09-06-2016, 05:42 AM
Val M'Damma rubbed his balding head nervously with one hand and fondled his opulent blue jacket with the other. Despite the commotion all around him, he remained lost in his own little world. Yes, he was a diplomat. Yes, he was surrounded by stormtroopers. However, his political sway was minimal, his escort was an assortment of rookies, and he was being sent to investigate a demonic castle that quite literally came out of nowhere.
His military entourage moved with skillful diligence, despite their lack of experience. Patches, the team's resident medic and designated science officer, gathered his tools of measurement, observation, and investigation. Patches had every intention of absorbing every scientific nuance this island had to offer. Epps, the team's demolitions expert, tossed a thermal detonator from hand to hand, having already packed his gear. A man of simple needs, he had stuffed his pack with explosives and extra ammunition. Team leader Sergeant Addom walked from soldier to soldier, inspecting their gear. Reconnaissance specialist Yugo finished cleaning his rifle before slipping the strap over his shoulder. The drop-ship finally flashed a warning, alerting the team to landfall.
"Alright Epsilon 12," Addom buzzed through his helmet. "Stay tight, stay sharp, stay alive."
"Man I love it when he plays the fearless leader." Epps whispers to Yugo. Yugo simply rolls his eyes behind is visor and scans the ragged terrain. M'Damma scuttled behind the team, like a chick following a mother hen. The Stormtroopers start setting up camp, using durasteel containers filled with simple tents and cooking appliances to build a kitchen and headquarters. Epps emptied his pack of its E-Web cannon components and assembled them. Yugo kept watch, standing diligently on a small hill. Once the HQ was up and running, Addom led M'Damma in and laid out a map of the island.
"Alright, Sir. How can my team make this easy for you?"
His military entourage moved with skillful diligence, despite their lack of experience. Patches, the team's resident medic and designated science officer, gathered his tools of measurement, observation, and investigation. Patches had every intention of absorbing every scientific nuance this island had to offer. Epps, the team's demolitions expert, tossed a thermal detonator from hand to hand, having already packed his gear. A man of simple needs, he had stuffed his pack with explosives and extra ammunition. Team leader Sergeant Addom walked from soldier to soldier, inspecting their gear. Reconnaissance specialist Yugo finished cleaning his rifle before slipping the strap over his shoulder. The drop-ship finally flashed a warning, alerting the team to landfall.
"Alright Epsilon 12," Addom buzzed through his helmet. "Stay tight, stay sharp, stay alive."
"Man I love it when he plays the fearless leader." Epps whispers to Yugo. Yugo simply rolls his eyes behind is visor and scans the ragged terrain. M'Damma scuttled behind the team, like a chick following a mother hen. The Stormtroopers start setting up camp, using durasteel containers filled with simple tents and cooking appliances to build a kitchen and headquarters. Epps emptied his pack of its E-Web cannon components and assembled them. Yugo kept watch, standing diligently on a small hill. Once the HQ was up and running, Addom led M'Damma in and laid out a map of the island.
"Alright, Sir. How can my team make this easy for you?"
From Hawaii, With Love
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"Joe: You're gonna get the most dramatic entrance, dramaticc with two c's
Dust: you know what else has two C's?
Joe: What?
Dust: chicken nuggets"