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"One moment please." the Asari officer said in a slightly bored inflection.

She tapped away at her holographic keyboard as Gerdon waited. Several minutes passed and the Asari finally spoke up.

"I am assuming that you have the proper clearance, given your Special Tasks Group status... Tayseri Ward, Warehouse District.
Check with the local precinct office, they'll know more."

The woman turned her attention back to the game of solitare on her console screen and waited for Gerdon to leave.

Gerdon thanked Asari, and went to get a Taxi, "If the officer was at the warehouse, he was probably working on something, good thing I came prepared." He boarded the Taxi, and went to the Warehouse.
He arrived and asked directions to the warehouse, It was trashed, there were obvious battle signs, Looks like the officer found some trouble. He looked around, and noticed drag marks of Blood, apparently one or more the injured fighters were taken away, since the Officers had'nt heard of Reagan since he came, he must have gone with them. He looked around for any traces of what took them away

Matt, if I were you I'd meet up with General before he left the warehouse.

Ok, not to sound like a total (fool), but everyone seems to be in the warehouse. Who is the general? Gerdon, Gane, Toll, ...?

Just go to the warehouse.

General is Gerdon, and all the other characters are incarcerated in some form.

I'd really suggest you go and reread what you've missed.

Septimus Oraka Junior, Conch Erold and Eerak'Mar vas Soren decided to ask around for a rougue Tech expert for hire. They were directed to some salarian named Gerdon, who was in the STG and might know another salarian on the Citadel who can do what they want; to hack into the Citadel's secret files.

Alright, its apparent that all interest has fallen out from under this Roleplay.

If all participants agree, I'd ask that this be locked. If there is still interest however, Id be more than happy to continue.

Don't be so hasty - my RP went out for two days and came back. That was about three or four days ago, and it advanced 5 pages since then. Some threads go out for weeks and then get revived.

What? For me your post came out of the blue. I haven't lost interest even a bit, I've been waiting for someone to post for two days. You said you were waiting for everyone to catch up, I figure that's why no one was posting anything; additionally, three of our characters are trapped in a cell, and although we could be talking, my own is unconscious. I still have tons of interest in this RP!

I second that motion Not to lock!

As Matt said, some Rp's have dry spots and this is one of them, and as Layyuce said, quite a few of the characters are incapicitated in one way or another.
Its time to play the waiting game....

I was in a bad mood earlier and I took it out on my RP.

Sorry guys.

Ah, dont worry about it,everyone has their 'off' days.

Have a cookie!
*Hands Nix a big Cookie*
And thats the way the cookie crumbles!

So Drathan, can something happen to me, once i join up with the cell mates,we can get going, but Matt has to reach me first

I asked for you to follow up on my post but I'll do it if you need me to.

Septimus, Erold and Eerak were directed to the salarian known as Gerdon.

Septimus approached him. "Hello. Septimus Oraka Junior, son of General Oraka. We were hoping you could help us, we're trying to find a mercenary, a very special one... a tech master."

Gerdon turned around in Surprise at the sudden visitors, and immediately took out his Pistol.
"who are you? and what are you doing here?"

"Calm down, please! We just need a reccomandation." Septimus said. "We were directed to you, you might know a salarian from working with them in the Special Tasks Group. A salarian tech expert, or any race tech expert, we might hire... specifically a hacking expert. Err... for off-planet, of course."

Reagan watched with interest as the medical drones delicately attended to Gane's injuries.
He'd always enjoyed looking at people's insides...

No. He wasn't that person anymore. It had been years since he thought of killing someone in a cold, animalistic bloodlust.
Officer Toll sat down on one of the spartanesque beds and held his head in his hands.
A thought came to mind. And then it went away. And then it was back again.

But it never stayed long enough to fully grasp what it meant.
Reagan sighed and pushed the idea to the back of his mind.
He looked at his odd companions. A severely injured turian soldier, a krogan scientist with a cybernetic arm,
and a female former duct rat who seemed fairly well adjusted despite the circumstances.

And then there was the Geth. He wondered what his former employers wanted with it.
Not that it was his problem. The krogan might be a little steamed at his property being confiscated
but Reagan knew they were lucky just to still be alive.

Gerdon was surprised how they found out about him. "I might know him, why?" Gerdon said as he slightly lowered his Pistol.

Septimus stared blankly back at Gerdon. Was he really going to let them go knowing they were going to hack into the Citadel's Logs?

Eerak quickly stepped forward, seeing Septimus blundering. "There is an Eclipse Base that is causing a problem with my friend. the hanar's, buisness. It is positioned in a spot that drives away most visitors, on the planet Noveria. The Citadel authorities, as well as Noveria's, refused to help us. If we could get someone to hack into the defenses of the building and shut it down, we could barge right in the front doors, in the middle of a power outage and with all the mechs turned against them.. What do you say?"