NationStates Jolt Archive

(This really isn't a diplomacy thread, it's more like exploration of an unknown land that has recently been discovered, be shipwrecked, be archeologists, join in the fun, just DON'T invade or bring in ludicrous amounts of military personal, BTW this is a primitive society and I really don't intend to change it)

Tall dense forests swept the skyline. Huts filled the trees and the ground. Girls and boys men and women all in perfect harmony with nature. No one would expect outsiders to venture in.

"Singing one for the Morning Glory, Two for the morning dew, three for the man that can stand his round and...... what the Hell was that!?," sang and then shouted the 'captain' of a small passenger ship. Upon a quick investigation the captain (Juan Monager) found that his ship was stuck upon a reef. Just what he needed, recently out of the service of the GCSA (Gernish Coastal Security Association) and now he would have to call them for help. How embarrasing!

"GCSA this is Captain Juan Monager of The Bloody Mary en route to tourist location in Derscon... I seem to have hit a reef here and request a small cutter to help my... situation. Over."

"This is GCSA Dispatch 34, please relay location through your GPS, Captain Monager."

"I'm sending it now Dispatch."

"This is GCSA Dispatch 34, are you sure that your machinery is correct? For your class of boat we have you at a seven day's full steam journey from your original port... verified? Sorry Captain, but we have no jurisdiction (nor the resources) to come help you that far away from our borders. We'll send a nearby Gernish Naval Defense Force destroyer to your location for pickup, but just swim to shore for now. "

"Roger, Dispatch. I knew I should have layed off the whiskey while at the helm. I'll take myself and my three passengers onto the shore here. Awaiting pickup, over and out."

Monager, stumbling in his seemingly drunken stupor, roused the three passengers (two men and their female 'friend') from belowdecks and lowered the life boat.

"Well, at this this beach isn't covered in tourists..."

From the treetops Momoka could see strangers wondering onto the beaches. She had to race to tell her father. Swinging at the speed of light and sliding on the mossy forest trees she warned everyone calling out. "Outsiders! Outsiders on the island."

"What the Fuck, this is impossible it isn't in any of our maps! Check our navigation equipment, they must be wrong on our position. It is to big to just not be in the map." said Naval Major Mckenzie responsible of the command of "Upper Highlands International Ocean Patrol" (UHICP) frigate of 42 soldiers.
"Sir, we have checked and rechecked them and nothing is wrong."
"Are you telling me we discovered a new piece of land!"
"Sir, it appears so."
"You must be fucking kidding me. This is so getting me a promotion, call it in immediatly!."
"Sir, yes, Sir"
The soldier then went for the communication equipment and said:
"Naval Base Command, this is frigate number 234 of the UHICP respond, over"
"Frigate number 234, received, over"
"We seem to be in the presence of new land and are awaiting orders"
"Really? Have you checked your equipment."
"Yes we have"
"Well... how big is it"
"Huh... (the soldier paused and looked outside the window at the huge piece of land in front of him) its pretty big"
"Soldier, could you define "pretty big""
"Well, when I look either side, I can't see the end of the land. It is impossible to be more precise with the absence of proper instruments for that type of measure."
"Could you send me your coordinates?"
The soldier gave them their coordinates.
"A land of that magnitude would appear on a map, we don't see anything. I do not have to proper authority to tell you what to do next, let me consult my superior."
...
"The chain of command has gone all the way up to Marshall General Richard Suray, who gave to order to explore, with your troops, the lands. No further reinforcments will be sent, unless completly neccessary, and the marshall was pretty clear when he said COMPLETLY NECCESSARY."

The samll frigate then headed towards the island untill it was to shallow to countinue. They then toke the motor boats and evacuated their neccessary equipment to the island where they set camp. They did not suspect the presence of any human being so they where only putting 1 men on patrol since it was protocole.

Enjoying the Scenery?

Captain Monager had, at this point passed out on the beach (again, the whiskey) and his passengers were getting restless.

"This beach is pretty lame, guys," offered Jack (a young man of about 25) to his friend Jeremy (a young man of about 24) and their female cohort Cynthia.

