<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/11/b1/7e/11b17eca52781778f9a8fcecef870983.jpg)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Red Team</span></span></div></div><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jackiro Indri (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15749809#msg15749809)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Salarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Infiltration Expert, STG<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 20th, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Black-and-Orange Lightweight-Mesh Salarian Armour (https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/005/336/143/4k/christopher-cao-deepspace-color.jpg?1490292219) with Red Helmet (https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/005/334/407/4k/christopher-cao-salarian-helmet.jpg?1490282300)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Reetix LZ, heading East.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Operation 'Red Rescue.'<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG: </span></strong>Drack, Rue, Sink, EVERYONE via Message<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Things were taking a frustrating turn for the complex. Unknown variables had the ability to ruin any good plan, and there were just too many unknown variables. He disliked what he saw through his scope though; these unusual creatures gave him a bad feeling and tested his legendary patience with their inane and vile attempts at communicating with each other. He could see they were - by the loosest possible definition at least - civilised. They existed, and they clearly had enough cognition to communicate and - well - hold guns, if nothing else. They were like a Pre-Ascension species. He wondered if someone had foolishly repeated the mistakes of the Salarians, and the thought made him sick to his stomach.<br/><br/>Focusing on what he<em>could</em>deal with, Jackiro fired up the Omnitool and changed the channel to broadcast to Red Team, but also to Blue Team, Orange Team, and even the Kalanhai itself. Much like Luus, he wanted to report in this abnormal finding.<br/><br/>"<strong>Red Team reporting in. Encountered several unknown sentient bipedal creatures of unknown race and origin. Creatures have killed two Batarians, and carry Current-Era Pistol-tech. Able to breathe in current environment. Will likely engage with Drack in near future; attempts will be made to capture one alive.</strong>"<br/><br/>With his message sent out to all parties, he switched the main comms back to his group, and hailed Rue, Sink, and most importantly, Drack. As apprehensive as he might be working with a Krogan, he respected a man who could fight. "Drack, prepare for ambush. Attempts to be made to take one Prisoner. Sink, can you use Drone to relay auditory message, or rudimentary radio comms? May be wise to use to attempt to hail unknown aliens; see if they respond to diplomacy before we assassinate. Rue...Do not know capabilities. Suggest prepare to assist Sink as reinforcements for Drack should he be spotted. Otherwise, set up firing zone should they advance. Physiology and weaponry suggest low-range of engagement."<br/>