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More commotion, more loud noises. He had enough. He just couldn’t see how this group could possibly work together effectively. He took comfort in his hope that a serious problem at the laboratory was unlikely. Because if there was a problem that required them to work together, they were beyond fraked. It reminded him of a documentary about the behavior of individuals in confined spaces, such as submarines. The poultry they tested it on got aggressive toward each other in mere days.

Daniel got up and approached the group around the pilots. “Oi, could you please tone it down a notch or two? You’re making my teeth hurt.” he said, “Especially you.” he added, pointing at Marie as she was leaving. “Private Igneal, as for your comments. I might be wrong, but I’m afraid these two individuals, no matter what we think about them, are our superiors and we should treat them that way. Unless we are told otherwise by the good Sergeant over there. Let us hope that will be the case, as it seems like every minute we spend in one room together is destabilising the universe.” He paused for a while. “And did she really say she talks to her toys? Am I the only one who finds that just a little bit disturbing?”
Something, or rather someone, tore Daniel away from his thoughts for the second time today, and it was also a pilot to boot. What was it with these people? Given her glare, attitude and the way she spoke, working with her was going to be a treat. “Our stations? If there is one, I’d be happy to know where mine is. As far as I know, my station is a bunk until we reach the laboratory, but since nobody delivered the promised briefing, What do I know?” he thought.

In the time he spent sitting there, wondering about the colony and what awaited them, the lobby was filling up. “We lose contact with a colony and they send a large group of questionable individuals instead of four guys to fix their busted communications array or something. This is going to be a bloody circus.” he thought chuckling at the thought of this group reaching the laboratory, only to be faced with a trivial problem. The arrival of the team’s ranking officer improved his mood a bit, as it meant someone who most likely knew more than him about the situation was at hand at last.
Daniel’s mind filtered away the low drone of the aircraft’s engines, the occasional rattling of secured tanks and the chatter of over thirty French soldiers he hitched a ride with, leaving him to his thoughts. He still couldn’t believe it. In an age where humanity created practically usable artificial gravity and established a colony outside the Milky way, it took him 29 years to leave earth. His excitement was coated in a layer of bitterness, however. The laboratory went silent and remained that way for three days now. The fact that the documents regarding this mission he was told he will get never found his way to him didn’t help the situation at all. A voice in his head told him that operating solely on information he read in a science magazine wasn’t safe. He rummaged through his bag and the file containing his documents, earning a few puzzled looks from the French crewmen, but found nothing.

“Lavit Launch Facility is directly on our Starboard side. We’re landing in five minutes, so stay buckled up.” He looked out the window and observed the anthill that was the launch pad, dominated by the Sentinel in the middle. As soon as the plane landed, he let the French deal with the jammed cargo ramp and headed towards the building through which he assumed they were supposed to board the ship. After looking around in vain to find an officer in charge of the operation, he found the room mentioned in his transfer order. Two people were already inside, one civilian and one military by their looks. He shot a quick salute to the soldier and sat down, his mind trying to find a reason why someone would wear a uniform with the camo pattern nearly two centuries old, and failing to come up with any.
As for the weapons section of the Technology area, I'm still a bit out of ideas and could use suggestions.


I don't see a reason to get too creative, as firearms as we know them toady are "good enough" It's a simple tool that fires a cheap projectile that tears flesh, snaps bones and could even poison you if it stays in for too long. Only way to improve I can think of would be a small caliber, somewhere around 5.56mm (cheaper, lighter) and increasing velocity (better accuracy, shorter travel time, more severe tissue damage).


Technological background, great! I assume we will get more in other areas (personal armor, weapons and equipment, communication, medicne...) as well?
If there's room, I'm interested.
In Voidhawk 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
if you dont mind being a Scientist


Unfortunately, playing the role of a scientist would require me to understand the field the character specializes in. That's far beyond my capacity.
In Voidhawk 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hi, still have a protector spot? Or am I too late?
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