3991/Corpus: Rescue Operation

Corpus: Rescue Operation
Date of Scene:	07 April 2016
Location:	Void - Deep Void (North)
Synopsis:	A rescue mission aboard a Corpus ship; new intelligence and the existence of other factions brought to bear.
Cast of Characters:	Kotone Yamakawa, 215, 571, 953, Kushiko

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Kushiko has posed:
So, sometimes, operations go wrong, no matter what one does to prevent such a thing. In this case, it was unexpected for members of one of the Corpus sub-companies and groups to be conducting their own reconnisance not unlike a few members of the Syndicate were; in this case the Steel Meridian and their allies.

Multiversal investigation and the like were a focus of many groups hailing from the Origin System presently, and the Corpus were especially fond of the options to sell to damn near anyone and anything that might be availed. Given their utter lack of care for the innocents that might suffer for this, it wasn't a stretch for them to come across the Steel Meridian, just not so soon.

As a result, operations were presently abandoned, and one of Steel Meridian's number was presently being escorted away on a long, Corpus cruiser for possible rendition, but more likely some interrogation along the way to see what he -- or she -- knew aboutt the Multiverse and Corpus operations in that sector. The ship, while not necessarily like anything in the 'verse, certainly bore some similarties to merchant and trade vessels, though on a size category of near dreadnaught size, though a category under that, perhaps.

For those who would be opting in to actually come and assist a Tenno, they might notice that stowed away on a frequency were IFF and other signal-masking pieces of information to ensure the ability to board the ship without being noticed.

Kushiko has posed:
In addition, there may be a point on the ship that's already been breached; airlock security is notably absent and no other security measures have been triggered on the ship itself. Seems the Tenno may have already arrived, the Liset having since cloaked itself once more.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    The Crimson Specter arrives like a predator on the prowl, unnoticed by the Corpus vessel thanks to the IFF and other jamming technology provided for this operation. As far as the Corpus think, this is just a random hitchhiker wanting to conserve fuel, barely worth the effort of shaking it off for a little bit, or making brief mercantile deals with the crew before flying away.

    In reality, Maaka's currently flown the team in to get the prisoner out. Kaz has a 6mm pistol holstered while he idly hacks a panel. "Uhhh, okay, I should be able to buy us a few minutes, maybe ten tops before the Corpus notice something's up. If I gotta back off, I'll try and make my way to the airlock in time when you guys get your prisoner. No promises though." He seems nervous, hoping to god nobody is on the other side when the airlock opens up.

    Maaka herself however has a shotgun loaded up, waiting for the door to open casually. "Don't worry, we'll be fine. Do what you gotta do, mate."

    "Right, boss..."

    Once the airlock opens, Maaka is quick to take point and guide the others in, shotgun raised as she sweeps the immediate area alertly.

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa had picked up a signal which had caught her intrest, it was from the same system that the mysterious Lotus and her Tenno allies were from so she'd taken note of it. The STeel Meridian with what little she could dig up on them? Seemed to be worth aiding so here he was he was not the only one arriving in the Origin System though from beyond it. She noticed there was omething odd which was masking her ship from the traget vessel and was thankful for it. It allowed her small craft to dock and for Kotone to get aboard before she was spotted by anything.

Kotone has taken a light loadout and has opted as she often does for stealth she's already making ready to cloak as she links up with Alexis Maaka.

<<So here we go again, hu Alexis>>

Iria (215) has posed:
Despite having her own personal craft, Iria is tagging along with Alexis Maaka, although she's not too thrilled about it. She personally prefers to be on her own, but somehow she was convinced to go along with her. Biting the bullet and accepting, Iria reluctantly went along with her. She mostly kept to herself until they arrived, at which point Iria quickly got out and surveyed the general area.

    Once they were in position to open the airlock, Iria drew her assault rifle and aimed it at the airlock. "Anyone behind there is gonna be leaving in pieces!" She says with a narrowed eye. Once the airlock is opened, Iria moves in behind Maaka, acting as a rear flank cover.

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    Stealth. Space. Merchants. Yes. These are all things Kutsuuko is an expert at. Absolutely. Okay obviously not, but a rescue of a key member of a rare, humanitarian war refuge syndicate is something worth looking into. She's ostensibly not exactly well equipped for space, but a compact, 2075 era re-breather mask is ready as part of her gear belt if necessary, and her biology should really do the rest, default human as she looks. Shiro is staying behind for this one. The last thing she needs is having the little one sucked out a breach in the hull somewhere and impossible to recover.

