Silas had greeted each of his companions as they arrived at his humble spot along the bar. Silas wasn't much of a morning person and it showed in his cooking, his barely open eyes, and his hunched posture. He was thankful every day coffee existed and was constantly available to him. Whether it...
Silas ignored the burns of his pores and tried correcting the clearly uneven strands of hair left on his chin. As Chanterelle spoke, he looked over slowly. She may have only said a dozen words but that was quite the monolog from the stoic bulwark. When her words trailed off, he spoke up to fill...
Oblivious to the horrific problems Fireteam Besh currently faced, Hailin peered into the next room alongside her companions and spotted the lone battle droid. Hailin furrowed her brow and raised her E-11D at it, half of her frame hidden behind the door's strut. With her vocabulary scrambler off...
With the heavens firing down upon the entrenched Covenant and the subsequent rout of their forces, Owen kept the quad barrels of the Sun Devil pointed at the location of his last target pre-barrage in case anything dared move amidst the rubble. The treads of the tank rolled over the charred...
Without another word, Sam returned to his jacket, equipped it over his bent forearm, and snaked through the crowd with elegance and meaning. He had practice moving in a dense crowd before, that was certain. At least once he almost managed to slip from Qyilim's sight, but the larger of the pair...
Silas had to flinch one eye shut occasionally as the flashes lit up half his face sporadically. He'd spent more of his life soldering, welding and stripping ships than he did talking with others, but at least then he had a shield to block the intrusive bursts of light. "In all honesty, I've been...
Lera looked down at Bellum's trek through the barely maintained road. The murky, still waters often creeped into the path and snaked through the terrain, making it difficult to determine if they were even still on a road at times. When Dahlia approached, Lera happily took her eyes off the...
After their short excursion to assist Stratton, Silas and Adira separated to keep tabs on their various allies spread out through the commons. It didn't take long - almost instantly, to be frank - to see the massing crowd refusing to give Chanterelle and Miles any space in their small corner of...
In the blink of an eye, Stratton's knife pressed to Anro's throat with his hand - clutching his pistol tight - was pushed just out of the way so he couldn't fire on the Waning Stars liaison. Anro let out some mix of a grunt and a squeal, the noise clearly instantly lowering his respect to those...
Arko was thankful she had a helmet on to hide her rolled eyes. Even disregarding the potential of awakening some partially functioning droid, this ship was a death trap. Jagged metal, loose powered wires, crumbling hull plating; one wrong step and it could be anyone's life. If they lost their...
Damnit, Owen's only thought pounded in his skull as the intensity of the fight heightened like wild fire. His volley of red hot lead missed its mark almost completely thanks to the deft speed of the Ghosts and the slow turn of the Sun Devil's cannons. Not to mention, keeping his eyes on the road...
The man raised his eyebrows without even a minute change to the rest of his visage. Without taking his eyes off Qyilim, without even blinking, he downed the last of his drink in one gulp and stood from his casual lean on the bar. "I'd never say no to a dance. Samuel Tarum. The pleasure's all...
Sata, the Armyr harassing Adira, chattered his mandibles to express his distaste for her sudden fondness of Silas.
Silas wasn't prepared for Adira to walk up and embrace him, let alone the fact she was speaking some foreign language at an Armyr he'd never met before. However, it didn't take...
Gang affiliate Aidan Omithir's stroll through the packed party floor was filled with no less than four almost-spills of his fancy cocktail from the crowd's hectic motions, at least two separate attempts to buy the drink off him by soused individuals, and one particularly sticky patch that still...
Gurt took another step back from the Syndicate as they passed, his grip on the polearm tightening out of fear. Wexem was filled to the brim with superstitious types; threats and idle imagination would take them far should they choose to wield it against future opponents. Even one of the soldiers...
"Roger," Hailin scanned the room from their entry point, trying to give a quick sweep before a more in-depth check for any dangers. The initial glance brought up no threats, though Hail did notice the two battle droids seated nearby. Arko furrowed her brow for a moment. They were lifeless, and...
With everyone fully gathered and present in the sparse interior of the main room of their new ship, Silas resisted the urge to fidget with the comparatively tight and restricting suit. He hated sleeves, he hated multiple layers, but for now, he needed just make do. First, Silas wanted to...
Sargash, the lead soldier, was so unprepared to be accosted by the short orc - let alone an entire group of combat ready, murder-happy vagabonds - he didn't even bring his weapon with him as he stood, Sohrab's blade resting near his throat. Sargash let out a surprised gasp and froze his muscles...
"Alright," Silas said, tallying in his mind. "We've got our marching orders. Let's all get our groups organized and try and wrap up our objectives by the weekend. Remember, we still need time to get appropriate attire before the event, unless anyone's somehow come from Tartarus with a tux in...
Ambiance
In the other direction from Team Serpent's activities, Adira and Silas trekked on their own through the dense midday streets of Sine. The duo traveled on the upper promenades of a raised platform which bridged over a wide section of motorway beneath them. The icy rails shook off a thin...