Mass-Effect: Blades of Aurora

[OiHarkin]

Why's that?

Hilarity, mostly.

[Darkmatter]

[Zacharius]

This, admittedly, may seem slightly random, but I felt like writing something as a way of introduction to the Blades for you all, as well as to my character. Consider it a prologue of sorts, although, chronologically it probably isn't the last thing we did, just a bit of fun. I don't expect anyone to write anything similar, although, if you do, best PM it to me, hence I can get a gist of your character without bogging down the OOC. (I didn't even talk to Khan first, aren't I naughty)

Omega, Afterlife

The VIP rooms of Afterlife provided solace, if not silence, for those with enough credits to throw around, something that Jonathan wouldn't usually bother with, but this wasn't your average meeting. The Blades of Aurora had stopped off at the nigh on lawless station (apart from that... one rule) for some R&R before heading back to Noveria for their next contract, little did the remainder of the crew know that their last contract had yet to finish.

"Such a pleasure to finally meet you, Captain Huang, Even more so to hear of your success," the feminine voice that sounded from behind him, both youthful and pleasant, he was well aware that the individual from whence it came was neither. Uncharacteristically he had his back to the only door, but that was one of the several ground rules this individual appeared to hold, she liked her underlings vulnerable. As she drifted into his view, Jonathan took a moment to regard the elegantly, but scantily clad blue figure before him, officially in order to gauge how many weapons she could be concealing, in reality, as much because she was attractive, even if she was a particularly disgusting criminal. The last mission the Blades had completed was a raid, and consequential destruction of, a large mech factory. The rest of the crew had been told that the Mech factory was covertly controlled by the Blue Suns, however it had simply belonged to an unremarkable company, a sacrifice for bigger stakes, as had many previous missions in recent months, each performed without company markings.

"My superiors are very keen to extend your employment with us to full time, in secret of course, now that you have proven yourself to be loyal and effective, a critical combination, wouldn't you agree?" The Asari female smiled flirtatiously before sitting down on the lounger beside him, crossing her legs in a manner which would have entirely distracted him, were he of weaker willpower and the ilk she would have been used to dealing with.

"Indeed, recruitment into my own company tests both to a remarkable degree, entirely the reason why we exemplify both attributes to potential employees," Jonathan smiled back, despite his scar he was still a darn sight better looking than the norm among those of his line of work, the Alliance medical staff having done wonders in containing the scar to a thin, if obvious, line, it didn't even distort his skin when he moved his mouth, even if the rest of his body bore worse, at least the scum of the galaxy had the polite courtesy to spare his face. "What would the Shadow Broker's finest have us accomplish next?"

"Always so intent on business, do you not ever relax Captain?" She edged closer to him, evidently interested in more than just assuring his allegiance...that, or the perks of success in the Broker's network had advanced greatly in the last few years.

"Well... I guess I can make the odd exception." He smirked, before leaning in towards her lips, wrapping her in a heavily tattooed embrace. Her guards knew when security was surpassed by privacy, and quickly vacated the room, if after several frustrated grunts, the pair of Krogan were rather intent upon their charge, even if it was a forlorn hope.

Although it would not dawn upon the guards for some time, one particular downside of a club in regards to protection, is that when music is loud enough to prevent coherent thought, a silenced hand weapon becomes a rather more difficult noise to pinpoint, and two guards outside a room are hardly going to appear overtly competent, when the chamber to their backs contains their mistress, bleeding to death.

"The Broker...he'll know...he'll have your head."

"Oh I'm rather sure of his awareness, but I doubt he'll have anything but praise for me, given that it was he who hired me for this," Jonathan glanced down at the struggling figure of the Asari as he re-buttoned his shirt, pulling on his jacket before giving it a pat down. He enjoyed the moment of pained misunderstanding played across the fair features of the one at his feet.

"You see, when one embezzles funding into practices such as, oh, slavery and terrorism, eyebrows are going to be raised. But of course, to kill two birds with one stone, the Broker also wishes to limit inefficiency within the organisation at this moment...much better for it to be perceived as an outside threat, don't you think?" His question was met with a combination of a curse and the gurgle of blood, a masterfully placed shot if he didn't say so himself. "Just between you and me, the whole experimentation on human children made this slightly personal." He smiled grimly, before vacating her cranium with a second, well placed shot. Once his firearm was secure within the folds of his clothing, he pressed a finger to his ear, linking up to the communication network to all members of the Blades.

"Sorry Children, the holiday's been cut short and Father Christmas isn't coming, get back aboard ASAP, oh and someone had best pick me up from Afterlife... Something tells me the atmosphere is about to get a little unpleasant."

[MelonHead]

Mm, renegade captains for the win.

Could be awkward working under a strong human sympathizer as a Batarian slaver, oh well eh.

[Zacharius]

Mm, renegade captains for the win.

Could be awkward working under a strong human sympathizer as a Batarian slaver, oh well eh.

Caring that human children are being experimented on doesn't exactly make him Cerberus. I mean, you may not be his favorite person, but the slightly tense banter/genuine threats could be quite amusing.

[MelonHead]

Caring that human children are being experimented on doesn't exactly make him Cerberus. I mean, you may not be his favorite person, but the slightly tense banter/genuine threats could be quite amusing.

It would be fair to say my character has had at least a partial change of heart on the whole 'slavery is great, especially when it involves piracy' thing, on account of recent near death experiences.

However, I'd still like to play that guy everyone loves to hate.

[GrievousKhan]

Kind of funny how our first mission will involve...some elements in Zach's 'prelude'. o.o

[GrievousKhan]

Also the IC is up.

You guess will be assembled in a large oval room for the briefing of the first mission.

[Darkmatter]

Also the IC is up.

You guess will be assembled in a large oval room for the briefing of the first mission.

Will read tomorrow!

[Celestial]

Will read when time permits! This week has been way crazy ^^"