Consortium plotline... because why not...

brb going to ZEE SHOP

Ooc. Im just gonna grind through these, i guess.
Ic.
/The second: http://postimg.org/image/pffq40lt1/ /
Aesir: Light Explorer Unit 06.71.11.07:21.11. Expert explorer. Is known to make little use of his logic network for some reason.
/The third: http://postimg.org/image/m08f0je3f/7620e840/ /
Aesir: Medium Facilitator Unit 02.74.61.17:21.01. Basically, an administrator efficient at maintaining relatively small facilities. Ours counts as such.
/The fourth: http://postimg.org/image/li14n995b/e35692a4/ / (with a black-red color scheme)
Aesir: Light Trainer Unit 18.17.11.01:37.21. Highly adept at training non-varden units into capable combatants, security personell, or other. Also known to make little use of her logic network. Also not known why.

Tex: who are they?

Aesir: our new personell. Since Dredd was pretty much tasked with establishing an outpost, they sent experts. Speaking of which, the last one:...
Dredd: medium Research and Development Unit 03.34.07.02:17.00
Aesir: her, indeed...

Tex: her?

http://conceptrobots.blogspot.hu/2011/03/jessada-sutthi-concept-robot-art.html

Roll down until you find multiple angles of a green one. Thats it. Blue-white color scheme, lotsa instruments and scientific stuffs.
Ic.
Dredd: my female progenitor...

Tex: progenitor? as in....

Aesir: yep.... His mom

Tex: wow...

Aesir: talk about coincidences... Shes an expert on analising, utilising, and neutralising new technologies and organics, as well as capable of producing new ones. She is also considered...
Dredd. ....weird...
Aesir: couldnt have said it better myself...

Tex: i think that's the first time you've ever used that word

Dredd. This is the most appropriate word to describe her...

Tex: you getting a bit more organic up in that noggin?

Dredd: the fact that i understood that completely, means that the answer is a disturbing "yes"...

Ooc. Hey Arkais, if your still here, we could cut to you at pretty much any time now

Ooc: where this be taking place?

Tex: disturbing?

Ooc. Nowhere that you can access
Ic.
Dredd. I do not like the concept of "getting a bit more organic up in that noggin"

OOC: I am here!

Tex: I guess.

"...So how long are we you going to keep your guest waiting?"

Aesir: one more thing. A rather impatient individual has accidentally stumbled upon the gateway leading here. Ravenor is keeping him in the hangar because he has some serious warp taint issues.
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Ravenor: you organics and your constant hurry...

"Sorry, we organics don't exist almost timelessly like you machines do."

Ravenor: its not like i am that old...
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(well, ill just assume dredd and co arrived... Does arkais know tex? O.o)

OOC: Not really threw contract, he was a part of the Consortium however.

/Well... He walks over to him, i guess.../

Tex follows

*The suit looks down.*
"I was told this is a Consortium facility, I was looking for supplies."

Ravenor: i never said anything like that...
Dredd: (he is at least SM height, btw) continue...

"I am having an issue dealing with some...chaotic warp entities and I need something that channels and or suppresses warp energies...is there any sort of atmosphere in here, I'd prefer talking face to face."

Dredd. Affermative. There was a need for one after the humans moved in...

He opens the hatch of the suit and jumps out, his cloak having a slight flare as he hits the floor.

"I am trying to implement them into my suit."

Dredd: and in exchange?

"An access to a substantial intelligence network and a mercenary for hire."

Dredd: /head tilt/ ...merceneraies are always available for hire, at any place. The other item seems more valuable

"I run a huge network of spies, in multiple factions, mainly within the Imperium."

Dredd. Then why were you alone, in a small ship, scavenging for basic supplies...?

"To keep my project from prying eyes."

Dredd. ...that makes little to no sense... However, i found that in this galaxy, that is rarely a problem for the inhabitants...

"Indeed, also intelligence is easy to do, but I do not want to risk my agents on picking up this sort of equipment."

Dredd. The schematics are available. However, producing the raw materials, and equipment, will take some time until it gets to the front of the production queue.

"...how long?"

Ravenor. Without assigning it higher than avarage priority, a day or so

The Commander blinks.
"That is...surprising...I need the equivalent of a psychic hood as well as a few other wires, before I can design some schematics of a weapons system."

Dredd: /head tilt/ ...weapon system?

"If the Daemons of chaos wish to torment me so, I'm going to put that energy to good use, namely...big fucking sword."

Dredd. ...i see...

....

"So, will you help me?"

Dredd: ...that seems like an acceptable offer... Ravenor will ensure the validity of your part of the trade. Until then, the components are in the production queue.

OOC. for fucks sake... tier 4 and above armor is so fucking OP.... i hit it from point blank range with my 6 shotgun type weapons, 3 times, and its barely scratched... he hits my Tier 3 (heavily)armored tank with his machine gun equivalents, and im dead before i could even reload, which is just a few secs...
and now the electroplates came in, which is basically shields, so my weapons usually cant even reach their armor....
(its only available to premium users yet, so i dont have access to it...)

OOC what the buck is all that insanity about?