Railway to the Abyss (closed, IC)

[ArchwingPrime]

3 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj mentally bookmarked the path to the security office, His frost still following behind the woman.
"If I, or any other Tenno, was after you, you'd know." Svytoj replied. "My main goal was surveillance. Blew up in my face, quite literally, when I was trying to clear evidence of my arrival. " Svytoj sounded bitter at the last part. "got shot from the vent system like it was a goddamn spud-gun..."
Svytoj, still back were he had been left, continued looking for data conduits where he sat: He hoped he wouldn't have to send his Warframe to the security office.
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Chegar was still piloting his Vauban, Arms folded behind his back as He watched the convoy from afar. His eyes fixed on the lead ship.
"Don't worry. You're ship is coming along fine." he said calmly. "Right now, we need to be brainstorming ways of getting aboard. Preferably before they know we're coming." Chegar looked over at Altair. "Thoughts?"

Perhaps with the right modifications, we could implement cloaking technology to sneak through the defenses undetected. It would take time for the upgrades though 

[souldrive11]

11 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Svytoj mentally bookmarked the path to the security office, His frost still following behind the woman.
"If I, or any other Tenno, was after you, you'd know." Svytoj replied. "My main goal was surveillance. Blew up in my face, quite literally, when I was trying to clear evidence of my arrival. " Svytoj sounded bitter at the last part. "got shot from the vent system like it was a goddamn spud-gun..."
Svytoj, still back were he had been left, continued looking for data conduits where he sat: He hoped he wouldn't have to send his Warframe to the security office.

In the tiny crawlspace where *Svytoj* is, self made insertion cuts and connections abound on the wires and circuits bolted underneath the floors, a result of the woman putting feelers out throughout the ship's sensor array. Not a single one is at a level deep enough to affect systems directly, but 

"With anti-ship missiles?" The figure asks with equal snark and surprise, apparently pulling a bit of info on the hanger fallout enroute. "Now, I'm no official space ninja, but I'm pretty sure explosives aren't people's first thought when doing a sneaking mission."

After a few more minutes of quiet crawling, the pair arrive at a line of underlying grates, with a cross intersection a few meters ahead. Outside, the sounds of precision footsteps can be heard, and on the edge of sight peeking to the other side of the room a rotating Tech warden who's back is facing them is sitting at giant console could be seen, floating hard light screens surrounding the air.

"...right, first stop to hit..." The woman turns her head and whispers to the Frost, her visor flashing to life for a moment.

"Console's gotta be hit as part of a system that needs to be infiltrated before I can get to the bridge. The bucket in the swivel chair's also got one of the five sets of keys needed to get those *things*," the woman points at the bolts still inserted inside the Frost. "off you."

"Sensors and cameras up here have to be physically hacked to avoid the failsafes built into the entire ship, and even then it will be only for a a minute or so before they reset. The guards are disciplined, but in this case it can be used as they're guaranteed to walk in a set patrol between panels. Objective is simple; take down the staff *quietly*, quickly, and *incapacitate*, not kill the chief before anyone can raise an alarm. Think you can do that, or do you want to take a backseat to this?"

[souldrive11]

On 10/9/2017 at 10:22 PM, EscortAlpha said:

"Chegar, I need you too look into something." Svytoj asked silently over the somatic link, pulling part of his warframe from his arm, some being left behind as it was pinned to his flesh.
"What do you need?"
"I want you to do some research on someone..."He continued, an image of the woman that rescued him flooding over Chegar's vision.
"You got free?"
"Had some help. You think you can dig something up?" Svytoj asked, flexing his fingers as the detached armature of his Frost flexed in turn.
"I'll try."
"Thanks." Svytoj replied. To the figure sitting next to him, it would seem as if he had just got a bit quiet.

At the first pass on public search engines, no hits come up on the mysterious woman's identity. Whether it be on Grineer hit lists, or Corpus high value targets, nothing directly matches the shape or voice of the figure. Syndicates and private databases would take a bit more time to sift through. Whoever this person is, they're definitely not well known by the two main factions.

[EscortAlpha]

On 10/15/2017 at 4:53 PM, souldrive11 said:

At the first pass on public search engines, no hits come up on the mysterious woman's identity. Whether it be on Grineer hit lists, or Corpus high value targets, nothing directly matches the shape or voice of the figure. Syndicates and private databases would take a bit more time to sift through. Whoever this person is, they're definitely not well known by the two main factions.

On 10/15/2017 at 4:48 PM, souldrive11 said:

In the tiny crawlspace where *Svytoj* is, self made insertion cuts and connections abound on the wires and circuits bolted underneath the floors, a result of the woman putting feelers out throughout the ship's sensor array. Not a single one is at a level deep enough to affect systems directly, but 

"With anti-ship missiles?" The figure asks with equal snark and surprise, apparently pulling a bit of info on the hanger fallout enroute. "Now, I'm no official space ninja, but I'm pretty sure explosives aren't people's first thought when doing a sneaking mission."

After a few more minutes of quiet crawling, the pair arrive at a line of underlying grates, with a cross intersection a few meters ahead. Outside, the sounds of precision footsteps can be heard, and on the edge of sight peeking to the other side of the room a rotating Tech warden who's back is facing them is sitting at giant console could be seen, floating hard light screens surrounding the air.

