Wires joined Santius and Terina at their table. "Hello friends! I've met you both before, only I was drunk!.. being sober blows... what are we talking about?" asked Wires.
Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm - Full
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Korat entered the club, sulking and shuffling his way moodily over to the table the Turian, Quarian and the Salarian recruit were gathered. He had spent the past the past while completely reorganizing his personal space, only to have realized that he had catagorized his boxes of completed crossword puzzles in reverse alphabetical order insead of chronological order. Korat had completed atleast one thousand books worth. He kept them so that he would always have the answers on record. This way, Korat thought, he would always have the correct answer...
He was a combination of things. Aggrivated, because of the afformentioned. Disoriented, because of the new faces. New faces ment adapting to new strategies in combat. Learning new habits, weaknesses, reliances. Personalities...
He was also bored. Complacent. He had exhausted his two favourite hobbies for the time being: completing and recording crossword answers, and cleaning things. Normally, he would just meditate, but he had also run out of the propper ingredients to make his Tuchankan herbal tea.
And so, it was for these reasons he aimlessly wandered into the club, which he hated for its music and high population density (not to mention lack of corners...) and collapsed violently into a seat next to Santius.
He didn't exactly know what to do. Korat wasn't exactly the best person at social interaction. He thought, perhaps he should start a conversation about something relevent. Maybe about his comrades?
"Short fast-talking one," he began, "You smell 57% less like liquor at this time, and 37% less like nervous varren."
He was a combination of things. Aggrivated, because of the afformentioned. Disoriented, because of the new faces. New faces ment adapting to new strategies in combat. Learning new habits, weaknesses, reliances. Personalities...
He was also bored. Complacent. He had exhausted his two favourite hobbies for the time being: completing and recording crossword answers, and cleaning things. Normally, he would just meditate, but he had also run out of the propper ingredients to make his Tuchankan herbal tea.
And so, it was for these reasons he aimlessly wandered into the club, which he hated for its music and high population density (not to mention lack of corners...) and collapsed violently into a seat next to Santius.
He didn't exactly know what to do. Korat wasn't exactly the best person at social interaction. He thought, perhaps he should start a conversation about something relevent. Maybe about his comrades?
"Short fast-talking one," he began, "You smell 57% less like liquor at this time, and 37% less like nervous varren."
Verahl:
"Sit down," Verahl said as John entered the room. His chair still turned to face the club.
Verahl waited until John took his seat to resume.
"I've seen you for collectively, ten, fifteen minutes?" Verahl asked, half to himself and half to John. "And you've already shown me that your survival has been almost solely on luck."
Verahl was still turned to the window, looking down below on the few that remained.
"I'll make things perfectly clear to you right now John. First, you acted without orders. The mech you shot, had it been armed with what we suspected, you could have killed everyone around you. You'll wait until you're instructed to, or else, Lux will be 'teaching' you about how to wait until instructed to act. Second," Verahl said, now turning in his chair, to glare at John directly. "If I hear so much as one more slur being uttered from the corner of your mouth, whether it be directed at a Salarian, Krogan, or Batarian, I will make sure that no one is able to make out a word you're saying for at least a week."
Verahl became silent as he continued to glare at John. Each of his eyes were focused on his, each one emphasizing the seriousness of each word spoken.
"I won't be repeating this to you."
The two sat silently for a moment as Verahl let his words sink in. As they continued to each sit there, Verahl's Comm buzzed, as Esten came over it.
"I've extracted the location from the prisoners. I can be mobile within three minutes."
"Make it twenty, the rest of the company will need to prepare as well, and Gauntlet will need to be readied," Verahl said over the channel as he looked back towards John. "I suggest you get moving."
"Sit down," Verahl said as John entered the room. His chair still turned to face the club.
Verahl waited until John took his seat to resume.
"I've seen you for collectively, ten, fifteen minutes?" Verahl asked, half to himself and half to John. "And you've already shown me that your survival has been almost solely on luck."
Verahl was still turned to the window, looking down below on the few that remained.
"I'll make things perfectly clear to you right now John. First, you acted without orders. The mech you shot, had it been armed with what we suspected, you could have killed everyone around you. You'll wait until you're instructed to, or else, Lux will be 'teaching' you about how to wait until instructed to act. Second," Verahl said, now turning in his chair, to glare at John directly. "If I hear so much as one more slur being uttered from the corner of your mouth, whether it be directed at a Salarian, Krogan, or Batarian, I will make sure that no one is able to make out a word you're saying for at least a week."
Verahl became silent as he continued to glare at John. Each of his eyes were focused on his, each one emphasizing the seriousness of each word spoken.
"I won't be repeating this to you."
The two sat silently for a moment as Verahl let his words sink in. As they continued to each sit there, Verahl's Comm buzzed, as Esten came over it.
"I've extracted the location from the prisoners. I can be mobile within three minutes."
