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Mass Effect: Independence

Freedom's Blade Conference Room

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a part of Mass Effect: Independence, by Screwface Romeo.

Briefing room and Quantum Entanglement Communicator suite

Screwface Romeo holds sovereignty over Freedom's Blade Conference Room, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Setting

Located behind the CIC and the Flight Deck, the Conference Room contains the ship's long range comns terminal, and serves as a briefing and debriefing room for the crew, as well as a location for contacting Union High Command.
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Freedom's Blade Conference Room

Briefing room and Quantum Entanglement Communicator suite

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Freedom's Blade Conference Room is a part of USV Freedom's Blade.

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Hatjan'Reegar vas Gerrel [2] A Quarian Berzerkerganger
Trooper G-UT-IP-73 [2] Geth Soldier
Cormack Uhlan [1] Ship's Engineer
Dara'Shal nar Kaddi [1] Quarian Enforcer -- Ship's tactical handler and close-combat instructor
Gy. Sgt. Rakanor "Gunny" Karack [1] A Krogan Heavy Support Gunner
Akaya Sheol [1] Sneaky Stealthy Drell Infiltrator
Corporal Kosak Nor'amon [1] Batarian Agent
Arintha Artese [1] Asari Pilot
Caibus Ursilius [1] Turian Vanguard Marksman

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Hatjan glanced around the room, slowly scanning each and every man, woman and that sole, singular and extremely poppable balloon of a volus that came strolling into the room for weakness, Hatjan uttered some unintelligible curse should they prove fallow or frail, that all-too familiar stir of echoes at the back of his consciousness almost screaming COME NOW HATJAN, IF THEY FALL PREY TO WEAKNESS, YOU CAN JUST SWALLOW THEIR HEARTS AND CARVE THEIR SKULLS, DO IT M'BOY, OFFER THEIR BROKEN & BLEEDING CORPSES UNTO THE SOULS OF CLAN REEGAR'S VALIANT DEAD...................you know you want to.......... He immediately began to lightly tap the the upper portion of the rather intimidating axe hooked through a semi-magnetic belt-frog located on his left upper-hip; security had tried to remove it from him, following the initial boarding of the station, that, unfortunately, cost one man an eye, another a nose and three people several random fingers for the attempt. Hatjan chuckled at the memory and continued to rhythmically tap the tungsten wedge that the omni-emitters of the boarding-axe were lodged into, very barely humming an old (quiet enough to only really be audible should a person slightly "zone out"), tribal Rannoch warriors hymn for patience.

Finally, the rest of this ragged band of bastards, malcontents and civilized scoundrels/black-guards began to pour into the briefing room, some with an almost zealous mindset guiding each and every step, others seemed to be carried to where they were by the bountiful prospects of greed; in either case, Hatjans' patience proved worthwhile as some of the stragglers began to file in whilst others were taking their seats. Hatjan removed his cap, hap-hazardly smoothed back his slightly unkempt and shaggy mane and then deflty plucked off the pair of goggles an NCO had demanded he wear, cracking them tween' his hands. Besides, if this band of bastards, brigands and scoundrels are to be the group with whom he would fight, shed bone & blood and potentially die alongside; they might as well see him for what he truly is. Naught but a moment after the crunching of those goggles, the pleasantly homicidal and all-too familiar stir of echoes at the back of his consciousness damn near roared with glee at the prospect, Hatjan cracked a predatory grin, rejoicing at the prospect of great battles being so delightfully near; if only that Kal' cursed primate would begin the briefing already.

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Commander Marshal waited until all of the crew had assembled. When the last man, the Quarian sniper, finally filtered in, he stood up.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the USV Freedom's Blade. I hope you've found the ship's provisions satisfying. Normally, we would spend the next days on a shakedown cruise, with exercises and drills. However, a situation has come up which requires our immediate attention, and against my own recommendation, High Command has ordered us to deploy early. It's not ideal, but orders are orders, and neither our commanders nor myself will accept room for error. Major Tarchus will fill us in on the details. Major" Marshall stepped back.

Tarchus stood up, activating her Omni-tool and diming the room's lights as she activated the holoprojector concealed in the table.