    She's last out the ship, boots clicking onto the deck plating, decoupling her God Arc from its transport housing and slinging it over her shoulder in its 'compact' form. The weapon is still enormous even then, not exactly something that could fit in an air vent, but she seems to be handling it without it slowing her down at all. Her red eyes briefly go to her armoured bracelet, checking the local, fairly limited minimap. Without advanced recon or external support, it's pretty much limited to sonar mapping, a motion tracker and thermal imaging over a short distance. "Are you really planning to sneak around this entire ship? It's enormous. If we go too slow then they'll probably get wherever they're going before we reach the hostage." Yes, she's using that word instead of prisoner of war. "We look for the nearest console and download a map, pray that the contractor knows where the cells are, or we book it." She engages the local radio with her earbud, steadily walking ahead with her eyes on her readout.

Kushiko has posed:
The nice thing about the airlock, and the utter lack of security being tripped in this case, is that the boarding of the ship goes largely unnoticed. No Corpus proxies, no suited merchantmen in any regard. The ship itself is.. /sleek/, to put it mildly. As a contrast to the curves of a Grineer vessel that Maaka and Yamakawa would have experienced prior, there's a lot of angles and straight edges, and a certain degree of cobalt blue dominating the colors. Not painted so much as highly finished surfaces and an side effect of their manufacturing process.

The other nice thing about the location that the Tenno picked out, is that it'll make getting to the prisoner hold somewhat more straightforward. Somewhat.

Gravity and other life support systems are pretty safe and sound. But as Iria, Alexis, Kotone and Kutsuuko all arrive, they are greeted by a grate loosening slightly ahead, and dropping with a faint clatter. And a figure drops down. Very familiar to Alexis and Kotone--though for Kotone it's entirely different reasons as she begins to rise from her nearly noiseless landing. Gold highlights amidst a blacksuited, feminine body and a single, pink-orchid optic in the center as she turns to confirm the others now here.

Mag Prime; though perhaps more simply referred to as 'Mag' seems to be the Warframe that the Tenno has elected to utilize here. Energy swirls faintly within the domed helmet, yet not a single word, scarcely a sound is uttered as she handles what looks to be a Grineer-like grenade launcher, complemented by a long, sheathed sword at her side. Some darker orchid colors curve along parts of the suit itself.

She lifts a hand; a hardlight display of the local mapping area unfolds within an instant, this data being provisioned to the others in short order. Some enemies are marked on the map with red arrows, giving some sense of where they're currently facing in the vicinity, but it doesn't go much further than 30-40 meters out from where she is now. There's an indicator icon for the direction they need to be headed; the exact location can be narrowed down shortly, one suspects, with either access to Corpus computer systems in the next room, or more.. intimate measures.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    <Just like always, sis.> Maaka messages back with Kotone.

    As she and Iria lead the group on in, Maaka tenses up when she sees a grate getting kicked down, shotgun raised, before the Tenno leap in from the vents. Huh. If she were doing this alone, she'd have done the exact same thing, to be honest.

    "Nice entrance." She greets the Warframe, before she synchs with Mag Prime for intel. Local mapping, HUD updates, everything is provided for what Maaka and company need to know, which is good enough for her.

    She follows the AR directional marks, hoping it'll give the team a quick route towards the holding cells.

    Stacking up against the room entrance, she produces some sapper grenades intended to take out enemy electronics, nodding. "Someone get the door, and stand back. These are gonna make everyone's tech glitchy for a few seconds if you're too close to the blast." She warns.

Iria (215) has posed:
Keeping her assault rifle trained forwards, Iria finds herself glad she doesn't have an itchy trigger finger the moment the grate is kicked down. She simply stares down the scope (she put it on herself) and waits to see what's coming. When she sees it's only the Tenno, Iria smirks a little. "Hi there," She says. "Glad you could join the party."

    Iria lets Maaka lead on, continuing to act as covering fire support while they do so. It's not until they reach the door that Iria offers to take the door. "I'll get it, just give me the signal! And don't worry, I should be OK!"

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    Kutsuuko seems more quietly astonished to see an air vent grate aboard a spaceship than what actually drops out of it, at least for a second. Alright, she's never been on one, but she had subconsciously imagined they'd have something more 'futuristic' than that. It takes a moment of faint squinting for her to decide whether the figure in front of her is some kind of android or bio-bot or a human in a weird suit, before deciding that it's probably the latter if it doesn't have integrated weapons.

    "Hey there. Are you the contractor?" she asks. "Didn't really expect you to be aboard as well. I guess this isn't viable as a solo job huh?" Trying to make conversation with a Tenno can really only go one way, but she has yet to figure that out yet. Seeing the holography, she briefly turns to her armed implant to key the new data into her own map, greatly improving its resolution and accuracy, before seeing Maaka and Iria running off already. "Wait, you- ah, whatever, if you're fine with frying the computer then go ahead. It's not like I could have hacked it anyways." She presses up against the opposite side of the frame, unhooking a stun grenade from her belt, popping the pin with her thumb and holding down the lever, visibly counting to three with her fingers and then punching the door control, lobbing the grenade into the room along with Alexis' before rounding the corner and going straight in.

