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"I'm no fan of magic... And I know she's a bit infamous but, she's knowledgeable and no threat without her magic." The prince added, looking warily at the woman. "We cannot abandon her to die here, and if we're going to keep the Emblem safe we need all the help we can get. Even if it means trusting criminals, better than Jehanna's who've caused all this pain for Grado." Marwood sighed and waited to see what Reina made of the situation.

Daniel "Spectre" Matthews

Daniel check his gear when he finished heading for the lounge still a little sore from body blocking the trainer's rubber rounds, so with a grunt, he found a couch and kicked back on it. Drawing out his phone to look through a few things Daniel decided to check in on his sister, texting her about how his daughter was doing with school. He knew he should be there walking her to class and such but... He couldn't, he had a duty and more importantly, he needed to make sure the world was safe for her to grow up in. The White Masks had shown any city, anywhere could be a target the way he saw it taking down Rainbow in Vegas was... Well, it was to add insult to injury to prove that were the real deal. It also told Daniel they knew Rainbow Six's past and meaning they probably had intel leaks somewhere... With so many nations involved and so much red tape and black ink, he had to wonder about it.

Maybe they had put a team of Ghosts on it or another unit was handling it, Rainbow certainly wasn't in a position they were going through pains rebuilding already. To Daniel it also spoke volumes that the rather than more FBI or Navy Seals they had sent a GST soldier... Probably because they didn't want more of the best and brightest to die. But these were just ponderings of a bored and paranoid soldier, pulling his mask down and his shades off he yawned and looked at around to see if anyone else had turned up in the lounge still surfing on his phone mostly looking over a testing report on invisbility suits. They had success cloaking objects, the US wanted to leap it forward it seemed, make an invisible soldier. He prayed the GST got the tech, it was a GST wet dream to have tech like that, he could only imagine how much fun could have.
Ariin had left Katya's room heading for the mess finally reuniting with Pally, the little drone scampered up into his hair as he moved to towards his mech. "Not a damn word about last night you little troublemaker. I hear a peep out of you I'll let Katya upload you to a toaster!" He grumbled, stopping for a cup of coffee as Paladin only gave chirping laughter mocking him. Ariin was annoyed and little hung over but he had the morning to himself he decided to get in a little training... While he had come a long way he wanted to make sure he could still run like he used to. So getting a shower and heading to the gym he arranged himself a little obstacle course.

Ariin tried not to think about last night, they were both a little more than tipsy and Pally had pushed him into admitting feelings not to mention Katya mocking him as well. He needed to really think... To do that he needed a good fashion run... Maybe lifting a few wallets could help too, that could happen after a workout. Stretching himself out he lined up several mats against the walls laid a couple out on the floor, running down city alleys was normally a lot dirtier than this... Good change if you asked Arinn. With that, he ran forward leaping against a wall jumping between them moving as quickly as he could. The goal was to use the walls to avoid the stuff most people would trip over chasing thief.

It used to be he would wake up early and go for a run before making breakfast for his siblings a perfect escape from being the big brother to just being Ariin. He began to practice again and again he ran the course, letting his mind wander... What he wanted, Katya told him he had to stop thinking like he was going to die. So he decided to think about it as if his service was voluntary, he wanted to go home and see his sisters and brother. He wanted to move them far away from Mars and maybe learn an honest trade, let his siblings go out and succeed.

He wanted to live, rolling as he stuck another landing Pally wondered over curiously. "Yeah, buddy... I'm just thinking." Little drone flashed up text which he read. "What? About you? Kinda... About my family." He picked up the little drone. "You might be annoying, violent, unhinged, and prone to disobeying but... I'm starting to think of you as part of my family too." She chirped eagerly sending another message.

"No that does mean I'm going to let you wander off on your freely... I'm still responsible for you... Ugh, I thought I wouldn't have to do this anymore when I joined the military." Muttered Ariin as he headed to get cleaned up and ready for a briefing.