"What did that drunk Captain say? We're stranded here until the NAVY comes for us!?"

"Yeah that's what he said, but I think this is something more than a shipwreck. I smell a reality show!"

"Woah... dude... you're right.... let's explore the island!"

The three young citizens set off from the beach taking with them small amounts of food and water along with a coil of rope and headed for the densely forested areas just beyond the shore.

Meanwhile, aboard the GS Alabastor

"Captain, this message just came in from GCSA Dispatch 34... apparently a ship was stranded on what they call and island at the following coordinates."

"Are you sure, Seaman. Our charts don't seem to have any land at that location."

"Yessir, it was verified twice already, nobody quite believes it. Dispatch 34 mentioned that there were four souls aboard, and the captain, one 'Juan Monager' was apparently drunk."

"Damn. There's nothing I hate more than saving drunken tourists. Well, full steam ahead to those coordinates then, Seaman. And prepare an amphibious assault team for when we get near the island. The depth charts don't look promising for the whole ship to get in close enough. Dismissed."

And the Alabastor sailed toward the stranged souls. At least the crew believed that they were stranded.

Several yards from Anoruk

Smoke bellowed from one of the C-130's engines as the pland began to dive "BRACE FOR IMPACT!" Roared the co-pilot, as the 40 IDMC Marines onboard grabbed onto different parts of aircraft. Unforunatley, the cargo bay door in the back ripped open, sucking out the unlucky ones who weren't holding on.

Seconds later the plane hit the ground, skidding to a halt after about 50 meters of trees...

The soldiers had just finished setting their camp up about 2km from the shore. It was dawn, and soldiers where talking amongst themselves.
"Common John, give up the fucking smokes. I thought you stoped..."
Suddently, their heard the roar of a plane. They looked up in the sky and saw a plane diving towards the ground. Major Mckenzie got out of his tent and immediatly started screaming:" I want a search and rescue team immediatly. Head towards the crash and offer all the help you can give."
A team of 5 medics and 5 soldiers where sent to the site to help. The other medics prepared the tents for the wounded at the base.

"Stupid, bloody, oh my fucking god!"

Corporal Huyen swore while hanging from a tree. Just minutes later he had been on his brand new lightningburst-fighter. When suddenly something braked inside it, the plane dived an Huyen bailed out. Now his parachute had stuck to a tree, and he couldn't get it off.

"Well this is my bloody luck, first day off from the standard route, and I get stuck in this bloody tree! At least I've got my phone" the corporal picked up a small cellphone from his pocket, but the hot weather combined with his rather thick pilots vest had made him all sweaty. When he held it in his bare hand, the little machine slipped out of his fingers and fell to the ground, bouncing and breaking on a rock.

"Oh no, oh hell no! This can't be true" Huyen started roaring and waving with his fists in the air, but that did not help him down from the tree.

After hanging desperate for a couple of minutes, he remembered his knife. After some acrobatic moves and a couple of swears he managed to get it out of his backpack, and started to cut off the bands strapping him to the parachute. When they snapped, he quickly grabbed the backpack, and started to swing back and forth against the tree he was stuck in. Moments later he sat on the ground, with his backpack and several bruises.

"Now, I'm pretty sure this isn't Komekong" he concluded. "But then , where the hell am I?" he raised from the ground and started to walk deeper in to the jungle. He thought that he probably would meet other human lifeforms if he just walked long enough.

*butp*

*bump*

Jack, Jeremy, and Cynthia had just reached a cliff with a stunning view over a river when they saw, hanging from a nearby tree, a parachute with the straps cut. Strange, they thought almost jointly, why would there be a parachute here? Maybe there were some other people on this island somewhere.

It was then that they heard the roar of the falling aircraft as it blasted right over their heads and landed on the ground below. While none of them were particularly special in any medical field, they were interested in finding other people on the island, so they left their high ground and took off in the direction of the plane, following the smoke trails when they seemed to be lost.

When they arrived on the scene, they found men in two separate uniforms, one apparently from Cazelia and one from the Upper Highlands.

