Okay,I'll go get some from the armory. Also,I already have the other stuff ready to go,so well be ready to go as soon as the others get here.
Jonathan messaged Lucas back.
edited 16th May '11 12:04:41 PM by TheNewRapture
Everything the universe has to offer, I've seen it all, and yet I long for moreUna didn't flinch. "It's business, I figure." She said. "Ah, well of course." Avina leaned forward in her seat, resting her head in her hands, as if listening to a child. "But that doesn't really explain why I shouldn't kill you and find out myself." Una shrugged. "It's no big feat. I know something you need to know, and all I ask is your guarantee that you give me free passage for... say 24 hours or so. It's not a big thing to part with." Una said, trying to sound as businesslike as possible. "That is, of course, if I don't already know." Una shook her head. "If you knew, you'd probably have told me already."
Liveblog | DeadblogJonathan sprinted across the ship, dodging people as he made his way back to the armory. He decided to message Marik about returning to the armory. Lucas told me to get some flashbangs as well. Going to the armory now. If you get there before I return, all ammo and grenades are already onboard shuttle.
Everything the universe has to offer, I've seen it all, and yet I long for moreAs all the bustle of the ship surrounded, comforting in it's fine hum, a single presence looked on through a full face mask on a full body suit. Twisting, the Quarian rose. It was time to go and talk to other people, and maybe hack the translators to speak in a Sandretar* accent or blow something up. With that, the Quarian moved to the Armory, just in time to see a single human rushing towards it. He greeted the human. "Hello Jon"
Life comes before this.
Jordan smiled at Kate as he relaxed. Other than recovery he had no idea what he would be doing in the near-future.
edited 16th May '11 12:31:38 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Jordan exhaled. "Oh boy. We get to spend a week on Earth literally living inside the planet's most famous race-track." He squeezed back as hard as he could. Considering his injured status, it wasn't that hard. "Either way... I'd be glad to spend it with you. I'm backing you up every step of the way."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Jordan settled into a content fuzz in his brain. He was content... aside from the forty healing bullet wounds. Fortunately, it appeared that none of them were major. As soon as the doctor looked him over next he'd be likely to leave.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Marik finally reached the shuttle, having initially had trouble rousing Deimos. He then checked his unread messages.
To Lucas: Deimos and I are on shuttle, waiting for Jonathan with rest of equipment.
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!And he obliged. It was pretty short, and somewhat painful - what do you expect, you lean up to kiss the love of your life so far and agitate around seventeen bullet wounds - but it was absolute fucking heaven.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Jordan had exactly the same thing on his face. "If you wanna crawl in here, be my guest. " He then took on a mock British accent. "It's only a flesh wound... or forty..."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Jordan snuggled up to her. "I was only half-dead for around twenty-four hours. Medi-gel works wonders, though it'll be a long time before I'm gonna be able to fight like I usually did."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""Is that so? Una T'Davi, security officer on the ship Ozymandias?" Avina said. Una froze up, that was a little more info than she thought Avina was able to gather. "Childhood friend of a Ms. Roa Asani, former eclipse Sister." That was way more. "To some known as... ah, Lapis," Una wet her lips, now this was getting ridiculous. "And most importantly, the one who led the assault on my storage facilities." Avina finished the listing and leaned back. "I guess you've got nothing." Una attempted to remain calm, it was a bad attempt. "How did you..." She said, her voice shaking. "Oh, it was quite simple, Ms. T'Davi. You left one man alive. He was grateful to be alive, but not enough to not let me know some details. His omnitool provided me with the data I needed and now, you've been so pleasant as to walk straight into my lair, defenseless." She motioned for the rest of the club's inhabitants, who all drew their weapons. "It has been good fun, Ms. T'Davi, but I've had it with children's fantasies of revenge for today."
Liveblog | DeadblogAfter a short explaination from Jonathan, Karas'Nemus made his way to the shuttles. There was a very real chance that violence would ensue, and Karas saw the opportunity. Besides, he'd not been in a skirmish since he'd boarded the ship, and Quarian or no he wanted in on it. After all, a firefight meant explosions, and that sent a little tingle down the spine of his suit.
"Hello Marik." he said as he approached the shuttle, his patchwork environmental suit, a cobbling of various kinetic shielding components and omnitool motherboards, booting up combat routines as he spoke.
edited 16th May '11 1:32:34 PM by MaskedAndDangerous
Jordan nodded. "Yeah... I've got friends here, though. I won't stop fighting... this gave me a paycheck, it gave me friends, and it gave me you. Maybe sometime soon I might retire."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

A short time later, Lucas stood near the port, waiting for the shuttle to land. He was a bit worried that Jonathan was coming along and not Engineer Morano, despite him knowing why she hadn't come.
Believe it or not, as he leaned there, Lucas was visibly angry at Jordan. Well, maybe angry wasn't the right word. A better one would be Jealous. He wanted nothing more than to be on the Ozzy, chatting with Amy. It felt like a lifetime had passed since he last saw her.
It was gnawing at him, really. He could attend the funeral and show support to his friends, or spend a week planetside with her. Both seemed like good options.
"You guys heading out yet?", he finally asked Marik via Omnitool, a hint of impatience and anger slipping through his voice.
As an afterthought, he sent a message to Jonathan:
Get Flashbangs (A handfull) as well.
edited 16th May '11 11:57:05 AM by InfiniteParagon
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