Crimson Blade Academy

[Loonabeez]

Z could feel her heart beating a little faster as she rushed down one hallway and then another, she was going to be the first to arrive, but even so that didn’t stop Z from running. Just minutes ago, Z had been informed that she was to report to the council chamber of the Crimson Sisters, the most elite of the Crimson Blades, being summoned before the council meant one thing for the young warrior it was time for to prove herself. After successfully navigating the maze of the Academy Z reached the council chambers. Outside the door stood one of the older blades, Vanesa. Vanesa had trained many of the young blades in the art of strategy. Slowing down to a walk Z approached the older white-haired woman.

“Z,” Vanesa explained, as her golden eyes settled on the orphaned mutt that had yet to prove herself as a Crimson Blade. The Crimson Blades didn’t have a uniform, every Blade dressed how they saw feet, yet Vanesa willingly chose to wear a pristine white military uniform, that made her look more like a general then the deadly mercenary she was. “You shall wait for the rest of your team here captain, only then will you enter,” Vanesa instructed, as she turned from Z to join the rest of the council.

Captain, the word rung in Z’s head and once she was alone it brought a smile to her face. Every apprentice of the Crimson Blade had to pass a test to get where Z was, she had passed the test just the day prior, but that simple test was nothing compared to what the council would have her do next. Trying her best to calm her nerves and hide her smile at being appointed captain, Z passed back and forth in front of the council chamber door and waiting for her team of to arrive. Z had no idea which apprentices would be joining her, there were not a ton of students, but there were enough that Z did not know all of them. Hoping the others would not make her wait much longer Z tried her best to distract herself from thinking about what was on the opposite side of the door waiting for her.

 

[MsBloom]

Aoura hovered a few feet above the floor while putting on her clothes, such as they were, a dark green leotard open in the front to show her stomach and belly button with matching thigh high stockings. There were perhaps those that would call it a bit too revealing but in truth it was a traditional Dolarian soldier's fatigue. It was still early and outside her window at The Crimson Blade Academy the sun was barely over the horizon but she had been summoned to report to the council which could only mean one thing. It was time to officially graduate from cadet first rank to full apprentice. She had passed all the necessary tests a week ago but had had to wait for it to be made official until there was a complete team of apprentices for her to join. Being summoned before the council in this way meant she and at least three others would begin to finally see some real action. She strapped her blades to the low of her back and hung the satchel and the whip on her hips before leaving her room.

Her wings were buzzing, almost like an insect's, as she flew through the corridors from the dormitory to the council's chambers. She flew fast and barely slowed down to turn the corners. She knew these corridors well enough after three years to navigate them in her sleep. She even did a quick but elaborate loop before setting down in front of the council's chamber where she found a familiar face was already waiting.
"Good morning Z," she said and folded her wings.
"Any idea who the other two are yet?"
She of course had her suspicions on who the other two were but one could never be entirely certain when it came to the council and their selections. And it wasn't like there were enough cadets that had only recently passed their tests to choose from. Most of them Aoura knew by name and face but she had had very little to do with any of them outside training and mandatory social events.

All she really knew about Z was that she was an orphan from Yern Prime who had been taken in by one of the Crimson Blades and that she was something of a natural leader and one of the techies, as well as a very skilled archer. The two of them had participated in simulated battles and other team building exercises together but despite Z's outgoing personality they had never really socialised outside the arena. Not for lack of Z trying though but Aoura was quite private and mostly enjoyed her own company and the company of her books on various subjects, such as medicine and natural science. Rather than pacing restlessly back and forth like the girl she suspected would become her captain Aoura leaned up against the wall and closed her eyes. She still kept her other senses wide open though.

 

[Ironuyh]

Lillian spent the morning with her caretakers, full-fledged Sisters who had taken care of her, and set her up with her suite of cybernetics. Normally, she was able to keep her maintenance settled on her own, but from time-to-time, and in formal events, such as what would be happening later, she went for something akin to a check-up with the Sisters. They ran a battery of tests to ensure everything was working fine, before returning her cybernetics in pristine condition. Lillian appreciated the offer, and never had any reason to deny it. The Sisters had been taking care of her for as long as she could remember, and even if the process was lengthy, she was sure the team would understand.

