Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP
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				Title: <strong>Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 22:39:51</strong>
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				Mid-day. Sera stood back in the shadows of the meeting room. Her gang was strong. Quite strong, in fact. She had judged them, and they were now worthy of learning one of her closest held secrets. Now, it was just time for the most trusted members to get to the meeting room, and she would show them what they were working for.<br><br>She looked around the warehouse she stood in. It had been abandoned long ago. Perfect for her purposes. She had walked in a year ago, and knew this was the place. Loading bay? That was the meeting room. Supervisor's office? Her office. The other loading bays? Well, 2 was split up into sleeping quarters, 3 was a rec room, and 4 a med bay. Just a little rehooking up of a comm system, and she could pump her voice to the entire headquarters. And anyone outside of headquarters had been contacted via omni-tools. Three taps was the signal for a meeting. Everyone knew it. Now, she just had to wait for them to walk through that door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 20:10:41</strong>
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				(http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100227001848/masseffect/images/thumb/7/75/Illiumcity.jpg/800px-Illiumcity.jpg)<br><br>Valah waited in the shadows for the security guards to pass, before she kept going along the main walkway of the Nos Astra space docks. She was not wanted for anything, but she didn't want to take any chance. After the little deal she had made with a known thug, giving her a nice 20,000 credits in her secret bank account, Valah wanted to keep a low profile. Besides, being an ex-Commando, the Asari had no trouble using the various walls, crates, merchant stands and even the crowd itself to stay out of view of the patrols.<br><br>As she resumed her walk along the walkway, suddenly her omni-tool lit up, indicated that Sera was calling them back. Valah grumbled. She had joined this new gang just a few days ago, and still didn't know what they expected of her, or would offer her. She hadn't even met their leader yet. She hoped that this time, there would be some answers, and hopefully would learn their plans to get some action going.<br><br>She turned around and headed to the shuttle bay. She took the first available, and headed to the industrial district, where the warehouse that the gang used was located. During the trip she thought back to what made her join this gang. She didn't really need credits, as she had proven just now, she could get plenty by herself. But she did miss the action, the sense of purpose and working as a team, things she had experienced in her service of Matriarch Benezia.<br><br>Arriving at the warehouse, she went inside, hoping that this would be worth her time. Oh and of course, she wouldn't talk about her latest increase in wealth. Why share needlessly.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 00:34:18</strong>
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				James hoped out of his shuttle and looked around the industrial district until he stood in front of the warehouse he was told to come to here some big speech from the gang leader. "This better not be a lead of shit. Back in the Blue suns and even the Eclipse, we did not have to do all this sneaking around, all this secrecy and low profile stuff is starting to get to me" James said himself as memories of his life came flooding back. <br><br>When he young, he lived at the colony of freedoms Progress with his grandfather. For a time life was good. But it was not to last. At the age of 17, James was getting ready to train to be a dock worker, but then his grandfather died after tripping on a staircase and breaking his neck. after that, James lost the will to work as a dock worker and decided to see the galaxy. He snuck aboard a freighter bound for Omega and spent 2 years of his life living dirt on the streets of Omega. Until he was picked up by a Blue sun merc, who trained James to be a solder and a killer. After many successful years as a top merc for the Blue Suns, James thought that was time for a change and defected. James then found himself on the Asari world of Illium and joined the Eclipse. this job did not last more then a couple years though, and James was on his own again after so many years of being a gun for hire. Then he got wind of the small but efficient new gang on Illium, The Restan Reksha. <br><br>And now here he was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 05:09:48</strong>
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				Rashka, a large, scared Krogan, pounded his chest, and roared along with the crowd, as he kicked the small Asari beneath him. Sinora groaned, slowly staggering, up on her feet. She hadn't lost yet, and she wasn't planning to. Wiping away the blood, that ran down the edge of her mouth, she stared down, the Krogan, who just laughed. Seems he'd already forgotten about the kick, to the head, she'd recently given him... Or maybe it hadn't been as damaging, as she'd hoped. Rashka sprang forward with a roar, with clenched fists. Sinora gracefully dodged, and delivered a devastating upper cut. Rashka groaned, and staggered to the side, but Sinora wasn't about to let up. She wasn't nearly as strong as a Krogan, but she was faster, and she had to take advantage of that, hitting him again, and again, before he could recover. Blood started to spill out of the Krogans mouth, and his groans became silent. Sinora stopped, letting Rashka fall against the cold, stone floor, with a loud thud. The crowd cheered, but it wasn't over yet. Rashka could still get up, and charge at her, with a murderous rage. She could feel her heart race, expecting him to jump up at any moment. Soon a small, grayish Salarian stepped in, and gestured towards Sinora, declaring her the winner, causing several people to frown, and shout out curses.<br><br>It figures, the majority would bet on the Krogan, to win a fist fight. "Poor little Asari, she couldn't possibly think, she stands a chance!?" She thought to herself, in a angry tone. She simply turned, and started to walk off. No use to hang around here, to hear sore losers, swear at her, or even attack her, if they'd been drincking. She turned on her omni-tool, and checked her account. All the night earning had already been transferred to her private account. She raised a brow, noticing the small title "One new message." Sera wanted to see her. "Good." She thought to herself. About time she got to meet, whoever was calling the shots.<br><br>After retrieving her weapons, and armor, she quickly made her way, to the warehouse. She was surprised when she entered to see two others wait inside, one being a fellow Asari. This was the first time she'd actually associate with the gang, as she preferred to stick to herself, most of the time. She gave them a courteous nod, stepping up to where they were all standing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 14:57:15</strong>
