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.)

Comments

OTA - Alpha or Beta

[k_2so]

[Kay-tu is basically just here to lift heavy things. If he wants to.]

[Look, he’s here to keep an eye on Cassian, and maybe do some work. He’s not on the good side of anyone else. Though Sam is at least all right, as are a few others, he supposes. Still, he doesn’t like taking orders, even if Cassian said he should.]

[Which is to say he'd been helping set up camp, but only when needed. Otherwise he’s on the outskirts of it at the moment, his antenna at his back scanning the area around them, searching for movement, life forms and other problems. He had a head count of everyone in camp and where they were, and his readings had fair range.]

[In his metal hands he held the laser gun, pointed down and pointless at the moment. His body had a backpack settled low on it, out of movement range but held weapons and things secure enough that if he or someone else needed them they were at hand.]

[For the most part he was on guard. He would be the entire time if needed. He had no need for sleep, and he didn’t need to ‘recharge’ for a very long time.]

[At least he was in a good mood. They gave him a blaster. Or, well, not a blaster, but same kind of weapon. Sure. they trusted him enough to hold weapons. It was a good step.]

[You can try to sneak up on him, but there is a 99.9 percent chance that he already knows you are approaching him, if you do.]

[ouzel]

[ Cassian is well-aware that Kay is A: here primarily to watch his ass, thanks, and B: unimpressed with just about everything happening here plus C: can sense him coming from a mile away and you know what? All of those things are comforting. Familiar. Especially in a place full of angry plants and limited water supplies and strangers thrown together on a team that he notices is not led or manned by a single crewperson from the ship.

Suspicious? Oh hell yes.

And maybe that suspicion is why Cassian doesn't gravitate towards the others, keeping quiet and to himself. Maybe it's the feeling that he doesn't quite match up with what the people in the exosuits were hoping for, whomever they are, wherever they're from.

Maybe it's guilt that he's out here with a mind and heart divided, because the people he cares for the most are back on the Eluvio. Maybe it's stress that a mind divided is something he has to deal with, now.

Either way, Kay is the one he seeks out. ]

What do you think?

[ A casual sitrep. ]

[k_2so]

[Kay is very well suited for this kind of job. He needs no rest or sleep and can keep a look out better than human eyes. And as long as people leave him alone to do his job, he's generally good enough in doing it. he is, however, mostly here because of Cassian.]

[As the other came up beside him, Kay didn't bother to look over to him. Instead his photoreceptors kept a look out, scanning the planet before them, the camp to his back at the moment.]

[The question was expected, but he did take a moment to compile his data. There was a lot to say, but he spoke it in a low tone for just the two of them.]

I find the mission parameters to be vague and unconvincing. They have deployed a team of eleven people, new from different universes, planets, systems that have never worked with each other before, and told them to find an object.

Here, have some rocket launchers and grenades because there are hostiles. Wear your helmet always, because the Carbon dioxide levels are lethal. The days are hot, the plants are out to kill organics, the wild life are just as poisonous.

[he glanced back to the camp, then down to Cassian.]

I do not like it. Of the eleven of us, you and I have worked together. The three with matching suits have worked together. The others are unknown factors. There are no representative of the facility we are gathered at. It's as if we are the expendable ones.

Not to mention the distance they have left us on our own to cover. Would it not have been easier to deliver us closer to the location and better equipped with modes of transportation and a strike crew?

It's as if we don't have all the information.

[He shut up for a moment.]

[ouzel]

We are expendable, and we definitely don't have all the information. Nor do I think we're going to get our hands on it anytime soon. I doubt we'll even be told the entire story of what we're trying to get here or why.

Plus there are mines. [ Cassian hates mines with a passion bordering on rage. Mines ruin a landscape, ruin the soil, last longer than most wars and harm civilians and soldiers indiscriminately. Also the mines in question? Tend to send fragments of who knows what into the air. ]

I'll have to figure out sleeping. [ Because he doubts he'll be left alone to sleep or not sleep as he likes, and his nightmares have been made a bit easier by having the others in reach when he wakes. Now, on a strange planet without them, he's not sure how his psyche is gonna handle it. ]

[k_2so]

There's no point to telling us what it is we are getting. We're the soldiers they can use with out loss of their own. [Pessimism runs between the two of them. It's what binds them together as friends, huh. Though right now the mission did feel a bit lacking in information and reason.]

I hate mines. [He said simply. He was willing to bet he gets mine sweeper duties as well. He wants to find at least one so he can scan it and check it out, to locate them easier.]

