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Thaz - Nal Hutta





Thaz stood alongside Samus, standing upright somewhat to see more clearly into the hologram. This job did sound more complicated than she might have first assumed, but it was far from the most complex mission she had been on, and certainly not more than she could handle. It might just require some actual effort on her part.

"Hmm, so the client says the targets have to die within seconds of each other. Done that before, but usually not on entirely different planets. Doesn't matter; still doable." Thaz remarked. "But it sounds like Jerus' target will take longer to kill than the big green one, so I can't just shoot as soon as I have the target in my scope. I have to wait, keep my sights on him, and shoot when Jerus says it's time."

Thaz looked up, her eyes scanning acros all of the rooftops and high points around them. "Where is the target going to be, exactly? Can you get me somewhere high up? I don't have to be close. If I can see him, I can take off his head."



Eri 'Moram - Dxun




Eri personally preferred hunting with spears, but if the prey was truly as dangerous as the Mandalorians seemed to be implying, she supposed she could allow herself other weapons and equipment. A beast that could kill someone with abilities like Jerus had to demand respect, she supposed. In fact, she guessed that these Mandalorians expected the Tarentatek to simply get rid of them.

Eri gave a glance towards two of the Sangheili in her team. "Sel, Arta, go retrieve the extra equipment from the shuttle." She ordered before returning her attention to Jerius. "I may not know what this creature is, but these Mandalorians also do not know who I am. I...am the Special Operations Commander of the Immaculate Aegis. I have hunted the most dangerous predators on Sanghelios, and felled even more dangerous foes in the fight against the Covenant. I have killed Mgalekgolo in single combat, with only my blade. But...I do know not to underestimate any foe. She said that this Tarentatek would be resistant to energy-based weapons. If not heat, then what form of attack would be effective against it?"
Thaz - Nal Hutta





Most Kig-Yar on the Aegis made use of some variant or another of the storm harness, but for Thaz, to say that she was grateful for the armor she had earned was putting it lightly. She was Special Operations, so her armor was environmentally sealed. Which, of course, meant that she would not have to put up with the rather disgusting environment they were now landing in. It was a polluted mess of a planet, without a doubt.

Thaz secured her beam rifle on her back and stepped up alongside Samus. "Hope the pay is worth it. Going to have to spend hours cleaning my armor after this. Maybe you can get Jerus to scrub down your ship too? I'm sure he just 'forgot' to tell us that the half of the job he picked wasn't on a disgusting planet of sewage."
"I think your suggestion is believable, Fendros." Meesei remarked. "You can tell anyone who asks that I am experimenting with some enchantments that might be useful in the confrontation against Vile. I know this will put more of a burden onto you for the next few days, but I would not ask if I did not need to."

Stepping around behind Meesei, Lorag gave her a quick pat on the back. "We'll take care of it, no question."

Meesei chuckled for a few seconds. "Thank you, Lorag. I suppose we will all have more to do, starting tomorrow."

Kaleeth, meanwhile, appeared nervous. The others were talking about trying to find ways to solve this terrible problem of Meesei's, but she still found herself worrying about what might happen if they failed. "Meesei, what if...you can't figure it out in just a few days? What if you have to go through the invasion like this? Is there something we might do to be able to keep you safer during..."

"No, please." Meesei interrupted, holding up one hand. "That is not an option, and one of the reasons I was so hesitant to tell you all. In battle, you cannot treat me any differently than you would have before. We all take a certain amount of risk in any fight we take, and we all fight most effectively together as we are now. If we try to change things, to protect me, it can only make things worse for all of us. We need to continue fighting just as we have been. But...hopefully that will not be a problem. For now, let us just try to relax for the evening, and get enough rest to make tomorrow productive. Ariel, were you able to have your own dinner back home, before we visited you? If not, I am sure you will be able to find something most exotic to try here."
Eri 'Moram - Dxun





Despite the alien world and an entirely alien people, Eri could not help but to feel a sense of familiarity from entering the camp of Clan Ordo. Their training grounds were set up very much in the style of a military camp, and was not entirely dissimilar from camps Eri had trained in after joining the military. Warriors pitted themselves against one another, driving themselves to become ever-stronger; it was a concept that Eri was intimately familiar with.

