Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Riffling through his pack haste-fully, Ryan examined all his contains. Making sure he didn't leave any food that he grabbed back at his apartment on the lab station. The flight time all in all would be maybe three hours, about an hour to the Mass Relay from the Lab Station then two hours from the Mass Relay in the Theseus System to Feros. The thought of what he'd find there was .. a bit troubling, yet, a strange need to know. His C.O was one person out of the whole ordeal that he went through to stick up for him even though he disobeyed a direct order from him. Eh, you will be chasing a ghost, Ryan. All it is, is a big joke to someone from Cerberus ... probably Jenny. She's always the one for joking, especially when it came to men. Ryan muttered to himself, closing his eyes as he removed his Armax Arsenal Brawler pistol from his pack. Cerberus got their own assortment of equipment since they had their own cell group that focused on making weapons available to humans the most advanced there was. Ryan had to decline their availability to his pistol, his Brawler pistol was with him through thick and thin on Illum. Can't just toss it aside because Cerberus might have a better one. Letting out a small sigh, he should have brought a rifle ... assault or sniper. Might be a bit more ... complicated then it seemed, might need the range that he can shoot from with a sniper or the combat firing ability of a assault. Beep. Beep. Landing at Docking Bay two in Feros in - calculating .... Ryan listened to the synchronized voice go silent, Piece of shit machine ... hurry up and tell me. Shouldn't be too much longer. The male muttered to himself, feeling his stomach rumble. Regretting the decision to not eat something before he left ... he had ate everything that he brought in the first hour and a half. Had been craving something warm for the past hour now. ... landing in Feros in fifteen minutes. WARNING! Storm system hovering over the Feros Colony ... Chances of successful landing are 98.5 possible. Ryan let out a small laugh, My luck, that one and a half percent will be all the shit needs to fuck up the landing and crash into the landing pad, killing me instantly. Oh, was that entrance to Feros atmosphere rough. Ship shook like it would've fell apart instantly after it landed, poor small shuttle. Not made to make the long hall like this trip. Landing .. successful. The synchronized voice spoke as the ship came to a shaky landing. Oh yeah ... perfect landing there. Ryan muttered sarcastically. Stepping out of the ship with a great sigh of relief, the rain was coming down with force. Sprinting across the platform, Ryan jumped down the stairs running to the nearest building. Watching the door slid open, Ryan quickly stepped in to get cover from the rain. Shaking his head softly, the male let out another sigh. Phew ... out of that storm. The male muttered to himself, placing his bag over his shoulder. Turning around to see where he walked into. Ah, a Turian shopkeeper and a female .. merc? Hm. Might have walked in on a business deal.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Isabel might have not been allowed to bring Alliance arms with her on holiday, but she had some private property packed neatly into her luggage. As well as armour. It had set her back a fair bit, but it was worth it. She was glad to be equipped if she was choosing her own mission. Nah, she finally told the turian. Better not tempt me too much! Oh so regretfully she turned away from the turian and from the shiny weapons, before they could strike up a conversation about military weapons and about who had worse old battles. Veterans always ended up talking about the same things, unless there was someone to shoot. Hell, sometimes even then. She turned away and walked straight into an old comrade. You! Swagger! she said with deep shock. What the fuck are you doing here? Ryan's service record did not impress his old squadmates, nor did his subsequent decision to join Cerberus. Only rumoured, mind, but rumours about such things were probably true. That and it was a bit like seeing a dead man again. Funny thing, it felt like everyone who left the Alliance was dead and gone.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Ryan cocked his brow, she knew him from somewhere .. but it wasn't hard to know him . He did make headlines for months. So, in a sense, it really wasn't hard to know Ryan without knowing Ryan. His face was plastered every where. Ridiculed constantly by the media, mainly human and Turian. He was considered a murderous fiend who had no heart to destroy a building that housed well over a thousand living beings. So, the male didn't put it past them to know his name, what he looked like. Wasn't any better when a few officials found out he was working for Cerberus, either. Ryan squinted a bit, trying to see who exactly was talking to him. Is that you, Isabel? The male questioned to himself lightly, a small chuckle passing his lips. The biotic from C.O Sgt. Steven's troop. She was a pretty little thing .. especially when she was out in battle. Well, if you are here .. then the rumor must be real. C.O Stevens is really dead? The male asked, I thought someone sent me mail joking about his death .. guess it wasn't a joke after all. Ryan muttered lightly. Scratching the side of his face lightly. Personally, it wasn't the best option to speak about the topic in the open, it would only lead to ears who'd want to find the person, or thing, he was here for - themselves. They'd receive it with a few costly lives and ask for a reward. Would you be up for speaking about this in a more private location? Ryan spoke, his glance turning to the Turian. Against protocol to speak about it in the open.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

