The Salarian looks at Argot through the cell. "Protection-would-be-nice," he says. "I-offer-an-incentive." Obviously the Salarian does not simply trust the Krogan, "Monetary-compensation. Help-me-escape, that-is, and-find-in-reward."
The Salarian walks to the Krogan's cell with a small piece of equipment in his hand.
Prelude: A Prison Cell
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With a broad grin upon his lips Argot takes a step back from the door to the cell and says,
"Lettin' me out is reward enough..." he rolls his shoulders and head, "..but first I shall pound these bastard guards to the floor...just stay behind me."
"Lettin' me out is reward enough..." he rolls his shoulders and head, "..but first I shall pound these bastard guards to the floor...just stay behind me."
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Argot declares his intentions. The Salarian only says, "There, locker-full-of-our-gear, I-gather."
The Salarian points to a large metal container. Opening it, Argot's weapons and armor is there, as well as the Salarian's gear.
The Salarian points to a large metal container. Opening it, Argot's weapons and armor is there, as well as the Salarian's gear.
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Argot steps up to the container and quickly begins to dress for combat. He struggles into the armor and the pushes the activation rune for the shield. A slow humming begins as it starts to charge, and while it does just that, he grabs his assault rifle and slams a magazine into it.
He looks up and down the corridor and then turns to the salarian, "Move towards the fight eh?" he takes one last glance into the locker checking if there is anything else he could use before he aims the rifle down the corridor in the direction the batarian guard went, and then sets out in that direction.
He looks up and down the corridor and then turns to the salarian, "Move towards the fight eh?" he takes one last glance into the locker checking if there is anything else he could use before he aims the rifle down the corridor in the direction the batarian guard went, and then sets out in that direction.
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Argot moves down the hallway followed by the Salarian. They come to a door, and behind it Argot hears the sound of sweet, sweet gunfire ... there is nothing in the hallway itself.
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"Stack up on me..." is what Argot says as up towards the door and the places a hand on the handle. He takes a deep breath, not really waiting for the salarian. He pushes the handle down, and then thrusts the door open and rushes through with the assaultrifle raised.
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Argot throws open the door to the warehouse. There is a firefight going on in here. He spots Caster on the ground, a Krogan laying on top of him ...
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