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The Lieutenant watched as some of the ugliest looking aliens he'd ever seen played across the holographic display --the ugliest sentient aliens he'd ever seen anyway. Large, bulbous heads devoid of mouths and a set of four, pale yellow and pupil-less eyes. Their bodies appeared to be some...

Argus lowered his arm and stood at ease when the Commander gave him leave to do so. She seemed to be fairly comfortable, not the usual rigid deck officer that one most often found in command of Alliance vessels. Then again, Commander Shepard was different like Anderson was different, and of...

Argus snapped to a crisp salute when the Commander made her appearance; a well-practiced and sharp motion moved his fingertips to the corner of his brow. The armor he sported certainly didn't appear to be the standard issue, though one could  hardly expect 'standard' from an N7 DOCS trooper. The...

Argus waited in the docking bay --more or less where he'd been asked to wait. Though rather than the unarmed and unarmored trooper the former Commander might have been expecting, the N7 DOCS Lieutenant waited in the shadows. Arms crossed and helmet running lights burning fiercely through the...

(Roleplay thread for @Plague Doctor and @EnkoKasumi)

The powers that be on occasion take notice of individual souls adrift in the primordial chaos of living beings across a million worlds. Sometimes, this attention is not favorable for the soul in question. Certain powerful souls are in tune with the world beyond the veil of existence, and those...

The sound of thundering feet against the stone was the first indication of some sort of kerfuffle, but it didn't really concern the guardsman too much. No shouting, no gunfire, no clanging of blades --just the sound of foot to floor. Of course, no sooner had his affirmation of 'no my problem'...

Dorian sat on the stone railing of a short foot bridge, one of many crossing the canals that divided the city into various blocks and quarters. The tall brass and industrial stone towers cast long, oppressive shadows over the narrow streets and alleys of the city. Rarely did a passerby glimpse...

@Quark @Plague Doctor Thread for "Age of Discovery" plot.

Dorian lifted his arm to access his own too when she transferred the encrypted channel keys to his personal omnitool. He committed the keys to his armor's personal data storage hardbox and bound his outbound encryption connectors to those codes. any transmissions out would be filtered through...

Dorian took his own seat opposite the commander, his armor finding a much less comfortable time fitting into the seat. The commando made it work nevertheless, and paid keen attention to the Commander. Not just her information, the veteran analyzed the inflection, the word choice, and expressions...

Dorian waited in the docking bay --more or less where he'd been asked to wait. Though rather than the unarmed and unarmored trooper the former Commander might have been expecting, the N7 soldier waited in the shadows. Arms crossed and helmet running lights burning fiercely through the gloom, he...

And just like that, the jig was up. The microphone on the tracker picked up their conversation, and one of the Jedi discerned his intentions. Argos needed to engage them directly and delay them a bit longer. One of them seemed to be trapped in the cryoban ice, two on one made for better odds...

The net trap had been triggered, and whether they knew it or not the purpose had not been to capture them. Unless he'd used a vibro material for the net, they'd cut right through it --which they did. No, the purpose had been to plant a small tracker on one of the targets so he could more easily...

@Plague Doctor @Lucyfer Blood. Sith and Jedi hardly dealt with the viscous fluid that filled the cardiac systems of most galactic creatures. The nature of their cauterizing blades and the effects of The Force rarely saw the same level of brutality as slitting a throat, or as watching a...