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Lirath - Ground Battle
After dropping off some of the crew at Balisair, it was time for the crew to set course for Lirath. The situation greeting them wasn't the most promising.
The cracked surface of the moon called Lirath was one of its most unmistakeable features. One of the three moons of the planet Kehoe, it had been terraformed and served as a settlement for a hundreds of different species, some humanoid, some not. Despite occasional class struggles, environmental issues, and speciesism blocking their way, the darker parts of Lirath's past were largely left behind, and an era of peace and tolerance had reigned for quite some time. The only problems they'd had recently were with a terrorist group whose cause for their actions had been a mystery, but they weren't tied to any particular species or social group and had been likened to a cult and had largely gone quiet in recent years.
Now the peace on the moon of Lirath had been shattered by the invasion of the Ohm.
The capital city had been destroyed. Now, all that was left of the peoples of Lirath was evacuating from one of its smaller cities, one known as Smyteval. A desert city, existing in a valley in between a rocky range of canyons and mountains, even though it was in the low ground, the natural channels of rock served as bottlenecks for any Ohm attacking from the ground.
GIA squadrons patrolled in space, locked in explosive warfare, protecting the Bleed-gate that had been activated to see the evacuated ships to the refugee world, and a shield created by massively-powerful shield generators extended around the city and up into the atmosphere, creating a shielded tunnel so ships could escape.
Word had come that there was a vital weapon to be deployed on Lirath, one that needed to be destroyed, hence why the Transmigration 9 had been called in. Given the diverse crew, and the ships that were in its hangar, there was at least someone or something on board that could blow the weapon up if it did show.
There was no sign of it yet. Right now, there was just chaos, streams of evacuees boarding ships, armies of Ohm engaged with GIA soldiers outside the shields, and forcefields that everyone hoped would hold out just a little bit longer.
The crew would be following Leon's orders but finding themselves fighting side-by-side with GIA platoons, full of various species that were currently all getting their asses kicked severely.
[ooc: STAGE 1 is now open!Please do not tage STAGE 2 until it's announced as open as well.]
[ooc: STAGE 2 is now open!]
The cracked surface of the moon called Lirath was one of its most unmistakeable features. One of the three moons of the planet Kehoe, it had been terraformed and served as a settlement for a hundreds of different species, some humanoid, some not. Despite occasional class struggles, environmental issues, and speciesism blocking their way, the darker parts of Lirath's past were largely left behind, and an era of peace and tolerance had reigned for quite some time. The only problems they'd had recently were with a terrorist group whose cause for their actions had been a mystery, but they weren't tied to any particular species or social group and had been likened to a cult and had largely gone quiet in recent years.
Now the peace on the moon of Lirath had been shattered by the invasion of the Ohm.
The capital city had been destroyed. Now, all that was left of the peoples of Lirath was evacuating from one of its smaller cities, one known as Smyteval. A desert city, existing in a valley in between a rocky range of canyons and mountains, even though it was in the low ground, the natural channels of rock served as bottlenecks for any Ohm attacking from the ground.
GIA squadrons patrolled in space, locked in explosive warfare, protecting the Bleed-gate that had been activated to see the evacuated ships to the refugee world, and a shield created by massively-powerful shield generators extended around the city and up into the atmosphere, creating a shielded tunnel so ships could escape.
Word had come that there was a vital weapon to be deployed on Lirath, one that needed to be destroyed, hence why the Transmigration 9 had been called in. Given the diverse crew, and the ships that were in its hangar, there was at least someone or something on board that could blow the weapon up if it did show.
There was no sign of it yet. Right now, there was just chaos, streams of evacuees boarding ships, armies of Ohm engaged with GIA soldiers outside the shields, and forcefields that everyone hoped would hold out just a little bit longer.
The crew would be following Leon's orders but finding themselves fighting side-by-side with GIA platoons, full of various species that were currently all getting their asses kicked severely.
[ooc: STAGE 1 is now open!
[ooc: STAGE 2 is now open!]
Re: MASH UNIT - MEDICAL STAFF
She'd seen other wounds like this. At least, the acid. Not so much getting gnawed on, though that part of it was easy enough to deal with. Faiza rolled her shoulders a moment, then brought up the energy around her hands. The energy concentrated around his foot, slowly taking it apart so that she could see what she was doing and allow her powers to work on healing it.
no subject
He had half a second to process her warning when it started. As the light came down, he could only stare in apparent horror as what remained of his flesh unraveled and muscle and bone followed suit. Faiza was their trusted medic, right? It was for a purpose, he was going to be pieced together soon.
The white-knuckled grip on his leg would loosen eventually.
"How bad is it?"
no subject
She made a soft, distracted 'hrum?' sound, not looking away from her work. "Oh. It's...slightly worse than some of the other wounds that I've seen in here," she admitted. "Mostly because of the teeth, I think. But I know what I'm looking at with the acid, so it's mostly a matter of getting that cleared out and repairing the damage that it's already created, along with the mandible marks. I never was a bug person," she said, glancing up for a moment before looking away again.
And it was healing. The reddened skin was fading back to it's usual color and weakened muscle was regrowing. It just took concentration, but the doctor knew what she was doing.
no subject
When he overcame the shock of Faiza's ability, he couldn't quite stop staring. It wasn't common to have a chance to look at his own innards, and the regeneration was fascinating. He just hoped the restoration worked as well as he hoped it would based on appearances.
"But I need to call my more effective method of fighting these. Don't worry, I'll try to drive them away from here."
no subject
The smile brightened at his promise. "Thank you. While I have my sword, I'd rather concentrate on keeping people alive medically than by fighting."
It took another few moments, then she withdrew her powers. Everything knit back together in a way that made it look like it had never been pulled apart at all. No scars even for the areas that had been acid soaked. "There. I think that should do it. How does that feel?"