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Post by Quatrich on Sept 30, 2010 12:13:25 GMT -5
The Thresher Blood's ship, Onyx, exited FTL in view of the large, blue orb that sat quietly in space. It's been a year since the crew has seen Earth. Lier raced his fingers across his dashboard and the ship began to disappear in the dark empty void of space.
"Camoflauge engaged, Captain." said Lier, "Probability of detection by hostiles and Alliance radar is less than 2.9%."
"Alright, bring her in gently, Lier." replied the Captain, "Get in contact with HQ, tell them to lower their shields as we submerge."
With that order, Lier went on to tap the dashboard quickly. A green light flickered on the dashboard of the cockpit, signaling an acknowledgement.
As the ship entered the atmosphere, they broke through the white covering of clouds over a vast and blue ocean with a mainland in the distant east. The ship submerged into deep water a few miles from the shores of California and water entered it's hull to stabilize it underwater; much like a submarine would do.. It traveled like a blurred, massive hulk of metal through the deep ocean. As it neared the shorline, it's long ranged lights revealed an underwater facility only twenty miles from California beaches. A long tunnel stetched out from the facility and attached itself to the Onyx's hull. As the hatch opened, the crew walked through, leaving only the pilot, Lier and a few crewmembers to watch over for a while. The lights on the ship went dark and the facility disappeared into a blurr as well.
The only way out of the ship now would be though the dockign bay. But that would lead into the unknown facility. Inside the facility there must be a way to get ot the surface. They must have some kind of sea-craft to make trips into the mainland as well.
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Post by Rakashi "Raven" Yamoki on Oct 6, 2010 15:48:46 GMT -5
Silently, Raven waited as she kept a hold of her weapon for a moment. Soon, she knew that they would reach whatever intended destination was before them. As her eyes looked at her rifle, a bit of emptiness came to her as she rubbed the rifle, cleaning it as she walked to the most obstructed spot in the storage area. She needed to wait, and wait she did.
The sudden shake shook her out of her silence trance as she turned walking to the elevator. The red light of the cargo bay indicated that the outside wasn't allowing the doors to open. She needed another way to escape. The Cerberus armor she was wearing wasn't going to help her sneak off and quickly the infiltrator discarded the armor and took the armor of one of the man she had disarmed before.
It didn't take long to get the armor on as she put on the helmet to go up to the main floor. She was in male made armor and it was uncomfortable to her. However, the sniper ignored it as she activated the elevator using a false id card that the two guards had. Her marks were covered and as the lift went up to the next floor, Raven knew she needed to somehow get out.
The only area she could think that would allow people out of the ship was the area nearest to the main deck of the ship. It was a gamble, and she knew that as she pulled her knife out for a moment, tilting it side to side as she checked if it was still able to be used. As soon as she was satisfied, the blade went back into her strap on her forearm. The door opened as she walked easily out, not attempting to bring attention to herself as her rifle was in a case that was by her feet. She lifted it and walked forward as she tired to figure out exactly where she was and how to escape. [/blockquote]
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Post by Quatrich on Oct 12, 2010 10:09:29 GMT -5
As the disguised stowaway made her way through the corridors of the Onyx, crew members would nod and smile at their fellow crewmate. Little-did-they know, they had a stowaway right under their noses. Lier turned at the sound of the opening boarding doors. The soldiers were long-gone but Lier payed no mind to a lone soldier left behind. He turned and continued with his work.
The docking doors opened and revealed a long tunnel before Raven. Aligned with clear windows on either side. Sea-life swam around the tunnel and occasionally collided with it. The doors on the other side of the docking system slid open, sensing the presence of a life-form. Once she stepped through the doors, the facility became a whole new environment; it was different from the ship in many ways. For one, the walls were colored white and were marked with orange signs guiding the personnel to their intended destination. The environment was much cleaner. Raven's path began with a wall and a hallway stretching East and West. On the wall, an arrow pointing East was marked, Elevator. and another pointing West was designated, Main Hall.
The halls weren't so crowded but the people she did see were dressed in white coats and appeared very clean. Others wore suits and a hand-full would be seen wearing some kind of tight suit similar to those used under battle-armor.
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Post by Rakashi "Raven" Yamoki on Oct 12, 2010 14:15:00 GMT -5
Raven was moving quickly though the halls till the point of decision. The first rule of infiltration had been followed: act as if you belong. There was no reason why the others should question her being there. So, she acted very focused and seemed to have a direction. At the sight of the individual's with white coats, she felt a bit of panic set in her.
"Rakashi?" That voice, I've heard it before... "Rakashi, are you alright?" ...Father? Is that you? Raven shook her head after a moment, giving sort of soft laugh to herself as she walked forward, her weapons in her case as she walked for the main hall. She wanted to find a way out, but an elevator might be under a lot of watch. She needed to find another way out and the woman knew that as she walked normally by.
Her helmet and armor blocked her marks as she moved. She hoped not to draw any more attention to herself then needed. This place reminded her far too much of Cerberus Labs and was rather a less then fond memory.
