Oros mission start

[sixth]

WHO: ALPHA TEAM (Carolina, Maine, Wash, K-2SO, April, and Sam) and BETA TEAM (Lee, Somba, Hayatori, Cassian, and Re-L)
WHERE: Oros
WHEN: January 11-???
WHAT: Alpha and Beta teams begin their mission.
WARNINGS: TBD

Catch-all mingle log while Alpha and Beta travel together. Toss up a header for a specific day or event to keep things better organized and then everyone can tag around in that.

(Once we figure out when the sandstorm and fall into the gorge happens to split everyone up, we can add that too to close out the big group log.)

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First Day

[sixth]

OTA - Alpha/Beta/Others

[k_2so]

[Kay-tu originally wanted to be assigned to work with Cassian. Of course he did. There was no point otherwise. He never would have taken this job if not for the other man signing up for it. Jyn as well, but not as much as Cassian. Fine. He was here. He was... assigned as a forward group. Alpha.]

[No big deal.]

[At least he can keep an eye on his partner this way. Jyn wasn't here, nor were the others of their small group. He calculated the odds of Jyn being mad that she didn't get picked and felt they were high.]

[Good. He would smile if he were able to.]

[You can find the droid helping with cargo or set up for deployment. He's not wearing a suit of any sort, no helmet or jump suit, because what was the point. He was made to deal with this kind of thing. He was made to carry more than they had given him too, but at least he still had ease of motion.]

[Do you dare give the droid commands, like he was some common laborer? Or do you talk to him like he was part of a team? It’s a difference that will give a different attitude towards you and others, that’s for sure. Early that morning, Kay can be found going over a few things. They had given everyone weapons and packs, even the droid.]

Giving a droid a canteen of water seems a bit pointless. [He said out loud, yet tucked it away anyhow.] Spare, I suppose, for the needy.

HARSHING YOUR BUZZ K2

[doxing]

Oh, don't take it too hard. Isn't it nice they mistook you for a human?

(this doesn't exactly sound overtly friendly, seeing as there's a great deal of sharpness in her voice. it's not personal— no, no, it is overwhelmingly personal, something that crawls over her skin like an infection she can't get rid of. she does and has put up with them before, in tense environments with a lot of distance between them. it's different, being on squadron with one.

trusting omnics isn't on her list of things to do, despite her current love-hate relationship with technology of all kinds.)

I mean, that's what you all want, right? Equality?

BUZZKILL

[k_2so]

[His head lifted and he righted himself, one arm having bent back to put the useless for him canteen on his pack. He lowered his arms and stood there, staring at her. Well... wasn't she fit to decorate a Cantina at some space port in the outer rim.]

[He wasn't sure what she was getting at though.] I am more surprised they haven't given me a few more water packs to haul around for the rest of you.

[if a droid could look confused, the cant of his head indicated as much.]

Equality? [What a Weirdo.] We are hardly equal, and the last thing I want to be mistaken for is a human. [Kay.... that might not have come out like you meant it to sound...]

[leaderboards]

[ she's been here a while too, but it's taken carolina a bit to realize that kay-tu is part of the mission team, not just hangar support. which is a little silly, in retrospect, because a synthetic body's going to come in hella handy if things go sideways planetside. taking a break from her own nearly obsessive re-checks of everything, she ventures over in time for one of his complaints. ]

You'd be surprised how often command doesn't know or forgets to acknowledge that they've got a robot on the team.

[k_2so]

[He is all too used to people not taking him seriously or considering what he could actually do. Even Cassian seemed to make him babysit a ship more times then he would like instead of being helpful on the job (then again he wonders, sometimes, if the man does it to keep him safe, which is silly).]

[Kay-tu lifted his head as someone came up to him.]

Droid, actually. Robots have less higher thinking functions and are made to do simple tasks. Droids are programmed and built for more optimal needs. And I really wouldn't be surprised. Even my own Captain forgets I can be more helpful to him than most.

[He stood his full height, head tilted to look down at the organic.] Hello.