"As many of you may already know, Union munitions, armor and equipment are produced by Black Star Trans-Galactic through a skunkworks program. War materials are manufactured under the cover of commercial goods being sold to security forces and governments. The surplus is hidden from the books, and transported to our strongholds and garrisons by various means. This"

she tapped her Omni-tool, bringing up an image of a small planet on the holoprojector

"is the Turian colony of Achatus. It's a small colony on the edge of Turian space, and was the site of several major battles during the Unification Wars. It is also a signatory to the Union Constitution. After Independence Day, we expect it to be one of the first worlds invaded by Hierarchy forces. That is why this facility"

the image zoomed rapidly inward, highlighting a small valley encircled on two sides by mountains, with three buildings nestled inside it

"is of absolute strategic value. Acquired from Armax Arsenal through a hostile takeover five years ago, this manufacturing facility is currently under the control of Black Star. Since the Hierarchy does not allow Black Star to produce war materials within their space, as far as the public is concerned, this factory produces civilian exoskeletons and hardsuits for construction workers, EVA, firefighters and other emergency services. In actual fact, the facility possesses a sub-basement level in the main factory complex, here, where we have a munitions plant producing 7x40mm and 10x32mm slugs for the Liberator, Shrike, Stalwart, and other standard issue weapons. When the planet is occupied, we will no longer be able to get supplies to our troops and partisans there. Particularly ammunition. Thus, it is absolutely imperative that this facility is not compromised, and remains operational"

Marshall spoke up.

"Four hours ago, the facility missed its regular check in time. Further attempts to contact them have proven fruitless. Our orders are to proceed immediately to the planet, and attempt to contact them by short-range radio. If that fails, we are to land with a small force and investigate the facility on the ground. In all likelihood, we are merely dealing with a communications malfunction, but in case we are not, and our worst fears are confirmed, High Command wants enough firepower to deal with the situation without attracting undue attention from the Turians by dispatching a normal troop ship. So it's up to us to look into it"

Tarchus continued.

"Provided we do fail to contact the facility from orbit, or detect anything unusual on our scanners, we will deploy to the surface by shuttle, in two teams. The second team, Team Bravo, will secure the landing site here in the courtyard, and will act as sentries, keeping watch on the complex, and standing by to assist Team Alpha if hostiles are encountered. Team Alpha will scout the facility, entering the Administrative complex here, and proceeding to the security room in the basement. Provided contact has still not been made, they will attempt to gain access to the complex's security cameras and other systems, and failing that, move through each floor of the admin building, then the factory, and finally the warehouse/shipping hub" She pointed to each building as she mentioned it "Our first priority is to secure the munitions plant, and ensure that is it not discovered by Council forces"

"Team Alpha will be composed of Akaya Sheol, Char'Galeko vas Grimoire, Seleria Rula, Dr. Heuran, the Geth prototype unit, and myself. Team Bravo will comprise Corporal Nor'amon, Hatjan'Reegar, Caibus Ursilius, Zaan'Shiro and Whitcomb, with Major Tarchus in command. Everyone else will remain on the ship. We will be arriving in under three hours. Any questions?" Marshall finished.

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G-UT-IP-73 watched as the commander informed the crew present in the briefing room that they would shortly be on an active mission. The Geth of the platform agreed quickly with the assessment of the commander that it was quite unorthodox and ill-advised for the newly formed crew be mission active so early. However, they also knew that situations like this often arose in wartime and that this was a good opportunity to prove the usefulness of the platform. The majority of the platform’s focus was on Major Tarchus and Commander Marshall as they explained the details of the operation.

After going over the information presented in the short briefing, the G-UT-IP-73 began to understand the decision for quick deployment better. With the coms blackout from the facility it was a good idea to send in a reconnaissance team. Though this had close to no experience or training with each other, there was likely few in the Union who did. With the possibility of a non-combat situation causing the blackout, it was a fair decision to send in the new SOD team rather than a more experienced one with less of a specialized focus. Especially since the facility was not on a planet in direct control of the union.

After the commander denoted the two teams for the potential operation, the Geth platform considered its role. Part of the Alpha team, G-UT-IP-73 would be a member of the scouting party that would be investigating the interior's of the facility buildings and gathering information as to why the facility would have been unable to respond to the Freedom’s Blade’s short range coms.

