Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm - Full

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

Terina sat on the Gauntlet, sitting as far away from Lux as she could. She had failed to pay attention, and realize Raven was the squad leader. And more than that, she had talked back to Lux. Was she in the right? Didn't matter. Lux was her squad leader, and if Lux told Brooks about what she had said...well, it wouldn't go well. A beating would be the luckiest option, for her.

 

[Chicago Ted]

Verahl:

"How many did you say there were," Verahl asked Yossar as he finished his tea and placed the cup back on the saucer.

"Five new ones. Including a Krogan."

Verahl gave a slight sigh as he heard this. He didn't know what to think of it. To him, Krogan could either be a great asset, or a strong potential liability. While he trusted Lux, and knew how reliable he was, he had seen first hand with Meer how unstable and fickle they can sometimes be.

"If he gets too aggressive, then we act. Until then, keep tabs on him. We don't want a repeat of what happened with Meer."

"Understood," Yossar said, as he placed on Verahl's desk, various papers and documentation for and from each of them. "I have a list of all of their personal credentials as well. Most provided them personally though, so their authenticity can't be confirmed."

"Normal in this line of work," Verahl said as he started to skim through each of the reports. "Anything that I should no about? Red flags and that sort of thing?"

"A couple, the earth born might be a problem. Killed his most recent crew over a disagreement he had with them. The Krogan also seems to have a death wish."

"Alright," Verahl said as he shifted the papers on his desk. "Give me a while to read through them."

"Understood."

 

[Chicago Ted]

Lux:

"Take them to the bottom floor," Lux said as the doors to the Gauntlet opened once again onto the roof of the Elixir. "There's a prison set up behind the Med-Bay. Lock them up, while I get things settled with Verahl."

With that, Lux stepped down the ramp and onto the roof. He headed to the stairs and walked down a level to meet with Verahl in his office.

 

[Chicago Ted]

Brooks:

"You heard him," said Brooks as he prodded the Captain with his shotgun. "Let's go."

The Captain and the rest of the prisoners stood up, and were marched out of the Gauntlet and onto the roof. Brooks walked over to the elevator, and called it up to take them all down.

 

[The Zango]

"I'll take them with you Brooks" said Ocara as he got to his feet, battling with yet another wave of nausea and an intense headache, not to mention the bruises under his armor and the fact that a part of his face had been ripped away.

' Ah well, its just part of the job' he thought to himself as he hauled one of the more reluctant smugglers to his feet and marched him with the others and Brooks to the elevator, his hand gently resting on his pistol, not that he was going to use it if things went awry, he didn't want shit from Verhal, that'd just mean a larger headache, but instead to hopefully appear more intimidating and to give him a little more focus.

 

[Athol]

"Well, I guess this is it" John said to himself, shouldering his carryall "I hope this works out better that my last 'crew'." He shook his head with a snort and walked through the front doors of Elixr. Looking around the deserted nightclub, he spotted a couple of bored looking guards talking to each other. "Hey!" he called, removing his helmet, "I'm looking for a batarian named umm...Verahl, is he around? Oh, I dont suppose theres a bartender anywhere around to get me a drink is there?" With that he dropped himself and his kit into a corner booth, so he could watch the whole club.

 

[Viking Incognito]

Dregger stepped off the public transport with a grim look on his face. The last planet he had been on was a huge disappointment. He had fought nothing but Batarians and Salarians for months so he was actually happy for the first time in a while.

"HEY UGLY!" A voice called out. Dregger looked at the source and found it to be a Drell hanging out with two Turians.

"Yeah you! The Krogan! Get over here!"

Dregger hated conversation but he figured it would be best to talk to someone in the area.

"What do you want?" Dregger said in his deep threatening Krogan voice.
"You got off in our neighborhood. Now you have to pay the fee."
"There is no fee you little punk. And even if there was I wouldn't pay it. Get lost."
"Don't walk away from me you big ugly *****!"
"If you insist." Then Dregger Punctuated the sentence by headbutting the drell in the face. The green punk collapsed to his knees writhing in pain and yelling random foul language.

"It's probably just a skull fracture. Now I suggest you leave." Dregger told the punk's friends.

