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||Attention, Attention,|| Stacy's voice rang out suddenly throughout the ship. ||Will the following personnel please report to the Obs Deck:||

||Michael Blanc,||
||Kazami Shiro,|
||Andrew Davis,||
||Aibghalien Marsai,||
||Spiderman--616 universe,||
||Julian Keller,||
||Nanashi,||
||Katara,||
||Lash,||
||Wags-Tail-Alot,||
||Phillip,||
||and Vita.||

||Attention, Attention...|| The message repeats over and over, until all of the people she was calling reported to the Obs Deck.

Once they get there, they're greeted with an unusual sight. The mouth in the huge statue on the wall opens, revealing a screen. On it, the dossier for the mission flickers into display, understandable to every person there. Smaller copies of the dossier appear in holographic form in front of everyone.

The planet's stats, right next to a rotating picture of it, a dusty brown orb with orange clouds overhead:

Planet Designation: Arkez prime
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Scattered pockets of hardy flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: None.
Sentient Life: None.
Water: 13% of the planet's surface.

Climate: Arid, desert climate [Click here for cultural equivalents for non-Earth cultures.]
Landscape: Dry, arid, desert landscape.
Air: Normoxic concentration: 28% oxygen, 62% nitrogen, 5% xenon, 5% trace gases, such as hydrogen, krypton, and argon.

Air Pressure: 14.543 pounds per square inch.
Sky: Red with orange clouds.
Sun: A class F2V, yellow star.

Warnings: Terrain can be hazardous. Recommend caution when navigating terrain.

Mission: Minor Ohm splinter force detected on planet's surface. No Node detected, minor threat. Destroy before reinforcements arrive. Ohm artillery detected. Unable to send in heavy weaponry to engage. Ambush/Reconnaissance team will deploy to reduce Ohm threat prior to full engagement. Details to be provided.

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Comm rings are coming out loud and clear on my end, replied Phillip as he left the book on his chair and headed out with the others, uploading a sequence of routes highlighted in varying criss-crossing colors into the Omnicom system. Like Kazami, he wished he had the Hardboiler or even access to the RevolGarry, but he figured it would have caused problems later. Adjusting volume on mine.

He looked around and decided after a moment, to doff his usual long coat and leave it there. He only had one thing from his home beyond the usual memories tucked into his pants pocket, and Fang was undoubtedly with him somewhere on this arid terrain. I ran some simulations mentally, and I can upload a quick map of routes we can take to avoid detection with a 72% probability of success to get in and out before they notice us. However I will require intel from the scouting team before we use any of the routes I've marked.

Spider-Man here, listening loud and clear. I'll make sure to keep those channels open. the web-slinger responded. Those maps will come in handy, though - hopefully getting us out if they spot us.

A few moments later, the waldoes on his back extended. These should come in handy, especially for what we're doing. C'mon, Scooby, we got a mystery to solve!

With that, Spidey headed on.

Whatever Charlotte said the Garou, padding after him in Lupus form.

Or would you prefer Shelob?

Wait a moment you two, take these with you, added Phillip before the pair headed out as he clicked a USB device and inserted it into a camera he held. proclaimed the Gigi Memory as the bat came to life, flapping around Spider-Man in a friendly manner.

added another Gigi Memory as he slotted it into a Snail-like device which leaped out of Phillip's hand and waddled towards them.

Quick rundown, the snail's a binocular sensor which can see through illusions and invisible things. The bat is a camera.

Spidey stopped when Phillip called out to them before taking the devices with him.

Thanks! he replied, nodding at them. Doesn't hurt to have extra help. Tony certainly didn't think of everything! Taking the snail-like device in his hand, he turned back and continued on.

Nanashi here. I shall make sure to keep the channels open, and voice down. My swords are at the ready, waiting for instructions, Keller.

Nanashi wasn't exactly fond of subordinating herself on the battlefield, but fighting command during a mission was so strategically unsound she did not dare to try it.

LASH H- oh wait. Lash here. I don't notice anything special right now, I'll report if anything unusual happens.

She opted to stay unhenshined for now, the bright yellow suit..well standing out a lot more than the ship's normal plant suit.

Affirmative, Katara said, smiling slightly to herself at the borrowed phrase. Like Nanashi, her sword was at her hip, and she had made sure to cover herself too, just in case.

She would have made conversation with the people she already knew, but now was hardly the time. NOW was the time for waiting and listening to what was to happen next.

It wouldn't take long for the scout team to make their way to their destination, and the Ohm forces quickly came into view.

The Ohm were clustered in what appeared to be one of the planet's few oases. Three massive Firebugs (http://img196.imageshack.us/i/23uve69.jpg/) stood at the center of the small horde, watching the skies above them, alert for possible attacks.

About a hundred of the notably smaller Grunts (http://img44.imageshack.us/img44/5498/gruntu.jpg) were scurrying around, hunting and killing some of the local fauna, tossing the corpses to a couple of strange Ohm creatures (http://img191.imageshack.us/img191/7933/onceuponatimeinthepastu.jpg), who voraciously devoured them.

Standing watch over all of this was a single, massive Ohm Tank (http://img199.imageshack.us/img199/1397/tankj.jpg), old and battle scarred, notably larger than the Tanks the crew had encountered on Zokez II.

A formidable force, but thankfully far smaller than the crew's last encounter with the Ohm. And this time, they had the element of surprise.

