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While Rayes could have thought of a worse fate than being put on the human Spectre's team, it was a far more comforting role than going where the Turian's would go. They were the grunts, the muscle so to speak, of the operation, while Anderson's team was more of the brains. Not to mention he got to work with the other Quarian and the Geth! And while he wasn't exactly elated about some of his other squadmates, overall it was as if luck was on his side today. He had helped another Quarian attempting to return home for her Pilgrimage, having screwed over some bosh'tet mechanic in the process, and was now going to put the better portions of his skills to good use. It even got better since he knew their first mission now was against Cerberus. 

What disgusting people they were. Rayes’ understanding of Cerberus was next to minimal in terms of what they did, the only thing that kept him from entirely despising them was how a part of the blame could be given to the Reapers. Otherwise, all of their actions made Rayes sick as if he had taken off his envo suit… Or was that actually happening? [i]shit what if it… No, no I’m just overreacting. This suit has been upgraded on countless occasions ever since I came back to the Migrant Fleet from my Pilgrimage, and extensively done with the assistance of the Geth. There’s no way I’m getting sick.[/i] He thought to himself, breathing in a sigh of relief as he followed the others.

Though, looking around, he felt among one of the few who wasn't strongly combat ready. Strapped to his leg was a holster for his arc pistol whose design was made by Admiral Daro'Xen. From Rayes' limited experience with such a weapon, he found it to be quite versatile. He could rapid fire the shots that can suppress targets or take out those without many defenses. However, he learned that the shots could be charged to do extensive damage, but when charged on a consistent basis, it is slower than any other pistol he has tested. He also liked how it uses a nonvisible laser to ionize the air and create a path for a high-ampere electric shock. Unfortunately for Rayes, all he had other than that was his Omni-Blade from his Omni-Tool, and he's never really attempted to use that. So, he took it upon himself to stay silent, listening to what the others had to say and doing his best to stay calm. The sight of various mechs made him interested in what was to come, but once more he decided not to say much about them due to a slight fear that they'd be caught.

[color=Steelblue]“Ok people, we’ll hunker down here until Aegon’s team cause their diversion. Raye’s when it comes I want you to hack those data backs. Velinian, and Angel you move up and support him, keep those LOKI’s off his back. Rol, you and will hang back here, keep our avenue of escape open in case shit turns sour. Phalanx and Balak, see if you can’t set up a sniper position on that walkway above us. If everything goes to plan we wont actually run into any trouble, but I don’t want to take any chances.”[/color]

What a relief it was to hear such words. Hacking was something he could especially do, bringing back memories of his misguided Pilgrimage... He shook his head slightly to push those thoughts aside and cram them into the darkest recesses of his brain to be mildly forgotten. Now was not the time to think about such a horrid time, he told himself, now was a time of patience. The sounds of gunfire, however, did not help him in feeling as comfortable as he wished, but he was thankful that they weren't directed at him. It would be a simple mission, he told himself over and over, and besides, what good was faith without a bit of doubt?

Not to mention that the gunfire was his signal. He watched as a majority of the LOKI mechs had started to move away towards the fight. He felt his adrenaline pumping, his last fight or sense of danger being during the Battle of Rannoch. “Hacking the terminals will be easy, so long as I’m protected… I am moving out now.” He told his team, beginning to move forward towards the opposite end. His only real cover would be the desks where he could only assume scientists were located.

He wasted no time in arriving to the databanks, having went around the raised platform of desks and behind the LOKI’s. So long as they didn’t turn around, he thought, he would be golden. Several seconds of investigation revealed a terminal that he could access with his Omni-Tool to snatch the precious data that was stored here. Well, he didn’t know what was exactly stored in it, but it must have been important enough that a team of Spectres would want it. And since he hadn’t been given specifics… It was time for a motherload of data to be stolen.