Les mandibules de Tacticus ont explosé quelques fois en rapide succession alors qu'il baissait son arme. Pourquoi il y avait d'autres spec-ops sur la station? Personne ne leur en avait parlé. Numso et Cactus ont échangé des regards à nouveau et ont éteint leurs armes et ont ensuite été rapidement poussés hors du chemin par les Asari... qui semblaient connaître le Turian. Le nom n'a pas sonné une cloche pour lui mais il connaissait AGTSAT et ce que leurs opérateurs étaient pour. À la différence de la Cabale, ils avaient la capacité de quitter leur service. Ils ont également été utilisés beaucoup plus différemment que toutes les troupes de choc biotiques. Quand il est devenu clair que l'ALSO Quarien connaissait le Turian, il a décidé qu'il valait mieux partir. "Je vérifierais l'autre diplomate turois que nous avons réussi à sortir du sol de l'assassinat. Il pourrait être à toi." Tacticus dit qu'il a commencé à revenir à son équipe qui étaient tous assis sur le sol se reposant de l'utilisation extrême de la biotique. Bien sûr, Sura était toujours debout les mains sur ses hanches les donnant tous sur ce qu'ils auraient pu faire mieux. "Maman, tu as attrapé tout ça?"
Tourner sur ses talons rapidement et répondre tout aussi vite. "Oui, je l'ai fait et je m'intéresse au fait que je n'ai pas été informé que ce type soit ici. Le commandement va devoir me répondre à ce sujet à notre retour. Quoi qu'il en soit, avoir d'autres spec-ops amicaux ici est le moins utile à dire." Avant de pouvoir répondre, Avatar les informa qu'ils auraient besoin de défendre l'emplacement et qu'ils devraient agir rapidement pour faire une position défendable. Sura se retourna vers le groupe de repos et commença à les aboyer pour se remettre au combat. Puisque Tacticus était encore relativement frais, il a fait son chemin vers la porte d'abord avec les autres qui avaient été en tête plus tôt.
Quand ils sont entrés dans le poste de sécurité avec une arme pointée sur eux Tacticus à peu près tiré sur la place des femmes dans la tête avec son pistolet lourd. La seule chose qui l'a arrêté, c'est à quel point l'arme tremblait. Cactus a supprimé un rire et a fêlé un sourire. Elle n'allait pas leur tirer dessus, même si elle l'avait fait, il ne pouvait pas imaginer qu'elle frapperait une putain de chose. Même si ce serait plus rapide de lui tirer dessus et d'être sur leur chemin, il a supposé que quelqu'un aurait un problème avec ça. Il a également deviné que ce serait illégal ou quelque chose de tirer sur un civil s'ils avaient la chance de la désarmer alors il a décidé contre elle. "Regardez Madame, franchement nous ne nous soucions pas vraiment pourquoi vous êtes ici ou avec qui vous êtes. Baissez l'arme, éloignez-vous du terminal, et nous serons en route. Tu ne veux pas mourir pour ce que c'est. Tacticus a dit gesticuler avec son aide autour de la pièce. Si cela prenait trop de temps Cactus était prêt à la charger aussi et à la soumettre au sol. Il voulait vraiment quitter la gare.
Name: Tacticus Agnom
Nickname: Cactus
Species: Turian
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Stands at just over six feet.
Weapons/Equipment:
M-37 Tempest Submachine gun
K-22 Ursus Heavy pistol
Reinforced Gauntlets & gloves
Skills and Abilities:
Rookie - Tacticus has not participated in any combat against real hostiles. While he has been extensively trained and there are several veterans on the team, there is no true substitute to the real thing. This also lends itself to his biotics skills being limited aswell.
Cabalist - At 15 when Tacticus joined the Turian military he was immediately separated from his classmen and put into a Cabal training program. Among biotic training Tacticus was also given heavily specialized training as a shock troop, meaning he is skilled with pistols, explosives, and infiltration.
Combat Biotic - Tacticus's biotics are strong enough for his abilities to be used as weapons on their own. Most of his abilties are focused on augmenting his own body for the time being. Though his manipulation of mass effect fields beyond his own body are limited he only needs his hands to punch a hole through most people and objects.
Pilot - As part of his training in the Cabal he is rated to pilot most vehicles if need be.
Background: Tacticus was born to 40 year old parents both of whom were special forces in the Turian military. This meant that after parental leave one of them had to retire from active combat to raise Tacticus, his father ended up volunteering for the job and took a position planning operations while his mother continued her active service. Since he was an only child Tacticus was given quite a bit of attention from his father which ended up shaping him into a shinning model of Turian selflessness. Though since his parents were both serving the military Tacticus never stayed on one planet or space station long. This meant he generally had few friends which he always knew he would have to leave behind, he never became very attached to them as a consequence. That changed however when his mother was injured during an operation and forced to retire from her active combat position. When Tacticus was given the news he was pulled out of his class. The young Tacticus was so distraught learning this he accidentally discovered his biotics. From that point on Tacticus isolated himself from others his age as he did not want to hurt them. His parents knew that this would force him into the Cabals when he turned 15 so they decided it was best to wait out the last few years and provide support as best they could.
When Tacticus was signing his life to the Hierarchy he was afraid of what his fellow soldiers would think of him in basic. He knew the stigma he was facing, after all his own parents didn't trust him when he first found out. While the following year was not as bad as he thought it would be it still left him alone whenever they were not doing exercises or general training. But when all of their assignments were being dolled out Tacticus was immediately assigned to the cabals. Thus began his grueling two years of training.
An odd thing happened though when he became apart of the all biotic strike force. He finally felt like he was home. Most people in the cabal he was assigned to had similar stories to his and it made Tacticus feel like he truly fit in somewhere. The companionship Tacticus built up with his Cabal through blood, sweat, and tears during their demanding endurance exercises and the fact that they were alone together made him become extremely close with his squad and vice versa. The squad spirit that was exemplified through their well oiled actions later in training was one of power and determination to assist the Hierarchy in any way possible.
Recently the squad was given a handler and moved to the outer reaches of colonized space. They are set to provide security in the Pylos Nebula and to deal with any more dangerous elements that always pop up on new colonies. Currently however they have been assigned to a ship that will act as their temporary home.