Oh right.
"When we wear power armor, we have to wear squish-skin. It's this squishy skin-like layer of material - hence the term 'squish-skin' - that oozes medi-gel on you if the suit detects you've taken a hit."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Wimpy Mc Squishy
"Oh," Dru said, "I'm an engineer. How did I not know that?"
'Cross my heart, strike me dead, stick a lobster on my head.'"It's okay Drew, you wouldn't know about it since you never have to wear the same type of suit we do; it's kinda like that time with the birds
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edited 29th May '12 4:41:26 PM by nman
"I'll pass on the squish skin, thank you." said Thresh. "It's nifty and all, but there's no point wasting medi-gel on what I could do naturally." He put a firm grip on his left bicep. "Not to mention that I'd like to keep my skills at not getting shot at sharp.
He turned to Rose. "All ego-stroking aside, what are we going to do with her?"
To the law and for the good of man. All I need to live by.
Wimpy Mc Squishy
"I can use two, in fact, as your buddy here can vouch. In hindsight I probably shouldn't have been so soft on you guys. I might not be here right now."
'Cross my heart, strike me dead, stick a lobster on my head.'"If you weren't, you'd be in a smoking crater. You made the right call... We could hire her. We're few enough as it is... come to think of it, we're going to need a lot more people than just us..."
It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.
Wimpy Mc Squishy
"Well no, actually, I only tried to subdue some of you. Though apparently the Mexican Standoff has gone out of style."
'Cross my heart, strike me dead, stick a lobster on my head.'"Come on, people! We just blew up a Binary Helix research facility, and you're worried hiring her would be a contract violation?" Carn asked incredulously.
He turned back to the Human.
"Well here's how it is. We're currently short on crew members, because more than half of the combatants are on our other ship, headed to deliver the Quarians home from that hell hole. To put it plainly, we need more guns, or rather, more people who can use guns. He's vouching for your abilities, and you've demonstrated discretion thus far... so you could say that makes you something of a 'hot commodity', was that how the humans put it?"
edited 30th May '12 3:18:58 PM by Dragon573
It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve."The issue with Binary Helix was personal." Thresh interjected. "This about good business. I'd drop her off at Omega, and let her have her way from there, personally." He placed himself in striking distance of Rose.
"How's that sound to you?"
To the law and for the good of man. All I need to live by.
Wimpy Mc Squishy
Rose paused a moment before answering. "Less than ideal," she said. "My superiors can be some paranoid motherfuckers and, well, there are some people who... know me... on Omega."
'Cross my heart, strike me dead, stick a lobster on my head.'Jordan thought for a few seconds.
"I'd hand her a rifle and keep a close eye on her. We can't trust her completely, but Thresh has a point; we've got too few guns for the place we're going to now. Omega is the asshole of the galaxy, and we need to be prepared."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp.""Just don't like you handing out credit for my ideas to someone else is all. First thing you learn on Omega is to take all credit you're due."
edited 30th May '12 5:55:27 PM by Dragon573
It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.

"Look at it this way. You got nabbed by the competition, but you also evaded being charged with crimes against the Quarian People that may very well have demanded you spend the rest of your life behind bars, or end your life front of a firing squad. I'd say that's a fair trade." Carn approached, leaning against a wall.
"Just... ignore him." he made a dismissive gesture towards his rather... eccentric colleague.
edited 29th May '12 3:52:49 PM by Dragon573
It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.