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

[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?

[aploun]

[ There's something about her that reminds Lee of someone. It's comforting in a strange way and he feels a little more at ease about this whole mission. Not completely but. A little. Maybe this won't be the worst thing that ever happened.

Lee laughs a little, his hand lifting to rub the back of his neck. ]

Kind of. I'm typically running missions like this in space, not on land. [ He pauses for a beat, then; ] Usually blowing stuff up, too, not collecting important things. What about you?

[leaderboards]

Space, land, distraction, destruction. [ carolina makes an et cetera motion with her hand while she shrugs. ] I like to think I'm versatile, but I'm happy to leave the snatching to someone else for a change.

[ and she'll be on backup if he and his team die, she nearly adds, catching herself at the last moment. particularly fatalistic dry humour isn't the best way to make a good impression, usually. she needs to get along with this guy, at least for now. ]

[aploun]

[ It actually wouldn't have bothered him if she did. Being in his position, it's just something one either learns how to have some sort of humor over, or the rest of the time spent is worrying over if everything will turn out okay. And worrying, Lee learned early on, doesn't get him anywhere. ]

At least there's some competent people here.

[ He says it off the cuff, not meaning anything by it. But also kind of really meaning something by it. ]

Seems kind of weird they don't have their own people to do this kind of thing, doesn't it? [ He glances around at the other people filling out both teams. ] I'm sure they're— [ he stops, sighs then rakes his fingers through his hair. ] Well, they're something, I imagine. Maybe we won't be totally frakked.

[leaderboards]

Maybe. Unless this is some sort of test to see if we'll die for a vaguely-worded cause or not, all at once.

[ throwing people on a mission like this just to see what they can and will do is something carolina can all too easily imagine. sure, she doesn't have any proof that command here is malicious, but she doesn't have much in the way of reasons to trust them, either.

she gives a little shake of her head, then gestures past him to the pair of soldiers in armour similar to hers. not as colourful, but close enough that the three of them might match. ] And speaking of dying for causes, Washington and Maine over there are mine. If frakked means what I think it means and anything happens to me, they'll finish things for us.

[aploun]

[ He snorts a half-laugh and rubs his fingers against his temple. ]

I'll die for a lot of things, but... not this.

[ If he felt more compassion for this crew and the people here, maybe. But, as it stands right now? No. And he doesn't think anyone feels the same way about him, either.

Lee turns his attention to the men indicated and nods, figuring if they hadn't been pointed out, he would've come to the conclusion on his own that they all came from the same place. He scans the room and sees Sam talking to someone on the other team and Lee gestures over toward him. ]

Th— [ he stops, rearranges what he was going to say; can't think of Cylons the way he used to anymore. ] That's Sam; he's mine. [ Er....... ] Ah, not mine but, we're from the same place. He's on your team. He's capable; he'll be a good help for you.

[ There. Lee was diplomatic and nice about it. Complimenting someone he thought he hated for so long is a difficult process, but he's trying.

Again Lee looks out over the room and can't help but sigh again, his shoulders slumping slightly. ]

We'll be fine. If we have a good plan, it'll all be fine.

[ lol ]

[leaderboards]

Sure. It'll be fine. [ she doesn't sound like she believes that for a second, but there's a little humour in the way she tilts her head, one eyebrow cocked. ]

I give it three days before we're changing the plan. But I'll keep an eye on Sam for you.

[ as if she's not going to be keeping an eye on all of them. ]

[aploun]

[ He doesn't think they're going to be fine, either. But, he knows as the leaders, they have to at least pretend a little bit that it will be fine. Keep morale up and whatnot.

It's all good.............. ]

Pretty generous estimate. [ a lopsided grin hooks up one side of his mouth. ] I'm guessing the supplies they're giving us won't even last those three days.

[ But. They'll figure something out. Probably.

He takes a breath and runs a hand through his hair as if that's going to jog loose some sort of Perfect Plan to figure this shit out. ]

Looking forward to working with you, anyway.