[ open log with york ]

[neverknocks]

who. agent york and YOU!!
what. fightin' adjutants and tryin' to survive during the event
where. anywhere in zeta district
when. all during the event -- friday, saturday, and sunday!
warnings. violence, probably!

[ Well, there's one thing York can say for Omega so far, and that's that the place is never boring. At Sacrosanct, things could go quiet and dull for weeks on end, but here, there's always something going on. And while she'd rather it were something a little less deadly, she'll take what she can get.

She has to be careful here, because there aren't any teleporters they'll pop back out from if they die. Here, they've only got one life. So she's being about as careful as she can stand to be, always leaving the apartment clad in full armor and well-armed. She doesn't know how many of these things there are roaming around out here, but there are plenty to kill, that's for sure. Besides which, she knows there have to be folks out there who can't defend themselves -- and okay, York doesn't really consider herself a hero or anything, but she figures as long as she's out here shooting these things she might as well be doing some good.

She can be found around the district at varying points over the weekend, either keeping the adjutants from getting too close to her and Wash's apartment, or venturing out to other areas to do a little pest control. She'll be happy to temporarily team up with anyone else out shooting adjutants, and to save anyone who might need it -- or if your character is more the type to do the saving, feel free. York needs her ass saved once in a while, too. ]

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[articletwelve]

[ The only way to describe Wash's expression is as "what the fuck did I just hear." ]

And we're going to watch this.

[neverknocks]

'Course we are.

[ York grins and pops the vid in, sitting back on the couch with Wash. Their food hasn't arrived yet, but there's still time for that. For now, they can enjoy the...totally bizarre opening sequence to the film, which mainly seems to consist of a hanar shooting a bunch of improbably posed guns while a bunch of asari in tight clothing posed sexily and dangerously around him. ]

[articletwelve]

[ Wash spends most of the opening sequence in wide-eyed disbelief that this isn't actually a comedy, given how absurd it looks. Sure, he knows spy movies are a genre unto themselves, but this is just... indescribeable.

At least, until the lead shows up. Wash leans forward enough to peer down at the cover of the vid, then back up at the screen, and... yeah, that alien with tentacles is definitely Blasto.

In bed with another alien. ]

...I see you forgot to mention the tentacle porn.

[neverknocks]

...Yeah, so did the turian who sold it to me.

[ York's eyebrows shoot up, but she's still pretty amused, nonetheless. ]

-- Hey, shouldn't we be eating sushi by now? What's the hold up?

[articletwelve]

[ Wash snorts, but he'll leave his thoughts on the movie for another time. ]

...Good question.

[ He opens up his omni-tool, looking to see if there's supposed to be a delay on it, but nothing out of the ordinary shows up. ]

The order's still in the system. Maybe they're just late on deliveries.

[neverknocks]

I'm just sayin', any place with Express in its name damn well better deliver on time

[ York activates her omni-tool and swipes through the menus, frowning. ]

Gimme a sec. I'll call 'em up.

[articletwelve]

I'll take them over the robots.

[ Wash keeps his attention on the vid, which has progressed to an implausible fight scene. How the hanar is holding guns in that many tentacles and still walking, he's honestly not sure. ]

[neverknocks]

Hey, at least when the drones said "five minutes or less", they meant it.

[ She's not all that serious, but her face quickly dims, brow knitting, as the call ends before anyone picks up. She tries again, but before it has a chance to ring out, the line goes dead altogether. ]

Man, what the hell? They better not be screening calls from paying customers, 'cause I'm tellin' you --

[articletwelve]

What the-- here, let me try.

[ Wash pulls up his own omni-tool and dials the place, but it doesn't get him anything, either. He gives York a sideways look, lips turning down into a frown. ]

Why do I get the feeling we're not getting sushi tonight?

[neverknocks]

[ York gives him a grim look, lips pursed. Man, she hates to say it, but... ]

Do we need to go check this out?

[articletwelve]

...Do we have to?

[ It's his birthday, okay.

Wash sighs and taps at his omni-tool again. ]

We could just order pizza, I guess.

[neverknocks]

[ for chrissake wash don't make the sad puppy face ]

All right, all right, I'll try the pizza place.

