"The Void." Dojoville, Trayve Shield Dome. ======================== "-The drive took heavy damage, ruptured, and created a localized slip space field. Last known transmission lead us to believe pirates where the cause. The ship is still mostly intact, torn in two, the drive is making one half impossible to board, swallowing most of the second part. First half is being cleared by the damned pirates." The hologram paused for a moment, the tiny copy of ONSC Commander Lydia Frye letting the information sink in. The room was dimly lit, four tall soldiers standing in the room, dressed in everyday clothing. Emily "Minx" Black, F-083 Evans Xio, G-012 Conner Rachtham, G-101 Ashley Gard, E-034 The four soldiers made up their small fireteam- "Gallahad, your mission is to exterminate local hostiles, and protect the science team that will arrive after to examine and shut down the field. The two pieces are stuck in dead space, unmoving. The field however is releasing arcs of energy, and warping random objects from wherever its end point is." A few groans came from them, complications in a mission, they where always there. The joys of being the best was you where used as the pack mule for everything. It was their job though, raised to do it from the beginning. "You leave at 1200 hours, two from when you see this message. Would inform you myself, but matters at Asgard are more demanding. Make us proud, Gallahad." At that, Lydia stood straight and saluted, and the hologram shut off, the lights returning to normal. Minx was the first to speak. "Space walk! Hell yeah, I haven't done this yet. What's it like, Ashley?" The short, peppy blue haired girl turned to her comrade; a raven haired, blue eyed veteran. Ashley responded then, keeping a formal tone. "Weightless. Wearing more than half a ton in armor and its poof, gone. Simulations make it as realistic as possible, but its still nothing compared to the real deal." Evans laughed then, simulations where always a joke. "Since when do simulations ever seem real? Last time they where was when the Alpha's where in training." Conner chuckled then, he knew how Alphas where, brutal, unforgiving in battle. They where the originals. That same terrifying power carried through the rest of the generations. Ashley spoke again. "They're all late thirties early forties, mostly survive on cyro-sleep and rations. Then again we do too, just a bit better than rations." Minx chuckled then, continuing on; "Hey, Spam isn't so bad! I mean eating it all the time yeah-" "Minx that shit is worse than MRE's. I was so sick of eating it back when we where on Hel clearing out those three headed scorpion things." Conner butted in. "You mean the damned Hark-Teeth? Those things where the -blam!-ing worst!" Evans joined in, remembering the long stake out, clearing out tunnels to set up a research base. "The first day, one of the rookies, that boy Shawn-" Ashley joined in then, reminiscing. "He got his uniform torn wide open when he went through the hatch!" Minx laughed then, giggling like a school girl. "Yeah, yeah! Then he was so damned pissy, only made it better when he forgot his rifle on the shuttle. Damn was he angry, never before did I hear the term 'beef jerky looking, six legged stingy bitches' before." Evan shook his head, letting out a low chuckle. Each of then laughed then, sharing in the memory of the poor grunt Shawn. Slowly though they stopped, each stuck in nostalgia. Minx started up then; "Then the meal that we got once we finished. I remember Conner spilled his corn all over himself when he was rushing over to the table." Ashley let out a snort then, remembering the pained look on Conner's face when more than half his corn was stuck to his uniform. Minx dying of laughter at the table while Evan tried to hold his in. "Ay, I was excited! That was actual food, leagues ahead of goose liver and bread!" Each of them laughed again, going on longer then as they all calmed down, and Ashley was the first to break the silence this time, after a few minutes. "We should get going, the eggheads are probably waiting for us." "Yeah they probably got their panties in a bunch, worrying about where their escort is." Minx said. Evans laughed then, and went for the door, the others following suit. [spoiler]Closed Open to advice or critic [/spoiler]