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Darius Naxyn

"Sure, you can take away one of their grunts, but he'll be replaced by the end of the day. You want to hurt them? Take away their wallet."

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a character in “Mass Effect: The Hydra Initiative”, as played by Raidose

Description

Name: Darius Naxyn

Age: 31

Race: Turian, and proud.

Appearance:


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Old armor.
"Ah, the good old days."
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Current armor.
"A ridiculous helmet. I mean really,
what good is head protection that doesn't
hide, much less protect, your face?"

Standing roughly around 6'5" and weighing little under 180 lbs, with bluish silver "face plates" and nearly black eyes. A dark blue marking circles his right eye, flowing down and tracing the contour of his right mandible. Is never seen without his holo-visor. Likes to keep his helmet off, and his gloves are finger-less. He finds that people are more willing to talk when you flash a little talon.











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"Hmm? I'm sorry, was I suppose to be caring?"


Class: Infiltrator

Personality: Sees rules as a hindrance, put there to keep "civi's" in place and prevent C-Sec and other law enforcement's from doing their damn job. It's a restriction that keeps the funder's and backer's of groups like the Blue Sun and Blood Pack from ever taking any heat, only allowing C-Sec to pick off the expendable piss-ants that run their little errands while they keep their hands clean. Credits run the show, and as long as those keep flowing, they're never going down. Darius isn't naive into thinking a little snooping and mild "detective work" is ever going to bust the real powers-that-be behind the gun-running and stim-peddling. He knows that the only way to bring down these hidden giants is to cut their source of power, their all-mighty credits.

But that little rant is merely on the subject of law, when it comes to his actual job as a hacker and infiltration specialist, he usually much cheerier. Often mocking the enemies use of firewalls that "couldn't protect candy from a baby", and giggling to himself as their systems start crashing. Or worse, start turning against them. He's prideful of his views and ability, to the extent of having a rather large ego, at least when it comes to his use of omni tools and hacking into terminals, sub systems, bank accounts, etc etc.

He prefers working alone, slipping in, taking out a guard or two, finding a nice secluded place to set up, slicing into the moron's network, confiscating or corrupting information and funds, mocking them openly over the intercoms, laughing to himself, sabotaging their attempts to search for him, using their base's own defense systems against said search party, laughing some more, and then finally vanishing without a trace.

When it comes to ransacking a fortified location, he insists on going in first, and then securing your route...... while having some fun with their systems.

Armaments:



Primary: Dual Phalanx mk. V with integrated silencer.
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"What's that? I couldn't hear you
over how awesome I am right now."

Secondary: Dual Omni Tools
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History: Darius was born with two gifts, an extremely bright mind, and being ambidextrous. His youth was rather uneventful, had friends as a child, got in a little trouble as a teen (which became the start of his interest with omni tools), and was enlisted into the military when he came of age like any other Turian. It was only here that he began to differ, seeing expendable front-line grunts killing other expendable front-line grunts as a huge waste of everyone's time. Once boot-camp was over, he opted to be part of C-sec, only to run across more "redundancy". It was, to him, the same as any war, with one exception. While the street-scum they were fighting against remained as replaceable cannon-fodder, his fellow officer's were not as easy to replace. But with so many rules, restrictions, and a sea of red-tape blocking anyone from doing anything to actually end it, all he could do is watch more and more officer's get gunned own in the darker parts of the Citadel streets.

He finally had enough and took up the ways of his youth, re-learning all he'd almost forgot while being brainwashed by military ethics. Before long, his grove was back and he could even access C-sec records he wasn't suppose to see. He began searching through the Citadel sub-nets in attempts to find something on one of the bigger arms-dealing rings he'd run across, and soon found a money trail linking it to one of the big-time manufacturers: Elkoss Combine. Unfortunately, that was as far as he could go as a C-sec, so instead he did a little digging through his chiefs funds, and found some dirt involving an Asari mistress. Blackmailing his chief into getting him higher clearance, he was recommended into the Turian anti-terrorist Blackwatch division. Now he could actually do something worthwhile.