Wags held back a whine. Okay, definitely smaller than what we saw on Zokez, but that's only relatively. There's gotta be a hundred guys there. Mostly the small ones, but they got a couple of the one that look like they're on fire, one of the big-ass spiders, and two I've never seen before.

I have enhancement spells ready for anybody in close proximity. They will last twenty minutes or so, and should be sufficient to cover all of us. Strength, endurance, and flight. Let me know.

Aibghalien stayed close to but not on the ground, scrutinizing the enemies with a keen eye.

I also have a number of destructive spells at the ready, as well as ones dedicated to battlefield control. In short, tell me what you want obliterated.

Andy was staying behind, not transformed yet like Lash was. Right now he needed to, well, make sure they didn't see him.

That said, he was still ready to transform at a moments notice.

Only a hundred? And only one... Tank? Was that what Cargn called them? Kazami casts his gaze over the group with them. I fear that Stacy may have sent too many people on this mission. He'll allow a little bit of confidence to seep through, to try and keep the others from worrying too much.

The only ones I'm worried about are the new ones, the firecasters, and the Tank. The small ones aren't half as tough as one of Destron's mutants, I've killed dozens of them. He looks over his shoulder at Julian. There was no point in saying it again, the boy knew that everyone was waiting on his word. Kazami may be used to working alone, but he's lead, and been led, often enough to have some discipline about things.

Katara took a breath when she heard the layout. She wasn't sure about the terrain, but if they were anywhere near water, she knew which Ohm she'd be targeting. She'd already faced the grunts before, and was pretty sure this team would be able to take them out. That tank, really, was what she was worried about.

Hiding wouldn't be hard: this wasn't the first time that she had to go incognito.

Julian looked at the map, and weighed his options.

«Alright, we'll split into three groups. Phillip, you're with ~~the flats~~ Michael. Katara and ~~Aig~~ ~~Alib~~ the elf are with me. The rest of you are going to meet up with the Spider-man and the wolf.»

«When the rest of you get there, I'll kick up a dust storm. It won't last long, but should give you enough cover that they won't know you there until you're right on time of them. Hit'em hard and fast, and get their attention. I need you to draw them off, pull as many of them as you can away from the water and from the firebugs. Especially the tank.»

«Once you have their attention, Katara, the Elf, and I will come in from the back end and take out the firebugs. Those are the main target. Once they're taken down, we'll signal Stacy and everyone withdraws. Michael, you find a spot that gives you a good vantage point. You and Phillip will be directing and covering our retreat.»

That seemed like a fairly solid plan, though it was predicated on the belief that the Firebugs, while good for taking out starships and large carriers from miles away, weren't much use against a few, small faster moving targets right in front of them.

«Everyone got that? Good. Now pick up a boost from the elf, then get ready to move out.»

Aibghalien, the wizard correct patiently, readying his magics.

Once people moved properly into position, he quickly cast mass bear's endurance (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/bearsEnduranceMass.htm), mass bull's strength (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/bullsStrengthMass.htm), and mass fly (http://www.imarvintpa.com/dndlive/spells.php?ID=5248) on those assembled.

Just be careful Spidey replied, using the waldoes and the devices Phillip gave him to watch the creatures - and take pictures within the suit's hard drive, just in case. Spider-Sense is a tad bit wild here, meaning they're a bit on the wild side. Knowing our luck? They'll probably attack me and Clifford right about now.

You're just saying that so they don't do it.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way. You say they won't attack us, they'll attack us. You say they'll attack us, they'll attack us. No option that doesn't involve them trying to rip off our heads so they can wear them as jaunty chapeaus. Wags said.

Katara nodded quietly to herself. This was pretty much exactly what she'd expected would happen, more or less. She definitely understood that she'd have to help take down the firebugs, and the others would be assigned to thin the head, so to speak, so none of the others rushed to the firebug's aid. The moment she had water at her fingertips, she wouldn't waste any time: they had to take them down before reinforcements arrived. She didn't want a repeat of last time.

Quick, deliberate and strong. As it was, she could already feel strength coming to her: was this what Aibga-alien was capable of?

She had trouble with the name herself.

Right. Just say the word.

Of course Nanashi was happy to be pulling everything else away from the firebugs. It was bad enough that it was so arid here, she didn't appreciate the thought of anything to due with fire.

We should just take the initiative instead. I know I can take a lot of hits before I am disabled, so shall I do my best to draw the tank's fire?

Wags was tempted to let her do it, but decided against it

Were you even paying attention last time we fought these guys? As much as I want something horrible to happen to you, I'm voting we don't go with your suicidal idea. Shut up and stick to the fucking plan.

The tank doesn't fire anything, anyway. It knocks things over. It's the flamethrowing bugs that have the range. Kazami rubs his neck, looking at the sky. Someone, save him from masters of strategery. The wolf's way of putting it, I don't agree with. But his sentiments, I do. Julian Keller is in charge, with a decent strategy, and I'm not sure that a woman who gets even the combat capabilities of the enemy wrong is the one to disregard his orders for.

Drawing away the tank was among the things he requested, and I did not say that it was firing anything. Besides, I am not saying that I would not need help.

Oh? I misheard you say that you wanted to draw the tank's fire? He snorts. Perhaps you'd feel more comfortable in the rear, while we handle everything.

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