"Yes, tin man. Of course, tin man. Reshiel L'lemwyn of Commorragh will move there at once..." She slammed the doors shut - or, rather, vigorously pressed the 'Close' button, since there really was no way to just 'shut' the door. "I hate mon-keigh, I hate them, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate all of them. Lower than lower than dirt." She moved back into her room and made no effort to make herself presentable, instead using the last few minutes she'd planned to spend meditating on contemplating how to utterly obliterate the entire human race. "...stupid... vicious... arrogant, whiny, pampered backstabbing, worthless..." She rambled on as she made her way to the conference room.
The Tau readied her equipment, loading her Autopistol through, attaching grenades on her belt and Medkit on her back above her sword. Readied for war, Shas'Saal'Sa'Cea'Shi'Monat headed into the hallway, heading towards the briefing room as the word of a new mission came up here and there.
Torek watched the Tau make for the briefing room, waiting silently before rising and doing the same. Having no belongings in his room, he left it open and checked his gear as he walked. Fingers digging into the jacket and pockets to ensure his latest purchases were there, right hand tapping at the hilt of his sword. Already the Kroot was sniffing at the air and his eyes began to dart at the nearby doors as anticipation oozed from every pore. He settled in just inside the door, leaning back against the wall and waiting for the briefing to begin.
"A Kroot.... Having either never heard about the so called 'Greater Good' or also broke off it, like I did?" She asked the creature curiously.
"So", he gave the now dead boss's body a kick, "What do you fink of our deal now? If ya stay round 'ere I can also promise ya boyz sum gud payment for gud wepons when we 'ave more tee-... Ah zog, Credy fings!"
Davian could hear the noise that was coming from outside his room he gatherd his weapons and readied himself. as he opened the door he could see what looked to be a very angry resh passing by and a kroot and tau leaving for the briefing room. He took a deep breath and then began making his way to the briefing room.
++Mortal Vengeance, briefing room++ ''So here's our situation,'' the captain said. ''A pirate ship, by the name of Black Hatchet, has been giving some associates of my contact grief. Pillaging their ships and all that good stuff that we usually do. We're being paid to eliminate their ship.'' ''Now, as far as I know, they're running a Tempest Class Frigate. Where they found one of those...well, that's anyone's guess. So, ideas for our plan of attack? Do we try to sink her with ship-to-ship warfare, or somehow get a team aboard?''
~~ Briefing ~~ OOC: Crew: 30,500 crew; approx ..... ^.^ "If we have the moment of surprise, sufficient weapons and shields I would suggest to keep it on a void battle. May give us less 'fun', but first and foremost we should get the task done.... Also if we attempt to board, which means do we have and how many enemies are we expecting? We can't fight an entire crew... Yet." The Tau expressed, somewhat concerned about her own life.
Briefing "We need not fight a crew, blue-skinned morsel. If we hit the right deck, we can behead the khymera and use the confusion to make the ship explode." Resh looked directly at the tin man. "You there, metal-head mon-keigh. You can overload reactors?"