After years of solo ops, he'd developed a unique style and set of skills that set him apart from your common Turian special ops, favoring hand-to-hand and sabotage to traditional tactics. This made him a viable, if questionable, solution to most problems, as he always aimed to cut the head of the serpent by freezing their assets and securing enough evidence to make even the most well-respected Corporations subject to criminal charges. You'd be amazed how many backers the Blue Suns have right at home on the Citadel, and he hunted every single one.

The he found it, a series of highly encrypted requests for weapons, tech, ship parts, biological material, and all of it highly illegal. He soon found the next location for an upcoming deal, reported it in to his superiors, and was assigned a team to bust it. Things went South fast, and it looked like the gun-runners were expecting them. Darius lost his entire squad, and the dealers escaped. One of the white-suited bastards got downed in the firefight, but wasn't dead. In response to Darius' interrogation, he merely spit blood at him and gurgled one word. A word that became the focal point of Darius' personal vendetta.


Cerberus


As he swore he'd follow them to the ends of the galaxy and beyond, he soon went AWOL on his quest for revenge. He followed every mention of that damned name, and came across a trail hidden within several other. Encrypted, hidden, garbled, and in several pieces, but it was there. A trail so faint that only someone like him could have found it. He traced it all the way from the Gemini Sigma to the Serpent Nebula and back again, spanning Palevan, Feros, Casbin, Ilos, Dekuuna, and even the Citadel itself. That was where it ended, and he thought his search was over. However, when he finally got there, he found the trail gone, several corporations missing a lot of credits, C-sec alerted to his presence, and him left holding the bag. He was, as humans say: "Screwed nine ways from Sunday..."

Stripped of everything and incarcerated for mass theft, he spoke only the following at his trial: "I would claim my innocence, for I did not steal anything, but seeing as I have no evidence and I doubt the fairness of this trial, I'm just going to save everyone's time here.... Guilty." He served three years in a Turian penitentiary, before he received a visitor from the Council who made him an offer. Alleviating his sentence in return for his service as an N7. His first assignment had already been planned. Stay in prison, or be glorified cannon-fodder. Decisions, decisions.....

So begins...

Darius Naxyn's Story

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How did it come to this? .....Ah, right.

Three silhouettes made their way through the sparsely crowded halls of the human frigate, uttering not a word along their path. Two being Asari guards, escorting their charge, Darius Naxyn, to the CIC. Their mission was simple, watch the Turian prisoner until he was transferred into the custody of the Spectre, Seyusa Avera. The door to the meeting room open, as the prisoner was forcibly sat down. He merely chuckled at his would-be escorts, jingling his manacles a bit. "Are these really necessarily? I was accused with theft, not murder. And where were I to go should I escape your custody? Deep space? Come now, be sensible. And take this damn collar off, I'm going to be needing the use of my omni-tool." This only earned him a scowl from one of his guards, as she replied "Remain silent until the transfer is complete, then the Spectre can shut you up from then on. And you were charged and found guilty, not merely 'accused'. You should be grateful your out of your cell."

Darius couldn't help but chuckle at the Asari. "Oh, you listened? Perhaps evolution hasn't quite given up on you Asari yet. Or did you receive that unique trait from you 'father', Narisa? Such a fetching human she was, and with a rather impressive military record...." The Asari was not amused, now with her Disciple aimed at his metallic-like face. His near-black eyes met her fiery ones, as his mandibles formed a mischievous grin."How do you know my father?" the guard growled through gritted teeth. The second Asari had to step in, pushing the other's weapon out of Darius' face. He offered little but a smug chortle, before finally answering her. "Oh, Ariya.... by the way, a very beautiful name. Very suiting of you. Were was I? Ah, yes. That Council representative who presented me with the illustrious offer. If you remember, you had to remove my implant restriction collar, so that I may read the details of the agreement. I took it upon myself to read a few more details than what was offered to me."