Jack, ever the one to be social, stepped boldly into the center of the scene, and though multiple machine guns were immediately aimed at his chest, spoke quite calmly.

"Anything we can do to help?"

Huyen hadn't gone far in to the jungle when he heard the roar from a crashing plane. At first, he believed it was his own, even though it would have crashed hours ago, but when looking to the roar, he saw it was C-13.
"Human beings?" he asked i to the air started to run against the plane, but unfortunately, he tripped on a root, fell to the ground and fainted.

A Hip transport chopper carriing seven Zealots flew over the ocean, when a massive storm hit, the chopper crashed into the ocean with massive force. A man being transported was the only one to escape, his name was Senit, he grabbed at a piece of debry for life....the next thing he knew he was on a beach passed out.

Senit awoke, his green camo and waist packs were soaked, he stood up and stumbled, and put his back to a palm tree and slide back to butt.

Dead and wounded where scatered evrywhere when the rescue team arrived. People wher screming in agony, and the few survivors who where completly intact did everything they could to help but where obviously overwhelmed. They seemed a bit suprised when they saw the men approching, but gladly accepted their help. The medic started the classification of the wounded.

Sergent Jordan, responsible for the rescue team shouted. "Start tagging the wounded immediatly."
They then rushed all over the crash site and started doing their job.
"Red tag" said Sergant Jordan as he passed one of the wounded with his leg complelty cut off, the scene was terrible but no time for emotions, they needed to be efficent.Another man was screaming "Mama, please help me, I love you, God please I want to live AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!". Jordan looked at him and said: "Black tag, there is nothing we can realy do but give him morphine."

The wounded with a Red tag where immediatly taken to the base for advance treatment, the yellow tag where given medical assistance on the spot and the green tag where dealt with after. Black tags where does who obviously wouldn't make it and where given more morphine for the pain.

Suddenly, out of no where, several men appeared from the forest. They where immediatly pointed with several machine guns. "Who the hell are you and where the hell do you come from." said Sergant Jordan. "We are friendly and are just here to help" one of the men said, while the others started helping the wounded. "Fine, we will figure out where they are from later, we have more urgent matters and we could use a few hands" thought the Sergent.

"Ow my head" Corporal Huyen awekened and sat up. He looked around. "Where the heck am I... oh wait, the plane crashed" He raised from the ground and started to walk, even though hedidn't know in wich direction he went.
"Hello, any one around? I'm kind of lost, hello?"

Corporal Brown and Private Fergueson where jogging to the crash site. "Its pretty ugly, more wounded then they thought and in a worse state that they thought. Shit this is weird, first we learn that we discover a new piece of land and that we have to explore it, and then a plane crash. It doesn't smell good if you ask me..." but their conversation where interrupted by a voice. "Shut up, I hear something." said Corporal Brown. " Then the voice came again, louder this time. "Hello, any one around? I'm kind of lost, hello?".

"What the fuck, it can't be survivors from the plane crash, its on the opposite direction. Its someone else. He's comming our way, hide now."
The two soldiers hided in the bushes, and when the men came close, they rose from behind and pointed their issued M-16 at him and said:"FREEEEZE!!!! Who the hell are you? You're not from the plane crash, who the hell are you???"

Huyen walked, listening for sounds of other people. Then suddenly someone shouted at him from behind..

"FREEEEZE!!!! Who the hell are you? You're not from the plane crash, who the hell are you???" Huyen's first reaction would have been to throw himself to the ground, roll in to the nearest bush and draw his handgun, but he managed to stop before starting.
I'm lost on unknown territory, it wouldn't be the best to start a battle with possible friends he thought. In stead, he raised his arms.

"Don't shot, I'm corporal Kim Huyen, 32nd flight division, AirCo of Komekong"

The three young Gerniards set to work immediately helping to care for the wounded from the crash site.

Luckily the two men were the equivilant of Eagle Scouts, though the years of non-use had made their skills a wee bit dusty.

They quickly learned the tagging system from the Upper Highlands and seemed to assimilate well, though neither of the two parties really knew the other, and thus couldn't trust each other fully.

