[Sichr]

Nina scans the inside of the birch with her radar:
Perc(11)+UWB(4) (15d6.hits(5)=7)

And if the area is safe, Nina slowly walks inside with her gun ready. Low-light conditions are mostly compensated by her äugmentations, and she focuse also on oter senses to be sure that she doesn`t miss anything

Perc(11)+Enhanced senses(3) - Visual, Smell (14d6.hits(5)=4, 14d6.hits(5)=4)

I don`t recognize the callsign you use, Fisher. You speak to some of your astral companions?

[Thrass]

On my way to Fisher.

Butcher runs back to the plane and to Fisher.

[Nathen]

"I'll hold the drones back until you need them, they aren't exactly subtle..."

[Aryeonos]

The small room contains tossed shelves and the remaining two crew members, battered badly laying tossed out of their seats, it looks like they weren't able to strap in fully before the plane was struck. Small shattered containers leaking various contents lay in the floor, producing a myriad of stinging scents. To the far left side of the room is a partially intact terminal, searching the surface of it reveals a pair of data jacks, though the interface is cracked and broken.

[Thrass]

Butcher takes a closer look first:


visual perception
Visual perception: intuition 5 + perception 4 + attention coprocessor 2 + AR 2 +3 vision enhancement (16d6.hits(5)=8)
ooops that was copied wrong 2 dice to much ^^

Visual perception: intuition 5 + perception 4 + attention coprocessor 2 +3 vision enhancement (14d6.hits(5)=5)

and another chemsitry check:
Chemistry (4d6.hits(5)=3)

to check if somethings sticks out of the mess



Then Butcher checks if the data jacks still work.

Anyone has any objections to me jacking in here? Or maybe someone else wants to do it in place?

[Aryeonos]

Laying halfway across the room burried under a mess of small containers appears to be one of the crew members commlinks, it's in standby mode.

The majority of the mess is unintelligible, however it smells like assortments of vinegars, or something similar.

[Thrass]

First time this happened to me but apparently the post I made wasn't saved either to my fault or the mobile networks.



Found some comlinks here, also this stuff smells like vinegar, some kind of acid I'ld say.

Mind to get those comlinks and check them via WiFi Fisher? I'll try the datajacks on the interface.

[Sichr]

Go ahead. I have your readings, Ill be ready to cut you off if something goes wrong.

[Aryeonos]

The terminal boots up, a couple indicator lights turn on, over the cracked display an AR display comes up. A series of floating sheets, stacked over eachother, someone must have been working before it went into standby. The sheets seem to be simple cargo logs of a sort, each detailing the plane's hauls over the last few months. Though they are all terribly cluttered, and don't seem to be organized in an official capacity, they are legible.

[Sichr]

Nina sets Butchers biomonitor reading on the top priority in AR, and continues to look around. She checks her bodies. At least they werent hit by all consuming fire that destroyed evefy other trace of the fact this place was once occupied by people. Multiple fractures and blunt wounds, possibility that those people will survive the crash was pretty close to zero. Wel...somebody seems to be manipulating that commlink. Nina tries to recognize if some of this corpses was living, breathing being at least for a short time after landing. She hoped the diagnostic overlay interconnected with her sensor suite reveals enought informations to make some assumptions:

Medicine(9)+Medkit(6) (15d6.hits(5)=3)

[Thrass]

Butcher files through the topmost 5 files and the 5 most recent files by creation date as well as the 5 most recent ones by edit date.

If the current cargo is not listed yet, he will try to search them.

Also I'ld like to check the logs if there were any file deletions around the crash date.

If you need me to make checks, say so.

[Aryeonos]

Though it would take an autopsy to tell whether or not they were still breathing after sustaining life threatening injuries, it would be safe to assume that the blunt force trauma and neck injuries killed them by the time the plane settled. They don't appear to have suffocated, or choked however, so it is unlikely that the spilled cargo is what killed them or the fire outside.

[HydroRaven]

"Vinegar, reminds me of rooineks" thinks Fisher upon getting a whiff of the room. He then asks Butcher "Is the link working? Can you access what's on there?"

[Sichr]

Nina looks for crew dog tags and stands up, deciding what to do with bodies. She had footage saved, including the bio readings.

Sidi? Decide on progress with the bodies. We take them home or we torch this place on the leave, cremating the biological residues?

[Aryeonos]

The various logs Butcher scrolls through seem to be disheveled as far as files go, items deleted and edited, dates missing, counts are inconsistent. The most recent entry seems to be to transport a wide array of spices, cooking oils, and herbs, as well as 550 Gallons of Black Licorice.

Sidi's AR window reappears, a simple <<Transmitting>> tag floats about the circular communications window.
"You kept your gloves on yeah? Don't move things around too much and the ice will take care of the rest, there's shipwrecks up and down this coast, it'll be months before anyone notices this one, Yakut isn't the kind of nation state to keep heavy tabs. If you're done here, return to the TR before you get frostbite, I'll put on a hot pot of kave.

Starshina Nico, mobilize the Hussars in hover mode, try not to disturb the tracks Starshina Red discovered, and begin mapping them with the UWB... oh, before I forget, have Starshina Butcher help you attach the winch and right the fallen Hussar.

Red, take over for Butcher and bring me back copies of the Commlink's memory and the Terminal's.

Fisher, what can you tell me about the nature of the remaining cargo?"