Raul walks into the lobby, making sure that the address he jotted down on his PDA matches the one that Maj. Rhictor gave him. Raul's face is drawn, with not much life showing on it. He looks around the lobby, his eyes betraying a deep pain.

  " Hello, Welcome to CASAR may I help you sir." Pepper looked up siling brightlyas she spotted the stranger. If yu have an appointment I can direct you, unless you are here to contract services from CASAR.

Raul is a bit startled by the receptionist's voice. "I'm sorry. Yes, I was told to come by here by a Mar. Rhictor. He had talked to me earlier, and said that there was off-planet work that was available. Where do I need to go to discuss this work?"

Raul waits for the directions to the Colonel's office, and then heads down the hall. When he gets to her office, he knocks on the door, and waits until invited before entering.
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  " Welcome to the meeting Mister Sanderson," J'nath motioned to a Chair. I was just bringing our new team mates up to speed, They Are Miser Grym, and Mister Kolvul, covert ops and Military Operations respectively."

   "Mister Sanderson is a Medical Specialist and our new doctor and a researcher for a private contractor. he will provide health care and Trauma services for this team." J'nath inclined her head to Victor," As to the matter of when this team becomes fully activated and You are on the payroll, that would be lets see.... Ten fifty four Station standard time on this date. assuming of course you read and sign the contract and the release forms that we need to satisfy the CA and our insurance carriers."

Raul sits down on the appointed chair. "Thank you ma'am." He then nods to the other two as they are introduced to him. He listens to the brief explanation of what's going on with the team. "Sounds good to me ma'am." He takes the offered paperwork and begins to read through it. A chance to get off this rock! I know my family doesn't agree with this action, but they understand what's driving me. I need to get away for a while.

Meanwhile at the receptionist's desk at emaciated Cesti shows up carrying a notice requesting starship pilots pulled from a bulletin board.  She drops it silently on the desk and sits on her haunches, resting lightly.
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   " Hello, welcome too..." Pepper stopped mid sentence one eyebrow going up as she looked into the face of a very hungry looking cesti." This isn't a bank... Pepper smiled as she looked down at the note. " I think there is smome money in the coffee can.

   She read the notice and smiled again.Colonel we have a pilot here... Should I send him...uhhh her back."

   "Sorry" Pepper mouth silently at the slip.

" Send her back, does she have a ship?" Colonel J'nath replied through her subvoval mic.

   " Excuse me Miss, do you have a ship, The Company does pay up keep and docking fees for ships on the available list." Pepper asked politely.
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Aziza blinks at Pepper and goes through a slow translation in her head of English, which is far from her first language, before answering.
"Yes, Scoutcraft class docked in bay IKT-447.  The ships name is-" and here Aziza gives off a coughing snarl.  After a moment she translated: "In English this name would be Strange Wonderful Black Bird With the Cunning to Use Tools and a Love of Shiny Objects although I think it loses some meaning in the translation."

OOC~ The ship's name properly translates as The Crow of course.  Although it might be amusing if people try to use her horribly long name instead.  In her own language the grunting snarl is the sound ancient Cesti made to chase away crow-equivalents coming to steal from a fresh kill.

” Excellent I’ll contact the Station Master and inform him your ship is now part of our roster Pepper looked up into thin air for a moment.” I’ve notified legal and their preparing a Use Lease contract and a certification inspection by our techs.’

    ”Colonel J’nath wants you to come to her office and meet the members of our new Special Duty Team, Major Rhictor will join the group shortly.

Aziza nods to Pepper, ducking her head low to the floor before padding out of the office, following the map uploaded into her computer.  Once in the right room she examines the others a long moment before speaking.
"I am called Aziza." she finally announces.  "Ship Pilot and Engineer."

Raul looks up from his paperwork as Aziza enters. Another engineer for the team? That's interesting. I wonder what kind of stuff they have planned for us with 2 military types and 2 engineers.