His smile only grew as the Asari's expression changed into bewilderment. "But how? You were-" "Monitored the entire time?" he cut her off. "Yes, I was. But it seems you fell for what human magicians refer to as 'the oldest trick in the book'. You watched the hand that was infront of you, without seeing what the other was doing. With access to my tools, it took all of maybe 12 seconds to bypass that grade-school excuse of a firewall and gain access to the extra-net. From their, it was simply fishing. Heh, what? Did you think for a moment that I wasn't going to be aware of every detail of this transfer? It's in my profile under 'Paranoia' and 'Extreme Conspiracist'. I don't trust anything that I, myself, don't research. I found details everything about my transfer, from which ship I was to be moved to, to the guards, you and Miss Sura here, who were to be my escort, to your families and personal records, as well as that of that up-tight blue floozie from the Citadel. And, of course, the Spectre here..."

His gaze drifted over to the woman, in all her Asari-issued pride. He scoffed at her composure, knowing she would be "one of those". The grin never fleeting from his features. "After all, I'm not going to be the expendable allegedly-criminal asset without knowing who's the one to throw me to the varren. Which means I took the liberty of looking into you as well, Miss Avera. Or at least the parts that weren't deleted. My condolences, Matriarch, for whatever trouble you may have had growing up, what with the taboo of your parents.... But I digress. I'm sure you can already surmise as to my specialty, and my skill at it. Just spare me the pyjak-shit, and I won't be an issue..."

One of the guards walked over to the Spectre, a little unnerved by the information that had been revealed. "Ma'am, I... I need your clearance to complete the transfer of custody.... After that, he's your problem."

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Character Portrait: Raen'Rilas vas Myni Character Portrait: Seyusa Avera Character Portrait: Lt. Ryak Tembra Character Portrait: Griska Character Portrait: Lucas O'Connell Character Portrait: Darius Naxyn
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Griska was next into the CIC, the Vorcha's bare claws sounding metallic clacks with every motion of his feet upon the ground. His crimson red eyes slightly dilated, a clear sign that he came from one of the darker regions of the ship. From an empty Storage department beneath the shuttle bay he had turned into his own private hideaway to be exact. Noticing the human with a wide grin he tilted his head lightly and gave a small hiss. The joke about the detained Turian hardly amusing in his case as his eyes soon traveled to that member. He observed the Turian up and down before moving his eyes to each terminal, obviously getting a good scope of the place. Next on his radar was another Turian, how typical, Humans and Turians, two of the Galaxy's most dominant military power. However, this Turian wasn't being detained by Asari Guardians. He could almost sniff out the military type from him. Finally, a rarity, A Quarian. Odd they were considered space rats just as the Vorcha were by many worlds throughout the galaxy. So it was different finding working on such a militant vessel. And finally the Asari. Griska's eyes widened as he observed her for a second. Asari always had a keen to his eye, not due to attraction, but because they drew him to his past. Of times spent zipping about the Galaxy, learning, exploring, being more than a hired killer.

Snapping too he made a hissing noise, and jerked his head about in the normal Vorcha fashion. "Griska reporting for duty, ma'am!" Uttered in his scratchy, growling voice sounding from his lungs. This was to be quite the trip, possibly a suicide mission. But he was looking forward to it, a chance to prove himself. ANd possibly a chance to prove his race as more that ship-hopping scavengers and savages who killed for whatever they could take.

