We should put this to a vote. I vote yes. Also my vote counts as 5. People with secret space stations orbiting dying stars always get 5 votes.
((I completely concur. I’m having trouble getting motivated to post other than wanting to move it along. Good luck on your exams, love.))
((Okay so added to Tim’s 5 votes that’s 7? :P I’m just thinking that it means that Kolyat and Thane could interact and Samara could get back on-board and everyone will have something to go and do rather than being stuck on the ship. I mean I get the point of this mission but if we just maybe summarise it and move on? I agree with the vote thing though, is anyone in chatzy? I’ll be there for discussion for a little bit before I have to go study some more))
((Hey guys, sorry about the lack of posting. Just in the middle of exams right now, and they’re what’s deciding if I get into uni or not so they’re pretty important.
I feel like posting at the minute is a bit of a chore, it’s lost a little of the spark it had back when we started. There’s a bunch of filler and people who are active are battling against the fact that other people aren’t posting even when they’re being directly interacted with. I just don’t have the motivation to post well under these circumstances.
Honestly I think we should have a time skip past this mission, to the Citadel maybe? So we can have the party, we’ve been waiting for it for long enough and it gives everyone a chance to get together and have something to write about, similar to how Illium worked.
If we’re not going to timeskip then I don’t think I’ll be able to get motivated and make consistent, acceptable posts and I’ll be going on hiatus until my exams are over and I have some more motivation for the RP.
I’m sorry to be in this situation and I really don’t want to go on hiatus, but I don’t think it’s fair on anyone for me to continue on as I am.
Love you all, Shannon))
((Hey guys was just thinking that I still have the Oriana blog going but I haven’t really had a chance to write anything for her because she’s kinda stuck on Illium for the moment.
Basically I was wondering if I should just move her to the Citadel and carry on there or whether I shouldn’t bother and just give the blog to someone else~
Any thoughts? If someone really wants to play her please do give me a buzz))
Kasumi’s grip of the controls tightened as they were air-dropped into Hatre. As they leveled out above the ground in a central, open area, the thief immediately glanced at the life scans on her monitor. Turning the Hammerhead, she addressed the other two with her, “Keep your guard up. We don’t…
The rain was pounding, an incessant drone at the edge of his thoughts, a soft patter of life into an area of complete carnage and desolation.
It looked like no one had been left alive.
Something stirred in him then, some old anger, a deep seated hatred he had no name for. It was the same as Eden Prime, it was the same as Horizon; this crushing sadness and overwhelming need to strike back, to make the Reapers pay for every single life they had taken.
The city had been devestated by the attack, burnt out buildings and crumbling ruins, smoking under the torrent of rain, a testament to the level of destruction. He had hoped, somewhere under layers of realistic self preservation mechanism - they’re going to be all gone, there’s nothing you could have done to save them - that there would have been someone left to find and rescue. The scanner didn’t pick up any signs of life.
He kept a close eye on the scanner, his eyes flying over the display, hands tapping at the holographic interface it was attatched to idly, while another small part of him worried for the others.
The two in the Hammerhead with him had undoubtedly witnessed horrors before, had seen dead civilians sprawled in the mud, but Kaidan wondered whether they were prepared for this level of devestation. He himself was stretching his powers of calm to their fullest extent just to keep himself in the copilot chair and doing the job that was asked of him. A quick glance at Kasumi’s face told him she wasn’t coping, a subtle strain in her features that were usually so happy looking. For a moment, he wanted to reach out and comfort her, but he held still, suddenly conscious of the chain of command Shepard had placed on them for this mission. Perhaps a gesture like that would be more appropriate another time. Instead he gave her a small smile, a reassuring nod.
“We’re making good progress here. We might want to head further into the city, see if the damage patterns change any in more built up areas.” he tapped in some controls to the computer before turning to face Jack manning the cannon. “You alright back there, Jack?” Her silence was starting to worry him if he was being honest. If she wasn’t cussing and blustering in the back then maybe it was a sign that she was finding it hard to cope, too.
“Absolutely, Shepard,” the thief replied just as Jack sauntered over. Her eyebrow raised at Jack’s words. “I think the cannon would be perfect for you, should we run into trouble.” She gave her own mischievous smile to the biotic before turning to Kaidan. Kasumi bowed her…
Kaidan had seen Jack before, sauntering around earlier at the party and lurking around engineering like she had something to hide, but he took a moment now to look at the biotic, to see how much of what she was saying was pure bluster and how much was serious intent. She was hard to read though, and certainly not like anyone he had worked with in the past. She was obviously an exceptional biotic, he had seen some old reports detailing some of her feats and now, even though she was standing a good few paces away from him, he could feel the unmistakeable crackling of dark energy in the air, stimulated by her very presence. It made him want to grind his teeth together. It reminded him of the power he had felt when he had spoken to the Justicar in the mess some time ago, though the power that Samara wielded was pure and concentrated, honed by years of practiced use and meditation, while Jack’s was raw and untempered, though no less powerful for it.