They picked up thier friend and ran away as Dregger marched toward the Nightclub. He knew noone would be there and he never dulled his senses with drinks so he just sat at a booth and went to sleep.

If they want me they'll find me. Not like I'm hard to spot. he thought as he drifted off to sleep.

 

[XxSummonerxX]

Wires walked into the nightclub and looked around, trying to see properly. He walked over to the bar and sat down.

A batarian bartender walked up to him and said "Drink?" "None, thank you, Aegis, this is their base?"
The batarian reached over and smacked Wires upside the head and urgently whispered "You trying to get us killed?" "Apologies, good friend. Do that again my combat drone will make your life hell". "Drone? BAH! Where?" sneered the bartender. "Behind you, 'friend'". replied Wires with equal derision.

The bartender turned around slowly, and smiled as best he could "Of course, how can I be of service?" the bartender slowly replied. "Oh just waiting, now that you mention it, I'm partial to Asari Wine". "Of course sir, free of charge". Wires grinned. This was going to be a good job.

 

[Chicago Ted]

Oleene:

Within a minute of the bartender pouring the wine and Wires's combat drone's appearance, Oleene had already marched out of her office and across the deserted night club towards him. She had seen through the window what had happened, and was furious at it.

"Who do you think you are?," she shouted as she approached the bar. A blue aura soon enveloped her hand as Wires turned his head. With a flick of her wrist, it turned the rest of the stool with him, so he was directly facing her.

"Verahl told me about you a few gung-ho mercs showing up, so what do I do? I have the club cleared out. I set things up early so you can be comfortable. I even have Krav over there, show up early, so he can get whatever you want. And what do I get in return? I get some cowboy Salarian coming into MY club, thinking he god damn well owns the place, demanding a drink, and deciding to threaten my bartender when he doesn't get it!"

She was well within Wires personal bubble now and getting more and more aggressive with each passing word. But she wasn't closed to finished with this Salarian yet. She wasn't going to let him off that easy though. Before he could even start to respond, Oleene flared her Biotics once more, this time leaning both the stool and Wires back just enough, so it felt like he was about to fall.

"Now, listen to me punk. If I ever see you threaten another person in my club again, whether it be a patron, one of your mercenary buddies, or my staff, I will send you flying out my doors so fast, that you'll be on crutches for weeks. Am I fucking clear?"

 

[Athol]

With a stretch, John got up and approached the bartender, who was now trying to put some distance between himself and the enraged Asari. "Yo, Krav was it? can I get a beer?" After Krav got John his beer, he walked over to where the Asari was threatening the newly arrived Salarian, and smacked the Salarian in the back of the head.

"You dumbass fuckin' salamander, you are seriously threatening to ruin my good mood, and is she dosent severely hurt you" he said motioning to Oleene "I may just shoot you, so why dont you be a good boy, apologize, pay for your drink, and go wait outside 'till the boss calls you, okay?" Looking at Oleene, he put on a big overly cheesy grin and said "You're violent, I like you!" then walked back to his booth to drink his beer.

 

[XxSummonerxX]

"In my defense, I didn't demand a drink... this batarian ape of yours attacked me, then I wanted a drink, and I apologize, but you may want to keep your bartenders in check". Replied Wires with a cocky grin. "Verahl eh? I need to speak with him as soon as possible."

 

[Chicago Ted]

Oleene:

"Nice to see one of you that shows some decency!" she said as she released her Biotics, and let Wires fall to the floor. "Thought that was dieing out in mercs these days."

She looked up at Krav, staring at him, waiting for him.

"So, what happened then Krav?" she asked, annoyed at the fact that she had to ask.

"He came in hear, shot his mouth out about Verahl," he said, rather nervous. "You and him both told us, that anyone comes in hear asking for him like that, that they're either one of two things. They're either someone looking for information on Aegis, and where they're at, or their a dumbass who shouldn't be running their mouth out about it in public."

Oleene used her Biotics to keep Wires on the ground as she stood over him.

"You want to know what he's doing? He's following his orders, and he's doing his job. You on the other hand are making mistakes within 10 minutes of walking in the door," she said as she continued to loom over him. "You better watch yourself."