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa pauses at the grate and has her weapon trained up but she's seen something like this before. The moment she catches the form of what's dropping in the weapon goes down. She looks the figure over for a moment nodding to Mag Prime.

"We meet again."

She smiles faintly recalling Mag's help. She also accepts the tatical data from her as well.

<<Good you seem more chipper today but I'm dragging you out clubbing soon. You need to have some fun in your life sis.>> R
She looks over the data all the while as she maps and data as she got. She wants to learn more but raiding data right now might put the VIP they are here to spring at risk. So she simply cloaks and gets ready to move out.

Kushiko has posed:
A slight inclination of Mag Prime's head as she turns towards the others as they begin their own foray into the Corpus ship proper. To Kutsuuko, it's not necessarily a motion of rudeness, just vague acknowledgement through that utterly taciturn shell.

The square door ahead will open with a faint pneumatic hiss and lead into a high-ceiling corridor that splits into two different directions, but it's easy to suss which should be gone into first; one way is locked down hard, indicated by red lights, and the lack of the map penetrating further, with the other way far more straightforward. But in this vicinty are a trio of wandering robots, a pair of two-legged walkers known as MOAs, and a sentry Osprey, a flying proxy.

It's a helpless shrug from Mag Prime as she regards Kutsuuko and the way both Iria and Alexis hustled forward towards that door, though not quite triggering the automatic opening. Alexis posited a question that needed to be answered, and in this, she would answer not with words, but actions as she ran for the door, opening it and sprinting ahead of Iria and Alexis alike, coming to a halt.

She lifted a hand. And.. the more peculiar sensation rises. Void energy harnessed to control electromagnetism in a way that is more akin to someone reaching their hand through it, wearing it like a gloves. Wearing it like a glove as the shields of the twin MOAs as they screech in surprise and were /just/ about to open fire on the Warframe with robotic chirps and squeals, and that electromagnetic power simply sapped the shields, polarizing it and causing the trio of robots to explode.

Realistically, the magnetic power that would show up on anyone's senses or sensors should not be that well controlled. Just being near it /should/ make one's cybernetics twitch a little, like the hair on the back one's neck stand up, or worse. Yet it didn't. It was felt, yet without discomfort. More are up ahead, but their attention -- and distance -- is a twofold element to keep them from noticing just yet, but it's a perfect opening for Kutsuuko, Alexis and Aria to move up and ambush the next group up ahead.

A group, that is, of what looks to be a heavily suited Corpus Crewman, being followed by two MOA proxies, and a shielding Osprey, it's bluish tethers of energy boosting their shields for the time being. Another Osprey, orange-tinted is also flying nearby, a minelayer that hasn't quite been given to drop it's orb of energy that would be problematic if it stayed alive long enough to start dropping those on people.

Kushiko has posed:
And, what appear to be local cameras that /were/ scanning for possible intruders to block out areas and eventually sound alarms, could be seen as exploding. This.. Warframe definitely has some control to her power that's may be unnerving.

A few terminals are also in the area that could be utilized for pulling generalized data about the Corpus from as well, either after or before dealing with the next Corpus group ahead on the way towards where the Prison Complex /should/ be.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    Once the doors open, Maaka tosses the sapper grenades, intended to take out security terminals and futz with the proxies. She only pauses as she feels Mag's powers for a moment, like her teeth are tingling slightly. That's a weird, but harmless sensation, so she goes on along when Kutsuuko tosses her stun grenade.

    On second thought, when the God Eater brings it up, Maaka pockets her grenade and opts to just fire a few shotgun blasts at the Crewman first. Buckshot tends to hit hard enough in her experience, plus the shells she uses tend to shred through heavy fabrics as well. Not so good with armor, but this guy looks like he's using his shields for protection.

    "Take out the drone!" she points to the orange Osprey directly, to elaborate.

Iria (215) has posed:
As soon as the door opens, Iria's looking down the scope of her rifle, and while the sapper grenades do cause a slight ringing in Iria's ears briefly, there's little else done to her really. Even her armor, which looks like it's cybernetic, is unfazed. She is about to open fire on the crewman when Maaka yells out to get the drone instead.

    "You got it!" Iria replies without dropping her gaze. She opens fire quickly, firing off several bursts of semi-automatic gunfire at the drone. "Yeaaaaaaaaaah!"

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa gets the Tenno don't talk much if at all but they sill were pretty good to communiate with. Kotone sees the grones and ideas start to get into her head, however that will need to wait. She does however check for wireless signals to see if the MOA's and htier kin are remote or taking orders on thier own. She also take note of Kutsuuko as she arrives. She does take notice of Kutsuko for the moment she's a new person and Kotone is more than a little curious.

Kotone will attempt to however get to the terminals as they move there might be data on the pirosn and she'll take what she can get on the way.

She does however take a pot shot at the Osprey as she makes for a terminal with her SMG.