"Make it twenty, the rest of the company will need to prepare as well, and Gauntlet will need to be readied," Verahl said over the channel as he looked back towards John. "I suggest you get moving."
Ethan sat next to Qulana, who was sleeping, exhausted, next to him. It had been, maybe an hour or two since they had left the club, Paladin was broken out of his reverie when his VI's comm beeped. "Jeeves, I said level 2" "You did sir, it's a message from your Employer" Paladin brought up the message
"Huh, we already found their base, damn! remind me never to sit in the Aegis interrogation room. Jeeves, get both the showers running, We'll be in them shortly, and set up a repeating countdown, every five minutes for thirty minutes."
He smacked Qulana on the ass to wake her up, as she stirred he told her what was going on. "We got a message from Aegis, we're moving on a smugglers base, and we need to be on base in half an hour, I've got a shower running and Jeeves will give us some warning." He nudged her up and out of his bed and led her to the Women's restroom and shower, while he occupied himself in the mens.
After cleaning off his sweat and taking another set of pain pills for his still bruised body (although he reflected that it was healing nicely, with his boosts he should be back in fighting form shortly) he went back to his bedroom and strapped his armor back on, and once again felt the extremely helpful nanobots suffuse his skin. He then went down to the cargo bay and pulled his pistol, rifle and SMG, then strapped his nano-sharpened hunting knife to his back, after all, you never know when you have to get up close and personal.
he managed all this quickly, thanks in large part to practice and repetition. Then went to check on Qualana, it wouldn't do for her to be late for her first mission.
"Huh, we already found their base, damn! remind me never to sit in the Aegis interrogation room. Jeeves, get both the showers running, We'll be in them shortly, and set up a repeating countdown, every five minutes for thirty minutes."
He smacked Qulana on the ass to wake her up, as she stirred he told her what was going on. "We got a message from Aegis, we're moving on a smugglers base, and we need to be on base in half an hour, I've got a shower running and Jeeves will give us some warning." He nudged her up and out of his bed and led her to the Women's restroom and shower, while he occupied himself in the mens.
After cleaning off his sweat and taking another set of pain pills for his still bruised body (although he reflected that it was healing nicely, with his boosts he should be back in fighting form shortly) he went back to his bedroom and strapped his armor back on, and once again felt the extremely helpful nanobots suffuse his skin. He then went down to the cargo bay and pulled his pistol, rifle and SMG, then strapped his nano-sharpened hunting knife to his back, after all, you never know when you have to get up close and personal.
he managed all this quickly, thanks in large part to practice and repetition. Then went to check on Qualana, it wouldn't do for her to be late for her first mission.
"Aww can I still make fun of humans?" John asked as he darted out of Verahl's office, not waiting for an answer. Bounding down the stairs, he made his way quickly to his room and put on his armour. After he was dressed, and bolted a plate with the Aegis logo to his pauldron, he did a final weapons check. Locking the weapons into thier assigned mounts, he headed for the common room to await further instruction.Let the fun begin.
While he was sitting on the counter in the common room, waiting, his omni-tool let out a small warrble. Huh? he wondered, there is only one person keyed to that tone. He can't have info for me already? Can he? Reading the message, his eyes grew icy cold, while a predatory smile crept across his lips. I've got you now, you sonovabitch!!!
While he was sitting on the counter in the common room, waiting, his omni-tool let out a small warrble. Huh? he wondered, there is only one person keyed to that tone. He can't have info for me already? Can he? Reading the message, his eyes grew icy cold, while a predatory smile crept across his lips. I've got you now, you sonovabitch!!!
Terina sighed as her omni-tool beeped. "Another job. Ah, well. Might as well get to it." Standing, she went inside the base, heading to the common room.
Raven entered the docking bay of Aegis's headquarters to begin the mission prep work. With the recent fuckups hopefully this mission will help clear the air so to speak. Pulling a cigar from his armor, he sliced off the end before lighting it up and taking a deep inhale. Exhaling as he turned to where the gauntlet was docked, he opened a direct channel to Kry before speaking, "Get the gauntlet ready to move in ten minutes Kry, we have another mission to do." Pulling his Shredder from his back, he began his pre-mission weapons check to pass the time till the rest of the company decided to show up.
After reading, and re-reading the message from his contact, John got up and started to pace around the common room. Finally I've got the bastard he thought. When I find him I...wait. Angrily shaking his head he muttered "Get your head together man, dwelling on shit like this before a mission can get you killed." Wringing his hands, and pacing rapidly he swore loudly "FUCK!!!" After another lap of the room, and a check of the base map on his omni tool, he took off to where the Gauntlet was kept.
Walking into the bay he spotted Raven doing a little pre-mission weapons check. "Yo Raven!" He called, his hand raised in greeting. "Whats the mission? I overheard somthing about smuggelers, we stopping them or helping them?"
