ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Qwepir]

the drspghp can never end it will shine bright eternally

[Ad Bot]

[Operator¹]

Bell goes to the mess hall to get some breakfast.

[CypherX]

happy america day everyone


Gus wakes up from his nap, showers, and heads down to mess.

[Tayasaurus]

Since it's thanksgiving will there be any festivities happening on base today?

[Qwepir]

Since it's thanksgiving will there be any festivities happening on base today?

you're currently in the delta, aka party central
i'm sure your character can ask around/do some research and find some excuse to celebrate somethingorother

[NoZoner]

Almost done. Richard looks up from his paper and notices Gus and Bell entering the mess hall. He waves at them.

[Operator¹]

Bell heads over to Richard in the mess hall. "Hey, how did the mission go?"

[NoZoner]

"Not bad, for the most part. We managed to break in undetected and destroy two of the targets. The third one, however..."

Richard passes the report over for Bell to read. The executive summary describes most of what happened in detail.

[Operator¹]

Bell picks up the report and reads it.

"Yeah, that's unfortunate, at least you guys got out of there alive," she hands the report back to him.

"If you have any time to kill later, we could probably go up and do some simulation flights."

[CypherX]

Gus grabs a tray of Deltan food and heads over to Bell and Richard's table. He sits down and skims the paper in front of Bell, enough to understand the meaning.

He rubs his eyes and sighs. "I hope our next mission will be to sink that bastard."

[Tayasaurus]

Tippy looks around her room impressed. The bot had cleaned every inch of the room to near perfection and she couldn't even begin to know how he did it without some of the required cleaning tools. He even cleaned her computer screen which was nice. Not a speck of dust could be found in the moderately sized room.

"Wow. When you do a job you really commit. I am going to need a run-down on some of this since the organization is different now."

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko gets out of the shower and puts on fresh clothes. He stupors through the crew quarters absent-mindedly, running through hypothetical conversations in his head, trying to avoid accusations of cowardice for running from the massive gunship.

He gets to his room and throws himself on his bed. Jaakko feels a cord like mass wriggle underneath his back. He yells and jumps out of bed. The lights reveal a large, one and a half foot long centipede sitting on his bed. It has massive jaws and a sickly look about it.

"Ah forget!" He yells.

[NoZoner]

Richard takes back the report and looks over it again. He retraces the events in his mind, setting the papers down as he comes to the Mercanan flight's demise.

"I don't know about next mission, but we'll definitely make sure that forgeter bites the dust before we're done here. In the meantime, getting some AR practice in wouldn't hurt."

Richard glances at the clock on the wall.

"Alright. I'll take these up to the CO and see what he makes of it. If you guys are still free when I get back, we'll figure out something to do. See you in a minute."

He gets up out of his seat and waves as he exits the mess hall.

Somewhere along the way to the CO's office, Richard starts to feel as though he's forgetting something. What day is it today, again? Before he can recall, a resounding "Ah, forget!" echoes through the hallways behind him. He looks back in confusion before resuming his trek to the office. Upon arriving, he raps his knuckle against the door.

[Qwepir]

"Wow. When you do a job you really commit. I am going to need a run-down on some of this since the organization is different now."

It thanks you for what it perceived as a compliment and gives a brief, to the point rundown of where all the mundanities like clothes and documents are before getting to the more interesting parts.
: Lastly, your firearms are in their container, hidden under that loose floorboard along with your pet spider's temporary habitat and the contraband I assume the previous occupant was hiding. This room should now pass a theoretical random inspection. However, I advise you get rid of the drugs as soon as possible, one way or another. From what I understand, Aesthia is far less tolerant of drugs than they are of personal weapons.

He looks back in confusion before resuming his trek to the office. Upon arriving, he raps his knuckle against the door.

: Come in.

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko scrambles to find anything to smash the centipede with, but fails to produce anything. It snaps its jaws at him, making an audible click. The centipede is still on the bed however. Jaakko rips the sheet of the bed, throwing the centipede off the bed. It connects with his boot and bites on a string, severing it.

"Gods damn it!" Jaakko yells.

He kicks hard, and the centipede flies across the room, hitting the opposite wall with a thud. Lands on its back, rights itself, and skitters to get under a small collection of drawers that are built into the desk. Jaakko approaches and crushes the bug's back with his heel. The impact makes a sickening chitinous crack, and Jaakko can feel the centipede rupture under the force of his heel. The bug wriggles around, but cannot move. Jaakko kicks the pest away from the desk and smashes its head. The attack renders the same effect, with another sickening crack. The bug, however, stops moving aside from the occasional twitch.

The ruckus may have woken anyone who was still sleeping.