Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160111005103/@comment-5543592-20160114024308

The Hermes 72 zoomed towards the Epsilon, and was dwarfed by the Mothership's size.

"Damn big, it is." Stockings muttered.

The rocket slowed as it reached the docking bay, and steadily dropped inside. There was however, a forcefield.

The engineers onboard the Quetzel had obviously planned for this- they'd gotten a team onboard before, after all. Gunny entered a complicated serious of bottons on his control panel, and program was wirelessly uploaded into the Epsilon's systems. The forcefield suddenly disappeared, and the rocket fly in. The field reappeared as they pulled into the docking bay.

The rocket set down, landing gear extending, and Carter nodded for everyone to rise.

The pilot of Aleksandra's Rostislav sped after the Delta IX in front of them, but was careful to stay back far enough out of radar range. When their entered into the forcefield, the Rostislav sped up, not worried about such a thing anymore.

However, the Soviet's would be entering a different way. The pilot landed on bottom of the Mothership, so that the rock was upside down. Inside, no one would notice, do to aritifcal gravity. They'd be entering through the decompression chamber.

"Space or Combat armor on." The pilot announced through the rocket's intercom. "You're going in the long way, comrades."