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Character Portrait: Raen'Rilas vas Myni Character Portrait: Seyusa Avera Character Portrait: Lt. Ryak Tembra Character Portrait: Griska Character Portrait: James Monroe Character Portrait: Lucas O'Connell
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Seyusa nodded calmly to both Ryak and James as they arrived and spoke, Ryak correct in his question on whether they were being kept in the dark any longer or not, as he phrased it. "Correct, once everyone has arrived, the formal briefing will begin in earnest." She didn't even miss a single beat when the Turian uncloaked at the opposite end of the room, and mentally rolled her eyes. Boys and their toys, really. If it became an issue, she would issue a general order about such shenanigans, but if it kept the other races pacified and at least content, then it would be tolerated. Of course, one of the more interesting members arrived under the armed guard of two other Asari, and she turned to give the second Turian her attention, as well as the guards as the one addressed her. Of course the tidy little information source had already found methods of digging up what couldn't be readily removed, and she smirked as she addressed the guard. "Release him from his bindings, and see yourselves back to wherever your quarters were assigned. Your condolences are not necessary, Naxyn, you of all people should know how hard information can be to eliminate fully. I expect your past vendetta will not get in the way of the tasks I will present to you." She had done some looking before accepting the Council's offer to have the turian transferred, and knew what to expect of the male, and the reasons why he was where he was. With that, she ignored the shenanigans and foolishness of the human Lucas, one of the most detested members of this team, and did not even dignify a response or greeting to the man. If it wasn't for his skill set, she would have recommended booting him right back to the Alliance, rather than operating with the N7 Spec Ops teams. Lastly, the Vorcha, and she inclined her head to the being as he reported as well. The Quarian, Raen, quietly reported in the midst of the shenanigans, keeping a professional tone of voice despite the happenings around them. "Raen'Rilas vas Myni, reporting for duty."

Beyond a simple nod, Seyusa ignored the Quarian completely and initiated an upload to the entire groups omni tools, containing various files and maps, but the most important being a Salarian intelligence report that was the reason this mission was even occurring. "Read the information I have forwarded to each of your omni tools, and once you have done so I will elaborate."

Intelligence Report #18537

Subject: Hydra Initiative

Summary: Cerberus operations located on Eden Prime discovered a second weapon co-developed alongside the Crucible, which they promptly began calling the Hydra Initiative in the intercepted communications between the dig team and various waiting vessels in orbit, which no doubt transferred this information to The Illusive Man. What little actual specifications that were intercepted, it appears the discovery Cerberus made is, rather than a device designed to interface with the Citadel and potentially destroy the Reaper invaders, a independent construct, larger then what we could consider a super massive Dreadnaught class vessel. The size of this vessel, until a clear information can be obtained, will be tentatively referred to as a Hydra Class ship. Information available indicates that the craft is capable of providing its own necessities, from crew needed to what is required to run the ship. Combine the internal manufacturing and agricultural facilities with a similar scanner system employed on the Normandy SR-2, most notably, and amongst other vessels, and it is capable of creating anything required to function. It is a space borne city, and this is before the militarization takes place. While actual specifications are scarce, the amount of armor, armaments, and defensive forces that would be required on such a craft would be enough to give most Reaper's a serious fight. What is known, however, is that in the hands of Cerberus, it will prove a nigh unstoppable threat once completed.

Recommendation: -REDACTED-


Once the team had time to digest this, Seyusa began the briefing in earnest. "I won't waste anymore time, as this bit of information warranted the Council's deployment of myself and whatever resources I deemed necessary, which is this assembly of specialists. The planet we are approaching is Benning, already contested by Alliance and Cerberus forces, so our presence will not be of note by either side. The task at hand is to land on the outskirts of the Capitol city of Benning, Joughin, and proceed onto a Cerberus base of operations. Intelligence suggests this is the command hub that the intelligence hand off, or the location of such, is occurring. This means it will be well defended, and as such two teams will be striking to improve the odds of success. Raen, Naxyn, O'Connell, Lt. Ryak, you will be the infiltration team. Get in, gather the necessary information from the Cerberus hardware, and do so quickly. O'Connell, Lt. Ryak, you are providing protection for Raen and Naxyn so the two can focus on information gathering over combat, although both are more than capable of defending themselves. Griska, Monroe, and myself will be providing the distraction that you four will require. We will meet up with your team in the command center of the complex after we break through the defensive line. Depending on the information gathered, that will dictate the next course of action. Questions?"