"...right, first stop to hit..." The woman turns her head and whispers to the Frost, her visor flashing to life for a moment.

"Console's gotta be hit as part of a system that needs to be infiltrated before I can get to the bridge. The bucket in the swivel chair's also got one of the five sets of keys needed to get those *things*," the woman points at the bolts still inserted inside the Frost. "off you."

"Sensors and cameras up here have to be physically hacked to avoid the failsafes built into the entire ship, and even then it will be only for a a minute or so before they reset. The guards are disciplined, but in this case it can be used as they're guaranteed to walk in a set patrol between panels. Objective is simple; take down the staff *quietly*, quickly, and *incapacitate*, not kill the chief before anyone can raise an alarm. Think you can do that, or do you want to take a backseat to this?"

"At the time it was either 'stage accident' or let them find trace void energy in the ice on that ship." Svytoj said, placing one of his hands on the wires near him as his warframe continued to crawl. "I personally blame the normal corpus 'form over function' marketing plan they usually go by."
If the woman looked again, she would see that the tip of the bolt was missing, being replaced by a metallic scab created by the Frost's regenerative aura: The bolt wasn't in the Waframe, but rather in the being that had exited it.
With his hand over the wires, Svytoj began to 'read' the data flowing through them, listening and watching the audio and video data that may be there.
"As for taking out the patrols, I may be able to assist: Freezing them over without causing lasting damage wouldn't be to hard. The only issue may be how discrete we can do it." Svytoj said "It's not too loud, but there's still a chance the temperature change could tips one off." He paused for a moment. "At this point, it's your mission. You think turning that room into a cooler is the better bet?"
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On 10/15/2017 at 8:25 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

"Perhaps with the right modifications, we could implement cloaking technology to sneak through the defenses undetected. It would take time for the upgrades though."

"Maybe." Chegar said calmly. "I'm still concerned how quickly they saw through the ships void mask." The Vauban tapped his foot as he thought.
"Svytoj said he got in when he hitch-hiked on one of their ships. We don't have the luxury of a corpus ship, but disguising one of ours as space debris may give us an edge. so long as void mask echos don't give the ship away again."

[souldrive11]

2 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

"At the time it was either 'stage accident' or let them find trace void energy in the ice on that ship." Svytoj said, placing one of his hands on the wires near him as his warframe continued to crawl. "I personally blame the normal corpus 'form over function' marketing plan they usually go by."
If the woman looked again, she would see that the tip of the bolt was missing, being replaced by a metallic scab created by the Frost's regenerative aura: The bolt wasn't in the Waframe, but rather in the being that had exited it.
With his hand over the wires, Svytoj began to 'read' the data flowing through them, listening and watching the audio and video data that may be there.
"As for taking out the patrols, I may be able to assist: Freezing them over without causing lasting damage wouldn't be to hard. The only issue may be how discrete we can do it." Svytoj said "It's not too loud, but there's still a chance the temperature change could tips one off." He paused for a moment. "At this point, it's your mission. You think turning that room into a cooler is the better bet?"

"Oh it'll tip them off without a doubt if you use your fridge powers overtly. And any kills will immediately trigger a shipwide alert. No. it's gotta be the old fashioned way, grabbing and submissions."

The woman leans out and gently pries open the foot level grate. leaning it to the side. "If you're confident in accuracy though, I suggest hitting the limbs as soon as they're down and you have a clean shot. If the head or any of the bucket -borgs inside the alarm, no amount of vent crawling will keep us safe."

At the end of that line, the Shade zooms ahead and up into the overhanging vents above.

"Time to go stealth."

With that, the woman slides out and behind a island panel. As a guard finishes inspecting the sensors and turns around she spins forward, grabs them by the neck and pulls them behind as the overhanging camera swings across. Silently, the woman grapples the guard in a necklock, the guard tapping their even their enhanced arms futilely against the woman`s own for a few seconds before finally blacking out. Slipping along the walls she repeats the process, the Shade's metallic manipulator temporarily shutting down the cameras long enough for the woman to pull a guard behind a darkened corner and incapacitate them. The entire process appears strikingly similar to a certain methodology used by a group that operates throughout the system.

In the span of a minute, all but the head guard has been dispatched, and with luck they were spinning back towards the other side of the room. 

"...right, ten seconds before cameras come back online. here goes nothing..."

Sneaking into a corner, the woman takes a quiet breath before they bolt for the guard before they spin back around. 

As they make it halfway through the room, a stray datapad within the Frost's line of sight drops onto the ground, clattering like a nail in an echoing room. The head guard spins around, and upon seeing the figure rushing them pulls out a handgun and takes aim at the woman's head.

[EscortAlpha]

On 10/17/2017 at 12:30 AM, souldrive11 said:

"Oh it'll tip them off without a doubt if you use your fridge powers overtly. And any kills will immediately trigger a shipwide alert. No. it's gotta be the old fashioned way, grabbing and submissions."

The woman leans out and gently pries open the foot level grate. leaning it to the side. "If you're confident in accuracy though, I suggest hitting the limbs as soon as they're down and you have a clean shot. If the head or any of the bucket -borgs inside the alarm, no amount of vent crawling will keep us safe."

At the end of that line, the Shade zooms ahead and up into the overhanging vents above.

"Time to go stealth."

