Del Roach touched down on the beach about a half klick from the coordinates he had been given. He had carefully flown around just in case somebody was monitoring the area.
Now, he gathered his recording equipment. He would need to get within visual range to get what he needed. If whatever had drawn Star Fleet admiralty to that site was taking place indoors, his equipment was designed to defeat a number of different scrambling methods. And if they are outside, so much the better. Out of breath, he reached a forcefield that separated the property ahead. Quickly, he pulled out an instrument and began scanning the field. If he could get the right frequency,.... (gm?) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