Let's just try to get through this place as fast as possible and try to get on the next transport out... There are too many humans around. I need a place that is empty of these primates...
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Post by Quatrich on Oct 27, 2010 10:24:16 GMT -5
A wise decision by Rakashi. The elevator was secured by two guards, ordered to deter any non-special personnal from operating it. She would have most likely been found.
Scientist's paid her no mind as she appeared as a regular soldier roaming the halls. The hall she walked down suddenly expanded into a large circular room with two levels seperated by a small step. Seatings circled the center of the room, down three steps while the outer area was used for transit. Men and women sat beside and across each other with books in hand and holograms that seem to hover over their Omni-Tools.
Lining the circumference of the circular room were holo-screens televising an endless loop of a rotating, onyx-black symbol. On the other side of the room another hallway began, from which a patrol of three soldiers wearing similar armor to Rakashi now made their way around the right side of the room. Their bodies firm and eyes piercing. No one escaped their line of sight.
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Post by Rakashi "Raven" Yamoki on Oct 28, 2010 23:53:08 GMT -5
Raven frowned for only a moment under her helmet as she let her fingers tighten around the case handle. All she could do was act as if she belonged. As she looked at the other people she quickly formed her plan as she began to walk forward as if to walk past the three guards. She was trying to act as if their presence was inconsequential to her.
They are nothing... ignore their presence. If they talk to you, tell them you are busy.
Raven's eyes returned to the holopads that were around her and quickly walked to one of the pads. The armor she had resembled that of the other soldiers and thus housed an omni-tool. Quietly and quickly she rose her hand to activate the device and appear to be doing some sort of investigation. Or at least retrieving information.
Let the soldiers pass, but don't hesitate to kill them if they try to stop me. I will escape, one way or another. I'd just prefer it was the option of just getting out. I get tired of killing insignificant worms. Damn humans... think they have some god-given right to have what they have.
They wouldn't handle a moment on Ixion. None of these soft-belly bastards would... I hate humans, salarians, turians, asari... whatever... there is nothing they can understand... when my people were dying they turned their fucking heads and said 'to hell with the human-like slime... let them burn from their own bloodlust'.
They watched as my people were slaughtered... I wish I could return that favor. Maybe I could, maybe I couldn't... who the fuck cares? I don't... It's not like I have a future to look forward to.
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Post by Quatrich on Nov 23, 2010 14:52:09 GMT -5
The soldiers paid no mind to Rakashi. She was just another soldier doing his job, as far as they knew. They passed her and continued out of the room and into the corridor Rakashi just came from. On the South side of the room was a security door, no doubt electronically locked, signified by the red light on the security pad beside the door. On the wall atop the door it read Shops. A large room with various booths providing employess with items of entertainment for purchase. Holo-films, games, clothes, and other things.
On the North side of the room was a door reading, Submersive Chambers. And across the room, on the East side was another corridor with a long passageway and doors lining the walls all the way down.
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Post by Rakashi "Raven" Yamoki on Nov 23, 2010 15:57:17 GMT -5
Raven was silent as she seemed to try to keep from being really noticed. She was looking at some of the holograms with a mere passing interest. Her eyes would look at one for a moment before turning her attention to something else that might have been worth more over worry.
The helmet and armor made sure that no one would be able to see her odd features and appearance that set her apart. For a moment, she just blankly stared at the glowing terminals. This world was not her own; this world was completely alien to her. People walking around and seeming to talk about nothing at all. It was to some extent maddening.
Her head went against the wall as she looked at the books there. The words she couldn't read very fast, thought the words made sense, but the things which held her attention was the images that were beautifully crafted. These terrans were much different then her own kind as apparent by the bits and pieces she could make from the text and the artistic marvels that they drew.
This... what the hell is this? How could creatures that resemble those of Ixion so much.... yet be infinitely different...?
Raven placed down he hologram as she looked quickly to the varies walkways. For a moment her eyes looked to the booth of people selling items that were oddly shaped, yet seemed popular. Others, who seemed to be relaxing, were smiling or intent on the objects before them. For another moment Raven seemed to be troubled as she glanced to her case.
They... they don't hold a weapon... yet there attention is so devoted to such insignificant objects. They are content with a life without the prospect of fighting... no... not content... they are happy... For what? Maybe those objects allow them to ignore the very truth of existence... inescapable mortality.
Quietly, a pair of foot steps echoed on the metal as she walked toward anything that held some sort of layout of the facility. She honestly wanted to leave and just get away from the people. Based on her figure, it was obvious looking that she was a female, thought a tall one. The way she held herself seemed to indicate military experience. The lack of another soldier or team worried the assassin for it might arouse suspicion. She tried to find the way that was most direct to her desire to get out.
I don't want to go down... Submersive Chamber.... I want to go the other way...
Calmly, the assassin turned to walk down toward the eastern side. As long as it didn't lead her to a bunch of armed guards, she would be fine with it. If it did... well... she would have to think fast on what to do. [/size]
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