The Dawn Breakers: Mass Effect RP, Started.
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Jaroth replied quickly to the question asked by Dimir. He had been asked many times by different members of different species, the answer may as well have been prepared before hand.
"Relation minor, only members of the same clan. I have never had the honor of meeting Captain Kirrahe in my service of either fellow clan-mates or Special Tasks Group. Could only dream of experience gained from that chance encounter. Do not envy decisions that needed to be made though, necessary as they were."
"Relation minor, only members of the same clan. I have never had the honor of meeting Captain Kirrahe in my service of either fellow clan-mates or Special Tasks Group. Could only dream of experience gained from that chance encounter. Do not envy decisions that needed to be made though, necessary as they were."
Jaroth picked up immediately as he moved to sit in a nearby chair.
"Mannovai Athenan Nal Helan Kirrahe Jaroth. Simply Jaroth Kirrahe or Jaroth as a shortened version will suffice. Do not trouble yourself with full, formal, names. As said before, too unwieldy."
"Mannovai Athenan Nal Helan Kirrahe Jaroth. Simply Jaroth Kirrahe or Jaroth as a shortened version will suffice. Do not trouble yourself with full, formal, names. As said before, too unwieldy."
"Well I am a people-person for the most part. And I don't think you have to worry about getting any action...that sounded wrong," she told him, growing silent before continuing, "I meant fighting action. Yossar is probably taking his time looking for the most interesting mission for us, or at least I hope he is."
"I honestly don't see how he'd be at a club. He seems to be a responsible guy, not the type to be hanging out at clubs...though he is taking awhile," Ripley replied, "You alienate people by saying exactly what you're thinking, which is both good and bad. Honesty seems to be a trait that disappears in places like these where law is less strict. I do respect that you say what's on your mind though, just try not to tread on delicate areas."
Jaroth piped in with his opinion.
"Only hope Yossar is getting full information before accepting contracts. 'Best war fought is war already won' is the Special Tasks Group belief. Full information of what we are to expect and more is necessary for survival. Without information, too easy to accept trap or suicide mission. Better to lose out on a massive payday than die trying to complete mission.
As to what you said about honesty," He turned to Ripley "Good when dealing with teammates, bad when dealing with anyone else. All deals are based on deception, why missions require spying, to know what to expect when the others will not tell you. To out observe and outmaneuver one's enemy is to win. Sheer force alone, not always best choice. Honesty best when both sides have nothing to gain through deception, but always something to gain. So agree and disagree with statement."
"Only hope Yossar is getting full information before accepting contracts. 'Best war fought is war already won' is the Special Tasks Group belief. Full information of what we are to expect and more is necessary for survival. Without information, too easy to accept trap or suicide mission. Better to lose out on a massive payday than die trying to complete mission.
As to what you said about honesty," He turned to Ripley "Good when dealing with teammates, bad when dealing with anyone else. All deals are based on deception, why missions require spying, to know what to expect when the others will not tell you. To out observe and outmaneuver one's enemy is to win. Sheer force alone, not always best choice. Honesty best when both sides have nothing to gain through deception, but always something to gain. So agree and disagree with statement."
Ripley nodded at what Jaroth was saying, agreeing with him when he finally stopped.
"And no, I didn't read your dossier. I just read what everyone's name was for the most part. I'd rather get to know people by interacting with them, not just reading up on them," she explained to Santius.
"And no, I didn't read your dossier. I just read what everyone's name was for the most part. I'd rather get to know people by interacting with them, not just reading up on them," she explained to Santius.
"As I said, good when dealing with teammates. Nothing to gain from you lying to us with much to lose by doing so and faltering later. When dealing with those outside of this group however, honesty not exactly best policy. Even allies outside of this group, some secrets must be kept." Jaroth replied.
"I get what you mean Jaroth, but I try to be honest in all situations. I know that's going to cause problems for me one day, but I'll just have to deal with that," Ripley replied, turning over to Santius, "I think the hierarchy is: Yossar is the boss and we follow his orders. I mean, that's what I've thought so far. And I'm sorry to hear that Santius, it must have been hard..."
