Lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, accompanied by a crack of thunder that shook the trees and sent birds flying in alarm.  Shortly after that, several engines rumbled to life somewhere above them.  All three looked up to find a huge shape, significantly larger than the shuttle that'd brought them there, turning and lowering itself into the clearing they'd just come from.

It looked like a boat - and a large one at that - but attached to the top was a balloon that doubled its height and bulk.  It hovered over the ground while six feet lowered from its hull; once they were in place, it touched down.  As the engines quieted, voices could be heard:

"Max, Tsering!"  A male voice called.  "Get a party together, check this place out."

"I think we should do that ourselves."  A woman with bright yellow hair pulled back into a braid leaned over the side of the ship, then looked back to someone on board behind her.  "Doesn't look too dangerous, I think we can handle looking for fuel."

There were a few seconds of silence before the man responded.  "If you're sure, I don't see why not.  You guys stay here and watch the ship, make sure nobody comes to visit."  He said to the other people on the ship.  "Hey Scarlet, you mind coming with us?"

A third voice replied:  "Oh, sure, captain."

After a little movement and noise from the ship, a ladder dropped from the side, letting two people down to the ground.  First came the woman with yellow hair in a braid down to her ankles; she didn't appear to be wearing much more than a red-brown leather coat rolled up to her elbows.  She was shortly followed by a man with red hair in a ponytail.  He had pants on, at least, but when he turned to look around, they saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt under his jacket.  

After him, a tall, imposing man with darker skin and a large tube slung across his back dropped to the ground.  "So...what'd you say this place was called again?" 

"I didn't."  The woman said, looking down at a device in her hand.  "I just hope they have what we're looking for."