Ariin arrived sharply in uniform, Pally sitting on his shoulder peeking up at the others as Ariin listened to the news. Seemed they would be taking back Zim's home, he hoped they still had people to help and it wasn't just another dead planet. Ariin almost stood up and yelled at the idea of having Irina of all people on their team, the women was a maniac and treated the members of the team like dirt. He didn't want to stand next to her let alone trust her on the battlefield he was also relieved until the moment when Katya shot down the idea. It made perfect tactical sense but Ariin didn't have to like it he just had to deal with it, be a good soldier and follow orders. He said nothing and saluted as the briefing finished before heading to his werk, Pally riding on his shoulder worriedly monitoring her human.

Ariin climbed in, before crackingly in over the comms to Katya. "Katya, mind letting me dropp just before the others... Paladin can take the stress better and the landing will make a crater. I can drop the shield create a beach head while providing supporting fire." He added as he keyed up the squence for the drop fine tuning the systems, Pally meanwhile had nestled herself behind the chair curious to watch how Ariin piloted the werk from a new angle.


Marwood cursed as the blade bit into his side, he turned Fiona with a snap on the reins. "I'm not done with you yet, you dastard!" He cursed and charged between Voss and Morag. "Your facing me you damnable mercenary!" He spun his lance with practiced elegance. "And unless you care to unseat me from my horse, you won't touch this man." He looked at Morag, he might not have had the experience of skill to beat him but he could damn sure hold the line and keep Morag busy.

"Spellslinger." He called to the man behind him keeping his eyes on Morag. "Stay behind me and don't let up and don't worry about me... Take more than some Jehanna mercenary snake to bring done me." He spoke wanting to get Morag angry and keep his attention focused on the cavalier rather than on the spell caster behind him.
Daniel "Spectre" Matthews

Spectre raised an eyebrow a solo clear of a house against numerous hostiles, the difference for him was the fact he couldn't depend on his usual tricks. Rubber rounds and lack of being able to stick a knife in someone was annoying, to say the least, his CQC was fine but they didn't really teach you restraint as a Ghost so he wasn't sure he wanted to be beating on targets. Of course, to him, it just meant getting more creative with how he was going to take the building he'd show them what why he was Spectre. He smiled at the big Russian man behind his mask, pulling off the sunglasses he checked over the weapon with practiced speed. "Aut viam inveniam aut faciam." He looked at the mountain of a man before him. "I shall either find a way or make one." He gave the translation from Latin, he waved as he moved to exam the building and plan his assault.

He watched the others before him... So loud and fast, that wasn't his style at all it was getting results however so credit to them. Standing up from his seat he smiled grabbing his drone. "Right... My go it is." He answered as he moved to began the assault.

The Ghost placed his breaching charging on the far window of the dining room, eight signatures inside on the thermals his drone held position hover well placed above the building. "Well, well it's a party ain't it?" He muttered into his comm as he kept the drone in place watching how they moved. "Right... Now." He added before blowing the breaching charge making everyone alert to that location, the guard by the front door moved to check the next room so with practiced silence Spectre pried up a board and rolled up the barricaded doorway. Keeping an eye on his camera as he moved through the door into the bathroom laying down in the tub having just barely missed the now alert patrols.

Watching as the patrols now swept the building he watched one approached the bathroom he shifted only slightly the curtain hid his position and the darkness of the room he couldn't be seen when the trainer entered to finish his sweep Spectre pounced with practiced grace he grabbed him and pulled him close to 'choke' him out. Grab his rifle before it fell, a backup weapon as he laid the 'body' down knowing he had about a thirty seconds now he used the moment to go into the kitchen where the bio-hazard was. He laid down the defuser spare rifle beside it and then flipped over the kitchen table for cover as the blaring noise began, the silence was gone, but he'd turned defenders into attackers, changed the game to give himself a chance.

