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garrus vakarian ([personal profile] heatsink) wrote in [community profile] re_alignment_logs2013-01-01 11:28 am

PRAEXIS

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.
cliffjumper: (eh what you say - Sideswipe is wordy)

[personal profile] cliffjumper 2013-01-16 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
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: (Some people call me space cowboy)

[personal profile] wrex_it_krogan 2013-01-18 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
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: (Dot dot dot)

[personal profile] raceme 2013-01-27 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
happyduckbutt: (To my hand!)

sgohfghaef I'M SORRY I FORGOT IT WAS MY TURN

[personal profile] happyduckbutt 2013-02-01 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
     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.