10-15-2015, 04:24 AM
With little to no resistance the shimmering field gave way and parted before the metal hand and Stephan almost tumbled forward, having put too much pressure behind it.
He was immediately assaulted by the blazing heat from all around and blindingly bright sun from on above. Eventually the eye adjusted to light and a scene of desolated town unfurled before the vision of the Captain. Despite some commotion and the usual traffic near the gates, sparse as it was, shuffling him to the sideways he could see that most of the buildings in the distance were worn, and definitely seen better days.
Well, seems like a good place to start anew… Who am I kidding, I have to get out of this dump and see if there is anything else here
Mused Donnel as he walked ahead past some chatting strangers, there seemed to be a lot of kids here.
What did they even forget here, not like this is a sandpit for them…
With all that heat around and blazing sun above being soaked in water suddenly seemed like a good thing, it probably gave him some time before he started suffering from overheating, with all that heavy clothes and whatnot... But judging by the amount of vapour floating upwards it didn’t seem like it would last long.
As the old man advanced away from the Gate the featureless nexus ground was rapidly covered and then completely replaced by the layer of sand. Not that far away from the portal there was a small post with a couple of tired looking soldiers in strange equipment, one of them stepped forward, raising his hand.
Hey, you, steamy person. What is your business here? Not like we care, but regulations are set.
Captain stopped, trying to find purchase in the treacherous sand that replaced the blank, but firm, plane that was underneath his feet before.
Well, I just wandered in. Looking for something to do, maybe run into some other business that I could make mine.
You are a troublemaker? The trooper was taken back a bit, reaching hand up to his helmet as if in preparation to call someone in.
No, no, just too tired by all this sudden shmuck that dropped on me after I dropped near that one fountain back there. The man waved backwards dismissingly.
Hell, you’re a new prime? This is above my paygrade, just go sounder over to “Rick’s” someone will fill you in over there, I am not payed enough to deal with you. No offense. Soldier pointed somewhere over to the town behind him, obviously wanting to finish the conversation as fast as he could. Barely throwing the words out of his mouth he hurried back to his comrades behind.
Some taken Stephan noted with a slight grumble walking past the soldiers in the noted direction. He could deal with them later.
"Above paygrade" my arse...
He was immediately assaulted by the blazing heat from all around and blindingly bright sun from on above. Eventually the eye adjusted to light and a scene of desolated town unfurled before the vision of the Captain. Despite some commotion and the usual traffic near the gates, sparse as it was, shuffling him to the sideways he could see that most of the buildings in the distance were worn, and definitely seen better days.
Well, seems like a good place to start anew… Who am I kidding, I have to get out of this dump and see if there is anything else here
Mused Donnel as he walked ahead past some chatting strangers, there seemed to be a lot of kids here.
What did they even forget here, not like this is a sandpit for them…
With all that heat around and blazing sun above being soaked in water suddenly seemed like a good thing, it probably gave him some time before he started suffering from overheating, with all that heavy clothes and whatnot... But judging by the amount of vapour floating upwards it didn’t seem like it would last long.
As the old man advanced away from the Gate the featureless nexus ground was rapidly covered and then completely replaced by the layer of sand. Not that far away from the portal there was a small post with a couple of tired looking soldiers in strange equipment, one of them stepped forward, raising his hand.
Hey, you, steamy person. What is your business here? Not like we care, but regulations are set.
Captain stopped, trying to find purchase in the treacherous sand that replaced the blank, but firm, plane that was underneath his feet before.
Well, I just wandered in. Looking for something to do, maybe run into some other business that I could make mine.
You are a troublemaker? The trooper was taken back a bit, reaching hand up to his helmet as if in preparation to call someone in.
No, no, just too tired by all this sudden shmuck that dropped on me after I dropped near that one fountain back there. The man waved backwards dismissingly.
Hell, you’re a new prime? This is above my paygrade, just go sounder over to “Rick’s” someone will fill you in over there, I am not payed enough to deal with you. No offense. Soldier pointed somewhere over to the town behind him, obviously wanting to finish the conversation as fast as he could. Barely throwing the words out of his mouth he hurried back to his comrades behind.
Some taken Stephan noted with a slight grumble walking past the soldiers in the noted direction. He could deal with them later.
"Above paygrade" my arse...
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