There was a certain dreadful familiarity to a storm of gunfire. Like that tickling at the back of your throat, letting you know you'll be ill the next day. It was a sickly feeling. Kaya washed it down with the burn of his whiskey. The infiltration shuttle violently buckled as a stray round of ordnance went off dangerously close. He glanced at his team mates, Kysar, the tattooed turian and Solveig, their stoic leader. Oh, and Yarik. Though it was too dark to see his face, Kaya was sure the drell was scowling up a storm in the corner. The salarian capped his flask and slid it into a pocket in his armor. The orchestra of violence outside was getting louder. They must have been close to landing. Then their shuttle door opened and they were greeted with a lightshow against the night sky.

Kaya flipped the safety off his sniper and followed Yarik's lead, keeping an eye on the firefight below them. He saw the distraction team engaging the enemy and then the distinct shape of a krogan charging into the fray. Kaya couldn't help but smirk. Something about the krogan's willingness to meet danger head on in an almost suicidal manner was charming. In some morbid way, Kaya supposed. Yarik signaled them to stop and Kaya tensed as a group of drell rushed down to the fight, barely missing them. Then he heard the distinctive crack of a sniper shot. Kaya knew the model, it was a Lightning Strike, most likely batarian design.

"Sniper's on the bridge." Yarik pointed to the top of the cargo ship. "One of you take out that sniper, or our friends will be picked off."

Kaya scurried behind a suitable sized bolder and rested on it, scanning the bridge with his scope. It only took a few seconds to find the gunman. He supposed the enthrallment device did a number to their intelligence, as the sniper was simply propped up on some crates with his barrel sticking out the window. Any respectable sniper would have made sure he was dug in and good.

[color=lightgreen]"I've got him."[/color] Kaya called back and he lined up his shot. He slowed his breathing. [color=lightgreen]"May we both find peace."[/color] the salarian whispered to himself and he squeezed the trigger. The drell collapsed backward, his blood coating the bridge windows. It was too dark to see the color. Kaya realized he had never killed a drell before. He didn't know the color of their blood.

He glanced over and saw Yarik disappearing down into the chaos. Kaya moved back over to Kysar and Solveig. [color=lightgreen]"I can provide overwatch for the distraction team here or I can breach the ship with you two. Whichever you want to do."[/color]

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