Thread: Stranded {jadeshaw88 and silverknight}

Edward arrived early to the meeting point, he wanted to check and go over the supplies they were taking out into the wild personally, the young redhead male looked over the good making sure they had everything that they were promised and would need for the trip. He knew that knowing what they needed was rather questionable, but honestly, he had to prepare the best that he could and he knew that would require having as diverse of a collection of gear as possible as well as having as diverse of a group as possible. He had a list and the files of each of his members that were on his team. Walking and coming to a stop in front of the wagon, he quietly read over each of the folders again, as he wanted to read over them one last time before he meet the people who he was going to spend a whole lot of time with on this trip. He noticed that the group was diverse, four men and four women were on the trip including himself. He noticed that they were from different backgrounds as well, from different parts of the old country too. He put the folders down after a moment as he checked his supplies going over them quietly as he made sure he personally had everything he needed to have, after making sure the group as a whole had what the needed for the long mission. As he checked he turned to notice the black haired woman approaching, looking at her for a moment, he went over the files in his back and was able to pick out who this person was and what their role was on the mission. Well, Specialist Catalina DeGana, I assume, he commented as he looked at the woman. He didn't know her or any of the others in his little team. He would of picked different people if given final say perhaps people he worked with during the war. He found out most were put into high defensive positions for the city to protect it from any danger as they were to go out and scout out the regions around the city. I have read your papers, they give you the best of grades, I look forward to working with you, he said with a calm and stoic tone to his voice as he greeted the weapon specialist. ------- Somewhat nearby Hugo was looking over the ground taking samples of the soil, as well as the things around the area, such as rock readings and mineral readings and many other things. They were pretty well known,but he wanted to have a base to compare the things he found out later on the trip to, something as a base comparison. He would then be able to see far better on the spot just how different the areas of this planet were away from where the ship was. If they were the same in all areas, of it this planet had a lot of mystery left in it. He figured there would be a great deal of unknown that was left before him but that was what made this rather exciting to him, to go out into that unknown and figure out the mysteries of the planet. Perhaps he would find new elements unknown to man, maybe he would find new life forms as well, there were so many endless possibilities. He knew that being selected for this mission was a great honor, to be able to be the one to crack the mysteries and have first shots at figuring it all out. Wow that was as good as it got, he knew that the first person to do something was always remembered thought. How they did was remembered by history for quite a long time, their failings and their successes took on new weight, still the fact they were simply remembered at all made him volunteer for this job with many others of his type. Yet, he got the job because of his education and his fields of studies which were deemed most helpful. As he looked at the readings he read over how well they would support animals and as well as life in general, the readings he could give to the Botanist who was with them who knew more about plants then himself. He searched for the man, Jonathan Naper, he remembered hearing as he figured that he would want the full readings from his findings. He figured that the man would also need to know just so he could also compare the soil if nothing else from the landing site to other places deeper into the planet. He walked around looking for the man before they headed out. ------ Another person was making his way back to the hover wagon. This man was one that looked like he was the most different, the dark haired. Cyborg Thomas had been away from the others and had left very early the morning before, he had looked for an ideal path to take, he had to find the path for the group, it was his job to make sure that he mapped out the lands around where they were as well, all important things as he had left to search the land around for the best path forward and the best direction to go. They could go in any direction around the ship, they could go in a endless number of ways, but the geography of the land would prevent some paths. Thomas was able to use his cybernetic eye to see farther than a normal human, and measure out things that would be impossible for a normal person as well. In some ways his cyborg implants gave him a large edge over a normal person. They gave him strength in one arm, they gave him advanced sight and other areas of strength that were beyond the norm. He had been an experiment in a lot of ways, he was a dead man but he was brought back to life through the magic of advance technology. How much of him was cybernetic he had no clue, he never asked and didn't want an answer, but he knew it was enough to keep him alive. He knew that the experiment was deemed a success but to costly to do for others after him. He found a path through the hills that surrounded the city, it was the best path and would have water along it as well as from what he could tell many good sites for resting too and experiments by the scientist. He walked down the hill towards the ship, his cloak hiding most of his body except his face, even his hands were covered by gloves, he wasn't one to show off his condition or his uniqueness as he didn't want to draw the attention that it normally got, he figured it would be best to just fade into the background. It was why he liked this idea as it got him away from most people who might judge him as some kind of freak and would help him be in a place he felt most at home, the wild. -- The dark haired closed ranged specialist Hana was helping people as they brought out things to put on the wagon moving back and forth carrying the heavy weights by herself, she was much stronger than she looked as she was determined young woman. He had no idea why she was picked for this trip, she didn't have the experience that other people they could of picked had, but she was a optimistic young woman who hoped that she could do her best to prove herself and felt she could help out the group in some way and fashion. She did so at that moment by simply helping put away and arrange the wagon so that they could make the msot with the amount of space they had in the said wagon. That would mean only the personal goods of the group was left to put on and most would want to do that themselves. Hana got out of the wagon and smiled as she looked at the others gathered, she had read the files a few times the night before doing her best to memorize the people so that she could be able to put faces with names when they were to meet. She saw the blonde that was cautious of her own supplies and nodded her head a kind of welcome from Hana to her or greeting from the young woman as she then smiled kindly, Good morning Miss Michaels, I believe, she said to the blonde, I am Specialist, Tubaski, she said introducing herself in a rather formal manner. Um, if you need any help just ask, I am open for helping out with whatever, she said before bowing her head and taking her leave. The raven haired blue eyed Hana saw the rest of her group as she stood there she thought about who each was putting their names into her mind as she went over it over and over again trying to memorize the names with the faces of each of them. She knew soon they would be underway and knowing their names could save some time and that might help maybe even a bit at some point on the mission and would help her work with the others better as well.