Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm - Full

[Malyc]

"Now, before you go, just remember that you can't pick fights with everyone who has an opinion that you don't like." Kyra said to David, going off of experience. "There's too many of em. Eventually, you'll pick one that has an even worse attitude than you do. It won't end well."

 

[Athol]

Catching his shirt, David flipped Brooks the finger. "Well sorry I'm not as well adjusted as you. You spend your entire life being raised by my grandfather, listening to him talk about his hatred for Turians and see how well you turn out." Jerking his thumb toward the door he went on. "That ass should just be glad I'm not like him...granddad would've shot him on sight."

Seeing that whoever had locked the door wasn't about to let him out yet, David decided to blow off some more steam. Putting his shirt back on, he yanked the heavy bag into the air with a Pull field, and began wailing on it. When the field collapsed, and the bag fell he repeated the process until sweat soaked his shirt.

 

[Chicago Ted]

Brooks:

Brooks walked back over to where Kyra was standing. The two waited until David tired himself out. When it was clear he had reached the point of exhaustion, Brooks opened his Omni-Tool's Comm Channel.

"Hey, Rook, you still by the door?"

"No, went back in the workshop to help Narath and Keith set up. Hold on one minute," Rook replied. Sure enough, the doors to the halls opened soon after and all the locks disengaged.

"We calm now?" Rook asked from the open doorway.

"Enough," Brooks replied as he got up from the bench and walked over to the door. As he passed by David, he shot a glare at him. He'd be talking with Lee about him once he had returned.

 

[Malyc]

"Well Brooks, you know where I am." Kyra said, heading over to one of the treadmills. "Gonna work out for a while longer. Come get me if you need me."

If this is how they operate every day, it's a wonder that this company is one of the most powerful on Omega. 3 fights in one day? She hadn't seen that many since the first day after basic.

 

[Broken Orange]

While David was beating on the heavy bag, Galus decided to get up and find a place to read his message on his omni-tool. Finding himself in the commons, he noticed the Salarian cook called Dray. Remembering that he's starving, Galus walked up to him.

"Hey, Drey. Do you think you can whip something up that won't cause me go into allergic shock?"

Spoiler: Chicago Ted

Is this okay to ask of this character?

 

[Athol]

As he was finishing up his last set, David saw Brooks glare at him. Oh well. He thought. It's not like I got into this line of work to make friends. Throwing Brooks a single finger salute, he towelled off, and made his way to the change room. Minutes later he emerged freshly showered, and in civvies.

Making his way over to the workshop, he knocked on the door as he stepped through. "Sorry 'bout all that. You wouldn't happen to have a large ceiling hook, and about 12 cm of heavy gauge chain I could use? Need to put the bag back."

 

[KiwiFresh]

Narath could only watch helplessly as Rook left to inspect whatever had caused the loud crash which had interrupted their conversation. He wasn?t exactly sure how to break the uneasy silence, so the Salarian continued to sip on his drink and hope the cause of the problem wouldn?t migrate its way into the workshop. It would be a tragedy to lose all this equipment, not to mention what was already in the workshop, before he ever had a chance to use it.

?Well at least I won?t be able to complain about a lackluster first day hm?? Narath chuckled a bit and began unpacking his crate. ?Is it always so violent here? You would think open conflict between coworkers would cause problems with trust and unit cohesion on any sort of battlefield.? Just as he finished his musing, the door was opened by a human he didn?t recognize.

?Sorry but I?m still quite new here. You would probably be better served asking Keith where to find such things.?

 

[Athol]

After Keith showed him the gear he needed David made short work of the bag, setting back in its proper place with little trouble. That done he went back to the common room. Grabbing a bottle of water he dropped into a chair, and started checking his messages. Most of it was spam, but one made him groan. Fuuck, I was hoping she'd take longer to find me. With a sigh, he opened the message.

The video message revealed the pale blue face of a young Asari. "Hey asshole!" She said; a bright smile on her face. "You come back to Omega, and you don't even have the courtesy to let me know...I'm hurt." As she said that her face contorted into a sorrowful pout, but only for a moment. Flashing that bright, overly cheerful smile again, she went on. "Well gotta go, figured I'd call you since you wouldn't call me...seriously give me a call at some point, we should hang out. Oh and David, one more thing." Standing so the video framed her from collarbone to waist, she flashed the camera. "A little something to tide you over..." An airy laugh came through just as the image died.