After both her internal and external cybernetics were examined to be assured she was in tip-top shape, Lillian began to dress herself. Mostly, her prosthetics weren't prohibitive, save for the fact that they needed open air to remain warm and function well. As such, she wore a top with a rather high cutoff. It used to be a much more modest shirt, but she'd grown a lot lately, and didn't want to bother the Sisters for new clothing. She didn't think her internal cyberware would be subject to the same limitations as her externals, but she did not want to tempt any such fate, and wore it alongside an open jacket to assuage any idea that she wears little more than a prostitute. For the same reason as above, she had to wear rather short-cut shorts, baring a lot of skin to keep everything in working order.

She could staunch the embarrassment she felt baring herself for the Sisters' sake. Lillian then prepared the cyberware she was to be wearing today. She didn't expect any strenuous battles or classes, as this was graduation, so she went with a more relaxed set. Her right arm was still fitted with tech to work with most electronics, but that was a baseline. Seeing the others gathered, Lillian was a bit worried, which wasn't uncommon when dealing with people other than the sisters. She knew Z from their shared tech courses. The other woman was rather capable, as Lillian remembered it, but given that she lived and breathed tech, it was hard for most to match her. She hadn't seen much of the other graduate, who seemed more the martial type, since Lillian had no training there. She was more well-versed in long-range weaponry and tech. Finally, the brunette came to a stop near the council chambers, much later than the others. She gives a slight wave, and mumbles something that resembles "Hello." as she awaits whatever comes next.

 

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Kiryuu yawned, the lazy one she was waking up a bit later than everyone of course but not being super late as there was still a lot of time to where it was easy for her to make it, that is if everyone wouldn’t be hating her for doing that. Arriving outside she stretched and quickly warmed up, getting a few punches and changing her arms to different forms to get used to everything again for today, a long crimson blade, black muscled arms as light and fast hitting as a speeding tank but as tough and hard hitting as concrete or her scythe form which made her able to attack and be very agile at the same time to be a few of her forms.

Finally her arms shifted back to their normal form for the moment before one of them had shot up and buried itself on the roof in its whip form and sent the girl up toward it where she would run off to the other and off the edge only to turn to again shoot off her whip to catch her self as she landed on the ground in front of the other three. Standing up, the black form would fall and retract back as kiryuu her arms, the black mass changing back to normal fixing her black jacket crimson jacket the flat symbol on the back pulsing and glowing the same orange and red. “ has to be here.” Not really saying much as she waited.

 

[Loonabeez]

Z didn’t have to wait too long before her ears perked up at the sound of someone coming. The lack of footsteps was a slight give away as to who it was, as there weren’t a ton of people in the academy that could fly around in such tight spaces. Coming to a halt at the center of the closed door into the council chamber Z turned to great Aroura. “Good morning,” Z replied with a smile, as she watched her sister gracefully fold her wings behind her back. “I don’t know,” Z admitted, as she had had no idea that Aroura would be joining her.

Before Z could make a guess as to who would be joining them, the other two apprentices arrived. Lillian, Z knew a little as she was one of the Crimson Blades special apprentices that took a little more of the instructor’s time, not for any fault of her own, but because of her advanced cybernetic implants. Kiryuu, Z knew least of all, she had seen her around, but they had never really connected. “Okay, I think we should go in know,” Z explained, not wanting to keep the council waiting any longer. Turning around, Z pushed open the doors into the council chambers.

The council chambers were a octagonal room with a seat positioned at the center of every wall, other than the one with the door. Today the only five of the seven council members were present, directly in front of Z and the others was Grand Master Carnage, the head of the council of seven. Flanking Carnage were Masters Vanesa and Shadow. The other two masters were younger, Masters Sharktee and Tali. All the masters watched the apprentices as they entered into the chamber, but none spoke until the group of four was centered in the hexagon. Having all the council’s eyes on her sent a shiver of fear down Z’s spine, these were the deadliest warriors in the galaxy, only a fool would feel no fear standing in their presence.

