Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm - Full

[Viking Incognito]

Dregger was greeted by a Quarian delivery boy on his way inside the Elixir. He had two hired guns with him, one Asari and one Krogan. The quarian was messing with his omni-tool as he walked up to Dregger and the krogan behind him was hauling a crate out of the back of an ET3.

"Are you party name Bargon Dregger?" the quarian asked.
"Yes. I'll help that one bring the crate to my barrack."

The quarian tapped around his omni-tool and nodded to himself before looking towards the other krogan and giving him a little hand signal. Dregger walked over to him and held up one end of the crate and they walked it inside.

"What's in there?" The bartender called out.
"Maybe you'll see later." Dregger said.

He and the other krogan entered the elevator and set down the crate while they went to the barracks.

"So you must be into some heavy duty shit to need all of this stuff huh? My name is Serk by the way."
"Like you wouldn't believe. I just came back from a fight with a YMIR. I'm with those Aegis mercs downstairs."
"You must see a lot of battle."
"I've spent the better part of the last 250 years in combat."

The elevator arrived and they hauled the crate to where Dregger was staying. He opened it up and beheld the bounty of life-ending tech inside. It was the Ariake Technologies limited time offer: The War Lord Package. Dregger read the manifest inside,

This delivery for Bargon Dregger includes:
1x Customized set of Heavy Krogan Mercenary Armor (specifications including: Omni-gel enhanced plating, heavy duty kinetic barriers, and larger joints for extra mobility)
1x Standard Heavy Krogan Mercenary Helmet
2x Standard Armor Care Kit
1x Customized M-22 Eviscerator Shotgun (specifications including: Extended clip size, fitting 9 rounds, 2 inch extension on barrel for less spread.)
6x Complimentary ammunition clips

We hope you are satisfied with our products and wish you good luck.


Serk went wide-eyed upon seeing the inside of the crate. Even Dregger had to admit, it was impressive. He began to put on the armor and when he was done he struck a few combat positions to test it out. It was slightly heavier than his old set but it was also more flexible with the special joints. Then he took out the shotgun. He left it unloaded as he flipped off the safety and mimicked shooting at various things in the room. The gun was weighted perfectly and he knew that the barrel extension would make a difference. He took the clips from the box and loaded one up before flipping the safety back on and holstering it.

"Here, take this." Dregger said, handing his old shotgun to Serk.

Serk stood back and eyed Dregger up and down looking stunned.

"I gotta say, you look like one bad mother fucker."
"I know." Dregger replied as they both began walking back to the elevator.

The ride was quiet and Serk rushed to the exit when the doors opened. Dregger strolled up to his fellow mercs and said, "What do you think of my new gear?"

Spoiler: OOC

A few things to say
1: Damn that took a lot of research on the wiki, you shmucks better appreciate it
2: You are more than welcome to look up all of that on the wiki as well
3: I didn't include a picture of the armor because I would prefere you just look it up on the wiki. Oh fine, here's the link [http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100209105916/masseffect/images/thumb/c/c7/Heavy-krogan-Mercenary.png/201px-Heavy-krogan-Mercenary.png]
4: Cookie if you can pick out the obscure reference near the end

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

After arriving at Elixir, Terina headed to the infirmary first thing. She didn't think her wound was serious, but she had to make sure. After a few minutes, she left again, her side wrapped in gauze to hold medigel in. It was deeper than she had thought, but not life-threatening. Having ensured that she was not badly injured, she headed back to her quarters to change into a long black leather dress, covering all but her feet in length, but open down the front to reveal a fair bit of cleavage. Having gotten into more comfortable clothes, she went back to the bar, getting a drink and sitting at a table. She hadn't done well. She had made it through, and hadn't botched the mission. And she had actually helped out this time, but she got injured by the enemy worse than anyone else. Hell, except for Wires, who brought it on himself, no one else had gotten as injured as her. She still felt like a liability, and maybe the drink would dull that feeling. If not, maybe the next one, or two, or six would.

 

[sage42]

Sal stepped off the Gauntlet and looked up at the club. The neon sign with the word Elixir in bright blue reflected in her mask. She blinked a few times at the sign and shook her head. This was the first time her mind felt clear in days. Ever since smuggler mission her mind had been preoccupied, first with the thought of killing those who had no other choice, then Mayli of all people;she still had no idea why she popped into her head but was grateful to relive the bosh'tet being blown to bits.

