#Susanna – March 7, 2015

Sioria finally stirs as she slowly moves the blanket off her. She's wearing her fatigues, and she stretches out with a yawn. Sioria goes to sit up but quickly bonks her head on the bunk above her. With a grumble and a curse she swigs her long legs over the side of the bunk and slips on her boots. "Stupid bunks..." she grunts before getting up and heading for the kitchen for breakfast.

Leah sighs and nods. She pulls one knee up and rests her arm atop it. "I still have nightmares about it sometimes." she admits, "I had never seen anything like that before..." (Jason_Wolfe)

Leah coughs and straightens up somewhat as Sioria walks in (Well, as straight as someone sitting on a kitchen counter can be). "Hey-..." she begins, trying to recall the turian's name, "....Sioria, right?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Athorus nods. "A fair point." After a brief pause he asks: "Have you faced these cultists before?" (Tyranniac)

Sioria nods at Leah "Yeah, that's me." She squints for a second. "Well this is awkward. I can't return the favour." she says. "Good morning miss," she gives her a cue to reintroduce herself.

Vaden is about to respond to Leah when Sioria enters. He turns towards the turian. "Hello. Sur’Kesh Delaros Dunb Abimuno Nummol Noran Vaden at your service." (Tyranniac)

Mendez shakes his head. "My teammates told me all about it. Sounds like we'll need to keep our heads on straight if we're to get through this." (Jason_Wolfe)

Leah raises an eyebrow as she listens to Vaden rattle off his long list of names. "Well, mine's not quite as much of a mouthful." she says with a chuckle. She stands up on the counter, her heavy, unlaced boots thumping loudly as she does, and gives a slight bow, "Leah Mercier." she offers and plops right back into her spot. (Jason_Wolfe)

Athorus nods faintly. "I prefer working with ex-military. To make sure they'll stay cool under fire. No disrespect to your team, of course." He says, gesturing with his right hand. (Tyranniac)

Sioria nods at Leah. "Leah. Gotcha." she says, then she turns to the dude with a RIDICULOUSLY long name. "... Yeah, there's no way I'm going to remember that. May I call you Vaden?" she asks, offering her hand to shake.

Jattic shakes his head. "It would have worked if we would have merely approached from a new angle. Or even listened to their hails. Diving a shuttle that was barely in one piece underwater shouldn't have even been an option." (Jason_Wolfe)

Philip has finished cleaning up his mess and leaves the passenger module. (Tyranniac)

Jasper pipes up, "Now, you listen four-eyes! That shuttle is 'bout as sturdy as anything! It could handle water jus' fine!" He glances over at Victoria and gives a stern nod. (Jason_Wolfe)

Victoria nods back at Jasper ''See, Redrock's fixer knows what he is talking about.''

Ilyna chuckles as she listens to their argument. "I feel like I missed out," she says, "joining the agency as late as I did."

Mendez narrows his eyes at the drell. "No thanks. I prefer to work with people who can think on their own without a line of orders coming at them. My team and I do just fine. Make sure you can keep up." (Jason_Wolfe)

Philip enters the kitchen once more, heading back to the counter. He's looking a bit annoyed. He starts cleaning the towel best he can. (Tyranniac)

Jason gives a loud laugh at Jasper's outburst. He gives a nod in Ilyna's direction, "Maybe... But you've still got a nice collection of stories from our old days. Tell 'em about the Red Sand." he says with a chuckle.

Jattic actually seems to smile a bit, and gives Jasper a playful pat on the back. (Jason_Wolfe)

Athorus grunts. "I will do more than keep up." He says before heading some distance away and starting his own workout routine. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna tilts her head. "Are you sure they should hear that one?" she says. "Considering Vasquez' part in it."

Philip gives up on the towel and heads back to the passenger module. (Tyranniac)

Sioria smirks. "Planning on sticking around." she says as she heads to the fridge. "As for what brings me here, money. Was with a security force who wanted to expand into Freedom Falls. couldn't get a contract so they bugged out, and I didn't wanna go home. Too boring. Decided to stay as it was the end of my tour anyway."

Jason leans over, holding onto the side of the bunk, and pokes his head over the side in an attempt at seeing whether Vasquez is even in her bed.

Vasquez is not in the room. (Tyranniac)

Jason looks over at Ilyna and gives a big nod. "Absolutely!"

