Sal followed the group, quiet again, again with a smile on her face behind the mask. Finally she would be rid of the nightmares and memories that wouldn't let her sleep at night. And now we can go back to the old base, the penthouse is still a little too much for me. She thought as she hummed tunelessly.
Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm
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Yossar waited for a second in the room as the others left. He bent down next to Mayli's body, seeing how badly Verahl's shotgun had mangled her. He reached over and picked up a piece of her shattered visor, the heat and pressure from the direct blast had cured it into a reflective shine, as he looked at it he saw his own reflection. She was right, we're all monsters. Too bad, if she had realized that earlier, she might have been able to come to terms with it. Yossar dropped the piece and followed the others. He felt something, disgust? Pity? Resentment? Regret? Anger? no, no, it was disappointment. Not at the others but at himself, for not feeling disgusted or regretful of what he had just let happen. An entire company goes after one, lone, defenseless, scared out of her mind, on the run, desperete girl. An I don't even blink, and everyone else laughs, and that's why we're monsters. But atleast they were doing it for revenge, atleast they knew who they were killing, maybe if she had killed one of my friends I would feel relieved now.
He got in the Gauntlet and buckled himself in, and said:
"Last night I had a revelation
Somehow I have to make you pay
It's all about manipulation
And what it takes to get my way
I don't believe in soft solutions
No one makes a fool of me
Without receiving retribution
No one hurts me and goes free."
He got in the Gauntlet and buckled himself in, and said:
"Last night I had a revelation
Somehow I have to make you pay
It's all about manipulation
And what it takes to get my way
I don't believe in soft solutions
No one makes a fool of me
Without receiving retribution
No one hurts me and goes free."
Basara raised an eyebrow. "Ohhh, I didn't know we had a Longfellow in here. 'No one hurts me and goes free?' What's with the sudden piece of poetry? I really don't think you're quite in the right line of business for that- you want something with a little less blood and a couple more flowers." He laughed, almost harshly. He then sat down and stretched. "So... what now, Verahl?"
"I thought the quote was appropriate. And as for taking up poetry full time I don't think that'll happen, I'm too old to become manic deppressive." He chuckled, trying to forget what he was thinking a few minutes ago.
"So... what now, Verahl?"
"What now?" Verahl said, pausing for a moment to let himself think. They had finished, he hadn't muched planned anymore. They were out of Aria's pocket, away from the Pack's watch, and free of a traitor that wouldn't have the chance to stab them in the back again. He smiled, feeling like a great weight of doubt and worry had been lifted from his shoulders.
"Now we go home."
"What now?" Verahl said, pausing for a moment to let himself think. They had finished, he hadn't muched planned anymore. They were out of Aria's pocket, away from the Pack's watch, and free of a traitor that wouldn't have the chance to stab them in the back again. He smiled, feeling like a great weight of doubt and worry had been lifted from his shoulders.
"Now we go home."
OoC said:
Verahl walked out of his office and to the main desk in the lobby. He was looking through some documents as he shuffled along, completely oblivious to his surroundings, snapping out of it when he felt his toe stub the edge of the desk. He cursed and placed the papers down on the desk. He looked over, towards the terminal sitting in the centre, and the chair that was deserted behind it. He sighed, remembering how much he missed seeing Zar sitting behind it.
"You know, you can read those sitting down boss," a female voice said behind him.
Verahl turned around to see Liz turning the corner from the stairs, holding two cups of tea in her hands. She handed one of them to Verahl while she sipped the other.
"You know, if you need the intercom, I'm sure Keith or one of the Quarians would be happy to put it in your office instead of on my desk," she said with a smile.
"That's not the first time I've heard that," Verahl said as a grin crossed his face.
"Yeah, well, what do you need them for today anyways?"
"Nothing from them. Well, I need to speak with Raven, but I'll get him myself."
"Well I'm sure they'll be happy for--- Wait, you're here to give me work, aren't you?"
Verahl grinned while Liz sighed.
