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Cherk Sab hadnโ€™t been very helpful.

After all, how could he be? Not safe to spew what he knew over a long-distance call. And what little he did know wasnโ€™t exactly helpful. It was always important to keep a trail, but this time around he was rushed by his employer. It was a time sensitive job that paid well (too well, in hindsight), so he was forced to forego his usual obsessive background check. Whoever had hired him was cleverer than most of his standard patrons, but at the very least he made sure to track down the cretinโ€™s address. Now it was just a matter of hitching a ride across Omega to knock on her door.

A couple of calls later and the volus was out the door, waddling through the crowded station to meet with a colleague whoโ€™d give him a lift. The volus kept his eyes open, watching the folk around him as he watched for any signs of an attempt on his life. Could never be too careful here on Omega, especially when you were about to hit the front of the extranet yourself. On his side hung his trusted executioner, surprisingly innocuous all things considered. Standard fare on this lawless asteroid, but also a huge red flag for anyone looking to hassle him.

At least Iโ€™m getting out of the house.

Cherkโ€™s thoughts were narrow and concentrated, matching his footwork as he continued down the bustle. He approached a shuttle bearing familiar markings and gave a carefully timed two knocks to the driver before hopping into the passenger seat. The two didnโ€™t talk โ€“ this was a business meeting, not a personal outing โ€“ but the ride passed quickly as it made its way to the Fumi District. It wasnโ€™t a part of Omega that Cherk visited regularly, so he made sure to load a map up on his omnitool, taking the quick download time to look out the window and get a glimpse of the huge facility.

Cherk quite liked the layout of Omega, but tonight he was just worried that he might spot a rocket headed toward him. That rocket, of course, never came.

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๐‡๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง ๐‡๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐‹๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ

Though he was thankful, he caught himself thinking that whoever had blown that luxury liner to smithereens probably hadnโ€™t thought this far ahead. He chased the thoughts down with a snide, Sloppy work. Cherk kept his eyes open as he waddled out of the shuttle with his Batarian chauffeur, a former slaver turned โ€“ well, a current slaver, just working for the right people this time. Cherkโ€™s respirator sounded as he pulled up an address to punch into his map.

Culi Hen
2145 Lead Road, Apt. 678
Zumi District

Staring down at the thing, he couldnโ€™t help but think that the name was fake. He wasnโ€™t too familiar with Asari culture, but Culi Hen sounded too made up to him. Maybe he was just reading into things a bit too much, but he was too short on time to really dig his fingers into things. Regardless of whether it was real or fake, this was who hired him, and so he had to bag her for questioning. โ€œOdham, get your nets ready. Iโ€™ll go in first, see if I can get her to come along quiet.โ€ The volusโ€™s tone was strictly professional, and he saved his breath for the end of the sentence.

Cherk buzzed the residence once, and when he was greeted by the face of an Elcor his guard shot up. โ€œHello, Iโ€™m looking for aโ€ฆโ€ Cherk pretended he was checking a list, as if he hadnโ€™t spent the last ten minutes memorizing a name as he tried to get through the streets of this unfamiliar District, โ€œCuli Hen?โ€ His respirator squeaked as he looked back to the Elcor answering the buzz. โ€œWith frustration: One second.โ€ The face on the other end flared as the Elcor exhaled before walking off and mumbling something in the background. In a few short moments, the Asari popped up on screen. โ€œYeah what is โ€“ oh shit.โ€ Her eyes recognized the volus, and he shifted to the side uneasily. โ€œThere seems to have been an issue with payment processing, and my omnitool is on the fritz, so I figured Iโ€™d drop by to discuss options.โ€ His respirator, again, squeaked, almost as if it was trying to play up the unassuming nature of the volus. However, it didnโ€™t take much for an Omega resident to detect the threat in his words.

Luckily, the Asari buzzed him in anyways.

As the volus wandered into the building, he shot off a quick message to Odham,

Care โ€“ Unidentified Elcor.

Cherk hopped into an elevator and passed the time by messaging a few of his guild members on Galaxy of Fantasy. Just the usual banter followed by a couple of more technically inclined directions to secure some loot later. Schedules meant that only a few people would be on, so a part of him felt obligated to get his job done quick so he could hop on and help them. Upon arriving at the door to the apartment, Cherk made sure to dust himself off enough to look presentable. He practiced a few openers before extending his hand to ring the residents inside and stood suspiciously still as he waited.