Yossar had finished going over the request for a while now, there weren't many of them, most request either go to the police or directly to a agency. What was taking him so long is that he just couldn't decide. For all he knew a choice here could be the difference between becoming the foremost team on Illium, and walking old ladies home through bad neighborhoods. He just wasn't sure, he needed guidance.
He dimmed the lights in his office, and knelt on the floor, and envisioned in his head the image of The Dawn Breaker's spirit. When in boot camp he imagined the camp's spirit to be a tall regal turian, who held a book of learning in his hands. When he was moved to a Cabal he imagined, a shadowy vaporous turian, who stood silent and stoic. Now he couldn't think of what to imagine. At first he saw a turian, but then his face warped into a visor, it's back grew into a shell, while two horns grew from it's head, and it's hand turned from talons to five fingered hands. The image continued to shift, it was weak like the bonds that held the team together, Yossar couldn't hear what it was saying. Then the spirit exploded into a cloud of blue smoke, in the cloud there was a void. Yossar snapped out of the trance, and he knew what the spirit meant.
"Missing, blue." He mouthed silently. Bolting to his feet he ran to his desk, and looked through the listings until he found the right request.
Yossar looked at the data-pad again with new intensity, originally he had passed it over thinking that probably she had just gotten lost and would probably turn up soon, probably unharmed and only a little scared. Yossar felt like probably was impossible. He got on the intercom.
"Everyone, we've got a job, meet me in the briefing room in 5 minutes."
Yossar descended down the stairs to prepare the meeting room, which was a small corner of the base that held eleven chairs set around a holo-projector. He began to upload the information to the projector while he waited for the others.
He dimmed the lights in his office, and knelt on the floor, and envisioned in his head the image of The Dawn Breaker's spirit. When in boot camp he imagined the camp's spirit to be a tall regal turian, who held a book of learning in his hands. When he was moved to a Cabal he imagined, a shadowy vaporous turian, who stood silent and stoic. Now he couldn't think of what to imagine. At first he saw a turian, but then his face warped into a visor, it's back grew into a shell, while two horns grew from it's head, and it's hand turned from talons to five fingered hands. The image continued to shift, it was weak like the bonds that held the team together, Yossar couldn't hear what it was saying. Then the spirit exploded into a cloud of blue smoke, in the cloud there was a void. Yossar snapped out of the trance, and he knew what the spirit meant.
"Missing, blue." He mouthed silently. Bolting to his feet he ran to his desk, and looked through the listings until he found the right request.
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Thirty year old Asari-volus maiden, Heira Lon, went missing three days ago, reward for finding her: 50,000 credits."Everyone, we've got a job, meet me in the briefing room in 5 minutes."
Yossar descended down the stairs to prepare the meeting room, which was a small corner of the base that held eleven chairs set around a holo-projector. He began to upload the information to the projector while he waited for the others.
"I'm sorry if I offended you, probably problem with interpersonal skills, used to dealing with Salarians. Other species more...nuanced than I am used to. Not saying you do not know when to keep secrets, merely stating fact. Have no reason to believe you would lie to or betray us, no information to support any claim of the sort either. Unless given reason or evidence to believe contrary, I will not do so." Jaroth attempted to explain. He spoke to Ripley as he stood up.
"Honorable to attempt honesty even if it causes more trouble than simple lie. Unfortunately, not able to share sentiment, perfectly willing to lie in order to save self and others from unnecessary trouble. Mostly only occurs in negotiations and combat though. So no need to worry about it."
Jaroth walked into the briefing room. He simply took a seat and waited to be briefed. His STG training already kicking in.
"Honorable to attempt honesty even if it causes more trouble than simple lie. Unfortunately, not able to share sentiment, perfectly willing to lie in order to save self and others from unnecessary trouble. Mostly only occurs in negotiations and combat though. So no need to worry about it."
Jaroth walked into the briefing room. He simply took a seat and waited to be briefed. His STG training already kicking in.