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@Theyra Is he going to do any of this?



Perhaps though I did not realize I was using an npc char for an appearance. So I will be changing it.
Name: Jaden
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Role: Hunter
Weapons: Insect Glaive with a Bilbobrix Velox Kinect is his main with two other secondary weapons. A lightbow gun and a hunting horn.
Armor:


Bio:
Jaden had always wanted to be a hunter, just like his mother. Always eager to learn more about being a hunter from his mother whenever she was at home and not away on a mission. Telling him stories of her past hunts and when he was old enough. She started to teach him about how to fight as a hunter. Something that Jaden excelled at and when he was old enough to join the hunters. He was more than prepared and was assigned to a master hunter that was a friend of his mother.

The pair would hunt down monsters together but, his first true test of being a hunter started visiting his family when a Kirin appeared and attacked the village. Jaden wasted no opportunity, and along with his master and mother, they tried to fight off the Kirin. Though Jaden would not see the end of the fight after he was kicked by the Kirin and then promptly electrocuted by the Kirin's lightning. Knocking him out, and the next thing Jaden knew, he was resting in a bed. Turned out the Kirin was eventually drive off, and the village was saved. No one knows what provoked the Kirin to attack the village but, noting Jaden's skill and bravely while fighting it. He was offered a chance to join the new fleet traveling to the New World. Seeing a chance to see new lands and explore it. He accepted and is eager to see what lies in the New World.
Osum Tol


Okay, good now that is out of the way, Osum thought. At least one person is fine with his job. Or at least seems okay with him being a medic. Not sure of the others but, it should not be a problem in his experience bearing that one time with those batarians. Those fricking pricks and after getting rid of that angry memory. Osum was slightly nervous about Key's driving as they went to their destination. It is one thing that he is not used to being in traffic on the Citadel, and it is another thing when going as fast as was allowed. Combined, it made him uneasy, and he eagerly waited for them to finally arrive at the villa.

Once they had arrived, Osum was relieved and quickly got out of the shuttle. Curiously watched as a woman approached Jorge and give him a disc before departing as soon as she appeared. Must be someone helping them, Osum thought as he turned his attention to the rest as they were coming up with ideas for what to do. Osum was in the boat of disabling the mechs first. Prototype security mechs do not exactly sound like easy bots to take down, and he would rather not have to face them. That and with the mechs out of the way without firing a shot means less of a chance that his skills are needed. Something he is all for.

Speaking up, "Yeah, I say we go with disabling the mechs. These prototypes might pack a bigger punch than normal, and with them out of the picture, this will be an easier mission." It would be nice to be on a mission that is not a shoot first and shoot later. Like some of the missions he has been on. Hopefully, this will not be one and one that will go quietly. One can hope.

This sounds fun, I am in
Okay sorry to say this but, I do not think I got it in me to continue. So I am out and good luck with the rp.
@Sep Sorry for the late response but I am still here, just been preoccupied the last few days. I will try and get a post up soonish.
Osum Tol


Well, that went better than I expected, he thought. Despite the scream from one of the humans and well the fact, the quarian will not share a room with him. He had worse introductions, really, and some of his new teammates seemed fine. Though he knows he should not take offense to it or take it personally since well how his kind is seen. But, Osum could not feel a bit of anger to the quarian and to Lantea about the comment about his race's lifespan. He does not need reminders of his short lifespan. Still, Osum figures that he can work with these people. Better than the people he has to work with out in the Terminus Systems. So that is a plus, at least.

Then without warning, did their team leader, another human finally arrived, and apparently so did starting the mission. Quickly introducing himself before briefing them on the mission. Osum quickly getting out of his way and turned his gaze to the t.v. Paid attention to the briefing and when it was over. Osum smiled as he went straight for his weapons that were in his bags, his good old M-12 Locust and Striker Pistol. These two have served him well since becoming a merc and have yet to fail him.

After getting his weapons, Osum sighed at the sight of his teammates equipping their armors. They did not really make armor that Vorcha can use he has found. As he would be wearing one if he could, but he is not meant to be on the frontline, and so he should be safe in the back. Most of the time that is true, and they are on the Citadel, so nothing major is going to be in their way, right? Osum can't imagine this accountant has that much security. Granted, he has been in one firefight here already though that was with a gang. The accountant of a Spectre might have some tricks up her sleeve.

Well, only one way to find out, and so Osum got in the back of the Skyhawk. He did not have a problem with Key driving, and she was probably a better driver than he is with navigating the mess that is traffic on this station. Sitting down, Osum spoke up, realizing that he has yet to tell them what his job is."Oh yeah, I will be the team's medic, so if anyone gets hurt, you got me to count on, and I am good with my job." Most people get confused with that part since they never expect a Vorcha to be a medical professional. Then when someone goes gets hurt, they are surprised more that he knows what he is doing. Either way, time to see how this team reacts but, more importantly, see if his medical skill will be needed on this mission.
Osum Tol


Here he is, in the beating heart of Citadel space, the Citadel itself. A place Osum would have never thought he would ever come to. A place he doubts many Vorcha have been, as well as he watched what he could from the comfort of his sky taxis. Taking in what he could as the driver effortlessly navigated to what seemed to Osum to be a chaotic swarm of skycars, There was no way he could navigate this traffic on his own, especially on his first visit to the Citadel. He remembers when Teryda spoke about the Citadel and how much of a marvel it is. That fits that bill, and Omega does not hold a candle to this place. Not even close, and he thought Omega was big. Osum let out a short chuckle, and the only reason he is here is for a Council sanction black ops mission that deals with a rogue Spectre. Funny what kind of situations brings people to wonderful locations.

Then Osum reached the right ward and district. His sky taxis touching down, and Osum paid the driver and collected his bags from the trunk. He watched as the taxis left and joined the swarm of skycars above. Now Osum would have taken the time to sightsee and get a look around. But, he was here for a reason and the fact that since he was a vorcha. It means that Osum sticks out like a really sore thumb, and most races would probably be wondering why a vorcha is hanging around. Though he has noticed that humans, for the most part, do not really know of his kind so to them, he would just be an exotic alien they have not seen before. This means for Osum that they will not be so judgmental when seeing him. However, this just reinforces the fact he will stick out and will not be able to blend in. Osum sighed at what he expects to have eyes on him and started to make his way into the district. Waiting for when he will get instructions where this safehouse actually is.

It took about half an hour of wandering before getting a message about where the safehouse was. A place called Livilla Towers and based on where he was. Osum just happened to be close, just ten minutes away. So Osum started to make his way there and like he thought. People were eyeballing him, mainly the humans who, from what he could hear. The one reason he likes Omega more than the Citadel. He can blend in on Omega, and here not so much. At least Osum knows that the humans will not bother him, really. Unless a more knowledgeable alien spills the beans and tells them about his people, they are wrong about him, of course, seeing how he is not the average vorcha but that getting people to believe that... might be hard.

Finally, Osum found Livilla Towers, and despite some initial resistance from some human security guards. More wondering what the heck he was than anything. Osum got into the elevator, and after a short ride. He punched in the code once he was at the door of the safehouse and quickly discovered that he was not alone. Three others were already there, his new teammates. An asari, a human, and a quarian. Now Osum wonders how they will react to having a vorcha on their team, let alone a medic. Well, time to find out, and after placing his bags next to the door of one of the rooms. Osum spoke up, sounding friendly as he walks to meet his new team. "Hey, I am Osum, and nice to meet you all."




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