Vaden looks at Sioria. "Would suggest a safer career option if money is the end-goal." (Tyranniac)

Leah nods a couple of times. "Well in that case, welcome to the team, Sioria!" she says cheerfully, "We get a lot that come and go." (Jason_Wolfe)

Philip doesn't bother to climb up to his bunk, sitting down in Mendez' instead. (Tyranniac)

Sioria smiles and nods back at Leah. "Not in body bags I hope." she comments, then looks at Vaden. "I'm not exactly qualified for anything else, to be honest."

Vaden shifts slightly. "Dangerous opponents. Casualties are inevitable." (Tyranniac)

Leah frowns and gives a nod. "Unfortunately... Let's hope this job is different." (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna smirks. "If she asks, it was your idea," she says before looking around, clearing her throat a bit. "We were on Illium, attacking a building for... I... I've forgotten. Anyway, during our fighting inside, this weird thing I didn't know what was, was released into the air..."

Jason smirks. "Red Sand!"

Philip listens to the story with great interest. (Tyranniac)

Sioria nods. "Yeah, those husk thins don't sound fun to play with." Sioria comments as she grabs herself some breakfast. Looks like some sort of Turian breakfast toast thing.

Leah nods a couple times. "It was horrible. Lost a couple of our own last time we faced 'em. Nearly lost Vaden here, too." she says, glancing over at the salarian, "Glad we didn't." (Jason_Wolfe)

Vaden 's gaze falls to the floor. "Was separated from team. Very unpleasant." (Tyranniac)

Steve snorts loudly. "That doesn't surprise me."

Ilyna shrugs. "Maybe, maybe not," she says, trying to not confirm it.

Vasquez stands in the doorway to the passenger module with a scowl on her face. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna notices Vasquez as well and immediately looks away, staying quiet.

Leah frowns and shakes her head. "I-... hope not. Last time-..." she goes quiet. (Jason_Wolfe)

Jason coughs loudly, "Uhhh, hey Linda! We were just-... Tellin' stories. What's up?"

Steve glances over and spots Vasquez. Assuming things may get interesting, he props himself up on his elbows and watches.

Vaden blinks and doesn't say anything either, his gaze remaining low. (Tyranniac)

Vasquez seems to consider saying something before just turning around and leaving without a word. (Tyranniac)

Jason sighs and scoots over to the edge of the bed. "Welp. She's pissed." he groans.

Jason gives Ilyna the finger as he hops off the bed. "Yeah, yeah. If I don't come back in ten minutes, find my body. I'd like to be buried back on Earth."

Victoria grabbed a towel and some clothing from her bag ''I'm going to get cleaned up a little.'' She said as she stood up and walked out of the room.

Ilyna nods. "I'll miss you," she says, not sounding too serious.

Vasquez moves through the cargo hold in a hurry, continuing down the hall. (Tyranniac)

Sioria nods and looks over at Leah. "Well... hopefully I'll get to be in my element. Long range." she says with a confident nod.

Jason steps out of the room and looks both ways for Vasquez. He takes off at a brisk pace once he spots her.

Mendez stands up as he sees Vasquez storm through. "We got a problem, Chief?" he asks. (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna chuckles. "That was to Jason," she says.

Vasquez ignores Mendez. (Tyranniac)

Jasper gives Vicky a large, toothy smile, "That an open invitation, sweetheart?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Vaden looks up at Sioria. "Taking them out at range is... safer." (Tyranniac)

Leah gives a shrug. "Not really sure of the layout. You feel comfortable getting up close and personal?" she asks, "With these things-... Well, they tend to get up next to you whether you want them to or not." (Jason_Wolfe)

Victoria pokes her head back into the room ''Only if you are a woman.'' Then leaves towards the shower.

Jattic looks Jasper up and down. "You just may qualify, old man." (Jason_Wolfe)

Jason sets down the hall at a jog after Vasquez.

Vasquez stops and turns around once Jason catches up to her - to say she doesn't look amused would be an understatement. (Tyranniac)

Jason puts his hands on his hips and gives a shrug as if to say 'What did you expect?' His expression quickly turns to an apologetic one. "We were just tellin' stories, Linda. It was no big deal! Really! But I apologize..."