"Nothing complicated, just need you get a hold of those Salarians. I want to know if they've gotten the information yet."
Liz nodded and sat down at the desk. She put on a headset and activated her terminal. She started to scan through a list of contacts as Verahl walked towards the stairwell. He headed down into the common room, and could already hear conversations being had by different members. He turned the corner and looked out across it, seeing most of the company present.
To one side of the room, Keith was sitting with the Quarians Sal and Zelios. Keith was the company's new mechanic who had a massive passion for anything that moved. He often tried to compete with the Quarians with his own little inventions that he would create. His knowledge of engines and spacecrafts was especially impressive, often times greater then the Quarians. However, they always were able to top him if it involved a computer.
By the kitchen, Lux and Meer were both drinking, trying to put down more then the other while trying to coax Dray into trying ryncol. Lux was always happy to have another Krogan in the company, and had made quick friends with Meer. Since Moloa had left, Lux had needed someone new to compete with, and the Krogans were always now trying to prove which was better, even in the most trivial things.
In the far corner sat Karnak, talking with Yossar and Santius. Karnak was the only other Batarian in the company, but was quite different from Verahl. He still held a hatred for certain races that had been ingrained into him since he was a child. He suppressed most of it from coming out however, choosing to simply not act upon his thoughts for the sake of the company.
He looked around the room, most of the others were there but a few faces were missing, off elsewhere probably, or maybe downstairs Verahl reasoned. He scanned for Raven though, and finally picked him out. He was with Ocara and the new Asari, Thayna, who had just joined a few weeks ago. He walked towards them, and tapped on Raven's shoulder.
"There's a problem I need you to take care of," he said, interupting something Ocara was going on about.
"You know, you can read those sitting down boss," a female voice said behind him.
Verahl turned around to see Liz turning the corner from the stairs, holding two cups of tea in her hands. She handed one of them to Verahl while she sipped the other.
"You know, if you need the intercom, I'm sure Keith or one of the Quarians would be happy to put it in your office instead of on my desk," she said with a smile.
"That's not the first time I've heard that," Verahl said as a grin crossed his face.
"Yeah, well, what do you need them for today anyways?"
"Nothing from them. Well, I need to speak with Raven, but I'll get him myself."
"Well I'm sure they'll be happy for--- Wait, you're here to give me work, aren't you?"
Verahl grinned while Liz sighed.
"Nothing complicated, just need you get a hold of those Salarians. I want to know if they've gotten the information yet."
Liz nodded and sat down at the desk. She put on a headset and activated her terminal. She started to scan through a list of contacts as Verahl walked towards the stairwell. He headed down into the common room, and could already hear conversations being had by different members. He turned the corner and looked out across it, seeing most of the company present.
To one side of the room, Keith was sitting with the Quarians Sal and Zelios. Keith was the company's new mechanic who had a massive passion for anything that moved. He often tried to compete with the Quarians with his own little inventions that he would create. His knowledge of engines and spacecrafts was especially impressive, often times greater then the Quarians. However, they always were able to top him if it involved a computer.
By the kitchen, Lux and Meer were both drinking, trying to put down more then the other while trying to coax Dray into trying ryncol. Lux was always happy to have another Krogan in the company, and had made quick friends with Meer. Since Moloa had left, Lux had needed someone new to compete with, and the Krogans were always now trying to prove which was better, even in the most trivial things.
In the far corner sat Karnak, talking with Yossar and Santius. Karnak was the only other Batarian in the company, but was quite different from Verahl. He still held a hatred for certain races that had been ingrained into him since he was a child. He suppressed most of it from coming out however, choosing to simply not act upon his thoughts for the sake of the company.
He looked around the room, most of the others were there but a few faces were missing, off elsewhere probably, or maybe downstairs Verahl reasoned. He scanned for Raven though, and finally picked him out. He was with Ocara and the new Asari, Thayna, who had just joined a few weeks ago. He walked towards them, and tapped on Raven's shoulder.