He glanced back at Kasumi as she spoke, returning her nod with a tilt of his head, intended to serve the same purpose as hers had. He respected the small thief, she was pleasant and capable and he was happy to let her take charge of the mission. It meant he didn’t have to deal directly with Jack and her tendency to ‘bend’ rules. If he was being honest with himself, the lack of formality that this team was giving off threw him slightly. He was so used to military operations, he liked the meticulous discipline and the stringent codes of conduct. It helped him concentrate on the task at hand and collect himself sufficiently to perform his tasks effectively. The whole atmosphere was alien to him. And he wasn’t sure he liked it.
Shepard’s grim face wasn’t the most reassuring either, though in some strange way he felt it reflected his earlier musings in the elevator and gave him some comfort. Though a part of him wanted to smile or address her directly to see if she was alright, he kept his mouth tightly shut. There was the chance that no one else had noticed (although he suspected that Vakarian would have) and he didn’t want to bring it up in case one of the others were perturbed by it. Besides, if she needed it she knew where to look for reassurance, she didn’t need him watching over her shoulder for anything. Acknowledging her words with a grim nod, he pulled up his omni-tool and ran over the basic controls that operated the Hammerhead again while they waited for the XO’s arrival.
“I would never have pegged Lawson as someone who would be late,” he commented quietly, his voice showing no hint of emotion; no impatience or disdain, it was a simple musing voiced to the group at large to break the silence that had fallen after Shepard’s words.
Hah, well thanks I guess. I’ve had a lot of dumb luck where the implants are concerned, could have wound up much worse.
I mean I’m not clinically insane at least.
Anyway I think you had better head down to the cargo hold if you want to come along.
Kasumi strapped her armor into place and wiggled her fingers into her gloves before heading down to the cargo bay. As she stepped from the elevator, she stood near Shepard and crossed her arms.
“Anyone know who’s joining me in the hammerhead for this joyride?”
When the party had dispersed, everyone full of terrible cake and Kasumi’s roast dinner, Kaidan made his way to his original destination, scooping up the crate full of the remainder of his meagre belongings into his arms and making his way to the starboard observation.
The doors of the room opened with a gentle swoosh and Kaidan found himself face to face with the stars, the dark expanse of space mapped out before his eyes.
It was quite the view.
He set his crate down, content with the new temporary living space. He could make himself at home here until the Justicar returned. Then he could discreetly scuttle back down to the cargo hold and hope she didn’t mind sharing her space too much.
He grabbed a few hours sleep, noting with grim acceptance that it wouldn’t be enough to rest himself properly and wondering if this would adversely affect his amp any. In the past he had used his biotics extensively even past the point of what he would have normally called exhaustion, but he honestly didn’t like taking chances with it. Every time he did he felt the little piece of technology wedged at the top of his spine judder in place, and he would wonder whether he’d come to the end of his extraordinarily long run of luck.
He geared up slowly, taking his time with the ablative plating, making sure that everything was securely fastened and locked into place, before making his way down to the cargo hold, his face a grim mask. Nothing about this mission appealed to him, although the prospect of seeing the Hammerhead in action was enough to brighten his spirits enough that by the time the elevator had opened up on the cargo bay, his face wore a neutral expression. He spotted Kasumi, Garrus and Shepard at the far end of the hold and made his way over in time to hear the last snippet of their conversation.
“I think that I’ll be joining you in the Hammerhead, Kasumi.”
Tali nodded, bringing up her omnitool, luminous eyes studying the display as she made several notations in her personal log. She could get Ken and Gabby to make a sweep of the Engineering deck and…
She spent several moments muttering under her breath, making some adjustments to her notations. . Tali hoped that they wouldn’t find any bugs, but it was better safe than sorry. She could have her console in Engineering run the diagnostic of the systems there while she did the sweep of Shepard’s quarters.
Tali nodded, feeling certain of what needed to be done.
Kaidan pushed his already finished meal away from him, folding his hands carefully on the table in front of him. The fact that the threat of bugs hadn’t occured to him in the time they had been aboard since Illium was… off-putting to say the least, but he was determined to make up for it now.
So he was torn, go ground side and assist with the rescue efforts or stay aboard and help Tali with the search for devices. His eyes flicked to Miranda for a moment, wondering for a moment how far her trust for EDI went, before returning his attention to the quarian.
“We could probably reconfigure a couple of terminals down in engineering to run scans on the surveillance systems, see if anything has been routed out through encrypted comm channels. I’m not sure Cerberus would be able to transmit data packets that large through our systems without EDI picking up on them, but if the encryption was secure enough…” He pulled up his omni-tool for a moment, leaning forward in his seat, “And they had previously clogged the channel with random bits for extra security, it might have been impossible to pick them up as abnormalities.”
He looked at Tali for a moment before turning his attention towards Zaeed. Kaidan was aware that Zaeed had access to the surveillance feeds, and though he and the mercenary weren’t exactly on good terms… “Maybe Massani and I could check the routed pathways for the feeds.”