"Mayday, mayday, tis is Cpt. Gloval of the UNS Mjolnir. Ve are going down, repeat, ve are on a collision path wit Macross. Any personnel on ze ground get ze hell out of ze way!"
The giant space fortress is falling but not quite at terminal velocity - there are still some anti-grav units in operation. On the ground there is a general scramble for shelter; both UN soldiers and civilians clamor for space in the bunkers.
Precious minutes later the great ship impacts the ground and a shock wave of dust and dirt is flung away from its resting place. Buildings near by are leveled by the wave, windows blowing out as the frames buckle. Windows are shattered for a good mile from the impact zone. When the dust clears the ship can be seen, if there were anyone to see, to have embedded itself several feet into the ground.
Then the bombardment begins.
The three ominous shadows in the sky begin opening up with what can only be described as a laser bombardment of the island. Within moments all standing structures are razed to the ground, save for any that were designed as shelters. Most of those, mercifully, were underground anyway.
The radio crackles to life, barely audible over the shrieking sounds of steel being super-heated and subsequently cooling. "*shhk* Tis is Cpt. .... Gloval ... Mjolnir. Activating ... emergency ... fold. Идите с Богом."
There's a brief pause, hanging like a breath on the air. Then the world turns inside out ....
Macabee awakens first, slouched over his console. The Valkyrie is hanging in space, several alarm notifications beeping at him - fortunately none are related to his air supply. Having taken a pretty good head bump (not to mention mental strain), his first thought is that he was hit by something in LEO and should just sit tight and wait for SAR to come get him.
Trout awakens next, also groggy from the ordeal. Above him (relative to his cockpit) he sees Mac's VF with the emergency lights on. Checking his own systems he discovers many are down, but none of them vital.
Icarus wakes up to find his bird grounded on Macross near the Mjolnir. He must have been out for a while, because he was sure it was midday when the fight was happening but it's pitch black night now. Probably took a hit and made a crash landing, knocking him out.
Doc is the last one up, and the most unhappy by it. While the others all have reference points that allows them to make sense of their situation, he's currently floating in a big metal container with most of Delta Company's flight crews.
[OOC: Yes, you're where you think you are. However, the PCs themselves aren't sure of that yet - the fold apparently does strange things to unshielded brains. Currently you're all suffering from mild amnesia - you can remember most of the battle but are missing about a minute prior to fold. For everyone but the doctor there's plausible reasons for the amnesia. The doctor, however, is currently in micro-gravity inside a shelter ... not a lot of ways to lie to oneself about that!]
