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11 hours ago, NuttyNuti said:

"Your observation is correct," Palutu says. While it was possible that there was a provocation attempt happening based on the earlier history, the operative had a point, and facts always overrode interpersonal flavors. "I modify my earlier request. Instead of providing me audiovisuals, please prepare for that I may take over them if I see that necessary. That applies for situations when there is certainty of not having our cover broken by this connection, or that the cover is already broken. In order to decrease visible signals, I request physically jacking my datamass into Operative Dov's systems so signals are easier to conceal."

The Volt nodded his head to nobody in particular, allowed the Cephalon access into his systems, and launched himself into space, cruising down the endless, empty blackness with his archwing towards his target. He looked around the nothingness of space, looking for other members of his team.

 

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1 hour ago, ShrimpOverlord said:

The Volt nodded his head to nobody in particular, allowed the Cephalon access into his systems, and launched himself into space, cruising down the endless, empty blackness with his archwing towards his target. He looked around the nothingness of space, looking for other members of his team.

"Move on, fast. Estimated time window for closing is 6 minutes plus minus 2 minutes. Radio silence, now."

So now Palutu would get their first look - literally - inside... what might be inside this elusive galleon? What kind of tech hid it? Too bad the Cephalon wasn't in the Delta squad, but it would only sate their curiosity only slightly faster. And also, Gamma squad was where they would be most effective.

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"We should go," Cyrus says to his Grineer passenger, "Though I'm not too sure how this will work...I think you can fit, but we'll see." He prepares the Archwing, waiting for Ag'ni to manage to get in before taking off into space.

On 2019-09-19 at 7:22 PM, NuttyNuti said:

Appended data on Operative #640.
Rename: Operative #640 --> Operative Takar.

"That is a good idea," the Cephalon replied. "Little is known how to detect this kind of communications by means of technology. I still do recommend keeping it sparse to avoid attention. I am not sure if I can access that kind of communication, but I am with an operative who can pass the message."

Them. Finally. Were those humans finally able to read the internal parameter that indicated a Cephalon's preferred pronoun? Palutu has been understading that humans were incapable of seeing such light-constructed things. This needed more study. Maybe this was just a lucky guess, or then habit of some humans to refer unknown parties as "them". Moreover, there was this possibility that the humans were able to read it all along but they just taunted the Cephalon by sticking on the polarized "him"/"her" vocabulary.

But more that on other day.

Appended data on Operative #638.
Rename: Operative #638 --> Operative Dov.

"Affirmative. Operative Dov is caring about transportation of me, Cephalon Palutu. Operative Dov, please inform me next time you reveice Operative Takar's mental message, so I can verify whether or not I can receive it. If not, please relay me any vital information."

...different plane? Wait. Palutu had heard only rumors... about a mathematican...

"Translation though dimension of higher magnitude than four?" they inquired. "I need specifics to be able to estimate how to utilize it. Most importantly, can our plane detect events on this different plane?"

"Events are visible, yes. Interaction between the two planes is...limited, it's mostly just inherent Warframe capabilities that can cross into it. Being in there slowly regenerates the energy needed for them, as well."

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On 2019-09-18 at 9:33 PM, NuttyNuti said:

GAMMA AND DELTA

"Engage cloaking tech on your stealth crafts," Palutu advises both Gamma and Delta squads. "Also disable all emissive sensors." By this the Cephalon meant sensors that rely on reflection of produced radio/sound waves, such as radar and sonar. "Non-emissive sensors should not increase detection risk by any notable margin." Passive sensors included cameras, microphones, thermometers, and other detection devices that only collected data and did not procude any signals, at least not signal that couldn't be cloaked by basic stealth systems that would cloak any mandatory electronics. If needed, Palutu could also use their white noise generator to bring extra cover. "Upon reaching the critical area, we also shall enter to radio silence in order to minimize our signal input. Prioritize visual signals over other communication methods as long as possible. "

"Good, I prefer a Cephalon that shuts its mouth."

Andrea was no stranger to stealth operations. She knew both how to take lead and follow, how to avoid detection and kill silently, though it did often turn loud. Not as much due to mistakes as due to it being part of the plan. The fact that it's often tedious work though, is another matter...

"Kos, prepare the Archwing."

