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20150220

Neo Static: Enmity Terrene I

The convoy rolled into base, Ruffo felt a sigh of relief as the the huge one-foot thick steel door slid back down and locked itself into the ground once again. She jumped off the truck before it had a chance to fully stop and was received by a yeoman, who handed her a clipboard. She took it and signed away.

She turned her attention to Ksen and told him, "Make sure the team gets R&R. We'll regroup in an hour for the memorial service for the fallen."

Ksen nodded and then his eyes alerted her that a big-wig was coming.

She noticed the eggheads approaching, along with General Munson as well, and she snapped to attention.

"At easy, Ruffo," Munson said. "You're gonna break something."

"Is he still alive?" Hyllensen, one of the eggheads asked.

Ruffo shot him a look which told him that she hadn't failed at that task.

"Good," Munson said. "Let's get him unloaded and into sick bay."

Neo Static: Awakening Zero IX

The ride back to base camp was long; Ruffo felt more at rest now that she was heading back home. The Corpsman was looking after the stranger, keeping an eye on him after he had patched up the wounded and given last rites to those who didn't make the trip.

"I hope that bastard's worth it," Ksen said to Ruffo. "We lost some good men out there today."

"Well, it's a gamble we take each day," Ruffo told him. "We knew what we got into when we signed up for this. Each day is a risk we take and be thankful once we made it to another day."

Ksen was still feeling the loss of his friend, but he could understand what Ruffo was saying.

"I know it doesn't make it any better," Ruffo said.




20150218

Neo Stac: Awakening Zero VIII

Bullets and slugs danced in the heavens, a weird symphony of death being played out in a field of battle. Ruffo's team gave back as good as they got. She barked orders like a conductor at a concert, her team followed them with precision. An Ul'ran craft kissed the ground, bringing up so much dirt and smoke.

"Got one," Ksen said. "They ought to be leavin' now."

It was funny; if one craft went down the others would always leave. Maybe it had something to do with a link to each other, but no one was ever sure of what that was.


Ruffo breathed a sigh of relief as there were only three casualties and four wounded this time around. Those were good odds these days.

20150216

Neo Static: Awakening Zero VII

The battle began just soon as Ruffo's team emerged from the complex; the Ul'ran fighter crafts, 6 of them, appeared upon the horizon with guns blazing. The Ul'ran crafts were an obscene blend of steel and organics looking like a bird turned inside out. All Ruffo knew about them was that they had appeared 88 years ago when something happened and a portal was opened...

Several huge slugs ripped past her head, one of them hitting Booker and taking him down. The slug entered his upper chest and exited out of his back leaving a four centimeter hole. The slug itself was still alive and on the ground, dying. It had done its job.


"Give 'em Hell boys!" Ruffo barked.

20150213

Neo Static: Awakening Zero VI

Katt and Booker went ahead, their pulse rifles primed and ready for action. Ruffo kept an eye on the stranger since he seemed to slip into a coma after sitting up and stating what was a strange statement to begin with.

"Ksen," she keyed her mic. "We're heading out. How'd your search go?"

"Got some supplies, Sir," Ksenych replied over the mic. "We're back at the convoy, waiting."

"Any sign of anything yet?" she asked.

"We got about two minutes before all hell breaks loose," Ksenych replied.

"Damn," Ruffo muttered. It's going to be a close one that's for sure... They had wasted precious seconds when the container opened.

20150206

Neo Static: Awakening Zero V

"What the hell was that?" Katt asked as she stared at the unconscious body in the container. The fellow had spoken as if an experiment had failed and now had fallen back to sleep.

"We got company coming, Sir," a voice clicked on the radio, snapping Ruffo out of moment.

"Okay crew," she ordered. "Time to hustle out of here."

20150203

Neo Static: Awakening Zero IV

A hissing sound came from the container, as well as several clanking sounds which reminded Ruffo of the sound of popping knucklebones that her uncle used to make. This put the team on alert and they stepped back from the container, weapons drawn and ready to unload.

The lid of the container popped open, releasing a slight cold mist, and they all waited to see what happened next.

Katt primed a grenade, just in case it was needed.

The fellow from the container rose up like a man awakening from a nap, his bright blue eyes open and looking around as he stretched. He sat there and took in his surroundings and met with Ruffo's eyes as she stared right back into his.

"Well," Max said. "That answered that question."

20150131

Neo Static: Awakening Zero III

The container floated across the floor; the pins held the weight. Ruffo noted that, as they moved through the passage, the lights on the device were blinking in sequence now: an activation process had been initiated.

"Damn," she muttered under her breath and held the stop signal up. "Whatever we did-"

She began but she was interrupted by the splashing as water was released from the container and onto the floor.

20150129

Neo Static: Awakening Zero II

"Time to go," Lastings whispered to Ruffo, shaking her from her studying of the container. "We stayed too long."

"Yep," Ruffo stated. She glanced around at the others and nodded the all-clear signal. "Let's get him to the truck."

Katt set out the Hover pins on the floor and activated them as they laid the container on it. Once the last pin was turned on the container hovered twenty five centimetres from the floor. Katt handed Ruffo the clip and Ruffo tucked it onto her belt.

"All set," Ruffo keyed her mike. "We're on our way."

"Roger," a voice came on, "Seven Echo Echo Niner."

"Echo Seven Niner Echo," Ruffo replied. The command to let them know they were not in distress.

20150127

Neo Static: Awakening Zero I

Ruffo looked over the container, studying it like a chess master calculating moves. She didn't want to be bringing the container back to base simply on the notion that it could be a trap. A bomb that could go off and then everyone is screwed.

"What you thinking of doing?" Lastings asked.

"I think we should just bring it back," Katt said. "Let the eggheads there have a looksee."

Ruffo waved her hand at them, motioning them to be silent. She wanted to be sure that it was safe to take back with them. She looked at the man in the glass, floating in the liquid inside. His eyes closed, his breathing was deep and slow. He looked like a man taking a nap; she tapped on the glass to see if his eyes would open, but they didn't.

20150123

Neo Static: Begin at The Beginning IV

The man encased in the container, surrounded by gel, was in a deep sleep.

"A cryo-tube?" Lastings asked.

"Looks like it," Ruffo said.

"How long has it been here?" Lastings wanted to know. "Who the hell is in it?"

"We'll know more once we get it back to base," Ruffo stated. She signalled the others to assist carrying the container back to the vehicle. "They'll know more once we get it there."

20150119

Neo Static: Begin at The Beginning III

The crew lifted the container, flipping it on its side. That's when Ruffo's eyes widened in surprise. The other side of the container had a thick plexi-glass case and green liquid inside. Floating inside it was a man.

20150117

Neo Static: Begin At The Beginning II

They were four hundred feet underground in the Biodome lab, where the trees, gardens, and flora, along with a fauna or two, were kept. Ruffo entered through a huge freight door as she spotted Lastings, Katt and Booker standing around a huge vat.

"Look what we have here," Lastings acknowledged Ruffo and pointed to a large container. "Booker discovered the markings on it. Is this what we are looking for?"

"Damned if I know," Ruffo said as she inspected the crate. "I only follow orders, Corporal, not inquire on what the hell to do with 'em."

Ruffo inspected the container. It was larger than man-sized and wider as well. It had a series of dials and a row of tiny lights flashing along the side.

"Could be a storage container," Katt spoke up.

"Or could be a bomb," Ruffo interjected.

Though she could make out the words along the top:

PROJECT C.U.B.E.