Day 1 | Afternoon | Terra Incognita | Thopter #2

[Hadrian Martikova]

"Gahhh! Typical, lowest bidder, yak shit components..." Hadrian said still struggling to restore critical systems.

"I am not dying here. There's always another way!" | Mechanics check: 2eP+1eA+2eD+1eS 2 failures, 3 advantage


OOC: Called it. Banking the advantages.

[Kannon]

Or he just didn't know where the spare fuel cells were stuck.

[Player Pool: 9]

[Ambrose Pantazis]

Sparing a moment to look back at all the commotion, Ambrose addressed the civilian, "Sir, thank you for your work, but please. Stop."

He turned back to the task at hand. This was different from flying under suspensors and adjustments needed to be made. He had to take into account air currents, drag, gravity, lift, and thrust. After some quick mental maths, Ambrose took the yoke and eased it back rather than pulling it like he had before. He let the fixed wing ornithopter bounce on the currents and steadily brought their heading to above the cliff's edge rather than trying to force it to cut through like he would with propulsion.

"Might be time to button up and batten down, can't guarantee a soft landing."

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Statement: "Keep calm and trust your training."
D1, Afternoon, Terra Incognito, To The Trees, Bernard and Dom boosts, 6 adv for boosts: 4eP+5eB+1eC+2eD+2eS 3 successes, 5 advantage, 1 Triumph

Triumph to angle into trees to taper off the last bit of speed.
5 adv banked, pool at 8 adv

[Kannon]

Abrose's mental math proved to be very good, his intuitive topography a bit worse. Jungle began just a few metres away from the edge of the cliff. They cut into the canopies of relatively flexible trees which as often bent as they broke, lashing against the bottom of the thopter and deforming wings. They were doing it with an open hatch so while the buckles held, the lines holding equipment loosened and some items bumped out before anyone could catch them, though they could hopefully retrieve them later. In return, the received a sudden visit of a colourful tropical bird, likely just surprised as them by the development, that got locked in turret porthole and graced them with a cacophony of utterly panicked, desperate squawking.

And then, they plopped, relatively softly, onto some mossy clearing, their thopter too entangled in vines to move any further. Lo and behold, nothing exploded. Yet?

[Hull Trauma down by 2]
[End of Thread]
[Everyone gets 10XP to keep or spend on Skills used by them in the event.]