Post by Bellamy Blake on Jul 9, 2020 21:37:36 GMT
Tag: whatever
THE HELL WE WANT
The missions was on its way to success. At least for the first stage of it. Breathing the air in itself was a victory, having learned only through experience that it was breathable. They had set up camp where they landed, using the small ship to offer shelter if needed. A hunting party had brought back food, a scouting team to survey the area, and of course, Wick was on the technical side of things. Which, now provided the opportunity for Bellamy to make contact with the Ark. With his father.
The bracelets indicated that they were alive -- as they had all survived the landing. But it had been a few days since they'd left and once communication was established, the others would also be able to talk to their loved ones. But first, Bellamy needed to speak to his father. Putting on the headset, he nodded to Wick who was assisting him, as the screen started to move from static to somewhat of an image. "This is Bellamy Kane, can you hear me?" He trusted Wick and knew that if it didn't work this time, he would get it working. He hadn't recruited him for no reason; Wick was the best in his field and down here, Bellamy needed the best. Everyone on the Ark was depending on it.
The bracelets indicated that they were alive -- as they had all survived the landing. But it had been a few days since they'd left and once communication was established, the others would also be able to talk to their loved ones. But first, Bellamy needed to speak to his father. Putting on the headset, he nodded to Wick who was assisting him, as the screen started to move from static to somewhat of an image. "This is Bellamy Kane, can you hear me?" He trusted Wick and knew that if it didn't work this time, he would get it working. He hadn't recruited him for no reason; Wick was the best in his field and down here, Bellamy needed the best. Everyone on the Ark was depending on it.
