Jetta hid her amusement at Brooks' failed attempt at hitting on the bartender, giving him a welcoming nod when he turned to acknowledge the rest of the group. "Hello, Brooks." Her attention was drawn to Terina's comment though, and she flashed her a wicked grin. "Ooh, true. Sounds like a challenge to me." She tapped her chin consideringly. "How much troub- I mean, fun-can we get up to in five hours and still be combat ready in the morning?"
"Now now you two, make sure you both get a a full nights sleep. Don't want to be bleary eyed when your dodging bullets" said Ocara, having just played the message he had received from Lux to himself, listening through the com-link he always kept powered on and ready. The Turian gave a quick smile and farewell nod to the rest of his comrades, letting his gaze linger on Jetta's stunning form for a moment longer than necessary, before uttering "You look great tonight" and excusing himself quickly, heading to his room for a night of preparation, drills and contemplation.
Jetta smiled charmingly in response to Ocara's.... lingering. "Thanks. Sweet dreams, Ocara." She couldn't help but add a bit of impish speculation to her farewell. Too bad he was leaving, those six months she'd spent escorting a Turian transport had been enough to assure her she knew her way around a carapace.
As he turned and strolled toward the exit she raised her class to Terina in return and nodded agreement before taking a drink. "I suppose we'll find out." She glanced about the bar before leaning closer to the Asari, with conspiratorial attention. "So, what would you like to get up to tonight?"
Jetta leaned closer to the other woman, smiling with serene approval of that line of thinking. When it came to most species she preferred men: women were logistically difficult and emotionally demanding. Their beauty she appreciated more artistically than anything else. But Asari were a league of their own. She'd never met an Asari who wasn't mature, a perfect specimen of beauty and grace, and phenomenal in bed. Decades or centuries more experience could make all the difference. "I'm all about teamwork."
<spoiler=OOC>Everyone going to be at the meet-up for the mission soon then? Both in RL timeline and in-game? Since it doesn't look like anyone else is going to be RPing out their ten hours since they're solo...
Sal rlistened to the messade come in over her omni-tool, and then once more to get the mission praminters in her head. "So Vorcha hunt eh?" She asked herself as she clicked the last piece of her rifle into place. "Keep score? Huh maybe there's a prize for who ever clears the most?" She chuckled to her self as she pulled out her Tempest and began to dis-assemble to SMG "Might as well add a kill-counter to my weapons." She said as she began to inspect the various parts to the weapon.
Verahl checked the Omin-Tool for the time as he waited in his office for the new Turian to show up. There was less than an hour left before the company was set to move out, and he still needed to meet with the newest potential member for Aegis.
As he opened his Omni-Tool one more time to message him, as Janx walked into his office with a Turian behind him.
"He checks out," Janx said as he ushered the Turian into the office
Verahl got up from his desk to greet him.
"Good to finally meet you Kryxus. Normally I wouldn't be so trusting with someone like you, but Tarnak swears by you so I'll make it short. We're going to be hunting down Vorcha today. I want you to bring the Razor down there, drop off the company, and to take out any you can find."
Verahl got up from his desk to greet him.
"Good to finally meet you Kryxus. Normally I wouldn't be so trusting with someone like you, but Tarnak swears by you so I'll make it short. We're going to be hunting down Vorcha today. I want you to bring the Razor down there, drop off the company, and to take out any you can find."
The Razor had been moved to the rooftop of the Elixir a few hours ago by Dinny. It sat beside the Gauntlet, but was much smaller compared to it. It was far deadlier than the Gauntlet though. While the Gauntlet served as a refitted transport for Aegis, the Razor was a gunship that was designed to kill whatever it came across. It was a A-61 Mantis Gunship, one of the most popular models used by mercenary companies such as Aegis. While it lacked the space to transport cargo like the Gaunlet could, it was just large enough to be able to fit the company inside. It did however make up for it in firepower, something that the Gauntlet completely lacked. It had several different weapons mounted to it, but its two most lethal were the powerful duel machine guns on the front of it, and the small missle pods it had on its wings.
Only a few members of Aegis currently knew of its existance. It was originally Yossar's idea that the company purchase something heavier that could be used to support them in combat, and with their gains from taking over the 4-6's territory, Aegis had enough money to purchase one. As far as Verahl knew, Raven, Lux, Keith, and Sal were the only others to know of it, but he wouldn't have been shocked if Esten found out about it somehow as well.
Verahl gave out a smile as he lay his eyes on it once again, still happy about finally owning something like this. While he was a little disappointed that he wouldn't be there to see how it performed, he was certain it would do as good as he hoped.
"Now, two things about it. One, don't use the missles lightly, only when you need to. We don't want too much damage done to the district. Two, don't scratch it."
Kryxus nodded as he walked over to the cockpit and looked inside. He had much experience with the Mantis, and was ready to take it anywhere on Omega.
Verahl leaned against the wall near the elevator as he watched Kryxus inspect the ship. He decided to tell Raven that the pilot had shown up and to bring the company to the roof so they could get going. He opened up his Omin-Tool and opened the private channel between himself and Raven, deciding that everyone should have been ready by now.
"Raven, the pilot's here. Make sure everyone's ready and bring them to the roof. I want you gone within 20 minutes."