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				Valah had her back leaning against a crate, her arms crossed on her chest. She was dressed in her full black tight outfit, up to her neck, as was typical of Asari Commandos. She had no weapon on her. While she was fairly proficient at using a rifle, as an Adept, she did not need one, and used her significant Bionic powers almost exclusively.<br><br>She looked towards the door when a man came in, followed shortly by another Asari. She bowed slightly at each of them, wanting to appear polite. These were, after all, fellow gang members, she assumed. Still, she stayed on her guards, and kept her eyes on them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 18:25:27</strong>
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				"Greetings." Sera stood back in the shadows, her voice speaking clearly and cleanly. "Glad you could all make it to this meeting in such short time."&nbsp; While her voice was clear, it sounded odd, almost electronically advanced. Crossing her arms, she leaned against a pillar. "I'll start the meeting once everyone shows up."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 20:56:22</strong>
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				Ziria entered the warehouse with a lethargic pace due to having seemingly working on something with her omnitool.The only discernable weapon on her person was a pistol. As got closer to the group she briefly looked up at the assembled group before concentrating back on her omnitool. Despite not looking back at them, she speaks to them. <strong>"New faces, new faces... always glad to see new faces."</strong> Though, you are unsure if she is sincere or not... she sounded it, but didn't look it. <strong>"I'm Ziria by the way, not that you bothered to ask nor should you care."</strong> Ziria grinned at the last part while she continued focusing on her omnitool.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 14:25:39</strong>
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				Valah heard a voice talk from the shadow and turned her head around, suspiciously, but quickly understood it was their gang leader. She nodded simply, and then turned her head back towards the door when she heard another member enter. She eyed Ziria with a curious look. The way she talk was almost like a Solarian, fast and always busy with science or technical stuff. That would probably be the one member that Valah had the least in common with.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Random Civilian</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 09:16:25</strong>
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				The quarian woman had not purposefully intended to be as late as she was, but never the less, she found herself trying to quietly sneak into the warehouse.&nbsp; Zorai’Vaelan had no idea of knowing how the mysterious Sera would respond to being interrupted (if she had already started the meeting) and was not interested in being made into an example.&nbsp; She had only to be reminded of how quickly the… woman had turned on her former employer the moment the circumstances fit her ambitions to know that the leader of the Restan Reksha was not someone to be messed with.<br><br>Zorai had, at first, been irritated when the Sera’s summoning had reached her omnitool.&nbsp; She had been in the midst of giving a consultation to a potential patient.&nbsp; &nbsp;It had been fortunate for Sera that the Asari that had come calling was not paying so much that the message went ignored.&nbsp; However, the potential profit had been more than tempting enough to keep the doctor from ending the consultation the moment the message had been reached her.<br><br>Once she had joined the rest of the group, she noticed that there were a number of new faces.&nbsp; Some asari and a human, from the looks of it.&nbsp; She also noted Ziria’s presence as well, and curtly nodded in the drell’s direction.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 09:58:54</strong>
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				Sera's arms were crossed in the shadows, hidden fingers tapping her armor. She had intended to start the meeting five minutes ago, but half the people she requested were late. Seeing Zorai sneak in, her eyes narrowed. She liked the quarian, but she had laid down the time to enter, and anyone late like that should be punished, especially for trying to pull one over on her.<br><br>Of course, she wouldn't be alone. There were two others still not there. They, too would feel her wrath. In private, of course. She never punished her crew in front of each other. She had no need to make them degraded. She just wanted to chastise them, which was a bit more serious in the underworld.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 16:31:09</strong>
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				Noticing the room, growing steadily more populated, Sinora stepped towards Valah, giving her a quick glance, as a offer of unity, feeling slightly uncomfortable in a room of armed strangers. Of course, she did not know Valah either, but at least she had the familiar feel, of their specie about her. Sinora positioned her self next to Valah, glancing over her, for approval, of her presence there, before she would get comfortable. There were a good chance Valah would deny her, after all they knew nothing about each other, in which case, Sinora would gracefully leave, for the Quarian. She'd never spoken to a Quarian, but Sinora had a good feeling, about the girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 16:38:06</strong>