Sitting back in the chair, David could feel a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He muttered. "I'm a dead man...that's all there is to it. She's going to find me, kill me, and then make me suffer. Fuuuck!"

 

[Chicago Ted]

Verahl:

"Are these all the terms of the Archons then?" Verahl asked. His elbows were on the table with his fingers crossed in front of his face. To his right sat a small cup of coffee. Darun had sent his Asari out to make a few pots upon Verahl's request. Her presence still left Verahl with a sense of unease and shame as she floated around the table, filling cups as they needed.

"The Archons have no more terms we wish to add," stated Vovdeen as he lowered himself back into his seat. The Salarian had been a shrewd negotiatior. Verahl had learned long ago that to not underestimate them, especially if they claimed to be cut from the cloth of the STG.

Verahl picked up his coffee and took another sip. It wasn't quite to Verahl's taste, but thanks to Raven, the whiskey that had be discretely poured into it was enough to overpower most of its taste. He chuckled to himself as he lowered the cup back to the table. Next time he would remember to wisely bring a flask like his Lieutenant had.

"Good," Verahl's words lingered in the air for a moment as he looked off into the distance. His mind once again raced over the events of the meeting quickly, ensuring yet again that the terms were to his satisfaction before he rose from his seat. "Now, if there is nothing else to add, I believe it is time to call these discussions to a close. Each party has had their chance to address their concerns and conditions, and each has reached some form of consensus. If there is anything else to add, bring it fourth now."

Vovdeen's eyes darted from Verahl to his Lieutenant, and back to Verahl. He ran his tongue over his teeth a few times as he thought for another moment over the final terms of the deal.

"The Archons will follow you," he spoke as he locked his gaze back on Verahl, and gave stern nod. "We pledge our allegiance to Aegis."

The Elcor bobbed his 'head' "Accepting: We have no more addendums," he turned himslef to look down at Verahl, "Finally: The Azure Shields will join this alliance"

?Then this partnership is officially founded,? Verahl declared as all around the table rose. ?The Sigma Coalition is formed.?

 

[Chicago Ted]

Verahl:

Word had been sent to the company back at base that the partnership had gone through. Most were expecting this, and had the paints and stencils waiting in the armoury to recolour their armours. They would need to look relatively uniform with their new comrades.

The next hour consisted of working out the immediate implementation and actions of the newly found partnership. Darun droned on about his schedules for shipments, while Raven and Savdee worked out protection plans for them. Verahl had taken his time to speak with Vovdeen over securing munitions for them through Tarnak and acquiring new ordinance. He was pleased to find out that the Archons had an A-61 Mantis under their use as well. Combined with the number of freighters available to the Shields, it began to look like the makings of air force, especially if they were able to arm the freighters.

Once the immediate details were worked out, and their next courses of action set, each group trickled away from the arbitrators and back to their ships. Verahl had arranged for a meeting between Tarnak and Vovdeen set in a few hours, but it left him enough time to return to the company base and oversee the reaction and conversion first hand. It also gave him some much needed time to drill the new recruits into their place.

"Raven," Verahl said as he disembarked the Razor and onto the roof of the Elixir. "Round up all the recruits that have been causing problems for the company for me, and have them brought up to the office. I'm going to make sure they, understand, exactly what they've signed on for."

 

[Athol]

David was interrupted mid-freak out by the chirp of an incoming message on his Omni-tool. Hmm...company message, let's see here. New allies...cool, less people shooting at us is always good. New colours...Aww the black and orange looked badass. Making his way to the armoury he made short work of the new colour scheme for his armour.

 

[Redryhno]

After Serina arrived back at her cot, she continued her exercises. Her omni-tool lit up some time later and the words,Sigma Coalition founded flashed across it, knowing what it meant, she arrived at the armory, and re-stenciled her armor, first removing the paint she had just put on days before, and repainted in the new company colors and symbol.Looks like Verahl is expanding his borders quite a bit.At least I was able to wear it before the change.

She saw David re-doing his own armor across the way and nodded in his direction as she entered, he looked a bit out of sorts however, the small twitches at the corner of his eyes, the occasional wetting of his lips. She didn't know him that well however, so she threw the idea out the window and chalked it up to him being human, and the alien culture that came with them.

 

[Malyc]

Kyra was just heading back to the barracks to clean up, when she heard her omni-tool beep. She checked her messages, and was surprised to see that Aegis was now a part of the Sigma Coalition. I hadn't heard about that... Things move pretty quick on Omega, apparently.