Vasquez runs her hand through her hair with a frustrated grunt. "Seriously? Half our crew already thinks I'm a fucking nutjob. I can't do my job if they don't trust me, and they sure as hell don't. This doesn't exactly help things." (Tyranniac)

Jason frowns. "Of course they trust you! They wouldn't be out here if they didn't trust you. It's fine! A few funny stories is exactly what these guys need! Cut away some of the tension and let 'em know you're one of them. They respect you... One little story won't change that."

Jasper chuckles at Jattic and glances over at Ilyna. "So then you go way back with both of 'em? Jason 'n the Chief?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna nods. "Since my first mercenary job," she says. "Over two years ago. I... even signed on their job when they first tried to start the agency on Illium."

Sioria nods. "Yeah... I'll be ready." she says, finishing her meal. "What's your specialty?"

Vasquez shakes her head. "No, I-..." The door to the engine room opens and a batarian woman wearing on oily jumpsuit walks out. "The hell are you yelling about out here?" (Tyranniac)

Jason glares at the batarian. "Mind your own business." he says, nodding towards the door she just came from, "Go on."

Leah lifts her hand and playfully uses her biotics to lift Sioria's spoon and pull it over to her. A smirk crosses her lips. "A little of this, a little of that. Hand-to-hand combat is my specialty, though." she says, which may be a bit surprising given her small size. (Jason_Wolfe)

Karana raises a few eyebrows. "I'll do that when you stop yelling outside my engine room. Can't focus on my damn work!" (Tyranniac)

Vaden remains silent for the time being, but listens to the conversation. (Tyranniac)

Philip listens to Ilyna with interest. (Tyranniac)

Sioria bites the spoon out of midair with a growl and eats whatever was on it, then lets go. "Stop trying to steal my breakfast." she growls, but with a playful smirk. "But, cool none the less. I guess I'll be behind you then, with your biotics and shields and stuff."

Jattic interrupts. "Idiot. He's an idiot." (Jason_Wolfe)

Leah chuckles. "Sorry." she says as she returns the spoon, "So long as you're watching my back, stay behind me all you'd like." (Jason_Wolfe)

Sioria smiles and chuckles, taking the spoon. "You got it. Overwatch is my thing. I'll keep them off your ass." she says, taking one last spoonfull and eating it. "Besides." gulp "Gives me a legit excuse to stare at your ass."

Karana returns to the engine room, mumbling to herself about humans. (Tyranniac)

Jason furrows his brow, mumbling something to himself about batarians.

Ilyna shakes her head. "I... don't agree," she says.

Leah turns a bit red in the face. "Errr..." she mumbles, "Right. Overwatch." she repeats with a nod. (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez looks after Karana with a sigh before returning her attention to Jason. "I really fucked up with Steve, and he knows it." (Tyranniac)

Vaden stands around awkwardly in the kitchen. (Tyranniac)

Sioria snickers at Leah. "Not used to being hit on, eh?"

Jasper frowns at Jattic. "Don't mind my friend here, Ilyna. He's got a blunt way of layin' shit out there. Batarian, ya know? What he meant to say, is Jason is quite the character. Good guy, though. Big heart." (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez can't help but grin faintly. "Fair point. If we didn't need all the firepower we can get I wouldn't have brought him for this one, to be honest. He does fine in the Respite... but I'm not sure he can be trusted in the field." (Tyranniac)

Leah wipes her hair out of her face, still a bit red, and shakes her head. "Just... Caught me off guard is all." She pulls her knees in and begins sitting crosslegged on the counter. (Jason_Wolfe)

Sioria gives Leah a firm squeeze on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it, buddy. Just messing around, making friends." she puts the bowl away and begins washing it. "Besides, I've got my eye on someone else anyway."

Vaden coughs, making his way out of the kitchen. (Tyranniac)

Jason nods. "He's an-..." he pauses and glances back down the hall to make sure Steve's not around. He lowers his voice as he continues, "He's an L2... You know that, right? He's the last person that should be judging whether or not someone is a 'fucking nutjob'."

Victoria walked back in the passenger module with wet hair and a towel over her shoulder. Wearing fresher looking clothes now. ''I am back people, no need to fear. The best pilot ever is here.''

Leah chuckles at Vaden's reaction. "I think you may have made him a bit uncomfortable." she says. She gives a slight shrug, "So, who is the lucky guy-... err.... Lucky lady....?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Philip doesn't join the conversation. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna chuckles. "That's much better," she says.