 

[MsBloom]

Aoura had remained inanimate with her eyes closed until she heard Z speak again. For this reason she had missed the visuals of Kiryuu's acrobatics but not who the other two were. Even if she didn't socialise much with the other sisters of the academy outside training and mandatory events she had picked up their scents and used them to identify the other two. When Z suggested it was time to enter the council's chambers she pushed away from the wall, spread her wings and hovered behind the canine girl. She stopped at the center of the room, set down and bowed at each of the present members of the council.. These were legendary fighters, each of them with a name that inspired fear as well as it commanded respect all over the galaxy. Aoura of course recognised this fact and had nothing but respect for the five women.

Shadow was the one she was personally most familiar with since she had overseen quite a bit of her training, stealth and martial arts in particular, over the last three years but the others were of course known to her as well. Having bowed she placed her hands on the low of her back and stood with her feet slightly parted while waiting for Grand Master Carnage to speak.

 

[Ironuyh]

As Kiryuu jumped down after Lillian, she was a bit surprised, but did her best to hide it. Yet another person she simply didn't know. Whatever the circumstances of her situation was, it was likely what kept the two apart. They seemed diametrically opposed, after all. Before the seemingly shy girl could push out further introductions, Z seemed ready to leave, calling out as such as she pushes the door in. Following after everybody else, as her steps have a certain metallic clang to them, Lillian looks in awe at the octagonal room, and over to the seats where the various Masters were.

While Lillian understood the hierarchy, and knew vaguely of the masters, her singular hierarchy tended to revolve around the Sisters that cared for her, and set her right when she needed help to do so. She has respect for the Masters, but she knows little of their exploits directly. There was always a time to learn. However, the ignorance led her to simply falling to a knee - which produced a cacophonous sound - as she awaited what may come next. The only inclination that she might've done something somewhat strange was that nobody else was following with the same action. Lillian tries to shake the thought away as she follows the others' gazes towards the Grand Master.

 

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And with that the girl followed casually still with crossed arms, not really being scared much but very much watching close if anything would happen of course as she looked around and waited already ready for the challenge. Kiryuu wouldn’t let anything really bother her than at least being able to show off what she could do, continuing to wait and look around, her arms turning black and hard as it was one of her forms.

 

[Loonabeez]

The first person to speak was Grand Master Carnage, her voice soft and quiet. “Apprentices, you have spent years studying the art of the Crimson Blade. Each of you has proven your natural abilities and blade is sharp enough for the next step in your journey to becoming true sisters of the Crimson Blade. After talking with the instructors and my fellow council members, we about Z as your captain,” Carnage paused to let the words settle and to insure there was no protest. “Though apprentice Z is your leader and you should respect the authority the council has given her, none of you should be afraid to add your sister in leading, for you will fail and succeed together and only the weak follow their leader with blind faith. Together I am sure you shall concur any challenge ahead of you and together I know you shall earn your Crimson Blades,” the Grand Master finished, before lifting her hand and gesturing to master Sharktee.

After bowing her head to Carnage, Master Sharktee turned her attention to the new apprentices. “Your first assignment in service to the Crimson Blade will be to investigate a number of disappearances on the outer rim worlds. There is very little information as to what is happening, but some of our larger corporate downers have taken heavy loses to their mining and agricultural operations. The most recent attack happened on HighHill, where a titanium mining operation has gone completely dark. The corporation that is running the operation is sending a group to investigate what happened, so I recommend hast unless you want to be beaten there. There is a ship in the hanger that will be yours for the time being. Once you have completed your initial investigation report your findings back to us and then we will advice you on your next move. Do you have any questions?” Sharktee finished her explanation of the apprentice’s assignment, her unnaturally pink eyes moving over each of the apprentices.

“I don’t think so master,” Z replied, as it all seemed pretty straight forward. Go to HighHill and figure out whathappened, there was probably a lot more to it, but Z was just a little overwhelmed by the fact that she was captain of her first ever mission to think too deeply into anything. Standing up right the mutt waited to see if any of her companions had questions for the council.