[realimperfect]

A little extra in the way of supplies never hurt anyone. [ Small talk was becoming something a little more common for Re-L, over time - the whole being around a small, chatty companion type autoreiv and Vincent had worked her from annoyance to simply responding without very much thought. Friendly would be a stretch, but with the way she's torn her pack apart and is reorganizing to the way she would prefer it should say a lot about how Re-L was as a person.

She shakes her own canteen and makes a small hum of acknowledgement. ]

These will need to be refilled once we establish safe sources of water anyway, it would seem.

[ A pause, a glance at the droid, and then - ] You don't have any potential way to scan for contaminants, do you? It's a shot in the dark but Pino managed to shock me with what she was programmed with.

[k_2so]

It never hurts anyone so long as it doesn't inhibit my range of motion and movements. [he said flatly, as if this little thing of water was going to inhibit him in anyway. He packed up a few things and paused, turning his head to look at the woman now. That was a good question. At least she didn't ask something stupid, like 'do you have rocket hands'.]

I have a limited range in bio scanning, but I can confirm if water is drinkable for a standard human. A deeper analysis might be better, however. A test kit should be packed for these reasons, or equipment, if they have it here.

I suppose though, I am equipment to these people...

[and a careful beat before...] Pino?

ota both teams!

[leaderboards]

pre-mission:

[ whatever time they were meant to meet to head out, carolina's nearly two hours early. but this is always how she prepped for missions before: checking gear over and over again, pacing while she goes over the mission briefing in the safety of her helmet. she has it memorized, knows a half dozen different ways to rephrase it for relaying again to her team if she has to. she just doesn't know if the team is up to the task.

that's another reason to be here in advance: greeting everyone and trying to figure out how much use they're actually going to be. if she's going to lead this, if she's going to prove that she deserves to lead this and that she can lead anything that command on the eluvio throws at her, she has to know her team. once teams start breaking down, that's when missions fall apart, after all. that's when everything falls apart.

so when the others start showing up, she sets her helmet down somewhere to savour a bit of time with it off before she's living in it for however long the mission takes and makes sure to greet everyone, alpha and beta both, with some variation of, ] You're on the mission, I take it?

[ except for her family, her old team. maine simply gets asked if he feels up to the task. wash gets a thank god you're coming too. ]

travel:

[ as far as mission beginnings go, this isn't bad, actually. they're not all up to her standards, of course, and she may have had to lean on them to keep up a decent pace, but they're not the reds and blues so that's something, she supposes. she's not afraid any of them are going to accidentally shoot her in the back.

as soon as they land, carolina takes point and keeps it up for the entire day's trek, so the bright cyan of her armour should be an easy-to-follow contrast to the neutral colours around them. she doesn't trust everyone else to be capable of taking care of themselves, though, so she still has someone whose skills she knows as well as her own bringing up the rear (sorry, boys!) and if any sort of local trouble finds them, she's quick to hop in to take care of it. she's not willing to find out that the teams are incapable by one of them dying on day one.

she doesn't do small-talk, but she is pretty vocal about announcing when they'll find a stopping spot soon or if she sees any hazards to warn about on the horizon. ]

travel

[doxing]

Hey, rojo. (the woman from the shop times, excellent,) That armour suits you, the turquoise really jives with your hair and brooding personality.

(a hop, skip, and jump away from her, sombra double-times it to catch up easily, more than content to annoy warm-blooded people as well as the omnic from earlier. no one can escape it, really, she has a job to do and that involves far more than capturing some stupid artifact they're never going to see again — or even find out what its purpose is... if she has anything to say about it, though...

well, she's renowned for having very sticky fingers when it comes to information she shouldn't be playing with.)

You're underestimating everyone on this team, aren'tcha? I mean, Maine and Washington you obviously know, but don't let the rest of us down by playing faves.

