Mass Effect X-3: "Until Our Last Breath" [OPEN/ACCEPTING]

[whirlwind 090210]

Otium Aris

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Sooooo-lider Man!
Traveling the galaxy,
Looking at all he can seeeee,'

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Before a rather unamused Aris could respond with another question, she made her guess. Turning his head back the arena, Aris merely closed his eyes. Everything said about his fighting ability was true, and fighting a Krogan was probably chump change. As far as was concerned, two at once...Especially one being the Krogan who served on their hip the past year, may have been the exception.

"So perhaps he can tire out both Krogan...Or at least, the one he's fighting currently," he stated, crossing his arms, "In addition to that determination, he's as brutal as a Krogan in a fight. But obviously, if he wants to win, he'll have to do it hard, and he'll have to do it fast."

Briefly turning his head to face the cheering crowd, Aris shrugged, frowning as he shook his head. "And now that I think about it, you'd with all the crimes you'd hear about this place, you wouldn't expect an arena...Wait, no, scratch that," an perplexed Aris quickly stammered. As silly as his question was, Aris was seriously considering the question.

In his short time on Omega however, he knew he shouldn't have been surprised. He'd just wish for leaving without much trouble, but that was a little complex apparently.

"I wish we'd be speculating with better circumstances, though. But I guess if we didn't have bad luck, we'd have no luck at all...Not that it does us much good."
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Soolldier man!
Moving as fast as he can be...
Soolllddier m-mnananan....
Soldier man!
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[JesterXI]

"I reckon we should set a vending machine on fire and toss it out the window! Viva la Resistance!"



Veronica smirked at Otium unamused look. He needed to lighten up, despite everything that had happened things were finally looking up, everyone else was in high spirits despite the probable chance that Owyn Skipper would return with a broken limb... or several. " Hmm, you're right about that one, a single krogan isn't much of a threat to him. But two might just be too much for him, but still... you havent seen anything yet. You think Skipper's kicking a** now? Wait till later into the fight". Veronica grinned and resumed watching the battle. Her grin briefly dropped, there was a chance that Skipper could win, and Veronica would lose the bet... that wouldn't be a good thing as Veronica didn't have 2000 credits. She nodded when Otium voiced his disdain at Speculating under such dire times.

" I know right? This is such a cramped area, someone who knows us could easily sneak and slit throats and remove our corpses before anyone even figures out what's going on... but you shouldn't worry about such things.".

[whirlwind 090210]

Otium Aris

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Sooooo-lider Man!
Traveling the galaxy,
Looking at all he can seeeee,'

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"The only possible way that would work is if anyone stupid enough to attempt that is some black ops specialist. This place is just filled to the brim with thugs. That's all I'm saying." His tone dripping his sarcasm, Aris brought both arms back to his sides.

Omega was a dump, filled with some seedy folk. But he couldn't say that they couldn't get around it quick enough. The other thing that could be realized right now was the group leaving just as quickly as they entered. They had the company of one another while speaking on this debacle.

"So, Skipper will fight smarter and harder? Intriguing," cooed a curious Aris, smirking slightly.
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Soolldier man!
Moving as fast as he can be...
Soolllddier m-mnananan....
Soldier man!
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[Jiggy_Jr]

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The vorcha kept his attention fixated on what was happening in the ring. When Skipper had jumped down there, Jask had been taken aback. Hadn't the human been depressed and apparently 'lost the will to fight' not but an hour or so before? Jask shook his head and grunted down at the scene, trying to get a better view through the sea of excited arena-goers.

Despite how down Skipper had seemed to be only a little while ago, he really seemed to be back to how he remembered him from over a year ago. Confident (maybe a little over-confident) and ready for action. And he would be lying if he'd said he wasn't happy to have the human back. Especially if it meant that the asari was no longer in charge...

He stood up a little taller to see in front of a particularly loud batarian that was standing in front of him as the crowd went wild when Skipper was tackled into a wall. Jask hissed with displeasure and narrowed his eyes down at the ring and flexed his claws at his sides. Even he realized that there was no sense in battering the new captain to the point that he wouldn't be able to do his job! And while this human was tough, he really doubted that he'd be able to match strength with a krogan. Jask continued to watch, and blinked in surprise as Skipper was somehow able to dodge Krogan's next charge and even send him sprawling to the ground with a quick blow to the shins. Perhaps this human wasn't strong enough to beat a krogan, but he might have been ingenuitive enough.

