D'accord, nous devrions être prêts à partir à ce moment-là... Tacticus a été coupé par Ra et les Asari en criant pour de l'aide. Il a rapidement regardé ce qui se passait et a vu tout le sang et les tubes de fortune sortir de l'autre diplomate qu'ils n'avaient pas été envoyés pour protéger à l'origine. Ce n'était pas ce dont ils avaient besoin en ce moment. D'autres blessés allaient les ralentir. A ce rythme, il ne savait même pas s'ils arriveraient aux humains à temps. Cactus commençait également à se sentir épuisé de tous les combats, la seule chose le gardant alerte et sur ses pieds était le flot constant d'adrénaline à ce moment. Ils lui avaient dit que cela pourrait arriver s'il était enfermé dans un combat prolongé. La solution qu'ils lui avaient donnée à l'entraînement était de ne pas entrer dans un combat étendu.
Il s'est enfui et a attrapé Titus sur l'épaule alors qu'il vérifiait les mouvements oculaires d'Episia, l'un des soldats qui était près de l'explosion. "Titus, nous avons un diplomate blessé. Ça a l'air mauvais, leur sang drainant de ses poumons."
Titus s'est retourné rapidement et a grondé. "Damnit, regardez ces deux-là, ils ont des commotions mineures et des éclats dans la peau. Enlevez-les pour qu'ils ne dorment pas. Je serai de retour pour eux." Titus a giflé Episia sur la mandibule quelques fois avant de se retourner sur son talon et d'aller dans une ruée vers le diplomate blessé. Tacticus a rapidement appelé Numso et lui a donné les mêmes informations que Titus lui avait donné. Il a commencé à cueillir des fragments de métal dans sa plaque thoracique et ses bras, dont la plupart avaient tiré du sang, tout en lui parlant et en essayant d'obtenir des réponses. Ils ont tous deux commencé à sortir de leurs états assoiffés peu de temps après, mais les deux avaient des problèmes d'audition.
"Hey hey hey hey, ne va pas dormir sur moi en ce moment tu es presque en dehors de ça. Allez, reste éveillé encore quelques minutes, tu iras bien bientôt, reste éveillé. » Tacticus criait alors qu'il a appliqué medi-gel et Episia a commencé à glisser dans un état proche du coma. Heureusement, elle s'est encore améliorée et Tacticus a fini de la recoudre et a juste commencé à lui parler. Finalement, il lui a parlé sur les pieds et a trouvé son arme pour elle. Confidante elle serait d'accord d'y aller quand ils ont déménagé, juste pour être sûr qu'il a prévu de rester avec elle jusqu'à ce qu'ils aient effectivement déménagé et Cactus passerait à nouveau à l'avant du groupe.
Pendant ce temps, Sura s'était approchée du Geth avec une demande. "Avatar si vous avez accès aux caméras, pourriez-vous vérifier les couloirs autour du site de l'embuscade? J'avais un de mes cabalistes avec qui j'ai perdu le contact quand on est en embuscade. Elle est probablement morte, mais j'aimerais en être sûr."
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.