Mendez finally stands back up, covered in sweat, and starts back towards the passenger module. As he enters the door, he lifts his shirt off over his head and steps towards his bunk. He stares down at Philip and blinks a couple times. He drops his soaking wet shirt into the young man's lap and continues to glare. (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez nods. "Yeah, I know. It-... we just have to pull off this mission. It's all that matters." (Tyranniac)

Jattic looks towards Vicky. "You no longer smell disgusting. Only mildly off-putting. Well done, human." (Jason_Wolfe)

Sioria gives Vaden a wave. "Haha! Seeya Vaden! Don't be shy next time!" she calls out, then looks back at Leah. "Attractive Asari I've been hanging out with. Ilyna's sister Ehanis." she says, then lets out a little sigh. "Dunno what she thinks of me though. I kinda told her I cared for her before coming out here. Didn't really react much to it." she says, then shrugs uncomfortably. "Dunno

Philip tosses the shirt aside on the bed and hurries up to the top bunk, getting out of Mendez' way. (Tyranniac)

Jason reaches out and places a hand on Vasquez shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze. "And we will. We've got a good team. I believe in them, and they believe in us." he nods, "We've got this."

Jattic stares at Victoria. "I don't believe you know how this whole... rhyming thing, works. Do you?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez nods. "Yeah... we've got this." After a brief pause she says: "I'm gonna go check on the APC." (Tyranniac)

Ilyna pulls the duvet off her, and gets out of bed. "Well, we could find out," she says, looking towards Victoria. She is still in her night-dress. She puts on some socks and starts walking out of the room.

Jasper gives a shake of his head. "Don't think so, Vicky. Monroe made some delicious chili the other day, you really missed out. Could probably scrounge somethin' up, though." (Jason_Wolfe)

Alessa exits the bridge and starts heading down the corridor. (Tyranniac)

Jason gives a nod. "I heard from Renala, by the way." he says, "She said Rellis' guys managed to get ahold of the guest list for the Respite. I'm not sure why they'd want it, but-... Something to consider."

Sioria shakes her head at Leah. "Nah. Ehanis introduced me to Jason. He gave me an application form, I filled it in, came to the briefing. Done and dusted." she says, drying her hands. "You?"

Victoria shrugs ''I don't really fuck abput rhyming.'' She looked at Ilyna ''Alright lets find something.'' Then looks at Jasper ''Nah, I will find something that does not burn my mouth to hell.''

Vasquez doesn't really seem to react to this news at first, but then responds. "Oh. Yeah. Okay. I'll keep that in mind." She moves on towards the APC, which sits along a wall in the cargo hold. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna makes her way across the corridor to the kitchen. "I wouldn't mind having more of what Monroe made," she says.

Leah leans back against the wall, "Found the listing when they first came to Freedom Falls. I was their third recruit. Mendez and Jasper-..." she pauses, realizing Sioria probably doesn't know who they are, "Big guy and the old guy, were the only ones there before me." she says proudly. (Jason_Wolfe)

Sioria smiles and gives Leah a clap on the shoulder. "Nice. I think the right term for that is an OG, or some shit." she shakes her head. "Humans... never understand their slang."

Alessa looks a bit hurt as she passes Ilyna in the hallway. "You didn't like my pasta?" (Tyranniac)

Mendez continues to stare at Philip as he scrambles out of the way. Once the young man is in his bunk, Mendez moves over to his footlocker and pulls out a new change of clothes before proceeding out of the passenger's module and towards the bathroom, leaving his gross, wet shirt on his bed. (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna raises an eyebrow. "I did, but I also liked the chilli," she says before entering the kitchen, looking around for food.

Victoria follows Ilyna and hears Alessa ''There is pasta? Any leftovers of that?'' She asks.

Sioria gives Ilyna and Victoria a nod as they enter. "Hey."

Alessa blinks. "I.. think so? You didn't eat yesterday?" (Tyranniac)

Leah grins and nods, "So this Ehanis-..." she starts, but as Ilyna enters, she stops speaking abruptly and gives Ilyna and Victoria a nod, "Heya." (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna stops and looks at Leah with a tilted head. "What about her?" she asks.

Sioria snickers.

Jason remains where he is, watching Vasquez for a few moments before turning back and setting off down the hall.