Yet another thing that wasn't exactly hers, but nobody else is left to own it now. The Elytron's wings were scratched and losing color, but it was still very much functional. It connected to her Wisp warframe, which she then entered using transference. Finally she entered the vacuum of space. Even if she was the last in her group, she's ready now. All that's needed is the signal, and she's itching for some action.

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DELTA

3 hours ago, Oobloobx said:
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"We should go," Cyrus says to his Grineer passenger, "Though I'm not too sure how this will work...I think you can fit, but we'll see." He prepares the Archwing, waiting for Ag'ni to manage to get in before taking off into space.

"Events are visible, yes. Interaction between the two planes is...limited, it's mostly just inherent Warframe capabilities that can cross into it. Being in there slowly regenerates the energy needed for them, as well."

 

 

It was quite a fit, but Ag'ni managed to stow away his Ignis into the Archwing weapons compartment alongside Cyrus's gear. There weren't any footholds, so he lashed his left wrist to a rail on the machine with a sheathed power cord for security and found nooks on the Archwing's frame to hold onto. This way, he could hang below Cyrus and leave him free to use his ranged weaponry.

The Cephalon he acknowledged with a grunt, not wishing to say much amidst the present chatter. He thankfully could afford on-boards installed in his mask - while it offered the Cephalon rather poor and delayed visual feedback, the auditory systems were working well-enough, if not a little prone to static.

"Let's go, Tenno. Cyrus." 

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5 hours ago, Denny2669 said:

"Good, I prefer a Cephalon that shuts its mouth."

Andrea was no stranger to stealth operations. She knew both how to take lead and follow, how to avoid detection and kill silently, though it did often turn loud. Not as much due to mistakes as due to it being part of the plan. The fact that it's often tedious work though, is another matter...

"Kos, prepare the Archwing."

Yet another thing that wasn't exactly hers, but nobody else is left to own it now. The Elytron's wings were scratched and losing color, but it was still very much functional. It connected to her Wisp warframe, which she then entered using transference. Finally she entered the vacuum of space. Even if she was the last in her group, she's ready now. All that's needed is the signal, and she's itching for some action.

Dov audibly sighed inside his suit. Yep. She's gonna be snarky even when they're in the mission. How can someone be so damn unprofessional and ungrateful? Well, he could see how, but he couldn't see how someone like that survived for so long.

The volt got in position, nodding his head at the other team members already there.

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"Prepare the Itzal. Make sure it has a full energy supply."

Takar busied herself getting her Oberon Prime ready to go.

Proper configuration: check.

Primary weapon: check.

Secondary weapon: check.

Melee weapon: check.

Companion:

Takar looked at her Kavat, thought about it, and chose to bring her Helios Prime instead. We might not have a clean exit from this mission, and I can't afford to take her if I might be forced to leave her behind.

She transfered into her Warframe, and prepared for launch.

"Launch in 3, 2, 1. Launch."

And with that, she was on her way to the marked entry point.

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On 2019-09-20 at 7:31 PM, DaMadReaper said:

"I would if I could, friend, but it's convenient, instant, and more or less undetectable."

Gamma

"Oh... so you can hear me..." Insali commented on the voice in his head, adding a though about going insane.

 

"Cephalon, give me at least some notification, that you're accessing my audiovisual feed." the Excalibur addressed Palutu, before going dark.

He paid no attention to Ordis' chatter, and exited the Liset, before having his Archwing hooked up, and silently floating towards the marked entry points.

Inside his head though Insali was cursing and lamenting every second of the Archwing flight, and looking from the side it was clear that he was a rather clumsy pilot. Not the worst, but definitelly struggling with the contraption.

"The best idea, trapped in the worst design..." he half-muttered to himself.

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On 2019-09-21 at 2:32 PM, Arunafeltz said:

DELTA

It was quite a fit, but Ag'ni managed to stow away his Ignis into the Archwing weapons compartment alongside Cyrus's gear. There weren't any footholds, so he lashed his left wrist to a rail on the machine with a sheathed power cord for security and found nooks on the Archwing's frame to hold onto. This way, he could hang below Cyrus and leave him free to use his ranged weaponry.

The Cephalon he acknowledged with a grunt, not wishing to say much amidst the present chatter. He thankfully could afford on-boards installed in his mask - while it offered the Cephalon rather poor and delayed visual feedback, the auditory systems were working well-enough, if not a little prone to static.

"Let's go, Tenno. Cyrus." 

