Mass Effect: Normandy Renegade IC [U/C]

[DormantEvil]

Mass Effect: Normandy Renegade

What would of happened if Commander Shepard had of gone back to her quarters and thought long and hard when Jack mentioned how with the Normandy, she could go rogue.

Would she have simply concluded that humanity needed selfless service from her? And continued on her quest.

Or perhaps that with both Cerberus being run by corporate business men, and the Alliance now controlled by political figureheads that humanity was screwed no matter what. The Citadel was no better. A false utopia seething with racial discrimination and prejudice.

She was one person.

Lived one...well, two lives.

The Collectors and Reapers were a problem for sure, and she would destroy them no matter what. But why follow the orders of anyone other than herself. The Illusive Man through manipulation ordered her about by pulling on her heart strings. She had lost many of her crew fighting his battles.

But not any more.

Shepard and her crew were going Renegade. And she was taking the Normandy with her.


Timeline:

The Normandy went through the Omega 4 Relay.
The Collectors Base was destroyed.
All members of Shepard's crew survive.
Unfortunately, only a handful of the Normandy crew are saved.
Yeoman Kelly Chambers and Dr Chakwas are among them.
After returning back through the Omega 4 relay and confronting both the Illusive Man and the Citadel/Alliance, the Normandy disappeared off the radar (back through the Omega 4 Relay).


Let's play!


See below for Available/Taken Characters...

 

[DormantEvil]

CHARACTERS - Information

Please read up on your Characters past/personality: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Characters_of_the_Mass_Effect_universe​

Taken Characters:

Commander Shepard - Available
Commander Shepard turned renegade after the destruction of the Collector Base beyond the Omega 4 Relay. On returning, she became pissed off at both the Illusive Man for questioning her actions and the Alliance/Citadel for continuing to ignore the serious threat that Reapers posed. As such, she cut all ties to 'serving' humanity. Instead, her, along with her crew are out for themselves. Any species, planet or galaxy is open game.

Of course the destruction of humanity isn't great, so along the way there may be some saving of humanity in a 'non-serving' kind of way.

She has three simple rules.

Never betray a fellow crew member.
Never steal or harm another crew member.
Always remain loyal, or leave.

If you break any of these three rules, a short trip out of an open airlock may follow.

--> Currently the Normandy is the only ship capable of passing through the Omega 4 Relay. As such, they operate from beyond the Omega 4 Relay. Dum dum dum.

http://www.spacehamster.net/pics/natasha_shepard.jpg



Garrus Vakarian - Taken by Nidhogg

Vincent Anastasion - Taken by Avellan13 [new character]

Gardul Valturian - Taken by LeoHawk35 [new character]

Jacob Taylor - Taken by MeanBlackjack

Morinth - Taken by alyxbelle

Legion - Taken by LeoHawk35

Derek Baxter - Taken by RebelJap8O8 [new character]

Tali'Zorah vas Normandy - Taken by Dizzyfish

Jack - Dibs by DormantEvil



Available Characters:

Ashley Williams - Available

Liara T'Soni - Available

Kaidan Alenko - Available

Urdnot Wrex - Available

Miranda Lawson - Available

Thane Krios - Available

Grunt - Available

Mordin Solus - Available

Samara - Available

Zaeed Massani - Available

Kasumi Goto - Available

David Anderson - Available

Yeoman Kelly Chambers - Available

Joker - Available

Dr Chakwas - Available

If you would like to create your own character, you may do so. Being either a new recruit to the team or one of the old 'unknown' crew members saved from the Collector Base.​

 

[DormantEvil]

MISSION​

Currently our only mission is to repair the ship after destroying the Collector Base, and to recover from injuries sustained.

We have three more days of rest before we move off on our next mission.

All crew are confined to the ship as our 'base' is still under construction.

[Hence our character interaction time, and working out who'll be available for our first mission.]



For added information:

'Base' - is something similar to a smaller scale Omega. Still with many non-military functions, but it will be a military base for the most part. Training, recruitment, development, residences...entertainment. And will allow the crew to move about more freely with their own space station and added locations to visit.