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Ryak:

Ryak watched the crew members, having his own opinions on each. James seemed to follow protocol and rules to the letter. The Turian Prisoner made him cautious, and added another firewall to his already Fort Knox Omni Tool. Lucas made him feel uneasy, and made him hope he never had to deal with him. The Spectre, even if it might now show, he had respect for her. He didn't know what to feel about the Quarian or the Vorcha, they were Wild Cards in this.

"Just a few. Well, the first one is slightly a comment, but also a question. Cerberus is known to establish listening posts. Many of them have still not been found, being very well hidden.....but, rumors have had a recent break, an actual possibility according to command, of locating some of them at least. They may be using something called a 'Ghost Station'. Its where they take over or build a small space station in the middle of a scrap yard, on land or more commonly in space, and occasionally underwater. If they have one of those there, what are we going to do about it? It will stay hidden and harass us most likely. And, if its one of the bigger ones, its possible it will drop an Atlas Mech right on top of your distraction team....if its in the space at least. And having our communications tapped into doesn't sound like something we want....."

He then asked his second question. "Also, do I have to have any concerns about our prisoner here? Like, running off, trying to stab me in the back, the usual? I like to be prepared, and I hate surprises that I don't plan". Ryak talked with certainty and strength, but also some caution. He was not some "Rookie" to this. However, slightly layered in his voice was a bit of hatred when he said "Cerberus". Slight however, and barely noticeable. But there none the less.

He then added another question, making 3. "Finally, where is the extraction Zone, secondary Extraction Zone, and the Backup Extraction Zone? Or is that not determined yet?" Ryak didn't joke around when it came to extracting his team either. Even if he wasn't leading, he was very adamant in making sure no one died unnecessarily or got left behind....

Monroe:

Monroe understood his orders. He listened to the chatter, and then the Turians Questions. "Wait, just a thought, but couldn't you hack the defenses when you get into the command room? Turn the base against its owners? That would make our meetup a lot easier. Also, they might have an Atlas Mech or two inside the base as well, waiting. And the Phantoms. Those we will need to look out for....." He then turned to the Spectre, and noted "Ma'am, when we move in, we will most likely encounter heavy forces. Will we be bringing any heavy weapons in, or using any special strategies to avoid flanking maneuvers? The fact that they out number us means a flank could effectively kill us if we are not careful......"

James then also noted to the Turian Ghost "Three Extraction Zones? Wouldn't the second one be the Emergency one?" He was somewhat confused on why the Turian said 3 extraction zones. He had never heard anyone using 3 before.

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Character Portrait: Seyusa Avera Character Portrait: Lt. Ryak Tembra Character Portrait: Griska Character Portrait: James Monroe Character Portrait: Lucas O'Connell Character Portrait: Darius Naxyn
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#, as written by Raidose
Darius gave a toothy smile as his bindings were released, even with a hint of mild surprise at those words that came next. "I expect your past vendetta will not get in the way of the tasks I will present to you." "Oh, so you believe my little tale? That is surprising, and I shall do my best...... but no promises. Ah ah ah!" he uttered at the guard to his left. "I believe your forgetting something?" The Asari sneered as she unlatched the restrictor collar around his scaly neck. His omni tools flashed to life for a second, as if to take in a long overdue breath of air, before fading away once again. "Ah.... much better."

The apparent joker of the group shot a poorly thought out insult in his direction. It sounded like a badly written one-liner from Krodd the Battlemaster II: Re-armed. “Yeah you’re the crazy Turian cross-dressing murderer aren’t you?!” "Heh, no. Though I was in the cell across from him. Weird guy, though fun at parties from what I hear..." Then it hit him, a cold stare from the other side of the room. A stare he was use to. Vorcha. Oh. I didn't realize Spectres were accustomed to taking in pets. How..... quaint. Every ounce of his C-sec instincts screamed at him to watch this little pest. He knew Vorcha were not to be trusted. Finally came the mission details.

