FRONTIER Doctors Without Borders

Discussion in 'Private Roleplay' started by Shay Lockley, Aug 9, 2019.

  1. Shay Lockley

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    And yes, Shay had absolutely no idea what the Belter meant with the military hand gestures, wondering if the fist in the air meant they should stop. But that wouldn't make sense, if they hadn't even started walking towards the ruins ahead of them. Hell, he'd forgotten most of the CQB hand signals he learned back in his UNN days. He nodded as Youssef explained the meaning of the fist.

    The vibrating ground was the first thing that made Shay feel uneasy. He wondered if Youssef felt it as well, as it was very subtle. But soldier seemed focused and unaware, or simply didn't say anything about it. Soon they had entered the structure itself, walking gingerly underneath is towering dome-like ceilings. Shay looked up, taking a few moments to observe the wide curvatures and convexities, wondering just how old the whole thing was. Nature is known to creep itself through the innards of abandoned buildings. The complete lack of vegetation growing in between the building's crevices or over its ground meant there was something active within it.

    Shay had remained quiet through most of the journey into the structure, having marvelled at the interiors. Despite the lack of any life having infiltrated the facility - if that was what it was - the place had clearly been battered down by the elements over at least several centuries. Maybe even a millennia, or longer. But as they went deeper into the ruins, less could be seen due to the lack of sunlight. Shay fumbled with the controls over his arm on the HAZMAT suit, and switched on the bright headlights on his helmet.

    "Any other readings you're getting aside from temperature?" he asked quietly.

    @Youssef Davila
     
  2. Youssef Davila

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    "Nothing yet..." Youssef responded as he approached the ramp cautiously. He peered down into the inky darkness for a moment before pointing the torch on his rifle down the tunnel. It continued for some way, but he didn't notice anything particularly strange. He began to decend down the ramp, Shay keeping close behind.

    It took them almost twenty minutes of steady descent until the ground leveled out. The ceiling was smooth, slightly curved rock that arched over their heads. The walls were were a black stone that reflected some of the torchlight. Every now and again Youssef paid closer attention to it, and thought he could see some sort of translucent properties to it, but the more he focused on it the less it seemed.

    Eventually they passed through an archway and the roof above them gave way to a massive expanse of empty space. The path they talked on became a bridge with no visible suspension, leading into the gloom. The ceiling was similarly lost in darkness as was any sign of a floor far below their path. The continued along, cautiously for what seemed like eternity until Youssef stopped. Shay, distracted by the massive space all around them, bumped into his back and uttered a quick apology.

    "There's something ahead..." Youssef said, taking another cautious step forward. About fifty metres away the path widened out to a circularly platform. Several other paths connected to it, all similarly suspended in the massive empty hall. In its centre appeared to be a cylindrical container, a large crack in it side where a rock had hit it, most likely dislodged from the ceiling. Around the crack, was growth not unlike fungus or lichen, it coated the inside of the container, the crack and spread into a spiderweb pattern out from it.

    "Looks like some sort of containment vessel...its been breached..." He swept left and right with his rifle and them focused the torch on the crack in the vessels side. "Doctor, I believe we may have found the source of our patient's infections...I recommend you take some samples."
     
  3. Shay Lockley

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    Shay wasn't sure if any of this was a good idea, but such fear clashed against his curiosity and desire to explore. There they were - just the two of them, wearing hazmat suits without any indication of their reliability to protect against whatever infliction they might encounter, into a dense ancient structure that could very well block or scatter any communications with the outside world, and an arsenal of only Youssef's rifle and the small pistol strapped onto Shay's leg.

    It seemed like the perfect recipe for disaster.

    They went under massive halls and atria, stepped over a bridge that appeared sturdy enough, into yet another great concourse-like area.

    And then Shay saw it - evidence of an organic growth of sorts, creeping out of a large crack in some cylindrical structure up ahead. He studied it further, visually, and came to the conclusion that this was certainly something that was - or at least used to be - alive. It was of a light green-yellow appearance, though a few patches were grey and wilted compared to the rest.

    He unzipped the backpack he wore and pulled out a small sampling kit. He unscrewed the top of the small plastic container, the lid acting as a handle for the swab stick.

    "Looks like this was a canister, or vessel of some sort, to contain whatever this stuff is..." Shay murmured.

    "Think you can give it a scan first?" he suggested, nodding over at Youssef. He had no idea what kind of analyser/scanning device the military man had brought with him, but he wanted a bit more information before disturbing the fungal-like growth. For all he knew, simply touching it could kill it, or stir it from some sort of hibernation and reveal itself to be more than some stain on an old containment device.

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