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[Vortex Ribbon]

Cirrus didn't open his eyes until the hologram was completely gone.

"It's understandable that we'd be attacked here. Like this. Though how did the 'Collectors' find us....? Or rather, whoever it was that hired them-- how did THEY fid us?" Cirrus said in a loud whisper to himself, before chuckling at Abel. "Yeah... I love criminals, but not you. Your problem is that your not like other criminals-- you're not easy to kill." And finally he stood up, drawing his Shotgun from his back. He left the room, sighing with relief when he saw that the Mercanaries were helping, but in the chaos of the attack, a civilian had turned violent and attacked Cirrus in an insane burst of rage and confusion, the kind that would usually spark a riot. Cirrus dropped his Shotgun on the ground, scratched his nose once, and entered a fighting stance as the human reached mere metres away. Cirrus stretched out his left hand, grabbing the Human by the back of the neck and delivering a swift snap kick with his right leg to the man's right hip. Finally, Cirrus squirmed himself around the man, grabbing him from behind in a sleeper hold. As the man fell unconscious, Cirrus kicked him in the back with all his strength, sending him forward a few metres, completely out cold. Cirrus then used his Biotics to pull his Shotgun towards him, and held it by his hip in both hands as he jogged towards Taylor, passing by Alecka, briefly glancing at her:

"Yes. She was." He said before continueing, knowing two things:
They were in danger.
If they escaped danger, they'd have a ship waiting for them.

[Nicsp]

Tyler nodded and ran down the streets of Omega, constantly making turns at times to one side and at times to another, the usual would be to think he was running in circles. Suddenly, a large group of humanoid creatures was seen heading in to interecept the crew. Their skins were brown and resembled insects, they had two pair of yellow eyes that shined slightly. "Those are the Collectors...?" Tyler muttered. They fired and since Tyler was leading the group the shot went straight in his direction. He answered the shot with his open palm and a biotic barrier stopped the slug round before it could reach it's target. "Recalculating." Tyler entered an alleyway took a different path. After a bit more of running they found themselves in a rather open part of the station, it seemed clear of hostiles, however. Tyler rushed in through the area and saw a single collectors walking in his direction. "Single hostile unit, taking down." Since Tyler was relatively close he decided to use hand-to-hand combat, he jumped in the collector's direction with a flying kick. A voice echoed from the Collector.

"ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL."

Before Tyler's kick connected, his leg was grabbed mid-air by the collector. Several cracks opened on the collector, they shined almost as if they were magma. The Collector's eyes started shining even brighter than before. Any biotic could also feel that the Collector's element zero reserves had increased drastically in a short amount of time. "Shit." The Collector spun Tyler around by his leg and then threw him in the rest of the group's direction. A loud cracking sound was heard as Tyler was thrown. He fell on the cold metal floor, immediatelly holding his leg. The Collector stood upright and faced the rest of the group, as if about to talk. "I am Harbinger." He looked around the group. "From the data received, it was expected that Shepard had been brought back to life once again. He is not here, however, disappointment." Two of the armored mercs that were sent by Aria charged into Harbinger's direction. Harbinger used both hands and emitted two biotic attacks that hit each one of the mercs, they were both sent flying backwards, in flames. Harbinger continued. "Even so, you are a threat and shall be dealt with, immediately." As he said that, Harbinger threw another biotic attack, this time aimed right at the group.

[Sparrowsmith]

Alecka reacted fast and tried to shield as many people as she could, she grimaced as the attack made contact, knocking her back. Annoyed and thrilled, she drew her pistol with one hand and returned a biotic attack with the other.
Harbinger, whatever it was , managed to escape the attack. Confidently Alecka fired four shots towards the collector, but only one made contact and even then didn't seem to do too much.
"Oh come on, they're usually dead by now!"

[Vortex Ribbon]

Cirrus used his Vanguard training to its fullest, by using his Biotic Charge which sent him crashing through a pair of the insect creatures who he thought had to be 'Collectors'. As the two fell back several metres, Cirrus dived upon one, holding it up from behind and using it as a Meat Shield while he fired at the other one who had reached its feet. When it finally fell dead in several pieces, Cirrus held the Shotgun against his Shield's face.

