OOC: Sorry wanted to post last night but computer got stolen by my brother, anyway ONWARDS! Deff'ead followed Mulch with the escort: "Well, dis worked out well, dey're takin uz to da boss." The constant threat of overzealous guards shooting him to death with flashlights didn't bother him too much, orks were da biggest an' da best, what could peashooters do to them?
No chance on my best day, the Kroot admitted irritably. Hugging the alleys and side streets, he started circling around the office and searching for a different route in. At the very least, he might somehow assist from outside of the office. It rankled to be searching for a way to assist greenskins, it even left a foul taste in the Kroot's mouth. But the Captain would surely disapprove of such behavior and so now Torek found himself skulking and prowling through garbage filled alleys. Perhaps he could draw one of the guards away from the entrance? Fake a fire? He gripped at the smoke grenade in his jacket pocket, weighing his options.
OOC: This is a space port, not a floating city. There wouldn't city side alleys or garbage, at least not where they are. The security office is fully defended. There's one way in, and it's brimming with men and weapons. OOC: Waiting on a post from you or Deran to address the officer in charge, before I can advance your plot.
OOC: Righto "So, what daya want, takin some gud, respectable orks of da street and pok'in us wiff shootas?" the ork said rather irritated while he picked bits of food out of his teeth.
Mission Two - Team Smarty-Brainz "I can imagine that similar to Dreadhaven we are not really... Desired here. Therefor I will press my lil Data-Slate in a hired guns hand along with fifty credits and see if he can get our coordinates... Of course I am not stupid enough to rely on a human and therefor... We will go and capture someone who might know. I would suggest a worker of the docks who might get us the information or someone of the crew of the ship we desire to get in... You know... Torture the 'special' details out." Shi looked among the other Xenos, awaiting their response and reaction.
Mission #2 "Alright then, I'll deal with the torture part," Razauil nodded, "Lets go and find that someone. Time is of the essence"
The Tau nodded. "Let's go and find .... Information." She said with a smirk across her face, heading for the port.
''Respectable? How laughable. You are a xenos, no right minded human respects such an abomination, and yet here we are. Tell me, why are you on my station?''