Meanwhile aboard the Alabastor
The Alabastor was now drawing quite near to the coordinates given to it by the GCSA but saw nothing. Suddenly, just along the horizon, a small piece of land appeared.
"Well I'll be damned," spoke the Captain, "there IS land here. Ready the Amphibious Assault craft, and also put our two scientists upon the landing craft. Gernish High Command will want to know ALL about this little discovery."
The small amphibious assault craft crept away from the small destroyer and then took off at a high speed for the land. With any luck they could find the drunken tourists, arrest the man, return to the Alabastor, and lock him in the brig just in time for the cook's famous Five Alarm Chili.

They would miss the chili that night. They weren't even close.

(OOH GEEZE am I ever behind!)

Back in the main village everyone discussed the strangers. "Should we fight?"

"Now calm down. Now these strangers certianly may seem alien and frighting, but as Naoki* demands we be kind to those that are kind. We don't know if these strangers are kind of not. But we must find out. Momoka, go to the beeches. Greet them."

Momoka obeyed. The chief was taking a great risk by putting his own daughter on the line.

*Naoki is there Goddess

*bump*

The assault team (12 commandos, 2 scientists) landed on the beach and set up their standard procedure protections. It was then that they saw a girl, seemingly a native of whatever strange land this was, run out of the woods and onto the beach, almost as if to greet them. They tried yelling out to the girl in a multitude of languages, but none of them seemed to draw a response, so they just waited, guns at the ready, for the girl to approach them.

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At the crash site, the three young Gerniards were just finishing up their medical responsiblities. Suddenly, Jack spoke up.

"So, you guys are from the Upper Highlands? How did YOU get here? And better question, where IS here?"

In the forest with the Komekong pilot

"What the hell, Komekong, what the fuck are you doing in this hole, quite a long way from home. Follow us to our base, we will show you to the Major and try to contact your base. We will have food and water for you as well as warm cloths." So the two soldiers brought the pilot back to their base where he was given food and cloths, he was then presented to the major.

"So you're all the way from Komekong, are you? What brings you in this shithole?"

Crash Site

Corporal Hendricks was covering up the last dead body when Jack asked him "So, you guys are from the Upper Highlands? How did YOU get here? And better question, where IS here?"

"Well, we got here by chance. Actually we where patroling the area when we just saw this piece of land and it wasn't in any of our maps so we called it in and we where ordered to stay and explore. Since there is no name for the island, we are calling it "coordinate X" round'here, but our Major wants us to call it by his name since he think he discovered it, I know but you get use to him he's a nice guy. What about you, we didn't realy have time to talk to you guys."

Somewhere in the Forest

Private Tyler and Private Dobman where having a walk in the forest, smoking cigarrettes.

"Yea, I have one more year with the army and then I'll probably continue with the familly buisness you know..."

The conversation was interrupted by a mouvement in the bush.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yea its probably just an animal."

"I'll scare him off"

So Tyler Shot 1 round of his M-16 in the air, but instead of an animal coming out of the bush it was a man. He was dressed in a way that the soldiers had never seen before and was apparently used to live in the wild. Instead of being scared away it started screaming in an unknowned language and charged Tyler with a handmade spear. Instinctively Dobman striked the man with the behind of hhis gun. The savage fell, inconcious. He was brought back to the base and given medical attention. But then he woke up and started screaming and assaulting medical personnel so he was tied to his bed and given sedative.

At the Crash Site

Jack responded,
"I'm Jack and these are my friends Jeremy and Cynthia. We WERE on a sightseeing voyage en route to Derscon for a political seminar, but we got hit by a large storm. A large storm in the form of our INCREDIBLY drunken Captain... he's probably still passed out on the beach. We figured it was some type of reality show, boy I guess we were wrong about that. How many of you are there? Do you have a base?"

Corporal Huyen was taken back to the soldiers camp ang given new clothes and food. After that he was taken to thir major.
"My plane crashed" he answered simple to the Majors question. "I was just testing an old plane, and got lost in a storm. I don't even know where I am"

Crash Site

"We're 42 in total and we have our base about 30 minutes walk from here, actually our major will probably want to see you to thank you for your help and all, if you have rescue comming you can contact them from there."