Jask let out another growl and looked back over to the others. He spotted Veronica talking to Otium, and Velorix seemed pretty engrossed in the fight as well. But when he couldn't spot the asari, he exhaled in irritation and was about to turn back towards the arena when he caught sight of her a little ways away, talking to someone. He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes slightly at the human, wondering who he was. He'd never heard of him before, and he also hadn't heard anything about going to Omega to meet with anyone other than Skipper. He sniffed in annoyance and kept his gaze fixated on the pair, reaching out and shaking Veronica on the shoulder and gesturing to them to bring her's and Otium's attention to them. He'd always been skeptical of potential newcomers, especially after the last year.

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[Captain Teeb]

"I'm like a freaking dead people factory."
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The crowd cheered in an incredible uproar as something rather brutal went down in the arena. As Tank rose from the ground he forced his head upwards, headbutting Skipper in the gut causing the Spectre to bend over clutching his midriff and coughing heavily in pain. Tank rose up to thunderous applaud and cheering, but didn't seem to care for it; right now it seemed all on his mind was to prove that Skipper was weak and Nali was the superior leader. As Tank stood tall and looked down on the wheezing Skipper, the human looked up at him defiantly, a familiar fire burning in his eyes that would bring back fond memories to any who had seen it before.

Unfortunately, that wouldn't help him right now. He knew why he was here, and everyone else knew why he was here. Hell, it's why nobody really tried to stop him. He wasn't going to be proven weak. Owyn was going to beat the living crap out of this krogan and then go save the goddamn Galaxy AGAIN.

The former Spectre straightened up and had to crane his neck to look the krogan in the eye. He and Tank stood mere inches from each other, having a small stare-off before Skipper smiled and furrowed his eyebrows. "All right." he said with a shrug before bounding off the ground vertically, gripping the sides of Tank's crest with both hands and headbutting the krogan right in that sweet soft spot that Owyn knew they had. Tank was sent staggering back, while Owyn stood tall and wiped the blood from his lips. Round thee. Ding ding ******** ding.

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Where is he? Omega: Valhalla Arena
And who's he with? Krogan/Tank
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[Specter Flux]

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noli me vocare, ego te vocabo

[apt]Ryan looked back to the arena as the asari turned. Unfortunate, her leaving. He would have enjoyed being able to discuss the fight. And having someone around who knew the combatants personally could only have improved matters. His gaze flickered briefly over other nearby spectators. None of them seemed like a good candidate for random commentary. Most seemed more interested in cheering wildly or placing bets than in light-hearted conversation about humans and their suicidal tendencies.

[apt]The briefest of moments later, though, her voice sounded again. To be honest, Ryan had expected some variation on 'how can I be sure you're not another damn fool after the bounty,' not a reaction to his offhand comment about work. Maybe Valhalla would turn out lucky after all. And he hadn't placed a single bet.

[apt]"So brilliant I could cobble together a functional power shunt with thirty minutes plus your average coffee maker. And so brilliant I would never actually do it." There were perhaps several thousand ways to answer the first question. The second, however, was simple enough. "I have no interest in remaining on Omega." Some distance away, the lone vorcha of the group - an odd sight indeed - was starting to show interest. He resisted the urge to wave, just barely, but for a moment he was half-smiling across the stands.

[apt]"Name's Ryan. You have a datapad? I can give you my resume which is a complete fabrication since its only real purpose is to impress bureaucratic types, and a skills list which is one-hundred percent true since I don't like being expected to do the impossible."

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exitus acta probat

[707sTYPO]

❝If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything.❞

[kitties!]"I have no idea what you just said, but you had me at coffee maker," she admitted. When it came to techy things, the most she'd ever done with them was order them for others. She didn't even have to worry about checking into them to make sure they were legitimate since she'd always gotten them directly through one of Lyrana's business suppliers. Then, of course, there was that brief period of aptitude testing at the beginning of basic training to see where the newbies would fit into everything. It...hadn't taken very long to see that Nali wasn't tech material when everything she touched turned into broken.

[kitties!]"Nali T'Roa," the asari introduced herself, and while it was a little strange, Goddess, did it feel good not to have that little captain bit at the beginning, "And I don't have a datapad on me, but don't worry about the resume. As our captain has so aptly displayed, you'd probably have more luck bumping into the bureaucratic types here on Omega than you would on our ship."

[kitties!]The lady looked back and saw that her team was still there. Well, it was good to know this Ryan character wasn't just a diversion to separate her from the group so they good leave without her. A bit of an odd thing to cause concern, but considering the past year, Nali's paranoia about the crew leaving her was just a little justified. Just a little. "Come back with me. We'll see about introducing you to the others," she said to the man before turning around again to lead him back to the others. At the very least, a couple of them might've been curious to see where she'd gone and what she was doing with a strange human.