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    ". . . not much of a talker are you?" Kutsuuko says, pausing briefly after. "Actually, does that suit not have an external speaker? I mean if it's not your fault then I won't complain." Oh well, there's not much time for that anyways. The door opens, she goes through the motions to chuck the grenade, and then Mag jumps right in the way, forcing her to hold her arm back with her fist still tightly around the priming lever, about to curse before she sees the bizarre looking emu-esque robots outright explode. The only thing she has that could be deemed 'cybernetic' is the armlet around her right wrist, but that's not implanted into her skin with metal. For all she knows, that was pretty much magic.

    Instead, she opts for tossing the grenade around the corner, bouncing once at the crewman's feet before going off, the flashbang style explosion bright enough to cause permanent eye damage, thankfully done before anyone else charges in. "I told you we weren't going to be sneaking around!" she yells over the following sound of gunfire; a foregone conclusion anyways with the noise of those MOAs exploding just a moment before. She separates the grip of her God Arc to its full length, a dull, reverberating growl more like a hungry animal than a power source sounding from within it, and in the ensuing instant, the entire, engine-block sized machine flowers out and bursts into a flurry of rapidly shifting components, moving too quickly and too independently to be joined with locks, hinges or cylinders.

    The split second storm of metal slams back together into its heavy assault cannon configuration, slung underarm and supported with both hands, still looking like it weighs a metric ton. Her thumb flies on the ammo selector, and then the revolving barrel roars with crackling violet-blue light, spitting out a thunderous stream of projectiles that look to be some sort of heavily ionized plasma, the line of fire 'walked' across the flanking drones and the crewman between them and detonating multiple times on top of each in showers of molten vapour and hard, electrical radiation.

Kushiko has posed:
Judicious use of shotguns are not a bad idea; the heavy impact tends to make shields disappear rather quickly when it comes to their polarities and the like. Then again, that might make sense, given the distributive force of shotguns versus puncturing force otherwise.

It also has the lovely bonus of making the Corpus crewman stagger backwards from it, and as luck has it, out of the way of some more vicious attacks coming in that vicinity.

Electricity sparks and sputters from the impacts of Iria's assault rifle upon the minelayer Osprey, and it just /shatters/, it's pod-like wings splitting off and a squeal of shutdown following it's loss of primary systems--to say nothing of the holes penetrating it's body. With the Sapper grenades working to further shortcircuit and prevent proper response times, it's going to be not unlike shooting fish in a barrel, as they were, even as the Corpus attempt to respond.

Especially with the utilization of the fist and Kutsuuko's own grenade tossing. Grenades are rather nice, after all. 'Stealth' is relative insofar as killing everyone as quickly as possible and not ever giving them a chance to actually sound an alarm. Such is the way of the group primarily tasking themselves here. Amidst the firepower being lain down by Kutsuuko and Iria and even Kotone's pot shot, the majority of the small patrol are taken out.

Mag herself, on the other hand, has broken into a quick sprint, sliding and then using the momentum to spiral through the air at a blistering velocity in order to close the distance to the Crewman that Alexis tagged; he was nearly caught in the crossfire of body and machine dismembering and explosions, before she picks up the heavysuited Corpus crewman and tosses him towards Alexis, his body skidding across the alloyed floor through the doorway.

With that gesture, she turns to the room itself; a rather /massive/ area that's filled with cargo containers, railways and transfer points, and walkways leading downwards. Bolts of blue plasma could be seen being fired off from across the stadium-sized room, provoking Mag Prime herself to suddenly leap upwards towards the rail system for cargo containers to seek a higher angle. Some of the shots being fired seem to follow her, which help reveal their sources.

No, Mag is.. not very much of a speaker, at least not directly in combat. Between acts of combat, certainly, but she seems to drop into a layer of focus that's a clear change from chatter earlier. Thanks to her movements, it becomes clear that there's a mixture of more Corpus in the room, but not many more. Scattered MOA proxies and Ospreys, attempting to keep themselves spread out unlike the unfortunate group that was juuuust a bit too close to one another.

One of those data terminals is criminally unguarded, and with the focus on the arriving Elites and the Tenno, Kotone and anyone else will have no issue pulling data from the terminal once one is able to hack it.

Iria (215) has posed:
There's more Ospreys coming. Fortunately, Iria has plenty of ammunition. She ducks behind another container nearby to avoid possible attacks, before popping out to attack again. She'll leave the interrogations to Alexis, and will handle fighting herself.

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa sees KJutsuuko is heavily armed and that's enough for Kotone really. She also seems to know what she's doing and is insanely strong given her personal weapon is moved without much trouble. Kotone is able to thankfully take down one of the drones. THe short fight is over and she moves to get to the terminal and start to break in, she pulls a jack out of her /neck/ and plugs it in as she goes to work trying to crack it and pull what data she can from it. <<I'm getting into their systems now, I'll see what I can pull from here.>>

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    It only takes a minute to figure out who over the radio knows anything about data terminals. All Kutsuuko ever accesses back at Fenrir is the NORN database, so alien software is hardly her specialty. Breaking up and distracting enemies for teammates to work, however, is. Still in gun mode, she leaps up on the nearest stack of crates, taking two of them at a time, then braces the barrel of her weapon over the peak, flipping her eyepiece down and sliding the ammo selector over.

