repsol rave

2/10 havn't seen you around before, tough it's always nice meeting new people!

As Repsol recieved his orders through his helmet radio, he made his way back to the font door. He deactivated his cloaking device on the way back, renderin ghim completely visible again. He also got his shotgun frpm his back and at the ready. He started to gallop towards the rest of his squad. Right as he came around the corner, he was met with an explosion and the creaking of metal. The doors flung open and the squad moved inside. Repsol was just quick enough to join in to the breaching formation as the back guy, covering therest of the squad's backs. The inside of the room startled Repsol. The bodies clad in alliance armor lay all in a line, without traces of any struggle or battle. It must have been a perfect breach. Their blood still caked on the wall behind them. Letting his thoughts roam around in his head, he eventually trotted up to the marines, inspecting the bodies, then turned back to the squad. "This doesn't make any sense. Why would there be both Alliance and Crystal Empire corpses out here? I thought the Empire didn't target the same species?"

As Repsol recognised the object as a corpse, a shudder made it's way down his spine. Slowly backing away from the large creature, now extra carefull not to make himself visible for it, he called out over the radio. "Uhh... Squad, i've got a corpse up here. Seems like it's from the Crystal Empire. " He looked around once. "Only one corpse in my direct vicinity tough." Somehow, seeing this corpse was kind of comforting. If there where still bodies out here, the ones that caused it couldn't have been the same as the ones that blacked out the colonies, right? Anyway, what seemed to be a normal recovery mission seemed to get a whole lot darker. And he was now on top of his game. As he silently trotted over to a nearby door, he noticed it had no power. Wedging it open would give away his position for sure, and he still wasn't sure what to think of the large cow like creatures. "doors are shut, looking for alternative routes now." He trotted around the building, looking for a possible way in. After a while he found a window that had been broken already. He checked his surroundings once before cautiously peeking his head through the broken glass.

Repsol mentally groaned at the harsh reply he recieved through his helmet's speaker. Carefull not to broadcast it over the radio, ha muttered something under his breath about her being back there while he was getting his nerves killed out here. As he moved away from the wall and back into the open, he made his way further towards the dots on his motion scanner. Tough what he found, wasn't exactly what he expected to find. He sighed once and lowered his shotgun before placing it on his back again. As he heared the voice of his commanding officer call out over the radio, he turned his back to the peacefull lookinh creatures. "I have some cow-like animals up here, Gaze. They seem to be harmless, unless you're made out of grass." He let an audible smirk form on his muzzle. As he turned back to the creatures again, he made out a faint glint under one of their hooves. It looked like something metallic, tough he couldn't quite make out what it was. He was still cloaked in his invisible field, so the creatures shouldn't have spot him yet. Atleast, they didn't show any signs they had spot him. He silently inced closer to the creature with the metal object under it's hoof.

sorry for taking so long guys (damned timezones!) anyway, i feel like action coming up soon, this should be goooood

@@xzeno, Repsol got low as gaze mentioned the squad the do so. He waited anctiously as she went over the drones readings. After a few seconds, Gaze called over her radio to Repsol. Upon hearing this, he gulped once before replying with a short: "Affirmative". He kinda hoped it was just some harmless local wildlife they could scare away with some shots in the air. He moved closer as he cautiously eyed the signatures on his motion tracker. As soon as he passed gaze, he looked at her once before activating his cloaking device, rendering him invisible. Well, almost anyway, tough in this environment it would be very, very hard to spot his shadow. As he silently moved towards the station, he could see it appear through the dense forest. He got his shotgun from his back and held it ready to kill anything that got in close enough range. He was just a few dozen meters out now, tough he couldn't see anyting yet. After pressing away some large leaves with one of his hooves, the tower came into sight. Carefull not to move too much plants as he did so, he slowly moved from out of the trees into the open canopy surrounding the tower. The signatures where still there, tough he couldn't see anything. Right as he was about to call out over his radio, the signatures bagan to move. He quickly trotted towards the station and pressed against a outside wall, carefull to not make any noise as his armor pressed against the station. He went for his radio again. "Squad, i've got motion on the signatures. No visual, Do i have permission to move in?"

The answer Repsol recieved was pretty uncomforting. For all he knew, they could be trotting into a damn deathtrap, and nopony would even see it coming. The fact the tower went out slightly before the colonies was also rather suspicious. Who or whatever might be the cause of all the blackouts has definitely been here, and maybe still was. As his helmet's radio crackled to life, he responded with a simple "Following.", carefull not to fall into regular habits and refer to his commanding officer as ma'am. The dust and mud thrown into the air by the shuttle sticked to his helmet's visor, restricting his view. He wiped a hoof over it in an attempt to clean it, but only succeeds in spreading the dirt out. Letting out a annoyed groan, he removed the helmet entirely. This however was a pretty bad move as the immense humidity attacked his now bare face. Leaving no time to spare, he swiftly wiped his helmet's visor of any mud and quickly pressed it over his head again, silently cussing at himself for ever taking the thing off. Now with better vision, Repsol looked around. The thick forest seemed to be extending for an eternity, and probably where. There was pretty much no sign of sivilisation anywhere, and it was only that he knew that there was a radio tower there somewhere, otherwise he would have thought they where the first to set hoof in this place. Now thinking about it, he had seen the tower sticking out over the canopy, tough he was never really good at making assumptions. He decided to call over the radio.@@xzeno, "Ma- uhm... Gaze, do we have an expected time of arrival?"

Repsol trotted out of the shuttle, feeling his heart sink as the pilot mentions something about dieing. As he approached the Mare, he couldn't help but scan her over. She didn't look like a merc, so that was kind of unsettling. What would somepony from the alliance need with a squad of mercs? The answer came as his gaze came to the alliance logo, ar atleast, where it should have been. No alliance then... figures. He was pulled from his train of thought as the mare started to speak up. Her voice wasn't the harsh commanding voice Repsol was expecting, tough it did carry a tone that said 'dont mess with me'. Her briefing wasn't very long, tough it wasn't really needed to have long talks now. They had their briefing on the shuttle, and the sooner Repsol got his hooves from the mud of this planet, the better. As the mare Repsol now knew as Gaze finished her short briefing, Repsol perked up a bit. "Yeah i got a question here." He said as he raised his hoof. "If this is just a simple recover OP, why not just send a recover unit, or even a drone? A whole merc squad seems kind of overkill to me."

34333 how's it goin over here?

yeah problem is i have no idea what to say! everypony is nervous and stuff, so starting a random conversation would be kinda out of character for me. :/

yeah we should! OT: 10/10! who doesn't know you?

ninja's, they're everywhere! for you i think about a 8/10. you have a very distinctive avatar