With that, the woman slides out and behind a island panel. As a guard finishes inspecting the sensors and turns around she spins forward, grabs them by the neck and pulls them behind as the overhanging camera swings across. Silently, the woman grapples the guard in a necklock, the guard tapping their even their enhanced arms futilely against the woman`s own for a few seconds before finally blacking out. Slipping along the walls she repeats the process, the Shade's metallic manipulator temporarily shutting down the cameras long enough for the woman to pull a guard behind a darkened corner and incapacitate them. The entire process appears strikingly similar to a certain methodology used by a group that operates throughout the system.

In the span of a minute, all but the head guard has been dispatched, and with luck they were spinning back towards the other side of the room. 

"...right, ten seconds before cameras come back online. here goes nothing..."

Sneaking into a corner, the woman takes a quiet breath before they bolt for the guard before they spin back around. 

As they make it halfway through the room, a stray datapad within the Frost's line of sight drops onto the ground, clattering like a nail in an echoing room. The head guard spins around, and upon seeing the figure rushing them pulls out a handgun and takes aim at the woman's head.

The downed guards would find their arms and legs held to the floor by thick ice. Before the Head Guard could pull the trigger, an equally thick layer of ice coats their arm and weapon, locking the firing mechanism. a thin sheet of ice formed below their boots as Svytoj lobbed a large brick of ice at the Guards chest; Not to freeze, but to send the guard off balance and cause them to slip on the ice. The Frost quickly moved to stay out of the cammera's line of sight.

[souldrive11]

1 hour ago, EscortAlpha said:

The downed guards would find their arms and legs held to the floor by thick ice. Before the Head Guard could pull the trigger, an equally thick layer of ice coats their arm and weapon, locking the firing mechanism. a thin sheet of ice formed below their boots as Svytoj lobbed a large brick of ice at the Guards chest; Not to freeze, but to send the guard off balance and cause them to slip on the ice. The Frost quickly moved to stay out of the cammera's line of sight.

The woman leaps feet first into the air at the guard looses their footing and slips backwards back into their chair. Grabbing the guard's neck, she grabs them in an an aerial headlock and drags them down in a gravity assisted takedown. Wasting no time, they squeeze down on the guard's neck, pressure popping the Tech's helmet straight off revealing a head that's half replaced with cybernetics, including an articial eye and no right ear.

Within a short period the guard is rendered unconscious, and the woman drag them into a nearby grate, stuffing them inside like a scrunched up piece of paper before locking the crate back on. Getting back up, the woman quickly pours over the guard's station, scrolling down the hard light screens in a flurry before activating a series of protocols.

"...ok, cameras will be fed false data for the next half an hour, and guards should be knocked out long enough...I hope..." she mutters both to herself and to Svytoj.

Holding a keychain and long cylinder they swiftly crawl back into the vents and over to the hidden Frost.

"Don't lose these," The woman pants, handing Svytoj both the keychain and cylinder. "The keychain's got the electronic key, and the tube's a self changing physical key. One down, and we've got to hit four more before the half hour's up before the bridge security can be bypassed. Let's move..."

The woman wastes no time before restarting her crawl through the vents, disappearing from sight and sound in a flash. The clock is ticking, and there's still over two kilometers of ship to cover.

[ArchwingPrime]

On 10/16/2017 at 11:41 PM, EscortAlpha said:

"At the time it was either 'stage accident' or let them find trace void energy in the ice on that ship." Svytoj said, placing one of his hands on the wires near him as his warframe continued to crawl. "I personally blame the normal corpus 'form over function' marketing plan they usually go by."
If the woman looked again, she would see that the tip of the bolt was missing, being replaced by a metallic scab created by the Frost's regenerative aura: The bolt wasn't in the Waframe, but rather in the being that had exited it.
With his hand over the wires, Svytoj began to 'read' the data flowing through them, listening and watching the audio and video data that may be there.
"As for taking out the patrols, I may be able to assist: Freezing them over without causing lasting damage wouldn't be to hard. The only issue may be how discrete we can do it." Svytoj said "It's not too loud, but there's still a chance the temperature change could tips one off." He paused for a moment. "At this point, it's your mission. You think turning that room into a cooler is the better bet?"
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"Maybe." Chegar said calmly. "I'm still concerned how quickly they saw through the ships void mask." The Vauban tapped his foot as he thought.
"Svytoj said he got in when he hitch-hiked on one of their ships. We don't have the luxury of a corpus ship, but disguising one of ours as space debris may give us an edge. so long as void mask echos don't give the ship away again."

"Well, Chegar. Perhaps we should try that disguise method. The question is how to do it. There's only one kind of Warframe that excels at disguising and stealth and we don't have a Loki on our side" Altair sighed at the thought in dissatisfaction before looking around. 

[EscortAlpha]

19 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

The woman leaps feet first into the air at the guard looses their footing and slips backwards back into their chair. Grabbing the guard's neck, she grabs them in an an aerial headlock and drags them down in a gravity assisted takedown. Wasting no time, they squeeze down on the guard's neck, pressure popping the Tech's helmet straight off revealing a head that's half replaced with cybernetics, including an articial eye and no right ear.

Within a short period the guard is rendered unconscious, and the woman drag them into a nearby grate, stuffing them inside like a scrunched up piece of paper before locking the crate back on. Getting back up, the woman quickly pours over the guard's station, scrolling down the hard light screens in a flurry before activating a series of protocols.

