[color=burlywood]"Oooh! Ooh! I suggest we come in loud and proud and give them the good'ol fuck 'em up but not kill all of them. Like, maybe get some people thrown off somewhere or something. Like, maybe knock them out? So Vina here can control their minds and get them to destroy the place from the inside while we keep the other people occupied? Uh... If there are people there, I guess? 'Sides, I don't trust these guys to keep us alive."[/color] The cheery woman said at the conclusion of their discussion.

[color=orange]"Well you're right about one thing Benjamin. I don't give a shit, but at the same time, I agree with you, and Lataniva, a vessel hijack would be the safest bet. Hopefully these Alliance strategy fuckwits are thinking along those lines. We'll find out when Cap'n Shit For Brains comes back. Until then, I'll be in my quarters, thinking up the best way to keep myself alive in any situation they force us into"[/color] Stryker said dismissively, as expected, but he appeared to have the same idea as everyone else, even if the only common ground they had was that none of them wanted to die on this assignment.

[color=burlywood]"Oh yeah. People call me Brown Recluse, Brown, Recluse, or even Spider sometimes. But brown seems offensive so I kinda get people to not use that one. If you need me, I'll be downstairs."[/color] She added as an introduction before leaving the group.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Helluva' team we have. This'll definitely be fun..."[/color] Benny said to no one in particular as he left the war room.

[hr]

Within an hour, Benny had managed to offload most of his equipment into the ship's old lab area [s]and reattached his bionic arm with great difficulty[/s]. It was a small rectangular room with counters and shelves lining most of the walls, along with a secure observation cage made of some hard transparent material in the middle of the room, it looked like it was originally meant to contain live subjects. The place was fairly clean, even if it was lacking resources, but Benny had a feeling the place would look a lot messier within a week of him working there. [color=darkgoldenrod][i]And that's just the way I like it.[/i][/color] He thought to himself. 

He had a few marked cases carrying raw materials and chemicals which he used to craft most of his explosive ordnance and had them placed on different stacks on an empty counter top. The containers were marked with a yellow plastic glued to the top that said "BENNY'S TOY STASH. DONT TOUCH". They would probably be enough to last him a few weeks if he didn't use explosives on a daily basis, but he would need to use the requisition terminal eventually as their mission continued. [i][color=darkgoldenrod]I sure hope they let me use materials for banned explosive types... Maybe they won't catch on to what I'm crafting if I throw in some useless material requests along with what I need...[/color][/i] He mused.

Other marked containers holding electronics and other parts, such as laser lights and signal receivers/emitters were placed on a separate counter. They were mainly for the more precise aspect of his explosives, such as remote detonators or laser tripwires. Some were also for the repair and maintenance of his bionic arm.

He had also brought in what appeared to be an inconspicuous metal barrel about 1/3 of his height, but the side of it would slide open to reveal a wide array of tools from screwdrivers to chemical droppers, hanging in a circle around the cylindrical metal center. He kept the tool container closed for now just so no one would get any funny ideas about "borrowing" some of his stuff.

Once he was satisfied with his setup, he decided to head back up and get some rest at the bunk area and claim a bed before all the non-shitty ones were taken.

[hr]

Captain Dawson's announcement came loud and clear over the ship's intercom as Benny made his way into the war room, having changed out of his prisoner jumpsuit and into a black T-shirt that said "I'm a bomb technician. If you see me running, KEEP UP" in white text, along with some dark green cargo pants.

Once he had reached the war room, most of the team had already assembled

Dawson outlined the plan that the Alliance strategists had cobbled together for their demolition mission, and added some snide comments towards Stryker before he finished. [i][color=darkgoldenrod]I think I'm starting to see why Stryker's such a prick. With company like that I'd be a real ball-sack too[/color][/i] Benny thought as Dawson left the room and brought in their new member.

Spider/Sandra along with Lataniva quickly greeted her and got her up to speed. Apparently their new member (Amy) was blind? and based on what Amy said she was some kind of thief.

Stryker even greeted the new arrival personally without being as much of a prick as he was to the initial team when they had met. Benny was mildly surprised but he figured that it was just a sign that their leader was slowly getting used to their company. The talk quickly resumed to their upcoming operation.

[color=yellowgreen]‘I am no sharpshooter. I assume I will be on the boarding party, then?’[/color] Lataniva asked. 

[color=orange]"From the dossiers, I get the feeling they're expecting the assassin, Maverick, to be the sharpshooter, we'll figure out proper roles and discuss how your talents can help out a little closer to the target. It's nearly a 12 hour journey to Zargos. I'll be in the cockpit, getting ready to take off. Until then, dismissed, I guess"[/color] Stryker said as he left with the funganoid skeleton guy.

Lataniva also entertained Sandra's idea about mind-controlling some staff members for their operation. [color=yellowgreen]‘We could indeed seek out a few people who look like they’re in charge for me to operate on, depending on what kind of a mess we want to make.’[/color]

[color=darkgoldenrod]"If you're willin' to do that then perhaps we can help each other there. If you can get one of the staff to grant me access to the main security room I can render most o' their automated defenses worthless... Or make their IFF's go haywire if you lads and lasses want to cause some real havoc"[/color] Benny suggested with a smile.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Jus' don't make me do tha' talkin' if we're gonna' to have a chat with them first. I have a bad habit of pissin' people off"[/color] Benny added as something of a joke. Though it was true that he was not the best option for jobs that needed a polite/civil touch.

Eventually, the ship's PA activated once more, this time with Stryker's voice coming through them. [color=orange]"Attention everyone, we're shippin' out. Might get a bit rocky for a second when we exit Chronos Station's artificial atmosphere, so you might wanna hold on to something"[/color] He announced.

Benny had Ol' Skelly grasp onto the war room table in case the turbulence lasted for a while. He turned towards Amy who still seemed to be carrying her luggage around. [color=darkgoldenrod]"Hey lassie, you might want to stuff your bags underneath something before they end up sliding into an emergency ladder hatch or somethin'"[/color] Benny suggested.

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