[SRP] Black Sun

[Brnin8r]

Not wanting to beat around the bush, Bendak stepped from his leaning wall and entered the conversation, "When do we drop and where?" The sooner they could get down, the sooner they'd get out of this mission of observation and charity. He hoped it was pirates. He wondered what had been salvaged from the message but that question could wait once he knew how long he had to prepare.

[Knight Errant]

Stryker raises an eyebrow. "What form on communication did you use? Maybe low frequency radio will get to them? For all we know the signal could be jammed"

"This is the officcial report... the entire month people have been trying to contact them with no success. I will give the short range scanners a start once you head off to breakfast. If I find anything, I will alert you before drop."

Not wanting to beat around the bush, Bendak stepped from his leaning wall and entered the conversation, "When do we drop and where?" The sooner they could get down, the sooner they'd get out of this mission of observation and charity. He hoped it was pirates. He wondered what had been salvaged from the message but that question could wait once he knew how long he had to prepare.

"We drop in three hours. Where we drop will depend on in flight recon, but if all goes well we will touch down in the spaceport of the colony."

"Now if thats all... feel free to head to the mess hall. I have already warmed up the food dispensers."

[Haylie]

Paula salutes again, and speaks for the first time since coming out of cryo: "Yes, sir."

She has quite the beautiful voice, even though it's melodic sound is drowned in a sea of "leave me the hell alone". She can't seem to get to the mess hall quickly enough, and she's not even hiding the fact that she's starving anymore: She's gripping her stomach and groaning quietly as she quicksteps out of the room.

[Knight Errant]

The mess is large and clean, a single long table dominating the center. Off to one wall, the food dispensers steam slightly in the cool air of the ship. There are trays, plates, and silverware. Most of the dispensers look kind of like soda fountains, dispensing oatmeal, grits, applesauce, cream of wheat, scrambled eggs, and such along with beverages. Further down there is some more solid food, in the form of sausages and what looks like corn bread.

[Brnin8r]

Bendak figured with his three hours, he'd have to prepare as much as he could. As the others might continue on to eat, he'd give them the headstart and follow up behind. He approached Lt. Hawkins, "Sir, do you have a report of any clear words recorded in the garbled transmission? It might help us pinpoint a good starting area." Most wouldn't know, but Bendak had been offered several leadership positions after the Starkiller incident, his ingenuity proved to superiors he had a leader in him, while he believed it was a spur of the moment thing and he got lucky just like every other time. He had turned every offer down, though in light of the ego-inflating offers, he found it easier to speak out of turn. It had gotten him into trouble before.

[Knight Errant]

Hawkins was about to head off before being stopped. Bright was near critical mass when he spoke up... to Bright, not to Bendak.

"Sergeant, go get some breakfast. See to it the troops get a good meal, they will need it after all the time in cryo."

Bright: "... yes sir!" He salutes and heads off to the Mess. Hard as he was, it was clear he respected authority very highly.

Turning back to Bendack, Hawkins waves him closer. In a soft voice.

"Only a few came through clear enough to understand... even after reconstruction. They hint at something sinister... some kind of attack. But the Brass dosent want this out. Hadley's Hope is one of our premier colonies... if news got out it was attacked, colony projects would suffer. I tell all my soldiers to be read for anything any time... expect the unexpected."

He straightens up, his voice reaching normal levels. "I expect you to do your jobs quickly, competently, and thoroughly. Regardless of what we find on LV-426. You are Marines of the Federation. And I will put it to you to live up to that title, and what it means for Earth and her colonies."

[Brnin8r]

Bendak was practically inspired by Hawkins' soft, even, authoritative tone. The fact he had confided in him of the contents of the message made him respect the Lieutenant more. He saluted sharply for the first time in seven months, "Yes Sir." his discipline then broke once again as he began to leave, "And now to live up to the title." he sarcastically said on his way to the mess hall.

Once in the mess hall, Bendak slipped around Paladin to the plates and starts with a small serving of oatmeal and eggs, "Health first." he said quietly before grabbing five large, greasy sausages and three squares of cornbread. "Tasty second." he finished and sat at the table to begin the chow down.

[Haylie]

Paladin quickly went through the steps: Applesauce, extra scrambled eggs, milk, and two bits of sausage. If there's anything she's known for--besides her armor and legendary skill with a battle rifle, as well as over two dozen successful campaigns where she never lost a single man under her command--it was her love of scrambled eggs.

She gives Bendak a look, most likely out of habit by now. "I'm going for filling right now. And it's impolite to speak with your mouth full."

She sits down, far away from Bendak, and begins eating quickly.

[Brnin8r]

Bendak smirked at Paladin as she sat clear on the other side of the table. "It's also improper to stick searing plasma rods up your ass, so I guess we all have our vices." he smiled, cornbread leaking from his teeth as he stuffed another sausage in his chomping maw.

[Haylie]

"And, of course, 'Mr. Starkiller' is the one staring at my ass. Here I heard you were amazingly focused on the mission at all times. I guess not all rumors are true, 'Mister' Starkiller," she says snarkily as she takes another bite of egg.

One gets the impression she's implying something condescending. But no, that can't be it, could it?

[Brnin8r]

Bendak swallows his mouthful of food, returning with a belch and a laugh. He exageratingly looked Paladin up and down. "Mission's not for another three hours." he says, his eyes darting up and down Paladin's body as he stuffed his mouth with oatmeal and scrambled egg.

[Haylie]

If she was glaring before, now lasers are coming out of her eyes and her hair is on fire.

"I will only say this one more time, Starkiller: Keep your eyes up, your hands where I can see them, and your mouth shut or I will cut them all off with a toothbrush and jettison you out of the furthest porthole I can find."

She's so cute when her face is red like that... and how she can't quite seem to meet Bendak's eye is rather suspicious.

[Brnin8r]

Bendak could only bask in the self-glory he was receiving for upsetting Paladin like this. At her red face, Bendak's changed his voice timbre to a comical sarcastic tone, "Uh oh...looks like those rods are heating up too much. You might steam up the shuttle." He attempted to make eye contact with Paladin's laser beams, but no matter what, she never met his stare. He didn't think much of it at the moment though as he stuffed more food into his mouth.

[Evra]

chris just listens as everyone walks off he walks down to the mess at a slowerpace after arriving he grabs a tray getting some eggs sasuage and some other food heading off to a corner of the table where noone was and began eating

[Knight Errant]

Bright sits down, eating with military precision. He glances at Bendack, who gets the impression he is being watched.

Meanwhile, in the communications room, Hawkins sits, tuning various frequencies.

Hawkins: "This is ESF Hyperion, responding to distress call. Give your current status, over..."