Delta
And with Ag'ni's words, Cyrus sets off into the great nothing of space, slight concern for how his Archwing flying would fare with his extra passenger. So far everything was relatively smooth, however, and the Grineer soldier had apparently found a suitable place to be. The Tenno directs the machine towards their entry point on the Half-Light, trying to look out for any Lanterns, those anomalous pockets of something - though how he would notice them was beyond him. Another, slightly less cautious part of him wondered what the consequences of entering them would be..

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It happens in slow motion. One second, a great flash of light, illuminating the inky blackness of the sky with a blast of yellow-orange light, the next, the light had expanded. It had expanded several, several times, into a fissure in space, golden-yellow in color and bright enough that looking at it head-on was enough to hurt the eyes. Soon, another joins it, and then another six, bathing the ship in their all-encompassing glory. Four fissures formed a ring around the center of the Half-Light, with two side-by-side on both the front and back, each bleeding void radiation in a manner that would instantly ping every sensor in the area. Perhaps this was why it was travelling such a remote path to its destination.

However, the light show wasn't quite done yet. Out of every fissure exits a single ship, painted in dirty shades of green and brown, reminiscent of other Grineer vessels, but much smaller, each ship only somewhat larger than the average Liset, with weaponry of some kind mounted on the front. The whole event lasted perhaps a few seconds, before splitting along an invisible seam through the middle of the Half-Light, each ship peeling away from what it had seemingly been escorting to turn on the ships currently in the area, firing a rapid stream of projectiles at the ones currently airborne.

Gamma

As Gamma Squad approaches their airlock, it opens with a hiss, revealing a small room with a locked door, waiting for all to enter and the airlock behind them to close before it would open. In the few seconds of downtime they had between the chaos occurring outside and the beginning of the infiltration, they may notice that the ship is... much tidier than would be expected so far. The rooms are more spacious, smoother in their curves, seeming somewhat plastic, as opposed to the harsh metal commonly associated with Grineer ships. This moment of peace is shattered by the opening of the door to the Half-Light, introducing the group to two Lancers, both aiming their weapons into the airlock, and by extension, them.

Behind the Lancers, the room is... wholly empty, consisting of a hallway and two sets of stairs, both going up and towards the nose of the ship, and their first injection point lying deeper inside the ship, to the left of the group, through an unassuming door. An unusual seeming panel is located on the wall, perfectly rectangular and perched on a tarnished silver stand.

((Image of Gamma Squad's entry hallway, but tidier, with no random chest high cover and unmarked barrels.))

 

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Delta

Delta group's airlock slips open just as the first crack in space opens, allowing them in with a hiss of air. Immediately, the group would be faced by a number of unusual aspects regarding the ship. The rooms feel much less claustrophobic than one would be used to on a Grineer vessel, the walls further apart, the lighting significantly less dim. Furthermore, not a single speck of dust can be seen, not a single blemish on the unexpectedly plastic-like grating. Everything seemed... incredibly clean. Nevertheless, the airlock opens to the remainder of the ship before too long. Immediately, they would spot a number of Lancers and Butchers sprinting down the hall, seemingly headed deeper into the bowels of the craft, taking no notice of the airlock that had just unsealed itself not too far from them.

From the group's position, the area assumed to be navigation is located to the right of the group, past a number of pillars and railings, all in the same overly tidy, plastic texture. They would need to make their way past the deluge of bodies rushing the opposite direction somehow. A keen eye may spot a rather fragile looking vent at the opposite end of the hall, directly above the door through which the units were rushing.

((Image of Delta Squad's entry point. Wider, tidier, and with no jutting out pipes.))

 

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Dov didn't even think before acting, his instincts kicking in. 
His Volt expanded energy from its reservior, converting it at the tips of his left fist's fingers, turning it into electricity. His fist now glowed with the blinding light of a thunderstrike as he lunged at the nearest Lancer, attempting to jam is his fist into the poor Grineer's chest.

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On 2019-09-23 at 8:21 PM, DaMadReaper said:

Gamma

As Gamma Squad approaches their airlock, it opens with a hiss, revealing a small room with a locked door, waiting for all to enter and the airlock behind them to close before it would open. In the few seconds of downtime they had between the chaos occurring outside and the beginning of the infiltration, they may notice that the ship is... much tidier than would be expected so far. The rooms are more spacious, smoother in their curves, seeming somewhat plastic, as opposed to the harsh metal commonly associated with Grineer ships. This moment of peace is shattered by the opening of the door to the Half-Light, introducing the group to two Lancers, both aiming their weapons into the airlock, and by extension, them.