Leah gives a shrug. "Oh. Nothing. Sioria here-..." she nods to the turian, "Was just telling me that your sis was the one that got her into Redrock." (Jason_Wolfe)

Alessa continues into the cargo hold and onward. (Tyranniac)

Vasquez opens the rear hatch of the APC and climbs inside. (Tyranniac)

Sioria nods at Leah. "Mhm. Good friend of mine." she says.

Mendez continues into the showers, ignoring the crowd shuffling into the kitchen. (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna nods. "She was eager to be on this job, too," she says followed by a sigh, "but... she's too inexperienced, and... I don't even wish what we're going to do on my worst enemy, let alone family." She looks around for leftovers from the last two days' meals, checking in the fridge first.

Philip looks around at the others in the room. "So, uh... where ya from, guys?" (Tyranniac)

Victoria shook her head ''None that deserve any mention by me.''

Sioria nods. "Yeah, she did seem pretty irritated. Left my place a little pissed." she says, putting her bowl away. "Kinda annoyed myself that she's not coming, but that's not my call. Just gonna live with it."

Jasper glances over at Philip. "Ain't never really settled down long 'nuff to consider anywhere home. Served with the Alliance for quite some time as an engineer. Been all over the place." (Jason_Wolfe)

Jattic grunts loudly. "Where I'm from is no concern of yours." (Jason_Wolfe)

Damien steps out of the showers, donned back into a fresh set of casual gear. A simple tank top, dark blue jeans and brown boots. He smiles at Mendez as he passes, towel draped over his shoulder. He slips into the passenger compartment, hanging his towel up to dry before wandering towards the kitchen.

Leah frowns at Victoria. "Sorry..." (Jason_Wolfe)

Jasper pats Jattic on the shoulder. "He ain't much for talkin' bout his time before comin' to Aite. Don't let him get to ya, son." (Jason_Wolfe)

Philip nods at Jasper and Jattic, and then looks to Steve. (Tyranniac)

Steve sighs loudly as he lays back on his bunk. "It hasn't changed in the past two days, kid. Like I said, Earth. It ain't my home, though. My home will always be Omega."

Vasquez can be heard moving things around in the APC. (Tyranniac)

Damien steps into the kitchen, shimming into a free seat. He smiles at the assembled. "Folks," he greets.

Jattic growls at Jasper. "Don't apologize on my behalf, you old fool. You're insufferable." (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna is still in her dark-blue very modest nightdress. "She's not even a hundred," she mutters. She takes out the leftover pasta and gets to heating it with the kitchen appliances available.

Sioria gives Damien a nod.

Jasper gives his cap a wipe and laughs heartily, "Love you too, you grumpy sum'bitch." (Jason_Wolfe)

Jason makes his way through the cargo hold and returns to the passenger's module, retaking his seat atop his bunk.

Philip 's eyes go wide. "Omega? Are all the stories true? An asteroid full of pirates and riches run by the deadliest pirate queen in the galaxy?" (Tyranniac)

Leah gives Damien a smile. "Welcome to the party, Monroe." she says. (Jason_Wolfe)

Jason snorts, "Omega? It ain't so bad. So long as you know how to take care of yourself, you'll be fine."

Damien tilts his head at Leah. "Glad to be here, darlin'," he smirks.

Sioria returns the salute. "Sioria Felcolus, markswoman." she says with a smile. "a pleasure."

Damien smiles, turning his attention to his omni-tool.

Victoria leaned against the wall and yawn ''Jeez, thought we would have been there by now. I am getting bored.''

Sioria looks back at Damien. "Noted. Nutrient packs for me then."

Athorus enters the passenger module and moves over to his bunk, starting to peel off his armor. (Tyranniac)

Leah gives Vicky a smirk, "Bring any reading material?" she asks, holding her datapad up and giving it a little shake, "Can really pass time." (Jason_Wolfe)

Damien smiles apologetically at Sioria, turning his attention to his omni-tool, face scrunching up in concentration.

Bayani enters the kitchen and slaps his hands together, looking around. "Hey team! What're we eating?" He notably hasn't really introduced himself to anyone yet. (Tyranniac)

Leah gives Damien a quick glance. "Anyone else smell burning?" she teases. (Jason_Wolfe)

Damien peers up and pokes his tongue out at Leah, returning back to his tweaking.

Leah rolls her eyes at Vicky, but snickers a bit. "Should've known." (Jason_Wolfe)

Sioria opens her omnitool. "Gotta love the subscription features on these." she says. "Books, magazines, all sorts of reading and gawking material."

