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[h3][color=plum]Operation Katabasis; Infiltration Team[/color][/h3][/center]
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Phalanx dropped its arms as the human spectre approached, giving a order to stand down as he'd deal with this new development. The Geth of the group worded a [color=plum]"Affirmative, Anderson-Spectre."[/color] before taking a few steps back and returning to stand with the others as it listened to Anderson's brief explanation and ultimatum. Afterwords, Jake Anderson was quick to give orders to move out. The 7'0 platform followed its new commander's lead, delving deeper into the dark tunnels. Glancing around with its illuminating blue eye, Phalanx scanned its surroundings and fellow operatives. Footsteps quite against the cold moist ground, despite the size, this platform was built solidly for infiltrating. It was possible for Phalanx to be in a different platform that was created for specific purposes, but Phalanx found that it favored stealth and sniping. Quite, quick and powerful. Plus, appearance wise, it was the least intimidating, but enough to give possible enemies pause. Perfect for traveling.

For the most part, the trek towards their destination was quiet, however the synthetic life form did recognize some audible words coming up beside it as the walls closed in on them that made Phalanx's journey a little less preferable. Glancing toward the Batarian, Ja'Far Balak, Phalanx attempted to recognize and process the words. It did not appear he was speaking to anyone in the group, as his vocals were too quiet. So perhaps it was to himself, but for what purpose? Perhaps it was what organics called a 'prayer' for those who have religious beliefs? Phalanx wanted to ask several questions. What did Ja'Far Balak mean? Who was this higher power he worshiped? Why did his speech consist of one that was mostly lost in history? Still, this was not the time or place for questions. They had orders and a mission to complete. There would be time for questions later.

Soon enough they reached a crack in the wall, and the human Spectre gave a explanation how this was found and theories on how it came to be. Orders were then given. Weapons ready but do not fire unless ordered or fired upon. [color=plum]"Affirmative. Orders registered."[/color] it spoke, the volume turned down low in order to be quiet as possible. Phalanx watched as Jake Anderson struggled through the crack, wiggling like a worm. Deciding to let the others pass through first, the synthetic lifeform analyzed the crack. If the platform it chose was a Geth Hopper, this would be a lot easier. Still, after everyone attempted to get through, the synthetic being upholstered its sniper rifle and shotgun to hold one in each hand. Lifting them to hold at its sides so it didn't make the platform even wider. Slowly and calculatingly, the Geth made its way through the crack. Going slow to avoid loud scraping of metal.

After getting through, Phalanx holstered its shotgun then followed towards a section of a wall, watching as the Spectre opened a small hidden door with a code word. A small lithe female Turian-Unit with stood there, face obscured by her helmet. Jake Anderson introduced her as Alria “Angel” Vicrinus, and in return she raced her hand in a gesture that some human logs have stated it meant peace. Briefly, Phalanx scanned the corpse that this Female Turian-Unit had disposed of. The synthetic being had killed and seen plenty of corpses, though over the passed year, its sensors felt slightly off. Probably just a miscalculation within its programming. Following Jake Anderson within the installation and through corridors, Phalanx kept scanning the area for possible threats, but for the most part it seemed quiet.

Following the spectre's actions, Phalanx ducked behind a crate as they reached a more open wide hall. Scanning the area, the Geth turned its flashlight head to Jake Anderson as he gave the team the orders. [color=plum]"Affirmative. Will take overwatch position."[/color] it answered, though before it could follow the orders given in moving, Ja'Far Balak asked a valid question. It didn't take long for the synthetic lifeform to answer of course.

[color=plum]"Affirmative, this program is able to utilize hacking skills. Possibility of hostiles able to track source, 5%. Recognize suggestion as a useful tactic."[/color] Phalanx chirped, agreeing that this could pose useful. Turning its flashlight head to its commanding officer, the Geth platform posed the question. 

[color=plum]"Anderson-Spectre, permission to hack and commandeer a LOKI mech for assistance?"[/color] it questioned, waiting for a answer before tactical cloaking and moving to its designated position on the walkway above the group. Its steps about soundless as it traveled, crouching low and positioning its sniper rifle, scanning the area and ready to fire. Currently equipped with Disruptor Ammo in order to damage shields and shut down weapons.

One good thing of being a robotic being, was that it didn't have the distractions that often caused a sniper to miss the most. Breathing, heart rate, eye watering.. basic organic reactions. The Geth Platform position was still, precise, unmoving other than to scan around. If it shot, it was highly unlikely Phalanx would miss.

The distant gunfire could be heard, noting that the Assault Team had started the distraction. It seemed to have worked as the residents here have begun to seem a bit more worried and panicked. As one of the mech's flashed on, Ja'Far Balak sniped it with two shots before it lay broken and useless. Phalanx on the other hand, didn't fire and watched carefully. It scanned all possible hostiles, detailing weak points that would take them down as quick and as nonlethal as possible. Besides the Mech's in which if they fired upon the group, the less sentient robots would get shot, their systems disrupted by the disruptor bullets. For organics, if any spotted and fired upon fellow teammates, they'd be shot right in the thigh. It wouldn't kill them, but it would swiftly take them down enough for the others to detain if necessary.