[ she is trying to do something nice for his birthday after all

of course the pizza place isn't picking up either ]

...huh.

[articletwelve]

[ but it works C:

Except for the part where it doesn't make him end up with pizza. ]

The hell's going on?

[neverknocks]

[ York makes an unpleasant face and sighs, moving to get up from the couch. ]

No idea, but it doesn't look good. You sit tight, I'll go see what's up. Maybe there's a comm outage over there or somethin'.

[articletwelve]

All right.

[ He knows she can take care of herself, and it's just an inconvenience, really. They'll have plenty of time to sit around and watch movies, after all.

So Wash settles back on the couch and lets Rainier curl up in his lap, rubbing behind her neck. ]

[neverknocks]

I'll be back in a second.

[ Comm outage really does sound like the most likely cause, though York can't say that the cause of that isn't dangerous. Still, it'd be too much trouble to put on all that armor just for a peek outside, so York just grabs her pistol and heads outside, moving cautiously.

At first, she notices the neighborhood is strangely quiet. Abandoned, almost. That could be a coincidence, but it's still weird. York keeps her pistol up, ready to fire, as she heads toward the area where the restaurants are.

It doesn't take her long to see the problem. She's just barely turned a corner when she catches sight of a couple of adjutants, ugly, mutated-looking horrific things. She ducks back around the wall before they have a chance to see her, sucking in a sharp breath. At least it's not her birthday.

She doesn't move till she's sure they didn't spot her, and then she double-times it back to the apartment. When she comes back in and locks the door behind her, she's not relaxed, she's alert. ]

You better suit up, man. We've got a problem.

[articletwelve]

[ He's known York long enough that he can tell when she's really serious about something. Sure, she still fucks with him now and then, but that's just her being York. When she means business, he knows it. ]

Well, shit.

[ Seriously. It's his birthday. What the hell, universe.

Wash carefully extracts Rainier from his lap and stands up, lips tugging down into a frown. ] What's going on?

[neverknocks]

[ While Wash is still moving the cat, York's already disappeared into her room to change into her suit and armor, the door half-open so she can call back to Wash in the living room. ]

Dunno exactly, but it's ugly. Saw some nasty mutated-lookin' things with too many tentacles and I doubled back here.

[ a beat. ]

This is potentially worse than dinosaurs.

[articletwelve]

Tentacles? Seriously? Wasn't the vid enough?

[ He's already heading into his own room, but Wash stops at the doorway when he hears that, twisting back to look at her door. ]

Potentially worse than dinosaurs, or definitely?

[neverknocks]

[ york has no time for your semantics, wash ]

Like I even know? I only got a glance at 'em. I wasn't exactly about to get up close and personal with those things with all my soft fleshy innards exposed.

[articletwelve]

Okay, okay.

[ Wash kicks his door half-shut and strips down so he can put on his bodysuit, hands moving automatically. Years of wearing this armor has made it something he barely has to think about anymore. ]

So I'm guessing I should bring the grenades.

[neverknocks]

[ York's already tugging on her helmet, coming out of her room and grabbing her pistol again. ]

Man, I'd tell you to bring a missile launcher if we had one.

[articletwelve]

...Maybe I should get one.

[ Wash sounds entirely too interested in that prospect, but he keeps quiet until he pulls the rest of his armor on. He swings his rifle over his back and moves towards the front room to grab his helmet. ]

You ready?

[neverknocks]

I was ready five minutes ago. C'mon.

[ Man, she hopes there are only a few of them. She just wants to shoot these fuckers, get their pizza, and watch the rest of that weird alien Bond movie. Admittedly, she was kinda getting into it.

She nods to the door, pistol at the ready as she heads for it. It only takes a moment to set the security system before they can leave the apartment, leaving Rainier safe inside. ]

I don't even know where the hell these things would've come from.

[articletwelve]

[ The cat will be safe, Wash knows, but that doesn't mean he likes leaving her any less. Of course, he'd rather not have to go out at all, but he can't do anything about it.

Wash shoots her a sideways look as they head out onto the street, already looking down both ways to check the area. ]

Maybe they're aliens.