 

[DormantEvil]

..OPEN..​

 

[DormantEvil]

Commander Morgan Shepard

The Normandy currently remained in orbit within the blown out ring of the old Collector Base. It seemed fitting. And up until now nobody had passed through to interfere, or had shown up in retaliation for the attack on the Collector Base several weeks earlier. Most of the crew had been lost, but with EDI's help the ship was running well. It needed some upgrades and repairs, but they were coming along nicely.

With the loss of old crew, some new ones had been recruited on Omega. And with Eclipse, the Blue Suns and many other mercenary groups now crippled by Shepard's onslaught many seemed to flock towards the now Renegade Normandy.

Floating in space looking out at the hundreds or thousands of ship wrecks that had tried passing through the Omega 4 Relay in the past, it was quiet. Peaceful.

Up on the Command Deck, everyone seemed calm. Possibly still mourning those lost.

Down in the crew quarters it seemed loud. Celebrations at finally beating the Collectors still carried on throughout the night. But those veteran members knew it was probably just the tip of the iceberg.

Up in her private quarters, Shepard just finished checking her emails for upcoming jobs. There were many wealthy business men across the galaxies looking for 'reputable' mercenaries to safe guard their investments. But there was also one message that caused her to smile, it was from Liara. She was still working to take down the Shadow Broker on Illium. But her contacts had stumbled upon information that seemed to suggest that several weapon caches were still scattered across the galaxy. Left over from the Blue Suns.

They would be a useful investment.

Standing up, Shepard stepping into the bathroom. Her scars having spread upwards across her jaw. She liked them. It suited her. Made her already useful intimidation skill much more intimidating. Not many stood up against her anymore. Her life in the Alliance, then as a Spectre, now as the destroyer of Collectors and Reapers alike.

Some people might think it would go to her head. But surprisingly, although knowing she was one bad ass, she just had some bones to pick. Defeating the Reapers was still a high priority for her.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

Vincent had nearly died upon the collector base but had been saved by Shepard and her crew. He was currently working with Joker to repair the damage the Normandy had recieved during the mission through the Omega-4 Relay.

Vincent reflected on what had happened recently. The Reapers were using collectors to capture humansand use them to create another human reaper. That only meant one thing, the Reapers had plans to exterminate mankind or enslave them. He wouldn`t allow this to happen so he had agreed with Shepard to stop the Reapers wth everything they had.

 

[Nidhogg]

"Great...just great..."
He said he'd follow her in to hell. He never questioned that she'd do what it took to finish the mission. He never doubted her conviction for a second. He was proud, damn proud to fight alongside her. Taking bullets for her never bothered him, getting tackled by a krogan for her never bothered him, but this...this bothered him.
Down in his alcove, Garrus held the remains of his visor in his hands. It was beyond repair. All that was left of it was a few charred components and a frame so scorched he couldn't even make out the names he had carved in it.
Setting the visor down on the crates he used as a table, he sighed.
"Well fuck." He growled.
He knew this was a bad time for sentimentality. The main guns needed a real calibration. Not just the bullshit little tweak he did to dodge conversations with the chatty humans. He turned to the console and began getting the Thanix cannon back up and running.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

"So when do you think the Normandy will be ready Joker?" Vincent asked.

"I`ve already told you, it might take two or three day at the most. Anyways I need you to get on the roof of the Normandy and fix the top of the pilot`s compartment." Joker said handing Vincent a lazer cutter and tool box.

Along the way, Vincent saw Garrus fixing the Normandy`s main guns. Vincent set up the ladder, went to the roof of the pilot`s compartment, started up the lazer cutter, and got around to the task Joker assigned him. Vincent would have to talk with Shepard after he finished up and find out what the next mission was going to be.

 

[MeanBlackjack]

Jacob's here too!

Jacob was sat at the table of the Normandy’s mess hall. The place was quieter than usual, but they’d done it! He had relaxed, knowing that they had some R n R before the next mission. A smile crept onto his face, he had been part of a team that would go down in history. Tucking into the food before him, he took a quick swig of water, clearing his throat.

He saw the crewman around him bustle with activity. There was jovial antics, most of the ensigns and people around him had barely seen any combat and this was a real victory. Occasionally there would be a toast to the fallen and that made Jacob smile even more.