Behind the Lancers, the room is... wholly empty, consisting of a hallway and two sets of stairs, both going up and towards the nose of the ship, and their first injection point lying deeper inside the ship, to the left of the group, through an unassuming door. An unusual seeming panel is located on the wall, perfectly rectangular and perched on a tarnished silver stand.

 

 

Gamma

 

In a fluid motion, Insali darted forwards, unsheathing his Skana and making a broad slash, with the intent to cleave the other Lancer in two. It seemed like these two were the only ones currently present Should be an easy job to silence them.

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On 2019-09-23 at 6:21 PM, DaMadReaper said:

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It happens in slow motion. One second, a great flash of light, illuminating the inky blackness of the sky with a blast of yellow-orange light, the next, the light had expanded. It had expanded several, several times, into a fissure in space, golden-yellow in color and bright enough that looking at it head-on was enough to hurt the eyes. Soon, another joins it, and then another six, bathing the ship in their all-encompassing glory. Four fissures formed a ring around the center of the Half-Light, with two side-by-side on both the front and back, each bleeding void radiation in a manner that would instantly ping every sensor in the area. Perhaps this was why it was travelling such a remote path to its destination.

However, the light show wasn't quite done yet. Out of every fissure exits a single ship, painted in dirty shades of green and brown, reminiscent of other Grineer vessels, but much smaller, each ship only somewhat larger than the average Liset, with weaponry of some kind mounted on the front. The whole event lasted perhaps a few seconds, before splitting along an invisible seam through the middle of the Half-Light, each ship peeling away from what it had seemingly been escorting to turn on the ships currently in the area, firing a rapid stream of projectiles at the ones currently airborne.

Gamma

As Gamma Squad approaches their airlock, it opens with a hiss, revealing a small room with a locked door, waiting for all to enter and the airlock behind them to close before it would open. In the few seconds of downtime they had between the chaos occurring outside and the beginning of the infiltration, they may notice that the ship is... much tidier than would be expected so far. The rooms are more spacious, smoother in their curves, seeming somewhat plastic, as opposed to the harsh metal commonly associated with Grineer ships. This moment of peace is shattered by the opening of the door to the Half-Light, introducing the group to two Lancers, both aiming their weapons into the airlock, and by extension, them.

Behind the Lancers, the room is... wholly empty, consisting of a hallway and two sets of stairs, both going up and towards the nose of the ship, and their first injection point lying deeper inside the ship, to the left of the group, through an unassuming door. An unusual seeming panel is located on the wall, perfectly rectangular and perched on a tarnished silver stand.

((Image of Gamma Squad's entry hallway, but tidier, with no random chest high cover and unmarked barrels.))

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Delta

Delta group's airlock slips open just as the first crack in space opens, allowing them in with a hiss of air. Immediately, the group would be faced by a number of unusual aspects regarding the ship. The rooms feel much less claustrophobic than one would be used to on a Grineer vessel, the walls further apart, the lighting significantly less dim. Furthermore, not a single speck of dust can be seen, not a single blemish on the unexpectedly plastic-like grating. Everything seemed... incredibly clean. Nevertheless, the airlock opens to the remainder of the ship before too long. Immediately, they would spot a number of Lancers and Butchers sprinting down the hall, seemingly headed deeper into the bowels of the craft, taking no notice of the airlock that had just unsealed itself not too far from them.

From the group's position, the area assumed to be navigation is located to the right of the group, past a number of pillars and railings, all in the same overly tidy, plastic texture. They would need to make their way past the deluge of bodies rushing the opposite direction somehow. A keen eye may spot a rather fragile looking vent at the opposite end of the hall, directly above the door through which the units were rushing.

((Image of Delta Squad's entry point. Wider, tidier, and with no jutting out pipes.))

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DELTA

As Cyrus' Archwing reaches the airlock, he turns to see...well, something. Space itself seemed to crack and burst with a flash of blinding light as a small ship falls out. So that was what a Lantern was. Interesting. It was clearly more than just effects of whatever was cloaking this ship - some kind of way to open a hole to the Void, to conceal ships and the like. But...now wasn't the time for posturing.

