"Alright, now that everyone who's coming is here," a look for Ronon, "Let's get down to business."
Briareos wasn't coming— GLaDOS probably had him again, given her tracers in Stacy's systems. Silver's omnicomm had just given up a similar signal to the network. Someone had probably already recollected the hardware.
Everyone else was already gone; a five-man team it is.
"This Strike Team was authorized by Captain Kennedy without intervention from the council. That means that they don't know it exists, which is to our advantage since, as of its formation, every one of you is authorized to do nearly anything you need to, to complete whatever we're asked to do," The was a pause, significant and lingering. Security could hurt people with impunity— Stacy would let them, and so too would she allow the members of Strike Team to do as they saw fit.
"That said, don't abuse it. I'm responsible for your actions, to a certain extent. Besides, if the general populace finds out, the most optimistic eventual outcome is a manhunt, if recent reactions are anything to judge by," This was the truth, cold and adamantine. The morality of this crew was didactic in its hypocrisy.
Again, Motoko measured out the silence and spoke just when a certain mage looked likely to lose her ability to hold in the inevitable commentary, "Mei-Xing will be our magic specialist, if any of you are wondering why she's here. I don't pretend she'll be civil, but you should have thicker skin than that by now; suck it up. Winchester and Dex have a history of specializing in working against similar kinds of opponents— expect to be teamed up. Tenaya is a cyborg, and can reasonably be expected to work backup for any of you— if you have a problem with that I suggest you get over it. Quickly.
"You'll be depending on each others skillsets for your lives fairly soon, so rather than stand around and stare at each other, why don't we get to know one another a little better before it comes to that."
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Briareos wasn't coming— GLaDOS probably had him again, given her tracers in Stacy's systems. Silver's omnicomm had just given up a similar signal to the network. Someone had probably already recollected the hardware.
Everyone else was already gone; a five-man team it is.
"This Strike Team was authorized by Captain Kennedy without intervention from the council. That means that they don't know it exists, which is to our advantage since, as of its formation, every one of you is authorized to do nearly anything you need to, to complete whatever we're asked to do," The was a pause, significant and lingering. Security could hurt people with impunity— Stacy would let them, and so too would she allow the members of Strike Team to do as they saw fit.
"That said, don't abuse it. I'm responsible for your actions, to a certain extent. Besides, if the general populace finds out, the most optimistic eventual outcome is a manhunt, if recent reactions are anything to judge by," This was the truth, cold and adamantine. The morality of this crew was didactic in its hypocrisy.
Again, Motoko measured out the silence and spoke just when a certain mage looked likely to lose her ability to hold in the inevitable commentary, "Mei-Xing will be our magic specialist, if any of you are wondering why she's here. I don't pretend she'll be civil, but you should have thicker skin than that by now; suck it up. Winchester and Dex have a history of specializing in working against similar kinds of opponents— expect to be teamed up. Tenaya is a cyborg, and can reasonably be expected to work backup for any of you— if you have a problem with that I suggest you get over it. Quickly.
"You'll be depending on each others skillsets for your lives fairly soon, so rather than stand around and stare at each other, why don't we get to know one another a little better before it comes to that."