He wasn’t sure why memorizing the dead made him smile. Maybe it was because he had buried his last ghost with his father, ravaged by his former crew, they were twisted beyond saving and it was his father’s fault.

Jacob was certain he wasn’t going to make the same mistake as he did.

 

[LeoHawk35]

Legion

Legion stood in the AI Core, like usual. He was indexing files he had managed to obtain from hacking the Collector base just before it was destroyed. Quite a bit of it was obtained while he multi-tasked the tech/infiltration job to get the doors open for Shepard and the rest of the group. His experience with technology had made him a perfect choice for the job. He moved over to one of the towers that made up EDI. He was performing slight repairs to her core that she suffered during the battle. He slid out a disk and set to repairing some cracks in the surface. Something he would need to talk about to Shepard was the condition of these. Alot of this wasn't battle damage. Some of it seemed like sabotage.

"Is everything alright, Legion?" EDI's hologram appeared and asked, artificial concern in her voice.

"It would seem this core has been sabotaged." Legion turned his head and replied.

He disliked this vocal communication. It was inefficient. But EDI had said before that she limited herself to "help" the biologicals. He didn't understand, and has been pondering her statement ever since.

"Send a message to Shepard that we would like to see her." Legion said to EDI.

Legion needed to discuss this with Shepard. He turned the disk over and started repairing that side. He made microadjustments in the programming as he repaired cracks in the exterior.

 

[DormantEvil]

Commander Shepard

EDI's holographic screen popped up the moment Shepard exited her bathroom.

"Commander, Legion would like to speak with you in the AI Core when you are available."

Cracking her neck from side to side, Shepard pushed the wet fringe back out of her eyes from washing her face. Taking a seat at her private terminal she thought about what her plans were for the day. She had to catch up with Garrus about the ships armament, and if he had any upgrades to suggest from any information Legion could offer after going through the data obtained from the Collector Base. She liked the Collectors disabling ray, even if it had killed her in the past. It was a very useful upgrade. if it was possible.

The newer recruits were undergoing their space walks today, and Jacob was meant to be giving them weapons training. Hopefully she would get a chance to inspect the newest flock to her cause.

Jack apparently was tearing up her area of the ship, for some reason or another. It could have been out of pure delight for all Shepard knew. But that was between numbers 1 and 20 on her list. Eventually she would get there.

But since Legion was asking to speak with her, she may as well head down to the AI Core. If someone stopped her on the way, then she would deal with them.

"Tell Legion I'm on my way down. If it's an emergency find me and update me. I'll make it a priority call. That will be all."

With a confident walk, she headed out into the elevator and made the familiar journey to the AI Core.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

Vincent had finished up and started heading back to the ladder. When he got their, he noticed the ladder was gone! "What the?"

Vincent shook his head, maybe someone had borrowed it, he would just have to wait. He went to the back of the Normandy for an inspection check to see if anything else needed repairing.

 

[RebelJap8O8]

"Hey troop!" Derek entered the weapons bay, walked up to the nearest Marine, who had been captured by the Collectors just after she joined the Normandy crew, put a hand on her shoulder, and grasped her hand for a firm handshake. "Glad to see you're still around." He gestured with his chin at the assault rifle the trooper was preparing to disassemble. "You need some help with that there thingamajig?"

The relatively new privated had just started to smile when her fire team leader spoke up. "Don't do it, gal," Corporal Andras said.

"What?" Derek affected a hurt expression. "You don't think I can help this rookie trooper?"

The trooper, Jessica Bosum, had just spent her last bit of action fighting against the Collectors back to the Normandy. In fact, she had been the one to drag Sergeant Derek Baxter's dying ass back to the Normandy.
She opened her mouth to retort angrily that she was anything but a rookie, but was cut off by her team leader.

"Oh, you'll help her all right..." Andras muttered.

"Seven seconds," Derek said with a smile, and the corporal eyed him beadily.

"No way." There were over forty subcomponents in the M-8 Avenger. There was no way to disassemble it completely in seven seconds. Not even for the legendary Derek.

Derek reached into a breast pocket and extracted a bundle of chips. "Fifty creds says I can do it in seven seconds."

"Impossible!" Bosum snapped, forgetting the implied insult. The standard was over a minute; nobody could disassemble an assault rifle that fast.

