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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-02-06 01:36 pm

Welcome to Orongo

Once those who decided to go along on the mission were gathered on the Obs Deck and had time to go over the mission briefing, the detachment procedures began.

As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.

Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.

Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.

Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.

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[identity profile] paragonspectre.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Shepard had been to dozens of different planets, uncharted and otherwise. She'd seen all variety of different flora, fauna, atmospheres... and she never got sick of stepping onto a new planet for the first time. Even despite all the weirdness of the past few weeks, and seeing Stacy for the first time from the outside, she was smiling a little as she stepped off the ramp onto the ground, and she looked around at the surrounding area. She quirked an eyebrow at the sight of all the different ships and aliens. That was a bit of a sight, especially on a fairly undeveloped-looking world.

"Is there a fly-in movie showing tonight?"

[identity profile] flawlessgenes.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Miranda trailed behind Shepard, the mish-mash of ships and aliens reminded her a bit of Omega. If Omega was beautiful instead of a pit. "It appears we aren't the only ones here looking for the artifact."

[identity profile] paragonspectre.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing wrong with a little competition," she replied slowly, a slight frown crossing her features as she looked around a little more carefully. "...Why are they all so damn happy?"

[identity profile] flawlessgenes.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Miranda shrugged, then thought about it and frowned. "Maybe they know something that we don't." Happy as they looked, part of her still thought this could be a trap.

[identity profile] paragonspectre.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Could be," Shepard muttered, her fingers flexing absently now as she headed in the general direction the others seemed to be going. "Let's just... keep our eyes open. And avoid eating the local food."

[identity profile] flawlessgenes.livejournal.com 2011-02-09 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Understood," Miranda said with a nod. She fell into stride beside Shepard, "Are you worried this could be another Hugo Gernssback?"

[identity profile] paragonspectre.livejournal.com 2011-02-11 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Not sure, not enough intel," Shepard replied, her eyes scanning the people for any kinds of deteriorative state. They all just looked happy. Not upset or vacant. "Probably not, but it's usually safe to scan something before eating it as it is. We're not Quarian, but I had enough bad experiences with foreign food in my rookie days to know not everything is as harmless as it looks."