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[JesterXI]

"I reckon we should set a vending machine on fire and toss it out the window! Viva la Resistance!"



Veronica shrugged " We've met some pretty ballsy people in our travels, I mean, half of the people we fought last year are a good example, there's Captain and Skipper AND Admiral Faust with us, and those Dark Moon morons still thought their paycheck was a good enough incentive to fight us, none of them made it out alive. So it wouldn't really suprise me if some thug desperate for the money tried to shank us with a sharpened toothbrush, I mean he'd fail miserably but, money's a pretty powerful motivator ya know ". She looked back at the fight feeling quite impressed by Skipper's skillful head butting of the Krogan. She winced at the sound of contact. She turned to Otium momentarily, " Yeah, ALOT harder and most certainly faster... ".

Skipper certainly was amazingly resiliant. Veronica looked a little but concerned... Skipper was gaining the upper hand! The battle was in his favor, and all Veronica could hear was the proverbial sound of credits being flushed a toilet, and not a clean one either. A pale man talking to Nali caught her eye, without glancing away from the man she questioned Otium. " Say Otium? Any idea who that pale man is?".

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noli me vocare, ego te vocabo

[apt]"I'll have to remember those two words then," Ryan said, in reference to the coffee maker. Odd place to run into potential work, and and even odder group of people, but as long as they were reasonably stable, he couldn't care less. And the fact that they were apparently leaving Omega was a bonus.

[apt]And wait. The man in the arena was captain? Like, permanently? Or just on-planet? What exactly would happen if he lost this absurd contest? Wouldn't that be awkward as hell.

[apt]"Come back with me," Nali said. "We'll see about introducing you to the others."

[apt]"Sure." Ryan followed close behind the asari. Now, at least everyone could stare at each other more conveniently. As they threaded their way through the spectators, he waved his hand slightly to the vorcha. The fight was still going on in the arena below, but he resisted the impulse to turn and look, though Skipper's voice sounded over the loudspeakers once again, against all odds.

[apt]Damn, that guy can take a hit. Surprised he hasn't been obliterated yet.

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[whirlwind 090210]

Otium Aris

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Sooooo-lider Man!
Traveling the galaxy,
Looking at all he can seeeee,'

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""Truer words have never been spoken," Aris irritably said in agreement,

Winching backwards after watching Skipper respond to Tank with a headbutt of his own. And just earlier, Tank asserted his dominance on the battlefield. Curious to see what the Krogan's next move would be, the drell leaned forward with a slight smirk. Skipper's history when it came to fighting Krogan was brutal, and this would be no different.

For now, all they'd have to do was sit back and enjoyed the mindless brawl. As he kept his eyes at the fight, Otium said to Veronica, "Funny you should mention them. Amongst all the mercs--hurr?" questioned a puzzled Aris; turning to face the direction Veronica laid her eyes upon, the person talking with Nali was indeed pale.

"Perhaps a business contact? That's the only option I can think of concerning why she's walking with him. You?"
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Soolldier man!
Moving as fast as he can be...
Soolllddier m-mnananan....
Soldier man!
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[Jiggy_Jr]

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As Veronica and Otium discussed who they thought this newcomer was, and just why Nali might have been talking to him, Jask continued to watch both Nali and Ryan with apprehension. He didn't know why the asari was talking to this person, but he didn't particularly like it. Didn't she remember that they had pretty much the whole galaxy chasing after them at this point? He didn't think that they could afford to converse with too many people that they didn't know, let alone invite them over to meet everyone, and let alone someone from Omega!

Jask narrowed his eyes and growled slightly as the asari and Ryan approached them all, watching him with suspicion. He'd never been the most trusting guy to begin with, but with everything that had happened in the last year, he didn't understand why the others didn't seem as concerned as he was. He briefly glanced at the asari in annoyance, she was too trusting. Maybe if she wasn't, they wouldn't have been in this mess in the first place. He was glad Skipper was back now.

He turned to look at the human again when he'd seen him wave, and grunted in indignation. "What are you doing here, human?" He just outright asked. Normally he wouldn't have bothered, but he didn't want to end up in another Duncan-situation.

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[Captain Teeb]

"I'm like a freaking dead people factory."
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Despite having gained a rather impressive black eye from dishing out the headbutt, Owyn stood tall while Tank tried to ascend from his knees, only to be knocked back down to them when Skipper slammed his fist downwards on Tank's crest. While the former Spectre shook his hand -- what? He'd just punched a krogan's crest -- he delivered a powerful punt to Tank's midriff with his leg, sending the krogan onto his back while Skipper took a few steps back with a grin on his face, adopting a crouching stance with his closed fist reared backwards.