Bayani nods. "No, I guess we haven't, huh? I'm Bayani, weapons expert." he extends a hand to Sioria. "If you've been worried about the mission, don't be. I'm gonna blow those fuckers to pieces." (Tyranniac)

Sioria shakes Bayani's hands. "Cool. Nice to meet you. Sioria, markswoman. Good to see someone not so anxious about this." she says with a smile, then nudges Leah. "You know it sister."

Victoria looked at Leah ''What if you want to look at the pretty pictures of Fornax, be my guest. You might see something you like.''

Bayani chuckles. "You'll get no anxiety from me as long as I have my guns." He glances at the others. "Porn in the kitchen, really? This is a weird fucking crew." (Tyranniac)

Ilyna takes the food out of whatever heating appliance she could use. "They are," she agrees. She leaves the food on the counter and goes to look for a plate.

Leah blinks a couple times at Victoria. "I'm quite sure." she says. She glances at Bayani, "You have no idea..." (Jason_Wolfe)

Sioria can't help but laugh. "Tell me about it."

Bayani grins, shaking his head while grabbing a plate of leftovers and plopping down in a seat. "So..." he starts, looking around. "... no excitement for the mission here, huh?" (Tyranniac)

Damien smiles, springing the omni-blade to life. He briefly examines it, before flipping closed again. He leans back in his seat and folds his arms, quietly listening.

Sioria also jumps. "Fuck! Damien! Watch it!" she says, being inches away from his blade.

Bayani gestures dismissively with his hand. "Hah, I wouldn't worry so much. I've taken out warlords before. Can't imagine a cult would be worse. Hey, if we're lucky they'll be wearing robes instead of armor." (Tyranniac)

Ilyna returns with a plate and a glass of water and takes a small portion of the heated leftovers. "Where is that a normal thing to discuss, Victoria?" She stares at the human man for a second at the mention of a warlord.

Damien smirks at Sioria. "Don't worry, I'm not that moronic that I'd impale you."

Leah shakes her head, "These things aren't to be underestimated. It's not just a cult... It's a cult with one of the most terrifying weapons I've ever seen at their disposal." (Jason_Wolfe)

Victoria shrugs ''Well seeing a quarian in a Fornax is kind of rare. I thought I would tell the people who would want to look at a quarian under that suit.''

Damien falls silent and listens to the various conversations.

Ilyna finds utensils and takes a seat at the table, but doesn't say anything.

Mendez finishes up in the shower and makes his way back to the hall in a fresh change of clothes. He stops by the kitchen door and glances inside. After giving a shake of his head, he returns to his bunk. (Jason_Wolfe)

Bayani shoots a questioning look at Victoria and Sioria before deciding to ignore them. he turns to Leah. "The husks? Don't sound so threatening. No armor, no weapons, dumb as bricks..." (Tyranniac)

Bayani shakes his head. "I don't buy it. We have superior firepower. We'll just blast them to pieces before they get to us." (Tyranniac)

Damien holds a hand over his heart, an expression of mock pain etched into his face.

Leah ignores Damien's theatrics to respond to Ilyna. "Not sure what you've come up against, Ilyna." (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna bobs her head towards Bayani. "They were exactly like he described them," she says, "but not like what the doctor briefed us about. I even got bit by one, and... I'm still alive."

Bayani shrugs. "Okay, so these ones have some biotics. No big deal. I've fought asari before." (Tyranniac)

Leah gives a nod, "They didn't seem to be the brightest. But they were certainly threatening. They had some biotic ability, but the main threat was their sheer numbers. We were, literally, swarmed." (Jason_Wolfe)

Victoria slowly walks out of the kitchen ''I am going to do some stuff. To stop me from getting bored.''

Leah glances at Bayani, "Or he's gonna be real dead." (Jason_Wolfe)

Bayani rolls his eyes. "Seriously, what's up with you guys? Acting like we're all going to die isn't going to get us anywhere." He stands up and leaves with a grunt. (Tyranniac)

Steve sighs and hops off his bunk. He makes his way out of the passenger's module and starts off towards the infirmary.

Damien chuckles lightly, tapping his fingers against his leg. "We were all like that once, Leah. Cut him some slack."

Ilyna shrugs. "Let's wait and see if he'll live up to what he said he'll be," she says, before starting on her meal.

