Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27217546-20160727114033/@comment-25357035-20160802023822

A Sangheili Spec-Ops Officer, Qir Zaratov, who is out of uniform carefully conceals an energy sword and plasma pistol inside his cloak. He is sitting in the hangar atop a crate awaiting the rest of the team preparing to go down to the planet. A couple human pilots scramble into a not so attractive looking, small rectangular cargo ship similar in size to a pelican.

Huglot and Yozoz approach the cargo ship, but instead of wearing Spec-Ops armor wear simple Unggoy minor combat uniforms, with reinforced, longer lasting methane tanks attached. Upon spotting the officer, Huglot dashes ahead of Yozoz and quickly salutes, shouting "Huglot, reporting for duty!"

Yozoz jogs to cath up. "Sire Zaratov," Yozoz nods.

Zaratov: Hm. Load up into the cargo hold, Unggoy. This is a covert operation. Command doesn't want us being compromised. If we do this right, the Chat will never know we were there until they have been slain. We will dock in a spaceport and meet with our PLANH contact there, who will hopefully lead us to their compound.

Huglot: Can we bring Ultra Yozoz's new buggy friend "Hissy?"

Zaratov: Absolutely not. Now go.

Pilot: Welcome aboard! We will take off as soon as the rest of the team arrives.