"Bang." He muttered, and his Shotgun echoed it in a thunderous roar which sent the rancid blood of the Collector spiralling across Omega's dull grey street and onto a bright pink neon sign. "Hey buddies! I have a present for ya' all! She's a hotty!" He shouted, and suddenly a projection of blazing heat stretched across the side of his gun, and the guns of his new 'comrades', He began firing at a Collector that sprinted to him with some fancy laser gun, but even with its Incendiary boost, his newly-drawn Pistol did mediocre damage--
and it was meant to be a powerful Pistol even without Flaming Bullets, capable of making people go boom. Even so, Cirrus dodged the rays of the Collector's gun, and continued to fire mercilessly at it; all done with a satisfied grin cloaking his scaley lower face.

But when the Collector finally fell dead, Cirrus's smile sunk swiftly when he saw Tyler being flung to the group like a ragdoll by the Collector.

"This is impossible.... why is he so much stronger than the rest..!? He's changed, not only physically.... but he's more powerful in terms of Biotics, and seems more physically strong and alert....... Bu-" Before Cirrus could finish, a large blast of Black Biotic Flame (I assume the Biotic attack you're talking about is that black fire one, if not I'll remove that bit) raged towards the group-- he coudn't save the group, only himself, so this attack would seperate the weakest and the strongest of the lot. A glowing purple wall of Element-Zero radiated in front of Cirrus, and he put far more strain on his body than he usually would.

"R-room... for one m-......more...." He said to the group, inviting any one of them to get behind the Barrier with him. For a few moments, he admired Alecka for trying to save some of the group, but cringed out of immense pain, being forced to one knee as the blast hit.
"I never did.... focus much on my.... B-Barrier.... now I pay.... for it..."

This post has been edited by Vortex Ribbon: Jun 28 2010, 01:51 PM

[Satou Asahira]

(I think everybody took a crack at it already so I'm gonna finish it off so the battle doesn't go forever if that's okay with everyone. Also, Abel has a really foul mouth. If someone has an issue with it, let me know and I'll stop swearing so much.)

Abel ducked behind Cirrus's shield just in time to avoid it. He clapped Cirrus on the shoulder. "Well shit, I owe you my life now," he said with a laugh. "Guess we gotta play nice until I can return the favor." Once the attack had passed, Abel ran out on the offensive. He dropped the gun the mercs had given in favor of the blade he always kept hidden. "Time for the deus ex machina, you son of a bitch!" he yelled as he rushed toward it. It threw another mass of energy at him but he jumped to avoid it and brought his sword down on top of it, slicing its head clean off.
"I will return to end your lives. Just as I have destroyed the Protheans before you, so too will I obliterate you," the Collector said before melting into ash.
Abel stood after a moment and wiped the sweat from his brow. "Damn, I don't think I could have done that alone. I suppose some gratitude is in order," he said to the others. "You have my thanks." He looked at the charred corpses of the mercs. "I suppose Aria will want to be paid for that. Fuck, I knew this would bite me in the ass." He sighed. "Well then, Mr. C-Sec, let's rock."

[AdamWired]

Sting rushed into the area, ready for anything, until he saw the melting corpse drifting away into death. He sighed, "Oh well, no fun for me. Let's go and see this fucking ship, at least then i might have something to get my hands on." He spoke disheartened, and stomped off in the direction the C-Sec guy was indicating.

[Spirit_Master_X]

Short While Ago...

Buer recieved a message that notified of an assembly. He was sitting at his desk, bored and anxious. His daily routine was constant and neverending. He wanted more. He and his team have been studying the same resources over and over, but it was not enough. By the time he even reached the hallway, just outside his office, he heard the siren of intruders. Just then, shots were fired. Quickly, Buer re-entered his office and grabbed his Volkov sniper rifle along with his incinerating rounds. Bursting back out into the hallway, he rushed for his transit car, given personally as a gift from Aria, for his "technological services."