Jerius' negotiations with the Mandalorians were...surprisingly efficient. She had expected to have to go through a great deal more talking and explanations before being asked to prove anything. Falul had been much more cautious to join a war against the Empire, though Eri supposed that these Mandalorians already knew the Empire to be their enemy. They knew what they wanted, knew what they were willing to do to get it, and seemed like they just wanted to test that Eri's people would be willing to do the same. She guessed that it was likely helpful that she was in the company of a fellow Mandalorian, but Eri still found the simplicity of it all to be refreshing.

The word "Tarentatek" meant nothing to Eri. However, she had already taken the time to look into what the Rancor creature that Jerius had mentioned was, and she had not been deterred by that. Even if a Tarentatek was more dangerous, as Jerius' reaction seemed to imply, Eri did not fear fighting a beast. Sanghelios and its colonies had their own share of dangerous predators, and Eri had hunted many of them. Before she was finally allowed to join the military, it was one of the few ways she had available to test her skills in true, deadly combat.

Although Eri's helmet obscured her face, her quick, unwavering response demonstrated no hesitation. "Very well, I shall kill whatever beast you desire. What are your terms for how I may pursue this kill?"
Dr. Fiona O'Connell and Narak 'Chorna - The Immaculate Aegis





"Oh, right, where are my manners?" The Human woman remarked before reaching out and shaking McKay's hand. "Doctor Fiona O'Connell. Sorry, the Sangheili have very...different manners, I've gotten out of the habit. I've been working for the last few years on join Human-Sangheili projects to reverse-engineer Covenant and Forerunner technologies. As you can probably guess, neither me nor Narak here are permanent crew of the Aegis. We were basically just hitching a ride to Sanghelios from one of the outer colonies when the ship was taken from our universe."

As Dr. O'Connell had been speaking, Narak grabbed two of the Human datapads and approached McKay, though before saying anything, he extended his hand as well to shake McKay's. Even if Sangheili had a different form of manners, he was evidently familiar with Human customs. "Narak 'Chorna. I am an Artisan-Engineer. Here are the schematics for this vessel's slipspace borer." He explained simply and directly as he handed one of the datapads to McKay, then Strevrols in turn.

"Feel free to download any of the information on there to your own devices." O'Connell remarked. "We converted it all to the file formats of this universe, so if you have interpreted those, then your devices should be able to make sense of it. You'll also find a short primer on slipspace theory in there that you might want to look over." She said, referring to the fifty-three page document attached to the schematics.

At that point, the door to the science lab opened once again, prompting O'Connell to stand once again and peer out to see who it was. "Ah, great timing." She commented as another being entered the room: one far different from any other being they had yet seen aboard the ship. It was a bulbous, floating organism with many tentacles and a long head with six eyes. It arrived under armed guard, which did not seem to bother O'Connell as she stood up to approach it.

"Let's see, which one are you..." She began, her voice trailing off as she seemed to stare intently at the creature's elongated head. "Ah, this is Floats Easily. It is an Engineer, or...Huragok, as the Shipmaster probably described them to you."
The tarp that the Ratman dropped onto Taylor was only...minorly effective. It might have prevented someone at a far distance who was not paying close attention from taking notice of it, but Taylor still had a distinctly non-human silhouette, and obviously glowing eyes. Nevertheless, Darkspire seemed to know the area well enough to help them navigate away from prying eyes.

Inside the clinic, Taylor found itself rather surprised. At first, it did not seem much out of place, perhaps somewhat nice for the district it was in, but still a clinic. It was only once they were given access to the rest of the clinic that Taylor was surprised. Lab? An operating room? This seemed like more of a small hospital than an actual clinic. Though, if it meant more equipment and supplies that Taylor could use, it certainly would not complain.

"Hmm...thank you. This place...it reminds me..." Taylor began, though its voice soon trailed off. It just stared in silence for a few moments at parts of the clinic with an impossible-to-interpret gaze. Taylor was still not sure of the nature of this "Orwell" person. But, it had chosen to trust Darkspire for now, and she had told them to trust Orwell. Although, at the moment, Taylor was less concerned about the outside and more concerned about the problems right in front of it. Taylor's attention was, once again, fixated onto William. Now that it had a clinic at its disposal, it could more effectively tend to his needs. "William, you need to lie down and rest. I see you are still weak; you were having trouble staying up when you were walking. The burns would not cause this...there is something else wrong with you. What are all the symptoms you are experiencing, William?"
Lorag, standing in the opposite corner of the tent, gave a cynical huff upon Ariel's last comment. "Right..."