After cleaning up, she made her way down to the armory to check on her gear, and repaint her armor.

 

[lemiel14n3]

Paladin followed Verahl to the gunship, unloading behind him and Raven into the Elixir. He didn't see much point to hanging around the Elixir, he wasn't exactly eager to get in another fight. His own tensions were a bit frayed, after all he had just spent the past few hours walking around keeping his eyes out for an attack and expecting one.

So, instead of hanging around in the Elixir, he made his way over to the Lienne. On the way over he typed out a message to Sal over his omni-tool "Sal, feel free to head over to the Lienne later, I'm going to stay on board for a while and I'll keep her unlocked. I suspect you'll need the clean room to paint your armor."

He took some time to strip his armor and paint it in maroon and silver. He did take some time with the gold trim, trying to keep with his own Aesthetic sense in the pattern. He had Jeeves, the VI, make him a stencil to use for the Sigma logo. And put the finishing touches on the armor.

After this he had little left to do. He wasn't exactly on call. So he made his way up to the second floor of the ship and walked into his quarters. He had laid down for a while, until he heard the special chime that indicated a message from Ashala. So he opened up his omni tool.

"Hey Daddy. I hope everything is going well way out there. And I'm glad your job is working out. It sounds like you're getting better. Things are great on the Citadel, I have good friends, I'd like you to meet them if you ever come visit. Peepaw and Nana have been keeping in touch too, they said I could visit the ranch the next time I have a vacation, I wish you could come too, we'd all love to see you. We're worried about you Daddy, we haven't seen you since Mom was killed."

 

[Athol]

His armour squared away David dropped on to the nearby bench, starring at his locker. Calm yourself, Nassa is a reasonable woman you did work with her and Thud for ten years, she'll at least hear you out. Thud on the other hand... He banged his head on the locker door. "Fuck my life."

Movement caught the corner of his eye. Looking up he saw Serina also re-doing the colour scheme of her armour. Geez, I'm so bent outta shape by this I didn't even noticed her. "Hey Serina." He said, getting to his feet. "If you see an Asari in Commando leathers, and a Krogan in armour older than you, around could you do me a HUGE favour and shoot me in the head. I'd appreciate it."

 

[Redryhno]

"If you see an Asari in Commando leathers, and a Krogan in armour older than you, around could you do me a HUGE favour and shoot me in the head. I'd appreciate it."

Serina heard David's request, but instead of simply answering, an thought began to coalesce in her mind.

"Of course, but do you prefer the ear,nose, eye,throat, or mouth? And exactly how did you come to make enemies with two of the more dangerous combinations in the galaxy, dearie? You didn't fuck her, did you? Or was it the Krogan? If it was I'm surprised you made it out in one piece. Buuut... then again, you showed so little sign of pain during our last..."She pursed her lips,"Encounter that I have no reason to suspect otherwise."

She flashed a smile of complete and utter mischief before continuing on the re-stenciling of her armor.

My, my, this boy has an interesting story.

 

[Athol]

David laughed at Serina's comment. "Actually, right above the left eye would be good. It's the 'no-reflex' zone in the human brain. No twitches or muscle spasms, your target just drops. As for why those two would wish me harm...look at this.: David played the message again, stopping it just before Serina got flashed.

"That is Ethera, the hundred and sixty two year old daughter of the Commando and her Battlemaster bondmate." He said. "And to answer your next question, no I didn't fuck her either. I worked for Nassa, the Commando, for ten years on Illium as part of a corporate security firm. Ethera grew up in the base, and for whatever reason became enamoured with me. I'll tell you that plays hell with an eighteen year old kids hormones, especially when her parent scare the living shit out of you." Shaking his head, he stood. "Don't get me wrong they were great to work for. Hell I'd still be working for'em if they hadn't decided to go on to something else, that said they are both very protective of their kid. I've tried telling Ethera to knock it off, but she just laughs...then sends me pictures that wouldn't be out of place in Fornax."

Leaning against a locker near Serina, he sighed. "If you have any compassion, you'll do it. Nassa and Thud are capable of inflicting more pain than I care to think about." Seeing her bemused expression, he smirked. "I have no idea what his real name is, everyone just calls him Thud. I don't know why."

 

[Chicago Ted]

Karnak:

Karnak walked into the armoury, ignoring most of those around him as per his normal routine. He was thinking on the new design he'd paint his armour.