    There doesn't seem to be any physical exchange of parts. No changing cylinders, swapping mags, or rearranging feeds. All that happens is when she next depresses the trigger, a trail of cerulean light flashes from the muzzle of her God Arc; fast enough that it has to be some kind of laser, but breaking the air into white mist rather than hot steam. She picks her shots one after the other, sniping Corpus from an adjacent corner, working with speed over shot priority, blasting a continuous chain of targets with weaponized cooling laser pulses; the kind used to reduce particle chambers to near absolute zero in more scientific pursuits.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    Welp, Maaka's getting a present. As the crewman gets tossed towards her, Maaka braces for impact before catching the flung crewman like a huge package. The poor man will be slammed against the bulkhead with a dull thud, and Maaka draws a prog-knife from her sheath as she nudges the vibrating blade dangerously close to what she thinks are oxygen tubes.

    Shink! The oxygen tube is severed with a deft motion from the vibro-knife, and Maaka tosses the Crewman aside before drawing her sidearm and finishing the job with a double-tap.

    With that done she continues on her way before she taking cover behind a storage container, tossing out a frag grenade at the thickest concentration of Corpus thugs. Then she racks a fresh shell in her shotgun, taking aim at one of the Ospreys.

Kushiko has posed:
The Crewman at first would look dumbfounded if it weren't for the fact he were wearing that boxy helmet and that thin blue visor. Even then, he's still got enough of a confused demeanor that his voice responds with an annoyed kind of stacatto dialect, though this gets translated, "Working for the Betrayers? Kh, you're one of those Multiverse people, aren't you?" Still, he's highly disinterested in actually /dying/ like his companion over there, not that he gets much of a chance to provide intel! Not with that untimely demise he suffers.

Nor is he needed; the information Kotone brings up is multifaceted--aspects of MOAs and Ospreys, and with further analysis one could get a better idea of how to deal with them in general. But the more pressing information provided is a direct path to the Prison Complex. It's not too far from here, from the looks of the updated data, HUD and mapping information displaying a yellow marker.

Iria would catch some stray plasma shots in her area, but thanks to the distance and travel time, they're pretty easy to avoid at least, and a crackle of electricity bleeds from one of them as her shots bring that one down.

Kutsuuko on the other hand produces very /fun/ results insofar as an unfortunate Crewman who managed to peek out near his container at his the right time for Kutsuuko, but the wrong time for him. His weapon is gone because the movement, instead of the shot catching him mid-chest, disintegrates the limb and weapon entirely, the body staggering back and collapsing with a sickening little thud and strangled, almost guttural noise as the rest of his body seems to flash freeze.

Seems like the abuse of cold and-or magnetic attacks with regards to their shields has rather interesting results. Which leads to Mag herself, for the ones that Kutsuuko's God Arc, Alexis' grenades, or Iria's gunfire don't handle, are shattered by her Shield Polarization, precious shield energy torn away as she drops back down from the high ceiling of the room in order to bifurcate a MOA drone with her long blade, a snapclick following as she slides it back into it's sheathe.

With the information marked on the map, she'll wait long enough for the others to catch up to the doorway she's standing at before breaking into a run as the Lotus speaks to the urgency of their task once more on the radio. Time to get moving and get to the Complex, and keep others from getting in their way.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    Well, interrogation would've been unnecessary anyways. At least the end didn't come slowly. Maaka is merciful for a killer, after all. Not that she'll lose sleep over it, the mission IS get the prisoner out and kill anybody in the way after all. Just another contract.

    Kotone gets the information the team needs anyways, and Maaka synchs with her friend's tacnet briefly to get a good rundown of the files while she spies Iria getting tagged. "-shit!" Now the Corpus done did it. Blasting another drone, Maaka leaps over cover and sprints to Iria's position to cover the huntress.

    "Here," She hands Iria a med-hypo of some sort, before firing upon the MOAs next. "It'll fix the damage and numb the pain, just jam it in there and the nannies'll do the rest." She says over gunfire.

Iria (215) has posed:
Iria is grazed by one of the plasma bolts, which stings quite a bit and singes her armor. "Owwww!" She cries out, ducking for cover. She grits her teeth, wishing she had something with her to dull the pain or something, when Alexis arrives and hands her a med-hypo. Jamming it into her arm, Iria feels the sensation of healing going through her body. "I dunno what you did, but I appreciate it!" Iria says with a slight smirk.

