Terina took the drink, waving a hand to Ethan in acknowledgment of his gift. However, she continued watching the patron, waiting for his response to her very thinly veiled threat.
Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm - Full
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Patron:
The patron glanced back and forth between Ethan and Terina a few times before shrugging.
"Fuck it," he blurted loudly as he brought one of his arms down heavily on the counter, giving an audible thud. "Just get me an ale."
With that, the patron ignored the other two as he waited for his drink. He started scoping the club out once more trying to find the next piece of meat to hit on, and one that would hopefully not hit him back.
The patron glanced back and forth between Ethan and Terina a few times before shrugging.
"Fuck it," he blurted loudly as he brought one of his arms down heavily on the counter, giving an audible thud. "Just get me an ale."
With that, the patron ignored the other two as he waited for his drink. He started scoping the club out once more trying to find the next piece of meat to hit on, and one that would hopefully not hit him back.
Ethan took a swig of his drink and turned to Terina, "It's a good thing he backed off, it's always embarrassing fighting drunks, it's like fighting kids, there's just no challenge."
Uvakha Korat entered the club. The inherant pulsing rythmn of the music was loud; Omega was always loud. Korat disliked this. When it was loud, he would not have optimal sound perception, and as a result, would need to pay more attention to his other senses to make up for his weaker hearing in order to operate at peak proficiency. Korat ALWAYS operates at peak proficiency.
As he passed a disgruntled bar patron, most likely ready to drink himself into a depressive or violent state of intoxication after a failed mating request, and towards two of his new colleagues, in an attempt to join them to promote effective commaradery and efficient teamwork. Not one of his favorite things to do...
He had previously sized them up upon meeting the team. Ethan was human, colonial, psychologically immature by Korat's standards, but a trained and effective fighter in rough situations, whether or not those situations were his own damn fault. He was a evidently a moralist of some sort, seeing as he dropped out of the military for most likely personal reasons, only to join an outfit like Aegis. This could be a downfall. Korat found that persuing a sense of morality was a weakness, and chose to improve himself rather than to try foolhardily to save the world around him.
The Asari, on the other hand, was most certainly a violent and brilliant warrior, but Korat had not seen her excersize much self control.
Korat needed to know EVERYTHING about this company. He needed to if and how much he could trust them.
He approached the pair.
"Not all fights are the same, Asari. Combat scenarios change, and strategies effect both events and the overall outcome of an occurance."
He grunted, forming a sneering grin.
"In truth, there are nine kinds of fights."
As he passed a disgruntled bar patron, most likely ready to drink himself into a depressive or violent state of intoxication after a failed mating request, and towards two of his new colleagues, in an attempt to join them to promote effective commaradery and efficient teamwork. Not one of his favorite things to do...
He had previously sized them up upon meeting the team. Ethan was human, colonial, psychologically immature by Korat's standards, but a trained and effective fighter in rough situations, whether or not those situations were his own damn fault. He was a evidently a moralist of some sort, seeing as he dropped out of the military for most likely personal reasons, only to join an outfit like Aegis. This could be a downfall. Korat found that persuing a sense of morality was a weakness, and chose to improve himself rather than to try foolhardily to save the world around him.
The Asari, on the other hand, was most certainly a violent and brilliant warrior, but Korat had not seen her excersize much self control.
Korat needed to know EVERYTHING about this company. He needed to if and how much he could trust them.
He approached the pair.
"Not all fights are the same, Asari. Combat scenarios change, and strategies effect both events and the overall outcome of an occurance."
He grunted, forming a sneering grin.
"In truth, there are nine kinds of fights."
"I don't go looking for fights. I am not adverse to one if it is efficient in the long run, however." Terina looked up at him. "And of course combat scenarios change. For example, he was a harmless drunk. A threat worked. However, had he drawn a pistol, I would have had to draw my shotgun, and flip the table for cover."
"look at him, if he's had combat experience outside of a bar room brawl then I'm a Rachni," Ethan quipped, "if he drew his pistol it would've been simpler to just force him to shoot up then take him down. A quick flip of biotics to the barrel of his gun, then a fist to his face, no one's dead and he's out of the bar, quick, clean, easy."
"But I am interested, you said there were 'nine kinds of fights'?"
"But I am interested, you said there were 'nine kinds of fights'?"
Oleene:
The patron recognized the Asari as she approached and quickly moved away from the counter. She shook her head as he scurried off, and continued towards the others.
"That's the question I should be asking Santius," Oleene said as she approached the mercenaries.
Oleene served as the business half of Verahl, watching the clubs and businesses that were now under Aegis's control. This included the Elixir, the club they were all currently in.
"Now, is there going to be a problem with all of you in here?" she started as she walked in front of all of them, making sure their attetion was focused on her. "I told Verahl earlier, I don't mind if you come up here for drinks, but what I do care about is if you start up a fight in here. Do you know how hard it is to attract decent customers if your club is known only for the bars that break out in it? No offence Korat, but we'd attract more of your crowd, and having more then two Krogan in a room at once is normally just asking for trouble, either for each other or more likely for the rest of the damn room."
