Medieval Metal RP

Perin beckoned to Heiwa.
"Come on, let's see what there is to use." He ran to the front of the ship, scared a few natives away with his laser pointer, and scrambled over the wreckage of the back nose of the ship. It was still joined, but that could be rectified. Perin's pointer had a setting that could, after about 15 minutes, cut through the ship's hull separating the two. But there was still some good materials for use.

Heiwa followed eagerly,nearly jumping into the wreckage.He then began searching the wreck,with many phrases along the lines of "Ooh,this looks useful" and "COuld use that" coming from his general direction as he threw pieces out onto a pile he was making.

Perin found the jackpot.
"Computer!" He said gleefully, digging it out. It was a miracle it was mostly in tact. The screen was a little cracked, and a few wires had come loose, but it was definitely usable. It had been cushioned by...
A body.
Perin shuddered, and gently put the computer down near Heiwa's pile. With a computer, a forge, and some metal, he could move the world! He thought. Well, not quite, but not far off.

Gius was looking around for potentially lethal hazards and was impressed when he found none. Suddenly he remembered about his armour and his saxophone. He ran like a madman to the rear end of the ship and jumped into the wreckage. He landed on something soft and he looked down, bodies. He shuddered and started searching the rooms. He kept an eye out for anything else useful aswell...

"Hang on a sec!"Heiwa said,oblivious to Perin's discovery.He ran into the back end of the ship,to the engine room,where he had left his toolbox.Thankfully,it had cooled down after Perin had shut off the engine,and his heatproof toolbox should have protected msot of the tools...
When he found it,he was a little upset.The best tools had been outside of it at the time,while he was working on the engines...They were completely broken.However,the less basic tools like the wrenches and screwdrivers were intact.It would have to do.He picked it up and started lugging it back to the front end of the ship.

Gius had found his armour and put it on, he also found his rifle and saxophone. When he was leaving the room he found them in, he saw that a dead crewmember had a type of PDA on his wrist. Interested he took it off of the corpse and took it with him. When he left the ruined peice of ship he was happily playing his sax. "Oh, here. take a look at this." He said to the engineer and scientist and then he handed the PDA over...

Vente arrived back at the Crash Site, and was gazing at the Ship. Of Course, he had no Idea what it was. He thought it was a big, metal asteroid. His tribe leader rode up to him.

"What is it?" Vente Asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine." he replied.

Then Vente saw "the beasts". They were Icy Blue, and hated by Vente's tribe.

"Vile Beasts" the Chieftain muttered..

Perin looked up.
"Thanks, sir." Perin said, taking the PDA. all the data on it had been wiped, but itself was still in tact. Perfect.
"More natives. And some strange creatures.." He said quietly to both Heiwa and Gius.

Areul said something to Kalkara...in english! He was so startled. To find these people...from space speaking the same language!
"Hello!?" Kalkara stuttered in a friendly though icy voice, which was his tribes normal voices. Suddenly, another tribe behind him.
"Trouble...." He thought to himself.

Aerul and the two Ferons had been slowly backing up to the ship, they hadn't got far when the aliens had arrived. "Do you come in peace or do we have a fight over who owns this, because we will win that fight!"Aerul called back.

"WE WILL DE-" "NO!" Kalkara stopped to one of his tribe mates. "Don't you see? We could become allies with these strange beings. They look strong, and have many resorces we could possibly share..." he wispered.
"We come in peace." Kalkara said to the humans.

Gius was patrolling the surrounding area, tribals still around the place. He saw his scouts and ran over to them. When he arrived he pulled out his pistol and aimed at the tribals. "These creatures been giving you trouble?" He asked. His finger primed and ready to pull the trigger.

"Hmm, stay right there, don't move."Aerul called back. He told his fellow Ferons to stay and be alert. He then went back to the captain. "Sir, the strange creatures there, the icy looking ones, speak common tongue, we were able to communicate with them and they come in peace, wishing to be friendly with us. The others though... They look far more interested in looting or worshipping than peace, we should be careful. Sir!"

Heiwa had not heard the captain.He had been busy working on something from the parts he had scavenged.He stood up,holding a makeshift laser cannon in his hand.
"Okay...aiming at that rock...three...two..."He said,and pulled the trigger.The gun exploded,sending him back several feet through a wall of the ship,knocking the already weakened metal down.
"...medic..."He called weakly.

All Vente's tribe did was Stare. They didn't move, just look at the "Beasts".

These beings that fell from the sky..They might just be Friendly.

Vente and the Chieftain walked up to one of them, and they gave a surprised look when they spoke the Same language.

"What are you? Where are you from?" the chieftain asked.

The person gave no reply, looking too scared to answer.

The Chieftain then got off him Horse, walked closer to the Man, and Help him in the air with his Throat.

"What ARE YOU?!"

"Tutian, No!" he called to the Chieftain, but it was too late.
The other crew members saw what was happening it..

Perin spotted what was going on. Ignoring Heiwa's unfortunate blast for the time being, he shot a beam set to stun at the cheiftain, then ran inside and dragged Heiwa to the medic's room.

Gius fired on the chieftain instantly vapourising him. The soldier dropped to the ground and open fired on the others. "Kill the monsters! They are threats!" The other soldier shouted...

The Feron soldier, was trained well, as soon as the alien got to close to the scared scout, he fired, he let loose to accurate laser shots at the creatures head, his rifle remained raised incase they attacked, the other Feron had also raised his rifle and was alert, watching for any sign of an attack. Aerul turned and raised his rifle as soon as he heard the shots fire.

Kalkara, also amazed by the over tribe being able to speak the commen language knew what this ment. RUN!
The Galakarapo's stood back, gettin there claws out and swords ready, just in case. They didn't want to attack, and never usally killed at all. They were dangerous in there lands, and feared, but really only harmed the other tribes, never usually killing them. So the same rules applied now.

"NO!" Vente Shouted, jumping infront of the rest of his Tribe

"What have you done to him? Can't you see? We're as scared as you are! Bring him back this instant!"

The Ferons turned and aimed on Vente, one called out in the gutural and harsh language of Feron. Aerul came forward. "Back off Xeno scum or meet the same fate as the stupid one who we just vaporised!"Aerul yelled, feeling belligerant as three centuries of genetic engineering started to affect his thinking.

Vente thought quick, and launched a huge ball of energy into the dust floor.

A huge cloud of Dust arose, and when It settled, he and his tribe were gone...

"What was that all about?" Kalkara said, coughing from the dust. The tribe turned and healed eachother, even though they had the mildest grazes. It was almost tradition.

The Feron soldiers stood up, one shouldered his rifle but the one who had fired merely lowered it. One of them turned to Kalkara and spoke in his language, then he changed the language to common tongue, "Are you still friendly or do we have to teach another lesson? If you are still friendly come to the ship with us and we will show you around."

Gius holstered his gun and did a quick prayer he then turned to find one of his soldiers offering to show an enemy their base of OP. He walked over to the soldier and said in a quiet tone "You ever do that again and you will be kicked out to fend for yourself. We do not know what they want or if they are even going to stay friendly. Now if you will excuse me, I am going to play my saxofone." He walked off to do just that, leaving the soldier. He took a long stare at the tribals before entering the ship.