She was tempted to hit him with a singularity to help remind him a little. Isabel had been rather famous in the troop for using biotics to solve quick fights instead of fists... If she had a choice between slapping someone over the head and going for a warp, she'd always choose the latter. She liked using her powers. Oh, yeah, I wonder why you didn't get an invite to the funeral... she mused sarcastically. Well, if he was looking this puzzled, surely it couldn't have been him who did it. Hm. I think a few people thought it was inappropriate . Wonder why. A sigh. Whatever. Once she would have trusted this man with her back... Why not try it again for a couple of hours? Then again, there was how it ended up for that kid. Damn! She couldn't remember the name anymore... Funny how those things happened. Once she'd have thought it'd be etched in her mind forever, but she'd seen plenty of comrades die. I booked a room in one of the settlements, but I can't get out of the goddamn port. They're saying the storms making it too dangerous to fly. You got any suggestions? Talking couldn't possibly hurt. As it was, her leads were short enough, maybe pooling knowledge would lead to a better outcome.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

ExoGeni Corp. Man, how all that seemed so familiar somehow. Ryan shook his head lightly, quickly following it with another nod toward the door. They needed to stand somewhere were no wandering ears can hear them. Just outside the building was good enough, just so happened to have an awning. Stepping outside the Weapons shop, the male waited for the girl to follow before leaning back against the side. The rain was coming down fairly rough, thankfully, at an angle that it didn't go under the awning and hit the two. I got a lead - you probably do as well - that points to something in the abandoned ExoGeni building. Ryan spoke as he crossed his arms across his chest. Given that it is probably over run with indigenous wildlife to that part of Feros. Geth ... looters. Anything is possible there. Whatever we are looking for .. it might as well be within ExoGeni, not sure where else it could be. Ryan spoke with a minor shrug, it wasn't much .. but, it was something to go off of for him. Private David Garcia. The name would never be forgotten. The boy he convinced to go with him to investigate Blue Suns. To this day, Ryan questioned what the boy would say if he did live. What he'd say to all the blame the male got. Would he stand up and admit that it was a decision of both of theirs? Or would he stand up and blame him to? Being blamed if he only had lost a leg .. an arm .. paralyzed .. blinded .. would've been easier to live with then his death. Ryan let out a small shudder, shaking the thoughts from his head. Did you happen to have a different lead? Or is it the same covered up bullshit as everything else in this world?
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

It was probably what made her such a good soldier a short memory meant a short conscience. Shooting people in the face didn't really tend to haunt her when the faces ended up blurring. Maybe one day her conscience would catch up with her, but as it was... There would be a long and probably distinguished career of combat before her. Isabel followed him. Not much else to do... She gave a small wave goodbye to the turian and shouldered her bag. Oh, don't worry. You know me, she told Ryan with a thin smile. She had to raise her voice a little against the storm. I always come prepared. Covered up bullshit? She dropped the bag back down by her feet it contained armour, a few weapons, lacy underwear!, a reasonable amount of civilian outfits. Heavy stuff. Both the bag and the words they were dealing with. You're the one to talk, Isabel replied. Aren't you working for Cerberus these days? Rumours spread, you know. Really, going into the details before clearing this part up... Would just be ridiculous.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Ryan nodded softly, it wasn't anything he needed to hide. A sigh passing through his lips. One debt paid to only form another debt, it seems. Ryan spoke with a light unconcerned shrug, least the pay at Cerberus was good. Only take him seven years at his pay to pay off his debt .. rather then twenty years to the Illium Government. Guess you stick with what gives you the better option of paying it sooner, yeah? Rumours spread every where. Just like what we are doing right here, right now. Which one of us is to say that we aren't chasing down a rumour? A ghost? Closing his eyes lightly, it was the truth. What did they actually expect to find? Nothing most of any great importance, most likely. The male never once hid his job at Cerberus, wasn't his choice to be there so he had no point in hiding it. The Illusive guy .. or whatever, paid off his debt. His job acceptance letter came two days after he was told everything was already paid for by a 'anonymous donor'. Also known as ... 'You are now mine'. Anyways, I figure .. soon as the storm passes, we might as well team up like the old days? Y'know, see what we can find and all. Except, this time. Ryan would make sure that there wasn't a life lost on his account.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Is that all you call it? she asked. There was no way in hell Isabel would dismiss working for Cerberus in that way, but hey, people had their differences. And there was a certain rumour that Cerberus had off'ed Admiral Kohaku... The cover-up hadn't been complete, and those who keep their ear to the ground tended to hear those. For now though, whatever. But she was going to be ready to shoot him in the head if she needed to... I guess I should go along with this lunacy. For now. Well, fuck. What else was there to do? I just don't buy the official story. He was shot in the back. There was just no way... she said, more to herself than to him. There had to be someone leaking info. Had to be. So I asked a friend to track all his mail... She paused, but she was not intentionally being dramatic. She was still puzzled. Turns out, it was accessed from several places on Feros. Obviously impossible. So I'm guessing it wasn't Alliance selling him down the river...