After skimming through the file and hearing Ms. Seyusa Avera's version, it apparently became question time. The other Turian on the team took first shot, and nailed every important query. Naturally, for a Turian. And of course, the intrepid human had to question sound logic. "Why three? Because basic counter spec-ops, which from what I understand this Cerberus is a master of, dictates that any infiltration team will always have two points of extraction. If our main evac is compromised, they'll track our movements and tactically estimate where our secondary evac is, cutting us off. Or they could just track our comms chatter. Having three gives us the option to use one as a decoy, and drop off their radar mid-route, promptly mad-dashing our asses to the third. We can be out and off the rock before they have time to re-mobilize. And really, can you ever have too many extraction points?"

He showed some teeth at being called "The Prisoner", and hoped the name didn't stick. "Where were I to go if I did run? I'd rather possibly die in combat like a true Turian than be hunted all my life. And the only reason I'd assassinate any of you is if you compromised the mission and I got the go-ahead from our CO, which would be Ms. Avera here. So don't piss her off, don't piss me off, and don't get shot or blown up, and you should be fine." Once the bit of irritation of being accused of possible treachery passed, he noticed something about the Lieutenant. Their was a tinge, a hint, a timy glimmer of hatred in his mannerism when he spoke of Cerberus. It wasn't something any normal mind could hear, in fact only a man who's had that word haunting him for half a decade would ever be able to pick up on it, but it was there. Naxyn grinned at this....

Darius leaned back in his seat, taking a moment to exert his level of apathy. "And as far as these 'Ghost Stations' are concerned, I could monitor our comms channels and track any hack attempts. If they try, I'll ping their location and make these ghosts a little more visible. I could try to back hack them, but doing that through comms frequency alone is damn near impossible. Even for me, your looking at nearly a half-an-hour job. Double if you want me to be subtle about it.... Not what I'd consider if we're in the field. And these 'Atlas', they're mechs, correct? Any semblance to those used by Eclipse? If so, then I can mess with their targeting, bypass safety protocols, and maybe even hack the controls. Then we can have some fun...."

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Ryak:

Ryak wasnot one to usually change opinions quickly, but in this case, he made an exception. The prisoner, Darius, even with what he had said after, was definently more reliable then Lucas. He looked at Lucas, replying quickly "Have you ever fought Cerberus before, because you must have been hiding under a rock if you have. You can not take out an Atlas Mech like its nothing...." he brought up a hologram of an Atlas, and had some rather impressive visual aid as he continued "An Atlas has both heavy shields, and heavy armor. Some missiles can't even take one out immediately. So you most certainly can not take one out with one shot of your rifle, and your sword would shatter against it. An Atlas is armed with a large cannon, that doubles as a rocket launcher, as well as a power ground-shattering stomp and a arm that can grab you and either slam or throw you hard enough that it might break your neck....."

He lowered his voice, removing the present annoyed tone, and then noted to Darius, who's profile he had looked up while talking, "An atlas is also manned, meaning you can't hack it. Overload stuns it for about a second, energy drain half that, and Sabotage for about 1.25 seconds. Which, believe me, is very helpful, because every second counts with an Atlas Mech....and don't ask me why they call it a mech if it's manned. It's really technically a large vehicle/battle suit, but everyone calls it a mech...."

He then added "And Darius, I doubt he will need your help to get himself in trouble. He seems more then capable of getting himself killed...". Whether he thought he was great enough not to be stabbed in the back so easily, or simply he had more respect for him and less for Lucas, he did not take it as a threat to him. Although, he had upgraded his firewalls and monitored his Omni-tool more frequently. He isn't THAT quick to trust. He looked at the data, and then noted "So, anything else?".

James Monroe

James listened, but was quick, yet firm, when he defended myself. "Why not just use a regular decoy then? Or have the ship provide cover fire during extraction?". The second idea wasn't that bad. It would prevent them from alerting the rest of Cerberus of what they were doing.

James, while he did not really say everything, seemed to agree with the two Turians. Lucas seemed like he was unable to take anything serious, as well as looking like he wasn't even listening. He decided to then ask his own questions to the Spectre. "So, exactly what should we be expecting? Will they have heavy turrets or Shield Doors? Do we know if they have mines set up or not?".