Post by Lieutenant Robin Star on Oct 31, 2013 14:11:35 GMT -8
"Once you get the shuttle in the air, you'll take this area and I'll take the other, I'll probably make a quick planetary orbit just to be sure." Robin to Liz, indicating to the map readouts as he flew the Kestrel into the atmosphere of Celda and briefly admiring the beautiful plains. "Uh, how are we going to wake them up?" He turned his head for a moment to look at Liz, neither of them were really qualified in handling waking these people up unless it was a simple procedure of which he doubted, even if it did include a hypospray.
"I guess we have to drag them inside ourselves..." It wasn't exactly a good solution, but it was essentially the only one they had besides going back to the Talon and requesting a medic to accompany them. Then he had a thought, "If we head to the complex, there might be some anti-grav lifts there, they might be of use." At least more for him than Liz. They made a detour to the storage complex to pick up the said equipment which required a brief bit of tinkering to get them running online again before taking them back onto the yacht.
Robin made a pass over the water reclamation site twice to give them extra time on seeing whether there was anything suspicious about the area either visually or from the sensors. He had read the report of some explosion at the site but he couldn't detect any foreign harmful toxins in the air but then, he wasn't a doctor or a scientist but even if there was something, there should be a light blinking crazily to warn him and Liz and since there wasn't one, he assumed they were mostly safe... except for the fact this was the place where he had got ambushed, struck out before he could even strike back, not a chance, not even one simple moment he could give to protect those he cared for and to have prevented what happened to Emmarie.
He could feel his blood pulse with extra vigour but he forced himself to calm down as he brought the Kestrel in for a landing and once the belly met the ground, Robin gave the abandoned shuttle a long stare-down. "Wait," He said to Liz without averting his eyes from the craft.
"We'll check it together," Robin told her in such a way that that he wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. Getting up he made his way to the storage and returned with two phasers. "Here, just in case." Robin handed her one before grabbing one of the anti-grav lifts and leading the way out of the Kestrel. As soon as he stepped onto the grassy area, he felt a chilling cone engulf his spine as if he was walking through a graveyard. Clearing his throat he walked towards the shuttle, occasionally turning around as he did so, checking over his shoulder until they reached the open hatch, lift in tow.
He briefly considered taking the shuttle himself but whilst everyone could fly a shuttle, not everyone was used to the yacht so it was best that he did fly the Kestrel. "Looks fine enough, let me know if you have any issues..." He paused as he looked around the interior of the craft. "See you in the air." Robin said before disembarking from the shuttle and leaving the anti-grav lift behind. Upon stepping onto the grassy soil again, his grip tightened on his phaser, eyes slowly jumping from isolated tree to another, finally stopping on the spot where he had fallen.
They're gone, get it out of your head... do your part now, they'll be another time
Robin headed back into the Kestrel and the cockpit, after placing his phaser aside but nearby, Robin waited for Liz to rise first before controlling the yacht back into the air and flying off towards his area. He spotted a fair number of lifesigns and thankfully, most of them seemed quite near to each other, he headed for the closest readings, two lifesigns.
Landing the Kestrel, Robin grabbed his phaser and exited via the hatch towards the two bodies he saw nearby. As he got closer, he saw a coloured one in an EVA suit that looked a little on the small side for him. Not too far away, there was another man but without a suit. Holstering his phaser, Robin crouched and began taking off some parts of the suit to make it easier for him. Once that was accomplished he tested his weary strength against the large man, attempting to heave him up and over his shoulder. After a long struggle, Robin succeeded but only briefly as he found walking to be painfully difficult. He let go of the burly body with much relief. Thinking, he decided that he could potentially drag the man but getting the anti-grav lift out would be far easier.
He returned a moment later with said device and after activating it and hearing the rather pleasant hum, he began to move the suited man but after only getting most of his upper body onto the lift, something unexpected happened, the man woke up. He was probably surprised and confused and naturally there was a sudden gigantic arm swinging right towards Robin's face, SMACK. The pilot fell back hard against the ground with a harsh groan, his mind dazed from the impact that felt almost like a brick being thrown at his face.