[leaderboards]

[ the best thing about helmets is the privacy, carolina finds sometimes. she's free to roll her eyes as she pleases. ]

They're my favourites because they used to be my team. Before that, they had to prove themselves to me, too. [ and to the director, but carolina wasn't ever going to trust them to have her back if they weren't the sort of soldiers that they are. her tone is pretty dry, but she has the sort of dry that can be on the scathing or playful side of sarcastic with no real difference. ] If you think I didn't expect them to fail on their first missions with me, maybe you can ask them. Might make them laugh.

pre-mission

[ouzel]

[ Cassian is early but certainly not hours early; he checks the gear before he leaves, talks to Jyn, meets up with Kay and heads over.

The suit - the armor, that is - is completely unfamiliar to him so there's an appraising look before Carolina questions his presence and Cassian nods, curt. ]

I am. Beta team.

[leaderboards]

[ carolina returns the nod, her lips quirking into an almost-smile. her eyes are cool and judgmental, though. it's a little misleading. ]

I'm leading Alpha team. Hope you aren't planning to make things too difficult for us.

( pre-mission )

[aploun]

[ This almost feels a little like old times. Except that it would be him out there shooting and Kara doing the kamikaze mission into the base to get the relic. ( She already did something like that once, and by herself no less. But that was a lifetime ago it feels like. ) Logically, Lee knows that he shouldn't really give a frak about this kind of thing. This isn't his ship, these aren't his people, this isn't his war to fight, this isn't his game to play.

Yet, because he's Lee Adama, he feels that moral pull that even though they aren't his people, he still needs to protect them. After going so long with a constantly dwindling number of human beings left, it's a difficult thing to let go. So, when the alert comes in, and after a few hours of deliberation, he goes to volunteer.

Later, he guesses because of his experience that throws him into a leadership spot he wasn't really expecting. It's fine, though. He's lead missions before. After meeting with his team, he seeks out the other leader, already knowing it's imperative to get to know her before embarking on the mission. He's dressed in his own fatigues and feels incredibly short when he finds her. ]

Carolina? [ He holds his hand out; a small lopsided smile on his lips. ] I'm Lee. Taking point on Beta.

[leaderboards]

[ at least she's an easy one to spot. and going over what details she has for what must be the twentieth time, as if that'll help. still, she's quick to drag her mind off of whatever it was on in favour of shaking the offered hand and offering a not-quite-smile in greeting. ]

Nice to meet you. [ or that's a nice, pleasant line to use, at least, as carolina takes her hand back. ] You ever lead a mission like this before?

OTA!

[ninponeil]

[The hangar's bustling with all the teams prepping to go planetside. April's no different. She's already wearing her helmet without any of the fuss others might have, in fact she's fairly comfortable with it and hasn't taken it off. Mostly she's weighing her weapons and becoming familiar with their functions. Taking to them quite well, though she is fond the ill-fated laser gun.]

You think we'll run out of ammunition?

[Asking the nearest person from either her team or another as she inspects the hard light knife, twisting and twirling it by the grip. They've still got a little time before being deployed.]

[leaderboards]

Probably.

[ and here's the team lead, checking in. carolina still has her helmet off, pretending to be a people person. of course, with a response like that, it's clear she's not the most reassuring of leaders. ]

[ninponeil]

[Most might get worried over the prospect. April? She doesn't even fully roll her eyes at the unsurprising answer.

That's par for the course given her past team "excursions".]

Guess we can deal when the time comes then.

[April slides the new knifes into the sheath on her suit, right next to her tanto.]

April O'Neil. [She holds out her hand.] Nice to meet you.

[k_2so]

[And the droid, decked out in his own gear (that being a pack around his back and middle holding weapons and things) stood near by, head turning to look at the young woman holding the laser weapon, which is also his preference as well.]

Oh, we most certainly will run out of ammunition, as well as energy and water. I calculate the power in this laser weapon, as absurd as it is, will be limited, and the amount of other weapons given to us will run out, seeing as they are projectile.

[He paused, then said flatly.] You should be more concerned about running out of water.

[ninponeil]

[April looks from the droid to the laser gun, perplexed as all hell before eyeing the weapon with some mistrust.]

Are you always a ray of sunshine and positivity?

[Hardly any irritation. It's practically the kind of answer she'd expect back home from Donnie. She does take the briefest of glances down at his midsection out of sheer habit from previous dealings with robots.]