 

[MsBloom]

As Grandmaster Carnage began to speak Aoura turned her attention in her direction but rather than looking at the tall woman's face her eyes were drawn to the emblem, a seven pointed star made up of as many slightly curved blades of Red Topaz set in Rhodium, that was the ornamental symbol of full sisterhood within The Crimson Blade Society. Although of course the ones worn by the masters were more exclusive, and larger, than the emblem worn by the regular sisters which was made from zirconium and gold. As cadets and apprentices the four standing before the council wore simple armbands with the symbol sown onto it. While she was perhaps the one among the four who had spent the least time at the academy she had her mind set on one day wearing a master's emblem, maybe even sitting at the central seat in the council's room as grand master sometime in the future.

The mission seemed easy enough on the surface but Aoura had a feeling there was much more to it than what Master Sharktee told them, maybe even more than she actually knew. When the master then looked at them all with her almost electric eyes, that Aoura knew not only shone in the dark but also could change colours depending of her mood and the purpose for which she used them, the small winged teenage girl met those eyes and nodded affirmatively. She had no questions at this time, or rather she had a million of them but none she believed Master Sharktee to know the answer to since none of them related to the mission directive as much as to what they might find when they arrived at the titanium mines at High Hill.

The ship that awaited the four apprentices at the docks was a Black Stalker, one of the fastest and most agile ships ever built. It easily outran any of the Galactic Federations interceptors. It had a minimal but advanced weapons system and a cloaking system that made it virtually undetectable even to the most advanced scanners. Apart from the one docked at The Crimson Blade Academy there were only five more made. Aoura smiled as she saw it being prepared for their departure by the ground crew. She might perhaps not be a techie but Master Shadow had signed her up for pilot training and ever since her first supervised flight in a V5 fighter she had dreamt of flying the shiny black beauty before her eyes.
"Anyone mind if I take the helm," she asked as casually as she possibly could.

 

[Ironuyh]

Lillian looks to the Grand Master as she begins her speech, a slight smile as she's given praise from somebody her Sisters have the utmost respect for. As she goes on about having studied and proving themselves, Lillian nods along, as if ticking down a checklist. It might be extrapolated to be boastful, but it even comes alongside the news that Z is to be the captain of the team. She's more interested in taking stock of what she hears than any of the emotion behind it. After 'concurring' with the advice given by the Grand Master, Lillian looks to Master Sharktee, following the Grand Master's gesture.

When the other Master spoke up about an assignment, Lillian immediately shifts her position, holding one arm with a palm up, whilst tapping away on it with her free hand. It seems to be something of a note of what must be done, that only is visible to her as she looks to be staring off into the blank-space. She types rather quickly, familiar with the tech she uses, and without much sound as she seems to hang off of Sharktee's every word. As the debriefing comes to an end, and Sharktee calls for questions, Lillian responds without moving to look, intent on recording the answer. "If we're headed to allied operations, should we be worried if the detail the corps send beat us? Should we be expecting trouble from them, despite our ties, Master?"

That was the only question she'd have, however. She notes down the Master's word, and stands, ready to leave with the rest of the group, as they headed to the hangar. While mechanics wasn't Lillian's foremost base of knowledge, what she knew tended to overlap, so she greatly appreciated that the Masters would leave something of such high-value to mere apprentices. In fact, she was enthralled by the idea, and instead of answering Aoura's question, she walked over to join the ground crew to see what more she could learn of the craft, since it was to be theirs for the time being.

 

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Kiryuu didn’t really do much than follow, not having really anything to do or say other than when she would able to start killing again. She wasn’t already used to heavy fighting as most of her missions and training had been simple kill or assassination she had but really not really anything else. The girl was a damn mobile armory and bunker at the same time as some would know her as at least with those who knew her power.

For now she would focus on herself and absorbing more biomass as she could hopefully with all these missions as well as finding some weapons around. Some would call her a psycho of killing which she mostly was but a calm tactical psycho she would be most of the time, sitting on the top of the ship before slipping inside as they would leave.