Finally her thoughts rested on the deal she had made with Aria, she knew the both the "Queen" of Omega had fulled her end of their deal, so had Ver, soon it would be her turn.

Not something I look forward too. She thought with a shudder as she walked into the club. She moved past all patrons of the club, several giving her glares as she moved past. One even looked like he was going to try and forcefully remove her until he noticed both the weapons she had strapped to her back and waist and the Aegis logo on her shoulder. He backed away and semmed to move to the other side of the club.

Sal chuckled "Well that will teach him. Maybe I should think about switching to my spare suit." Sal said as she pressed the button for the Common room in the elevator. As the elevator began to move she thought about her spare suit which she had re-tailored to fit the Aegis colors, Black being used on the primary cloth.

She stepped off the Elevator in time to see the newest Krogan ally, Dregger she thought his name was, standing in front of everyone else in shiny new armor

"What do you think of my new gear?"

"I think it's makes you look very pretty Dregger, now add a little of what the humans call 'make-up' and you could score a date to this dinner theater Palidin's talking about."

Spoiler: I'm Back

And it feels good

 

[lemiel14n3]

"Oh, hey, Sal, are you any good with onmi-tool tech? Mine got pretty well scrambled taking out that YMIR. I picked up a few parts to fix it, even make some improvements. Could you do me a favor and take a look at it?"

 

[sage42]

Sal sighed at the obvious question. He does realize he's asking a Quarian if they're good with tech. But she pushed the sarcastic statement down. "Sure, let me see that parts, if they're all there I should have it ready in a few hours, if not I'm sure I have a few spare parts of my own lying around." She said happy to just be out the fog he had occupied her mind.

 

[lemiel14n3]

"Great, thanks, ..." he saw the small shift in posture from Sal that was surprisingly similar to Lienne when she was annoyed so he decided to address her little annoyance, "And yeah, I realize how silly it is to ask a Quarian if they know anything about tech, I've spent a LOT of time with a Quarian. But there's different specialties, never hurts to ask. I'll be heading over to my ship in a bit to get changed for dinner, You're more than welcome to join me." Paladin moved to turn over to the bar and get a quick drink before spinning back to Sal, "Oh! if you ever need a clean room, I have one installed on my ship," he chuckled a bit and briefly looked away, "like I said 'A LOT of time with a Quarian'. Just give me a little heads up if you want to head over, or I could bring the parts to you."

 

[The Zango]

"Raven, Esten, I'll stay behind and help dispose of the body if you need the extra hand" said Ocara once they had landed and the other members of Aegis had disembarked the ship and headed downstairs. Whilst the prospect of handling Wire's rapidly cooling, congealed corpse wasn't one that really screamed appeal, Ocara hoped he would have an oppertunity to talk to Esten about John, and why it would be best to keep him around.

If only from a potential shit storm and company stability point of view.

 

[sage42]

That sounds great Paladin, I'll head up there in a bit, few things I wanna take care of first though, mostly I just want to get a tube of nutrient paste first, It may not taste like a gourmet meal but it works when your hungry." Sal said walking off to the barracks. She walked into her room and set her equipment on the small bed. I'll put those away later She thought to her self as she grabbed the large case she kept under her bed. She entered the code on the lock and opened the case.

In side was a smaller case, air tight to keep out any bacteria, which held her spare suit.Maybe I will change, Paladin did offer the clean room. She thought staring at the case for a moment. Nah I'll wait for a while longer.She thought shaking her head. She grabbed a tube of nutrient paste from the other side of the case, a compartment nearly filled with other tubes of the tasteless paste. As she clicked the tube in place on her mask Sal let her mind wonder. I wonder who the Quarian was that Paladin knew, hopefully it isn't a too sensitive subject, I don't know many who would go for a human though. I suppose I can see the attraction but...are our species even compatible? I don't think we are but who knows. She thought with a shrug.

Before she realized she had finished off the nutrient paste. She disconnected the tube, grabbed her repair bag and her equipment, and headed back out to the common room. "I'll meet ya at your ship, Paladin, I'm gonna go drop off my equipment and I'll be right there." She said walking onto the elevator and pressing the button for floor two.

 

[lemiel14n3]

"See you there", Paladin turned to go to the Gauntlet dock where he had put the equipment he had "liberated" from the smugglers. Then he saw a familiar Asari face sitting at the bar. "Oh, hey Terina, didn't see you there, did you just get back from Miles'?" He asked rhetorically, moving his hand to point out her bruises and bandages. "I Invited the others to dinner in a few hours to celebrate, there's a club I heard good things about a few levels up the station, you're more than welcome to come. I'll send everyone the information as soon as I've got an omni-tool to send it with."