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Ryan opted to simply ignore everything that she previously said before talking about her having a friend track all of Sgt. Steven's mail. Was just for the better if he let everything bad about him slid off his shoulders. Wouldn't be good for him to get an itchy trigger finger because she decides to run at the mouth about him and Cerberus. Heard enough about it from friends and family, doesn't need for her to get all uppity either. Because, to him, it didn't look like she have many people jumping at the chance to help her. Best take be happy for help when other's decline, no? Well, unless we manage to uncover something in the ExoGeni building, we have a lot of places to be going with three possible organizations who would hold a carry out something more then a mere 'shot in the back'. Ryan spoke in reply, Just gotta keep all angles open, I suppose. Wouldn't put it pass Cerberus to have someone shot the Sergeant, nor would I put it pass the Alliance. Then there comes Blue Suns into play. A sigh passed through his lips, shaking his head lightly. I'm sure there are people out there who even think I did it. Even though, the Sergeant was the only one to stick up for me during my whole ordeal .. he didn't need to. Shaking his head once more, About the places on Feros, how many were there? Any from the ExoGeni building, by any chance? Possibly narrow our leads down to importance judging by where they are?
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

No, the sergeant really didn't need to stick up for Ryan during the trial and the following punishment. She had wondered why, and well, she was going to go with the sergeants judgement there. If Stevens had trusted Ryan, Isabel would too, at least during this investigation. She wasn't too happy at the idea, and it could probably be seen in her face, but it would not be a problem with her professionalism. Alright. I'll trust you. CO Stevens trusted you, so I will too. She wiped the uneasy expression of her face and hoped that she was right to do so. If she got shot in the back... Well, she'd have made the wrong decision. And she would die while being seriously pissed off. Not much she could do there, she supposed. One of them was from the ExoGni building, so I guess I have to make that trip... The other one was in one of the colony settlements, I was going to go there first to investigate. The location with the least level of danger first, I guess. She sighed abruptly. If we both have the same lead, either it's an important one, or a trap. While I don't look forward to a trap, I did come prepared... She kicked her suitcase demonstratively.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Blinking twice, a small sigh passing through the lips of the male. The rain continued to pound against the awning, letting a small shake of the head snap him back into attention. Ryan turned his attention to Isabel, the male tilted his head lightly. Opening his mouth to speak before focusing his attention back to the rain, closing it. Exchanging his statement for another sigh. I have to agree. The male didn't like the idea of a trap whatsoever. It was a very unpleasant idea to hold, if anything. Fortunately enough, they could always run into traps in the other places rather then ExoGeni's building. As much as I am wary to go to that place, it is the only lead we have as a team. So, best get it knocked out of the way first. Turning his attention back to Isabel. This would be that time where he wish he had brought his rifle, measly little pistol won't do much to anything but infantry Geth and Humans. Giving her a slightly smile, had to show some confidence in the chance they'll succeed, right? At least, if it was a trap. We'll both be dead before anything gets out .. or we'll both be dead and framed at C.O Stevens' killers. Ryan spoke with a small shrug, least to say it wasn't a bad way to go out. Even so, who says we can't take out whoever planned to set us up in the first place?
