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Dibs on 2!

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

Six backed off a step, lifting his hands in a placating gesture, feeling a bit of heat at the back of his neck. When it was just him and Hark, things were so much easier--just get their job done and go home. He couldn't think of a time they'd contested on how to handle things; ever since their first meeting they'd been completely in sync, in every aspect of their lives.

Hay spoke up, and Six cocked his head. "What? Jackdaw's plan sounds fine--if Varus is hurt, he'll have to deal with it. He's our leader, but we can function fine without him, and I certainly don't think he'd want us all halting the mission just to go look for him. Two people can get him and catch up plenty quickly, and then we won't all have to sacrifice time trying to track him down." As far as Six knew, pilots didn't have much authority here, especially against a seasoned soldier.

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

Maybe the Dawn got that their signal cut and in a 1300's Scotland level of awesome-planning went "let's just send another one it'll be fine"

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Huzzah! :D If you don't mind my asking, how do you plan on picking who gets who?

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

Six's brow furrowed under his mask. "What's a tech gonna do on a manhunt? Take me to find Varus, I've tracked before. He said himself, we haven't got any signals. Hay can hobble--Rennac can help him walk, and Ryder can guard them. We'll make a quicker team, get Varus faster, and get the group back together more quickly."

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

Six hovered lightly around--Hay took care of himself, and everyone else seemed to be alright. He shifted his position nearer to Jackdaw--she seemed to be taking up the helm, after all. "Any plans for the next move?"

If Hark had been here, he'd have offered them to split off from the ship, see if they could backtrack far enough to find Varus and get the full team back together. They'd done more dangerous things, after all, and after so long in a place that was mostly other people he was itching for some time with just him and Hark again. A lot of missions had been like this, for them--dump the two alone on some planet, and wait for them to call back with a completed mission. Most of his best memories were of those times--making their way forward against rough odds, days spent travelling with the scenery flying by, nights together under whatever stars and moons the planet happened to have ...

But this was all hypothetical, and right now, he couldn't think about that. He had to focus on how these people and him would get themselves out of this scrape.

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

I don't see why s/he couldn't have just been put on the ship as well, just not really mentioned earlier. Like I mean, I guess it would be a little awkward to shoehorn in, but it'd be a lot easier and make more sense than other options. I mean, as far as I know Varus doesn't just get to straight up pick and choose who goes on the Dawn, and it'd be simplest.

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

Six followed the instruction, putting his hands against the man's limb and snapping his weight into it sharply. He was loathe to admit it, but the straight-up following orders was ... not a part he was much used to. Hadn't been a team player before Hark, and after that it was just the two of them. Not from his own personality, or really his choice--just how he'd always been set up. He felt he was a friendly enough person, but he'd never been given a team before, certainly not a leader, and he was worried he'd follow orders too blindly trying to make sure he didn't look a rebel.

Argent Dawn (Space Based RP)

Six snagged some of the supplies, taking the box closer to the injured man and pulling what he thought he'd need closer to him--something for the pain, a couple of things that looked like they could splint a leg, a couple kinds of bandages to secure it around him. "I'll straighten the leg if you need it," he offered, trying to be as comforting as a gas-mask with spikes could be.

He knew he was with a capable group--they'd make do, they were clever and they weren't completely without supplies. But still, he could feel in his gut that Hark would be useful here, Hark could get them out of this and find Varus and get them all together, and he missed his partner more than ever. Irrationally, he wondered whether the other would be worried about him--hadn't messaged him since before he armored up, after all, and with the threat seeming to be based around technology, doing so now would not only be difficult, but a bad idea at that--best to save what use they could of their electronics.