[realimperfect]

That's a bit like asking if night will fall. [ After all, the amount they had been given was minuscule, which she wasn't entirely happy about. It meant they would have to be a little more methodical with what they were doing, or make it a bolt in and bolt out kind of mission. Usually Re-L was more the type to be methodical, to plot out where guards were and pick her favored paths, but.. considering this was an alien planet, with alien guards and the lot?

There's definitely only a very small chance that they would be able to approach things in that manner. She stops and checks her wording, tucking a sheet of dark hair behind her ear before turning back to whatever she's fiddling with in what looks to be a holographic set up journal of some kind. ]

However, if we work the teams out well it may not be that big of an issue.

[ninponeil]

And here I thought I'd be the pessimist.

[She doesn't sound too worried or very serious about her light mocking.]

Beta team's going to have the cover it needs, I've certainly got experience doing that. Almost signed up along with you and the others though.

[One eyebrow raises.] You are on the Beta team, right? [Maybe checking the team rosters one more time wouldn't hurt either.]

OTA

[realimperfect]

|PRE-MISSION:|

[ Re-L's room, by the time she's finished making sure everything is put way and she's carrying anything else she may need, looks as though she'd never lived it in, spare a few articles of black clothing tucked away in drawers or a bit of make-up siting on her vanity. After all, there probably won't be very much time for vanity when it comes down to it. There's a certain trepidation, in her, at the moment - these kinds of missions weren't exactly foreign to her, anymore, after a few trips in to domes to recover supplies and deal with whatever madness lurked inside, but it never got any easier on her nerves.

She checks the short-barreled shotgun strapped to her thigh, and then what she's been given for the mission, before making her way to their meeting point.

Typical as ever, Re-L hangs back from the majority of the social interaction, leaned someplace and, quite simply, looking at the people she was on this mission with and gauging them. Some may recognize her from her previous night's late musings - that blue eye shadow and pale face is a little hard to mistake, but if approached, she'll forge right ahead with the question - ]

Alpha or Beta team?

|TRAVELING:|

[ The whole walking thing seems like an archaic way to travel, considering what they're up to, but, really - it's not the worst way. A part of her misses the Rabbit, from time to time, but he flat soles of her provided boots give her sure footing through the colors of Oros, which.. she's taking in as acutely as the conversations going on around her.

Observing body language as well as other people was something near engrained in fellow citizens, anyway, for a bunch of people who were fairly anti-social. Still, the sandy landscape brings back memories of her own Earth and, off handedly, she offers out to the group: ]

If we come across any covered areas, or anything that looks like a cactus, we may want to inspect for water and mark the place on a map of some kind. These canteens won't last us as long as we'll need them to without refilling, and something tells me we won't run in to a super market in the middle of no where..

[ Unlike she had at one point - which was a bizarre thing in itself. ]

traveling

[andreios]

[ This isn't Sam's first time out in the wilderness and he's familiar enough with firearms not to find the weapons they've been provided with too usual. He keeps pace with the group easily enough and doesn't complain about the terrain or the distance. He doesn't really complain at all. Sam's not the sort of guy who talks just to hear himself do it and he doesn't really have anything to offer.

Plus, he's trying not to cause conflict with Lee. It'll be easier for everyone if there aren't any Cylon-human flareups. So he's hanging back, close enough to hear what Re-L says. ]

Probably not. [ The corner of his mouth quirks in a half-smile. ] That's a good plan, though. You've done this before? Generally speaking, I mean.

[realimperfect]

[ Going over the mission plans in her head seemed a better thing to do than make idle conversation with people she didn't even known and, well.. who knew what this would bring or who would or wouldn't make it back from it. No use in getting friendly, as cut-throat as it sounded. ]

You never know, but I doubt we'd recognize anything for sale or have the necessary funds.. [ She nods at his question, at least bothering to explain. ]

Currently the ship my travel companions and I use needs that to restock it's water and food supplies. Mostly food.. I can't tell you how much I don't wish to survive on a diet of beans and ginger ale again.