She took the patron's seat in the middle of the mercenaries as she waited for their response.
The patron recognized the Asari as she approached and quickly moved away from the counter. She shook her head as he scurried off, and continued towards the others.
"That's the question I should be asking Santius," Oleene said as she approached the mercenaries.
Oleene served as the business half of Verahl, watching the clubs and businesses that were now under Aegis's control. This included the Elixir, the club they were all currently in.
"Now, is there going to be a problem with all of you in here?" she started as she walked in front of all of them, making sure their attetion was focused on her. "I told Verahl earlier, I don't mind if you come up here for drinks, but what I do care about is if you start up a fight in here. Do you know how hard it is to attract decent customers if your club is known only for the bars that break out in it? No offence Korat, but we'd attract more of your crowd, and having more then two Krogan in a room at once is normally just asking for trouble, either for each other or more likely for the rest of the damn room."
She took the patron's seat in the middle of the mercenaries as she waited for their response.
"No one's starting anything. I just came up for a few drinks, then some drunk fool wanted to make trouble, started yelling at me and hitting on Terina. That's hardly the kind of clientele you want is it?"
"Ha, god forbid my tab get any bigger, last time I made a note of it, it looked like a phone number" joked Ocara, shouldering his rifle and rotating his neck as he did so. Once his rifle was secured around his shoulder, Ocara stood up from his leaning position and walked past the two guards, bidding them a tongue-in cheek remark by way of a goodbye as he descended the stairs into the HQ once more.
"I was about to come down anyway, just needed to calibrate the sights. Same time tomorrow?"
"I was about to come down anyway, just needed to calibrate the sights. Same time tomorrow?"
Oleene:
"The kind of clients I want in here are the ones that show up with an account full of credits, and leave with it empty," she said as she picked up a drink from the counter that the bartender had poured her. She took a sip and was about to start speaking to the mercenaries again, before turning back around to the other Asari. "Make another, this time remember, two parts juice, one part liquor, if you can't get the drinks right we can put you at a pole."
The Asari bartender quickly took the glass and emptied it and started preparing a new drink for Oleene.
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, the difference between a harmless drunk like him and the rest of you, is that if he starts a fight, Janx will be on him in a minute and teach him a lesson on manners in the alley behind the club. You on the other hand, will draw a gun on him if he tried something like that, or beat him to within inches of his life in front of the rest of the club."
She paused a moment as the new drink was set to her side. She took a sip, nodded at the bartender, and focused once again on everyone else.
"I'll remind you of the little deal we have going on up here again. As part of what Verahl and I worked out, all of you are entitled to your share of free drinks here as long as you behave. That includes not getting smashed up here and causing trouble, or getting into a bar fight with some random drunk that gives you a bit of attitude. Understood?"
"The kind of clients I want in here are the ones that show up with an account full of credits, and leave with it empty," she said as she picked up a drink from the counter that the bartender had poured her. She took a sip and was about to start speaking to the mercenaries again, before turning back around to the other Asari. "Make another, this time remember, two parts juice, one part liquor, if you can't get the drinks right we can put you at a pole."
The Asari bartender quickly took the glass and emptied it and started preparing a new drink for Oleene.
"Now, where were we? Oh yes, the difference between a harmless drunk like him and the rest of you, is that if he starts a fight, Janx will be on him in a minute and teach him a lesson on manners in the alley behind the club. You on the other hand, will draw a gun on him if he tried something like that, or beat him to within inches of his life in front of the rest of the club."
She paused a moment as the new drink was set to her side. She took a sip, nodded at the bartender, and focused once again on everyone else.
"I'll remind you of the little deal we have going on up here again. As part of what Verahl and I worked out, all of you are entitled to your share of free drinks here as long as you behave. That includes not getting smashed up here and causing trouble, or getting into a bar fight with some random drunk that gives you a bit of attitude. Understood?"
Guards:
Janx fiddled with the heat sink a bit before tossing it back to Ocara as he left.
"Next time bring some of that Salarian's food up, I could use a good meal," Janx yelled before walking back to the elevator.
Triven shook his head at Janx's remark before sending the elevator back to the lobby.
Janx fiddled with the heat sink a bit before tossing it back to Ocara as he left.
"Next time bring some of that Salarian's food up, I could use a good meal," Janx yelled before walking back to the elevator.
Triven shook his head at Janx's remark before sending the elevator back to the lobby.
Paladin raised his drink in a sort of mocking salute, "you're the lady with the drinks, I know a good thing when I've got one, and I'm not about to mess any up. 'No killing the customers'" Paladin gave her a wry grin and raised his drink again at the Asari before drinking it down.
