** I thank you both. I might not leave... if we can just win this "war". The name Absolete will not go down in vain. I singlehandedly caused a shitstorm, and it's only just emerging. **
(( Eh, just hope you don't tear us down with your shitstorm. I still refuse to take sides in the Mod vs. RP people battle-thing that is going on. Good luck with wreaking havoc. And, on a side note, are you ever on Skype? I rarely use Steam but I added you on Skype. ))
** I suppose I can get on for now. Was going to go play TF2 though. Why don't you just come play it with me on Steam? I introduced my school to tinychat.com, so they don't use Skype anymore. xD **
((Nope.avi. I caused the shitstorm. No matter what you want to think, Absolete. It's my fault in the long run.))
((Also, sorry. I didn't know. I'm busy packing right now, so lets just say I landed the ship, yes?))
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[Crap... I'm sorry TCT. > . < I completely missed your reply back there! Dx]
Shireena nodded slightly, before looking around for any more enemies. "Rebecca isn't answering her com, and is nowhere in sight. I don't know what to do. If we leave now, we make it back safely... If we stay, we can find Rebecca, but may have to deal with more enemies... Of both types... What do you say we do..?"
Shireena looked up at Locke with a worrisome look on her face, and awaited his reply, while continuing attempts to contact Rebecca.
[Shameless bump, PLUS a post.] [BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!]
Furius sat in his seat, as far away from Asun as possible. That damned Salarian always was quick with the smart comments and sarcasm. Furius leaned back, his imagination going through a scenario that involved breaking a certain, unfortunate Salarian's back with Furius's own bare hands.
The shuttle came in to land and Asun was almost immediately on his feet.
"I'm hungry, let's kill something to eat."
He made a quick check of his ammo despite remembering exactly how much was loaded into the chambers. If anything he was working out how much fuel he could waste for some delicious local fauna.
He was annoyed to think he only had one power cell to reload either his flamethrower or his grenade launcher but hopefully he would be able to acquire a cell from some compatible large machinery or from some other heavy weapon. Either way power cells weren't exactly common enough to just *find*.
He could see the shuttle had landed close to an escape pod, seeing as no one else made any effort to move from their seats, Asun opened the hatch nonchalantly and brought his Flamefury to bear on the situation.
"Any food here?"
Garren stood, motioning for the others to follow. He made sure to grab an MRE, making sure it was something the Salarian could eat. He exited the trailer, tossing the MRE at the Salarian, without even checking if he was ready for a catch. He walked toward the pod, scanning the area with his pistol.
Rentra had fallen asleep in her little hut of woven grass. Upon hearing the ship she had woken up, but remained in the shadows, not sure if it was friendly, considering they had been attacked. Taking the gun, Rentra crept to the entrance, looking who was coming out. When Garren the Turian whom she had sat with appeared, she breathed a sigh of relief. Scrambling from the shadows, Rentra dusted herself off, put the gun back and stepped back into the clearing.
"Looking for me?" Rentra, couldn't help but grin. Being alone was boring. Although she enjoyed the silence to think.
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“I was thinking that work is like fertilizer in that I'm glad it exists; I just don't ever want to get stuck in it.”
Asun felt something bounce off the back of his armour, while it felt insignificant he spun around and was able to grab the bar awkwardly a mere few inches from the floor. Standing back up he tucked it into the neck of his suit for temporary safe keeping.
He stepped a few feet from the shuttle and watched a female Salarian reveal herself from what looked like the undergrowth.
"A female Salarian? Well that's certainly... odd"
In his life he'd only met three Salarian females, all of which were from his own clan. Asun was curious but questions would have to come later, he took a look into the escape pod and could see it was heavily damaged and in some places unmistakeable blood splatter patterned the walls.
It was odd that the bodies were missing but it was probably safe to assume that with that much blood spilled, the other occupants didn't survive. Asun boarded the shuttle again and stood just inside the hatch, "So what happened to the bodies?"
Furius exited the shuttle, trying to find some materials to make their radio much stronger, hopefully able to reach the Citadel. He leaned into the Doctor's pod, and popped open the systems compartment, looking for the emergency transponder. Finding his quarry, he leaned his body in further, and began removing the transponder box from the pod.
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//VIRAL BEASTS\\ Go check it out. Or I'll get Absolete on your ass.
" Glad to see you're fine. I'm afraid you won't be getting any rest yet, though. " Garren paused, pointing at the Batarian prisoner. " .. Keep him alive, will ya'? " he waited for Furius to finish whatever he was doing, but kept his eyes open for trouble.
Dawn stays in the pod. She'd cause enough trouble outside of the pod. With a groan she looks herself over. This isn't who she wanted to be. She wanted to be a proud fighter. With dignity, and respect. Not only for herself, but for others. Now was the time to prove herself just that person. She files out of the pod with gun in tow, and jogs to the crashed pod. "I'll get the perimeter, sir."
Advancing several feet, she scans the undergrowth around her. She wasn't the keenest eye, but the Batarians weren't known for their silence.
Rentra acknowledged the other Salarian with a nod and answered,
"They died in the crash." Rentra said simply, "I buried them."
Rentra moved towards the aircraft, relieved that she had been found. Furius was busy in the pod, but Rentra didn't inquire and instead made sure that she had everything.
(( Short. ))
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“I was thinking that work is like fertilizer in that I'm glad it exists; I just don't ever want to get stuck in it.”
A loud pop resounded from the pod, followed by a long stream of Turian curses. Furius's voice echoed out from the pod, "Damned electrical short-circuits. I'll be out in a moment, I just...need..."
Furius grunted, and then he fell all the way into the pod. A moment later, he stood up, and exited the downed pod, holding a small black box, with several small wires dangling from the back of it. Furius made his way back onto the shuttle.