"...ok, cameras will be fed false data for the next half an hour, and guards should be knocked out long enough...I hope..." she mutters both to herself and to Svytoj.

Holding a keychain and long cylinder they swiftly crawl back into the vents and over to the hidden Frost.

"Don't lose these," The woman pants, handing Svytoj both the keychain and cylinder. "The keychain's got the electronic key, and the tube's a self changing physical key. One down, and we've got to hit four more before the half hour's up before the bridge security can be bypassed. Let's move..."

The woman wastes no time before restarting her crawl through the vents, disappearing from sight and sound in a flash. The clock is ticking, and there's still over two kilometers of ship to cover.

In a flash of orange, the two keys vanished from the Frost's hand.
"Don't worry. I'm not letting them out of my sight." Svytoj said, now clasping onto them as they appeared in his own hand in another orange flash, the sound of them jingling in his grasp clear over the link. His Frost quickly followed, still managing to keep pace with the woman.
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19 hours ago, ArchwingPrime said:

"Well, Chegar. Perhaps we should try that disguise method. The question is how to do it. There's only one kind of Warframe that excels at disguising and stealth and we don't have a Loki on our side" Altair sighed at the thought in dissatisfaction before looking around. 

Chegar chuckled a bit. "You really think I'd go running around the solar system without having other 'frames in reserve?" He asked calmly. "Aside from rigging up a Loki, I think we should start collecting some of this debris; try to make a shell just big enough to hide whatever we're riding in."

On 10/15/2017 at 4:53 PM, souldrive11 said:

At the first pass on public search engines, no hits come up on the mysterious woman's identity. Whether it be on Grineer hit lists, or Corpus high value targets, nothing directly matches the shape or voice of the figure. Syndicates and private databases would take a bit more time to sift through. Whoever this person is, they're definitely not well known by the two main factions.

Chegar kept scrubbing for intel, taking a deeper dive into syndicate files.
Come-on, there's gotta be something...

[ArchwingPrime]

5 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

In a flash of orange, the two keys vanished from the Frost's hand.
"Don't worry. I'm not letting them out of my sight." Svytoj said, now clasping onto them as they appeared in his own hand in another orange flash, the sound of them jingling in his grasp clear over the link. His Frost quickly followed, still managing to keep pace with the woman.
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Chegar chuckled a bit. "You really think I'd go running around the solar system without having other 'frames in reserve?" He asked calmly. "Aside from rigging up a Loki, I think we should start collecting some of this debris; try to make a shell just big enough to hide whatever we're riding in."

Chegar kept scrubbing for intel, taking a deeper dive into syndicate files.
Come-on, there's gotta be something...

“Good idea. I need to load up my Elytron so I can push the debris onto the ship and start welding it together. It’s gonna take some strength, which is what a frame like Rhino has. I just gotta rig one up and we’ll be good to go. “ Altair smiled before waving and went down to the foundry to try and start crafting the Rhino.

[souldrive11]

18 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

In a flash of orange, the two keys vanished from the Frost's hand.
"Don't worry. I'm not letting them out of my sight." Svytoj said, now clasping onto them as they appeared in his own hand in another orange flash, the sound of them jingling in his grasp clear over the link. His Frost quickly followed, still managing to keep pace with the woman.
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Chegar kept scrubbing for intel, taking a deeper dive into syndicate files.
Come-on, there's gotta be something...

Before long, all five sets of keys have been pilfered and dropped in to the Frost's hands and the pair are now hiding in dead end shaft overlooking a main hallway below.

"...right, this is as far as this vent goes. Bridge is completely sealed off except for the one door." the woman whispers. Still dragging the empty suit behind her, she begins to shuffle herself inside the crewman outfit. Shortly after, a brown outfit pops out of the vent and dangles for a bit before dropping off onto the metal floor below. The Shade inside the vent nudges the bucket helmet down the exposed vent where the woman grabs it noiselessly and shunts it over her head.

[Here's hoping that my acting's good enough.] The woman mutters over the comm line. The crew*woman* walks up to the locked metal blast doors. [From here on out it's playing it by ear. Whatever happens If we can't take the bridge, months of hiding in the crawlspace and prepping will be for nothing.]

Slapping the bucket over her head several times to calm herself down, she takes one last look at the Frost before pressing a side panel, opening the blast doors and walking in, her steps and body language mimicing the crew onboard.

No sooner had she taken several steps when every single member of the bridge swivels around. In the captain's chair, a familiar voice booms throughout the room; the same voice that blared over the loudspeakers when Svytoj first crashed into the cargo hold.

"You are not a member of this crew." The genderless tone speaks flatly.

"but-"

"The next patrol report is not due for another twenty minutes, your suit GPS tracker has been tampered with,"

"I-"

"You aren't carrying the issued required firearms at all times, and your suit is bulging in the wrong places for a masculine build. I don't know who you are, but you,"

Several crewmen operators swiftly draw out Sciscos and open fire at once, the rounds hitting the woman squarely in the chest as she gets sent crashing to the ground.

"aren't taking another step."

---

Dossiers for affiliated members and associates are coming out negative. Loka comes out negative. Then Perrin comes out negative.