Mostly red, mixed in with some gold, logo on the chest.

He barely listened to the recruits telling their war tales. He had long since learned to write most off as little more than half truths meant to display moments of supposed heroism and greatness that died with them when their guts were spilt on cold steel floors of a ship, or the burned ground of some raided colony. Stories of former glory were only worth less than the air that carried them. The only ones that would matter to him were the ones they earned beside him.

His stories were not meant for the halls of Aegis, or squads of Sigma though. The boasts he was capable of claiming were ones that would only bring the ire towards him. His shared similarities with only one other of the company and neither were keen to share.

With a final spray, the plates of his armour were coated. He liked the dark maroon. It would be a good colour to carry him forward through the breach as he charged ahead into the hearts of battles with his Scimitar in hand. He could polish it up later if he chose. Now was time to add the logo, the new sigil of Sigma.

 

[Redryhno]

Serina finished her paintjob, granted, it was nowhere near the best in the new company, but it was satisfactory. She had made sure to stencil the new logo on both the front,back and a smaller one on a shoulder pad, in a fight sides can get confused and that's how good people got killed. Finishing that she looked it over, the maroon predominant, with the logos done in gold, not very assuming or pretty, but then again, her role in a fight was to keep the enemy off-balance, not to keep them falling back.

As she worked, she listened to the human's story, obviously he had been screwed to the wall on that, but she doubted he hadn't returned her affections in some manner, otherwise they wouldn't be after him. As she finished, she picked up the armor and started walking towards her locker, but before she got there, she doubled over in pain, managing to keep a hold on the armor only through her knuckles turning white. She endured through it however, and was able to put her armor in it's assigned positions. Reaching into her suit, she took out one of her painkillers and popped it in her mouth. The pain lessened considerably after a few moments spent chewing it, though it still throbbed a bit.

Looks like I picked up a bit too much weight there all at once. Gotta be careful or this rib'll take longer to heal and I'll be stuck in here doing nothing another few days.

Turning back to David, she thought she recognized the name 'Thud' from her father's files, but wasn't sure, so she decided to ask, cursing her mother for not receiving the near perfect memory of the Salarians, "So this krogan, Thud right? Are you sure you never got his real name? And how old would you say he was?"
Come on,come on, I've been looking for any answers for the last eighty years

As she asked the question, she knew she was going to be asked some personal questions, but she was ready, that part of her mind she considered Salarian working, figuring out answers to possible questions without giving too much away. She took her weapons next, and stenciled the company logo onto them, after scratching off the old one.never know when you're going to lose weapons out there, this makes it alot easier finding which are yours.

 

[sage42]

Sal sighed with relief as she stored her equipment away. The meeting had gone off without a hitch and everything turned out for the best. Finally something went our way. Now we have the Sigma Coalition on our side, not just Aegis. She thought as her locker slid shut. She sighed again and rested her head against the locker. But how long will the peace last? She felt he shoulder twitch. And more importantly how much longer can I last? I've only been out on my pilgrimage for little under half a galactic year, and I've been shot at, threatened, and stabbed more than many of us do on our pilgrimage. By all accounts I should be dead. She looked up as she received a message on her omni-tool.

"Sal, feel free to head over to the Lienne later, I'm going to stay on board for a while and I'll keep her unlocked. I suspect you'll need the clean room to paint your armor."

She smiled under her mask. Bless the Ancestors for friends with clean rooms. Maybe that's how I'm still alive, simply being lucky enough to find some of the least prejudiced people in the galaxy. Ironic they would be on Omega. She thought chuckling to herself. She sent a message back.

Thanks Paladin, I'll be there in a few minutes. I'm heading out now. She wrote as she quickly before grabbing her pistol out of her locker and walking past the new recruits and into the elevator. Within minutes she was walking out of the Elixer and towards the docks. Sal's small smile grew once she reached the docks, her mind wondering to her own ship. I still can't believe I was able to get a ship, sure it's a piece of crap, but it's better than nothing. Now I just need to save up for parts to fix it. Plus spare parts to take back to the flotilla. She sighed. Well at least I don't have to worry about leaving anytime soon. Nothing short of a war with the Geth will get me out of Omega before the ship is fixed.

Soon she was standing in the Lienne. "Hey Paladin, I'm here. I'll be in the clean room if you need me." She said heading for the clean room.