The lights of the old ship flickered. A subtle beeping, a subtle clicking, a ting, and ting. The old infiltrator vessel was equipped with small facilities to support a crew of upwards to a dozen people, housing only a simple three. Slowly drifting forward through space, coming after an hour of the transmission launch. This mission was of an importance, and yet not even a single of the large marines of the CI was along with it. Two simple humans, or what it seemed. One was slightly different than the other.
As the vessel drifted forward on autopilot, a number of equipment was dotted across the vessel. The vessel slipped through the darkness slowly. Music playing in the background of the ship as the pair moved around.
"Weapon check, We are going low tech loadouts, keep equipment to a minimal in what we can disguise. Pistols only for carryons, rifles stay with the ship."
The one speaking with a commanding tone was a man with blonde hair and the starting of a beard.
"We got to keep an eye on old era weapons. Swords and bows, the git of everything. Pistols only if you life is about to die and make sure there are no witnesses and it's disguised. Last resort only."
"Commander what about medical?"
A lighter tone, feminine in pitch spoke out from one. They had flowing white hair, but the most catching feature wasn't the hair. They had wings with a pair of fluffy ears atop their head.
"Keep anything emergency advanced hidden in the deep parts of the satchel. Cover it with basic primitive medical supplies, and no sharing. Make sure you tuck those things away as well. If were getting given away its that simple."
The feminine voice peaked as the ears flopped and vanished into the hair while the wings seemed to tuck away. The group began to equip leather and a mix of chainmail gear. Reinforced alloys being used for the armor instead of anything old. To trust the safety of the team while not seeming that out of place. The nonhuman grabbed a bow and arrow. While the leader took ahold of a Sword with a small shield for his arm.
The ship approached the planet as the team locked eyes as they finalized loadouts and took ahold of the armor and equipment they would bring. The ships cloaking beginning as it went from sailing in the void to starting to ditort from reality as the ship sailed forward on its final approach.