Finally, as the last of Meridian records are neared scoured a single hit comes up. The files are heavily encrypted and wouldn't be easy to access without diverting serious power and time to it, but what *is* viewable is a single symbol. The same symbol matches one that's barely stitched on the woman's right arm. It belongs to a small group, barely double digits in size if that. A symbol that Svytoj might be familiar with during his last few missions abroad.

Edited October 21, 2017 by souldrive11

[EscortAlpha]

16 hours ago, ArchwingPrime said:

“Good idea. I need to load up my Elytron so I can push the debris onto the ship and start welding it together. It’s gonna take some strength, which is what a frame like Rhino has. I just gotta rig one up and we’ll be good to go. “ Altair smiled before waving and went down to the foundry to try and start crafting the Rhino.

3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

Dossiers for affiliated members and associates are coming out negative. Loka comes out negative. Then Perrin comes out negative.

Finally, as the last of Meridian records are neared scoured a single hit comes up. The files are heavily encrypted and wouldn't be easy to access without diverting serious power and time to it, but what *is* viewable is a single symbol. The same symbol matches one that's barely stitched on the woman's right arm. It belongs to a small group, barely double digits in size if that. A symbol that Svytoj might be familiar with during his last few missions abroad.

"Just borrow mine." Chegar said, pointing over the armory. "I'll keep up with the repair: those shields need some serious patching." He said, making his way towards the shield generators.
He looked at his PDA, watching as the badge flashed across the display.
"Oh...Now how did Svytoj miss that?" Chegar said calmly, an coy smile crossing his face.
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3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

Before long, all five sets of keys have been pilfered and dropped in to the Frost's hands and the pair are now hiding in dead end shaft overlooking a main hallway below.

As each key fell into his hands, Svytoj quickly undid the restraining bolts, flexing his limbs as he made a mad dash through the vents, blinking quickly to his Frosts position. He couldn't see the woman, or his warframe, but he could hear them.

3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

"...right, this is as far as this vent goes. Bridge is completely sealed off except for the one door." the woman whispers. Still dragging the empty suit behind her, she begins to shuffle herself inside the crewman outfit. Shortly after, a brown outfit pops out of the vent and dangles for a bit before dropping off onto the metal floor below. The Shade inside the vent nudges the bucket helmet down the exposed vent where the woman grabs it noiselessly and shunts it over her head.

[Here's hoping that my acting's good enough.] The woman mutters over the comm line. The crew*woman* walks up to the locked metal blast doors. [From here on out it's playing it by ear. Whatever happens If we can't take the bridge, months of hiding in the crawlspace and prepping will be for nothing.]

Slapping the bucket over her head several times to calm herself down, she takes one last look at the Frost before pressing a side panel, opening the blast doors and walking in, her steps and body language mimicing the crew onboard.

As the vent closed, Svytoj blinked into the vent his Frost was in. He watched though the eyes of his warframe as the woman disappeared into the room, pressing towards the end of the vent.

3 hours ago, souldrive11 said:

No sooner had she taken several steps when every single member of the bridge swivels around. In the captain's chair, a familiar voice booms throughout the room; the same voice that blared over the loudspeakers when Svytoj first crashed into the cargo hold.

"You are not a member of this crew." The genderless tone speaks flatly.

"but-"

"The next patrol report is not due for another twenty minutes, your suit GPS tracker has been tampered with,"

"I-"

"You aren't carrying the issued required firearms at all times, and your suit is bulging in the wrong places for a masculine build. I don't know who you are, but you,"

Several crewmen operators swiftly draw out Sciscos and open fire at once, the rounds hitting the woman squarely in the chest as she gets sent crashing to the ground.

"aren't taking another step."

"You're gonna need more guns, boys..." The voice echoing from the hulking metal suit as it entered the Bridge. The Frost loomed over the woman: what ever damage was there, the Waframe's regenerative aura was working hard to negate it.
The blast door closed behind the Warfame as orange and green sparks hovered around it, the air rippling as the suits ambient cold pulsed in the ships atmosphere.

Edited October 21, 2017 by EscortAlpha

[souldrive11]

10 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

As each key fell into his hands, Svytoj quickly undid the restraining bolts, flexing his limbs as he made a mad dash through the vents, blinking quickly to his Frosts position. He couldn't see the woman, or his warframe, but he could hear them.

As the vent closed, Svytoj blinked into the vent his Frost was in. He watched though the eyes of his warframe as the woman disappeared into the room, pressing towards the end of the vent.

"You're gonna need more guns, boys..." The voice echoing from the hulking metal suit as it entered the Bridge. The Frost loomed over the woman: what ever damage was there, the Waframe's regenerative aura was working hard to negate it.
The blast door closed behind the Warfame as orange and green sparks hovered around it, the air rippling as the suits ambient cold pulsed in the ships atmosphere.

In response, the entire bridge crew save the captain unsling Plasmors from their backs, and fire a simultaneous barrage at the Frost.

The cold snap causes sensors and panels to spark and crack from the sudden shift in ambient temperature and frost (hehe, frost...) to form on their spacesuits yet not noticeably slowing their movement down in the least as pump action after pump action of accurate continuous fire is leveled at Svytoj.