"There's a problem I need you to take care of," he said, interupting something Ocara was going on about.
"Now thats not really polite boss" said Ocara with a smile
"You'll get used to the rudeness Thayna, don't worry" he continued, shifting his attention away from Raven and turning towards Thayna. He'd spent the past few weeks, even months trying to welcome the newcomers into Aegis and integrate them, not jsut because they might need to be relied upon in the future but he also felt the responsibility now.
He was happy to finally be one of the more senior members of the Company, now being the eighth most senior, a 'badge' he wore with pride. Sure, he didn't have the responsibilities of Lux or Raven but it felt good to finally belong to an accepting group, he felt privileged.
"You'll get used to the rudeness Thayna, don't worry" he continued, shifting his attention away from Raven and turning towards Thayna. He'd spent the past few weeks, even months trying to welcome the newcomers into Aegis and integrate them, not jsut because they might need to be relied upon in the future but he also felt the responsibility now.
He was happy to finally be one of the more senior members of the Company, now being the eighth most senior, a 'badge' he wore with pride. Sure, he didn't have the responsibilities of Lux or Raven but it felt good to finally belong to an accepting group, he felt privileged.
Yossar was enjoying his conversation with Karnak. He himself had never gotten to know many Batarians well, he had killed well more than he had talked to in his life.
"So Karnak, how did you start working here?"
"So Karnak, how did you start working here?"
Meer pounded his fist on the table, before raising it with two fingers up. He began to speak in a deep, smooth voice; or rather, smooth for a krogan. "I can see your eyes going wonky, Lux. Two more shots! That's all I need to put you under the table. Somebody get me another gallon of ryncol!"
Since the arrival of the new krogan, Dolog Meer, Aegis' budget had taken a shocking hit to satisfy his constant thirst for booze. A half-joking rumor had quickly spread that his abnormally large hump was where he stored it all.
Since the arrival of the new krogan, Dolog Meer, Aegis' budget had taken a shocking hit to satisfy his constant thirst for booze. A half-joking rumor had quickly spread that his abnormally large hump was where he stored it all.
Basara threw a knife back up and down in the air, catching it every time. lying supine on a couch. "careful there Meer, drink too much and that overgrown hump of yours just might explode!" He grinned. "I don't really think it's fair for Lux if the damn alcohol never gets into your blood!" He faced Lux and gave him a thumbs up. "You better not lose, mate."
Lux:
Lux stared at the shot poured for him on the table. Dray had been quick on readying them as he stood far from the Krogans with the bottle still in his hand. He did not want to do any action that would even slightly anger either of them at this point.
Lux grabbed the shot glass, almost dropping it as he raised it to his mouth. He paused for a moment, with the edge of the glass touching his lips, before opening wide, and dropping the liquid inside. He sat for a moment, his head slowly spinning, as he put the glass back down on the counter.
"Keep 'em comin---"
He couldn't even finish what he was saying before he fell from the stool. A loud thud was heard throughout the room as he lay on the floor.
Verahl looked over from where he was standing to see Lux in his state.
"He better not have ruined the floor," he yelled across to Meer.
Lux stared at the shot poured for him on the table. Dray had been quick on readying them as he stood far from the Krogans with the bottle still in his hand. He did not want to do any action that would even slightly anger either of them at this point.
Lux grabbed the shot glass, almost dropping it as he raised it to his mouth. He paused for a moment, with the edge of the glass touching his lips, before opening wide, and dropping the liquid inside. He sat for a moment, his head slowly spinning, as he put the glass back down on the counter.
"Keep 'em comin---"
He couldn't even finish what he was saying before he fell from the stool. A loud thud was heard throughout the room as he lay on the floor.
Verahl looked over from where he was standing to see Lux in his state.
"He better not have ruined the floor," he yelled across to Meer.
Karnak:
Karnak turned his head from Santius to Yossar then gave a small shrug before responding.