U.H. Base

"Well, you can contact your people from our stations if you want. We don't really know where we are either, this place doesn't even exist on a map." said the Major. A soldier came in the tent and stood at attention: " Sir, Dobman and Tyler just returned with a prisoner"

"What the hell, a prisoner???" the Major went to the tent where the savage was held. He was tied to a bed and was apparently very angry. "Sir, he was assaulting us so we had to restrain him."

"Where the hell does he come from?"

"Sir, we have no idea, he had pratically no clothing." said Dobman

"He's a native..." said the major thinking out loud.

"Men, it appears that this land is not deserted after all. Try to communicate with him and remove those strains, I want him to be made very comfortable."

"Sir, he is very aggressive."

"I don't care, I want him to know we are friendly."

"Sir, Yes, Sir"

The soldiers then removed the restraints. They tried to explain as well as they could that they where no ennemy and tried their best to communicate with him.

bump

Huyen bowed.
"It would be great if I could use your communication devices to contact my home nation, in order to return home"

"No problem, follow me to the communication tent." said the major

Huyen bowed again and followed the major

A pirate ship crossing sea near the island. The pirates are recently have raided a Java-Minang trade ship. The trader can't fight the firearms of the pirate as the pirates are stronger numerically and get the newest model. Still some traders fight back. In the end only 5 trader survived and they has become hostage of the pirate.

1 of the Trader -Kalm- can open his lock. He then open his friend's and they attack the pirate once more. They still lost and they lost 2 men. The rest including Kalm jump to the sea and then crashed on strange beach

Kalm: "What is this island?"
Amz: "This island ... I never know an Island near here!"
Bib: "Then, have we found a new island?"
They 3 celebrate their founding of this island. They then established camp with the boat they used to get to here. The 3 still have knive each. And they get 2 AK-74 they stole from the pirates. Kalm and Amz decide to get food and firewood from the forest. They take 1 AK. Bib take the other and guard the settlement

The Major brought the pilot the the communication tent: "Here, use all you need, our communication officer wil wire with your nation a secure network."

Huyen thanked the major and started a transmission with Komekong.
"Hello, this is corporal Huyen, 12563, reporting, can you hear me? Over."
"We can hear you corporal, over"
"I need help to get back, my plane crashed and I am stuck, over."
"According to your coordinates, you are in the ocean, over"
"What? No, I am on an island, over"
"Is it a rock? Because your island is not on the map, over"
"No, I think it is pretty big, sir. Now please help me home, over"
"Not so fast, corporal. This is unexplored territory, your orders are to explore it, over"
"But sir..."
"Good luck, corporal Transmission Ending"

Huyen swore when he turned of the transmitter.

Momoka stood in plain sight on the beaches to try to welcome the new arrivals. Holding a kind of leaf that to the natives meant peace.

"Allo!"

The members of the Amphibious Assault Squad stood perplexed to see Momoka emerge from the forest with no defense but a leaf. One of the scientists, also a linguist, approached her and attempted to speak to her in at least 14 separate languages.
"We are from Gernish," he said, showing the insignia on his patch,
"We come in peace looking for some lost people from our country."

Seeing that this speaking was not helping at all, he began to draw in the sand. Peace signs, fish, a smiling face, and finally a symbol for peace that he remembered learning during his studies on ancient cultures. He hoped SOMETHING would work and they could find their lost citizens without military incident.

The peace sign in the dirt, she understood. Nodding with a smile she urged them to follow her back into the forest.

The Beachhead

The team decided that any native life would probably be a clue to finding their lost compatriots, so they cautiously followed the young native girl into the woods, weapons drawn, but not expecting any use of them.

UH Base Camp

The rescue team from the Upper Highlands led the three young Gerniards to their base camp, where they met the major. After thanking them for their service to the rescue cause, he ushered them to the comm tent and showed them how to page their rescue ship using the radio that they had.
"UH Base Camp to GS Alabastor this is a secure transmission. Uhh... I'm not really a military person so I'm not sure what codes you need, but I'm one of the three citizens that you've lost on the island. We're all ok and waiting for your extraction instructions."