[ArchwingPrime]

19 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

"Just borrow mine." Chegar said, pointing over the armory. "I'll keep up with the repair: those shields need some serious patching." He said, making his way towards the shield generators.
He looked at his PDA, watching as the badge flashed across the display.
"Oh...Now how did Svytoj miss that?" Chegar said calmly, an coy smile crossing his face.
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As each key fell into his hands, Svytoj quickly undid the restraining bolts, flexing his limbs as he made a mad dash through the vents, blinking quickly to his Frosts position. He couldn't see the woman, or his warframe, but he could hear them.

As the vent closed, Svytoj blinked into the vent his Frost was in. He watched though the eyes of his warframe as the woman disappeared into the room, pressing towards the end of the vent.

"You're gonna need more guns, boys..." The voice echoing from the hulking metal suit as it entered the Bridge. The Frost loomed over the woman: what ever damage was there, the Waframe's regenerative aura was working hard to negate it.
The blast door closed behind the Warfame as orange and green sparks hovered around it, the air rippling as the suits ambient cold pulsed in the ships atmosphere.

Altair nodded before linking up to the Rhino Warframe before equipping the Elytron and smirked. “Alright, lets get going.” He then ran out and activated the Elytron before flying around to each individual piece of the debris and started pushing them onto the ship before contacting Chegar. “Remember to weld on each piece as I attach them.”

[EscortAlpha]

On 10/21/2017 at 7:50 AM, souldrive11 said:

In response, the entire bridge crew save the captain unsling Plasmors from their backs, and fire a simultaneous barrage at the Frost.

The cold snap causes sensors and panels to spark and crack from the sudden shift in ambient temperature and frost (hehe, frost...) to form on their spacesuits yet not noticeably slowing their movement down in the least as pump action after pump action of accurate continuous fire is leveled at Svytoj.

Several round slammed into the Frosts chest, leaving burns with spots of dark fluid dripping through. Before the other rounds could hit, a large icy globe exploded outward from it, engulfing the Frost and the woman. As the Warframe's shields recharged, The Frost's fists became covered in Icy spikes, obviously readying for the coming melee.

With barely 2 seconds warning, the sound of two Scisco's firing rang out. A pale blue figure was now standing behind two of the guards, having relived the two of their side arms, and fired them into the back of their knees.
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On 10/21/2017 at 5:28 PM, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair nodded before linking up to the Rhino Warframe before equipping the Elytron and smirked. “Alright, lets get going.” He then ran out and activated the Elytron before flying around to each individual piece of the debris and started pushing them onto the ship before contacting Chegar. “Remember to weld on each piece as I attach them.”

Chegar moved outside the ship, waiting to intercept each new bit of space debris. One by one, Chegar attached the debris to the ship; welding, tethering, and affixing the various stone and metal to the hull. He looked over towards the Convoy, making sure not to let the landing craft stray too far from it.

[ArchwingPrime]

19 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

Several round slammed into the Frosts chest, leaving burns with spots of dark fluid dripping through. Before the other rounds could hit, a large icy globe exploded outward from it, engulfing the Frost and the woman. As the Warframe's shields recharged, The Frost's fists became covered in Icy spikes, obviously readying for the coming melee.

With barely 2 seconds warning, the sound of two Scisco's firing rang out. A pale blue figure was now standing behind two of the guards, having relived the two of their side arms, and fired them into the back of their knees.
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Chegar moved outside the ship, waiting to intercept each new bit of space debris. One by one, Chegar attached the debris to the ship; welding, tethering, and affixing the various stone and metal to the hull. He looked over towards the Convoy, making sure not to let the landing craft stray too far from it.

Altair eventually finished moving the debris and carefully flew back in before unequipping the archwing and also got out of the Rhino warframe before collapsing onto the ground from fatigue. “Been such a long time since I inhabited a frame other than Rhino. Just give me a moment to recover or you could fly this thing.”

[souldrive11]

On 10/24/2017 at 1:38 AM, EscortAlpha said:

Several round slammed into the Frosts chest, leaving burns with spots of dark fluid dripping through. Before the other rounds could hit, a large icy globe exploded outward from it, engulfing the Frost and the woman. As the Warframe's shields recharged, The Frost's fists became covered in Icy spikes, obviously readying for the coming melee.

With barely 2 seconds warning, the sound of two Scisco's firing rang out. A pale blue figure was now standing behind two of the guards, having relived the two of their side arms, and fired them into the back of their knees.

All the panels within range of the Frost's globe crack and and the outer edges begin to break off into frozen bits, not used to the intense snap in temperature. The lights begin to flicker and the bridge begins to whine unnaturally, the globe having much more of a side effect than simply providing protection.

The two shot bridge operators fall down to their own other knee, preserving liquid and sparks flying out of the shot holes, but without any reaction to pain they twist around, batons swinging straight at the blue figure's face. 

The crewmen still free duck into cover behind various controls while they continue blasting at the Frost in the middle of the globe, their attention completely drawn away from the previous intruder. Which is probably for the best, as the woman has vanished from the Frost's line of sight, a small trail of blood leading away from it's feet and behind a panel, heading towards an occupied navigator.

[EscortAlpha]

On 10/24/2017 at 8:09 PM, ArchwingPrime said:

Altair eventually finished moving the debris and carefully flew back in before unequipping the archwing and also got out of the Rhino warframe before collapsing onto the ground from fatigue. “Been such a long time since I inhabited a frame other than Rhino. Just give me a moment to recover or you could fly this thing.”

