Space E-war Reloaded

[TyrannoTitan]

"This one greets the organic," the lead Seeker in the group stated, just as the weapon it was carrying in both hands fired. The projectile, what appeared to be a web of bright strands, hit the biotic as soon as she stepped into range, wrapping her in what was essentially an energy-net.

[dinoman666]

Aria staggered for a moment, her arms bound, but her legs still somewhat mobile. "What the hell are you doing?!" she shouted. "Let me go you metal b***tard!" She was half-considering tearing the Seeker's limbs off with her mind, but decided against it for now. If this crap continued, though, she'd be perfectly willing to tear this entire place apart...

[C S]

Silently emerging from the top hatch and edging his way over to the side of the craft, Ecliptor kneeled, rifle drawn and aimed at the back of Aria's head. If she got violent towards the group, he was fully prepared to fire a shell straight into her skull while she was otherwise distracted, the close range ensuring that the slug would rip right through her shields...

[TyrannoTitan]

"This one is securing the organic for further transport. That one has informed this one of the organic's violent tendencies," the Seeker explained calmly, gesturing to Ecliptor. The weapon it was carrying started to hum loudly, and Aria was knocked over and pulled toward the Seeker like metal to a magnet. The hum ceased as she neared, and the machine calmly hoisted her up by gripping a section of the net.

[dinoman666]

Aria glared daggers at the Seeker, but did not bother saying anything. Trying to talk to one of these things in a straightforward manner was nearly impossible. She just wanted to answer their d*mn question and go back to Omega, and then forget this ever happened...

[C S]

Ecliptor hopped off of the ship and his clawed feet touched down with a clank on the ship's walkway. He followed after Aria, gun raised to shoulder height, his eye staring down the barrel. In his vision, numerals and symbols danced wildly, the Seeker adjusting his aim to compensate for movement constantly...

[The Kingpin]

"Damn it" snarled Kharss, sighing heavily as he looked out over the club, the people below oblivious to the absence of their mistress. "Where's Kenn?" he inquired after a few moments thought, sitting down as he looked up at the Batarian...


"Feel free to explore the ship if you like. We'll be hitting the Mass Relay in.....5 minutes, and Ontarom probably not long after that" said Khuurava as he put in the destination, the ship's navigation system immediately plotting a course to the destination, using a Mass Relay jump as a short cut, rather than using FTL travel exclusively...

[dinoman666]

"Back at his shop, as usual," Anto replied. "Why?"

Arrak leaned against the wall. "Hm... nah. Unless you have a shooting range, I think I can repress my curiosity..."

[The Kingpin]

"We might be able to track down Aria using her Omni tool like a tracking beacon....But Kenn's probably the best person on this station to ask about it" responded Kharss thoughtfully. Another alternative was Sharakh, but he was a more convenient tool underground than exposed. As far as he knew, Aria and her men didn't know about him; a fact he had every intention of maintaining...


"Hm. Maybe after this mission's over I'll invest in having a shooting range built into my ship. Perhaps a mini-bar too. storing the booze with the water gets awkward when you've just woken up" said Khuurava with a chuckle, the ship soon approaching the Mass Relay, the Khurakra taking a seat as he prepared for the jump...

[dinoman666]

"You got any Turian brandy?" Arrak asked, taking a seat as well. "High-quality dextro drinks are hard to come by these days."

Anto nodded. "I'll see if I can get him up here," he said, heading out of the lounge to find the Quarian...

Aria, meanwhile, had lost much of her rage and had simply resigned to being carried around by the Seeker, more annoyed than anything by this point...

[TyrannoTitan]

Aria was carried for a considerable amount of time through the halls of Home, eventually being thrown into a small 10 by 10 room, still bound by the energy net. Without a word, the Seeker stepped out of the chamber, just as a wall of energy sprung to life at the entrance to the cell, trapping the biotic inside.

[C S]

It was only when the Asari was put behind the barrier did Ecliptor stand down. He placed his rifle back in its place on his back and turned away from the chamber, making his way back to the requisition room. His outing revealed that his form needed modifications in order to effectively carry out his role as a Seeker...