A few more moments later, and the door opened to the Elcor from earlier. He marched out of the apartment rather abruptly and continued going until he was gone. Cherkโ€™s respirator sighed in relief, but on the inside, he was trying to figure out how to quickly get a message to someone to follow him out. Anybody could be in on it, and it would have been unfortunate to let someone worm out of his grasp. He quickly pulled up his omnitool and shot off a message to his Batarian companion, typing it out so fast that it was riddled with typos.

Now, that simply wouldnโ€™t do. Each recursive attempt to correct it at the same speed only ended in failure, and after the third or fourth time, he resorted to starting the message over to make sure it came across clearly. By the time he was done, the Asari from earlier was giving him an impatient look, and he was sure that he was being overly suspicious. His respirator sounded in the awkward silence as he looked up to her.

โ€œSorry, had to send a message to someone on Galaxy of Fantasy. Do you play?โ€

It was the least suspicious thing he could think to say.

โ€œSo, whatโ€™s this about payment? Could we get this over with quick, I sent my friend to grab some food and Iโ€™d like you to be gone by the time he gets back.โ€

โ€œAh, I was hoping that maybe you could come down to discuss the details with my associates and I in the Carrd District. Weโ€™ve completed the job and โ€“โ€

โ€œWell, I donโ€™t have the money yet. Could I swing by tomorr-โ€

Cherkโ€™s hand hovered down near his trusted Executioner, and his tone turned a bit more serious at the mention of no money. He wasnโ€™t as displeased as he let on, but he figured itโ€™d be a good excuse to kidnap her. Couldnโ€™t much do anything about it in Omega anyhow. But really, he just liked playing up the threats. And maybe he was a bit touchy about the money. Just a bit, honest.

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Culi Henโ€™s real name was Halixse Sedeeri, and her Elcor friend was named Carrlon. Theyโ€™d both put up rather miniscule fights (though, truthfully, it had been Odham whoโ€™d scrapped with the Elcor, and it had also been him whoโ€™d helped bring haul him into an interrogation room โ€“ well, really, that one was a combined effort from a few folks he had to call in for assistance). Everything they said seemed to point to the fact that they didnโ€™t have any real idea to what was going on, theyโ€™d been paid off by someone else to request the job, and the poor bozos didnโ€™t even remember the name of their own employer. Halixse was high out of her mind, and Carrlon was either putting on one hell of an act, or he was truly just that absent minded. Cherk didnโ€™t know which possibility was more frustrating.

Interrogation wasnโ€™t exactly his strong suit, but he was determined to get something more tangible out of the two. The past hour or so had been exciting, but more importantly, it had meant that he hadnโ€™t had a chance to check his omnitool for a while. He had a few messages from higher ups, a few job requests, and more importantly, frantic requests for him to hop onto Galaxy of Fantasy. The volus lamented the fact that heโ€™d let things get so out of hand, but he figured heโ€™d get to them later. Except the messages from higher up โ€“ he had to get to those right away.

Mostly small things โ€“ โ€œOh, did you finish adding up those numbers yet?โ€, โ€œIโ€™ll put a hole in your suit and watch you squirm if you donโ€™t hurry up with those numbers.โ€, โ€œI heard you play Galaxy of Fantasy.โ€, โ€œYou really shouldnโ€™t be playing games while youโ€™re supposed to be sorting numbers.โ€, โ€œSERIOUSLY, IF YOU DONโ€™T FINISH THOSE NUMBERS SOON Iโ€™LL FEED YOU TO A KROGAN.โ€ โ€“ just the usual chit-chat among frustrated clientele. One did stand out though, something about a job offer that he couldnโ€™t refuse (this time from a source he knew was good). It was low stakes, needed a team that could get it done quick, etc. etc. Cherk glanced it over and shot a response to the sender, confirming that he had a team that could take it on, all he needed were the details.

To: Ardan Parvius, Cheyenne Jung, Khosin Grathe Sedgoroh, Koriโ€™andh nar Chayym, Kyo Zhang, Naryxa Kesir, Zaash Gakkez
From: Cherk Sab
Title: Update on the Incident at New Syrtis

Hello all,

Unfortunately, it seems that we were hired through a proxy. Luckily, weโ€™ve detained our proxy along with a potential accomplice, so we should have a reliable lead soon. I was hoping to get this out of the way sooner, but weโ€™ll have to wait until their systems are clean to see if theyโ€™re a bit more clearheaded. If youโ€™d like to ask them questions yourself, please feel free. We currently have a small villa of sorts located in the Carrd District if you need lodging for the next few days. It is rare that a mission goes this sour, and Iโ€™d like to apologize for not vetting it properly. It was a time-sensitive gig that offered an unrealistic amount of money, something which would have been too good to pass up.

