Vesper
Inactive Member
/ON: Lor, Capital City; Marele Medical Complex
Despite the events that had transpired in the depths of the medical complex the outside of the complex looked more or less business as usual. There was a large amount of chatter about the 3 platoons of LSDF soldiers that had rushed through the place with no explanation earlier and the supervisors where having a hell of a time getting everyone back to work, made all the harder by there own curiosity about the matter.
Outside the building, the sleek form of two of the LSDF aerospace VTOL transports from the nearby land base rested in the open space in front of the building, a hubbub of activity going from one to the other and back into the building. The company commander of the marines that had entered the facility stood at the base of the ramp of the rightmost transport, talking with one of the lieutenants when he noticed the matte black shape of 3 other transports moving to land around the complex. He signaled one of the squads near the transport and they ran to where the nearest one was touching down. He had not been informed of any additional reinforcements and he couldn't very well let anyone into the facility, given the current situation.
Looking at the transport as neared he did not recognize it and it had not symbols on its smooth, angular hull to help him. Though he did not know the design it bore some resemblance to his own LSDF transports, although it seemed somehow harder, more aggressive, more dangerous. Just then a group of 6 individuals dropped from the transport to fall the 7 meters to the hard permacrete roadway. One of the soldiers with him gasped, expecting to here the sickening crunch of bone and then cries. After all, 7 meters was high to fall. He wouldn't want to fall that far unaided, not even in his bionic body.
But such was not the case. The group simply stood and calmly walked towards the soldiers, ignoring the fractured ground around there impact site. He noticed now that three of the group where in some sort of power armor, the lines and shape of it emanating a palpable menace. The other three where wearing a deep, consuming black with dark blue highlights, the design similar to his own but, again, slightly different.
He swore under his breath as he recognized the uniforms as those of the Special Research Bureau. He had never met one of there number before, and quite frankly he could have gone his entire career happy to never have to deal with one of there kind. If the rumors where true... The man in the front of the entourage said, with barely any hint of emotion,â€
Despite the events that had transpired in the depths of the medical complex the outside of the complex looked more or less business as usual. There was a large amount of chatter about the 3 platoons of LSDF soldiers that had rushed through the place with no explanation earlier and the supervisors where having a hell of a time getting everyone back to work, made all the harder by there own curiosity about the matter.
Outside the building, the sleek form of two of the LSDF aerospace VTOL transports from the nearby land base rested in the open space in front of the building, a hubbub of activity going from one to the other and back into the building. The company commander of the marines that had entered the facility stood at the base of the ramp of the rightmost transport, talking with one of the lieutenants when he noticed the matte black shape of 3 other transports moving to land around the complex. He signaled one of the squads near the transport and they ran to where the nearest one was touching down. He had not been informed of any additional reinforcements and he couldn't very well let anyone into the facility, given the current situation.
Looking at the transport as neared he did not recognize it and it had not symbols on its smooth, angular hull to help him. Though he did not know the design it bore some resemblance to his own LSDF transports, although it seemed somehow harder, more aggressive, more dangerous. Just then a group of 6 individuals dropped from the transport to fall the 7 meters to the hard permacrete roadway. One of the soldiers with him gasped, expecting to here the sickening crunch of bone and then cries. After all, 7 meters was high to fall. He wouldn't want to fall that far unaided, not even in his bionic body.
But such was not the case. The group simply stood and calmly walked towards the soldiers, ignoring the fractured ground around there impact site. He noticed now that three of the group where in some sort of power armor, the lines and shape of it emanating a palpable menace. The other three where wearing a deep, consuming black with dark blue highlights, the design similar to his own but, again, slightly different.
He swore under his breath as he recognized the uniforms as those of the Special Research Bureau. He had never met one of there number before, and quite frankly he could have gone his entire career happy to never have to deal with one of there kind. If the rumors where true... The man in the front of the entourage said, with barely any hint of emotion,â€