The airlock opens, and Cyrus slips in, taking a look at the unusual cleanliness of the room. Maybe it was actually a research ship after all. A group of Grineer guards seemed to be on the move somewhere...interesting. Maybe to try and deal with the other two louder teams? Whatever the case was, they either hadn't noticed or didn't care about the airlock, and the Tenno wasn't keen on announcing their arrival, choosing to let them go.

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1 hour ago, Oobloobx said:
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DELTA

As Cyrus' Archwing reaches the airlock, he turns to see...well, something. Space itself seemed to crack and burst with a flash of blinding light as a small ship falls out. So that was what a Lantern was. Interesting. It was clearly more than just effects of whatever was cloaking this ship - some kind of way to open a hole to the Void, to conceal ships and the like. But...now wasn't the time for posturing.

The airlock opens, and Cyrus slips in, taking a look at the unusual cleanliness of the room. Maybe it was actually a research ship after all. A group of Grineer guards seemed to be on the move somewhere...interesting. Maybe to try and deal with the other two louder teams? Whatever the case was, they either hadn't noticed or didn't care about the airlock, and the Tenno wasn't keen on announcing their arrival, choosing to let them go.

 

 

Cutting the makeshift tether with a small knife, Ag'ni hopped from Cyrus's Archwing and into the room, quickly unslinging the Ignis Wraith from over his back. His mechanical legs didn't allow him the quietest of movements, but he crept into position behind cover at a column of tall vertical piping in the middle of the room as quickly as he could. With a small puff, the pilot light on the Ignis burst into life, a shimmering blue that matched the sheen that now covered the Scorch as his pocket shield generator powered up.

As a relatively close-range fighter, Ag'ni would not do very well alone against his medium-long range ex-brethren. His weapon could panic entire firing lines or waves of melee shock troops if he caught them with an ambush however. Such surprise-from-cover tactics typical of Grineer Scorch units served them well, and Ag'ni was well aware of that fact.

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On 2019-09-24 at 8:23 PM, ShrimpOverlord said:

Dov didn't even think before acting, his instincts kicking in.
His Volt expanded energy from its reservior, converting it at the tips of his left fist's fingers, turning it into electricity. His fist now glowed with the blinding light of a thunderstrike as he lunged at the nearest Lancer, attempting to jam is his fist into the poor Grineer's chest.

Gamma

17 hours ago, Psychotoxin said:

In a fluid motion, Insali darted forwards, unsheathing his Skana and making a broad slash, with the intent to cleave the other Lancer in two. It seemed like these two were the only ones currently present Should be an easy job to silence them.

First contact already. Andrea wasn't surprised, if a little slow. Her aim was on point and rounds would've been let loose, had she not remembered that loud weapons aren't well suited for a stealth operation. She would've reached for her sidearm, but that is an even louder alternative. Last was melee, and surprise, they're out of striking distance for a dagger. All these quick considerations are what made her slow, which allowed her squadmates to take care of the problem instead.

All that escaped her was a chuckle, lower than the cut of that Excalibur's blade. They'll get to shine now, she'll get her chance later. For now she'll be on looking for any other Grineer units that might've escaped their notice.

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Gamma

Some, when confronted by unusual, unexpected, or otherwise threatening situations, tend to respond in fear, some in panic, some even in withdrawal. The Tenno, however, did no such thing. This was why, when facing two Grineer who could have very easily ruined their mission before it had even begun, Dov had responded by slamming his charged fist directly into one of their chests. It impacted with a crack, at first, caught on the front of the armored man. However, it was soon replaced by the distinct crunch of a broken ribcage, and the squelch of a hand ripping through the organs of another. As the lifeblood slowly ebbed from the Lancer with a new orifice, he turned to look at his companion, only to find the other Lancer... preoccupied. A fair assumption, given that one half of the man was now on the ground, the ragged cut where his abdomen would be no longer attached to its counterpart on the still-standing legs.

Soon, even those standing legs would reach the ground, their wet thud lost in the sound of Andrea's laughter. A few moments later, even that was gone. Perhaps now, the group would notice the utter, oppressive silence that had taken command of the ship. None of the usual industrial noises one would expect of a Grineer ship were present. The silver console beckons invitingly in its place, its blank screen inviting a touch still.

