Thread: Eartia: Chapter 1 - The Landing (Still accepting)

Ozias Kristovanich. Ozias seemed to lose himself against her touch. She had this way about her that made him forget everything around him and just focus on her, without giving care to anyone else that needed him. Him holding her against him was his only reason to be. He smiled brightly at her when he finally got her to crack a smile for him, and nuzzeled her for a moment before static made it's way to his ears from his pants' pocket, and James' little hilarity came through. He squinted when he heard it, looking at Jane with peery-playful eyes as no doubt she'd heard it too. See, you got me in trouble. I really gotta go now. He laughed lightly and leaned in to steal a quick kiss from her lips, and stood up to gether the rest of his gear. He threw on the rest of his armor quickly, one piece at a time. Finally once ready, he grabbed his rife and threw it around his back, latching it behind him and keeping it in place. He leaned down and locked on his boots, keeping his helmet retracted. It had this unique feature to stick to his neck, and when a button was pushed, it would extend and incase his face. For now, he wanted to smell the air with his own nose, to feel the breeze against his skin. He couldn't wait to finish. Finally he was ready, and with a quick turn he faced Jane one last time. Alright, I'll come get you myself as soon as everything is secured. He flashed her a smile and stole a quick kiss from her lips, before turning and pushing the door's button, having it open for him. He made his way down the halls, with his gear surprinsigly silent despite being made of a metal-like alloy. He passed by a few passangers who all wished him luck and saftey, nodding to all of them until he made his way towards the exit. You're really funny, James. He snickered, getting back at him for his last teasing comment. I'm coming out now, hold your position until I secure your perimeter. At long last, the ship's door slowly opened and with every passing second, Ozias' eyes widened further and further. The bright light hit him like nothing he'd ever seen before, a breeze wind darted into the ship and ran along his face, sending never before felt cold shivers down his spine. It was a moment of true beauty and admiration when the door finally opened all the way for him, his eyes struggling to keep up with all the new colors and bright shapes that filled them. His nose twitched lightly, adjusting to the never before taken smells. It took him a moment, but he finally took his first steps out of the ship, and looked down as his feet sank in a little bit of dirt and mud. Just then, he snapped into reality when he tried to take a breath. He did not expect it to be so difficult. He burst into a small coughing spree, reaching down to click on his radio and broadcast to whoever was hearing. The--hell...is this...James... He gasped for air over and over, until slowly his lung began to adjust lightly. A few minutes passed, and he regained some control over his lung muscle's movements, his breath adjusting to it's proper cause. He spotted James by a tree, and while clearing his throat he started making his way towards him. He pressed the button and his helmet encased his face, his head darting from left to right to quickly take in the surroundings, his mind working like a beehive, deducing statistics and calculating distances. He finally made his way to James, who was staring at some birds flying over top. Alright, grab your gun and let's secure the area around this tree. It'll make a good camping spot for the night in case it rains or hails...who knows what this planet's weather could do. We'll worry about sending convoys to explore in the morning. He looked around the tree for a moment, his mind drifting off for a second before he grabbed his radio and clicked it. And by the way, to anyone in the ship who sees the Ground Captain. Tell him we're on the GROUND. He's sleeping on the job. He clicked it off, and slipped it back into his pocket. By the way James, there's a giant bug on your shoulder.