[ 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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[techburst]

[.. yeah, that's one thing she can say about omega, too. and it's never in a good way, really - because there's always going to be some kind of trouble going on, and unfortunately, this is no exception.

she's been keeping up with as much as she can, because these things are hideous - she's heard about them, heard about what happened to the station during the cerberus invasion, and while she'd assumed everything had been taken care of, apparently it isn't the case.

benji runs into york as she's shooting at a group of them, cloaking silently and getting right into the middle of them - and then it's slash, slash, slash with her sword and they all go down in lifeless, disgusting lumps. when she de-cloaks, it's with a slight shimmer that york will probably barely see before there's a small woman standing in front of her in full armor.

she places her sword at her back and looks down at the pile of bodies she's left, scowling behind the safety of her visor.] Ugh .. and I thought husks were disgusting.

[calibrating]

[If anyone knows the scuzziest parts of Omega, it's Garrus, and here he is, prowling along the catwalks, keeping a sharp eye out for anyone stupidly brave enough to try and fight these things, or anyone with enough bad luck to get caught in their path]

[So when he sees a somewhat familiar set of armor (it takes him a moment to place it), he can't help a small grin of sorts]

Going at it alone? I take back everything else-- you're definitely crazy. Just in a different way.

[Not that he doubts her capability, getting a good look at her equipment. Seriously York, you look like you pack a punch]

[traitortwin]

[South managed to get herself separated from Carolina and North for a little bit - which is just fine with her, since she's pretty tired of babysitting civilians and would rather just deal with this mess. But she's not admitting as much out loud.

When she spots York, she also spots two of those fucking-ugly things nearby, and so she's more than happy to make her way over and beat the hell out of them with her. She bolts right at the one York isn't already aiming for, firing off a few shots with her pistol until she actually gets close enough to just ram her shoulder into the thing, trip it, knock it over and then shoot it while it's down.

Hey, whatever works.]

God, these things are annoying. [You can practically hear the eyeroll in her tone~ and she shakes her head.]

friday friday gettin down on friday

[articletwelve]

[ So far, Wash has found himself to be less of a homebody on Omega than he'd been on Sacrosanct. It's the people, really -- there's no reason to go out when you can order anything off your wearable, but the omni-tools here aren't quite as advanced, and some things he has to do himself.

Not that stretching his legs is a bad thing.

The day's been quiet, though, once he'd gotten done with the repairs he'd needed to complete, and Wash only pauses before the apartment door for a moment before getting it open. York's upgraded the security system a great deal, enough that even he has to fiddle with it sometimes before it'll let him in.

He's not sure if she's home, but he calls out anyway, kicking the door shut behind him. ]

Hey?