((OOC: Ok added description of the storage facility for Ryltar))
Onix looks to Zana and grins; "oh, I think we'll be able to affix something for the furball in given time."
Turning to Ryltar, the clone responds "depends on how you want to track her," he chuckled; "but for now, here," he digs into his belt pouch and pulls out another holoprojector akin to the one he gave Lynx.
"If you recall how to operate it, this projector is linked to the one she has, though I wouldn't worry too much about it, for you are going to be selecting those materials you mentioned to me.
Onix hooked a corner , tapped a botton on a control panel; with a slight sound effect, the door in front of the clone slides open. Inside was crates of materials, raw, unfinished, partially used, anything and everything that one could potentially have a use for was in there.
"You wanted to find some materials to replenish your stocks of whatever, so here you are," Onix said, waving Ryltar to go about selecting whatever he needed.
The room was huge, with stacks of sealed boxes everywhere; everything was alphabetized. The rows went all the way to the ceiling and there was a catwalk along every few rows for people to access the materials within the facility; a stairway led up to the second catwalk, followed by a third one lead up to the third level and so on. There were a total of ten catwalk levels to the room. Everything from metals to rocks, from foodstuffs to random objects lined the walls. Onix was confident that Ryltar would find what he needed in here, and was more than willing to assist the somewhat disgruntled mage in his search.
Theta Squad's second in command, and resident techno-wizard, Edge was making his way back to the squad when he heard some commotion just up ahead of him, near the lifts.
"Not again," he muttered to himself, bursting into a light jog. The commando rounded the corner into the hallway, only to run headlong into Lynx, who looked to running away from someone. The sun elf mage thudded into his armored chest, given that the clone was 6' 5" in height. Reacting on instinct, the green-armored clone found himself grasping one of Lynx's wrists in order to prevent her from falling backwards due to the recoil of impact.
"Miss Lynx?" Edge asked as he recovered from the initial shock of running into her; "ma'am, what are you doing down here?"
Hearing Zarae's question about food and what not, Pyro immediately pointed to several items that he found filling and delicious.
"Most of what's in here is decently cooked, though you can order really anything ya want," he said to her, giving a slight wink to.
Pyro again snickered; "you made them jealous, Lothir, yes I'll give you that; but I didn't say who they were jealous at, now did I?" Oh, yes, Pyro loved being a smart-ass.
"As to the brawl, well it's more like six-to-twelve, what with how pissed off Stalker was," the clone laughed, much to the sniper's disgruntlement.
"Oh and Lothir, don't be a fool. I know what the lady marines like."
"Bullshit, you do," Stalker shoots in, taking another swig of his drink afterward.
"HEY!! At least I get up and ask, lame-O," the demolitionist jests back."
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