Arty couldn't help but smirk at Lantea's comment about manners. The man who had barged in, Henriques, seemed very serious, very straight laced. Arty had encountered many of his sort working with C-Sec. And quite a few in the navy, now that he thought about it. Arty unzipped his duffel bag as Jorge spoke, digging through his gear while stripping his jacket and shirt off. Arty was a decently toned man with more than a few scars but the most striking visual aspect about him was his pale chest in contrast with his heavily tattooed arms. Both bursting with color. Each had a story. Some big and important, others small and cheeky. He pulled on his black long sleeve tac shirt and his breastplate over it. He was pulling his boots on by the time Jorge had finished the brief.

[color=lightblue]"Good ol' breaking and entering, eh? Don't suppose we have a warrant?"[/color] Arty chirped sarcastically as he loaded his pistol and clipped it into the holster on his chest plate. A house meant close quarters. Assuming this accountant left behind some kind of security, Arty figured his biotics would be far more effective this a pistol. Unless she had mechs. God, he hated fighting mechs. He gave himself one final once over and glanced at his team mates, flashing a grin.

[color=lightblue]"Alright lads and lasses, let's make a house call."[/color]

Arty made his way to the roof and clambered into a non-descript looking shuttle. It was inconspicuous enough but if this accountant had some kind of automated turrets, they'd be turned into swiss cheese before making it out the door. He'd seen it happen once before to a marine transport that didn't have strong enough armor. It wasn't something he wanted to experience firsthand. Arty listened to Lantea's little safety speech about how her armor had the potential to blow their faces off. Good to know. The man suddenly had doubts about being in an enclosed space with her.

[color=CF61E1]”So how are we going in? Loud and fast? And what sort of resistance do we expect?”[/color]

Good questions. The briefing had been a bit sparse on information. While Arty had worked on cases with very little info before, he thought C-sec would have been a bit more in the know. Hell, this team was commissioned by the council. They gotta have all the dirty laundry on an amphibious accountant.