Life on Noveria was fast paced. Loire enjoyed the rush at first, it was easy to forget the deep dark thoughts that lurked in the back of his mind when he was always working on some project or another. The research base on Noveria that Loire currently worked with, a project codenamed "MIRANDA", was nestled deep, deep down under the planets frosty crust. Security was wound up tight and everything was kept under lock and key. At first the job seemed very seedy to Loire, but his colleague Sandra Wu, had also been recruited to the program. With her in tow, it seemed like a less risky venture. It had been several months, Loire was still relatively new to Biotic implants, but his medical expertise was a valuable asset to the research team. Sandra on the other hand, had a bit of a grasp on Biotics, together they both learned a wealth of new things.
That felt like forever ago now. The 25 year old doctor found his notes had been stolen. His hypothesis, still in pre-testing stages, had been nicked and testing he hadn't even agreed to had been carried out on live subjects based on some of the roughly hashed out observations in his and Sandra's notes. After they discovered the gruesome results of the live subject tests, he and Sandra done the only humane thing left to do, they "decomissioned" the test subjects, wiped all the data they could and set about escaping.
"Cmon Sandra, don't let me down." Loire said to himself tensely, waiting in the hotel lobby at the main port in Noveria. They'd escaped the MIRANDA labs, the tram trip back to the surface, and later sneaking aboard the transit vehicles back to the port had been terrifying. Sandra had arranged for a pickup to some other planet, he didn't know how, but she promised to get a ship to arrive in the port just in time to take them off-world. She'd left to track down the pilot and told Loire to stay at the hotel till she gave the word, and now all he was doing was waiting.
He didn't have much. A backpack with his few worldly possessions, his ID badge which he couldn't wait to get rid of as soon as he left this cursed planet. He ran his fingers through his hair and tied it back in a low ponytail so he wouldn't fidget with it.
"Goddamnit Vee, land this bird faster." Noah barked. He didn't usually have to bark out orders. Valko tended to work pretty fine on his own, and when he needed orders, there was very little need for Noah to yell at him. Viva was a little more reluctant, right now though, she wasn't reluctant about this order. Valko was in a bad way, things went south really quick. Noah managed to drag Valko back to the Lucidae, shouting at Vee to get the "damn bird in the air" fast and get them to a colony quick. She hadn't hesitated, moving the Lucidae expertly away from the barren moon they'd been doing a deal on.
Noah hadn't escaped unscathed, but his torn up body armour and his bloodied and pierced up arm was trivial compared to Valko. "Get us to Noveria right now." he shouted, trying, somewhat in vain to stabilise Valko. He was no doctor though, and this went beyond basic first aid.
He was glad they'd at least got a portion of the cargo they'd gone to pick up beofre everything went to shit. At least it wasn't an entirely wasted trip.
Noveria finally winked into sight and Viva managed to swing into port quickly. "Viva listen to me." Noah said, he wasn't yelling at her, though his shouting so far had been obviously due to the stress he was under with Valko in such bad shape. Now, he was keeping himself together and spoke calmly and evenly to her, at least, as calmly as he could muster. She needed to hold it together on Noveria and not get them caught with the cargo they had on board. She needed to act calmly.
"I can't go out there like this." he looked down at himself, covered in blood and generally looking like something from a battlefield, Viva was the only one not covered in blood and dirt and chaos, she looked like any regular pilot, she looked normal. "I will draw everyones attention. We need to keep a low profile, if anyone notices us- If anyone checks the cargo, we all go down. Now you need to stay calm, do not grab anyones attention. Get a doctor and get one quick, do whatever you have to do, he doesn't have much time." He reached out, he'd have given her shoulders a reassuring grasp to keep her head in the game, but his hands were bloody and it would stain her clothes and people would notice, so at most, he could give her a steely, reassuring look in the eyes.
"I've got him, now go." he said, cursing under his breath.
That felt like forever ago now. The 25 year old doctor found his notes had been stolen. His hypothesis, still in pre-testing stages, had been nicked and testing he hadn't even agreed to had been carried out on live subjects based on some of the roughly hashed out observations in his and Sandra's notes. After they discovered the gruesome results of the live subject tests, he and Sandra done the only humane thing left to do, they "decomissioned" the test subjects, wiped all the data they could and set about escaping.
"Cmon Sandra, don't let me down." Loire said to himself tensely, waiting in the hotel lobby at the main port in Noveria. They'd escaped the MIRANDA labs, the tram trip back to the surface, and later sneaking aboard the transit vehicles back to the port had been terrifying. Sandra had arranged for a pickup to some other planet, he didn't know how, but she promised to get a ship to arrive in the port just in time to take them off-world. She'd left to track down the pilot and told Loire to stay at the hotel till she gave the word, and now all he was doing was waiting.
He didn't have much. A backpack with his few worldly possessions, his ID badge which he couldn't wait to get rid of as soon as he left this cursed planet. He ran his fingers through his hair and tied it back in a low ponytail so he wouldn't fidget with it.
"Goddamnit Vee, land this bird faster." Noah barked. He didn't usually have to bark out orders. Valko tended to work pretty fine on his own, and when he needed orders, there was very little need for Noah to yell at him. Viva was a little more reluctant, right now though, she wasn't reluctant about this order. Valko was in a bad way, things went south really quick. Noah managed to drag Valko back to the Lucidae, shouting at Vee to get the "damn bird in the air" fast and get them to a colony quick. She hadn't hesitated, moving the Lucidae expertly away from the barren moon they'd been doing a deal on.
Noah hadn't escaped unscathed, but his torn up body armour and his bloodied and pierced up arm was trivial compared to Valko. "Get us to Noveria right now." he shouted, trying, somewhat in vain to stabilise Valko. He was no doctor though, and this went beyond basic first aid.
He was glad they'd at least got a portion of the cargo they'd gone to pick up beofre everything went to shit. At least it wasn't an entirely wasted trip.
Noveria finally winked into sight and Viva managed to swing into port quickly. "Viva listen to me." Noah said, he wasn't yelling at her, though his shouting so far had been obviously due to the stress he was under with Valko in such bad shape. Now, he was keeping himself together and spoke calmly and evenly to her, at least, as calmly as he could muster. She needed to hold it together on Noveria and not get them caught with the cargo they had on board. She needed to act calmly.
"I can't go out there like this." he looked down at himself, covered in blood and generally looking like something from a battlefield, Viva was the only one not covered in blood and dirt and chaos, she looked like any regular pilot, she looked normal. "I will draw everyones attention. We need to keep a low profile, if anyone notices us- If anyone checks the cargo, we all go down. Now you need to stay calm, do not grab anyones attention. Get a doctor and get one quick, do whatever you have to do, he doesn't have much time." He reached out, he'd have given her shoulders a reassuring grasp to keep her head in the game, but his hands were bloody and it would stain her clothes and people would notice, so at most, he could give her a steely, reassuring look in the eyes.
"I've got him, now go." he said, cursing under his breath.