Walking into the bay he spotted Raven doing a little pre-mission weapons check. "Yo Raven!" He called, his hand raised in greeting. "Whats the mission? I overheard somthing about smuggelers, we stopping them or helping them?"
Raven glanced up briefly at the new recruit before exhaling smoke. Taking another puff, he went back down to his weapon before speaking. "We're going hunting for smugglers rookie. They are plaguing the sector and Verahl wants 'em gone. Esten just got their locations from some of their associates after some prodding."
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Santius quickly followed Terina. "What exactly are we up to right now? What has Aegis gotten itself into without me as its shining beacon?"
Wires glanced over at Korat. "Nervous Varren? That's offensive! As for liquor, that's true. I like you Krogan!" As he was saying the words he was fiddling with his Omni-Tool... Wires made a small frown, "My first job sober in seven years... this will be different." sighed Wires. Wires looked over a Korat, some Krogan muscle would be useful in the upcoming mission "Krogan Friend, you should come over to my ship sometime, I recently fell in love with a human mental exercise called Sudoku, keeps me occupied when I SHOULD be drinking. Oh, and I have about... 150 years worth of vintage asari honey mead..." babbled Wires. With that he got up, chugged his non alcoholic wine and sniffed "nothing... BAH!" muttered Wires. He sprinted up towards the common room.
I'm looking for someone who could help me with a thing. I just wrote a couple WoW song parodies, if someone could Machinimate them or something for me that would be epic. One is called Boomkin, a parody of boombox by the Lonely Island. The other is called Healer Man, which is a parody of Piano Man by Billy Joel. Cheers
Dregger jumped out of bed as fast as he always did, completly alert and in a fighting stance. He learnd many years ago that he was never truly safe, not even in his dreams. He relaxed a bit as he put on his armor then grabbed his guns and began walking downstairs.
"What the hell is all this excitement about?" he barked to everyone in the room.
"What the hell is all this excitement about?" he barked to everyone in the room.
Dregger looked genuinely cheerful for the first time since he got here.
"What are we up against? Please tell me there are a lot of them, I haven't been in a decent fight for a while now and I'm getting restless."
"What are we up against? Please tell me there are a lot of them, I haven't been in a decent fight for a while now and I'm getting restless."
Korat sat for a moment, slightly overwelmed by the vocal spew that he had taken in from the Salarian.
"This one talkes too much..." be began muttering to himself. He stood up, and begam lumbering his way back to the base with the others.
"This one talkes too much..." be began muttering to himself. He stood up, and begam lumbering his way back to the base with the others.
Wires was waiting for Korat around the corner. "So Krogan Friend! We together on this one? I'll freeze em and you smash em! We'll be a good team on this one!" babbled Wires.
Wires joined the rest of the group waiting in the common room "I call dibs on any and all wine they may or may not have! I'm running low! I don't have any 2100 left!"
Wires joined the rest of the group waiting in the common room "I call dibs on any and all wine they may or may not have! I'm running low! I don't have any 2100 left!"
(sigh) okay okay, I've been trying to make a quality post all day but I m just not working right. I can't seem to get into character today. I'll get myself together by the time we start the mission though, sorry.
Paladin and Quolana arrived at the base, Ethan split off from her and walked over to the Gauntlet, wincing as he recalled how recently he had been on board, and feeling thankful for Alliance standard soldier boosts and gene therapy that were responsible for being so well healed now, giving him only constant dull pain and the occasional twinge, in his grandfather's day he'd still be laid up in a hospital bed.
He saw Raven standing by the hatch, Paladin supposed that there should be some hard feelings on his part towards the Aegis command, but he knew they were doing their job, besides, he was tough, he could've, and had, taken worse.
He walked up to Raven, he of all the people there would have the most information on what they would be walking into. "So, what are we looking at, did our 'guests' give us any information on layout or numbers? Or do we just have a location?"
He saw Raven standing by the hatch, Paladin supposed that there should be some hard feelings on his part towards the Aegis command, but he knew they were doing their job, besides, he was tough, he could've, and had, taken worse.
He walked up to Raven, he of all the people there would have the most information on what they would be walking into. "So, what are we looking at, did our 'guests' give us any information on layout or numbers? Or do we just have a location?"
"What? My face hasn't even stopped bleeding from the last mission and we have another one already! We don't need another mission, the new guys need some team-work exercises" muttered Ocara to the bartender as he shifted on his stool and stood, leaving a tip for Krav. Luckily the Turian was still in his armor from the last mission, dents, blood, bruises and all, but atleast there was no need to squeeze his bruised body back into his armor.
"Just as likely to get shot in the spine by one of the newbies than by anyone hostile" the Turian mumbled as he exited the bar and walked up to the common room, where most of the company were assembled, suicidal new recruits and all.
"Just as likely to get shot in the spine by one of the newbies than by anyone hostile" the Turian mumbled as he exited the bar and walked up to the common room, where most of the company were assembled, suicidal new recruits and all.