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa pulls up all the data she can and then jacks out of the system, she'll go over the rest of the data later for now shtye got to push ahead. She tries to not think about the crewman but given whose these guys are holding she's not going to lose much sleep over it. She also makes sure to get the map updated as sh pushes on ahead.

<<Lotus I got the fix on the cell block, we're heading there now.>>

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    Kutsuuko files that one for good. Part of being a God Eater is experimenting to learn your enemy's weaknesses and then tactically, and brutally, exploiting them. As long as the energy shields keep reacting so violently to drastic, sub-zero temperatures, she'll keep using it, firing over and over again on . . . cyborgs? Humanoid aliens? They don't really seem human enough to be /human/ to her. It's a little uncanny valley.

    When she hears the alert indicating Kotone is finished with the group's key task, she fires two more shots as she backs off the top of the pile, jumps the rest of the way down, and then her heels spark over the floor as she pivots a full 180 and launches off towards the door. She arrives at roughly the same time as the others, slowing when she hears Iria voicing that she's been hit, but picking back up as she sees Alexis hand over the syringe. Not her business to be vetting other people's meds. Instead, she dives in after Mag, memorizing the waypoint rather than looking directly at it, and swinging her gun behind her.

    The God Arc explodes into a split second roar of clattering metal, underlaid with something strange and fluid, and clamps back into place with the majority of its components working as the guard casing of an utterly massive sword, the six foot long, single edged, slightly curved blade trailing behind her, glowing as if just taken out of a forge before reaching critical temperature. When the Lotus says to book it, does she ever book it. She doesn't need to hear about an execution protocol twice. The God Eater sprints half a dozen steps forward, and then accelerates all at once, crumpling the deck plates beneath her feet as she blasts forward as a black and gold streak, chased by a twisting ribbon of molten blade-light. Anything in the way is going to be cut down, straight and simple. Even if she has to find the prisoner on her own, that has to be better than letting a hostage be killed in cold blood.

Kushiko has posed:
The Corpus are, at least for the most part, humanoid. What they actually are is a somewhat more long lived version of them. They might be seen as awfully close to the Orokin, from which many problems stemmed from. One helmet is knocked off from the impact of bursts of firepower from the combined efforts of the group would demonstrate a vaguely humanish face, but there's an esoteric element to them that decries their exact aspect of humanity. Transcended? Maybe..

Either way, that can be filed away from later; some of the intel from Kotone does indicate some notion of very, /very/ long lives. Mag Prime shifts her weight a little bit, Kushiko guiding her frame in order to to double back to check on Kotone and ensure she's escorted safely. She sensed there was some trepidation about being here and this combat situation in general.

But Kotone is on the way, as are Iria and Alexis in equal measure. As soon as she confirms that, she pivots, and starts sprinting herself, her syadana flowing behind her. She launches herself through the air as they cross into next section, rolling and sometimes slicing through the air with a whirl of her own Dragon Nikana--an 'unfortunate' Osprey didn't even have the chance to unfold for combat as it disintegrates after being sliced into parts.

As one progresses through the ship, one gets the distinct impression that this ship is incredibly multifunctional. Air vents become a plausible thing, as while one would suspect such things nominally wouldn't exist, the sheer size and scale of the ship is one that can be practically lived on for extremely long periods. There's an incredible wealth of space as the group crosses a long catwalk--one that has scattered enemies, but none that can't be dealt with due to the firepower boasted by the group.

It's once one actually arrives at the wide, rectangular door; a terminal is nearby that handles the door security to which the Mag moves to first to hack the security as well. While she may not have the datajack, her fingers are moving across the touch screen as she penetrates the system and unlocks the door.

The Lotus comes across the radio: "You have arrived at the holding area. Remember, be careful, if the wardens detect you they will surely initiate the execution sequence." The door would open shortly afterwards. It's.. empty, seemingly, but absolutely massive. There's vent and side areas, different paths to reach the holding cells within the complex itself.

On radars and other sensors, people would be able to pick up on the Wardens as they patrol with their long rifles, but there's only about three, so one can choose to deal with them, or wait for one of them to pass by the covered area leading to the holding cell. Cameras are present there, guarding the terminal that needs to be accessed to unlock the holding cell area.

... seems simple enough, right?

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone raises a mental eyebrow at the possible life span of the corpus this would be data to give to Rory lter but for now she presses on trying to not think about things and keep with the rrest of the pack as it were nd hs'e keeping her self hidden as she can, also trying to dodge the Corpus cameras as well not knowing just how /good/ they are. She doesn't wish to find out the hard way. Kotone is also taking notes on just what the Tenno can do in close combat and it's on par with or superior to what she's head about some cyborgs on her world, It's a lot to take in but oince they reach the room she hears Lotus over th comm.

<<Right so sneak past the Wardens and get the VIP out I get it.>>

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    "I want one of those swords..." Maaka muses as she spies Mag going sword-happy with her Nikana. That thing is definitely a work of art. Oh wait, she /does/ have a sword like that. But that can come later, for now stealth is the order of things.

