Esailia

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Sorry about my slow post. But its up now, and I'm ready to breach!

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

At the pilot's suggestion, Esailia did hook up her PADD to the chopper's gun cam, and what she saw did not make her happy. open space and no dust clouds to block possible sniper shots. She flipped to Kensington's frequency once more "Pilot, when you land, get as close as you can to the crawler. My squad will hot hop and you can get back into the air. If we see signs of infantry inside, you'll be the first to know." The feline captain kept the comm open as she started scanning the outside of the crawler's hull while, in another window, she brought up the usual blueprints for the huge vehicles.

"I don't like our choices. It's either up the front ladders, or in through a roof hatch. I doubt we can get one of the cargo doors to lower from the outside. Both the other options can be easily covered by a single soldier. How's your aim, Kensington?"

Esailia waited for an answer, then swapped to local comms for her squad "Wynn, get up those stairs as quick as you can, White and I will be right on your tail. Breach the moment White taps your back, and get inside as fast as you can. Tight quarters might not be the best, but it's hell of a lot better than having our brains blown out by sniper fire." Her soldiers nodded, cocking weapons and checking their gear as per usual operating procedure. The feline swapped to the ATCV's channel "Edward, your time will come if the chopper comes under fire, we will need you to come up and cover us and any civvies we find. In the meantime, get to a safe spot, and get your hacking kit set up." Edward had been driving over the bumpy behind the GEARs, but slowed to a stop out of sight of the crawlers and threw out a quick "Yes, Ma'am!" before scrambling into the back of the ATCV to prep his station.

Flipping to the overall comms, she reported in "Fire squad is moving in. We will head for crew and passenger quarters first. Find any survivors we can. Then to the bridge to find out what happened. Esailia out." She cut out, slipped her PADD into its secured position in her vest, before grabbing up her rifle to check herself. With all three ready, she once more clicked the pilot's comm on "Ready for drop off."

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Sorry about my absence. I've had a rough two weeks. Anyway! So does the firesquad have clearance to drop yet?

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Bugger all...sorry about the late post from me. I'm laid low with strep throat. That last post was helped by a friend. Hopefully I am not indisposed for long. <3s all

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Down below the hanger, Edward has already zoomed out of the engineering bay in the ATCV. "Private Edward reporting to Captain Esailia! All modifications are finished and secure. Falling in behind the GEARs!" the fox was yelling as he spoke into his radio, due to the roaring all around him from the GEARs' legs booming the ground and the sound of the engine. Meanwhile in the hanger...

The chopper's blades were almost at take off speed when Nathanial and Naida dashed into the hanger bay. "Next time listen to me!" The fox was yelling to Nathanial, who was already panting slightly. Neither said anything as the leapt for the chopper just as the skids were raising off the floor, only managing to get in at the last moment, Esailia staring at them the whole time. The pair gave a halfhearted salute to Esailia, who said nothing to them, simply looked back down at her PADD, clicking on her comm "Good work, Private. I knew you could do it." before swapping to the pilot's frequency "Captain Esailia to chopper pilot. My soldiers have jumped from low flying aircraft in the past. Inform me if the drop point is hot when we get there."

Esailia then turned her attention to her last two soldiers "Next time listen to her. Her nose is better than yours." The feline captain chuckled, and started coughing lightly "I hate flying." She muttered under her breath, staring out the door as the zipped through the air.

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Esailia had just walked up to the helicopter, giving a nod of greeting to Kensington before she spoke into her advanced headset "Read you, pilot. Report on status, and someone get my fire squad on their comms, get them to report in!"

In the vehicle bay, one of the techies flagged Edward down, tapping his headset. Edward had been directing and helping with getting the extra arrmor onto the ATCV, but he did notice the waving hand in his direction. Nodding, he wiped his hand off on his jump suit before flipping his radio on "Test 1 3. Test 1 3. Private Edward of the firesquad reporting in. modifications almost complete, we'll be wheels out ready in less than an hour."

Just before Naida and Nathanial, fully geared, were leaving, one of the supply officers caught them "Message just came in, someone on the mission is calling on the comm. Your CO wants a report on your status." The pair looked at each other, and tapped their own headsets on "Yo, Sargent Nathanial and private Naida here, just leaving the lovely supply officer with our gear. We're heading to the vehicle bay to drop off our secondary kits, ETA to chopper ten minutes or less or your money back."

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Breifing end

"Alright, Nethanial and Naida. Pack two kits, sniper/rpg and short range. NO explosives. I don't want damage to the interior, but I want to have the ability to cover our GEARs if the need arises. Edward. Prep the ATCV and stay with it. I want the vulcan fitted to the roof, and the rumble seat covered with angled armor. We will have civvies to transport, we need the space. Make requisitions as you see fit. We'll deal with the rep crews when we get back, I doubt they'll be happy with your modifications. Drop your long range gear at the ATCV, then meet me at the chopper. Get going."