Paladin walked back to the docks and picked up the crate filled with the weapons and equipment he had absconded with. After opening it to check that everything was still there. He picked up the crate and made his way over to the Lienne When he got there he saw that Sal had already arrived. "I'm glad you found the place alright, hope you didn't wait too long."

Ethan walked to the ship and pressed the intercom device by the cargo bay airlock, keying in the lock code and opening the door he then led Sal inside. "Welcome to the Lienne, the clean room is over there, the workshop is upstairs." Paladin took some time showing her around the ship, knowing the near fetishistic obsession the Quarians had for ships, he showed her the engines and the improvements the Flotilla had made on the ship for him. Only saying that the flotilla had done the work, not wanting to start telling stories quite so soon again without anyone asking, at least not right away.

 

[sage42]

"Wow, so the Flotilla actually worked on the engines. I didn't think we worked on any ships but our own." Sal said amazed at the work her people had done for an outsider. And at how well they were done, most of the improvements on the flotilla were done with scrap. "If I may ask, who was the Quarian you knew? I'll understand you you don't want to talk but I'm curious." Sal asked as she turned from the drive core.

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

Terina nodded at Paladin's words, not commenting or agreeing to the meeting. She knew company would probably be good for her. But in her current state, she didn't think she would be good company. Better to drink alone than to drink in company and do or say something she'd regret.

 

[lemiel14n3]

"Well, the story starts with how I got my ship. I had just 'left' the service. I was, well I was fleeing with my... 'daughter'. When I picked up a general call from a Quarian survey ship. There was a planet off in the edges that emitted an EM pulse every couple of minutes, before they found out about the pulse they had sent a survey team down, and they needed someone who didn't need a hard suit to go see if they survived an EMP shutting down their environment suits.

When I got there they were working on a small one-way drop ship to send me down. While they were finishing it I stayed with the daughter of some members of the recon team, Lienne Askeri vas Onteese. She was... she was wonderful" Ethan's mind drifted for a second, lost in memories. "I told her stories about growing up on the ranch and exploring the galaxy with the corsairs. She told me about her childhood on the flotilla and what she wanted to do on her pilgrimage."

"...Anyway, I went down to the planet, it was covered in scrap and downed ships that had come to vent their emissions and got caught in the EMP. I managed to find the team, they had been killed by a pair of insane Krogan that had crashed there during the rebellions. There's a nasty burn on my back from when they found me. Fortunately for me, I managed to find a burned out device that figured out the timing of the pulse and that meant the Quarians could coordinate pick ups without risking any more people. But before they took me off planet, I claimed salvage rights, on the entire damn planet. Of course there weren't many ships larger than a standard cruiser, any especially large ship broke up in the gravity when their Mass Effect drives lost power. But I was more than happy to trade those rights for to their help fixing up a Corvette by the name of the Anthony Wayne. They improved the engines, sealed the hull, and even installed furniture from a downed cruise liner."

"While they were fixing this ship I stayed with Lienne again. I was the one who broke the news to her about her family, and I stayed with her over the few months it took for them to repair the ship. We spent a lot of time together. Afterwards, she wanted to come with me. I couldn't say no, not to her. And since the flotilla had gotten a hoard of ships about this size out of our deal they let her leave. We flew around the galaxy for about a decade, she was brilliant with hydroponics, she loved helping colonists with their technical problems, and... she loved the flowers she found there. There were flowers all over this ship until..." Paladin's eyes started to tear in the memories and his speech became halted. He wiped his eyes and tried to recover his composure as best he could.

"...But you don't need to hear my long stories, why don't I show you the workshop, we can both see the damage to my omni-tool." He led her up to the workshop and removed the omni-tool, it was burned out in several locations. the damage was more extensive than he had thought. "Well, see what you can do with it, I'll bring the tech up in a sec."

 

[sage42]

"Alright, and Paladin...thanks. If you ever wanna talk, just let me know." She said setting down her bag next to the bench as she began to examine the busted omni-tool. Good call on that one Sal'rena. She thought sarcastically to her self. the thought lingered for just a moment as she began to focus on the omni-tool.Geez he really did a number on this poor thing with the Overload.

