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1 yr ago
Current I wonder if it would be worth my while to return to this site. I've had pretty much abysmal luck with games. Wonder if it'll be any different after a couple of years of absence...?!
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6 yrs ago
Last plug. I shall pester you no more! roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
6 yrs ago
Here's your daily useless plug :) roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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6 yrs ago
I'll continue to plug this for a week or so and than leave y'all alone. roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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@Amaranth I'm never opposed to aristocratic mingling Let's do it!
@POOHEAD189 @Penny Would we have separate quarters on the Demeter or...? Since no one indicate an interest to come and play with El... She'll play with her... ahem... She'll find something to occupy herself with

Blah, double posting >.<
@Andromedai And posted. It's a bit on the short side. But at least the good guys have a POW now
Zarti was chuckling at Tower's response when all hell broke loose. Among the chaos the security personnel were the expected islands of calmness. All reacting this way or that depending on their specific skills and training.

"We'll take care of the dignitaries." Lemm's voice reached Zarti over the comms. "You assist Tower and Forge in suppressing the hostiles." There was a short pause. "Try to take one alive. I'm sure the big heads'll want to know who's behind this little shindig."

"Acknowledged." Zarti sprang into action. Her female C-Sec partner had rushed to assist the human Citadel Council member even while coughing vigorously and wiping away tears from her eyes. The Quarian Phantom keyed into the security channel via her omni-tool. "This is Red Phantom. Tower, Forge, I'll assist you in dealing with the hostiles. We should also try and cover all security personnel attempting to open the doors." Without further ado Zarti deployed her combat drone, which immediately began sighting targets and blasting away at them, as well as drawing fire away from all security operatives in the hall trying to suppress this insurrection.

As the female Quarian made her way through the mass of panicking civilians she could easily identify the hostiles thanks to the C-Sec upgrade, installed onto her envirosuit mask. Zarti instructed her drone to target the insurgents still in the air, while she herself went for those that had already landed. The Red Phantom spotted a human female heading for the security agents actively trying to open the doors of the hall. She quickly deployed her Energy Drain. The female stopped dead in her tracks, crouching in surprise by the sapping of her kinetic barrier. Zarti used the momentum to attack the woman with her Neural Shock, further paralyzing her. The Quarian operative was on her target in a flash rendering the female human unconscious with one measured blow to the head.

"Apollo. Converge on my location to retrieve an incapacitated hostile. Keep alive at all costs."

"Directive received." Apollo acknowledged with its crisp voice. He appeared next to Zarti in a moment's notice and shouldered the unconscious female. As he was doing so he aimed his weapon at the Quarian's head and fired.

A Turian enemy combatant crumpled to the ground behind Zarti, finished off by her drone. The Quarian looked back at the dead Turian and back at Apollo. "Thanks, Mauve. Return to Lemm." She hadn't even flinched when the Geth had pointed it's weapon at her. She had no doubt in her heart and mind about the fealty of her Geth teammates.

"Stay operational, Red Phantom." Apollo instructed and was off.

Zarti couldn't help but grin at the Geth's concern for her wellbeing.

"You know it, Mauve." She assured and headed in the direction of Tower and Forge's location. They needed to create a line between the door and any hostiles that would try to stop the security agents from opening it.
@Dr Catfish Heavens, no! I actually like your alien races. Was I able, I would have picked one of those rather than a human
@Dr Catfish As I've stated... The interest is still present. However because of some reasons I'm unfortunately unable to participate.
Anyone up for any shenanigans with El? If not she can find something to entertain herself with


Zoya Nikolova


Location: The Framework
Skills: Emergency Surgery, Concussive Roar, Tranquil Fury, Martial arts


Z followed her team as they made their way to the upper floors. She was trying to stay vigil as they were climbing steps, her batons to the ready. Nik was a few steps behind Arc when he indicated a syringe and spoke up to herself and Tess.

"I'm no scientist, but we should probably take that with us."

Z approached the man and the syringe he was indicating. The label was scrubbed off and the thing was obviously empty. The explosives engineer picked it up by the sides of the plunger with two fingers, careful not to disturb any fingerprint possibly left on the top of the plunger. Niah would be so proud of me! Z thought as she carefully handled the piece of evidence whishing she had a pair of latex gloves with her. "You're right." Nik said to Arc. "We should take this with us." She nodded as she gently lowered her head to sniff the syringe trying to discern any familiar chemical scent from it. When she got nothing, Z brought the syringe back down and stared at it. "Whatever was in here, I don't think I've encountered something like it before." Nik extended her hand, syringe in it, towards Tess. "Can you make something out of it?" Z knew Tess had a little bit more medical experience than herself.

As Nik handed off the syringe to Tess, the group made their way to the second floor and entered a space filled with office cubicles, decorated by the usual office paraphernalia. The group managed to discern nothing more as Victor Creed completely blindsided them, charging at the group, swiping Arc into a wall with barely an effort. Z couldn't help but follow Arc's flight towards the wall. She winced as his body impacted the hard surface and slumped down motionless for a second. Her stupor was shattered as she saw her teammate move. Thank the gods he's alive! As soon as the thought hit her, Z realized how bleeding dangerous that attack would have been, had they not been in a simulated environment. We have to do better, damn it! Her eyes flashed with anger and she directed them at Sabretooth as the fucking giant of a man roared savagely at them. Two can play that game! Nik thought, and gathering her breath, let her voice loose.

Nothing!

As if trapped in a nightmare you want to scream your way out of, but only managing to moan feebly, Z's vocal cords refused to produce any sound whatsoever. She shut her mouth flabbergasted. There was no time to stay there in stunned shock however. Considering Creed's abilities, if they wanted to neutralize him, they needed to do so fast before his healing factor had the time to kick in. Z had hoped to stun the beast with her roar, banking on his super sensitive hearing, but failing miserably there she tried to refocus her mind.

Her anger was swirling within her still, but now it was marred by her failure to deploy her Concussive Roar. She needed a new strategy quickly. But no matter how she tried to clear her mind and achieve that familiar calmness from moments ago Nik just could not reach that level of tranquility required to contain her rage. However hard Z tried, she just could not discern any vulnerable points on Creed's body she could exploit. Damn it all to bloody hell! I'll just have to go for the obvious ones then. Nik gripped her batons until the knuckles of her hands turned white with the effort. Without so much as a sound she lunged for Sabretooth going for his crotch. The plan was to drop him to his knees so that she could go for his temples. The bloody bugger was a mountain compared to her slight 5'3 frame. And factoring in all his mutant abilities. A one on one with him was probably a stupid idea, but what other choice did they have?!

Unfortunately for Z Creed saw her coming and sidestepped her attempt to make him sing soprano. He swiped at her with his claws and it was by blind luck only that Nik managed to dodge the attack. She went ass over tit in one of the cubicles, banging her head hard as she rolled away from danger. "Bloody, fucking tosser!!!" Z groaned, the colorful expletives would have probably surprised the people who knew her well and not as one of the potty mouth persuasion. The explosives engineer stood up on one knee and desperately tried to regain control of her anger. It would only be a detriment if it controlled her and not the other way around. Z took a deep breath. Focused her gaze on Creed. Breathed in deeply once more, releasing the death grip she had on her batons. Another cleansing breath and her mind settled. Her muscles relaxed. Nik felt her vocal cords unclench and her rage flow unhinged and yet channeled within her.

She was ready for the second round!
@McHaggis Z has the tape, not Maria.
@Dr Catfish I don't think so. But like I said... I wish you success and loads of fun.
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