"UH Base camp this is Deck Officer Perez aboard the Alabastor, we've sent an amphibious assault squad to pick you up, the island doesn't appear to be that large and since you seem to be in a safe area, just wait there and the team can follow the trace from this transmission to your location. Over."

"Alright thanks Officer Perez. By the way, any chance that you found our stupid drunken captain? His name is Juan Moager. We left him on the beach because he was passed out and we needed to explore."

"Negative, we have no recieved word of him. However, if he's near the downed ship that you came in on, our team should have picked him up at this point. They reported finding the ship but not the captain, we'll check in with them to make sure. See you onboard in a few hours."

The Hangover

Damn, I should really lay off that whiskey. Well, there's my boat at least IT hasn't moved on me. Ahhw no where did those rotten youngsters get to? They were probably carried off by some wild beast! I've got issues here, if they die it's MY fault and I don't even have insurance... it's rescue time.

World still spinning, Monager attempted to stand up (it took him three tries) and pulled out a flare gun from his emergency case along with a small dagger. He took off running, well as well as he could 'run' in his state, into the woods unknowing what was going to happen to him.

Somewhere in the forest
A squad of 5 soldiers where walking back to the base after cleaning up the crash site of the remaining dead bodies. Suddenly they saw someone from far away. Sergent Hayley stoped its men and signaled them to lay on the ground, he then whispered : "This could be a native, they do not speak our language, we have to try and communicate otherwise." They waited untill the men came closer and then Sergent Hayley started gesturing in a weird fashion to the men so he would understand. The men responded with a :

-What the fuck? What the hell are you trying to do? he finished with a loud burp.

-Sergent, I don't think this guy is a native, and he ain't dressed like one either. said one of the squad members.

-No fucking shit, this guy is complelty done, the question is what the hell is he doing here.

In response, the men let out a huge burp.

-Ok smart ass, you're comming with us. Stanley and Harper you take him.

The two soldiers took the men, but he resisted, so Hayley gave him a powerful punch in the stomach and he followed, out of breath.

UH BASE

"So, what are you're orders?" said the Major adressing himself to the pilot.

From high up Yuuna looked down on the travelers with her companion Kaede.

"Kaede, I'm scared, who are these people?"

"I don't know."

Then they were spotted the soldiers. "Don't move, maybe they're friendly."

Momoka stood in plain sight on the beaches to try to welcome the new arrivals. Holding a kind of leaf that to the natives meant peace.

"Allo!"

The nine surviving Marines looked at the native "You think it's a monkey?" Asked one of them, raising his M1 Garand "No you fuckin' twit, It's a humie, and a primitve one at that" Said another, pushing the other marine's rifle down "Let's make contact" Said the third, who walked over to it and made signs and tried to talk to it "Umm...We come from the sky" He said, taking a branch and drawing a cloud in the sand "And we crashed" He then continued to draw, but this time he drew a bird with people falling out "We are birdmen" Another marines came up next to him. He pointed at himself "Warriors" He bellowed, taking the stick and drawing stick figure with a crude club...

IC:

Out of the clear, blue sky came roaring a F-18E Super Hornet, followed by a UH-65 Rogue from the nearby U.S.S George Washington, that had been part of a task force that happened to be nearby. The F-18 made a low pass of the beach, and from the ground, the people could read "Calizorinstani Navy", and the F-18 pulled up, and the UH-65 came in for a hover, to land.

UH BASE

The Major was talking with the pilot when suddenly he heard the roar of a plane. He quickly came out of the tent and saw a F-18 who appeared to be from Calizorinstan. He then ran to his communication tent and said to the men inside: "Contact those aircrafts immediatly and find out what the hell they are doing here." "Sir, yes, sir" said one of the soldiers in charge of communication.

-Unknown aircraft, this is UH base, please respond. Over.

-Unknown aircraft, what are youre reasons for being here? Over.

