Thread: Charon (Barbaric Rim)

Name Nickname Hotshot Attire Facemask, light body armor Weapon combat knife, combat rifle Location Charon approaching Lalestra's ship Tagging Anyone Time October 1 3075 Early Evening Phase Space could be beautiful, and it could drive people mad. Trystan luckily, did not have far to go from being mad, so Phase Space was a beautiful thing to him. Although coming out of Phase space was interesting too. Sir, we are preparing to drop out of Phase Space. Trystan nodded, taking hold of the controls again, readjusting his facemask. Drop Phase drive to 50. We don't want to come in too hot, let everyone out there know we're comin'. Jack nodded, moving back down to the engine room again. I want all guns primed and ready, and I need a man on that turret. I don't know what to expect when we get out of the Phase Lane, but I want to be ready. Now, assuming we don't get attacked by another ship, we'll be going down onto the surface, so I want all combat rifles ready. The crew shifted a little. Surface combat was a scary thing to most of the crew here. They were used to ship-to-ship confrontations, and the Kodiak was among the hardest ships to kill out in the big blackness we call space. Once everyone was at their post, Trystan gave the order. Drop now. The blue haze that often accompanied phase jumpers disappeared immediately, revealing a heavily armored ship with all guns primed, loaded, and hot. Their scanners picked up another ship the second they dropped out. But the ship was moving straight towards the planet. It emanated white crackling energy from where he guessed the Phase Drive was. Must've broken a connection. Trystan chuckled, shaking his head. He checked the scanners one more time, making sure there was not another ship, either in the current gravity well, or on it's way. All clear commander. He nodded, looking over his shoulder. I want all rifles ready. We're going in, and we're going to see what that ship had when it went down. It looked awfully high tech, if a little rusty. They nodded, going into the arms room to grab their rifles. With that said and done, Trystan positioned himself for the entry into Charon's atmosphere. Jack, reroute the JDH's energy to the heat shields. We're going into the planet. He knew it would be done, and in a few seconds, confirmation that the heat shields were online flashed on his screen. The ship turned almost dramatically towards the planet, and Trystan pushed forward, waiting until gravity took hold of him to activate his afterburners. Soon, the shield around his ship glowed a hot red, and a few alarms went off on his HUD. With a sigh, he pressed a few buttons, watching as their speed fell to a decent amount. It would allow them to lift off again. I want to land about two kliks away from that crash site. Understood? His navigations officer nodded and saluted before punching in the coords. Trystan checked them, and repositioned the ship, hitting the afterburners again, flattening the bottom before activating the skids that would let him land. The heavy ship bounced once, twice before smashing the skids into the ground. Trystan thanked God that they were inside the ship. The noise would be deafening, the sound of metal scraping and scratching against the rock and earth of Charon. Finally, the ship settled down, and the hatches were opened. Trystan grabbed his rifle, leading the group of 6 out. He looked at his nav-man, and waited for him to take the lead. Alright guys, this may turn out to be a rescue mission of sorts. Shoot first, but aim for the legs. At least then we'd have a chance to see where that ship came from and whether or not it has any defense against being boarded. They all nodded, readying their weapons before following the nav-man. It would take them a little bit on foot. Hopefully whoever was in that ship wasn't dead. Even more importantly, he hoped whoever lived nearby wasn't salvaging the ship already.