Delta

Delta Group's situation was... as odd one. Dozens of Grineer sprinted full forrce past the open airlock, none even bothering to turn their head to have a look inside, spotting the quite obvious group of infiltrators. It seemed that something much bigger than a few infiltrators had captured their attention. The most logical connection that one in this situation might make would be that Beta Squad had begun their own part of the plan. Nevertheless, as the moments went by, the herd began to thin, and then clear, all of the troops having disappeared somewhere deeper inside the ship, allowing for signifcantly more freedom to explore. However, something was different. As the group wandered through the room, they may notice a glint of silver on the plasticy grating, winking at them from the edge of their vision. It seemed that something had been left behind by one of the troops.

Upon closer inspection, the others would find it to be a reflective silver orb, warm to the touch, with a slightly indented circle on one side of it. Perhaps with enough force, it could be pushed?

Navigation still sat to the right of them, promising to have at least some interesting information regarding the ship.

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Gamma

"Well, this is odd... I'm pretty sure we should be hearing the engines, or something." Insali muttered, kneeling down, and checking the bisected Lancer's headgear for a comm piece.

He cast a cursory glance at the room, and the console, while checking the body, trying to discern something of note, aside from the console. The Excalibur had no inclination to approach it. He was better at taking guys out, not cracking codes.

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15 hours ago, DaMadReaper said:

Gamma

Some, when confronted by unusual, unexpected, or otherwise threatening situations, tend to respond in fear, some in panic, some even in withdrawal. The Tenno, however, did no such thing. This was why, when facing two Grineer who could have very easily ruined their mission before it had even begun, Dov had responded by slamming his charged fist directly into one of their chests. It impacted with a crack, at first, caught on the front of the armored man. However, it was soon replaced by the distinct crunch of a broken ribcage, and the squelch of a hand ripping through the organs of another. As the lifeblood slowly ebbed from the Lancer with a new orifice, he turned to look at his companion, only to find the other Lancer... preoccupied. A fair assumption, given that one half of the man was now on the ground, the ragged cut where his abdomen would be no longer attached to its counterpart on the still-standing legs.

Soon, even those standing legs would reach the ground, their wet thud lost in the sound of Andrea's laughter. A few moments later, even that was gone. Perhaps now, the group would notice the utter, oppressive silence that had taken command of the ship. None of the usual industrial noises one would expect of a Grineer ship were present. The silver console beckons invitingly in its place, its blank screen inviting a touch still.

Palutu does not express any emotions regarding this bloodbath. Not only these Grineer didn't appear to have anything interesting with them, but also the events were so fast that Palutu didn't have time to set up recording for future reference. Though now...

"Operative Dov. Please hold your sight at the Grineer for a moment." Should Dov look at the Grineer, Palutu would make a fraction-second long visual scan onto the Grineer and see if those two had any unusual equipment. Palutu will also thank Dov if given a chance to get data.

Then something more interesting appears at the corner of Dov's visiob; a console. "Take me there," Palutu instructs Dov, and if Dov has any HUD implemented, the Cephalon even highlights the console with an arrow.

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18 hours ago, DaMadReaper said:

Gamma

Some, when confronted by unusual, unexpected, or otherwise threatening situations, tend to respond in fear, some in panic, some even in withdrawal. The Tenno, however, did no such thing. This was why, when facing two Grineer who could have very easily ruined their mission before it had even begun, Dov had responded by slamming his charged fist directly into one of their chests. It impacted with a crack, at first, caught on the front of the armored man. However, it was soon replaced by the distinct crunch of a broken ribcage, and the squelch of a hand ripping through the organs of another. As the lifeblood slowly ebbed from the Lancer with a new orifice, he turned to look at his companion, only to find the other Lancer... preoccupied. A fair assumption, given that one half of the man was now on the ground, the ragged cut where his abdomen would be no longer attached to its counterpart on the still-standing legs.

Soon, even those standing legs would reach the ground, their wet thud lost in the sound of Andrea's laughter. A few moments later, even that was gone. Perhaps now, the group would notice the utter, oppressive silence that had taken command of the ship. None of the usual industrial noises one would expect of a Grineer ship were present. The silver console beckons invitingly in its place, its blank screen inviting a touch still.

 

4 hours ago, NuttyNuti said:

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The volt nodded his head, looking at the dead bodies for a few seconds, shaking his fist and getting rid of a few droplets of blood. He then quickly paced towards the console, looking at it and waiting for an order from the cephalon - he didn't want to make assumptions and plug it into something he shouldn't and compromise the mission.