"Put your money where your mouth is," Derek said with a smile, and tossed the chips onto the table.

"I'll take some of that," a grenadier said from down the table, and the squad leader, Sergeant Koberda, pushed forward to manage the piles. Finally there was 50 credit chips on Derek's side, and a pile of five- and ten-credit chips opposite.

"Who bet on Derek?"

"I did," Andras said sourly. "He's taken my money every other time."

"We ready?" Derek asked, his hands hovering over the assault rifle.

"Uh, hang on," said one of the riflemen, pulling a helmet out from one of the cabinets and putting it on his head. He engaged the breathing apparatus so his entire face was covered. "Fine by me."

Sergeant Koberda touched the rookie trooper on the shoulder. "You might wanna step back," he said with a little warning wrinkle of the nose. He suited action to words himself, then put his arms over his head, and the private saw the others do the same.

"Wha...?" Bosum began, but the squad leader had already activated the timer in his Omni-tool and said: "Go!"

Removing the compression pin to begin the disassembly process took the longest, just over a third of a second. The new troop watched in awe until the first magneto ring bounced off her skull. Then she realized that pieces of the weapon were flying all over the compartment and started to yell for the sergeant to stop...just as the last bit of component flew across the open space and bounced off a bulkhead.

"Done!" Derek yelled, raising his hands.

"Six point four-three-eight seconds," Koberda announced morosely, consulting his Omni-tool as he kicked aside a capacitor.

"Thank you, thank you, ladies and gentlemen," Derek said, bowing and splitting the heap of chips into two equal piles. He slid one across to Andras, picked up his own, extracted a bundle of other chips large enough to choke a unicorn, and added the squad's offerings to the bundle. "Always a pleasure," he added, and headed for the next compartment.

Private Bosum looked around the compartment, trying to figure out where all the pieces of her weapon had gotten to. "Does he do this often?" she asked sourly.

"Every chance we give him," Andras said. He picked up a capacitor ring and tossed it to her. "But sooner or later, he's gotta lose." The corporal, stared at the door that Derek had left through before shaking his head and helping the private find the parts to her weapon.

 

[Dizzyfish]

Tali vas Normandy

"Ouch!" Donnelly ripped his hand away from the project he and Tali had been focused for the last hour. Even with both of them being prominent in their fields, Tali was much more...passionate. Her sparkling eyes glittered from behind her face shield, a smile creeping across her face, but that remained a secret. She did not hit him that hard, he was only fooling himself as he rubbed the back of his hand as if she had just drove the dagger she kept in her boot straight through it. The Quarian laughed at his dismay and turned back to their repair project.

"You cannot just rough handle these parts. They are delicate and I cannot ask for replacements. For the fifth time." Tali set the battery back in place inside the monitoring panel. Aside from a few fried batteries and cracked light bulbs, the engine room was very much still intact. At least, where structure was concerned. The engine was a prime objective even before the rest of the ship began their meager reconstructive processes. Tali and Kenneth had both kept awake for two days straight on returning full power and control, with the help of EDI. Of which, though weary of trusting at first, was getting to be a much bigger help than anticipated.

"Here Donnelly. You can put in the second. Over there." Tali pointed to the empty, unilluminated panel beside him. Kenneth took the power cell into his hands and turned to his work. The Quarian female checked diagnostics on the engine room, how many was it this time? Fifteen? It didn't matter, she was thorough and precise and that is why Commander Sheppard trusted her. Other than being long term friends, since when she first began her pilgrimage. A sudden feeling of homesickness washed over her. The Migrant Fleet had been her home much like all the other remaining Quarians and leaving, let alone being exiled, was a stab through the heart. She missed her family, her friends what little of them remained. In the end, her one true friend had her back and she was proud to be called Tali vos Normandy.

With that sense of pride filling her body, Tali turned towards Donnelly who was staring blankly at Gabby's empty panel. She had not survived the Collector abduction. Donnelly was a funny man, liked well enough around the crew. The loss of his true friend, the one he had stood next to for such a long time, was not something he was good at hiding. The power cell still clutched in his hands as he stared at her absence. Tali put her hand on his shoulder. "Let's make her spot look just like the way she left it. She would have wanted that."