 

[lemiel14n3]

"Thanks... I'll... I'll let you know."

Paladin took his time walking the crate back to the work room, letting his mind process emotions and memories he thought he had dealt with a long time ago. He paced out his steps as his mind wandered. Then he remembered that he still hadn't been able to see the message Ashala had sent him earlier that day. He was going to check it on his omni-tool, but couldn't, for obvious reasons.

He brought the crate up to the workroom and Sal, and put it on the workbench. He spent some time talking to her over the pieces he found viable and talked with her about about the tech and the specs he needed, and how well those would mesh with the specs they would be able to put together.

He then, after Sal assured him that he would, at the most be hovering over her shoulder as she worked, walked into his quarters. He picked up a data pad, sat down on his bed and brought up the ship's VI. "Jeeves, load the message from Ashala onto this data pad, I'll watch it here."
"Of course Sir."

A slight glow came out as the data pad activated. Ashala's face appeared on the screen and the video began. Her voice was slightly tinny from the recording device, but her eyes practically glowed with excitement and her voice carried all the enthusiasm of a teenage girl out-and-about and having all the fun in the world she could muster.

"Daddy! Hi! I know it's been a while since we talked, I've just been so busy here, the Citadel is wild! It's practically the center of the Galaxy and you can do anything here. Quitana is finally letting me out late, My friends and I went out with some humans from their embassy, we tried something called 'caviar', it was SOOO good.

And we went out to some of the clubs, they weren't going to let us in but Errie told them who her Mother was, and they let us in! We danced all night. There were a few cute boys, and a LOT of cute girls there. And I know what you're thinking Daddy, and NO, I remember what you told me.

Anyway Daddy, I'm sure you're having fun doing, whatever it is you're doing out in the Terminus. Yeah, Yeah, before you even say it, 'the less I know the better' you poop. Quitana says 'Hi' too. And you know I send my love."

She looked to her side and nodded at an unseen companion.

"Alright Daddy, I've got to go, my friends are calling. Stay safe, please, for me. A girl needs her knight in shining armor"

Paladin chuckled at the message from the girl he saved from death at the hands of his CO and raised like she was his own. It was hard letting her go, but this was no life for his little girl.

He wrote out a response to her.

Ashala, I'm glad you're having fun, The presidium is beautiful. But I'm going to ask the same thing I always do, stay safe. I know you just want to have as much fun as you can, but be careful, especially if you're going down to the wards, I've heard some worrying rumors. If you're going out with your friends, make sure you all stay together. Remember, if you ever need any help, of any kind, don't hesitate to call me, I'll be there as soon as I can. I'll always be your father, your paladin, and I love you.

He tapped the "send" button on his pad and laid back, resting a bit, it had been a long day and as he reflected on it, his eyes began to close.

Spoiler: Ashala drawing

 

[Laser Priest]

Santius returned to the group. "What did I miss?" he asked, casually.

 

[Athol]

The room spun and blurred as Von tried to clear his head, he didn't know how long it'd been since the beatings had started, he was just glad they'd stopped...for now. When John had raised his pistol Von figured he'd get shot and that would be the end, but he wasn't so lucky, it was just the start.

Even though his envorimental suit helped some, he still took a lot of damage. He could taste blood in his mouth, and one eye was swollen shut after he was struck in the face with the butt of a rifle. His left arm and hand where completely fractured and crushed, where John had stomped repeatedly after he'd fallen out of the chair. As he ran his good arm across his body he could feel spots of intense pain from where he'd been kicked, and beaten with anything heavy John could find.

The worst of all this was that there was no emotion from John. Von had expected the assault to accompany swearing and screaming or some other outbursts of emotion, but there was none, John never said a word as he beat him. Once Von managed to look into John's eyes as he was raining down blows and he saw nothing, no anger or hatred or sadness or anything, and that almost made it worse.

John sat on the edge of the desk, smoking a cigarillo, and watching the volus writhe on the floor. Well I've had enough, I guess I'll finish up. Standing and approaching the figure on the floor, he saw it flinch as he came near. "Don't worry Von" John said, picking up the volus, and standing him on his feet. "I'm done." [sub]"Thanks,"[/sub] came a mumbled reply.

Crouching down so he was eye level with his captive, John looked him squarely in the eyepiece. "Von I want you to listen to me very clearly, do you understand?" Von nodded very slowly, [sub]"yes"[/sub] "Good, I want you to do one thing for me...run, run fast and run far because if I find you again, I'll start right back at the beginning. Now go." With that, he released Von and opened the office door.

