[quote=@Imaria]
Iorosinn of Vendarrdech
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"Hey Lopez, I'm not sure what you're planning, but if it gets us out of this heat, I'm in." She calls out to him from the table.
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Mark turned his head at the familiar voice, spotting the EDF patch before the face. He smirked faintly.

“Well shit, Iorosinn. Glad to see you made it out of that hellhole. Figured you were either fried by now or deep in a bug's guts,” He gave a short nod, the kind you only give to someone who’s stood behind the same bulkhead with incoming fire on the other side, “Would buy you a drink if we weren’t all counting time by the second.”

[quote=@Bingelly]
[H2]Vitiafa of Endiohon[/h2]

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Vitiafa was content to sit and listen while she drank the glass of chilled wine provided to her courtesy of a megacorp's expense report at the end of world. The heavy, full-bodied red was rich, jammy, and fruity. It wasn't to her tastes, but it did provide a momentary relief from the heat as she gathered her thoughts.

"This is just another evacuation we are planning," Vitiafa said as she finished the glass, "let us treat it like one as the gods have never blessed mere bluster." 

"Send our two pilots and two," she held up two fingers for emphasis, "of us inclined with engineering to the ship, they shall try to get it running. The two EDF ground personel can secure the boarding tube. Comms Specialist Velia can send out a message about the evacuation after they gave taken position, while the rest of us gather up supplies as the outsider has suggested or be present to help control and guide the the crowd at the boarding tunnel."





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He shifted his rifle across his chest, checking the charge count out of habit, then glanced toward the tall, sharp-featured woman who had spoken with a priestess’s clarity. Mark hadn’t caught her name, but her voice was soft and very certain.

“Alright,” he said, adjusting the strap on his shoulder, “I can secure the boarding tube, no problem there. But if you're bringing that ship online, you may need another set of hands once we’re inside.”

He glanced back at the group forming around the bar, then back to the priestess.

“But you’re right. No more sitting around waiting for a miracle.”

He looked toward the bay doors, toward the distant glow of the ship beyond.

“Time to get this shit on the road.”