Donnelly looked back and forth between his two objectives and set the power cell in its home and closed the panel's hatch as it re-illuminated and instantly began to recalibrate itself. "Thanks Tali." He began in his strange human accent. "It's really a pleasure working with you. So smart. And strong. And.. single?"

Rolling her eyes, Tali shoved him by the face and proceeded back to her place. "Not even if you were the savior of my people and you were the only man I could take my suit off in front of."

"Don't worry, with us spending time together, you will grow to love me."

"Doubtful."

"Don't you mean..."

"No."

"You sure?"

"Donnelly...."

"Fine." Ken opened his mouth to speak once more, but Tali raised her finger towards him without looking up from her omni-tool. That was the end of that conversation. She peeked at him from behind her face shield and snickered silently to herself. At least he was warm company, a bit over compulsive, but with these hard times; she could handle over compulsive.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

Vincent eventually got back down to the pilot`s compartment. He aw Joker talking to another crew member. Once joker finished Vincent tapped him on the shoulder, "All done, now I`m going to go check and see if anyone else needs help."

Joker nodded his consent and went back to control panels. Vincent went to the engineering room to check on the the mass effect drive. They had substained a lot of damage from the mission into the Omega 4 Relay.

As he arrived, saw Tali and Donnelly talking about something.. well odd. He shook his head, chuckling to himself as he walked up to Donnelly, "I don`t know what`s going on here but you need to stay on task. We don`t want to make Shepard unhappy by lazing about."

Vincent went to the mass effect drive and started to check up on it.

 

[RebelJap8O8]

Derek Baxter

The Sergeant whistled his joy of earning some free credits as he happily made his way down the elevator and into the Engine room. Anyone who ran into him generally avoided bumping into him as if he were Commander Shepard.

All that credit didn't come from rank, or fear...they just didn't want their money to be taken away...legally.

Derek made a small turn and walked through two doors before stopping mid-step and staring at Donnelly, Tali, and Anastasio, all standing before him minding their own business.
Between him and his...well...

Sergeant Baxter glanced to the side wondering what he should do before he, retrieved his half step and crossed his arms to look at them with a mocked angry stare. "And just what the hell is going on here?"
It was a question coming from authority. But a misplaced one. He was a Marine. A ground pounder who had no business in the Engine room.

 

[Dizzyfish]

Tali vas Normandy

Donnelly was the first to turn his attention to the strange sound of voices joining them in the engine room. He saluted, as was in his nature regardless of stature, arching his shoulders back in a perfectly symmetrical stance. Tali on the other hand glanced over her shoulder still eying the diagnostics check she had started only moments ago. The numbers were tediously haphazard but Tali was well equipped to follow along with great ease.

"Just staying aloft, sir." Donnelly added returning his hand to the side of his still erect form. "Tali here was just giving me a few pointers on how to lose a date in five syllables or less."

The Quarian shot him a stern look of which Donnelly played off with a coy smile adding the final touches to his panel until it turned on and re-calibrated. Just as they had the first, which was now fully operational. Ken began slamming down a few of his codes and read through a directory of binary until the program activated and granted him access. There were still a few bugs that needed to be worked out, but that was all in due time. Baby steps would get the job done proficiently and precisely. Neither of them wanted to have to put their hands around their ankles and kiss their pretty backsides goodbye because of some asshole not wanting to do his job all the way through.

For that peace of mind, both of them had been double checking each other's work, Tali more than Ken, but he was okay with that. Less work for him in that instance. Tali's face mask glistened in the light of the engine room as she watched Vincent Anastasio, a crew member she had not known personally yet, begin work on something she was certain she had checked already. No problem. Though she did not like her work underestimated, it was a harmless mistake. Tali nodded to Ken who nodded back after the calibrations had finalized. Now their computers were in sync and they could continue their work together instead of in turns.

"Sheppard will be pleased to know that the Engine room is almost completely intact. Upgrades done to the Normandy from before the Collector base run will have to be reinstalled, as damage to those parts may or may not have been substantial. It would be difficult to judge without collaboration of other specialists."

Ken smirked. "What she means is, we need a head count of systems active and non active from points on the Normandy to really say if we are in the clear. She runs me like a slave driver."