He noted the strange silence and pondered it. It... wasn't that weird to him. This is clearly some kind of special reconnaissance ship, or something of the kind - it makes sense that clone production and metal smelting wouldn't be going on. Still...  The distinct sounds of hidraulics and steam was certainly missing. Eerily so.

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22 hours ago, ShrimpOverlord said:

The volt nodded his head, looking at the dead bodies for a few seconds, shaking his fist and getting rid of a few droplets of blood. He then quickly paced towards the console, looking at it and waiting for an order from the cephalon - he didn't want to make assumptions and plug it into something he shouldn't and compromise the mission.

He noted the strange silence and pondered it. It... wasn't that weird to him. This is clearly some kind of special reconnaissance ship, or something of the kind - it makes sense that clone production and metal smelting wouldn't be going on. Still...  The distinct sounds of hidraulics and steam was certainly missing. Eerily so.

"Thank you, Operative Dov."

Then the terminal... of course, one does not simply walk into a foreign system. Palutu if anyone knew it - and had prepared for it. They makea quick visual scan on the system to affirm compatibility.

"Here, link me. Also, unplug me when I tell so." The Cephalon highlights the appropriate data cables and data sockets in  Dov's HUD.

Palutu's cracking system was a secured two-fold procedure. If everything would go as planned, Palutu's self-made sacrificial disturbance subroutine would make a tentative check on the system, testing how the crackable system would react on the disturbance. If the subroutine would encounter no problems, the affirmative signal would be sent, and Palutu would know that their main invasion protocol could be able to handle cracking the system. And in the worst case, the sacrificial system would just succumb to whatever counter measures it would encounter, not sending the affirmation signal, and then Palutu would know that the system would be risky to navigate in, and then they would just eject the contaminated subroutine. Hence the name "sacrificial".

For now, Palutu had encountered very few systems that sacricifial subroutine had not affirmed, and majority of those cases were false alarms. Still, never ignore the margin of error...

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On 2019-09-27 at 1:59 PM, ShrimpOverlord said:

The volt nodded his head, looking at the dead bodies for a few seconds, shaking his fist and getting rid of a few droplets of blood. He then quickly paced towards the console, looking at it and waiting for an order from the cephalon - he didn't want to make assumptions and plug it into something he shouldn't and compromise the mission.

He noted the strange silence and pondered it. It... wasn't that weird to him. This is clearly some kind of special reconnaissance ship, or something of the kind - it makes sense that clone production and metal smelting wouldn't be going on. Still...  The distinct sounds of hydraulics and steam was certainly missing. Eerily so.

Two down, quickly and quietly. Impressive. Of course, there's Tenno who could take out both by oneself, but that clearly wasn't necessary here as of yet. Andrea took note that if she is to be of use before the mission inevitably becomes loud, she'll require a silent form of ranged execution. Thankfully she has one, the Dark Dagger on her hip would make for a good projectile, and she'll keep it in mind next time.

She moved forward, taking a position near Dov as he interacts with the console, aiming her weapon down the hallway. She did this without any of them asking, almost instinctually covering her ally.

As for the ship itself... in the back of her mind she might've forgotten for a second that this is a Grineer ship. It's so clean and quiet, but not as polished as Corpus technology either. Perhaps it is based on stolen blueprints, who knows. She didn't give it much more thought than that.

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On 2019-09-26 at 6:51 PM, DaMadReaper said:
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Gamma

Some, when confronted by unusual, unexpected, or otherwise threatening situations, tend to respond in fear, some in panic, some even in withdrawal. The Tenno, however, did no such thing. This was why, when facing two Grineer who could have very easily ruined their mission before it had even begun, Dov had responded by slamming his charged fist directly into one of their chests. It impacted with a crack, at first, caught on the front of the armored man. However, it was soon replaced by the distinct crunch of a broken ribcage, and the squelch of a hand ripping through the organs of another. As the lifeblood slowly ebbed from the Lancer with a new orifice, he turned to look at his companion, only to find the other Lancer... preoccupied. A fair assumption, given that one half of the man was now on the ground, the ragged cut where his abdomen would be no longer attached to its counterpart on the still-standing legs.

