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Marshal Cobb Vanth ([personal profile] heypartner) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2021-07-19 10:59 am

In the Deep Dark Hills of Eastern Temba

WHO: Cobb Vanth & Mining Expedition Team
WHERE: The Mines
WHAT: Mine exploration
WHEN: First Week of Event.
WARNINGS: Cursing. Blood/Injury.



Mining Expedition - for Mining Team

It had been a long time since Cobb had worn the armor he bought on Coruscant. He stood outside the entrance of the mines in the polished slightly gold colored durasteel with no cape. Last thing he wanted was for that to get caught on something while underground. The armor would protect from minor cave ins and small falling rocks but a part of him wanted to take it off. If the ceiling came down, Cobb would honestly preferred to be crushed immediately instead of survive.

A few had happened while he worked underground and he'd been lucky not to get caught in them. He had seen what happened to slaves who had been and those images haunted him as he looked at the entrance to the darkness beyond.

As the little team started to gather together Cobb pushed those thoughts from his mind. He needed to focus to keep all these people safe underground.

"Here's the general plan," he said when they had all arrived. "Drake's probe, Mini, and this guy here will go first. The probe should be able to tell us the air quality which should be your number one concern. Anyone who breathes starts to feel light headed, you walk out immediately. No pretending everything is fine. We're here to map this place and see what needs fixin', not start digging around."

Anyone who toughed it out and then passed out would put them all at risk. Cobb's tone was very stern and grim. This was not a time to fuck around like this was a walk around talk. Luckily, this group didn't seem like the type to do that.

"Second thing to look for is the ceiling. You see it bowing down anywhere that's a good sign of a collapse. Should be even all along the way." That was how it was back home, at least. "And it might get tight in there depending on how the Agrii build their mines. No one goes off alone. You always have a buddy. Any questions before we head in?"

The mine's entrance was big enough but Cobb felt once they got inside and got under they might be in for a tight squeeze.

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Cave In - for [personal profile] thesepreciousthings

It was surprisingly easy to get comfortable underground again. Cobb was all too willing to explore around with Starling when she asked. Apparently, she came from mining people too. She felt more useful helping out in the mines than exploring the new city.

"I can't tell much of what they were doing down here," Cobb said as they walked down a side tunnel, intending to map it. They had a pretty decent map taking shape with marked spots for the strange place they found and the holes to the surface. "They didn't leave any mining equipment behind so who knows what they got from here? Haven't seen crystals or coal or oil. Not even salt. Just the stone walls."

He was a little bothered by that. This was an extensive mine and clearly served a purpose at one point. There was no real clue what the purpose was however. Not to Cobb's eyes, at least. They had some hope once they understood the panel and all that, it would become clear.

Cobb was about to say more when he noticed something in the glint of his flashlight. A piece of metal hanging down from the ceiling. He had half a second to realize it was a roof bolt meant to hold the roof of the mine in place when a stone slipped.

"Starling!" He grabbed her just as more stones start to slip and the roof broke apart. Cobb dragged her out of the way but they were caught in the fall. Not the worst of it. Cobb pressed her against the wall as what felt like the whole of the earth came down around them. It was his worst fear come to life and it hurt as the stones bounced off his shoulders, his back, and his head while he tried to keep her from the worst of it.

When the rumbling stopped and the air went still Cobb blinked in the darkness. His flashlight was somewhere but they were in complete blackness now with the mine closed in around them. Well. Damn it all.

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[personal profile] sinistral 2021-08-14 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," he agreed. It didn't matter if the Soldier wished it otherwise; he was not so arrogant as to think wishing alone could change his situation. He doubted anything could, not as long as he held all of HYDRA's programming in his head.

"But we have taken that guard with us underground, haven't we? It pleases me that someone else is also prone to constant awareness." That it was different kinds of awareness could only serve them in there long run.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-08-14 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course I am cautious. Dragons dwell in caves."

And that is said with an absolutely straight face.

"Sadly I will be less aware while I map."
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[personal profile] sinistral 2021-08-18 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't give the Agrii ideas." Bad enough that they were relying on the bug-repellent goop, with no word on how long it would last. Best not to tempt fate — or the Agrii — into throwing something else in their path.

He cocked his head slightly to the side at that statement, considering Reeve carefully. "I was given to understand that the mapping was your primary function, and awareness of potential threats the province of those of us with more combat related experience. Do you feel that you're not partnered with someone of adequate skill?" To say the Soldier didn't fully trust most of their companions wasn't an insult as much as unfamiliarity with their skills.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-08-18 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Give the Agrii ideas? One cannot just suddenly create dragons. That isn't the way they work surely.

"Yes, I am here to map, but I do have combat related experience. I may not have a gun on me, but I'm proficient enough to defend myself, and I'm a very competent mage."
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[personal profile] sinistral 2021-09-13 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
If the Agrii could bring people to this planet, then surely they could bring creatures as well. Dragons might not be out of the realm of possibility.

"But by your own admission, your attention is more on the mapping process." Which was not to discount Reeve's more combat-related abilities but rather an acknowledgment that they weren't his focus. "So my question stands: do you feel you're not partnered with someone of adequate skill? As someone who takes the protection of this expedition in all seriousness, I would want to know your assessment."
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Would it be okay to start wrapping this one?

[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-09-13 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I cannot speak to the skill of those here. Frankly, I'm not used to people being armed to defend themselves and lacking swords or spears or gun arms."

What? His world was a very strange place.
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That was honestly my thought as well

[personal profile] sinistral 2021-09-13 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, he was speaking to a man with a metal arm, so maybe not as strange as it could be.

"In that case maybe I'll ask you again later. And trust that you'll call out to me if you feel a need."
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-09-13 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
That is fair because it wasn't even common back home for him either.

"That is reasonable. I shall keep that in mind."
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[personal profile] sinistral 2021-09-13 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do. And since it looks like they're trying to gather everyone in, I'd say the break is just about over." Which was fine by him; they probably had tarried long enough. Best to keep moving, cover as much ground as they could.
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-09-13 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
That was fair. Reeve nodded and stretched.

"I hope we can speak again," he told the man before moving away to where the others were gathering. It was time to get moving once more.