Iโ€™m sure that you all have your suspicions (wise, especially in this part of the galaxy), but I can assure you I had nothing to do with this incident. Unfortunately, we will most likely not be receiving payment for this job, so as a gesture of good will, I have forwarded each of you your share of 1/10th of the funds we were promised from my own pocket. That works out to roughly 1666 Credits for each of you, with the remainder being set aside for Koriโ€™andh, whose share I have transferred to the appropriate individuals.
Additionally, seeing as how I did hire you for a mission as opposed to a framing, I would also like to extend another offer to you. I will forward it to those of you still interested in working with me as soon as the details are passed along to me.

Again, there is relatively safe lodging here if you need somewhere to lay low while this whole ordeal blows by, and I would recommend coming down regardless of whether you have something worked out somewhere else.

Sincerest apologies,
Cherk Sab
After careful consideration and hours of scraping through Dossiers, @Amaranth and I have determined which of you folk would be most suited for our current mission.

To start, we'll list those who we felt did not make the cut. Comments here will be rather barebones because of HIPAA. If you are curious about your case, please submit a PM to @Scrub Mage.

@DJAtomika Hazan does not meet the standards set by other applicants.
@Fallenreaper Vellios does not meet the standards set by other applicants.
@Lotrix Molick Tinari does not meet the standards set by other applicants.

@Star Lord Yanagita Shunji is a fine character, but unfortunately, there are a few issues which prevent us from accepting him at this time. If there is an opening, you'll be kept in mind.
@Eisenhorn While we quite liked Voto'tos, we feel that the role he fills is occupied by other characters of just slightly higher quality. Should their be an opening, you'll be kept in mind.
@Rtron I absolutely adore Key. I don't dish out this comment often at all, so please take it for all that it is worth. If there is an opening, you'll be kept in mind.

Now for the rest of you lot. Again, I'll keep my comments rather plain in comparison to what I want to write, but this is simply because I have spent the last two days stewing over your characters and cannot wait to take a break. As with above, PM me if you'd like more specificity regarding my thoughts.

@Dervish Ardan is a straight-edge with a bit of neurosis. From the application you've submitted it is clear that you crafted your character with an eye aimed toward the rich Turian culture and with a desire to have a fully realized individual. All that I would recommend is doing a quick proofread before switching Ardan over to the characters tab.

@Stormflyx Naryxa is the mother the group needs. Her view seems to be much more tame than some of the others, but her long history will give her an insight that the other characters seem to lack. Personally, I am interested in seeing how you handle PTSD with an Asari. Just about the only notes I would before switching her over to the character tabs would be mostly just to do some light proofreading. Personally, the second-to-last paragraph raises some questions about the seriousness of her Mercenary career for me, but I will leave that to your discretion.

@Spoopy Scary Shy is a golden god. Move her over. The only thing I'd have you do is some proofreading. It feels like you got tired while writing the application, so just clean some of that up so it flows better, thanks.

@Hank Kyo is, aside from Key, the character which screams Shadowrun the most to me. His background in Corporate Espionage also makes him a prime candidate for the work the crew will be doing. The only thing I'd really like to see out of him is more specificity regarding the philosophies he draws from, but as it stands now I am fine with him moving over to the characters tab. Also, even though it is a joke, please remove the line regarding Kai Leng from the misc.

@Mortarion Khosin is a great foil to Ardan, given his reformed racism. His character reminds me of Gaichu from Shadowrun: Hong Kong, and his viewpoints will provide a nice contrast to just about everyone in the party. His philosophy of war offers combined with the aforementioned reformed racism offer an interesting character dynamic that I don't think is present in the others. Just do some proofreading and cleaning up before moving him on over.

@Heat Zaash provides an interesting take on a Vorcha. Not only that, but considering the amount of people who hate Vorcha for no good reason in this party, it will be interesting to see how they change with him in their lives. While we're not exactly sure what the extent of Vorcha biotics is in-universe, I am willing to take a leap and let the Vanguard get through. Aside from proofreading, all that we require you to do is carefully consider the effects of addiction on a Vorcha. A part of me wonders if it would be possible for a Vorcha to become addicted to Red Sand in the first place, considering their physiology is hyper-adaptable to conditions including resource scarcity. I'd say you are accepted, but before moving over to the Character Tab let's have a discussion to figure that bit out.

Alright, now that you're all out of the way, I suppose I can devote time to planning the rest of the RP. : ^ )
I donโ€™t think Amaranth plopped up a Discord server yet, so hereโ€™s a link:

Iโ€™ll tell her to add it onto the OOC.
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