The Now...

After a brief battle with a few collectors, using his transit car as sniper advantage, he came upon a large opening and spotted a dead collector by the feet of some sort of rally of different types of people. Humans, Asari, another Drell...and Salarians...? The transit car hovered above the platform and slowly descended. As the door opened, Buer quickly got out and aimed his rifle at the group. A brief silence emerged before Buer spoke, "You took down that collector? Well played." he lowered his weapon and kneeled beside the collector's ashes. With two fingers he swept the remains of the creature and rubbed it with his thumb. "Hmph...the harbinger." Buer said as he rose. "Before this one died, he changed, didn't he? Through my research, I've learned that Harbinger is somewhat the leader of these creatures. At any time, he is able to take control of one of the lesser collectors. If I can ju- err...nevermind. We must get to safety. Omega isn't safe anymore. If you need to get someone quickly, you can use my transit car.

[Sparrowsmith]

Alecka looked back, "Tough luck there kid, Cirrus, Abel, that was some quick thinking. I think I'm gonna like this team."
She kept walking forward, stepping over the bodies of the collectors, "But if we run into something like that again I'll want answers from cerberus." She continued walking but kept feeling a little light headed, she hadn't used biotics that much in a battle in some time, this was going to be fun.
[OoC Sniped ]
Alecka looked at the new arrival, "By any chance are you one of the people who didn't show up... And if so, what's the password?" She looked at the ash and nodded, "Well that's interesting..."

[Vortex Ribbon]

((I agree, we should really hurry this trip to the ship a bit. Hope nobody minds the 'Dock coming into view' in my post))

Cirrus regained his footing, and looked at the new arrival, laughing under his breath at Alecka's 'Welcome'. Instantly afterwards though, he got serious again, and used his Biotic charge to burst ahead of Tyler, and accidently smashing through a dead Collector, splitting its corpse in two. He bashed against a low wall with high impact, running from cover to cover ahead of the group, scouting out any other enemies that they may encounter. At that moment, he remembered something-- he had given the Squad Incendiary ammo, and now there was a new guy. Once again he activated the fiery surprise, giving the new guy's weapons that much more kick, before shouting the same joke as before, back at him:

"Here's a present, she's a hottie eh!?" He didn't care that he had repeated himself. As far as Cirrus knew, he wouldn't be with this group for too long anyway, so he didn't care what they thought about him and his jokes, which he thought were brilliant.
Before long, of continuously jumping to cover, a Shipping Dock came into Cirrus's sights.

[Spirit_Master_X]

Buer watched the rampant Cirrus speed ahead of the group. He shook his head and turned to the others. "I assume he is part of your team? He's going to get himself killed if he keeps running off like that. " Buer moved toward his car and unlocked the second door. He turned to the others. "It is up to you, whether you want to walk or fly."

[Satou Asahira]

"Hold it," Abel said and picked up his pistol. He aimed it at the newcomer. "I agree with Alecka. What's the password? I'm not going anywhere with you unless you know it. I didn't become the most notorious space pirate in the galaxy by trusting everyone who offered to give me a ride. How do we know you're not with the enemy? You seem to know a lot about the Collectors. Who are you anyways?"

[Sparrowsmith]

Alecka approached Abel, "I rue the day the only one on my team who finds common ground with me is a pirate, but if that's the case then I'm standing by it. After all, I doubt our employer would be grateful if we just invited people on board when he went to such extreme measures to keep out anyone but the best, he chose us and he gave us the password, without it I wouldn't walk so far as to the ship with you, never mind letting you on. It's like Abel says, you don't get to the top by making mistakes"

[Nicsp]

Tyler used a nearby crate as support to lift himself, Harbinger throwing him around like a ragdoll had apparently strained a muscle or two on his leg. He seemed to be in a certain pain as he yelled out. "Who cares for the password? If he was working with the Collectors i don't think he'd have bothered to tell us about Harbinger." He grabbed a small piece of scrap from the floor and set it below one of his arms, using it as a crutch. He muttered at a lower tone. "Besides, it's not like we can't deal with a single drell if he tries something." Tyler used his free hand to point ahead, to the direction Cirrus had just went to. "The docks are just ahead so we won't be needing the vehicle." Tyler started clumsily making his way in direction to the docks, he turned to the Drell that had just showed up. "By the way, i'm Tyler, you?" He then looked back to see a small Collector squad coming from the path behind, being leaded by another "Harbinger". "Guess there's no time for social!" Tyler sped up his pace.