Leah chuckles, easing up slightly, and shakes her head. "Somehow I doubt the Chief would appreciate that." (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez is still rummaging about in the APC as Steve passes through the cargo hold. (Tyranniac)

Fatsani is working out in a corner. (Tyranniac)

Damien snickers slightly. "We'll need everybody for this. Explosives would come in handy."

Ilyna looks a little amused, but she's too busy with the pasta to speak.

Steve stops in the cargo hold as he hears the noises in the APC. He raises an eyebrow and takes a few steps towards it, attempting to see what the noise is all about.

Sioria pushes off the counter. "Either way, I gotta get myseft sorted. See you guys around." she says, then gives Leah a nudge. "Damien's good at food poisoning, remember?" she asks with a wink before leaving the kitchen.

Damien arches an eyebrow.

Vasquez is currently in the middle of loading the drum magazine of an M-100 Grenade Launcher. Another Grenade Launcher sits on the floor of the APC along with 2 Firestorms, a first aid kit and three small crates. (Tyranniac)

Leah shakes her head with a big grin on her face. "See ya later, Sioria." she says before glancing at Damien and giving a shrug. (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna nods to the turian, but does not give a verbal goodbye.

Steve puts his hands up in a mock surrender, "Whoa there, Chief. Don't shoot." he says, possibly poking fun at the last time she pointed a gun at him.

Ilyna takes a long sip of her glass of water. "We need to celebrate if-... when we return," she says. "Since we're putting an end to all this."

Leah shifts around atop the counter once again. "Uh huh, for all those wild Redrock parties we throw, right? So crazy that there's hardly even a building left when we're done." she jokes. (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez grunts, continuing to feed the M-100 grenades. "Look, are you ever going to forget that? I was fried by a fucking Ardat-Yakshi, okay? It's easy to have some issues after that." (Tyranniac)

Damien smiles faintly. "Well, we can have one when we get back. We'll get through this."

Steve whistles loudly as he steps into the APC. "Ardat-Yakshi?" he asks, "I've heard of 'em. Ain't never seen one. So you're all-..." he begins pointing to his head, doing the universal sign for 'crazy', "...fucked up, huh? Guess that makes sense. Ain't so easy to forget someone pointin' a gun at ya, though. You know?"

Leah nods adamantly. "We sure will." (Jason_Wolfe)

Vasquez takes a deep breath. "I had some issues, yeah. But I'm fine now. Got a new neural implant. It's not going to happen again, so you can relax. All I want is to get you all through this alive." She puts the launcher down. (Tyranniac)

Steve leans against the wall near the door and gives a quick shrug. "Focus on gettin' everyone home, and you're gonna wind up gettin' no one home. Worry 'bout yourself and let the rest of us do the same."

Ilyna nods to Damien before getting back to her meal.

Leah gives Damien a nod. "Might do well to have a bit of a shave. You're rockin' the whole 'Hobo Chic' look right now." she teases. (Jason_Wolfe)

Damien smirks, giving Leah a wink as he leaves the kitchen and back to the passenger bay.

Vasquez stands up and opens the roof hatch of the APC. A chaingun has been bolted onto the roof of the APC, to be manned by someone from the hatch - there is a small metal board to sit on. "We've had enough casualties against these things. I'd like to think we can all get out of this alive if we're careful." (Tyranniac)

Leah smirks and leans back against the wall, "Take care, Monroe. Get yourself some beauty sleep, you could definitely use some." (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna glances over at the two with a confused expression, but doesn't say anything.

Damien barks a laugh from down the hallway.

Leah sighs loudly and slaps her hands against her knees. "Sooo..." she begins, looking towards Ilyna, "You fill Jason in on the Tanner situation?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna sips from her glass. "A little bit," she says, "but I'm not done with the full report yet."

Vasquez scoffs while testing the rotation on the gun. "You're sure as hell not leaving here if you abandon the 'ship'. Only way we're getting out of here is working together..." (Tyranniac)

Steve smiles and shakes his head, "Metaphorical ship, Chief... I'm just sayin', I plan on comin' back from this one. I just ain't so confident that all the rest of 'em are."

Vasquez grunts, but doesn't respond. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna glances at the table for a moment. "I know," she sighs. "I looked at a few, but I didn't have much time for it between Tanner leaving and the briefing."