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//VIRAL BEASTS\\ Go check it out. Or I'll get Absolete on your ass.
As the Salarian doctor was about to enter the shuttle, Asun pointed to the Batarian prisoner who looked frankly like he was about to die.
Asun was both suspicious and curious as to who female was, it was extremely rare for a Salarian female to be outside the homeworld and even more odd for them to not be ambassadors or politically powerful.
"Who are you exactly? Isn't it a little bit odd for a female Salarian to be travelling and in the service of another?"
It just occurred that maybe she could have been a spy of some sort, though that wasn't the best cover either.
Rentra eyed him. "I have minor biotic powers, that can aid me in healing." Rentra replied, feeling slightly awkward. Stepping to the Batarian, Rentra saw he was barely moving. Crouching down, Rentra looked him over and couldn't help but inquire, "What happened to him? Did you find him like this?"
(( I need to know where he's shot. I kinda forgot/never read it.))
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“I was thinking that work is like fertilizer in that I'm glad it exists; I just don't ever want to get stuck in it.”
"HAHAHA! If only they found him like this!" Asun pointed to the untreated shot to the thigh, "some of the crew decided to capture a civilian and somehow he fell on a sniper rifle round."
"It's kinda obvious he's lost a lot of blood, but I've no idea how long he's been dragged around since being shot. Anyway I was asleep at the time." As if that absolved Asun of negligence.
Asun lowered his weapon and leaned it against the knee of his right leg, producing the MRE bar the spectre had thrown at him earlier.
"Even though you're with us now, I'm not convinced it's the safer option. It seems like half the crew has incited violent thoughts from the local population."
Asun took a large bite from the bar, barely savouring it before swallowing his bites.
Furius set his new prize down in his seat and eyed Asun with annoyance,
"Way to generalize, Salarian. Use observation, next time. Who here is the only one with a sniper rifle?" Furius gestured to the whole group, but left his taloned hand pointing in Dawn's direction.
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//VIRAL BEASTS\\ Go check it out. Or I'll get Absolete on your ass.
((Also, sorry. I didn't know. I'm busy packing right now, so lets just say I landed the ship, yes?))
Shireena nodded slightly, before looking around for any more enemies. "Rebecca isn't answering her com, and is nowhere in sight. I don't know what to do. If we leave now, we make it back safely... If we stay, we can find Rebecca, but may have to deal with more enemies... Of both types... What do you say we do..?"
Shireena looked up at Locke with a worrisome look on her face, and awaited his reply, while continuing attempts to contact Rebecca.
~DED
[BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!]
Furius sat in his seat, as far away from Asun as possible. That damned Salarian always was quick with the smart comments and sarcasm. Furius leaned back, his imagination going through a scenario that involved breaking a certain, unfortunate Salarian's back with Furius's own bare hands.
"I'm hungry, let's kill something to eat."
He made a quick check of his ammo despite remembering exactly how much was loaded into the chambers. If anything he was working out how much fuel he could waste for some delicious local fauna.
He was annoyed to think he only had one power cell to reload either his flamethrower or his grenade launcher but hopefully he would be able to acquire a cell from some compatible large machinery or from some other heavy weapon. Either way power cells weren't exactly common enough to just *find*.
He could see the shuttle had landed close to an escape pod, seeing as no one else made any effort to move from their seats, Asun opened the hatch nonchalantly and brought his Flamefury to bear on the situation.
"Any food here?"
" Doctor, you here? "
"Looking for me?" Rentra, couldn't help but grin. Being alone was boring. Although she enjoyed the silence to think.
He stepped a few feet from the shuttle and watched a female Salarian reveal herself from what looked like the undergrowth.
"A female Salarian? Well that's certainly... odd"
In his life he'd only met three Salarian females, all of which were from his own clan. Asun was curious but questions would have to come later, he took a look into the escape pod and could see it was heavily damaged and in some places unmistakeable blood splatter patterned the walls.
It was odd that the bodies were missing but it was probably safe to assume that with that much blood spilled, the other occupants didn't survive. Asun boarded the shuttle again and stood just inside the hatch, "So what happened to the bodies?"
Advancing several feet, she scans the undergrowth around her. She wasn't the keenest eye, but the Batarians weren't known for their silence.
"They died in the crash." Rentra said simply, "I buried them."
Rentra moved towards the aircraft, relieved that she had been found. Furius was busy in the pod, but Rentra didn't inquire and instead made sure that she had everything.
(( Short. ))
Furius grunted, and then he fell all the way into the pod. A moment later, he stood up, and exited the downed pod, holding a small black box, with several small wires dangling from the back of it. Furius made his way back onto the shuttle.
Asun was both suspicious and curious as to who female was, it was extremely rare for a Salarian female to be outside the homeworld and even more odd for them to not be ambassadors or politically powerful.
"Who are you exactly? Isn't it a little bit odd for a female Salarian to be travelling and in the service of another?"
It just occurred that maybe she could have been a spy of some sort, though that wasn't the best cover either.
(( I need to know where he's shot. I kinda forgot/never read it.))
"It's kinda obvious he's lost a lot of blood, but I've no idea how long he's been dragged around since being shot. Anyway I was asleep at the time." As if that absolved Asun of negligence.
Asun lowered his weapon and leaned it against the knee of his right leg, producing the MRE bar the spectre had thrown at him earlier.
"Even though you're with us now, I'm not convinced it's the safer option. It seems like half the crew has incited violent thoughts from the local population."
Asun took a large bite from the bar, barely savouring it before swallowing his bites.
"Way to generalize, Salarian. Use observation, next time. Who here is the only one with a sniper rifle?" Furius gestured to the whole group, but left his taloned hand pointing in Dawn's direction.