Tank got to his feet and slowly began trudging towards Skipper, eventually breaking into full blown krogan charge towards Skipper, though slightly slower thanks to his dazed state. As soon as he came within range, the still crouched Skipper leapt up and spun around in midair, delivering a mindblowingly hard uppercut straight to the krogan's lower jaw. Tank was sent into the air for about two feet before slanding with a thud on his back while Skipper's voice echoed in the moment's silence before incredible applause. "Shoryuken!" and when he landed, he pivoted and took up a sort of "rock and roll powerstance" with both arms thrust towards the downed reptile, index fingers thrust out victoriously. "Skipperised!"

As the crowd applauded the victor, Owyn placed his foot down on Tank's chest before leaning on it and looking down at his victim with a smile on his face. "I'm your boss now, big guy. Soon as you wake up I want you back on my ship." he said, before watching Tank slip into unconsciousness as the five or six medics ran onto the arena. Owyn spoke to the lead medic as his team loaded Tank onto four stretchers. "Back on the Amazon as soon as he's done." he spoke quickly, to which the doctor replied "The Amazon!? But-"

"Yes yes I know who we are! And if you try to turn us in, I'll hunt you down and eat your children!" Owyn yelled to the doctor, who sped off with his team. Meanwhile, Owyn trudged his way over to his crew, enjoying the deafening mix of cheering and booing. He spoke proudly, all black-eyed and bleeding as he was. "Who wants to kiss my boo-boos better? Come on, y'know you wanna." he said, an uncontrollable smile on his victoriously beaten face. Captain Owyn "Krogan Burgers" Skipper was back.
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Where is he? Omega: Valhalla Arena
And who's he with? Shore Party
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[The Blurry Surrealist]

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-----------"It's time for some thrilling heroics."

"Yes yes I know who we are! And if you try to turn us in, I'll hunt you down and eat your children!"

Velorix facepalmed.

That was a classic Skipper line, and though he was glad to have the Captain back to his old self, he just... didn't really know how to properly react to that line other than what he was doing right now. There were no words. Probably never will be. Hell, most 'Skipperisms' blew everything out of the water and made a normal reply impossible. At least Owyn won the fight, so something good came from it, and Velorix only felt slightly sorry for their Krogan teammate, remembering him calling Skipper 'weak' and unfit to lead. It was based on seeing the man as a drunk, broken 'failure' that he'd been before, but still, nobody insults a dudebro and gets away with it. Thankfully Krogan-- or 'Tank', which would probably be his new nickname from now on-- already got his punishment and would probably quiet down after everyone got back to the Amazon...

... Oh, for the love of-- Owyn was really beat up, Velorix realized when the human came walking back, accompanied with one of his light-hearted greetings. Without thinking about the "boo-boo" comment, the Turian rushed over to inspect his friend's injuries and sighed. The doc would have to take a look just in case more than Skipper's nose was broken, but for now he pressed a vial of medi-gel into Owyn's hands with a tired look.

"Dammit Skipper, your real job is to give me heart attacks, I swear," the Infiltrator grumbled as he fussed over the cuts and bruises... Did that man break a rib? "Back to the Amazon we go, before some other poor krogan gets Skipperized and you end up with more than a few minor injuries."

[707sTYPO]

❝If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything.❞

[kitties!]The two of them got to the group, and Nali really didn't care to see whether their eyes were on them or the fight as the last round of the match started. Jask's eyes were on the returning pair, but the asari only noticed when he'd ever-so-tactfully asked about the human's presence. Normally, she would have commented on it, but his suspicion of newcomers was warranted. Hell, if they weren't really hurting for techs, Nali probably would've ended the whole thing as soon as this Ryan had assured her he wasn't stupid enough to try to turn the group in.

[kitties!]Well, that and the fight had ended and a classy warning about consuming offspring blared over the crowd. "As crazy as ever," Nali sighed when Skipper finally returned to the crew as well. ...again, but this time, he was bruised and battered, an issue Velorix quickly stepped forward to handle to some extent. She visibly grimaced at his kissing boo-boos comment, though. The idea of it had always been absolutely absurd. Something about motherly love or whatever, but even considering that, it didn't have any medicinal properties and had never been shown to heal wounds faster. The maiden shook the silly ponderings from her head and looked over to Skipper and Velorix to add to the idea of getting back to the Amazon.

[kitties!]"I found a new techie," Nali said, using her thumb to point back over her shoulder at the human, "Can we keep him?"


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