She then released her Biotics, before taking a seat at the counter, and waiting for Krav to pour her drink.

"Verahl will be here soon enough," she said passively to all of them. "Know though that he isn't going to jump for you. You should all damn well know by know that you're the ones working for him. So none of you start running your mouths in front of him, like this bratty asshole has, or else you'll be in for far worse."

 

[XxSummonerxX]

Now knowing fully well that this Asari was to strong for him, Wires rose to his feet, and keeping back the witty remark implying her mother melded with Varren, he apologetically replied "I'm sorry Matron, just excited. Apologies? I can set you up with a brand new FENRIR mech, with updated anti hacking programing, written by a true genius in the field... me."

Without even waiting for a reply he walked up to John's booth, still clutching the slightly depleted glass of wine and yelled "AND IF YOU DARE CALL ME A SALAMANDER AGAIN I'LL SNAP FREEZE YOU AND THROW YOU INTO SPACE!"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

Getting off the shuttle, Terina headed into the nightclub. She desperately needed a drink, to steel herself for the inevitable call into Verahl's office. However, she was distracted by the yelling of Wires. "No need for threats, surely. We don't need to lose any members to infighting."

 

[XxSummonerxX]

Wires glanced over at Terina. "Bah, humans and their intolerance of the more advanced", he spat, then glared back at John. "Be glad we're on the same side human..." "We haven't met before, I'm Torin "Wires" Kirran, Tech and AI expert. Glad to meet you". He started to extend his hand towards Terina and realized he was still holding his wine. He put it down on the table and motioned to Krav. "Hey Krav! I need a refill! Got any Vintage 2183 Asari Honey Mead? I'll pay this time!" He then extended his hand towards Terina.

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

She shook his hand. "Terina. You must be new to this place." She smiled, letting go of his hand and ordering a drink. Picking it up, she drank it slowly. "Don't worry. The group takes care of its own. But we aren't averse to punishing those who stray from the guidelines."

 

[XxSummonerxX]

"True, true that's what I would hope, but that human will be trouble. One wrong step and I might just slip up and set my FENRIRs on him." He reached over to pick up his wine.

"Asari Honey Mead... Vintage 2183... Best year for Honey Mead... sighed Wires taking an appreciative sip. "Hey, do you think Verahl would let me keep my pet FENRIR mech 'Erebus' in here? I've had him since I was 10, very special, very deadly."

OOC: You do mean "Shook his hand" not "Shook his head" lol.

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"Depends on whether you can keep him under control. Couldn't hurt to ask."

 

[XxSummonerxX]

"I added a program I call "Watchdog AI".
Anyone who isn't entered into his database as "friendly" or not wearing our logo is treated suspiciously. If that "suspicious" person draws a gun, he is an enemy, and he will attack.

Otherwise he defaults to another program I wrote, "Puppy AI". He's just a normal Earth dog otherwise... but made of metal, and deadly.
He also has special anti hacking firewalls and encryptions. You can hack him, but it takes time. You don't have time when you're facing a FENRIR" babbled Wires completely oblivious to the lack of interest from nearly everyone in the room.

 

[The Zango]

"In you go" growled Ocara from the back of the group that stood outside the open holding cells, as Brooks 'gently' ushered them in with jabs to the ribs with the barrel of his shotgun. As the Salarian's shuffled in, some of them grumbling, Ocara felt his face once more and recoiled slightly at the sting of exposed flesh and broken scale, later he'd have to bandage himself up, for even though visiting Miles would be the rational thing to do, Ocara couldn't stand being in the mans presence for more than once in a week.

"And there we go, thats the last of em'" said Ocara, shutting the security door behind the prisoners once the last one had entered the cells, sealing them in until they would go for interrogation, an interrogation that Ocara wanted to be part of.

"Alright man, I guess Lux and Raven are going to do the admin side with Verhal, I'm going for a drink, this thing smarts" said the Turian to Brooks, his hand going to hi face again, before he turned around and headed off for the bar, he could dress down later, but for now, he just wanted to dull the pain.