FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
High above the arctic tundra a plane flew low over the scenery, silent but no less deadly considering the people they had on board. They where the team that had been sent in to make contact with the the scouts who had gone ahead to examine a set of ancient ruins that had come unearthed amidst the tundra. Which was very odd to say the least. This wasn't like the Russian ice-feilds after all. The Arctic tundra rarely changed dramatically. So when the ruins appeared, everyone all around the world was interested in sending an exploration team to find out when, and where, and why. Since it was on American soil, the American's got the first shot at it, and they did. They sent in the first team, a scouting party of si straight to the ruins to see what they could find while the government organized more teams to take over. Like this Team, Team Alpha. The lead team.
The Captain of this team was General Chanson Michealis. He would be in charge of the entire operation. When he told you do so something, you would do it. He had hand picked this team of five others, because they where the best in what they did. He was a sword specialist. He was a practitioner of the art of fencing, and had even won a few trophies. He was considered a military genius because of his tactical abilities and his skills as a leader, as well as how fast he'd risen from the ranks of a ground troupe to a three star general.
Ananda Mira, for example was a Sniper who had just come back from a war, her instincts still hot, her skills still honed. She had signed on for this trip for a bit of a breather away from active combat. She could hit a flipped quarter from four hundred feet, but that didn't mean she was helpless up close. She was a master of three different martial arts, she was one of the most dangerous people on the team because if she wanted you dead, you where dead, and if she was pissed off with you before that, well she played with you first. She was the eldest of three siblings. Both of which where also on the team.
Miranda Dover. The Medic and doctor of the team. She was one of the most impressive surgeons in the field of medicine and was also a major in biology and genetics. She has no experience in defending herself in any situation. She's never so much as been attacked before. She's the youngest of the three siblings, and is married to the historical expert. That said, she isn't afraid to smack anyone upside the head for annoying her, messing up her labs or hospital stations or picking on her, well, feminine husband. she had actually gotten in a lot of trouble once for stabbing someone with a scalpel when they didn't stop picking on her husband right in front of her.
“We're almost there.” Chanson stated, standing up from his seat in the small aircraft. “grab your gear and be ready, there was a report of a distress signal a while back but it stopped after an hour. The Scouts reported that it was a malfunction but we don't want to take any chances if there was a cave in or something.” he admitted. “make sure to watch your step.” he ordered. Watching the massive ruins come into view. The private jet would land just outside, and they would walk the half a mile to the base camp where the Scout Team was supposed to be. Problem was, even from that short a distance, there seamed to be no sign of the scout team.
The Captain of this team was General Chanson Michealis. He would be in charge of the entire operation. When he told you do so something, you would do it. He had hand picked this team of five others, because they where the best in what they did. He was a sword specialist. He was a practitioner of the art of fencing, and had even won a few trophies. He was considered a military genius because of his tactical abilities and his skills as a leader, as well as how fast he'd risen from the ranks of a ground troupe to a three star general.
Ananda Mira, for example was a Sniper who had just come back from a war, her instincts still hot, her skills still honed. She had signed on for this trip for a bit of a breather away from active combat. She could hit a flipped quarter from four hundred feet, but that didn't mean she was helpless up close. She was a master of three different martial arts, she was one of the most dangerous people on the team because if she wanted you dead, you where dead, and if she was pissed off with you before that, well she played with you first. She was the eldest of three siblings. Both of which where also on the team.
Miranda Dover. The Medic and doctor of the team. She was one of the most impressive surgeons in the field of medicine and was also a major in biology and genetics. She has no experience in defending herself in any situation. She's never so much as been attacked before. She's the youngest of the three siblings, and is married to the historical expert. That said, she isn't afraid to smack anyone upside the head for annoying her, messing up her labs or hospital stations or picking on her, well, feminine husband. she had actually gotten in a lot of trouble once for stabbing someone with a scalpel when they didn't stop picking on her husband right in front of her.
“We're almost there.” Chanson stated, standing up from his seat in the small aircraft. “grab your gear and be ready, there was a report of a distress signal a while back but it stopped after an hour. The Scouts reported that it was a malfunction but we don't want to take any chances if there was a cave in or something.” he admitted. “make sure to watch your step.” he ordered. Watching the massive ruins come into view. The private jet would land just outside, and they would walk the half a mile to the base camp where the Scout Team was supposed to be. Problem was, even from that short a distance, there seamed to be no sign of the scout team.