, Samus, and Allen took the fifth pod. The ground beneath their feet slowly became softer and more squishy, undoubtedly to the grave annoyance of those wearing armor. Marshland, perhaps? It was definitely something they should keep an eye on. Who knew if there was quicksand or something like it, and marshes were generally home to some not-so-pleasant creatures...

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"You know, I'd hate for this to color anyone's perceptions of my levels of toughness and endurance and beer-can-crushing manliness, but I think the ground just farted. Is it too late for me to switch with group 4?"
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Like Samus is one to talk. She'd take underground caverns, Space Pirate outposts, or even trekking through hot lava over mud any day of the week. She liked to keep her suit looking clean, thank you very much.
She was just glad she wasn't wearing the Gravity Suit and sinking faster.
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Ah, the many joys of being a cyborg.
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First Obstacle
Are they fireflies of some kind?
Or perhaps something a little less harmless?
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Samus holds her hand out, palm up, and watches the bugs flutter around her hand.
"My scanner can't identify these."
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He doesn't waste time and effort trying to wave them away, they're probably like... space gnats or something. There's nothing you can do about gnats of any kind.
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"Alright, it goes without saying that nobody is going to follow any of these things if they start looking like they're going to lead us somewhere, right? Trust me on this one. I've been to too many dream worlds of magic to discount mysterious glowing swamp-gnats as a potential threat."
He doesn't wave away the ones that are clustering around his head, but starts fiddling with his omnicom as he attempts to get a lock on one for a good scanning.
"They're clustering at different rates," he says, eying Brainy and Leela, who both have a sizable cluster.
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He watches one of them with a speculating look. "I'll try and take a closer look. The data might be interesting for one thing, not to mention it would be worth knowing if they have the potential to be a problem."
That said, he endeavours to wrap one of the insects in a forcefield with the idea of holding it still long enough to take a close look.
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"Dammit, Cale, you didn't tell me you had crabs."
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[First Discovery]
Right in the middle of the swamp is a giant round object. It looks organic in nature--in fact, not weirdly different from the stuff on Stacy.
The shell is hard though, chitinous. Despite its green color, it's perhaps similar to their crewmate Blue Beetle's armor. The area around it is flattened, as if it were dropped from a great height, but life has started to fill in again. The giant pod is draped with vines.
This pod, however, is NOT the pod they're looking for. The ship is still a ways off.
This is...something different.
The oddest thing about it is that for something dropped from some great height that stayed intact, there's an odd number of tiny, tiny holes all over its surface.
How strange.
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"Before we close on an unidentified, possibly deadly object: does anyone here know what that might be?"
Without even thinking about it, the action being so natural to him, the Chief flicks on his suit's vision enhancement and binoculars in on the object to get a better look at it without getting too close. If it were just him on his own, he'd probably approach. But he has a group to protect.
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"Hmmm... interesting..." he murmurs.
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She notices something strange about this pod, "Do you see the holes?"
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Furrowing his brow, he steps forward and closes in on the giant sphere, ignoring the Chief's warning to keep his distance. Once he draws close enough to it, he reaches out with his hand as if to touch the massive orb--with the thousands, maybe millions, of holes peppering its surface--but never actually does so. His hand merely hovers over the surface as he stares at it, completely engrossed by the object and begins to slowly edge his way around it, circling the entire thing and stopping only when he reached the point he'd started from.
"I think it's a bomb," he finally said.
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Third Obstacle
Best stay out of those--there could be sinkholes. Those suckers go down into aquifer, after all.
Sometimes there's occasional spurts of dry land to walk on, but the grass there is rather high.
It kinda...sucks. It's just miserable-going.
There's flies, too. Large, bright-red and iridescent blue four-winged things, like stubby dragonflies. They do bite a little.
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Silence always unnerves her. All those nights alone on the plains and in the desert, she'd sometimes sung and talked to herself a bit, if it was safe enough.
It isn't that she minds being alone--she's a loner at heart. Those times had been peaceful and beautiful. It's more that she misses what's always supposed to be there when everything goes quiet--her best friend chattering away and humming and singing like a bird.
She'd gotten so used to Irene being there. She's still not used to her being gone.
That's why she hates silence.
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