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[Kestrel_6]

"I tend not to maintain an authoritarian stance. Keith and Sai'oda had shut down the portal, Friedrich, Talig, Ricky, and Ssarezaar haven't shut off the Mechanical factory. Lets go."

A Few Minutes Later...

The Mechanical Factory is just... Massive. How could anyone have missed this? The team previous are all sitting around. The Mechanicals aren't even lifting a weapon.

"Guys, over here!"

[SeriousConcentrate]

Saru moved to investigate the shout, and by extension the large door the group was waiting in front of. "Is there a terminal nearby? I might be able to hack into the systems and override the locking mechanisms." He wasn't certain, though. His programs for that appeared to be woefully out of date; he was a combat prototype, not a finished model. Still, if nothing else there was the possibility of brute-forcing it open.

[Kestrel_6]

The door opened, as Ssarezaar walked towards you.

"Looks like We got the whole story. Do you want to hear it?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

Saru nodded. "The data could be useful."

[Kestrel_6]

Talig comes up behind

"Early in the days of the Old Ssaros, they established a city, where anyone could go without fear or persecution. However, soon there was a schism between the two. The so-called Dark Ssaros believed that they were superior to every other race, and that they should rule the galaxy. the other Ssaros, or the Bronze Ssaros, believed that they were given these skills to protect every other race in the galaxy. Eventually the two Ssaros came to blows, and the battle lasted a whole day, but the damage had been done, the Dark Ssaros cast into space, where they became the Bulrathi, and the Bronze Ssaros, who, to defend this are from the recurring Dark Ssaros, turned themselves into Mechanicals."

That... oddly makes sense.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Saru nodded. "Of course. Synthetic beings are superior in every way. Damage is more easily repaired, knowledge is more easily transferred, and technological advances allow us to be far more efficient than our organic counterparts. We do not need sustenance or respite on the battlefield and if we are disabled we can be fixed." There was a few seconds of silence as he dissected the information. "What do you recommend we take as our next course of action? And what happened to Sai'oda?" The robot gestured at her with his thumb.

[Kestrel_6]

Norris Spoke up "Well, the Nighthawk was found to have a defective engine, so we were waiting...

Even though the Portal had been destroyed, the battle raged.

"This went well."

a blink later, and they were elsewhere. the Mechanical Factory. the other team were standing there.

"Get her on the table, now!" Friedrich, as Klaus rushed through a door, apparently lost.

"... Yeah."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Whoops, my bad. I thought the group you had put me with was the other player group. ^^^;

"Understood. This unit will keep watch while awaiting the repair of the Nighthawk. Unless there are further orders?" Saru waited patiently, looking over his shoulder for any possible threats. The chances of being attacked here were quite low according to his calculations, but it was more efficient to keep watch while waiting.

[Kestrel_6]

"Nothing to do, 'cept to wait."

[Spaghetti7]

As I run, pump him full of 20mm then run into him with the weight of this rather heavy suit.

[Kestrel_6]

One Wait Later...

"Alright Team, we've done our bit, new orders from Command"

Outside, the massive Nighthawk Gunship wiats. Two medics with a stretcher wait.

One Nighthawk Trip later...

You are all back on the Sky Searcher, missing one crewman.

Varayis places a rifle in the dirt, bayonet down, with Sheb Strongsky's dog-tags.

After mourning him, you have to go.

Vacation Time... On Berg!


Spaghetti7: The closing of the portal has weakened him, and you and the 20Mil Cannon FINISH HIM!

You are back at the Sky Searcher.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Enjoy your vacation. I will head to the nearest Spectrum Corporation Facility -" another jingle (henceforth noted as a ~) "- and upload my combat data into their servers. Perhaps they will make a few of my requested upgrades. If my presence is necessary for any reason, I will leave my receivers on, or you can find me at the Spectrum Corporation Facility~. If I make make a request, could an update on the female Batarian's status be sent to me when she recovers? Her vicious attitude intrigues me. I wish to argue with her more." Saru raised a hand in salute and left.

Proposing these changes:

• Replacing integrated rifle with an actual one, preferably a Barrett M82A2 with the scope being replaced by a camera that he can use as a visual feed instead of his on-board sensors, and also get a FN P90 for close-range encounters.
  
• Get a minor energy shield, similar to Sai'oda's, implanted into his left forearm for further shielding with a matching plasma blade in his right forearm.
• Possibly get an urban camo paint job, just because. :3

[Dwarmin]

Sai'oda fought against the doctors-even after they had restrained her. She ripped out one of the straps, and punched one of them in the eye.

"I wasn't done yet! I can still fight! Take me back!"

One of the medics rolled his eyes and tranquilized her. Batarians.

...

The following item is beeped to most important peoplea few hours later, a small note.

*Updates*
Infil. Spec Operative Sai'oda

Injuries: Broken Arm, Minor Concussion, Dehydration, Batarian Berzerker Syndrome (Undefined) 
Status: Stable, in recovery
Notes: Skeletal Reconstruction Nanobots will render her fit for combat duty in 48 standard Earth hours. If any of her...friends could show up and calm her down? It would be good help.

[Kestrel_6]

Varayis sighed "Before that, SARU and I have to calm her. Klaus, you come too. And Ssarezaar. That way, we have stretcher-bearers, a friend, and a superior."

As the quartet set off, you all board the ship

SeriousConcentrate: there is a Spectrum~ lab on Berg. It is adjacent to the Aperture Science labs.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"One of you three are friends with the batarian?" Saru asked in a tone that indicated if he had eyebrows, one would be raised in disbelief. "But very well, I will help carry the stretcher. But once she is at the hospital, I will return to my plans. My upgrades should be complete by the time she has recovered." He picked up one end of the stretcher.

Deliberate misunderstandings ftw. :3