"But for the record, the one you might want to be warning is Terina, I saw her hand over that shotgun of hers before he backed off, this is Omega, no one is unarmed, the last thing anyone needs is a firefight, especially one we're not getting paid for."
"But for the record, the one you might want to be warning is Terina, I saw her hand over that shotgun of hers before he backed off, this is Omega, no one is unarmed, the last thing anyone needs is a firefight, especially one we're not getting paid for."
"Well you want to get into the occasional scrap, don't you? Just to keep your skills sharp and to stave off boredom" said Ocara jokingly, as he came up behind the group in the club, having only caught the end of the conversation and was hoping to hear what got them a telling off from Oleene, though even on the best of days one could witness a bollocking from the business manager just by simply hanging out in the club.
Ocara took a seat a couple chairs down from Oleene and ordered himself a drink, nothing too strong though, as Ocara had given up heavy drinking when Lexi had died, in an effort to try and forget her, though conversely he found himself remembering her whenever he drank now, but still, a little reminiscence wasn't a bad thing.
"So Terina, I'm guessing you were the cause of this?" asked Ocara playfully, smiling at the merc and shaking is head in mock disapproval as he said so, since not only did he know her temperament, but Ocara wasn't the type of person that liked to offend anyone, even inadvertently.
Ocara took a seat a couple chairs down from Oleene and ordered himself a drink, nothing too strong though, as Ocara had given up heavy drinking when Lexi had died, in an effort to try and forget her, though conversely he found himself remembering her whenever he drank now, but still, a little reminiscence wasn't a bad thing.
"So Terina, I'm guessing you were the cause of this?" asked Ocara playfully, smiling at the merc and shaking is head in mock disapproval as he said so, since not only did he know her temperament, but Ocara wasn't the type of person that liked to offend anyone, even inadvertently.
"I suppose. He was causing problems, and I used the most efficient means to solve the problem. Others saw it as me trying to pick a fight."
"yeah, of course Ocara, nothing breaks up boredom like a good fight, but there's a difference between a scrap and a firefight. And there's one good rule that I think is relevant here "Don't shit where you eat" if I go starting fights, they'll be at someone else's bar."
Paladin turned to Terina, "and no one's saying you tried to pick a fight, you don't strike me as the type who starts fights, you're the type who ends them. I'm saying that your means may have been a bit extreme, like dropping a nuke on an anthill, sure it works, but there are better methods."
Paladin turned to Terina, "and no one's saying you tried to pick a fight, you don't strike me as the type who starts fights, you're the type who ends them. I'm saying that your means may have been a bit extreme, like dropping a nuke on an anthill, sure it works, but there are better methods."
"Amen to that. Also, 'don't shit where you eat'? I've always loved Human sayings" replied Ocara, smiling as he tried to get his head around the peculiar turn of phrase and at the same time wondering how Humans were so good at concocting them.
"But Terina, don't always let your first instincts turn to drawing a gun, trust me I've been there and its never turned out well" continued Ocara, first indicating to his new cybernetic eye with its deep red glow and secondly to the scars that seemed to completely cover his left hand, where in the middle his hand seemed to dip sharply inwards like a sinkhole.
"But Terina, don't always let your first instincts turn to drawing a gun, trust me I've been there and its never turned out well" continued Ocara, first indicating to his new cybernetic eye with its deep red glow and secondly to the scars that seemed to completely cover his left hand, where in the middle his hand seemed to dip sharply inwards like a sinkhole.
"If it is efficient, why not? Peaceful solutions can work, no doubt. But what if a peaceful solution takes several times as long as a threat or violent response?"
"I'm not going to get into that one. Discussions on ethics get recursive quick, I'll just say 'shit happens', and 'you've gotta learn to play it by ear.' past that we'd just be arguing philosophy."
Paladin turned back to the Asari behind the bar and ordered another drink, he wasn't planning on staying, but he wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to get accustomed to his new team, after all, in all likelihood he'd probably have to trust his life to them at some point. He needed to know their idiosyncrasies now. He could tell that the Asari wouldn't flinch at cold necessities, but would need a tight reign from command. The Krogan was obviously a consummate professional, Paladin made a mental note to loan him a copy of the art of war. The Turian, Ocara, acted like a good partner, the kind of guy you want shooting cover fire, and anyone with those kind of scars was either really good or really bad, hopefully there would be a shakedown mission so Paladin could figure out which.
Paladin turned back to the Asari behind the bar and ordered another drink, he wasn't planning on staying, but he wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to get accustomed to his new team, after all, in all likelihood he'd probably have to trust his life to them at some point. He needed to know their idiosyncrasies now. He could tell that the Asari wouldn't flinch at cold necessities, but would need a tight reign from command. The Krogan was obviously a consummate professional, Paladin made a mental note to loan him a copy of the art of war. The Turian, Ocara, acted like a good partner, the kind of guy you want shooting cover fire, and anyone with those kind of scars was either really good or really bad, hopefully there would be a shakedown mission so Paladin could figure out which.