PRAEXIS

[heatsink]

WHO: Kay, Wrex, Rocket, Blurr, Cliffjumper, Ventus, Garrus (holy moley)
WHERE: Junkpile, at the sight of thje crashed frigate PRAEXIS
WHEN: Backdate to DECEMBER 28th
WHAT: Clearing out the site and gathering the goodies
WARNINGS: There will be fighting >8c

The crashed frigate lay partially buried by trash of every which make and origin. Near the front of the craft there was a massive slice of the ship that had been cut open, a mark left from what ever battle it had been pulled from. That was their entry point. The group was set to be gathered at that opening, where several damaged pieces of metal structure and debris could be used as seating and the entire ceiling had been melted open.

To the front of the ship was what remained of the Bridge, where rows of navigational computers flickered on either side of an elevated catwalk, attempting to come online with the emergency power and failing. The pilot's seat lay at the very end of the ship. To rear was the Praexis Command Information Center - where the ship's Captain would have stood were the ship still operational. A damaged, unintelligible hologram flickered wildly in place.

Beyond the CIC were two doors, one which leads to the comm room, the other to the elevators to access the rest of the ship. The elevators themselves had collapsed to the bottom of the ship, but the shafts were still intact, and could be climbed into. Proper maintenance shafts built for anything near the size of a turian were also in this back area, leading to the different areas of the ship via ladders.

Though there were signs of fighting marking the walls of the ship, it was devoid of any bodies.

Deck 1: Bridge. CIC, comm room
Deck 2: Crew Quarters, Med Bay, Armory & Batteries/Mass Accellerators
Deck 3: Engineering: Computer Core, Drive Core (Completely sealed off)

[deck plans for reference]

ooc: On Deck 2 one may find the Captain's body, which looks suspiciously similar to Garrus himself.

Also, Marvelous' mun is currently on hiatus, so his role will be handwaved.

Tag order will be first come first serve.

Comments

[raceme]

Blurr walked towards Kay and Ventus and handled them the bolt pistol and the Soldering gun. "BE careful with those _{they're meant} to help to protect you NOT to hurt each other."

After that, he listened to Garru's plan while tilting his head to stare at Cliffjumper's arsenal in a silent question. There were always tensions when new teams were formed, he chose to ignore those in favor of getting things done.

He also notices Cliff's glance and smirks, deploying the energy saw weapon of his hand.

"Up _{the elevator} shafts is then."

[happyduckbutt]

     The blank look was obvious as the boy looked a the weapon he was provided. "I think I'd feel better sticking with what I know how to use..." The warning Blurr gave didn't make him feel any better about holding it, really.

     His attention shifted easily to the omnitool's projection of the ship. He'd never seen anything like it before! "Whoa..." Ventus breathed as he looked at the layout Garrus provided for them. He did his best to listen as the Turian gave a rundown of the situation and their plan of attack.

     "If the ways are just locked and not damaged, I can probably unlock them with my Keyblade," he offered. He'd had no problems using it around here so far, so he figured the doors in the ship were similar in design.

[furryfarkinfiend]

"Sounds good to me, mate," Rocket radioed back after the plans were laid out, pleased with the idea of being able to lay to waste some of the creatures inside the ship. It'd been too long since he'd had a good throw down and while his short little venture into the Badlands had been fun...

He did miss working with a team.

His ears flicked and he snorted softly, a small smirk appearing as he started to check over his pistols, leveling one at the ship and closing one eye just to check the balance as he responded to the comment he heard from Wrex.

"Make sure you leave some for the rest of us, you scaly bastard. I want my chance as well," he mused, lowering the pistol as his tail twitches, the raccoon itching to go.

EDITED BECAUSE LYLITH FOUND MY OOPS!

[littlecrowgirl]

Kay listened as Garrus rattled off weapons and positions, excitedly bouncing as she awaited for hers. What was she going to get? Some super cool space sword? A laser cannon that can demolish atoms? Maybe she could sneak in and steal everything while the boys do the dirty work! All of them seemed like appealing options, and she only grew more and more ansty as time went on.

But when her little description didn't come, he face falls slightly, looking at Garrus and waiting...expectantly. Was she really just here to tag along?

But...she wanted to help...

"Mr. Garrus?"

But then Blurr steps forward, handing her a pistol. Marvelous had already ran her through a crash course in guns, so she's not entirely afraid to take it, but smiles. At least SOMEONE had the right idea.

"Thanks Mr. Blurr!! I can make use of this no problemo!"

And like...an actual responsible person, she turns the safety on. Yeah. Lookit her go.

[heatsink]

After everyone had received their positions, he gives the group a good look over, listening for any possible suggestions or questions. At hearing Ventus' response, he gives him a good nod,"Alright, it's settled then."

To the whole group:"Lets all get into position. I'll give a signal on this channel to begin the assault."

But, one more thing... He turns to Kay as she is given the pistol, noticing she seemed to know... some basics of handling it.

"Kay, I'm going to need you to be our lookout. When we're down there, we won't be able to tell if anyone decides to take a little visit from the outside.", everyone he's met's been civil so far, but he's not taking chances on getting ambushed in there. He turns around to face the torn hull of the first deck, indicating what would be a good vantage point for her,"Just use the commlink if you see anything."

[cliffjumper]

Cliffjumper had already started moving, shooting Blurr a grin and beckoning wave after putting away all the weapons except a regular gun... and making sure the glass gas gun and the bomb he'd assembled was within easy reach.

Pausing before going inside, though, at the comment of where Kay would be during all this. Potentially out of harm, yes, but...

"Sounds like a good idea, but we're all gonna end up quite far inside the ship; if somethin' comes by, or even gets past us and out, are we gonna get out here in time?" Using the Link while frowning into the entrance they'd be using, Cliffjumper was pleased that it at least didn't look as... ah, omnious as the bunker Grimlock had been hiding in.

[wrex_it_krogan]

Alright, let's do this. Wrex has a pounding in his head that could rival the weapons system on the Normandy. Because really, screw hangovers. He's ready to get some killing in. Wrex scoffs at the raccoon's suggestion, "I'll know some down to size for you, how about that."

The other mechs here...well Wrex hopes Garrus knows who he's dealing with, outside of the raccoon and the kid. He swears, he
always got lumped into these freak shows.

"Hope you gave the kid a pistol at least," remarked the krogan on the state of one Kay Faraday. He felt like it was a little irresponsible on Garrus' part. With those parting words, Wrex goes on the move.

"Ready when you are."

[raceme]

Blurr gives Kay a brief smile and makes a mental note to pay attention to her in case she gets in danger. Kagerou might go crazy if something happens to her, Blurr knows that much. Same with the other little organic, they need to watch out for them.

"There's nothing that can get past me twice. I will catch up with it in time if that happens."

Blurr replies, trying to sound more reassuring than cocky. He follows the red mech inside, frowning when his headpsike scratches the ceiling. The area looks clear so far and he moves to the elevator.

sgohfghaef I'M SORRY I FORGOT IT WAS MY TURN

[happyduckbutt]

     Nodding, Ventus slipped the gun into his belt. Well, time to go.

     If he was going to do things, it would be with a weapon he was comfortable with. Not to mention handy, especially if those sealed shafts were going to prove a problem. The boy held his right hand out to the side to summon up his Keyblade, and it appeared in a flash of light, a fairly solid weapon tinged gunmetal gray and antique gold. He spun it to hold it in his preferred reversed grip, nodding to the others.