[He looked over to Cassian though, at the comment about sleeping. He knows the other has problems. Nightmares. He knows he's not the best for comfort. Not like the others could be, but... in a softer tone.] It may not be much, but I will be around, Cassian. I have your back.

[ouzel]

[ Cassian nods, lips pressed into a thin line and looking up at Kay. ] We volunteered, in the end. [ Thus the blame for going in underprepared can be shifted, somewhat, but that doesn't mean Cassian has to like the hand they've been dealt. ]

It's a lot more than you might think, knowing you're here. That you have my back. [ He stops himself from touching the necklace beneath his shirt, but he thinks about it. ] I did promise not to be a hero.

[k_2so]

You volunteered. I followed. [He said down to the other, not even apologetic about it. Cassian and Jyn signed up, and so he had to as well. It was the luck of the draw that they utilized him.] But generally we are given more to work with. Or at last a better reason.

[He reached out to place a metal hand on the mans shoulder. Lifted it a half an inch, dropped it again, lifted, and dropped, patting him twice. He'd seen other organics do it and adopted it. There, there. It will be all right.] It is a good promise. Which ever of the two made you make it, I can agree with them. Even if it was Jyn. Don't be a hero. I am easier to repair than you are.

[ouzel]

[ Cassian gives Kay one of his small, uncertain smiles that indicate the other has done something Cassian finds hilarious but he doesn't trust the environment as one safe for laughter. ]

Well, you'll have my word too then. No heroics.

[k_2so]

[That smile is at least a good one. he approves.]

[He's staring at the man, for just a moment longer than needed. As if trying to assess how accurate his comment is. If there is truth there. He then gives a single nod of his head. Sealing that 'word' to memory.]

Good. You are on the Beta team. You have to make it out with the relic or the person with the relic. I will not leave until you make it out. [or, leave planet, really. If Cassian dies there he will sit and stay there to rust.]

[realimperfect]

[ Re-L just can't help herself. The first time since she's spotted Kay-tu it was an irrepressible need to figure out what exact he could or couldn't do - after all, she'd had her own version of droids back in her home world, and to find out what set him apart would let her know what point other worlds were at.

However - there were mission related things to be completed, her own weapons to be checked to make sure this wasn't an elaborate slaughter field or something of the sort, and making sure that they were going to be as comfortable as they could be for the night to take care of. So, faithfully, she'll move materials and do what is needed for the moment, wanting to be sure she at least had her own affairs arranged and taken care of before settling in to idle conversations or running herself through the mission plan yet again to make sure she has it down.

Once these things are done, though - she's marching right up to Kay-tu, curiosity finally about to be at least slightly satiated - ]

So, I'm curious, how far can you see and track from this point?

[k_2so]

[He's helped with his part through and has moved to take up watch, looking out and scanning, watching. So as someone comes up to him to ask questions again, he had already figured out who it would be. The female again. Their last conversation wasn't a bad one at least.]

Farther than a standard organic being. [Not at all a good answer, Kay.] I have a fair radius of range enough to give everyone time to grab a weapon and be on the ready. [STILL not a good answer, kay.]

[realimperfect]

How exact of any answer. [ Ah, Re-L, being sarcastic may not be the best step, here, but she can't help herself. Eventually she falls in to pace with most robot-bodied beings as though they were Iggy, and the natural sarcasm just slips through.

She takes a moment to look over their surroundings again, so different from what she was used to in her own home world, but not necessarily in a bad way. The heat, for one, was kind of nice.

The sun? Kind of too bright. She's squinting a little at even the falling light now that they've unloaded. ]

That could still be useful, though, depending on what these aliens may already have heading our way if they've had any indication that we're coming for this 'Relic.' Now we just have to hope these bullets are strong enough to work, I suppose.

[k_2so]

<>small>[He likes you, Re-L, he really does. But he's terrible at giving full answers to anyone but Cassian, and even then he is terrible at it, because he doesn't care to bother.]

I calculate that the probability of them already knowing we are here for this relic is high. I decided to calculate at a curve however, because there are so many unknown factors, that it is easier to simulate the drastic ends of the scale. Thinking that they already know and preparing for the worst will be, in the end, better for us. If it becomes too easy? Good.

[realimperfect]

That is fair, I would say. The briefings we were given were exactly that, brief. I've been more informed to go and inspect an immigrant district for lesser things than what I assume is a valuable Relic. [ Sure, Romdeau was over kill with their information, but it was better to know than to go in ignorant with guns blazing. It's annoying, to say the least. At the most, it's life-threatening, and at the base of it she's wholly god damn annoyed at the whole set-up. ]

Somehow I doubt this will end up too easy. A happy coincidence if it is... but I won't hold my breath.