Telgar looks in utter amazement at the site before him.  Was it his mind playing tricks on   him?  He takes a small sip of water and looks again.  It looked real.  Telgar simply says "Whoever has the magnigoggles..." and trails off knowing that it was implied and understood what would  need to be done.
    Raleigh is suddenly aware of how thirsty he is. No sooner had he noticed the Oasis did it hit him in fact. "Permission to take us on over?" he states to Brennon, more as a statement than a question.
        Upon first seeing the enigma, a piece of Brenon felt at peace. 'Odd that
 such a thing should be found out here'.... He looked to his right to see
 the scorched lands, he looked to his far left only to see an ocean of sand,
 finally he rested his eyes on the palms, wondering what comfort their shade
 might provide... It was all too good. TOO Good. His first instinct was to
 run away from this place. That something wasn't Koshore, perhaps this was a
 trap for the average passerby.......but were there any average passerbys on
 this planet? Perhaps this spot attracts animal forms and what if the worms
 know this....all huddled along the outskirts of the grass;
 waiting.....perhaps they could travel under the grassy ground as well.
 Perhaps the pirates know of this spot and know we'll see it. Perhaps.......
 'perhaps''perhaps', Brenon thought to himself. Besides, it was useless to
 contemplate this issue, he could read the look on his crewmates faces, the
 hunger in their eyes. 'Damn, we're pretty much out in the open where ever
 we go, might as well be out in the open and in comfort' Brenon thought.
 "Permission to take us on over?" Raliegh said to Brenon.
         Brenon leaned over, placing his hand on Raliegh's shoulder as he did.
 "Granted, but take us to that outcropping of palms on the far side of the
 water body" The next message he whispered to Raliegh, "But keep your eyes
 open. Something doesn't seem quite right about this..."
         Upon the approach to the mini paradise, Brenon will visualy scan the area
 the best he can for any oddities, not letting his attention be distracted
 by the scene before him.
    For a moment, Raleigh did not interpret the message, then it hit him. During all this travel, he had actually found himself forgetting where they were, forgetting who was after them, and forgetting that some of his friends had died here already.
    Shaking his head and smiling a bit, he nodded and replied, "Gotcha, first sign of trouble and we are outta here."
    Leave it too a Combat type to point out the obvious that only a tech could forget.

   As the crew got closer to it's destination, Brenon set about prepping rifles and placing them near the exit ramp.
    The Explorer rolled to a stop and the engine slowly drulled down to a low hum before it finally silenced.
    "I want everyone armed as you disembark the explorer....."
    As the Explorer pulls near the Oasis and rolls to a halt, the team steps out, looking around cautiously, as a cat sneaks upon its first prey. The grass surrounding the Oasis is not full, but it is comes in patches. It still looks like Eden compared to the surrounding landscape. Scattered palm like trees extend 30 meters beyond the Oasis, which is strangled by a growth of bushes who took root as close to the waterline as possible.
    Slowly, weapons drawn and with cautious eye, the team makes its way to the oasis. Being sure to spread out in their advance, Zhirrzh remembers what he saw that night on watch.
     "If the ground beneath you trembles," Zhirrzh warns, although it was already on everyone's mind, "run like hell."
   Surely this welcome pit stop in the middle of this barren land was known to any living things (if there were any) that lived nearby. This is reinforced by the many tracks that are left around the water. It is not hard to recognize that this is a popular gathering place by the locals, whatever or whoever they may be.
    Kah'liss reaches the water, Toxyrad gauge in hand, and reaches down to pull a sample. The water is cool and refreshing. With the surprises they've seen so far, something in the back of his head expects some three eyed razor toothed fish to lurch out and drag him in...But the calm waters remain undisturbed.
    After a minute, the Toxyrad gauge lights green and Kah'liss studies the short report. He then looks up to the rest of the team with what can only be a grin.
         "She's fresh, potable water, for sure."

    Raleigh took a few laps around the rig, looking for noticable problems, Raleigh waited just long enough for a return on the Toxy guage before heading for the water.
    Dropping to his knees at the edge of the pool, he immersed his hands in the liquid and rubbed his face. Normally he would not waste the precious water in such an environment but something got the best of him.
    Once satisfied with his "bath", Raleigh turned and looked back to Brennon.
    "Ok, now what do we do?"
    Zhirrzh opens the door and steps out onto the green grass. He slowly flexes his toes, clenching the grass and savoring the feeling of peace it brings. He stands there for a moment more, then walks over to a nearby tree and sits down with his back against the trunk. A great sigh of contentment escapes from Zhirrzh and he relaxes visibly against the tree. His eyes close and his breathing comes regularly. Relaxed and content, Zhirrzh
savors the green smells.
    "I really needed this," he mumbles.
 
         Brenon watched intently as Kay'liss tested the water. A green light popped
 up and Brenon let out a sigh of relief. She's good. Immediately, Raliegh
 was at the edge of the water, wetting his mug.
         "Kay'liss, make sure you jot down these coordinates and run a few more
 tests while you're at it. I need to try an get a message back to Streel,
 let them know what has happened now that things have simmered down a bit.
 Feel free to break out some rations."
         Brenon heads back to the explorer and grabs the Sub Space Radio. He then
 begins to align the dish and then activates the radio.... Here's the
 message Brenon will send. "Streel Corp, this is Team 2, Expedition team
 Volturnus. We have crashed on planet's surface. Serena Dawn was attacked by
 unknown assailants which forced expedition team to depart Serena Dawn. Fate
 of Serena Dawn is unknown. We have two team members dead, Lyrium and
 Rolgar. Request immediate evac. Current position....<Brenon gives current
 position>. Brenon out."

         "Well, let's hope they get that and pray it's not intercepted by the
 pirates......"
         "Zhirrzh, if you're up to it, see what you can do about making the
 explorer's thumb a little less sore."
         "Doesn't look like food will be an issue........" Brenon half says as he
 stares at the many tracks going this way and that.

   After Kah'liss gave the okay for the water, Zhirrzh climbed up from his little patch of grass and began scouting the area. He found an abundant set of tracks scattered over the entire area of the oasis, but nothing extraordinary. A quick-footed lizard scampered past him and Zhirrzh decided that maybe a few snares or other traps should be set. A few specimens for study should prove beneficial.
    Zhirrzh glanced up from where the lizard had run off to and gave Brenon a nod. "I'll see what I can do."
    Looking around, Zhirrzh finds a spot where the Explorer could be parked and best concealed. He walks over to Raleigh and taps the tech on the shoulder to draw his attention.
    "If you could, I'd like you to move the Explorer over there." Zhirrzh points to his intended hiding spot.
    As Raleigh moves the Explorer, Zhirrzh begins gathering the debris he'll need to camouflage the vehicle. A little while later, Zhirrzh steps back from his work and nods in satisfaction. "That should do for the time being."
    Zhirrzh picks up some of the remaining debris and starts to fashion four small snares. He looks up after finishing his first snare and speaks out to the group.
    "If someone isn't too busy, I could use a hand. I'm going to lay a few snares for some of the smaller animals and I'd also like to have a couple of shallow pits on the edges of the oasis. I need someone to dig while I finish these snares. Anyone up for it?"