 

[Loonabeez]

After Master Sharktee had answered Lillian’s question with, “you will find some people are not as diligent or carefully as those that serve the Crimson Blade,” the apprentices were finally dismissed. Following her peers and thinking about how she, or rather the, were going to complete their mission, Z made her way from the council chambers to the academy’s hanger. Awaiting them in the hanger was one of the Crimson Blade’s signature Black Stalker space craft. Z didn’t really care all too much about flying, actually she hated it, so she wasn’t as excited or willing to step up and fly the thing. Thankfully for Z, Aoura seemed more than happy to take care of that.

“I don’t see why not,” Z replied to her new companion, as she approached the ramp into the ship. Before climbing the ramp into the ship Z turned to face the others. After taking a deep breath in, Z gave her first orders as captain. “Let’s get going though, Lillian help Aoura with the prechecks, so she can get this thing in the air as quickly as possible. Kiryuu,” Z paused looking around for there fourth and not seeing her from where she was standing on the ramp.

Knowing she couldn’t be out of ear shot Z just decided to finish and hope Kiryuu heard her. “And um Kiryuu, check the supplies in the ship, ensure we have enough ammo, food and other necessities for the mission. I am going to go chart the course to Highhill,” Z finished, turning back to the ramp and taking a few long bounds up inside the ship. Once inside the ship, Z headed for the cockpit to get to work on charting the course to Highhill, so she would be ready when Aoura had the ship off the planet surface and ready to jump.

 

[MsBloom]

Aoura entered the Black Stalker and headed straight for the cockpit. She put the earpiece for communicating with the flight controller i her left ear and began going through the checklist for take off. It wasn't a very long one. She gave her pilot code to control as well as their destination but not the reason for their journey. She simply referred to Master Sharktee for further details. A few seconds of silence later she was cleared for take off.
"This is your pilot speaking, please be seated for take off," she said over the ship's intercom and smiled as she then pulled the ramp into the ship and closed the doors.
She switched the engines on and released the gravity anchors.

The hangar doors opened approximately 300 feet in front of the now hovering ship.
"Ready or not. Here we go," she called out over the intercom and pushed the accelerator forward and the ship took off. She waited until they were clear of the mountain into which the Academy's hangar was built before punching the next stage of the accelerator.
"Once we've cleared the atmosphere well really see what this beauty can do."
She was already enjoying herself but could hardly wait for what was to come once they had nothing but empty space around them.

 

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Luckily the girl did hear, jumping down before slowly walking up and looking at everything. “ damn this big ass thing, want one of these though more red.” Giving a comment as her arms changed into tendrils, sticking the wall and ceiling and pulling her up and forward as it was the best for fast mobility for something big like this.

Eventually she could see some large boxes and other things had labels for supplies, “ and found it so now I need to run the damn list.” Trying to find if there was anything as she did find some small papers that had the list, and with that it would be a bit for her to check everything.

 

[Ironuyh]

When she was given an answer by the Master, Lillian simply nods, recording it as she had done with the rest of the debriefing. As things turned to getting the ship ready, Lillian checked with the ground team that everything was in order, working alongside them and Aoura to ready their vessel, nodding as she's given orders by Z. SHe sets off to work as best she can, settling things as the route is charted and Aoura readies herself in the cockpit.

At he mention of taking a seat, Lillian instead finds a handle to grab on near where she was working as her feet meet with the metal floor in a loud clang as she magnetized herself to the floor of the ship. As the ship took off, the apprentice simply continued her checkup on the internals of the ship, the externals having been confirmed to be as they should be by the ground team. She was glad to be working with machinery, and hums to herself as she works all along the ship's interior.

 

[Loonabeez]

Sitting in the cockpit Z was busy typing away at her computer when Aoura pronounced it was time for them to take off. Even though she knew it was coming, the mutt gripped the desk a little tighter as she felt the ship start to move. “Don’t go too crazy,” Z nervously giggled, as Aoura started to pilot the ship towards the atmosphere. Under her breath Z added, “I hate flying.” After a moment of flying Z had finished charting the course and sent it to Aoura. “There you go, should be there in under 12 hours,” Z told Aoura as she finished the transfer. Only after they had made the jump to light speed would Z be able to relax, especially if Aoura really wanted to push the Black Stalker to its limits before making the jump.