[Spirit_Master_X]

Buer looked to Abel and Alecka. The two wanted to know if he knew the password, but Buer felt no need to comply. It was just as Tyler said, he wouldn't have told them about Harbinger if he was working with the collectors.

"To my understanding" said Buer, "Collectors do not work well with other species. Their minds are similiar to the geth. They are connected. One collector can tell the difference between mates. The protheans also carried the same types of feelings. It would seem both the collectors and the protheans are one and the same, with the additional recipe of the Reapers."

He sighed and nodded to the party. "I may not have introduced myself clearly. My name is Buer Cougar. I'am a science researcher on this station. My studies led me across the universe away from my homeplanet. My career has been ranged in both Alliance tactics, technology advancement, and the study of resources. An-" Buer was cut short by another visit from the collectors and another harbinger controlled one. He growled, "We must move, hurry!|" Buer ran past the group and took a knee, while aiming and firing upon the collectors that approached them. "Go! I will cover you!"

[Satou Asahira]

"Tyler! Wait-!" Abel called after him. It was too late. "Dammit." He listened to the man named Beur give his introduction and background. "Look, none of this is the passwo-" More Collectors showed up, the Harbinger with them. Beur offered to stay back and provide cover while the group escaped. "Don't go dyin' on me," Abel said. "Still need that password." He smirked and waved before running after Tyler. He could see the ship now, and it was beautiful. "Damn!" he said with a grin. "Can't believe that baby's mine!"

[Vortex Ribbon]

((There are 5 referances from games/comics/films etc. hidden in my post. Try to spot them all ;-] ))

Cirrus cursed and dove behind cover when another 'Super Collector' approached. Even in the current danger, he couldn't help but smirk at the idea: A Collector with red undies and a red cape being shot at, the bullets ricocheing in every direction as a train smashes into him.
He doesn't even flinch.

"Ahh... I need to write one of them 'Web Comics'..." He lowly said to himself, unable to wipe the huge smile from his face as Super Collector continued to soar around his clearly messed up mind. He leapt from cover when the Collectors passed him by, supposedly not noticing him, and opened fire on them with his Shotgun. Afterwards, he attempted to pull one of them towards him, but to no avail.

"Sons of bitches!" He roared, loud enough even for someone in the Docks to hear. "Why. Won't. You. DIE!? You soak up flaming Shotgun bullets, and can't be thrashed about wildly by Biotics? Then what IS super effective on you super freaks, huh!? You randomly summon your almighty Super Collector, and we kill 'im. Isn't that enough evidence that we can kick your ugly, insect asses!?" Cirrus continued to roar on at the same volume, also continueing to fire at the group from behind a bin. Cirrus then saw Tyler and Abel running, getting closer and closer to him and his Collector hunting party-- they had the advantage. Cirrus was attacking the Collectors from behind, causing many of them to turn and combat him, meaning the pair could take the rest with relative ease.

"I really can't wait to rest on this ship... Please let there be a place to experiment on me ol' gun guns... Maybe a nice cold room to do so-...."
Cirrus's talking to himself/firing at Collectors combination was interrupted when he took what he thought to be a 'Super Death Ray Of Armageddon' to the lower section of his left hip, knocking him backwards onto the ground, and also forcing him to bring his left arm down onto the gapeing wound, meaning he couldn't hold his prized Shotgun in both hands. "How... can I... aim n-now...?" He said to himself with a small toothy slit across his mouth that was meant to be a sarcastic smile. This was the facade he hoped for at least, as a Collector walked over to his 'Injured' body, but he was waiting fo it with a Mass victorious grin, which captured the Effect perfectly as e held the Shotgun out. "Boomstick, sha la la" He muttered to it before firing a fiery burst of Thermal Clips in the Collector's mouth, crushing its entire lower face into a pure, gory mess. "I love that song...." He finished before standing up an kicking the squrming Collector in what was left of its head, killing it for good.

