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The Depths of Deception

okay, cool, that question was just out of curiosity really. serious question though, who is Coin reporting to on Pax? I briefly considered just getting creative with human military structure but then I figured it'd be safer to double check here before I do something stupid.

Trade Station Alpha

"Miss Holden-"

"Don't 'Miss Holden' me. We've been through this shit before, Marco. I don't owe you for your so called 'services' when we were on the Dead Flower, you got it?" Amanda snapped. It had been three months, and this guy was still trying to get her in bed for round two. She appreciated his business ethic, but sex was not a business. Not for Amanda. Besides, Marco got her drunk and in bed, and he called those 'services.' Amazing.

"Amanda, please." The poor guy was pleading. Was he serious? Was she that good? She spun around, walking backwards to face Marco. "Look, darling, you're sweet. But you were a terrible lay and I don't owe you for letting you take advantage of me. Now please," Amanda checked over her shoulder. Docking Bay 324 was coming up, and she did not want to be spotted with this loser. If nothing else, Amanda had her dignity to uphold. "Piss off. I do have somewhere to go, and you are, unfortunately, not invited." Amanda smiled bitterly at Marco. Amanda lit a cigarette and sucked on it slowly. If she was lucky, he'd go off on some smuggling trip and get arrested. Or thrown out of an airlock, if there was a god.

Amanda left Marco standing helplessly just outside of the docking bay door. She could barely hear him call after her, “Fine! Get your little prim and proper ass off this station! If I so much as think I’ve heard of you again…” then his voice faded off into nothing. Whatever, Marco. Amanda puffed on her cigarette and blew out over her shoulder, tossing Marco a friendly finger his way. Really, though? He was gonna insult her accent? It wasn’t exactly her fault her London accent stuck with her.

As she moved into the docking bay, she immediately began assessing the new faces. Julius had sent her a list of the new guys on board so she could start ‘getting shit organized, or whatever the hell it is you do when you aren’t holding a gun.’

“Julius, you prick, are you drunk again? You love to leave me and Grizzy to clean up after you,” Amanda half-shouted playfully, nodding at Griszma. She approached the ship, putting names to the faces. Christopher Briggs, Julius’ cousin. Young, new to space, and exactly what she was when she first ventured out into space. She wasn’t exactly sure what he was good at. Oh well, he’d figure out what he was supposed to do at some point. Omar Bada, who was apparently the best damn chef around. She’d see about that.

Then there was Isam Hajjar and Yasha Belov, the self-proclaimed A Team. To be fair, Amanda had dug up some dirt on them and they deserved that name. They were at least thrice the soldier she was apiece, and she looked forward to having someone else with serious combat training for when shit hit the fan. She briefly gave herself a once over. A gray tanktop and some black jeans. Combat boots. Her hair was a mess. Great, this was the first impression she was about to give as the one that was supposed to know how to make money for everyone. Fuck it, they probably wouldn’t give a shit.

“Hello, gentlemen. I’m Amanda. Technically I’m the business administrator of sorts on this piece of shit, but everything I come up with goes through Julius.” She took a drag of her cigarette. “I’m usually responsible with finding work for us on the long term and making sure our shit runs smoothly on a day to day when Julius is too lazy to do his job as captain.” She threw him a teasing smirk. “I also spent two years in military and I’ve been a merc, on occasion.

“I think you’ll fit in fine, here, gentlemen. Most of the crew are decent enough people. Now, are there any questions?” Amanda finished, looking over each of the four men one more time, taking one more drag of her cigarette and blowing it back over her shoulder.

The Elder Scrolls V: Cycle of War

wait... you mean it's not normal that I made it across Skyrim in less than a day in game? countries aren't usually that small? wow I need to get out more...

The Depths of Deception

I still haven't put up a post detailing Coin's arrival, so I'll get around to that tonight. honestly just struggling to think of what to do upon arrival.

also, do I have the only human character that's actually from the military? or did I miss a character? :o

Mass Effect: Mercenaries

ok but bringing it up here doesn't really resolve anything, now we've just got six posts that aren't gonna make any sense at all if we just don't get Alexa treated at a hospital. besides the team have made it pretty clear that they're just waiting for Michael to have a good idea that doesn't get them killed and I think "hey guys don't you think a hospital is freaking stupid" counts.

and I'm not sure how efficiently we can just field treat this wound anyways, if it's as serious as we've all been playing it up to be...

Mass Effect: Mercenaries

don't mean to be rude but... we've had I think six posts already talking about how we're taking Alexa to the hospital. aren't those thoughts maybe suited for the IC, at this point...?

Mass Effect: Mercenaries

MrDidact said
I think we should skip to the hospital not much to go on right now.

I second this notion.

Trade Station Alpha

that's something I've been wondering about all night tbh...

Trade Station Alpha

Amanda

Name: Amanda Holden
Age: 33
Species: Human

Personality: When it comes to business, Amanda will get what she wants, and she will do anything to get it. Literally anything. She doesn’t let anything get between her and payday, and that’s exactly how she likes her business. Any emotional baggage is set aside for later.

However, when the business is wrapped up, Amanda really loosens up. She becomes a much more pleasant and enjoyable person, and is incredibly sociable. Some would say she’s too sociable.

Skills overview: Amanda has decent combat training, though she excels at business management and in social situations.

Position on crew: Amanda’s primary role is in the day-to-day and long term management of the ship’s business operations, though she is also useful (and commonly utilized) in a soldier role.

Years on crew: 4

Bio: Born into an upper class family in England, Amanda’s early life was defined by a luxurious, easy life complemented by a family that didn’t quite want her. During her teenage years, she turned to drugs and began running with a group of people that weren’t the best influences on her emotional development. Her drug habit built up and Amanda began to amass a debt to her suppliers. By the time she was 18, it became clear to her creditors that she couldn’t pay off her debts. They murdered her family, leaving her with absolutely nothing, and threatened to put her to work running drugs across Europe in order to pay off her debt.

In order to escape, Amanda joined the military and found herself sent to space. She served for two years, amassing basic military knowledge, though she did not understand or appreciate the rigidity of the military life. She eventually abandoned her post and roamed space, taking up odd jobs in order to sustain her nomadic lifestyle. She moved from ship to ship, simply enjoying the freedom she found in space, where she truly felt that she came into her own.

At twenty-seven, Amanda found Trade Station Alpha. There, she signed up with a small smuggling ship, where her talents in business management were recognized; with Amanda at the helm of their business operations, the smuggling ship began to excel and profits rose at an unimaginable rate. After two more years with the smugging ship, Amanda moved on, looking for something new to refresh her life. She met Julius, and has stuck with him ever since.

Trade Station Alpha

TheUnknowable said
Baskets: Sounds like, as a former smuggler himself, you and Julius have something to talk about. I assume you didn't work for the same smugglers, but at least you have something in common. I put Chris down as becoming a trade adviser later, but he literally only knows Earth and its markets, no matter how lucrative they can be when the government doesn't get its cut, so, no threat there. Approved.

yeah, I made the same assumption about smuggling as well. as for Chris, I figured he could use an advisor for how the business world works in space. x)

I'll copy this over to the OOC.