After they made it into light speed the ships gravity generator kicked in and the crew could move around more freely. “I think I am going to have a look around the ship,” Z explained to no one in particular, as she got out of her seat in the cockpit and walked back into the main body of the ship. Z had been on a Black Stalker before, but it had only ever been for her original trip to the academy and in the training sims all the students had to use, and those only provided a rendered cockpit.

Once outside of the cockpit, Z wondered around the ship and inspected every room, eventually ending up back in the main gathering area. Wanting to take a short break from thinking about the mission and all the stuff that had happened Z went about finding herself something to eat.

Interior of the ship​

 

[MsBloom]

After they were clear of the atmosphere Aoura pushed the accelerator forward and the small moon on which The Crimson Academy were the only non-natural structures decreased in size rapidly. She circled the planet around which the moon orbited and tried a few evasive manoeuvres while continuously gaining speed until the ship was almost at light speed without having used the warp drive.
"Handles like a wet dream," she said to Z with a giggle and a happy grin on her face as she brought the ship into line with the plotted course.
"12 hours you say? Why not make it 11, or even 10," she added and having double checked the coordinates her captain, and apparently navigator, sent her she punched the warp drive and once the ship had made the jump it was also on full autopilot.

"Hold on," the small winged girl said as she made a few adjustments to the settings for when the ship would alert her to having reached their destination.
She then got out of the pilot's chair and followed Z out of the cockpit to check out the rest of the ship which she already knew to have a four bed bedroom, a fully equipped bathroom with two showers and a small science lab that could handle rather advanced tests. She hovered through the ship behind her captain.
"Everything in order," she asked Lillian when they met her and then she too grabbed a little something to eat before taking a seat in the lounge like main area of the ship.

 

[Ironuyh]

As the ship speeds around with Aoura's joyride within the atmosphere, Lillian continues taking stock of the ship with her magnetized feet. Only when she heard people moving around after jumping into light speeds did she slowly untether herself from the floor, her inventory going much quicker. The ship was well-maintained, which made sense, given it was worth so much. Well-stocked and ready for their trip, Lillian was quickly satisfied with her check, and made her way to the armory. It would serve best to continue her maintenance, since she was stopped short for the debriefing.

That would be where Aoura would meet her, almost hunched over a table as she looked at her left arm, the more specialized of the two. On the table were a litany of other arms in various forms of repair, ranging from a few fully kitted arms to meet specific needs, and some that are still being workshopped. Presently she's taking care to maintain the ones that are specialized, but haven't been in use. She's also retired the arm meant for normal days, and swapped it out for one that is built to go on missions. Much tougher material, and likely with more combat-oriented modifications in mind. When asked if everything was correct, she nodded, standing up from the table. "The ship is stocked well and the ground team made sure it should run all right, though I'm sure you knew that." When Aoura turned to get something to eat, Lillian returned to the cyberware on the table.

 

[Loonabeez]

“This is a pretty cool ship,” Z commented, as she rummaged through the kitchen until she found the ready-made meals that were common place in pretty much any ship. Deciding on a meal that said spicy fried rice and chicken, Z moved over and placed it into the microwave. While she waited for her food to heat up Z turned to face her comrades, besides their little time interacting during training, Z didn’t now much about her sisters, which wasn’t really good if she was going to be an effective leader. The beep of the microwave brought Z back to reality.

“So, we should probably get to know each other’s abilities and how we will work best together,” Z explained, as she carried her steaming food over and sat down next to Aoura. “What is something you think we should now about you?” Z asked Aoura, as she used a fork to mix up the fried rice and chicken. While she waited for Aoura’s answer, Z blow on a fork full of her food and ate it.

 

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eventually she would finish then, at least being that where all this stuff was would have her explore more of the ship than anyone of course than just sitting around, though also just the cool idea that she didnt have to use the floor either that is if she wanted to show off and pretend to be a monster thats moving somewhere in the ship like the obvious horror movies. With that kiryuu stretched with a sigh, forming her body into one of her monster forms as she started climbing quickly from the walls toward the front again though making alot of noise as she appeared on the ceiling before jumping down with her form shifting back.

