Elijah sat and listened calmly as Kaidan explained what they were doing here, his eyes occasionally flitting around the room to take stock in who else they had reigned in with him. Two of them were human, one was a dwarf. Dwarves, Elijah had no particular issue with- it was true, their races had long standing animosity with each other, but Elijah had rarely interacted with dwarves outside of his experiences in the military academy, and everyone in the academy held themselves with some sort of professionalism. He had no particular love for them, but no hate for them either. 

Of the humans, the one who introduced himself as Casimir was the least notable- perhaps out of design. He wore plain clothes, spoke in a somewhat bright demeanor, and appeared for all intents and purposes, completely forgettable. In this time and age- and with this particular profession however, being forgettable was by no means a bad thing. It meant that they were harder to pick out from the crowd, and thus, survived longer. 

The last human dressed like a mechanic and had with him a large bag of tools, though Elijah didn't doubt for one second that the tools in his bag were not the same tool used for vehicle repair. He wore a black longcoat, and though it had seen years of use, Elijah could spy frayed stitching where a patch used to be sewn. He very much appeared to be additional muscle to their operation, though Elijah could detect a hidden craftiness to the man's eyes.

Kaidan explained to them their task- to free Leon Powell, notable Tyberian public figure and well loved by the general populace. Such a man would serve as an ideal figurehead for their operation, and would serve to further rally the distraught Tyberians to their cause. Would it be enough to stop the might of the Asgardian military? That was a question for the future. With little more than the orders to get to know each other, Kaidan left, leaving Oscar to oversee the four operatives they had brought together. 

Elijah leveled Oscar a look, to which Oscar sighed and nodded apologetically, both of them preferred dealing with regular rank-and-file men with no outstanding qualities and controllable personalities, but in a revolution, they took what they could get. Elijah wasn't really in the position to complain either- after all, he had signed up for this.

[color=a0410d]"Well, you heard the man, let's get acquainted. Though before I get to introducing myself, I think everyone, myself included, who is currently out of the loop here would like to know what exactly a young man with features I cannot help but notice resemble those of a now even more well-known General and occupier, is here?"[/color]

At this, Elijah leveled another look at Oscar, to which Oscar gave a confused shrug. The group- or at least the man Eadoin, must have been relatively new. Elijah turned to the man and nodded.

[color=lightblue]"Yes,"[/color] he replied in an even, calm voice. [color=lightblue]"My name is Elijah Quaid, son of Ephraim Quaid, High General of the Asgardian 5th Legion; tactician and strategist for the Tyberian Revolution. Kaidan takes care of the overall strategy and direction of the resistance, while Oscar and myself manage day to day combat tactics and strategy."

"Now that my role has been established, it should be no surprise that I am quite intrigued to know what you bring to the table, Mr. Kyros. You carry yourself with a confidence that could only be gained from a life behind a trigger, however I gather you're more than some Tyberian militiaman with dreams of grandeur or an above average survival rate- because let's face it, who are we kidding?"[/color] 

Elijah had no particular love for the Tyberian militia- they had put off fighting off the Asgardians until the very last minute, and when they finally decided to make a stand against Asgard, the Asgardians were already upon them, and they were quickly routed and disarmed. While a few found their way into the Tyberian revolutionaries- such as Oscar, the vast majority of them were content to have admitted surrender and to even march alongside Asgard soldiers as an auxiliary force to ensure 'peace and safety' within the city.

[color=lightblue]"No Mr. Kyros, you have the look of someone more... rugged. Mercenary company perhaps?"[/color]