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RP: SNV Gam'trosha [Chapter 4.2] - Hells Abyss

Def'leor looked at the surroundings. "Or it is possible that the data is woefully out of date. Most of what I am seeing around here belongs in a museum. But regardless it should make for some interesting explorations once we get the worst of the Gam's damage dealt with."
 
"Well the good news is that So Far it looks like Minor damage. We get the repair cres working on this for a few days while using scrap from this place and we'll be good to fly home and tell them the Gam'Trosha got into another scrap." He said . Still with what he was seeing it shouldn't take too awful long to repair the damages. Now they just needed to find the crew and hope it was in one piece.
 
Dar'tagnan moved away from the Gam'trosha. At the moment his skills were not needed, and he only had a limited amount of time that he could remain out here without a hazard suit.

He walked slowly towards the ancient ships. Something about them did not seem right. There was no way to tell how old they were. With the current environment they could be as old as suggested. He was about 100 meters from the Gam'trosha when the floor beneath him made a sudden shift. 'Ground quake?' He thought and altered his stance to brace himself. Ground quakes were nothing new to him or most Neshaten. The surface beneath him continued to move and a deep groan came from beneath. The floor that he was standing on suddenly was shoved up by about 2 meters from the floor in front of him. The force of the shaking caused dust to fall from the ceiling high above the crew, creating a cloud that obscured his vision.
 
His survey was just about done, well at least of this area of the ship. However his attnetion was taken from his work by the deep groan he could hear. Tehre was a rumbling as he looked to see part of the ground was rising up with what looked like a figure standing on top os the rising ground. However soon a new layer of dust was added to the air as the ground moved. "Dose anyone have any idea what the hell is going on out there?" he asked into his comms
 
Def'leor looked around this felt strange to her. "Some sort of ground quake possibly." She said into the comm to the ship. She glanced above at what appeared to be the ceiling. At least nothing but dust was falling down.

Dar'taganan held his position, moving cautiously to try to get a better view of what was going on. He stopped when he noticed that it was getting brighter in the area. At first it was just making his night vision brighter, but then it shifted into the visible light spectrum. He reached up and adjusted his goggles to compensate. It helped but the intensity of the light was causing his goggles to blank.

The shaking of the ground beneath his feed stopped but he could hear the sound of movement. The lighting suddenly switched off. It took him a moment to adjust to the 'normal' light levels. In front of him a section of the floor rose and there were armored people standing on it. Once it came even with the one he was standing on, one of them spoke. "State your Affiliation."
 
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