 

[MsBloom]

Of course Aoura already knew that the ship was in perfect working condition. She had after all communicated with both the ground crew and the flight controller. She also would have expected nothing less considering the exclusivity of the ship. It was probably the most well maintained vessel in the academy's fleet and she still couldn't quite believe that they had let four apprentices use it for their first real mission without a supervisor.

She grabbed a sandwich from the kitchen and went to sit down inn one of the six chairs spread out around a small table that was probably meant to be used as everything from dinner table to strategic meetings. She she gave a nod at Kiryuu to confirm that her arrival had been noticed, as she dropped from the ceiling into another one of the chairs. She then turned her attention at their Captain and gave another confirming nod.
"I would assume out training files should be available in the ship's database," she said but figuring Z already knew this and wanted to hear from the team themselves about their abilities and talents she took a bite of the sandwich and chewed it carefully, smoked ham and mustard on rye, before starting to detail her skill sets for Z all the way from her proficiency with anything sharp to the basic medical training she had received before being exiled from her home planet.
"And I can do this too," she added and shot her tongue out and picked up a grain of rice Z had dropped onto the table in front of her.
"Maybe not as impressive as catching a fly in flight but with myself being the most insect like thing on the ship you'll either have to trust me or toss something for me to catch."

 

[Ironuyh]

While the others were talking of their respective skillsets, Lillian simply continued her maintenance work. She couldn't let this habit falter or she'd be positively useless. It was only after a great deal of time did the woman come out from the armory, still on her parade cyberware and headed towards the kitchen. Her work had whipped up something of an appetite. She'd arrive after the others' introductions had finished, and sort out a small meal for herself. If asked about her skillset, she'd give a rather simplistic answer: "Technology. Anything regarding it. I know a great deal about quite a lot of things, and that which I don't know, I soon will learn."

She'd heft her right arm, which seems more capable than her other prosthetics. "This arm can be fitted with weaponry, though its main use is to offer me a way to access most forms of tech, so long as it uses one of the many standard outlets. Since we're going somewhere official, I should be good. Less so if we went somewhere on the frontier, or with foreign tech. Wouldn't take too long to adjust to that, though. I can also use my prosthetics in hand-to-hand combat, but you shouldn't expect me to beat someone trained. I'm more suited to longer range encounters, as I've taken some firearms training in the academy, but I'd prefer not needing to get into firefights. I'm much more reliable from an off-site position."

 

[Loonabeez]

Z listed closely her ream conducted its first team meeting. Knowing how important it would be for her to know exactly what all of her teammates were capable of Z didn’t just listen to each individuals’ strengths, she also focused on how they would all work together. After a good hour or so of the team talking and sharing about themselves Z felt like she had a much better idea of who she would be fighting with. Setting her finished meal aside, Z touched a button on the table in front of her. A projection of HighHill appeared at the center of the table with the mining colony highlighted in red on the planet’s surface.

“So, this colony just went dark. I have no idea how a whole colony just disappears, but we need to figure out how it happens. I don’t think we should waist a ton of time planning, because we don’t know what we are getting into, instead let’s focus on resting and just getting ready. With that said, once we land, I say we head for the main control building to see if we can’t find any surveillance videos of what happened. Then from there we can make a better judgement of what to do next,” Z explained, doing her best to come up with a good plan having no idea what might have happened.

 

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" the power would be out and we can't do anything with that, though my bigger forms glow in the dark. Thinking when we land I can shift into it and you guys can just ride on my back and shoulders." explaining as the girl would be a big help as basically a walking tank to use as defense and easy transport. " and I have the muscle to rip any doors too so everything is easy." giving a grin about the basic plan or more role she would have as a suggestion. " lillian would stay with me so I could protect her and she could be a navigator, well if she could maybe get a map of the things around there though, so you guys would be on offense maybe." Already coming up with her own plan of roles than Z for the moment. " lucky I actually have enough biomass to get one of the very strong forms but its only for this mission unless there are bodies still there I can use."