HE looked over the papers eventually setting them down and signing them. "Alright I am good."

" Excellent Gentleman Welcome to CA-SAR,J'nath took the papers as they were signed and Slipped them into a briefcase." Additional Personnel may be added from time to time And you will be working with a support section of our Response and Assistance Division 9.

     Your case Field Officer will Be John Rhictor, He’s working on the details of your first operation as we Speak and will be in shortly to brief you on it The colonel handed each man an IDent Card. ” These IDents are loaded with your medical files and contact and recovery information in a protected cache within the cards buffer. You just need a card reader and a password to pull it up and trust me unless you know it’s there the cache is almost impossible to detect by accident.” As J’nath spoke several of the Cyberoid workers filled in with a bushed metal case setting them down in the corner.

    “This is your standard issue kit, uniform, clothing and a few odds and ends we though you might need.” Standing up and moving to the small storage locker inset into the back wall of her office J’nath removed several weapons from the unit. Each pistol was a heavy black automatic slug thrower with a second module under the Barrel.<blue>” Standard issue gentleman if You chose to wear your uniforms this is part of it. .45 caliber, semi automatic or burst fire. It also mounts a stunner under the barrel and is equipped with a recoil compensator to make it a little easier to handle for novices.”

   Please be careful with those, their the last one we have in stock and I have to account for each one.J’nath looked at her wrist comp for a second and then sighed.” Now if there are no further questions the fun part of my job is over and I have to attend to the mountain of red tape growing as we speak. Feel free to talk among yourselves and Rhic will be here in a minute.

OOC: Heavy auto pistol Master work (3 round burst feat chip, alternate weapon Stunner Pistol)
Heavy Autopistol +0 bab 10 round Box 2d8 ballistic 19-20 X3 30 ft Semi burst
Stun Pistol -2 bab, 10shots, 4d6 electrical    Non lethal 19-20 X2, 10 feet Semi    Auto

These pistols can not be replaced on Nomad station they are special orders for CA-SAR personnel

Aziza dubiously picks up a shirt and examines it with her front paws.
"I don't believe I can wear this disguise.  Is a simple badge available?"

Raul turns in his paperwork. He then watches Col. J'nath describe the gear that they are being issued. After the colonel leaves, Raul acquires his gear. He then turns to his new teammates, "So, what do you think they're going to have us doing?"

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   " Here ya go Honey, dark and scary, mister smiley, and Big and….wow!," Pepper Smiled as she came into the office with a tray of hot coffee and sandwiches, her expression stayed cheerful and bright as she handed out sandwiches. Teasing slightly as she went around the room, pausing at Victor her smile fading slightly. Then winking at Balkir as she handed him a sndwhich. Nothing like some nice hot coffee and a sandwich while your waiting for the brass

      They never seem to get it you girls don’t wear clothes.She handed a bundle containing a Cesti equipment belt, and combat harness to Aziza I know a tailor down in the snakepit who carries Body harnesses and some jewelry. I’ll take you down later if you like…He’s a cutey so He gives me a nice discount.” Pepper added with a grin and a wink.

    “Oh by the way congratulations You are now a field Specialist,” Pepper handed Sanderson and Aziza A Stylized star cluster insignia,” sergeants Balkir and…Grym You get these she handed them A set of chevrons three stripes up one down with a deaths head in the middle.

     ” I’ve got your transit passes and your housing chits at my desk when you leave. You guys aren’t top on the list but the outer modules are nice, and quiet. In the inner mods you’re sleeping under a darkmatter processor or a power plant most of the time.”

    " And you cant tell me Muons and Neptons don’t bend you genes just a little,”


OOC: Your Lifestyle Is now set at 8 meaning you have nice if small quarters and can afford to eat out on a regular basis.

Raul takes his insignia, then looks at what Balkir and Grym got. "Does this mean we hold the same military rank as they do?"