[The Kingpin]

"Wish I did. I had been looking for something decent to restock with while on Omega, but all the best stuff is cornered by the Afterlife's bartenders, and they have an indoor-only policy. They don't sell things to go" hissed Khuurava, as the ship suddenly lurched after entering the Mass Relay's gravitational field, being launched almost immediately afterwards to a second Mass Relay, not far from Ontarom. "On the flipside though, I'd bet someone as big as Saren probably has a few bottles of expensive stuff hidden on his ship for such occasions. We could grab those when we get hold of him" added Khuurava with a sly smirk...

[dinoman666]

"On his little Geth ship?" Arrak said with a laugh. "Yeah, sure..." He stretched a bit, then added, "Probably best not to get drunk right before a job anyway..."

"You DO know this isn't how organics... oh, f**k it," Aria muttered...

Anto returned shortly, Kenn by his side. The Quarian fiddled nervously with his fingers. Obviously, he didn't much like being called up to see Aria, and then Patriarch, both in the same day. He was surprised to see the Krogan though. "Patriarch? But... where's Aria?"

[The Kingpin]

"Good question" rumbled the Patriarch calmly as he looked towards the Quarian. "That ship she had you look at? Yeah. It jumped into hyperspace with her on board. We're trying to find out where to" explained the Krogan...


The ship rapidly approached the planet of Ontarom, Khuurava typing a command into the holographic console, the ship's stealth systems initiating as they approached...

[dinoman666]

"Oh! Uh..." Kenn wrung his hands. "And... you need my help, I guess?"

"Wonder if any of those Alliance marines they sent in are still down there?" Arrak asked aloud...

[The Kingpin]

"I'm thinking perhaps Aria's Omnitool can be used like a tracking beacon, to lead us to her location. Your job is to tell us if it's possible, and if so, do it" said Kharss as he downed another shot of ryncol...


"I think the better question would be whether they are still alive. One Geth took us all on. Imagine a platoon of them" hissed Khuurava as the ship approached, a new holographic monitor appearing, revealing the results of preliminary surface scans around the colony...

[dinoman666]

"Well, let's find out, shall we?" Arrak said. Khuurava's scan, however, didn't seem to be picking anything up, as if it was being deliberately blocked by something. All that could be detected was the heat signatures of active machinery in a single, concentrated area. The place of interest seemed to be a wide desert, which made sense. A major communications hub wold be most effective in a wide open area of land...

"Yes... I think that would be possible. Is there any energy signature left behind by the ship?" Kenn asked. "I could piggyback a tracing signal off of that and make a sweep for any active Omni-Tools in the area. I don't think these synthetics use them, so it would be easy to triangulate her position." Anto shrugged. "The ship made an FTL jump right out of the hangar bay. Maybe there's still something left to scan..."

[The Kingpin]

"They're using jammers...How inconvenient" hissed Khuurava as he looked at the scanners' results. "It seems we'll have to investigate ourselves. Bringing the ship in for a landing. We can head in with the Scorpio to investigate. should give us enough firepower to deal with whatever's waiting for us" said Khuurava as he manually guided the controls to land the ship nearby the source of the heat signatures, making sure to choose a spot at least partially obstructed by cover, in case his guess was correct and those heat signatures really did have more to them than communications equipment. As the ship landed, Khuurava rose, heading for the lift leading down to the garage, where the Scorpio Armoured Utility Vehicle was waiting, the ship's defences activated and wary of unidentified threats...


"Well then, you have your lead. Anto, go with him. I want to know immediately if anything comes up" said Kharss as he examined a datapad one of his informants had given him regarding a sensitive issue, the Krogan reading the information carefully...

[dinoman666]

"That explains why the Council never heard from the Marines..." Arrak said, following Khuurava. "So much for stealth, I guess..."

This particular area of Ontarom was mostly flat desert, with the occasional rocky outcropping or buttress adorning the barren landscape. Off in the distance, in the opposite direction of the heat signatures, was a dark patch of sky, occasionally punctuated by flashes of light...

Anto nodded. "Come on, Quarian," he growled, pushing the nervous Kenn out of the lounge and out of the club. If his hunch was right, they'd find Aria soon enough, and no doubt Patriarch would get a whole mercenary fleet to blow that synthetic ship out of the sky...