Somewhere in the forest

Sergent Hayley and his squad where walking back with the drunk capitain, who kept falling all the time and singing songs. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Hayley saw two people watching them in the bush. He signaled his men to halt, then his soldiers saw them too. "Natives this time, the orders are to aprehend all savages we see peacfully and bring them back to the base but only if they are willing." The two savage knew that they where spoted, but still they did not move, so the Sergent walked to there direction apart from his group. When he got near them, he layed his weapon down on the floor and tried to communicate with them the best he could, trying to tell them that he had peacfull intentions and that he wished for them to follow him.

The nine surviving Marines looked at the native "You think it's a monkey?" Asked one of them, raising his M1 Garand "No you fuckin' twit, It's a humie, and a primitve one at that" Said another, pushing the other marine's rifle down "Let's make contact" Said the third, who walked over to it and made signs and tried to talk to it "Umm...We come from the sky" He said, taking a branch and drawing a cloud in the sand "And we crashed" He then continued to draw, but this time he drew a bird with people falling out "We are birdmen" Another marines came up next to him. He pointed at himself "Warriors" He bellowed, taking the stick and drawing stick figure with a crude club...

"Aaaah see see." She nodded. She was embarrassed though, being the daughter of the Cheif she should know all languages. She knew all tribal languages but not the outside languages these men brought.

"Come come." She urged them to follow her with the rest.

Somewhere in the forest

Sergent Hayley and his squad where walking back with the drunk capitain, who kept falling all the time and singing songs. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Hayley saw two people watching them in the bush. He signaled his men to halt, then his soldiers saw them too. "Natives this time, the orders are to aprehend all savages we see peacfully and bring them back to the base but only if they are willing." The two savage knew that they where spoted, but still they did not move, so the Sergent walked to there direction apart from his group. When he got near them, he layed his weapon down on the floor and tried to communicate with them the best he could, trying to tell them that he had peacefully intentions and that he wished for them to follow him.

Kaede and Yuuna came down from the trees He was protective of his lover keeping her behind him.

"Friend?"

"Aaaah see see." She nodded. She was embarrassed though, being the daughter of the Cheif she should know all languages. She knew all tribal languages but not the outside languages these men brought.

"Come come." She urged them to follow her with the rest.

The third Marine nodded "Fix your bayonets, creatures could jump at us at any moment...We should be prepared" Said the fourth, as the squad fixed their bayonets on their rifles; And then followed the young girl.
After a little while the men began talking amongst themselves about the Caz'e Londinium wars "...So you see, the Londie' tripped over the log and swore in some other language, it was hysterical, but them I shot e'm in the head" The other Marines laughed "Londies sure are dumb, they even take the energy to make a blender as a weapon"

UH BASE

The Major was talking with the pilot when suddenly he heard the roar of a plane. He quickly came out of the tent and saw a F-18 who appeared to be from Calizorinstan. He then ran to his communication tent and said to the men inside: "Contact those aircrafts immediatly and find out what the hell they are doing here." "Sir, yes, sir" said one of the soldiers in charge of communication.

-Unknown aircraft, this is UH base, please respond. Over.

-Unknown aircraft, what are youre reasons for being here? Over.

Somewhere in the forest

Sergent Hayley and his squad where walking back with the drunk capitain, who kept falling all the time and singing songs. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Hayley saw two people watching them in the bush. He signaled his men to halt, then his soldiers saw them too. "Natives this time, the orders are to aprehend all savages we see peacfully and bring them back to the base but only if they are willing." The two savage knew that they where spoted, but still they did not move, so the Sergent walked to there direction apart from his group. When he got near them, he layed his weapon down on the floor and tried to communicate with them the best he could, trying to tell them that he had peacfull intentions and that he wished for them to follow him.

The F-18 responded "This is Seagull Three, We're here, because we were ordered to scout out this location over.." The UH-65's pilot said "This is Orthanc Two, we request permission to land over."

