Personnel deployed:
- Ensign Princeps Augustus
- Ensign Myst Rose
- Able Seaman syd
- Able Seaman Guido Talbot
- Able Seaman Siegfried Farnan
- Able Seaman dmboogie
- Able Seaman Spencer Tracy
- Able Seaman nos
- Seaman Parson Gotti
- Seaman Jacques Cousteau
- SWS - Coelecanth/Gas Cannon
Yana: All right, people. We don't have as many troops for this mission as we did for the last; however, we do have the Coelecanth up and running again, so I'll be controlling it from Augustica Base.
Also, keep in mind that this is one of their medium vessels; expect a lot of heavy Alien resistance. Tazer the enemy troops if you can, but don't take any unnecessary risks. Okay?
Myst: Understood, sir.
Yana: All right, then. Now, let's get out there and find that sub!
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
Yana: Heading southeast from the Triton. No sign of Echo as yet.
(CLUNK CLUNK CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH)
Farnan: I say, there's one of the blighters over by that black smoker!
(PSSHEW-THWUD)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
Farnan: He shan't trouble us any more.
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
Yana: I have an Echo sighted.
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
Yana: He's down - oh, look, there's another one over by that lava flow.
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
Yana: And another Eek speared.
syd: Got something near where that Eek grenade went off. Taking the shot.
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(THUPP-BLOOP)
Myst: . . .
Farnan: . . .
Yana: . . . That's new.
syd: I think I see the guy that fired . . . whatever the hell that weapon was. FIRE IN THE HOLE!
(WHSS-THUD)
(WHABOOM)
(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)
syd: AUGH!
(CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH)
Princeps: Whoa, hey. Eeks north of the sub!
Talbot: I see 'em.
◊ Eat this, Echo!
(PSSHEW-WHUMPH)
Gill Men: HURGH . . .
Talbot: Guess high explosive is toxic to Eeks, heh heh!
Princeps: Got a couple more Eeks ahead. Shit, one of them's got those weird grenades in hand!
Yana: Target him first, then!
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH)
dmboogie: Hey, I see the Eek that got Myst and Siegfried. Taking the shot.
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
(THUPP-BLOOP)
dmboogie: . . .
Tracy: . . .
Cousteau: Sacre bleu! You monstre, 'ow could you DO such a theeng?
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
Talbot: He's still standing, Jock.
Cousteau: JACQUES!
Talbot: Whatever, man. Don't worry, I got just what the doctor ordered - a few grams of lead azide with a contact-fused detonator!
(PSSHEW-WHUMPH)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
Talbot: And that takes care of THAT thorn in our side.
◊
nos: Now for the other one - the one on the ridge to the north.
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)
Yana: Oh, no you don't!
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(CRUNCH CRUNCH)
Yana: Oh-ho-ho, trying to sneak up on me now?
◊ Have a harpoon!
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)
Yana: Mmm-hmm . . . I've found the sub, and there's an Eek standing guard near it. Someone put him out of my misery, please.
nos: On it.
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(WHUMPH)
Yana: Hrm. He must have been getting ready to throw a grenade at the Coelecanth. Good thing you killed him, eh nos?
nos: Yeah, I guess. Oh, hey, I've found the main entrance. Talbot, you want to blow the bloody doors off?
Talbot: You got it, nos.
(PSSHEW-WHUMPH)
Talbot: Someone order a wall-door salad?
Everyone: *anguished groans*
Yana: With the doors thus disposed of, I'll send the Coelecanth inside and take a look around, see if I can't soften up the crew a bit for the rest of you.
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)
Yana: SURPRISE!
(PSHHEW-KAWHANG)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
(PSHHEW-BLOOP)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
Yana: . . . What the hell just happened? Talbot, did you fire on the sub?
Talbot: Negative. Whatever happened, the Eeks did it to themselves.
Gill Man: *incomprehensible, panicked screaming*
Yana: Hm, sounds like someone's not happy.
Princeps: I think it came from the upper deck of the sub, Yana.
Yana: Well, let's see if I can get the Coelecanth up these stairs . . . ah-hah, I see the Eek.
◊
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
(BLOOP)
Gill Man: HURGH . . .
Yana: And that, it seems is that.
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
Yana: Um, could someone give me a hand? The Coelecanth seems to be hung up on something.