Soon, even those standing legs would reach the ground, their wet thud lost in the sound of Andrea's laughter. A few moments later, even that was gone. Perhaps now, the group would notice the utter, oppressive silence that had taken command of the ship. None of the usual industrial noises one would expect of a Grineer ship were present. The silver console beckons invitingly in its place, its blank screen inviting a touch still.

Delta

Delta Group's situation was... as odd one. Dozens of Grineer sprinted full forrce past the open airlock, none even bothering to turn their head to have a look inside, spotting the quite obvious group of infiltrators. It seemed that something much bigger than a few infiltrators had captured their attention. The most logical connection that one in this situation might make would be that Beta Squad had begun their own part of the plan. Nevertheless, as the moments went by, the herd began to thin, and then clear, all of the troops having disappeared somewhere deeper inside the ship, allowing for signifcantly more freedom to explore. However, something was different. As the group wandered through the room, they may notice a glint of silver on the plasticy grating, winking at them from the edge of their vision. It seemed that something had been left behind by one of the troops.

Upon closer inspection, the others would find it to be a reflective silver orb, warm to the touch, with a slightly indented circle on one side of it. Perhaps with enough force, it could be pushed?

Navigation still sat to the right of them, promising to have at least some interesting information regarding the ship.

 

DELTA

Cyrus waited for a moment when the Grineer had gone, checking that they weren't going to suddenly turn back and deal with them. When satisfied, he moves into the room proper, hungry to explore.

Something had been left behind when the swarm marched past, a silver orb of mystery, a button-like circle begging to be pushed. As tantalising as the idea was, it was...probably best to first check whether this was a bomb or something else that would doom them all if activated. Besides, maybe it should be examined closer to find out what makes up this thing.

"Does anybody recognise this?" The Tenno says, holding the orb up while trying to balance keeping quiet with letting everyone hear him. "One of the Grineer dropped it, I think."

Edited by Oobloobx
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22 hours ago, NuttyNuti said:

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The Volt nodded his head and plugged the Cephalon in, letting it do its job.

The quiet sound of crackling electricity reached his ears as he stood at guard, constantly switching his attention from the console to his surroundings. He didn't want anyone jumping on them, but he also wanted to see what the Cephalon was doing, if there was any visual feedback. Probably won't be, but worth looking out for.

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DELTA

47 minutes ago, Oobloobx said:
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DELTA

Cyrus waited for a moment when the Grineer had gone, checking that they weren't going to suddenly turn back and deal with them. When satisfied, he moves into the room proper, hungry to explore.

Something had been left behind when the swarm marched past, a silver orb of mystery, a button-like circle begging to be pushed. As tantalising as the idea was, it was...probably best to first check whether this was a bomb or something else that would doom them all if activated. Besides, maybe it should be examined closer to find out what makes up this thing.

"Does anybody recognise this?" The Tenno says, holding the orb up while trying to balance keeping quiet with letting everyone hear him. "One of the Grineer dropped it, I think."

 

 

The Scorch peered at the object, but seemed to have not the faintest idea of what it could be.

"Maybe the Cephalon might know. This thing." Ag'ni said. Being of no help when it came to this object, he took up position near the doorway that opened up to the passage beyond where numerous Grineer troops had stormed down just moments before. It seemed unlikely now that any more troops would come barging into the room at this point, but where ambushes were concerned, Ag'ni was not going to be on the receiving end.

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2 hours ago, Oobloobx said:

DELTA

Cyrus waited for a moment when the Grineer had gone, checking that they weren't going to suddenly turn back and deal with them. When satisfied, he moves into the room proper, hungry to explore.

Something had been left behind when the swarm marched past, a silver orb of mystery, a button-like circle begging to be pushed. As tantalizing as the idea was, it was...probably best to first check whether this was a bomb or something else that would doom them all if activated. Besides, maybe it should be examined closer to find out what makes up this thing.

"Does anybody recognise this?" The Tenno says, holding the orb up while trying to balance keeping quiet with letting everyone hear him. "One of the Grineer dropped it, I think."

"I have never seen anything like this before." Takar said. "It does not appear to be of Grineer origin, or if it is, then their production capabilities have become far more refined."

None of this feels right. Why would the Grineer have access to technology that seems to harness Void energy? Why would a seemingly random lancer have this device that is not of Grineer design?

"Keep hold of it for now. We need to head towards our objective."

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