Please do, because it also allows for the rest of the RP to pick up easier. If you want to work out what exactly transpired that evening, do so via PMs or something, then send the decided actions to me so I know what's gone on as well.
Raven walked out of the elevator to the roof's landing pad with Lux at his back. Same shit different days. I suppose with our recent undertaking vorcha hunting isn't out the question. No how should I break the newbies up.... Taking a cigar out of his pocket, he chopped the end of with his knife before lighting it. Inhaling deeply, he waited for a minute for them to show up so he could get the show on the road. "All right ladies we are gathered here today to do some good old fashioned vorcha hunting. With the abscence of the Blood Pack, the remaining pockets of vorcha are leaderless and ill-equipped. Expect light weapons and disorganized resistance but don't get cocky. Last thing we need if for one of you newbies to get ventilated and leave a mess." Pausing for a moment, he thought over his choices before continuing.
"Ok I want you all to group up into teams of no more than three people and get onto the gunship. Be ready to leave in 10 people, Lux your with me." Stepping into the bay of the gunship, he ran a quick weapons check. Satisfied everything was in working order he moved into the cockpit with Kry to get ready for take off.
Paladin liked this guy, reminded him of his old drill Sargent, no-nonsense in a way that's perfect for breaking in new recruits. And as a shakedown mission Ethan couldn't think of anything better than a Vorcha hunt. The screechy bastards were tough enough to provide a challenge but without the Blood Pack providing leadership and arms they shouldn't be particularly life-threatening. And it had the added benefit of doing some good for Omega as a whole.
Paladin stepped off to the side, his time as an officer and his jobs after had gotten him used to taking command, calling out "Jetta, Ocara, you're with me" These were two of the members of Aegis that Ethan hadn't gotten a good feel for yet, and a shakedown mission would be the perfect chance to see what they were capable of.
How are we divvying up groups, do we discuss with OOC spoils? Do we just pick team mates? IS this going to be like baseball where we have three team leaders and we just pick people out of a line up, I guess I'm asking what the command structure is here
Esten glanced over at Ocara and kept it until he was sure he had seen his stare. He then gave a slight nod, telling him to stick by him as he got on board the Razor. He looked around at the cramped interior, and took the seat closest to the door.
Korat smiled as he heard Raven's words. He had memorized the company manifest and closely studied several of his co-workers just for occasions like these.
"Terina, Brooks, alternatively anyone else who doesn't mind the idea of running at things and inacting horrific carnage and annihaltion in a single direction, and is not moraly opposed to the decapitation of surrendering Vorcha, we would likely work efficiently together. I just need a few moments for preparations.
Having arrived back at headquarters rather later than anticipated, he hadn't been able to meditate for a moment as he usually did before combat. Albeit, a corner of an abnormally crowded Omega rooftop was not his usual zen haven, but it would have to do for now.
He conventionally took a few moments to ready his weapons, armor, and mind for the upcoming task. Others have commented to him before how bizzare it is to see a Krogan in full battle armor meditating in a room full of sented candles and incense. About half of those people have lived to joke about it a second time.
Reaching a state of mental synchronization with his muscles was something Korat found necessary for combat. He needed to be calm and ready in order to be fully alert. Sitting there, clearing his mind of distractions, he left one last thought in the back of his mind; something he would remember for when he got back.
Jetta rolled her shoulders in the suit, glad she'd gotten a night free of it. And clothes. And inhibitions. She was having real trouble not smiling like the cat that had really, really enjoyed the canary. Perhaps letting her wild girl roam free before an important mission hadn't been such a good idea. It was a struggle to regain her professionalism. It got a little easier, though, when Paladin called her and Ocara over to join his team. She put a damper on her morning after glow and slid over to join them, double checking the equipment she'd already quadruple checked before. "So, boys, I'm good with crowd control and manipulating the battlefield at large. Tossing enemies into their mates. Go-Go-Gadget Biotics and all that jazz. What're your specialties?"
"I'm glad you're excited Jetta, just don't get cocky, 'all it takes is one idiot with a lucky shot', remember that."
Paladin had seen people like Jetta before, their high opinions of themselves weren't exactly undeserved, but he'd be willing to bet good money she hadn't had any serious combat experience or training outside of street fights. He made a mental note to keep an eye on her if the going got tough.
"For the record I'm a jack of all trades kind of guy. I'm capable with biotics and tech, I've got the pistol and locust for mid-range, and my rifle for long, and the knife for anyone who gets too close."
On one hand, he wanted to see how the newbies fared on a mission, but on the other hand, he'd not gotten much sleep the night before, and so, he thought that Esten's watchful stare might keep him on his toes, besides, he liked the Salarians company, despite his sometimes... Peculiar behavior.
"Sorry guys, I ride with Esten on this one, if someone doesn't watch his back out there, who will?" said Ocara lightly as he shrugged apologetically to Paladin and Jetta, in a way that said 'sorry guys, maybe nextime', before joining Esten on his transport, taking a seat opposite the Salarian.
"Besides, you guys have probably got me covering you, which is always a plus" shouted Ocara over the engines, by way of one final farewell.
Terina met with the group, wearing her armor. Smiling at Terina, she then looked at Paladin. "I'm a mean shot with a shotgun, and I have some biotic and tech abilities as well."
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