"I do no such thing. If there is one thing the Quarians have learned, it is learning from one's mistakes. The Normandy held together. Next time, we will have it untouchable."

'And just what the hell is going on here?'

Tali turned towards the newest intruder and stopped hammering away at her Omni-Tool. Donnelly saluted once again and Tali stared taken aback. "How can we be of service?" Is all she could think to ask.

 

[RebelJap8O8]

"Donnelly! I'm a Sergeant. You don't salute Sergeants." Derek corrected the Engineer almost immediately when he saw the man raise his hand. It wasn't a scold, just a reminder.

Then he turned to Tali with a little smirk. "Was wondering if I could join you in that suit, but my mind is elsewhere at the moment." He side stepped all of them and walked a bit more closer to the actual engine itself before kneeling down. Prying the floor loose he set the segment on the side and pulled out a bottle of what looked to be water. There was a tube hooked up to the top and dripping something into it, the tube went further down into the floor.

Derek examined the bottle fondly before stopping and turning his head to look up at the trio. "This stays between the three of us, or I'm going weapons free on anyone and everyone...got it?" As he said this, his hands expertly pinched the tube to stop the flow, and unhooked the bottle. He then reached back into the hole and reattached the tube to an empty bottle before replacing the floor panel and getting to his feet.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

uVincent turned from Kenneth and wet to check on the mass effect drive. It had sunstained some minor damge, but nothing too difficult for him to fix.

Vincent wked over to a vacant console and began checking on the electronic pathway, making sure that they were clear. Vincent wanted to fix the engines soon so they could get the Normandy moving.

Vincent heard Derek say something to Tali then walk over to fix something else.

 

[Nidhogg]

[Garrus]

If it hadn't been for the rough landing and a few lucky hits by the collectors, Garrus was fairly sure that the Thanix cannon wouldn't need much work. The crew knew what they were doing when they installed it. Funny how a bunch of 'private sector' humans seemed to have such little difficulty with a prototype turian military weapon they said they'd never seen before.

Garrus would need to get the readout for how the gun impacted the systems when it fired to see what tweaks could be made. He'd need an engineer's help, though, and they've got enough work for now.

The cannon was in operable condition for now. Not even close to fully calibrated or heat efficient, but it was stable enough to move on. The Javelin torpedoes and GARDIAN were more important. They were also a lot more delicate in their calibration requirements.

Garrus pulled up the readout for the Javelin system and GARDIAN. "Damn it." he muttered. The torpedoes were fine, but the warhead synchronization system was in bad shape. If those torpedoes didn't sync the weapon was practically useless. Calibrating the Javelin system was about 3 hours of tedious work. GARDIAN needed a lot of work too. Point defense lasers were fickle little bastards. He knew he could get the lasers working just fine, but the software controlling them required a different set of skills. Then of course the kinetic barriers needed to be restored. That wasn't Garrus' job, but he knew Tali and what's left of the engineers were focused on other tasks.

"EDI? Tell Shepard to stop by the Main-Battery when she has a chance. And give me the dossiers on the new arrivals." Garrus hoped like hell that one of these newbies would know at least something about ship armaments.

 

[MeanBlackjack]

Operative Jacob Taylor

Jacob finished with his meal and placed it on the side. One of the ensigns would be around to pick it up later. He brought up his holographic omni-tool and checked the time.

11:45

Fifteen minutes until he had to be on teaching duty. He was to teach the new cadets how to shoot bad guys and which end of the barrel you point away from yourself.

Someone had to, he said with a smile. Cancelling the check up, he stood and headed over to the elevator in the middle of the SR-2. Stepping inside the large shaft, he pressed the button on the side and it whirred to life. Bringing him up one level, he stepped out, missing several ensigns on the way. He walked up to the room and it opened with a 'whoosh' noise. Stepping into the armoury, he looked around. No one was here yet. Good.

Ever since the death of his Father, Jacob seemed to hate company. Even Miranda's. He wasn't sure why. He could talk to the Yeoman he supposed, but that would involve talking and he wasn't exactly keen on that idea. All he knew was that killing stuff made him feel better, and killing stuff was what he was good at.

