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Mass Effect: Mercenaries

Ha, well then Imma going to edit mine so that Raze kicks Kerr'Shal in the shin, then you have to change it!

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Mass Effect: Mercenaries

Ha, I feel for you dude. Usually I refresh the page once just to make sure no one has posted while I've been writing, but that ain't a fool proof method.

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Lookie said
This seems pretty cool, count me in! I just hope that my internet'll actually continue working instead of crashing right after I find an RP that sounds interesting.

Fingers crossed for ya!

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Damn, I hate when two people post at the same time. I wish the guild had a notification bar for when people are replying to the thread you're in!

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Raze turned at the sound of newcomers, so slow you coulda called the movement ponderous. That was just one of the little tricks he'd learnt over the years. Folks liked to think of the Krogan as big, tough, slow, vicious and stupid, so he played up to those preconceptions, giving the people what they wanted until it came to crunch time when he revealed the whole thing was just an act. Well, except the parts about being vicious and tough, he had those aplenty.

Two humans and an Asari waltzed into view. The Asari he recognised outright, but then most people of his age in this business probably would. He'd been running in the same circles as Kali for a couple centuries now. Never worked with her, but he had heard good things. Thank fuck for that, cause the rest of these meat-puppets were virtual unknowns to him, cept the female human who sparked some sorta recollection, but he couldn't put his finger on from where.

The Quarian asked who they all were, calling himself Kerr'Shal nar Lysin. The name rang a bell for Raze, but just a small one. Something about a pirate killer, but it was deep in the recesses of his memory. If you weren't a top class merc then chances are Raze wasn't gonna bother remembering everything about you. He'd seen too many second class mercs go back to the dirt in his time to care too much about them.

The first of their motley crew to answer the Quarian was the female human, revealing, rather robotically, that she was Alexa Pearce, Aria's Fist. Now SHE was top class, but then that was no surprise, Aria always did like to surround herself with the best. Probably why he'd gone so far in her operation. The Fist had an ego to match her reputation though, probably deserved but no less annoying for it. She even tried to butter up to him by saying he looked he was capable, followed in short order by a threat for compliance. Raze had never been to comfortable with compliments, probably never got enough of them growing up to grow accustomed to them. Threats though, he knew threats. Made more than a few himself in his time. Didn't matter how many he ever received though, they never stopped getting on his nerves.

"If I decided I didn't want to get on board you'd have a big problem girly. So change your tone or I'll change it for you." His voice was a deep rumble, steady and calm as Krogan can sound. Conversational really. He never made a move, his hands didn't edge towards his guns, nor did his form begin to shimmer with biotic energy. He wasn't making a threat, he was just setting some ground rules.

After all, if they were gonna be working together then she might as well learn to be polite.

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I ain't bloodthirsty, I'm just disgruntled!

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She paused that long Galahad was forced to wonder if she'd been hurt worse than he thought, maybe in the cranial department. She didn't look she suffered a head injury, but he knew by experience that they could be funny. He'd seen a lotta strong, healthy looking men brought down by a blow to the head. At long last she answered 'Blink', a tentativeness to her voice like she was just trying the name out for the first time. If she was then it was a good pick, better than calling herself Teleport, or something like that. A good hero name was half the battle, or so Aaron had told him when he had revealed they'd be calling him 'Paladin'.

Blink had pulled herself into a ball on the cot, making him wonder how old this girl was. She didn't look to be much more than seventeen, if that. What was someone like her doing on the streets of Gotham. He had a sudden urge to press her to stay with him and Aaron, but knew she would never go for it. She was proud, he could tell, and wouldn't accept the help, not if it was forced upon her. All he could do, he realised, was keep an eye on her.

"Maybe I just think we should meet again. Might not act like it, but me and Blacksmith are new to this whole vigilante gig too," That much was the truth. In his last life Galahad was about as far from a hero as you could get. "I reckon we could both use the help."

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Illium. Shit, how he hated Illium. Bright lights, beautiful people, clean streets, outwardly orderly. It was as near as perfect as anywhere in the galaxy was capable of being. About as far removed from Tuchannka as you could get, except maybe the Presidium on the Citadel. Illium was a shining reminder of all the Krogan had lost. All they had sacrificed. All they had given up. The only thing that made this place bearable was the knowledge that once you scratched the surface this Asari world it was just as grimy and depraved as any were else. Maybe even worse in fact, at least Tuchannka had the honesty to face up to the fact it was a hole. Here you have mercenaries masquerading as businessmen, crooks playing at being coppers and harlots in government.

Case in point, here he was on his way to a clandestine meeting with some mysterious 'Client', offering to pay him a obscene amount of credits, on top of his advance, for some 'undisclosed work'. And in his business that could only mean one thing, that somebody was gonna die.

Urdnot Raze was coming up on the meeting place now, a cliché back alley setting. Good to know that the Client had respect for the classics. With the sketchiness of the proposed meeting, and the fact that he'd never met the prospective employer most mercs would take some time to scout out the location, making sure this wasn't an ambush or a double cross. But that wasn't Raze's way, not by a long shot. Sure, he could do sneaky when it was called for, but Krogan weren't built for subtle. He stomped straight into view, knowing that even if he was gonna be ambushed then his foes would need some serious quads to take him down. The Turian and the Quarian that were already there certainly didn't look like they had quads. Hell, they probably didn't even have a pair between them.

Raze groaned like a Krogan in pain. He didn't mind teaming up for a mission, but he preferred it to be with mercs he knew, tried and proven. These two hardly fit that bill. The Turian looked like she's already shit herself, and Quarian's weren't best known for their fighting capabilities, the Geth had taken their planet after all, and those tin-cans had flash lights for heads!

“Please, tell me this is some kinda joke,” He said to the pair. Seemed like he was gonna have to earn his pay on this one.

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Ok, I've read the IC and I'll get a post up tomorrow.

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