With the UH Scouting Party

Captain Monager, realizing that he had been captured and bettered by these men with real weapons and real training, just went along with them without much of a fight other than the occasional annoying song or sea chanty. Even back around his 'friends' there were not many that could stand him during these times. Luckily, he was beginning to sober up from the sleep and shock of being a prisoner of war... or exploration... whichever, he was a prisoner and that shocked him back into reality.

"Hey you!," he mumbled, making a gesture to the man who appeared to be leading their brigade
"Have you happened to see any kids around here? I haven't them since we skuttled the ship and I'm supposing I should know where they are, being their Captain and all." When he spoke the word Captain he puffed out his chest a bit, trying desperately to regain some type of dignity that he had clearly lost to the whiskey and his captors.

Somewhere in the Jungle of Anoruk

The assault squad had followed the girl to what seemed to be a village. Completely against protocol, the leader of the small force had forgotten to radio in to The Alabastor detailing their situation. There were multiple huts around a central area, who knows if it was known for human sacrifice, cooking pig, or dancing. The team assembled themselves into a defensive wheel in the middle of the village and relaxed their guard a bit in response to their seemingly kind greeting. The two scientists in the group stood in the center of the circle viciously and voraciously jotting down notes and recording their own intelligent voices into tape recorders. If nothing else came out of this journey, at least the maps would be better and the two scientists may get a promotion.

The leader of the assault squad, one Hans Hoff, looked around the village surreptitiously for the three or four Gerniards that they had been sent to locate and remove, but seeing none, he just sat down in the circle and tried to make small talk with his men about their families and things of the like.

They waited anxiously for any villager, a chieftan of some sort would be nice, to come and welcome them to the village. Hell, at this point they would settle for another assault squad to keep them company, or at least to keep them occupied for a while.

IC:

The UH-65 continued to hover, the pilot was losing patience by the minute, and he said to his co-pilot "Frank, if we don't land this soon, we're going to buy the farm." Frank nodded and he said "Well, if those fellows make one wrong move, the Navy will be after them in a flash , I doubt they'll.." He looked outside, and he noticed that a couple of soldiers were from Cazelia! Frank said to the pilot "I think the Cazelians noticed me!" He sat back down in the co-pilots seat.

"The strangers have arrived father." Momoka said.

"Thank you Momoka."

"But father, how will we communicate with them? They speak no tribal dialect."

"We will figure something out. Perhaps we can try to mimic their speech?"

"I don't know father."

"Continue to try to talk to them Momoka. We must learn more about these strangers. We need to know if they are friendly or hostile."

"Yes father. I sense a change in the air. There must be a storm approaching."

"We'll deal with that in time."

Storms had a tendency to get rough.

UH Base

"This is Orthanc Two, we request permission to land over."

"This is UH base, you have permission to land, you safest option is on the beach. over."

The major assembled a squad of 5 men and ordered them to greet the pilots and bring them back to the base upon landing.

Somewhere in the forest

Sergent Hayley looked back at the drunken man behind him.

-What? you're a capitain! What a fucking disgrace. Wait a secound, yeah! those guys at the base have been talking about you. So you're the reason they crashed! Lucky you ain't in UH millitary, you would be court marshall by now and probably sentenced to death.

The squad entered the base and the capitain was put into custody in a guarded tent.

"The strangers have arrived father." Momoka said.

"Thank you Momoka."

"But father, how will we communicate with them? They speak no tribal dialect."

"We will figure something out. Perhaps we can try to mimic their speech?"

"I don't know father."

"Continue to try to talk to them Momoka. We must learn more about these strangers. We need to know if they are friendly or hostile."

"Yes father. I sense a change in the air. There must be a storm approaching."

"We'll deal with that in time."

Storms had a tendency to get rough.

The Marines looked around "Looks like good old Caz'e" Said one of them "Yeah, kinda makes you think, doesn't it?" They all nodded "Lets try to find a way to talk to them" Said the one named Illanere "I'll try to talk to them" He walked over and started waving his hands "Down Here!"

Huyen answered the major politely
"My orders was to explore this Island, so I thank you for you help but I think I should leave for the jungel now" but before he could get an answer, the roarig of a jet was heard and the major had to take care of that instead.