    Upon smashing a vent open, Maaka begins to crawl her way through the passages until she spies a Warden on her sensors. /Perfect/.

    She draws her 10mm Kama pistol, suppressed and given high-impact rounds as she waits for the Warden to come by the vent she ends up at. Won't be long before she gets a bite.

Iria (215) has posed:
Iria looks to the others. "Go, do what you have to! I'll cover the rear flank!" She says as she loads another clip into her rifle. "I'll see that this mission is completed successfully!"

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    'Sneaking past' the wardens with Kutsuuko's enormous sword doesn't exactly seem viable. Alexis seems on board with dropping them though, so that's fine by her. She doesn't have her Silenzio module attached, and Sforzando is far too loud, and so she unhooks one of the three sets of remote mines she has stored at the small of her back. Priming the device with a couple of clicks, she flips it overhand and tosses it like a frisbee, skating to the ground below, hitting the deck in a remote corner, and then silently going off. It's a short lived jamming mine, meant to disrupt the non-visual senses of Aragami, but it should work perfectly well for cutting off cameras too, at least for a couple of minutes. Trusting Maaka to take the other two, she vaults over the railing, drops onto one of the wardens, and brings 2500 pounds of Oracle-edged sword down on his head. At least /that/ doesn't have a muzzle report.

Kushiko has posed:
IT's entirely plausible she may want that sword a little bit more. Nikanas, as they are known, are a breed of katana reclaimed by the Tenno. A flowing crossguard that more resembled a flower depending on the angle, the curved handle. The sheathe that seemed to almost have a trigger guard as it was held.

Mag Prime went up and over. Practically wall running before bounding, sending herself almost gliding towards a catwalk. While there was the possibility of avoiding some of the guards, she didn't necessarily want to leave it to chance. So from roughly a three story drop, the Warframe descended behind the Warden that crossed in front of the most obvious (there were subareas that could be used to get around, as Alexis had positioned herself in) way to breach the holding cell area.

She dropped slightly--altering her weight juuuuust enough to slow herself down.

When she landed, she was noiseless as she drew the Nikana out, turning as she did. Resting the blunt side momentarily across her forearm, hand placed on the pommel, and her other hand on the handle, closer to the crossguard. And then she turned and moved, one smooth, elegant motion that brought the blade, diagonally through the Corpus Warden. There might have been a noise. But all there is is a stagger as pain wants to register, arms momentarily flailing forward in confused desperation before he toppels backward. The blade already in it's sheathe with a scarcely audible click and the smooth purr of the blade slid back in.

Stealth is indeed relative, after all. The sensor jamming element Kutsuuko decided to employ works just about damn near perfectly. She had the right idea, and she might catch sign of what the Warframe was doing, leaving the proverbial door wide open for Kotone to access the systems to open the doors. The second Warden to fall falls just as hard as the first, with a deliciously (depending on your personality) wet crunch that couldn't dream of reaching the ears of the remaining Warden in time. He has no chance to raise any sortof defense or alarm as he crumples to the ground in such a mess that he's been rendered.

Currently, the cameras are disabled. Some of them permanently, most of them disrupted in enough of a way that a window of opportunity. Once Mag or Kotone accesses the doors, it's all over except for hacking the security on the door hosting the Steel Meridian prisoner.

Perfect timing for that last Warden to be in the perfect line of sight, the back and side of his head becoming exposed after he turns.. it's now or never with that Warden.

And with Iria on covering duty, there's a strong feeling that it won't take long to extract back to the ships at least.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    Maaka takes the chance, kicking the vent open and raising the pistol downrange. She's a dead shot especially at this range when it comes to point shooting, and she fires off two rounds at the Warden's head with her Kama. The pistol kicks in her grip, but only gently so despite the beefy cartridge.

    She'll finish the job by drawing her other weapon, a Hyoltl made katana, from her Matter Manipulator, scabbard and all. As she clips the scabbard to her belt, Maaka draws the sword in hand, and she lunges for the Warden to cut him in two with a swift stroke. With materials as the Hyoltl at their disposal, the sword should slash through armor and flesh just fine.

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa is now moving as best she can keeping cloaked and sthanks to Kutsuuko's work? Kotone is ble to sneak in and get to where she needs to be, to start popping the doorts. She'll do so a quicly as she can she know they don't have time and thankfully the Camera are off line for the moment. Hopefully they can get this Steel Meridian prisoner anbd get them the hell out of here she jacked in now and working as quickly as she can. She knows they to not have much time.

<<I'm popping things as fast as I can.>>

Kushiko has posed:
That is decidedly one way to do it. It keeps the alarms from actually going off, and finishes things off in a wonderfully fatal fashion--he has literally no chance to initiate the normal execution protocol, tumbling to one side. And with the other Wardens unable to do much more than.. well, rot?