This post has been edited by Vortex Ribbon: Jun 30 2010, 04:56 AM

[Nicsp]

(I'm gonna rush everyone to the ship, if you guys don't mind.)

Tyler managed to finally reach the docks, accompanying the others at a good pace, despite his injuries. He threw his makeshift crutch away and entered the ship, upon entering he immediately created a barrier to prevent any fired rounds to hit anyone who was alredy on the entrance to the ship. He signaled everyone to get inside. As soon as everyone had gotten inside he pressed the button to close the outer doors. They closed and the crew was now standing on a small white corridor, there was one closed door that leaded to inside the ship and the other closed door that was being attacked by Collector fire. Tyler looked at the door to enter the ship. "What now?"

A synthetized computer voice emanated from the console by the door, a small light grid started going back and forth between on the corridor. "Decontaminating..." Tyler looked pissed. "Really...?"

"Decontaminating..."

Tyler managed to stood up and started yelling at the console. "GO FASTER, HURRY UP, DAMNIT!"

"Decontaminating..."

"AAAAAAAARGGH!" Tyler started banging on the door.

"Decontamination complete." The door opened and Tyler fell inside, he got up and quickly started making his way to the Operations room, he managed to memorize where it was from the first time he looked at it on the hologram back at the meeting place. "Setting coordinates to the nearby mass relay, providing destination courses. Someone get this ship out of dock."

[Sparrowsmith]

Alecka dived behind cover and withdrew her pistol, "Alright... But I still don't think Mr.Illusive will be very happy with us." She opened fire immediately, taking out a handful of collectors over the course of a minute. She purposely avoided Harbinger, knowing that there was a chance it'd just jump if they took it out first. It wasn't on the offensive, so hopefully they could just outrun it.
[OoC Sniped 0_O again]
Before Alecka could finish thinking they were moving. She covered the rear, trying to hold off the Harbinger as long as possible. Finally she fell back to the ship.
"Decontaminating"
"Really?!" She shouted, creating a small barrier, much to her pain.
Finally they entered the ship. Alecka tried desperately to find a weapon to control. She closed her eyes and pictured the hologram, then turned to the munitions room and climbed into one of the turrets. As the Harbinger approached she shot it clean through the chest, ripping it to pieces and obliterating it. She threw her arms in the air and cheered, "Gotta love those Thanix Magnetic-Hydrodynamic Weapons!"
She grabbed the controls and began aiming at the remaining collectors.
They seemed to get the picture.

[Satou Asahira]

(I'm gonna say Superman, Pokemon, Evil Dead, Predator, and an obvious Mass Effect joke >.>;)

Abel rested his hands on his knees and panted heavily once he was inside. He managed to catch his breath and laughed a little. "Nice work, team," he said. He made his way to the bridge, following Tyler. "Get those coordinates locked in, Tyler!" he shouted, instantly assuming his "captain" persona. "Get those shields up! Who the hell is supposed to pilot this thing? I want us out of here now!" He proceed to the captain's chair and strapped himself it. "Everyone, prepare for relay jump! It's gonna get rough!"

[Vortex Ribbon]

Cirrus panted lowly with a smirk as the team finally reached what could --at least for a while-- be called safety. He immediately nodded to Tyler who had led the trip, and headed straight for the Engine Room.

"If anyone needs me, which is unlikely, I'll be tinkering with anything I can get my hands on downstairs...." He said, addressing everyone before continueing his walk, pulling a flask of Battarian Ale from his coat and gulping it happily. He realised why Abel had become so successful in his occupation-- he had the leading traits essential to a captain; and wasn't afraid to show it.

Downstairs, Cirrus continued to gulp down the flask and thought about the various members of the crew, and also wondered about the people that didn't arrive. After all, six people wouldn't get very far.