Von couldn?t believe what he was hearing. I"m gonna live! With that he went for the door, slowly at first but gradually gaining speed, 'til by the time he'd crossed the threshold he was running faster than he'd ever run in his life. I'm gonna get on the first shuttle off Omega, I don't care where it's going He thought, eyeing the corner of the alley ahead. Once I get around the corner, I'm safe...I'm FREE!! I'll go back to Irune and never leave, I just want to live!

John watched Von 'run' to safety for a minute or two, then walked to the doorway and drew his pistol. Selecting normal shot, he turned on the laser sight, and took careful aim, right for where the neck and shoulder of the volus' enviro suit met.

The M-5 barked loudly in the empty alleyway, the shot catching up with Von just ten feet short of the corner. The bullet tore through the bit of empty space between the volus himself and his suit, fragmenting and causing a large irreparable tear in the fabric. Moments later a ghastly shriek rippled through the alleyways, as the volus' body tried to expand and force its way through the breach. The screaming was cut off by a sickeningly wet crack as Von's skin burst. His body falling lifelessly to the ground, blood pouring out of the suit.

"Well, that's one demon exorcised" he chuckled, heading back inside to see if there was anything good. Going back to the desk, he picked up the pad Von had been looking at when he'd arrived. Hmm, not much here then switching over to Von's total account balance, Well that's a little better, it'll hopefully stop Verahl from shooting me on sight.

After logging the info onto his omni-tool , he started to dig through the weapons Von had had on hand. Most of it was mediocre at best, but when he spied a heavy weapons crate at the back his eyes lit up. "That's more like it!" He said as he retrieved the crate. Opening the crate, he found a brand new ML-77. "KICK ASS! Oh cool this has the targeting upgrade I wanted to get. SCORE!" After rummaging around some more, but not finding anything interesting he decided to leave.

Once he'd locked the door he sent a message to Verhal.

BOSS MONSTER

I KNOW YOU'RE PROBABLY PISSED AT ME RIGHT NOW,BUT I STAND BY MY ACTIONS. I'VE DEALT WITH THE VOLUS PROBLEM I HAD, AND I'VE FOUND SOME STUFF YOU'LL GET BETTER USE OUT OF THAN ME. I'VE ALSO INCLUDED THE LOCATION OF HIS 'OFFICE', WHICH HAS SOME HARDWEAR, AS WELL AS A NEARBY STROEHOUSE. HE DOSEN'T HAVE ANYTHIG TOO SPECIAL, BUT YOU MIGHT GET AFEW CREDITS FOR IT ALL. ATTACHED ARE HIS BANK RECORDS/ACCOUNT INFORMATION, AND CUSTOMER/SUPPLIER LISTS. ONCE AGAIN YOU PROBABLY HAVE MORE USE FOR THESE THAN I WILL. THE PASSWORD IS 'ALEXIA'

JOHN

P.S. I'LL BE BACK LATER, SO YOU CAN YELL AT ME THEN

After sending the message, he made his way to the nearest taxi stand. "Fuck, now it's time to get drunk."

Spoiler: ooc

John'll be back to Aegis soon, but I just cant write anymore. (I havn't done this much writing since highschool)

 

[Chicago Ted]

Verahl:

"Just leave now Esten," Verahl said as he indicated to the door. He was getting no where arguing with him over his tactics. In Esten's mind, the mission had been accomplished, little harm done to the smugglers, and minimal losses suffered by Aegis. These all added up to him concluding success and thus justifying any actions he took. Verahl sighed, exhausted, as he sat back down behind his desk.

"What a fucking mess," Verahl said as he leaned back. "Any idea what the fall out from this will be?"

"Bad," Lux said as he poured another two drinks at the bar. "Likely those factory workers won't be too happy. Even more to the people that own the truck. We didn't have time to examine the wreckage, and identification of it was next to impossible."

As he finished topping up the glasses, he went back to Verahl. He took a sip from the glass in his right, while handing the other to Raven, who was sitting across from Verahl's desk.

"Right, now what about him?" Verahl asked the two of them. "Because I'm---"

Before he could finish, Verahl's Omni-Tool flashed as it recieved a message. He opened it and scanned over it quickly before he looked back up, with newfound anger flared in his eyes.