They came quickly but it didn't matter. He popped up over the top the first time from cover firing as the three that advanced down the long hall until his clip empty tossing that rifle aside as two more burst in from the hallway near the bathroom, he leaned firing back forcing them to seek cover in the doorway. Yet two emerged from the long hall they were making headway moving from cover to cover as they traded shots he hadn't bought enough time yet.

So he rolled towards to take cover behind the kitchen counter letting off small bursts near the targets no more kills, grazes as best until he was forced to reload as he did it he set the rifle auto and swung out from cover firing at the two closet to the charge before being struck by a dozen rubber rounds. He wasn't sure if the timer had ticked down far enough, he heard one person grunt and then complain. "Four wounded and four dead. Not bad." Spectre slowly got up from death smiling. "The goal was always to defuse the biohazard, living through was just a luxury." He added with a shrug, GST smiled. "Granted if could shoot you all through walls with a silencer be a very different story." He groaned and walked back towards the others, they nevered told if the defuser would have gone off in time, didn't matter to him personally it was a losing situation he'd tried to make the best of it.


Marwood clicked his tongue and readied his lance looking at swordsman a distance away frowning, he looked as Isolde and nodded. "I can take him, help Reina and the others get past. I'll deal with the damned mercenary then join you." Marwood told them as looked at the others. "Reina, why don't you go see what that Shaman has to say? He's not our enemy it seems and he could be one of your people." He added thinking it might have been someone sent to help make sure they escaped, Reina stood the best chance of convincing them to help, either way, she was the future ruler of Grado.

He looked at Morag as Fiona had moved to charge into position the horse cantered forward, then with a tap at her sides she broke into a gallop the charger readied herself as Marwood aimed his lance. "You want a fight! Face a knight of Renais coward!" He called out as he aimed his lance for the man's chest Fiona carrying the young prince forward at considerable speed as he made his taunt.
Daniel "Spectre" Matthews

Spectre rolled up slightly late to the party it seemed, he'd been on a call with his daughter back in the states trying to find out how she was doing... Making sure she was doing okay in school and what not, being a parent usually a thousand miles away made things difficult for him to say the least. He'd cleaned up and gotten ready, mostly civilian clothes with armor and pouches mixed in didn't have a uniform and Rainbow didn't seem to have a mandatory dress code, he was pretty sure he'd seen some person with pink tennis shoes on rather than boots. Spectre hummed to himself as finished getting his gear together and pulled on his mask and sunglasses after that his hood and scarf. Made him hard ID and more importantly broke up the human outline when he was laying down lining up a shot. Finally, he picked up his crosscomm placing it in his left ear.

With that settled he headed straight out to join the others, he didn't want to be late but... Well no matter how much revenge he was trying to be a good parent too. Tugged slight on the patch on his shoulder, it had been added to the clothing he'd sent over it wasn't much... Wouldn't mean anything to the people here really, no one knew what exactly Ghost Recon meant... Hell, battalions in the army only supported three companies so anyone who knew anything probably have a question or two he'd have to duck either way it was high time to start the meet and greet, he'd feel better if he had a rifle... Fiddling with the scope made him feel better not to mention he was used to maintaining his own gear on ops having actual resources and training time.

He stopped looking at the others, then to the weapons it looked like they would be running a course, rather than target shooting or performing combat games. He preferred simulated combat personally, more dangerous and more realistic of course if they were running this course individually that would be rather annoying Ghost's were flexible but it meant very rarely were they, masters of anything, Spectre was a sniper, a comms tech, but a point man? Usually, he had someone else for that not that he couldn't do the job.

He saw the others milling around and figured it was a good time to say hello, he tapped on his cross comm helped project his voice better from behind the mask. He spotted one of FBI operators and... Hong Kon SDU he remembered. You got good at spotting special forces when you could up against any of them.