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				Valah saw the Quarian enter, but didn't pay much attention to her, certainly no more than she had Ziria. She saw Sera was getting ready to start the meeting and thought it was about time. So what if some people were missing, it was their loss. She didn't like waiting in one place, doing nothing.<br><br>Then, she saw Sinora come up to her, and give her a glance. It was obvious she wanted to make friend, and Valah was glad that she did. Out of all the others in the room, she was the one that seemed to be the most battle harden, and that would probably be the most useful in a fight. That was already enough for Valah to respect her. She smiled at her and gave her a quick nod.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 17:25:47</strong>
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				Sinora returned the smile, happy to see her presence was welcome. Leaning up against the same crate as Valah, she returned her attention to rest of the room. She felt a lot more comfortable now, but this was not the time for idle chit chat. There would be plenty of time for that later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 06:41:17</strong>
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				<br><br>After the others entered the warehouse, Sera spoke up. "Well, now that everyone is here..." She straightened. "These people are the best in the gang. You all are. So, I'm going to treat you to something not most know. And it is related to my new mission for you." Turning on the lights remotely, Sera was no longer bathed in shadow. Where she stood, there was a tall, lithe quarian looking at her crew, her chest obviously generous as her blue mask looked around, her environment suit as black as the shadows had been. "You are the first to see Sera'Zarda."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Random Civilian</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 11:58:04</strong>
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				So their leader was a Quarian? Interesting.&nbsp; <br><br>To many, it likely looked as though she was unaffected by the situation.&nbsp; However, hidden behind the almost opaque mask, an expression of surprise covered Zorai’s face.&nbsp; &nbsp;She felt a pang of gratitude that she had something to hide her emotions behind.<br>&nbsp;<br>It had been sometime since she had last run into another Quarian, and she couldn't help but feel a tinge of homesickness.&nbsp; The desire to ask Sera about what ship she came from and why she had also left the flotilla was almost overwhelming; it was only a strong sense of 'professionalism' that kept her from doing so.&nbsp; She may not agree with what had happened in her past, but that did not mean that the Quarian didn't miss the ships that she once called 'home'.<br><br>However, the fact that after Sera had gone to such lengths to hide herself, only to now reveal her form to them was something that concerned Zorai.&nbsp; Exactly why did their leader do this unveiling?&nbsp; Certainly, the doctor could think of a number of reasons why Sera might hide her species from others; had their enemies known, they likely would have used different tactics...&nbsp; But the act of revealing herself was puzzling. However, Zorai imagined that either the answer would reveal itself in time, or that she would never know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 16:32:18</strong>
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				"Obviously, I hid my species for a reason. If enemies knew that I could be taken down with one shot anywhere, it would be over. But that will change if you succeed on the next mission. There is a warehouse about 4 blocks north of here. I've gotten word from my informant that there are two things in development. The first one is a new gun. A more powerful handgun. A lot of you have already heard about it, so I won't wast the details. However, there is another thing in development that they've kept secret." On the next sentence, Sera's voice trembled slightly.<br><br>"The second, and the true target, is an immune system booster. And it has been confirmed to have been tested on quarians with success. Any quarian using it would be able to, in clean environments like this base, remove their suits." Sera's fists clenched.<br><br>"I don't have to tell you how important this is to me and Zorai. Of course, the rest of you would get stronger if you used it, so get enough for you all. And of course, there will be plenty of guards. Plenty of opportunity to do as you do best. For now, though, this meeting is adjourned. Keelah Seh'lai. Zorai, come up to my office." Sera left the room, heading to her office.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 19:10:48</strong>
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				Valah listened to the speech with a dispassionate expression. As an Adept, she didn't care about the improved handgun. She didn't even carry any weapon at all right now. The immunity booster, however, that could be of some use. Also, if they had enough to sell, that would bring in quite a hefty price. Of course it seemed like this would not be an easy mission, but Valah was not one to shy away from hard tasks.<br><br>As their leader went away, she once more looked around the room at the others, trying to assess how useful they would be in the mission. Sinora was a no brainer, she definitively looked like she could handle herself well. She also got a good feeling about James, he seemed like an able fighter. The others, however, she couldn't say quite yet. Still, with their leader now busy, they needed to get to work somehow. She spoke loud enough to be heard by all of them. "Hey guys, my name's Valah." She didn't bother saying her class or abilities, as it would be plainly obvious to anyone looking at her. "So, how do we go about getting these things?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 23:04:03</strong>
