![]() ![]() ![]() "Aside from tracks leading to the main crash site." The Navigation Officer was already working on plotting the information brought in by the overwatch plane to create a picture of the S'Jet activity. "Any other anomalies in how that Baserunner was acting?" Mashad was feeling that he was missing a detail, and he did not like that. "Hmm." Mashad knew that the S'Jet did not often do things for no reason, so what was so important about that one vehicle? Mashad thought for a moment that it just might have been the softness of the S'Jet, but one did not make it to be the Captain of the first of a new class of carriers by just leaving loose threads like that dangle. "But our airstrikes flushed them away before they had time to even properly deploy ladders to load or offload personnel." The report from the aircraft on overwatch did not add the details of not only being able to really see the top of the Baserunner due to deployed smoke, but it was enough to see that they could not have dropped or picked up anything of note. "They did stop for a short time over the crash site of one of our aircraft and that LAV that was acting oddly." Comms added additional information. Say what you will about the curious fools, they knew how to dig up the treasures of the desert that they belonged in, not like the proper Siidim that would take their proper place among the stars after they ascend. The lighter blue of the ship wreckage, as well as the plotted positions from the data relayed by the aircraft on overwatch confirmed that this was the right site. "That confirms that the S'Jet Science Officer is with them then." Mashad nodded to himself, looking around at the group of officers standing around the large plotting table displaying the map of the crater they were approaching. "The Baserunner and escorts are moving in formation approximately 25% faster then a normal Baserunner should." "Overwatch confirms that the S'Jet Science Baserunner is fleeing the Torin Crater out the south entrance." The Communications Officer on the Sakala bridge was calm and professional, as a proper Siidim should be. Mashad even felt generous enough that he would even let those S'Jet fools live after showing them the way, and keeping the first city out of the grubby hands of the Gaalsien. The first city would be the site of the Siidim's acenction after so long on this despicable ball of sand and dust. Captain Mashad Siidim of the Sakala grinned at getting the report that they had driven off the Gritiidim scavengers of the S'Jet away from the key to unlocking the Khar-toba.
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