Tag: Liz/Kale/Crickets
ooc: Sorry about the little god-modding Liz, just wanted to speed it along due to plot closing soon.
"I guess we have to drag them inside ourselves..." It wasn't exactly a good solution, but it was essentially the only one they had besides going back to the Talon and requesting a medic to accompany them. Then he had a thought, "If we head to the complex, there might be some anti-grav lifts there, they might be of use." At least more for him than Liz. They made a detour to the storage complex to pick up the said equipment which required a brief bit of tinkering to get them running online again before taking them back onto the yacht.
Robin made a pass over the water reclamation site twice to give them extra time on seeing whether there was anything suspicious about the area either visually or from the sensors. He had read the report of some explosion at the site but he couldn't detect any foreign harmful toxins in the air but then, he wasn't a doctor or a scientist but even if there was something, there should be a light blinking crazily to warn him and Liz and since there wasn't one, he assumed they were mostly safe... except for the fact this was the place where he had got ambushed, struck out before he could even strike back, not a chance, not even one simple moment he could give to protect those he cared for and to have prevented what happened to Emmarie.
He could feel his blood pulse with extra vigour but he forced himself to calm down as he brought the Kestrel in for a landing and once the belly met the ground, Robin gave the abandoned shuttle a long stare-down. "Wait," He said to Liz without averting his eyes from the craft.
"We'll check it together," Robin told her in such a way that that he wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. Getting up he made his way to the storage and returned with two phasers. "Here, just in case." Robin handed her one before grabbing one of the anti-grav lifts and leading the way out of the Kestrel. As soon as he stepped onto the grassy area, he felt a chilling cone engulf his spine as if he was walking through a graveyard. Clearing his throat he walked towards the shuttle, occasionally turning around as he did so, checking over his shoulder until they reached the open hatch, lift in tow.
He briefly considered taking the shuttle himself but whilst everyone could fly a shuttle, not everyone was used to the yacht so it was best that he did fly the Kestrel. "Looks fine enough, let me know if you have any issues..." He paused as he looked around the interior of the craft. "See you in the air." Robin said before disembarking from the shuttle and leaving the anti-grav lift behind. Upon stepping onto the grassy soil again, his grip tightened on his phaser, eyes slowly jumping from isolated tree to another, finally stopping on the spot where he had fallen.
They're gone, get it out of your head... do your part now, they'll be another time
Robin headed back into the Kestrel and the cockpit, after placing his phaser aside but nearby, Robin waited for Liz to rise first before controlling the yacht back into the air and flying off towards his area. He spotted a fair number of lifesigns and thankfully, most of them seemed quite near to each other, he headed for the closest readings, two lifesigns.
Landing the Kestrel, Robin grabbed his phaser and exited via the hatch towards the two bodies he saw nearby. As he got closer, he saw a coloured one in an EVA suit that looked a little on the small side for him. Not too far away, there was another man but without a suit. Holstering his phaser, Robin crouched and began taking off some parts of the suit to make it easier for him. Once that was accomplished he tested his weary strength against the large man, attempting to heave him up and over his shoulder. After a long struggle, Robin succeeded but only briefly as he found walking to be painfully difficult. He let go of the burly body with much relief. Thinking, he decided that he could potentially drag the man but getting the anti-grav lift out would be far easier.
He returned a moment later with said device and after activating it and hearing the rather pleasant hum, he began to move the suited man but after only getting most of his upper body onto the lift, something unexpected happened, the man woke up. He was probably surprised and confused and naturally there was a sudden gigantic arm swinging right towards Robin's face, SMACK. The pilot fell back hard against the ground with a harsh groan, his mind dazed from the impact that felt almost like a brick being thrown at his face.
Tag: Liz/Kale/Crickets
ooc: Sorry about the little god-modding Liz, just wanted to speed it along due to plot closing soon.