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				"Scouting seem to be the priority." Sinora suggested, standing up straight, before she repeated the Quarian's words. "There will be plenty of guards." She snorted. "I think i speak for everyone, when I say we'll need more intel then that." Sinora honestly felt disappointed, with the lack of detail, of the mission. For all they knew, this could be a suicide mission. She knew from experience, these secret projects security, could differ between lackluster, to impenetrable. She glanced over the room. Unlike the rest of her specie, Sinora had blood red eyes, rather then icy blue eyes, something she inherited from her krogan father. "It adds character." He use to say. "Now..." She said, crossing her arms. "Do we have a scout in the house?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 23:29:39</strong>
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				While waiting for the other quarian, Sera received a message. Listening to it, she sent a message to the other members. "Well, apparently they decided manpower was enough. There are ten guards a crate...but only half are armed with anything capable of taking shields down without more than ten shots."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyrd</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 02:48:26</strong>
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				James snickered as he got the message from the're Quarians leader. "Only ten a crate? Ha! I could get this job done with no sweat. But what other security are we looking at here? Their has got to be more guarding this thing then a few haired guns."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 02:51:01</strong>
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				"One asari commando per crate."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Random Civilian</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 04:26:20</strong>
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				It took a moment for Zorai to gather herself together.&nbsp; She could scarcely believe it when Sera had announced what their true target was.&nbsp; The immune system booster sounded as though it were too good to be true…&nbsp; To be able to go without a suit was something that Zorai had never dreamed of being able to do. <br><br>As Sera expanded on the situation, she made her way to the office.&nbsp; Zorai was not entirely oblivious to what likely awaited her.&nbsp; She steeled herself for what, at the very least, would be a verbal assault.&nbsp; Potentially, there could be something worse, but the Quarian doubted. Regardless of what it was, she was not looking forward to it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 04:50:52</strong>
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				Sera sealed the door. "Zorai." She approached her. "You were late. Normally, that wouldn't be enough to upset me." She shook her head though. "But you tried to hide it from me. You know how I feel about deception in this gang."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:05:16</strong>
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				Valah frowned. She agreed with Sinora that they needed intel and was annoyed that so far their leader had provided them with so little, and no one was volunteering to get more. She uncrossed her arms and started walking towards the exit, commenting casually "I'm going on ahead, listen in on channel 54, I'll relay what I see. Try not to take too long..."<br><br>Once outside, she looked around and saw where that warehouse was likely to be, several blocks north of their location. She started running in that direction, trying not to draw attention to herself from the few people that happened to be nearby. Once she got to the building, she decided against going through the front door, instead heading up through a side staircase, up to the roof.<br><br>Once she made it to the roof, she crouched next to a ceiling window and looked through. She saw that the building was a single, very large room, with a large amount of crates. Several suspended walkways were laying above the crates, and she saw many guards walking on them. She smiled. From her position, she would be able to get some nice hits on those thugs.<br><br>She activated her omnitool and relayed the information to the others. "Building has lots of baddies. I see several on suspended walkways, more on the floor. One front door, one back, I'll cover the roof. Come on in when ready." She stayed there, waiting for the others to make a diversion she could use.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 14:57:37</strong>
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				"Understood." Sinora answered, on the other side of the omnitool. "Were on our way." She said, walking out of the warehouse, without glancing over at the rest. They were soldiers, and she wasn't about to start baby sitting them. And to be honest, she didn't care if they came at all. "All the more kills for me." She thought to herself, as she reached over for her assault rifle. Once at the target site, Sinora positioned herself on the left side of the front door. Stealth wouldn't do her much good, in a singled roomed building, like this. So she figured, the front door would do just good. "Alright." She called threw the omnitool, one hand sliding down to her waist. "I'll throw in a flash, once were all in position. Afterwards, we need to rush inside, and get cover, while Valah takes them out, from the roof. At that point, go nuts. If you die, that just means a bigger cut for me." She grabbed onto a flash grenade, around her belt, and held it tightly, finger on the pin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Restan Reksha: A Mass Effect RP</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thebobmaster</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 17:04:52</strong>
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				Sera walked up to Zorai, standing a couple inches taller than her. Moving quickly, she grabbed Zorai by the throat, pinning her to the wall. "Try not to be late. If you are late, don't you dare try to deceive me into thinking you aren't again. ARe we clear?"
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