Chegar had begun piloting the ship towards the front of the convoy, still keeping out of sensor range.
"I'll have my mantis on stand by. Let's just hope this outer shell is enough."
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On 10/26/2017 at 12:21 AM, souldrive11 said:

All the panels within range of the Frost's globe crack and and the outer edges begin to break off into frozen bits, not used to the intense snap in temperature. The lights begin to flicker and the bridge begins to whine unnaturally, the globe having much more of a side effect than simply providing protection.

The two shot bridge operators fall down to their own other knee, preserving liquid and sparks flying out of the shot holes, but without any reaction to pain they twist around, batons swinging straight at the blue figure's face. 

The crewmen still free duck into cover behind various controls while they continue blasting at the Frost in the middle of the globe, their attention completely drawn away from the previous intruder. Which is probably for the best, as the woman has vanished from the Frost's line of sight, a small trail of blood leading away from it's feet and behind a panel, heading towards an occupied navigator.

The blue figure ducked, letting the two prova graze over his chest and face as he leveled the two pistols at the Crewmen's shoulders. he pulled the triggers, sending rounds into the sockets of the men's shoulders.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the woman move. But he didn't acknowledge it, trying not to draw attention to her.

The Frost leapt from the globe as it finally shatter. It flung itself over the makeshift cover, slamming into another one of the crewmen, and driving the twin spikes of ice into their helmet, penetrating all the way through to the back.

[ArchwingPrime]

1 hour ago, EscortAlpha said:

Chegar had begun piloting the ship towards the front of the convoy, still keeping out of sensor range.
"I'll have my mantis on stand by. Let's just hope this outer shell is enough."
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The blue figure ducked, letting the two prova graze over his chest and face as he leveled the two pistols at the Crewmen's shoulders. he pulled the triggers, sending rounds into the sockets of the men's shoulders.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the woman move. But he didn't acknowledge it, trying not to draw attention to her.

The Frost leapt from the globe as it finally shatter. It flung itself over the makeshift cover, slamming into another one of the crewmen, and driving the twin spikes of ice into their helmet, penetrating all the way through to the back.

“It should be enough, Chegar. Just be careful. Ezio will help if you get into any tight scrapes.”

Ezio manifested into a hooded physical form and kneeled over Altair’s body. “Happy to assist you, Chegar. The young operator will be resting for now. He’s been through a lot.”

[souldrive11]

On 10/27/2017 at 5:11 AM, EscortAlpha said:

The blue figure ducked, letting the two prova graze over his chest and face as he leveled the two pistols at the Crewmen's shoulders. he pulled the triggers, sending rounds into the sockets of the men's shoulders.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the woman move. But he didn't acknowledge it, trying not to draw attention to her.

The Frost leapt from the globe as it finally shatter. It flung itself over the makeshift cover, slamming into another one of the crewmen, and driving the twin spikes of ice into their helmet, penetrating all the way through to the back.

The crew twiches slightly, toxic preservative spraying over the Frost's helmet and arm before finally stopping for good. The bridge members continue to press forward, making sure their plasma shots don't hit anything sensitive. 

As Svytoj moves forward towards the captain, the woman follows in his shadow; timing her movements so that whenever the Frost blocks their field of vision she swoops in and yanks one into cover, jamming their retractable knife through their helmets' visors and following up with a highly audible neck snap, filling the air with the sounds of twisting metal and snapping bone.All the while, she deliberately keeps out of sight of the captain and other crew, way too well for a run of the mercenary.

In short order, the crew is reduced down to two operators and the captain themselves.

[EscortAlpha]

On 10/27/2017 at 5:27 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

“It should be enough, Chegar. Just be careful. Ezio will help if you get into any tight scrapes.”

Ezio manifested into a hooded physical form and kneeled over Altair’s body. “Happy to assist you, Chegar. The young operator will be resting for now. He’s been through a lot.”

"That's fine. I just need to get this ship ahead of the convoy." Chegar said, trying to balance speed and stealth in his bid to get a ahead of the lead ship. "I just hope this shell is enough..."
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On 10/30/2017 at 10:19 PM, souldrive11 said:

The crew twiches slightly, toxic preservative spraying over the Frost's helmet and arm before finally stopping for good. The bridge members continue to press forward, making sure their plasma shots don't hit anything sensitive. 

As Svytoj moves forward towards the captain, the woman follows in his shadow; timing her movements so that whenever the Frost blocks their field of vision she swoops in and yanks one into cover, jamming their retractable knife through their helmets' visors and following up with a highly audible neck snap, filling the air with the sounds of twisting metal and snapping bone.All the while, she deliberately keeps out of sight of the captain and other crew, way too well for a run of the mercenary.

In short order, the crew is reduced down to two operators and the captain themselves.

<IF YOU'RE SO KEEN TO STAY UNDETECTED, JUST USE THE FROST. IT'S BUILD FOR IT.>   A line of text crawled over the woman's HUD, obviously coming from the blue figure.
The Blue figure lobbed one of its' confiscated pistols to the Frost, both proceeding to shoot one of the remaining crewmen each. The one by the Figure took one in the chest. the other by the Frost took one through the jaw, exiting just shy of the spinal column.