"Why is it that I just recieved a message from the new human, saying he dealt with a Volus problem out of our fucking boundaries?!"

 

[The Zango]

Ocara walked from his room in the Aegis headquarters down to the common room in the hope he could pass the time with one of his bearable co-workers. He had dressed down since the mission and disposing of Wires' body, and he now sported his 'casual' wear of a simple black tee shirt and trousers. Ocara was still armed however and he had his pistol waiting at hand height on his right hip, he never would have thought it necessary to arm himself in the base before, but with new recruits like these, he wasn't going to be taking any chances.

The Turian's mind was racing, as when he had finished up all of his 'company business', he had decided to wind down by sampling some of the Red Sand he'd acquired from the raid and as it turns out, it was some pretty good stuff.

In the corridor he passed Paladin, but Ocara couldn't tell if the Human tried to acknowledge his presence, as his focus was on the buzz he was getting and his goal of making it to the common room.

After what seemed like an age, he had arrived.

Passing Santius as he walked inside, Ocara took a seat across from Sal on one of the rooms large comfortable sofas. On the table were a few pieces of paper and while he waited for something interesting to happen, Ocara amused himself by using the synthetic biotic powers the he'd been granted by the Red Sand to levitate the paper off the table and spin it slowly.

Life was good.

 

[sage42]

Sal whistled as she clicked the last circuit board into place on Paladins Omni-tool. "Damn that WAS bad, fried everything. Micro-framing half melted, sensor analysis pack fried, and the fabricator...I don't even know what happened to it." She said picking up the device and shaking her head. She stepped off Paladins ship and headed back into the base, looking for Paladin.

She found him after a few minutes in the common room and happily handed the device back to her friend."Little bit of tech advice, next time try to pull back on the power a bit, we have plenty of spare parts. But the whole thing was nearly fried, I was able to save your mods, but all the basics needed to be replaced. And I can't guaranty the mods next time." She said happily.

 

[lemiel14n3]

"Well, it was either overload my omni-tool or let a YMIR rip through half of Aegis, I stand by my decision."

When Paladin installed the new onmi tool he noticed that he had received a message in its absence. He brought up the text and saw it was from the late Wires.

"And here I was hoping Ashala had already gotten back to me." he said to himself.

The Salarian was dead, unfortunate and not how Paladin would have ended it, but he saw that it was inevitable, someone that stupid and offensive rarely lasts long. And despite all that there might have been something worth reading, at least as his last words.

[TO WHOMEVER IS THE MOST RESPECTABLE MEMBER OF THE COMPANY I AM CURRENTLY IN: ATTACHED ARE SCHEMATICS FOR CYBERNETIC REPLACEMENTS FOR EVERY BROKEN JOIN IN MY BODY. I HAVE BEEN PREPARED FOR THIS EVERY SINCE I WENT INTO MERCENARY WORK.

FIND A DOCTOR SKILLED ENOUGH, AND EVERYTHING YOU NEED WILL BE IN A HIDDEN COMPARTMENT UNDER THE PILOTS CHAIR OF MY SHIP, THE MALEENA. THE PASSWORD FOR THE DOOR ENTRY IS VANGUARD. THANK YOU, TORIN.]

"Well, I am not turning him into Robocop. Hey Sal, after dinner you want to go clear out Wires' ship?"

Paladin had already dressed on the ship for the dinner he had planned earlier. He went back to the base to see who was interested. And now that he had his omni tool, he sent out the information of the place to see if there were any takers.

Hey guys, in celebration of a job done, what's say we go to dinner, there's a great place a few levels up the station. it does dinner and a show, with a live band. And it serves levo and dextro food so every member can get something to eat. If you're interested I'm heading over in about an hour, meet me at the entrance of the Elixir. Dress is semi-formal.

He had an old pre-contact suit that his father had kept in meticulously good condition, and had fitted and given to Ethan upon his graduation. Paladin preferred the cut of the classic earth suits to the more modern designs. He was just wearing the jacket now, over the casual shirt and pants and, in his own opinion at least, he cut quite a dashing figure. He also had his new needle tucked into the belt, in a way that its presence wouldn't be at all apparent. In addition to his Phalanx pistol at his hip.

Spoiler: The look I'm going for

alright picture this:
[image width=300]http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100620082315/masseffect/images/2/2f/Default_Casual_Cargo.png[/IMG]
with different colors, let's say white and dark blue (And no Cerberus logo) then put this on top of it.