The Mass Effect RP (Number 2!) - The RP

=Quintas crouched down to the baby's level, daringly poking it's stomach=
Quintas: What's with the beeping?! Do all Krogans do this?

=Krenaii could see Nobel base now, they only had to meet up with Tresben's strike team and this nightmare could finally be over=
=Her attention was distracted from flying by Quintas's shouting in the cabin behind=
=Krenaii shook her head, dismissing Quintas's behaviour once again=
=The shuttle swooped towards the landing pad readying itself for a landing=

(Talon of the Moon)

=The Shuttle had started to come into view of the base, and within five minutes it would... Attempt to land.=

Errinus: How are things looking up there?

Pilot: No sign of anything trying to kill us, so far.

Errinus: Good, good.

(UNKNOWN 'STG' BASE)

Salarian 2: Is the comm link open?

Salarian 1: You have five minutes. Sir.

Salarian 2: Good. Good.

=A Comm link opens with the Council=

Salarian 2: Council, I have a request to make.

Salarian Councillor: And that is?

Salarian 2: To go into the co-ordinates you shall be receiving now.

Asari Councillor: And why exactly do you want to head there?

Salarian 2: Well... Ur... I shall explain. Every detail.

=As the shuttle hit the ground Quintas jumped back to his feet, leaving the Krogan to its own devices, he'd have to find out what caused the beeping later=
=The shuttle had landed, its engines cooled off as Krenaii walked out of the cockpit, ready to enter Noble base=
=She stopped in the cabin, watching Quintas curiously staring over to the Krogan=
Krenaii: Something happen...?

=Quintas shook his head not wanting to go through the awkward explanation of beeping babies=
Quintas: Do we leave it here...?

=Krenaii started down to the creature in a similar fashion to Quintas, her mandibles twitched with slight uncertainty=
Krenaii: I suppose so... We can't exactly take it with us.

Quintas: Can we do that? Just leave it alone?

Krenaii: Unfortunately we have to. I don't want to split up again.

Quintas: Hmm...

=The Turians readied their assault rifles, deciding to leave the Krogan locked in the shuttle behind them=
=Krenaii patted Quintas on the back as a gesture to open the shuttle doors=
=As the shuttle revealed the high tech yet rugged exterior of Noble base the soldiers marched outside taking point and securing their L.Z=
Quintas: Clear.

Krenaii: Same here.

=Krenaii turned back to lock the shuttle door behind her, she reached out her talon securing the handle in her grip=
=Her eyes met with the Krogan left on the floor of the shuttle, she didn't feel good about leaving it behind but she had no other choice=
=Her hand brought the door to a close, locking out all natural light from the inside of the ship=
=Krenaii turned back to Noble base, examining the huge door that Quintas stood at=
Quintas: Powers out... Looks like they shut off door controls to the outside.

Krenaii: What? Why would Tresben do that?

=The two looked at each other=
Quintas: Maybe he didn't.

Krenaii: No, it must be a mistake. Tresben would of had to come through one of these doors.

Quintas: Did he? I can't see his shuttle...

=Quintas's defeatist tone aggravated Krenaii somewhat, she didn't want a repeat of the Batarian ship=
Krenaii: There's another docking bay on the opposite side of the base he must of landed there.

Quintas: Well... What do we do? We're locked out.

Krenaii: I've got the blueprints, I'll check for an alternative route.

=Krenaii brought up her omni tool opening a map of Nobel base=
=Her eyes read through the information as she tried to map another route to the main hall=
=Quintas impatiently waited while fiddling with his gun=

(Baby Krogan)

=The Baby Krogan stops crying, for however long it may last.=

(Errinus)

=The Shuttle had landed, with at least much noise as possible.=

Errinus: Any comm activity, anything yet?

Wirelus: None.

Errinus: Lets go ahead then.

=Errinus got closer to what looked like the entrance from the landing pad. It was... Quiet. Surely this base wasn't empty.=

Errinus: Goetric, get the door. Wirelus, see if there are any side routes, it'll be quicker if we secure two routes.

=The group made its way to the main door. A hologram hovered an inch over the center of the door, representing a lock=

(Scott)
Damn. Kate, think you can hack this?

*Kate*
You have to ask?

(Scott)
What? We, haven't been on any missions lately. You could be rusty, for all I know.

=Instead of responding, she managed to open the lock on the door. The door split itself into separate sections, each retreating from the center. Kate turned around to face me=

*Kate*
Still doubt my skill?

(Scott)
Not anymore.

=A week or so later, Kessle arrived back home on Omega. He liked the Citadel and all, but there was something about it he couldn't bare, something that made him long for Home. Maybe it was how high-class everything was, or how uptight the people seemed to be. Or perhaps he just missed how dark it was in the slums of Omega. Either way, the Citadel was no place for him, so he got himself a ticket for the next transport back to Omega. Nothing really had changed in the time he was gone, other than maybe one or two gang shootings or random assaults around his neck of the woods, but that made it seem that much more welcoming to him, like having a big cake waiting for you on the kitchen table after a long vacation away. He stepped in the door and locked it behind him before kicking off with his first order of business. Turn on the TV and crash on the couch. It had been a long flight=