[ArchwingPrime]

2 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

"That's fine. I just need to get this ship ahead of the convoy." Chegar said, trying to balance speed and stealth in his bid to get a ahead of the lead ship. "I just hope this shell is enough..."
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<IF YOU'RE SO KEEN TO STAY UNDETECTED, JUST USE THE FROST. IT'S BUILD FOR IT.>   A line of text crawled over the woman's HUD, obviously coming from the blue figure.
The Blue figure lobbed one of its' confiscated pistols to the Frost, both proceeding to shoot one of the remaining crewmen each. The one by the Figure took one in the chest. the other by the Frost took one through the jaw, exiting just shy of the spinal column.

Ezio nodded to Chegar as he continued to help Altair. “If you require any assistance, simply utter the words, “Unity of the Creed” He then smiled while looking away 

[souldrive11]

On 11/1/2017 at 3:47 AM, EscortAlpha said:

<IF YOU'RE SO KEEN TO STAY UNDETECTED, JUST USE THE FROST. IT'S BUILD FOR IT.>   A line of text crawled over the woman's HUD, obviously coming from the blue figure.
The Blue figure lobbed one of its' confiscated pistols to the Frost, both proceeding to shoot one of the remaining crewmen each. The one by the Figure took one in the chest. the other by the Frost took one through the jaw, exiting just shy of the spinal column.

[Unlike you, I can't exactly *cough* spring back to peak form after taking multiple rounds *wheeze* through the chest...] the girl gasps out through the radio as she finishes off another bridge operator after pulling it behind cover, jamming her knife through the head and several spots in the chest, aiming directly at vital organs and at backup artificial backup batteries.

The crewman by the figure keeps going at full momentum, the leaking, sparking hole in it's chest not even slowing it down in the immediate moment as it brings out a by now familiar hammer off it's back and into an overhead swing at the figure's head.

The captain, now seeing that direct intervention is necessary, unsheathes a single stun baton from their waist and swings it straight up in front of their face before bring it back down to their side in a sweeping motion. Electricity crackles along their arm and feet guards, heating up the immediate area.

Up on the captain's chair, the shipboard time console shows only that a little under a minute has passed.

[EscortAlpha]

57 minutes ago, souldrive11 said:

[Unlike you, I can't exactly *cough* spring back to peak form after taking multiple rounds *wheeze* through the chest...] the girl gasps out through the radio as she finishes off another bridge operator after pulling it behind cover, jamming her knife through the head and several spots in the chest, aiming directly at vital organs and at backup artificial backup batteries.

The crewman by the figure keeps going at full momentum, the leaking, sparking hole in it's chest not even slowing it down in the immediate moment as it brings out a by now familiar hammer off it's back and into an overhead swing at the figure's head.

The captain, now seeing that direct intervention is necessary, unsheathes a single stun baton from their waist and swings it straight up in front of their face before bring it back down to their side in a sweeping motion. Electricity crackles along their arm and feet guards, heating up the immediate area.

Up on the captain's chair, the shipboard time console shows only that a little under a minute has passed.

<JUST THOUGHT I'D GIVE YOU THE OPTION.>  the figure replied, another line of text crawling over her HUD. meanwhile, the Frosts regenerative aura was still working to repair the the damage done by her previous encounter with the crew.
With a single hand, the figure redirected the head of the hammer off to the side, letting it slam into the ground near his feet.
"Not this time." He said, placing one foot on the hammer, and raising the scisco to the crewman's head. He pulled the trigger once, twice, thrice, sending the rounds straight through the targets head.
The Frost was simply looking at the captain. It kicked one of the plasmor's up to it's hands, holstering the pistol Svytoj readied it for the next assault.
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On 11/1/2017 at 5:10 AM, ArchwingPrime said:

Ezio nodded to Chegar as he continued to help Altair. “If you require any assistance, simply utter the words, “Unity of the Creed” He then smiled while looking away 

"Duly noted." Chegar said, finally making it to the head of the convoy, making sure to stay out of sensor range. Slowly, he managed to move the ship into the path of the convoy. He let the landing craft drift, waiting for the lead ship to arrive, hoping that the debris shell around him would hide their nature.
"and now we wait." Chegar reduced the power in the ship, leaving just enough for Ezio and the life support.

[ArchwingPrime]

2 hours ago, EscortAlpha said:

<JUST THOUGHT I'D GIVE YOU THE OPTION.>  the figure replied, another line of text crawling over her HUD. meanwhile, the Frosts regenerative aura was still working to repair the the damage done by her previous encounter with the crew.
With a single hand, the figure redirected the head of the hammer off to the side, letting it slam into the ground near his feet.
"Not this time." He said, placing one foot on the hammer, and raising the scisco to the crewman's head. He pulled the trigger once, twice, thrice, sending the rounds straight through the targets head.
The Frost was simply looking at the captain. It kicked one of the plasmor's up to it's hands, holstering the pistol Svytoj readied it for the next assault.
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"Duly noted." Chegar said, finally making it to the head of the convoy, making sure to stay out of sensor range. Slowly, he managed to move the ship into the path of the convoy. He let the landing craft drift, waiting for the lead ship to arrive, hoping that the debris shell around him would hide their nature.
"and now we wait." Chegar reduced the power in the ship, leaving just enough for Ezio and the life support.

Ezio smiled as Altair finally woke up and stood up while looking around. “Dammit, my head.” 

Ezio calmly looked at Altair and tried to hold him close, “It’s alright. You’re  better now. We’re waiting it out for the ship to arrive.”