[h3][color=tan]Anselmo Date 2353-08-14
            Location: The Wild World, Grand Forest, Sector HY-4923[/color][/h3]

Jake had been on near countless missions that started from various locations and led to wondrous and lethal places. One thing that set the Treehouse apart from the others, how they sent people into the Wild World. Posting his leg up on the cabin and even reaching up to brace himself further he felt the sudden vertigo of the drop that led them down a few hundred meters to the forest floor. Though before they hit the ground he heard Prophet talking wild and manically as Jake looked back and started barking orders back over the cabin to, [color=tan]"Get your ass back in your seat! You dumb mother fucker! Sit down!"[/color] Yet his unceremonious outburst fell on deaf ears as it was too late to do anything. Bouncing and sending that strong vertigo straight back up with more than a few stomachs. Jake, much like his driver, had to choke back the urge to hurl as no matter how many ranges you've been on you don't get used to something like that or even ever do it more than twice. Upon collecting himself he looked back to see a stunned and possibly dead Prophet lying on the ground. Taking a minute to think of how this could have gone so South so fast he was speechless. Though that was quick to end when Prophet grunted and started to rise with a bloody nose. Not wanting to deal with it he just continued to say, [color=tan]"Just sit back down and try not to get us all killed."[/color] Leading to a rapid response of fuck this and a disembarking to the top of the QRTV. Which only warranted the rolling of his eyes and a swift turn to Andy saying, [color=tan]"Just go, he falls off we'll debrief a casualty."[/color] Following that he got situated back in his seat, calling up over the radio that the operation was a go and they are to make all due haste towards the pillar of light.

[center][b][u][h2][color=tan]Chapter 1: The Obsidian Tear[/color][/h2][/u][/b][/center]

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[h3][color=tan]Anselmo Date 2353-08-14
            Location: The Wild World, Grand Forest, Sector HY-4923[/color][/h3]

The first leg of the journey was simple, rough, but simple. The gnarled roots and expanding under foliage of the Grand Forest gave a bumping and rocky ride for all of the vehicles involved, but nothing the QRTVs couldn't handle a thousand times over. For Isis and Bastet it was a true haven! This was the natural environment of the Duvari and in fact several wild bands of them were seen running about the forest grounds, one even deciding to take up and give chase with the convoy after seeing Bastet. More than likely curious to see such an alpha running with loud machine beasts. Giving the convoy quiet the entourage for the final legs of the forest.

Upon reaching the cusp of it, bursting through a particulayly dense thicket of low hanging plants the convoy was set upon not only much more level ground, but a beautiful scene. Monsters and beasts of all kinda roamed wild and free along the plains that stretched before them. No cover to hide teh majority of luminous and varied creatures that lived their lives upon the newly overgrown planet. Duvari scampered and played about with one another as pups chased and 'fought' their parents. Silverbacks bayed and roared about at the cusp of the forest, hanging on branches from strong arms as they watched the convoy roll on. As well as a colony of Will-O'-The-Wisps fluttered through the air, glowing and glinting their wondrous lights show through the waning lights of evening. Almost as if they were forming a path of light to guide the convoy into the encroaching night.

Jake was one to take in the moment of peace, lifting the hatch on top of the QRTV to let his head be at the open air. Watching the wonders roam around in what seemed like a foreign harmony, perfect yet... different. A small smiling walking up the side of his face as he lost a part of his whimsical side to it all. Only they had a job to do. Pulling across his radio headset he broadcast across the convoy for all to hear, [color=tan]"We convoy into the night to make up for lost time, but I want everybody to have eyes open. We're officially in unknown territory which provides countless dangers but not to mention the fact that we are in fact rolling towards something that is detonating with the psionic equivalent of a neutron bomb each day. I won't sugar coat it, this is a suicide mission, but you were all selected from your fields because you ARE the best at what you do. The damn best and the ones who are coming back from this mission no matter what crosses our path as we venture into the unknown. I know you won't let me down and I won't let you down as well. Keep your wits about you, your gun close, and your teammates closer and let's find the source of this psionic superweapon!"[/color]

Crawling back into his seat he sealed the hatch above his head, turning to Andy and nodding, more out of respect for faithfully driving them into the wild Hell around them. [color=tan]"Keep us on track Corporal. And when you can steer clear of high roads and ruins. Keep those High Cats out and our noses down."[/color] More to just say it for his sake. Andy was a top driver so that meant everything he said was redundant, but that was the military life for you, say everything six times and run everything into the ground.

Turning around to look in the cabin he addressed Castan next, [color=tan]"You're our biologist right? Keep your eyes out. We're in new ground and I want to know everything that crosses our path. Just make sure you find those weaknesses first!"[/color] He finished with a half hearted joke, knowing that it was people like her who kept people like the rangers alive. Otherwise how would you know where to shoot and what hurts the most when hunting a monster the size of a house. In fact of all the people in the QRTV she had the most valuable job given this was at it's core element a research mission.