"Uh... Hi, I'm Spectre... Sorry, Daniel. More used to the callsign than a name." The sniper added as stepped towards Jamie and Ella. "Hopefully didn't miss anything too important, I had to make a call and it ran long." Unsure if he wanted to talk about his daughter to the people here... He never knew when he might end up working against one of the nations here... Another annoying part of being a Ghost was being really picky about your friends. His voice came out crisp and clear even from behind the mask, cross comm did a good job of that.

"Anyway, I'm a sniper and comms specialist if you are curious. US Army Special Forces, I'm also an engineer. Of course this was only slight truth, they just needed to know who he was and that he could be trusted and with the that hulk of a Russian that haul that relic of a gun around like it was nothing he really didn't want to mention he was part of a group that regularly conducted illegal deniable ops on other sovereign nations. Better to be the awkward slight less interesting guy, better odds of not being punched in the face.

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Marwood nodded and Fiona shot herself forward once Reina was safely on her back, as they charged forward Marwood drew up his lance once more aiming for the soldier blocking the way. Isolde was going to get a talking to after this and so would her mount, charging ahead had nearly gotten her killed, did she not have any thought to her own survival or how to best work with others? He shook that off as he neared the soldier he reached a hand back to let Reina take it and swing down as thrust the spear at merc who had encircled the rider.

Once Reina was safely down he tapped Fiona's sides to have her shift her weight, he wanted at the mercenary on the other side of the soldier once the lancer went down.
@PlatinumSkink Yeah sorry just been busy! I'll drop a post in a few hours.
Daniel Matthews

Daniel was exhausted, he'd just come off a CIA babysitting job in the States, they were working with others to gather intel on Vegas incident as the reports called it. He'd call it a bloodbath, he'd been the only GST not on a mission or assigned without a word he caught the first commercial flight for the U.K. once he arrived the transfer papers had begun meanwhile he prepped his mission kit. He wasn't used to the idea of this by the books lets wear our colors openly stuff. He was in intelligence, a spook to most of the proper military types and police organizations he was nothing but trouble. Of course, he'd do his best not to let it slip that he was Ghost or a spook he was here to help them take revenge, he went back to never existing after this was done probably never even record he was in Rainbow.

He'd arrived in civilian clothes, unlike the others he didn't have a uniform and no doubt they wanted him to stand out for the older operators to take notice. He wore a pair of jeans and a white hooded jacket similar to his combat kit, he was sure he'd get funny looks but what mattered was his skill. He'd been a Ghost for years he'd served in places and conditions people here had probably never experienced, he'd had training in everything Rainbow did except usually he worked with fewer resources and far less restraint. Settling into a seat he relaxed as introductions began.

The speech was nice but it wasn't for someone like him, Daniel understood what they were going through. They were running down the list of more veteran members, senior staff as it was hurt no doubt. The crowd meanwhile was nothing than replacements they weren't comrades, it had no doubt angered the other operators to see all the new faces where comrades should have been. Daniel didn't plan on dying and he certainly didn't plan on letting anyone he was working with die due to bad intel, he was a comms specialist and a sniper he'd make sure they knew what was behind every door.

The civilian clothed man walked up taking an envelope, he'd made a request to keep his old code name... He didn't like the idea of changing it. Smiling as he looked it over he paused a moment looking at the other operators unsure if he should mingle or press on towards his room, he was tired but... First impressions could only be made once and it wasn't like he needed the extra sleep. He saw two other American Operators chatting, from what he could hear they were FBI.

Of course, how would he introduce himself? Spectre former Army Ranger now assigned to Rainbow, yes former military here in civilian clothes. That wouldn't raise flags, for the moment Spectre decided to hang back he didn't know what exactly to say but he figured it best not to just wander off to find his room even if sounded perfect. He wanted the people here to trust him or at least know enough about them that he wouldn't be afraid they would ostracise him for being a spook rather than military or police, especially when Ghosts considered the whole world as there area of operations.
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