Re: [Mission 11] The Torchbearers
Alpha Team
Takeyu moved aside for a moment, then followed in behind Hanako. His drone zipped on ahead to explore the place and look for possible hostiles. "I have to wonder what these people went through after the base was attacked, but then again, do I really want to know," he shook his head at the sight of the waste bags and kept moving forward, his rifle up and ready for usage in the event they found anything.
As the drone moved ahead, it casually hovered around a corner and then into a room. A small light emitted out from the front to illuminate the area, before it fell upon what appeared to be a shelf.
This pipped Takeyu's interest as he stopped following the team for a moment and maneuvered it over to the shelve. On it were uniforms, UOC Uniforms to be exact and weapons which looked very much intact.
"My drone has found something Taisa," Takeyu turned toward the direction that the drone had gone and sent the images the drone was seeing to her.
Starship Crashsite
"About time they finished, bunch of useless rats," said a slaver as the final tent was put up. The women in this case had an eye-patch, with her eye underneath it missing from some other adventure from before.
The girl watched this slaver, though she had been trying to get some sleep, she had already noticed that one slave had gone to sleep - and when someone tired to wake them up, they wouldn't wake up. "She's dead," said an older Jiyuuian male slave. The others had to agree, this only added to the girls fears, she wanted rest but she was now to afraid that she would end up like that girl.
Inside the Wreacked Starship
A slaver pryed open the doors to the shuttle bay, he had issues due to the slant the ship had been at. "Ughs, really wish I could figure out why the boss wanted such a rust bucket," he complained as he pushed himself inside. There were three shuttles, but one had been severed in half when a piece of the ship had come into the bay while the other shuttle was partly smashed beneath some of the ceilign that had collasped.
The final shuttle was actually intact, and rested easily up against the wall. The slaver sighed and unslunged his AM27 and walked briskly toward shuttle.