"'Friend' might be a...generous word for Neesa." Meesei elaborated. "But you might also be right. In speaking with the Psijics and...others, I did have some of the same thoughts as well. It is being bound to my body that is keeping my soul together, so I have wondered if I might be able to bind it to something else after death. My soul is already bound to my beast spirit, but...not in the same way. Not in a way that would keep it together, currently. Perhaps Neesa might be able to apply her experience to some of your ideas? I am certainly willing to try whatever might work, in these next few days. I am particularly interested in trying, well...something with my beast spirit, I am just not sure what."

Meesei turned her attention to the rest of her pack in general. "I know it is getting late, and none of us should lose too much sleep over this in the next few days. We will need to be well-rested for the invasion. Ariel, if you do wish to stay and help directly, I would certainly appreciate it. You can have a tent here, or you can use my personal quarters back in the Silent City, if you would rather not stay overnight in a Plane of Oblivion. But, do not feel guilty if you have to return back to your home in Thorn. Even if you just leave notes, I would appreciate any help you can give. I plan on starting on this problem in earnest first thing tomorrow morning."

"Fendros, Lorag..." Meesei began, turning her head towards the two of them. "If it is not too much trouble, would you mind taking on some of my responsibilities here in the camp, so that I can focus more time on this?"
Eri 'Moram - Dxun





By the time Eri's team stepped off their shuttle, they were all armed and alert. It was a delicate balance, remaining non-aggressive while simultaneously being prepared for the very real dangers that might be present around them. Dxun, as Jerius had described, was a dangerous place all on its own, Mandalorian clans or no. However, being in such a large group meant that an attack by predators was not terribly likely. Even the most dangerous of creatures still had survival instincts. Usually. For now, they just kept their eyes on their motion trackers and their hands near their weapons, ready to draw if attacked.

Dxun was certainly a lively world, if their motion trackers were any indication, but Eri and her team were experienced enough to be able to separate out an organized group from the sporadic movements of animals. As such, Eri was not surprised when Jerius stopped them, and she too motioned for her team to keep their weapons holstered. Being that Jerius was the one who was knowledgeable about these Mandalorians, she allowed him to be the one to speak for now.



Thaz - Samus' Gunship




Thaz was quick to make herself comfortable once onboard Samus' ship. It was fairly small, though still larger than Thaz had expected looking at it from the outside. At the very least, there was enough space for her to sit down, or to stretch her legs if she wanted. She found a place to put down her beam rifle, just to get its weight off of her back, then took off her helmet and put it down beside it. She was trained and conditioned to carry around her beam rifle out in the field for extended times, but it was still a rather heavy weapon, and she preferred to put it down when she could afford to.

While Thaz did move up closer to Samus once she heard Jerus' voice, she did not say anything quite yet. Samus was the shipmistress here, and Thaz could be respectful of that.
Eri 'Moram - Nu-Class Shuttle





Both Eri and a few of the other Sangheili nearby gave a few short laughs at one of Mando's suggestions. "An unarmed fight against a Human? I would have to have an...optimistic opponent. Perhaps the strongest and most skilled Human could best a Sangheili minor without a weapon, but...I am far beyond that. This rancor hunt sounds more likely, but I should be perfectly capable of that as well. Sangheili learn to hunt and kill from the time we are fledglings."



Thaz - The Resurgence




Thaz lifted her beam rifle back into place on her back, then nodded to Jerus. "Sounds simple. As long as I can see them, I can take their heads."

Stepping up alongside Samus, Thaz gave her armor a closer look, in particular her weapon. "Didn't get to see you fight on that ship. Shipmaster will be eager to hear what you can do. I'm eager to see it, too. See if it was more than a...fluke."
Thaz - The Resurgence





"Hold on." Thaz replied quickly, jumping up to her feet before either of the bounty hunters could leave. "You can buy whatever you want when you have the credits, but there's something else. Shipmaster's going to want us to be able to get our own credits too, eventually. But we don't know this galaxy, how things work. He wants to be cautious. You, uh... other Human bounty hunter. With the weird powers. You know how things work here. Shipmaster wanted me to ask to come along, learn things. And see how good you two really are."

Thaz grabbed her beam rifle and hefted it up into her arms. "Shipmaster wanted to send our best hunter. Send me. I've hunted bounties before, and I'm the best sniper on the ship."
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