Yeah, the cyborg has next to no difficulty finishing the job before he might try to make some desperate attempt to sound an alarm. With an sickening gurgle, his death ensures that the group can take their time. Not that they would.

After all, once Kotone has breached security, the Mag Prime joins her. Most of the cells are empty, but it's the 3rd one, opened by Kotone that reveals the prisoner. A female Grineer, looking relieved, but questioning. "Thanks for the rescue--wait. You're not.. Tenno?" That is both a statement and question as she looks from Kotone over to the Mag Prime. The Lotus remarks over local radio. <"We'll explain later. Now we need to get them to safety. Escort her back to extraction and we'll take care of the rest.">

"If you got a sidearm handy, I can keep up with the rest of you while we get going." The extraction point is marked on the radar. Mag Prime will hand over her Vaykor Marelok, barring anyone else handing off a weapon. There's a route around where they came through to bypass some of the Corpus forces coming their way through the path they more or less blasted through at this point.

Alexis Maaka (571) has posed:
    OKay, good. Wardens dead, prisoner secured. As she sheaths her sword, Maaka is quick to reach for a handgun in her inventory, but Mag Prime handles that for her. Good enough, she isn't sure if a nine millimeter would do much good against energy shields.

    "I'd say stick close, but I guess you already know your way in combat just fine." She says wryly, before clapping the Grineer on the shoulder. "Let's go, don't got time for talking at the moment."

    With that, she draws her shotgun once more and begins to advance out of the holding cell area.

Kutsuuko Shiratori (953) has posed:
    Well, that's not exactly who Kutsuuko had expected to find. The hostage looks . . . weird. Well, nobody looks normal here to begin with anyways. Might be a disease, or just lots of battle wear and tear, and some obvious cybernetics to deal with it. She reaches for the standard issue sidearm at her belt that she carries only as an officer, having no real need for it in the field, but then lets her hand fall away once she sees the sheer size of that bizarre, bulbous 'handgun'. It's probably a lot less useful than that.

    With the hostage secured, there's a lot less blazing ahead to do. Since the Tenno doesn't seem to want to give, or be capable of giving, orders, she instructs the Steel Meridian member to stick directly behind her. Coming under fire at any point will demonstrate why, since she has her God Arc's shield configuration primed for deployment at a moment's notice, allowing a pretty sizable bulwark against fire within a full frontal arc, while still being able to shoot back from around it.

Kushiko has posed:
Orders are an interesting thing. Because the Lotus is the one that tends to deliver those orders to the Tenno, and by that extension, the others. Or at least advisement. since some of the others do not necessarily owe anything to the Lotus the same way the Tenno do.

Hers is the path of discipline, honor, and duty to another.

But that sort of mystery will not be unraveled here, not when the primary focus was to get them moving. She raised her hand again--energy coalescing and releasing once more in a polarization of shields that extended beyond the room itself, shattering the few Corpus shielded units that were almost on top of the room itself.

Even then, there seems to be little question of what to do in terms of keeping close to either the Tenno or any number of the Elites. The Warframe's silence has been deafening, and perhaps telling, all told, but she takes a particular guardianship to ensure the Elites, Iria, Alexis, Kutsuuko and Kotone, get through and get to the extraction point safely.

Because with the sheer range on that Shield Polarization of hers, some of the cameras that would threaten to raise laser bars just /disintegrate/ given their own shielded, technological nature.

Kotone Yamakawa has posed:
Kotone Yamakawa is shocked to see a Grineer it shows on her face, however she seems thankful tobe out and she's not yelling for them to die. So she's going to accept there's some answere which might just be simple there some Grineer who are not xenophobic. She looks to them for a moment and she moves to passe the Grineer a side arm, it would be considered old as hell looking akin to something predating the Orikin but it's clearly still a pistol and it's solid slug. She keeps moving however they need to get the hell out of here nd she's doing her best to cover the former jailbird.

Kushiko has posed:
The member of the Steel Meridian catches that look; she's not wearing an eyepatch, and has very basic cyberwear that keeps her alive, due to the Corpus removing the rest from her. That can be replaced, at least. "Heh, ran into other Grineer, yeah?" She shakes her head a little. "Can't blame that look. We're different, and maybe you'll get a chance to see soon."

To the Mag, she adds, "I'll pass along what you've done for us as well. Maybe your friends here might want to help soon." The Prime Warframe gives a slight nod as they progress through the rest of the ship and finally arrive back at the ship itself. The Warframe stepping onto a platform that houses a humanoid-shaped recess for her landing craft, and for the Steel Meridian member? She gives Kutsuuko, Alexis, Iria and Kotone each a firm grip of a handshake before another craft--etched with Lotus heraldry, before disembarking with her.

And that, as they say, is a good mission success. The Corpus can only recover and bemoan the loss of their bargaining chip now.