"Was in the military originally. Deserted though. Joined up with different pirate gangs, ran with them for a number of years. Finally decided to stick on Omega for a while, was hired by the Blue Suns. Then everything went to shit over there, and I joined up with Verahl."
Karnak turned his head from Santius to Yossar then gave a small shrug before responding.
"Was in the military originally. Deserted though. Joined up with different pirate gangs, ran with them for a number of years. Finally decided to stick on Omega for a while, was hired by the Blue Suns. Then everything went to shit over there, and I joined up with Verahl."
Basara sat up and facepalmed. He caught the knife deftly and pocketed it. "Dammit Lux. 5 seconds. 5 freakin' seconds after I say don't lose, you pass out." He sighed and walked over to Lux. Basara nudged the sleeping giant with his foot. "Damn, he's really out cold, ain't he?" He grinned at Meer. "Too bad, looks like you aren't gettin' that gallon you wanted!"
Sal whistled. "Damn I didn't know Lux could be out drank. Anyway Zelios tell me, why Omega? Of all the other planets you could've been gone to why this rock of sin and lawlessness?" Sal asked turning to the other Quarian. It was nice to have another of her species to talk to, even if he was an exile.
Meer waved off Basara with his free hand, angrily muttering to himself while downing his last shot. He sat down the empty glass afterward and began his usual bout of complaints. "Bah, he's a lightweight. Get me another Dolog or an Urdnot in here, make it a real challenge. I'll be listening to the news or something. Let me know if anything exciting happens."
The large krogan got up from his seat, walking past the others with a slight limp in his step, likely from all the ryncol he'd downed. He sat down on the nearest seat and began to fiddle with his omni-tool until he found the Citadel News Network and leaned back.
The large krogan got up from his seat, walking past the others with a slight limp in his step, likely from all the ryncol he'd downed. He sat down on the nearest seat and began to fiddle with his omni-tool until he found the Citadel News Network and leaned back.
Zelios took a minute to think."...Well it was pretty close-by at the time, and on most places I would've been suspected of being a theif or criminal...Here every time I go for a walk damn near everyone I see is a different shade of slime. Our people don't usually get hired by companies unless it's shady or under the radar, and I figure here I can at least make a living and I can stop criminals given a job like this on a place like this something about the whole hero thing always appealed to me." Zelios replied with a nod."So what of yourself? Most on their pilgrimage don't usually pick a place this well...Omega-ish." He asked curiously.
"Well a week out I arrived here I figured I'd get a ticket for a shuttle outta here, at first they were to expensive, so I applied here. It would put the training I got aboard the Hadran to use and it would pay for the ticket, eventually I just got more and more accustomed to mercenary life. I still plan on going back to the fleet, I'll get the deed to a new ship or something, but until I'm ready, I'm happy here." Sal said "Thankfully our boss doesn't seem to care about species."
Keith:
"Ya, we got lucky that way I guess," Keith said, speaking in his normal manner of being so fast it was hard to decipher what exactly he was saying. "I mean, it's like half the galaxy hates the other half of the galaxy, but here we are, getting everyone to work together and be friends and stuff. Reminds me of the Citadel, except there they just hide and suppress most racism. Or is it xeno-ism? Xenophobe? Oh yeah, and he's a Batarian which was what really got me at first. I mean, first time I saw the guy, I wasn't sure if he wanted to gut me or shoot me, so got surprised when he comes up to me thanking me and asking if I need work."
"Ya, we got lucky that way I guess," Keith said, speaking in his normal manner of being so fast it was hard to decipher what exactly he was saying. "I mean, it's like half the galaxy hates the other half of the galaxy, but here we are, getting everyone to work together and be friends and stuff. Reminds me of the Citadel, except there they just hide and suppress most racism. Or is it xeno-ism? Xenophobe? Oh yeah, and he's a Batarian which was what really got me at first. I mean, first time I saw the guy, I wasn't sure if he wanted to gut me or shoot me, so got surprised when he comes up to me thanking me and asking if I need work."