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Dion watched the main screen momentarily and gave a single nod to the Captain, turning back to his console. He chose for quieter communication, not to be heard over the conference with the Deserter's bridge.
"Mission control to Primary squad, we are in range of the target. You have clearance to deploy, quietly. Stay in formation and approach from their blind spot. We have confirmation they are the deserters."
Icarus watched Luna move off towards the bay door with a flat expression having heard about her previous record already but only seeing it firsthand now. She was certainly a character but her experience would be supremely useful. The Elysian would form up professionally with the rest of the group, after slipping into his own Mindy with ease. Stepping over to the other assembled troops, he calls out over the murmurs "Remain undetected for as long as possible. We've got greenlight. Go, go, go!" With that, he launches out of the bay into the gloomy void, firing his engines to head up the V formation.
Alexia would form up waiting for her brother and take notice of her team mates before giving her attention the ebony winged XO thinking about how he always had a way of drawing respect and confidence even when they were young. She launches with the rest of the crew and takes up a spot near the front mimicking her brother's actions to attempting to remain undetected best she could.
Medbay
Ellie nodded to her superior officer dutifully, "You got it boss." Sliding over to a nearby surgical table, her fingers dance across the various instruments gleaming in the light of the room. Grabbing a sharp scalpel, she scooches over on back and hands it to him. With the blood being drained, she holds the basin under to catch the crimson liquid, violet eyes observing and learning from Zazriel.
With his verdict carrying to her ears, the young woman shook her head in dismay, sleek black hair waving with the motion. "That's awful, I'll get right on it." She glided over to a nearby cupboard, scouring it for the necessary equipment for a good few minutes. In the meantime the man's disgusting head wound continued to spew reeking pus over Zazriel's gloved hands, though as more came out it seemed to become more and more sickly until the pus seemed to almost solidify, seeping incredibly slowly out of the wound.
Bridge
Aerlia nodded to Dion reassuringly and in thanks, only parting her eyes from the screen for a mere second to do so. He was doing extremely well, taking to things like a duck to water. She could only hope he could handle whatever was inevitably going to jump up and bite them but she was confident.
"You realise you are not authorised to be conducting operations this far from your post.."
"I have no idea what you're talking about, we're moving to our station now."
Across the room, the same person who ran the registry sidled up to Dion. "The number they gave us was the registration for the Eucharis, sir. We have weapons ready. What are your orders? Shall we cripple them or..?" The perky woman suggested, wide eyed and obviously enjoying their first deployment.
Sorry for the delay guys, hope we can get this baby rolling again ^^
Zazriel finished up draining the wound of the sickly puss before noticing that his assistant had easily done the tasks he had asked her to do. It was all a matter of getting some rest now for the crew member. With a quick nod to his assistant he stood up and went to clean himself. After he was done he made a report about the crew member not being checked properly, sending a message to all crew members to wash themselves and to keep up with a daily hygenic regiment so that this does not happen again. Advising any that might have the common cold to report immediately to the med bay for check up and treatment.
Luna Rophine waited until the rest of the soldiers had gotten out of the bay, before taking up third position in the first squad. Didn't want to be a forefront soldier, but also didn't want to be the tail. Third was a nice position. At least she thought so. She looked around at the vitals in her helmet, scanning over each person scrambled. Studying while they flew, it was nothing new to her.
Space
Icarus kept his focus on the ship ahead of them while ensuring he didn't give away their position with any sudden deviations from their course or unnecessary light flashes. "Alright team I know that none of us have been properly acquainted yet due to the swift assignment of this mission so for now all I can do is ask you to trust me and your team mates. Bridge crew have you got any extra information on the ship and its captain we should know about, we're quickly approaching the rear of the ship and will need an entry point soon."
Alexia checked over the systems in her suit glad that everything checked out and was functioning correctly, she kept in formation with her team mates as they followed Icarus towards the rogue ship. She looked around at the others who all seemed to be keeping pace and position easily, questions seemed to creep into her mind and threaten to derail her concentration as she did all she could to push them back.
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