Steve gives a short shrug. "Well, I'm gonna let you get back to work, Chief. Try not to blow us all up." he chuckles, giving a nod towards the grenade launchers, "That's some pretty heavy hardware."

Vasquez moves on to making sure the gun's z-axis movement works. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna chuckles. "I'll get to hear it whether I want it or not," she says. "I have friends back home that recognized me even before the press had a name if my message log is anything to go by."

Steve steps out of the APC and continues down towards the infirmary.

Ilyna shrugs. "Then they'll get bored and move on," she says. "I don't really leave much information about me on the extranet."

Steve glances inside of the infirmary door, looking for Halisi.

Halisi looks up from her datapad - it's almost as if she hasn't moved since last time. (Tyranniac)

Leah sighs, "So... What do you think of the team?" she asks, "Think we've got a shot at getting out of this in one piece?" (Jason_Wolfe)

Steve slowly walks about the room, glancing around. "Just out of curiosity..." he begins, "You said you may be able to help with some better treatment..." It's obvious that this whole ordeal is difficult for him to even bring up. He gives a quick shrug, looking at everything in the room besides Halisi, "What'd ya mean by that?"

Leah raises an eyebrow. "The salarian?" she asks. (Jason_Wolfe)

Ilyna nods. "Yeah," she says. "That job was a very poor first impression." She takes another bite of the food.

Halisi smiles gently. "There are several things that could be done. There has been a lot of progress this year in biotics research. There is a treatment that I believe could reduce your symptoms. It is costly, though. More convenient, perhaps, would be to change your medication - if you let me administer it, I could make sure you don't over- or undermedicate, and I could look in to more suitable substances." (Tyranniac)

Steve nods to himself a few times, and continues to waltz around the room, "My meds are fine. They do the job. It just don't last very long. What's this treatment?" he asks, "The credits aren't an issue... But what does it require?" He glances at Halisi for the first time, "I've heard about the dangers of gettin' my implants replaced. Could kill me. I ain't doin' it."

Ilyna frowns. "It was the first time I saw these... creatures, husks as you call them," she says. "There was a thresher maw on that colony too, but thankfully it gave up after we kept evading and distracting it."

Halisi shakes her head. "No, it's not an L3 upgrade. And it wouldn't be as effective as that. Conversely, it doesn't carry the same risks either. What can be done is to replace your amplifier with another device. It would dampen your symptoms, although it wouldn't eliminate them. Of course, without an amplifier it's unlikely you would be able to have any practical application for your biotics." (Tyranniac)

Steve reaches back instinctively and runs his fingertips over his implant. "So I would be effectively giving up my biotics...?" he asks.

Leah quietly listens as Ilyna speaks. "Well..." she begins once the asari finishes, "You survived it all. So I'm glad you're on our side, that's for sure." (Jason_Wolfe)

Halisi nods. "Yes, that would more or less be the effect." (Tyranniac)

Steve sighs. "Never asked to be this to begin with..." he mutters. "But... With or without my biotics, I'll always be a freak to them. There's no going back. I-... I don't know."

Halisi nods once more. "It's true it would not affect people's prejudice, but it could help your own peace of mind. At the very least reduce the pain." (Tyranniac)

Ilyna smiles slightly. "I'm not sure how useful I'll be, though, but I'll do my best," she says. "Depends on if we're mostly meeting armed cultists instead of their creations. I can put up a strong barrier, but it's much draining to keep people out than projectiles."

Steve snorts loudly and stares harshly at Halisi. "My own peace of mind!?" he nearly spits out, "You mean it would make you feel better, right? About being cooped up on a ship with someone who could tear you limb-from-fucking-limb with his mind?!" He stomps towards Halisi, furious, and points a finger in her face, "You think I don't see the way you look at me? The way they all look at

Leah gives a slight shrug. "I don't know, I saw how you protected Tanner out there. And that was without an amp. I'd say you're definitely an asset."

Halisi flinches as Steve begins his tantrum, but remains seated in her chair and meeting his gaze. She doesn't say anything. (Tyranniac)

Ilyna nods. "Though I'm still... disappointed with how she focused on the turian even when he was incapitated."

Steve stares at Halisi, absolutely fuming. "Don't try to manipulate me." he says, sounding more like a threat than a statement, before marching out of the room.

Halisi lets out a quiet sigh as Steve leaves, before taking up her datapad again. (Tyranniac)