Aziza eats four sandwiches in as many bites before pausing to examine the body harness and insignia.
"What is 'Field Specialist' mean?" she inquires.  "Preparation of farmed crops?"

   ”Well in combat situations the Military Section calls the shot, Pepper explained,” In technical Medical, or… Diplomatic situations the field Specialists tend to be the one calling the shots. You all hold an equivalent rank of First sergeant I you have to deal with Regular military units. On the staion You Have full Police powers and can arrest people if you witness a crime.

    Pepper looked at Aziza thinking for a minute, She reached into her cargo pocket and clipped an odd device to her collar. It means One who works away from the Clan with great skill and wisdom.” To the others it sounded oddly like she was Mewling pitifully, sounding much like a cat locked out of the house or unable to find it’s way home.

Raul looks a bit confused upon hearing this. I thought doctors were commisioned officers, not enlisted personnel? Not that I'd expect to lead anyone into combat. He shakes his thoughts away and nods in understanding.

He inspected the trunk of gear and looked at the uniforms. He was used to wearing one and didn't register any emotions as he looked thru the gear. He moved over and picked up the pistol sighted down the barrel and tested the weight liking what he saw. He belted on a tac-holster and slid the pistol into place. "I am ready to go. Hopefully they don't need to call upon my skills and you civies have all the fun." His voice was cold and emotionless. "Are you all ready?"

Raul smiles, but it doesn't quite touch his eyes, "Yeah, firefights cause their own kinds of fun. And the clean-up from that is not pleasant."

"I'm ready."

Aziza carefully examines the snack tray to ensure there's not a crumb of food left before answering.
"I am prepared to be leaving.  Is a mission already available?"

  " well now that Pepper has fed you I suppose I can get to business." Rhic spoke up as he stepped into the room the big man slipped past pepper easily." First Of all you en will be joined shortly by a second action team."

    " Our current assignment is going to be a short little jaunt into the "Briar Patch" we are tasked with delivering a supply pallet to an Archeological dig in a rather...interesting section of the Delta.”

   Rhic hit a tab on his wrist comp and Image of a dense Nebula that literally burned with a pale reddish blaze that shifted and flicked in real time. The image zoomed in to a rugged charcoal gray world orbiting a lone Gas super giant world. Now this would be a normal run and wouldn’t require anything more than a security detail…But six men were killed on the dig, and since it’s a Colonial Authority funded Dig we are required to check it out and make sure nothing funny is going on,

          we are going to be joined by a Colonial marshal on the run so all we are going to do is support her investigation and provide security and a little muscle to keep the Diggers fro getting rowdy when we shut them down for a week or two,” Rhic brought up a few dozen pictures of the site and the personnel.

    Pilot Aziza as brilliantly timed her arrival and will be providing transport for our cargo and supplying us with a place to work and sleep while on the planet. Rhic looked at his wrist comp.” I have to go brief our second team and will let you know when we are ready to go, pack up anything you need and requisition your mission and weapons issue, we are aiming for a departure later tonight.

There a sudden vibration through the surfaces of the lobby and a whirling, twisting, mass of fluttery red cloth and chrome ornamentation came spinning through the doors, while outside, the volume of the accompanying music was probably what caused the vibration felt earlier...  With a lack of distinctly feminine features, it was safe to assume that it was a male, dancing through the doors of CASAR...

The volume dipped down low and the figure stood up, clearly now, a flexible, and somewhat talented dancer.  What they were doing here was another question altogether.  A somewhat flashy display of lights from the several small LCD displays on the clothing signaled the end of his routine.  Most people just stared awestruck, more at the audacity than the talent...  While the volume was low enough to not cause trouble anymore, and the flashing lights stopped, he still moved, gently swaying in time with the music.

While his walk looked like it had a purpose, it only took a few moments for someone to come up and offer to escort him out or ask for ID...  The latter of which was provided and he strut his way through the lobby.