Recent content by NephyrisX

[X] Remain. Your mission was to deal with the Syndicate lackeys. Jump towards the flames.

[X] Head back to the Armory and plant your charges. You can then move elsewhere once you get that part of the mission done.

[X] Shut him up. It's your strength now.

[x] You need Orthus. Find her. She can help you silence this thing inside you.

Callista tucked at her collar, the fabric taut against her tense skin. "I mean, we're all ghosts, right? Sneak in, grab shit, get out, blow shit up optional? Textbook stuff." She laughed gingerly. An uncomfortable silence took hold. "...It's not just cyclops salvage and spare parts in there...

Nice, will load it up on the Medea in that case.

"Uh huh, sure. Whatever." Callista fumed in her cockpit and out of earshot of the Colonel. The tone the Colonel used with her reminded her far too much of Kycillian high flyers back on Granada, and she could barely tolerate their foppish aggrandising and self-important patronisation even on this...

@Sushi For the Medea, is there any space to offload the remaining cargo left in the hangar or is it already occupied?

I grabbed the last pallet of "MS-Sized Weapon Components".

Callista piloted the Drak on auto-pilot, her mind elsewhere, her features were set into narrowed eyes and a grim frown from what she'd witnessed under the tarp. What was that? She only had a split-second view under the tarp as it was being loaded onto the Gunperry, but the questions were...

Callista's going to grab the "Sealed High Priority Components" first.

The sight of the Draken-E was a familiar one. These miniature mobile suits are a common fixture in industrial fields and, more infamously, riot suppression. Equipped with power loaders that could snap hardened steel in twine or manipulator arms that handle delicate tasks more deftly that one...

@Kensai @tankdrop24 "Ooo, you hear that Ach, Mack?" Callista cooed with a clearly exaggerated swagger, "You get to play with the big spanking new shiny tank while poor ol' me gets stuck getting the two birds to fly. Lucky you." Callista sighed, her expression dropping the mirth and adopting a...

Callista is suggesting some of the researchers/soldiers and her to commandeer the Medea and the other transport so we can start packing things up before things become more hot.

Callista couldn't help but let a low whistle of admiration at the sight of undoubtedly highly confidential and top secret components before her. Giant handheld weaponry that wouldn't look out of place on a Zaku, parts and actuators that look suspiciously like leg joints and towering cylinders...