The fire team jumped to their respective tasks, Nathanial and Naida jogging towards the armory. The tiger glanced down at his teammate "What do you think, shotty or smg?" The fox shrugged lightly "I don't think you'd like the kick of a shotgun. You'd bruise yourself." She joked, before sobering "SmG, easier to reload and in such close quarters the size will help as well." Nathanial chuckled as the turned the corner into the armory "Yeah, who wants to date someone who's damaged?" He shot back, smirking as they got to work getting their respective load-outs.

Edward saluted his captain, dashing out the door with her and turning opposite the other two, with the captain grabbing a pack with a foot soldier's basic load-out beside the door. Half way to the hanger, he asked "Ma'am? You've never asked for the vulcan before. What trouble do you think is there if you want to be able to pierce heavy tank armor?" The feline CO glanced over her shoulder, answering "Normal bandits don't have GEARs most of the time, and I doubt the recon has a full report of all the vehicles they have. I want to have the ability to kneecap any GEARs we meet during extraction, and it'll work for light armor as well, if not better."

They reached the entrance to the vehicle bay, and Edward saluted again "Yes, Ma'am. I'll whip the crew to finish the modifications before go time." Before he rushed off, yelling at a few engineers to him. Esailia watched him a moment, still a bit amused at how much the shy, quiet Edward could command so much attention once he was in an engineering bay. Those on duty snapped to and scrambled to obey Edward, as if he had a general's cap on his head instead of welder's goggles.

Esailia started off again, jogging through a few more corridors. She was just about to reach the doors of the hanger when she stopped short and keeled over in pain, holding her stomach. She began coughing uncontrollably seconds later. The feline captain was in this position for a few minutes, hopefully with no one finding her in that time, before she wiped her lips with the back of her hand...leaving a crimson trail on the fabric. She looked at it a moment, recalling a similar image from long ago. She shook her head and rubbed the stain in until it was barely visible, scolding herself for her lapse in concentration. She headed into the hanger, slowing her pace to pull out her PADD and examine the details while she waited for her team.

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Captain Esailia and her fire squad stood near the back of the room, as Esailia wanted to avoid stepping on toes and looking like they thought they were more important. During the speech, Nathaniel leaned over and quietly whispered "Give you three guesses what our job'll be once we find those crawlers." Which got a quick retort from his CO "Quiet. You'll have your say afterward." A moment passed before Esailia stepped up and saluted "Sir, sudden dust storms could affect the chopper's ability to carry my squad, permission to have our ATCV fueled and ready as backup?"

Behind her, Naida and Edward were having their own conversation in hushed tones "I don't like this, bro. I have a bad feeling about those Crawlers. I've seen the inside of one. The corridors are murder if you get into a firefight in one. One 'nade and the interior gets a new c-" Edward cut her off with both hands waving in her face "Shh. Less I know, remember!?" Naida nodded in agreement "Well, I just hope the crawlers haven't been infested."

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Just so no one's curious, I'm still here ^_^

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Time passed for Esailia. She kept to herself, mostly sipping her drink and occasionally poking at her PADD. Anyone nearby would see a map on the screen, with doodles of tactical scenarios. The cat seemed in her own world, and after awhile, she too picked up her glass and headed out the door. Wandering the halls of her new post, she would nod at passerby while she finished off her milk, eventually winding up at her quarters and turning in for the night.

Meanwhile, back at the bar, Naida was enjoying the smalltalk with Mike "I was just assigned here with my brother. Four of us, including our Captain. We are meant to prevent enemy fireteams from getting at your GEARs, and to balance the flow of combat on the battlefield. We arrived only this morning." She downed the remainder of her drink, slapping the mug down on the table with a gasp "Let me tell you, this is a better post so far than the last place!" She let out a yipping laugh as she leaned forward wiping her mouth.

Across the room, Edward had been nearly forgotten in the crowd, as was his usual strategy. He spoke better to electronics than to flesh and blood, aside from his sister. He maneuvered past a few of the more intoxicated people, and found Nathaniel sprawled across the bar, half asleep. Rolling his eyes, Edward slipped in beside the tiger, tapping his shoulder lightly "Eh..sir? I...thiink we need to get you to bed..." The drunken Nathanial groggily lifted himself up, looking at his comrade for a few moments, then grinned "Eddy! Good to shee youu shtuck arounnd!" The tiger slapped Edward on the back, nearly falling from his perch on the bar stool. "Heh...yeah, big surprise. Now...let's get you to your quarters, come on. No sense in being dishonorably discharged on your first day." Edward muttered as he wrapped an arm around his friend, helping him to his feet before heading out the door.