Personnel deployed to combat zone:
- Ensign Myst Rose
- Ensign Princeps Augustus
- Able Seaman The Monkey Mon
- Able Seaman dmboogie
- Able Seaman Arilou
- Able Seaman Jacques Cousteau
- Able Seaman x2wolf
- Able Seaman nos
- Able Seaman Guido Talbot
- Seaman Parson Gotti
- SWS - Coelecanth/Gas Cannon
Yana: This should be a fairly simple operation, people. We're dealing with their smallest vessel this time around, which means a significantly smaller crew than any from previous recovery operations.
The only drawback is that this will be a fairly tedious operation as we hunt for any survivors - we've got a lot of ground to cover. With that said, I'll take point.
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
Yana: At the risk of tempting fate . . . no sign of Echo in the immediate area. Move it out, people!
(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)
Gotti: I hope I get to kill something this time around. I'm sick of just guarding the sub.
Yana: You'll get your chance, Parson. Just stay calm.
(WHIRR WHIRR WHIRR)
Yana: Wha . . . what is THAT?!
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The Monkey Mon: Looks like a giant lobster to me, sir. Taking the shot.
(THUPP-CRACKLE)
The Monkey Mon: No luck. Try the Coelecanth's Gas Cannon, sir.
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
Yana: Direct hit . . . no effect.
(THUD THUD THUD)
Yana: Shit, it's right on top of the Coelecanth!
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Talbot: COVERING FIRE, NOW!
(PSSHEW-THWUD)
(THUPP-CRACKLE THUPP-CRACKLE THUPP-CRACKLE THUPP-CRACKLE)
(PSSHEW-THWUD PSSHEW-THWUD)
(PSSHEW-KAWHANG)
Talbot: Dear God, we're hitting it with everything we've got! Why won't it DIE?!
The Monkey Mon: Hang on, let me try something.
Yana: What's your plan?
The Monkey Mon: Thermal Tazer to the head.
Yana: All right, give it a shot.
(CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH)
The Monkey Mon: . . . shit, there's another one.
◊ Gotta hope this works, then - otherwise I'm screwed.
(KZAASH)
Lobsterman: . . .
The Monkey Mon: Whew. Now to get under cover, and out of the other's line of fire.
Yana: Good idea. And maybe we should try dragging that stunned . . . whatever it is back to the sub so we can study it, and never mind the sub.
Gotti: I second the motion. I mean, I'm all for killing Eeks, but not if they can shrug off the weapons we have right now.
dmboogie: I'll disarm it.
(CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH)
dmboogie: Okay, got him. And his gear.
Yana: Everyone, fall back to the sub!
(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)
The Monkey Mon: YAUGH!
Arilou: Shit, they got Monkey! I'm going back for him!
Gotti: Like hell you are! The man's dead, we can't do shit for him!
(WHUMPH)
Talbot: OW! Fuck, my arm just got sliced open!
Yana: Just get on the sub, Talbot! There's a medbay back at base!
(CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)
Yana: x2wolf, get us the hell out of here!
x2wolf: Yes, sir! Initiating "getting the hell out of here" maneuver!