Examining the members of Alpha team, G-UT-IP-73 made the decision request to be placed at point from the commander. In comparison to the other members of the team, the danger and psychological effects of the position were much applicable to the Geth platform. Considering that damage or destruction of the platform was preferable to injury or death of one of the organic members of the team. G-UT-IP-73 resolved to make the request shortly after the conclusion of the meeting, along with presenting the other information it wanted to communicate with the commander about.

As the trooper platform waited silently for the briefing to end, it pinged the ship's geth core to see if it had cursory information on the facility that might be the location of G-UT-IP-73’s first operation. Specifically, relevant floor layouts and bluprint data of the buildings Alpha team could potentially be clearing.

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Character Portrait: Major Kyrinne Tarchus Character Portrait: Lieutenant Samuel Heuran Character Portrait: Alex T. Whitcomb Character Portrait: Caibus Ursilius Character Portrait: Seleria Rula Character Portrait: Char Galeko vas Grimoire Character Portrait: Commander John Marshall Character Portrait: Zaan'Shiro nar Mareh Character Portrait: Arintha Artese Character Portrait: Corporal Kosak Nor'amon Character Portrait: Trooper G-UT-IP-73 Character Portrait: Flight Lieutenant Kai'Saaya nar Fairstarr Character Portrait: Cormack Uhlan Character Portrait: Hatjan'Reegar vas Gerrel Character Portrait: Dara'Shal nar Kaddi Character Portrait: Akaya Sheol Character Portrait: Gy. Sgt. Rakanor "Gunny"  Karack
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'Achatus... It had to be Achatus' Caibus thought. Thinking back on why caused him to shudder slightly.

It had been during one of his training missions that had occurred in his time in the Turian military, part of the mission involved being left alone for 24 hours and subsisting purely on what could be scrounged up, of course provided with a pistol, a few magazines in the event that some form of defence is necessary, and a half dozen dextro ration packs. What no-one had known was that the location that Caibus would be left in was right in the path of a once a century migration route of an indigenous species, the Branuk. Averaging ten feet tall, nocturnal, and built like a bipedal Elcor, the last thing one would want to do is be caught off guard by one of these extremely territorial herd creatures, let alone an entire migration of them, and yet much to Caibus' disdain, and to the horror of his superiors when he reported his experience, this is exactly what happened.

The first few hours were fairly standard, he gathered materials to build a crude shelter, and started a fire to keep warm through the night and repel most things that may be curious of the lone Turian.
However, after the sun had set and Caibus had managed to get a few hours of very light sleep, a crashing through the nearby brush woke him, immediately he had his pistol drawn and trained on the direction the sound had come from, and could only look on in horror as not one but three large Branuk crashed through the edge of the trees and started sniffing around.

Fortunately for Caibus, he was downwind of the group, meaning that for the time being, they did not know he was there. As he slowly backed away, the three Branuk approached the area he had gathered the wood for the now extinguished fire from, and obviously finding his scent,let out a bellowing roar. It was all Caibus could do to not break his discipline and run off right then, instead continuing to back away slowly and hopefully without alerting the group of his present location.

Although his hopes were dashed when, much to his chagrin, he stepped on and snapped a small branch that had fallen from one of the trees in the canopy above him, “Oh come on” he thought “I thought that only happened in the vids” as he saw the Branuk all turn towards where the sound had come from, before letting out another roar and charging. Caibus immediately started firing at the three, dropping one with a well placed head shot before he had to turn and run, fleeing as fast as he could before the Branuk had a chance to catch him.

Luckily for him he was able to create a large enough gap between him and the raging beasts that he was able to climb up a particularly large tree, beyond the reach of even the largest Branuk. Since they are not the best climbers, instead preferring to use their immense strength, the larger of the two remaining Branuk started to charge and slam into the tree, trying to dislodge Caibus from his perch.

While this was happening Caibus had tried taking more shots at the two ravenous beasts below but with the shaking of the tree, he couldn't line up a shot and was just wasting ammunition, so the only thing that he could do was wait and hope that the two hulking behemoths either got bored or distracted by an easier target.

Much to Caibus' relief he heard another roar off in the distance and, evidently, the the Branuk did too, so they both roared at him before storming off into the brush. Waiting half and hour to be sure they weren't coming back before climbing down from his perch. He returned to his camp-site and set up for the rest of his field op, which was much less intense and stressful.

Snapping out of the flashback with a shake of his head, Caibus could only wait to see what this mission would hold, hopefully it would not be as bad as that training mission long ago.