Wash hadn't known what to expect from his first assignment, but he's glad it's a simple job. He'd spent his first weeks on Omega trying to get a handle on how the station operated, and as much as he'd wanted to keep a low profile, it had become clear that the mercenaries were the true forces of power around here. He'd never been one to sit idly by, so when the chance came to join up himself, he'd taken it.

It won't stop at transferring cargo, he's sure, but he can deal with that when it comes.

Wash arrives only a few moments after Arcee, looking around for the other initiate. Their last op had been quick and quiet, but this one sounds like it's going to be more tedious.

"Hey," he says after a moment, raising a hand. He'd receive a set of Blue Suns armor if if he completed all the tasks given to him, or so he'd been told. It'd be nice to get something less bulky than his Freelancer armor, that was for sure. "You ready for this?"