Looking over at the table full of shotguns, he picked up a claymore and admired the beast of a weapon. It was so strong only Grunt could handle it, Shepard had managed it once or twice as well, but Jacob assumed that was due to her genetic handling. He brought it up to his waist and aimed at a fictional hostile. With an imaginative pull of the trigger, Jacob cleared the room of all 'hostiles'. Grinning, he placed the weapon down and walked over to the good stuff.

The heavy weapons.

From side to side, Jacob admired each one. There was missile launchers, cryogenic bomb launchers, flame throwers, grenade launchers even a tactical nuke launcher. Rubbing his hand over his jaw, he grinned. Shepard had been the only member of the team to use them and damn, were they impressive! They had needed their fare share of weapons when they were, as Mordin put it, 'holding the line' while Shepard took down yet another Reaper.

Jacob wasn't sure if he believed in the almighty. But if there was such a thing, he was certain it would look like her.

Grinning, he licked his lips and went to work on a terminal. Expecting the call from the cadets any time now.

OOC: Not sure if anyone's going to be in the class? If not, I'll just free riff with it.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

Vincent looked over at the man called Derek with a look of suspicion, "What do you mean you'll go weapons free on everyone and anyone? I don't like the sound of that so you had better explain yourself now, or I'll report this to Shepard right now!"

Vincent felt angry, was this man threatening them? If he was, then he had something to hide which was worth that threat.

 

[Dizzyfish]

Tali vas Normandy

There was a lot more movement than Tali could really handle happening in the Engine room. She liked this place most of all because it was quiet, a little hidden from the rest of the ship and the company kept was mostly.... vigil. Ken wasn't so bad after all, she enjoyed his presence more than she thought, until the invaders showed up. Realizing he was a God-send. Donnelly caught her gawking at him and smiled and awkward, devious smile which she disregarded as just the general point of his face and turned away.

"Sign of respect sir, nothing more. My aren't we on a rage today, someone put motor oil in you coffee this morning?" Donnelly started on his daily work, looking over occasionally at the others that had joined them.

Tali shook her head and sighed. What was the deal with men and their voice boxes in the presence of women? It's as though the filter that, almost every species in this universe had and kept people from saying something moronic, had suddenly jumped ship. "I am not sure you could handle what lies beneath." Tali warned playfully. The sudden uprising of sound was like a childhood melody. Of course, it was short lived

The Quarian's head ached a little and she felt as if she were getting a cold. It may have been that she hadn't, in the past two days, run checks on her own suit for cuts or tears. She had been working non stop like some kind of mahine since their mission had been finished. Surviving the Collector base rush had given her a new lease on life. A vitality of sorts, where before being a Quarian brought a sense of impending doom. Tali felt, just ever slightly, more invincible. Even on the Migrant Fleet, where a handful of tech specialists could come together and defend against attacks, she did not feel as strong.

Then the men started at it again. She had heard the threat and thought nothing of it but the retaliation meant that a fight could pursue. If not just a tossing of words both of which Tali could do without. "Do NOT start quarrels in my engine room." She warned, her hands rested upon the curves of her hips.

 

[Avellan13]

Vincent Anastasio

Vincent looked at Tali as she shouted out at them. He calmed himself, "I'm sorry Tali, I just heard Darak here threatening to possibly shot us. Don't worry I won't start a gun fight in here."

 

[RebelJap8O8]

Derek was about to say something snappy back to Vincent when Tali jumped in. He uncorked the bottle in his hand and he took a long pull of the Normandy-engine distilled alcohol. It burned all the way down to his bowels, and would burn on its way out, but it was the best drink on this side of the Omega Relay.
And possibly on the other side as well.

He rarely shared with anyone and when he did it was for special occasions...or sex.
The Normandy's engine distilled a certain sort of flavor and usually enhanced the effects of the alcohol using the Mass Effect drive.
Now...how a Marine like Derek Baxter got it all hooked up was anyone's idea but he treated it as his own territory and was on his way into a drunken stupor...and a fighting mood.
When Anastasio spoke up again the Sergeant chuckled wryly, holding out the bottle towards Tali and Donnelly to see if they wanted.
Donnelly for now and Tali for later, with the suit and all.
"After I break all of your fingers you won't be able to start a gun fight even in the VR sims."