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Don't worry! Isabel joked, I might not be Commader Shepard, but I'm still pretty awesome. And since you're working for Cerberus, don't you have a nice Cerberus expense account or something...? I couldn't convince the Alliance I needed a grenade launcher while on holiday. And that turian has some nice stuff... Alliance salary doesn't cover it. She sighed with mock sorrow. Throwing herself into life or death situations so regularly meant that she had ended up with a rather 'come what may' attitude to life. Well, if we're dead, we won't really care what happens next, right? I've got a sniper rifle, a couple of pistols, and my armour... She had thought taking some rifles would make the luggage rather unwieldy and far too heavy. I guess we should wait out the storm, huh. I don't fancy the chances of flying far in this.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Ryan let out a small laugh at her Commander Shepard remark. Yeah, well, we'll need that pretty damn awesome if it is a trap. Speaking in a reply with a small shrug. The shrug in reply to her Cerberus account, male never took the opportunity to find out. It'd probably only add to his debt, but, who cares? Guess if he's going to die, might as well just go out in a blaze of explosions and gunfire, yeah? Shaking his head lightly, the female came way more equipped then he did. He brought a few uniforms and his pistol, nothing at all combat ready for this mission. Oh, yeah, we will be waiting, Pointing at the landing pad, the small port ship. Front smashed in, smoking from the front as well. That is what we'll get if you want to go out in a flyer. The male spoke with a small laugh, I'm relatively lucky to have survived it, this weather is horrible. Turning to face the girl, the male took in a deep breath. Ready to spend some credits? Might as well use his Cerberus account for something, sliding open the door. Ryan quickly stepped back in with plans to get some armour, assault and sniper rifle. With what turned out to be a simpler get in and get out shopping list, the male managed to turn it into .. a spree of sorts. Equipment from Rosenkov Materials Volkov Sniper Rifle, Avenger Assault Rifle, and Titan Armour. Along with plenty of grenades for the two of them, won't ever know when the opportunity would arise for the need of a few grenades. Will that be all .. human? The turian chided. Not just yet, gotta wait on her. Ryan replied, pointing over his shoulder at the girl. But you can place all purchases on this account right here ... He continued, placing down his I.D card. Everything was tied into one card, simple but so easily to hack. Oh .. its you ..
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Well, she did have several family members whose motto was 'Always be prepared for the worst.' It basically was beaten into her... But she was surprised at everything Ryan was buying. Good god, was he planning to outfit his own mercenary company? Nope, I'm happy with grenades. She wasn't going to road-test weapons she wasn't familiar with on a mission that was potentially lethal, but if he wasn't equipped, that was all good. Though, technically she was always armed. Isabel would probably make love to her biotics if she could. She slapped a hand on his shoulder. Don't worry... Turian. The pause was as deliberate as his had been. While she was happy to chat to anyone about explosions, and while she never agreed with Cerberus's 'humanity first' thing, whenever people disregarded humans, she got annoyed. I'm watching the Cerberus poster boy. Isabel had followed updates on Ryan just out of interest she had for all the old members of her squad. At the turian's glare, she glared straight back. Seriously, I've only got the energy to be pissed off at a few people at once. You don't want to distract me from my mission.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Cerberus poster boy? Really? That was slightly .. rude. Just charged the damn account so I can go. Ryan spoke, a small irritated huff leaving his mouth after. This was the usual greeting the male got after giving I.D to any shop keeper. They bring up the Cerberus account or the realization that he was the guy from Illium. Either or, it was normally the same shitty response, poor attitude toward him. After a brief stare down between the girl and the Turian, he finally swiped the I.D. Charging extra most likely for everything, why not be a complete dick and do something like that? Have a good day. Watching the Turian reluctantly hand him back his I.D, Ryan snatched it from his grimy paws before sliding it back into his back pocket. Grabbing the sniper rifle by the barrel, quickly pressing the button to make it shrink down into a rectangle. The Turian placing a small box down on the counter, Thanks. Pulling the box full of grenades over the box that held his new equipment, Ryan waited for the girl to walk past him before following. Stepping out under the awning once more, the door sliding shut behind them. This is becoming out of nowhere, but, given that that guy wasn't very fond of me. Did you happen to have spare room where you were staying? Couch .. floor .. anything. Rather take my chances with you then trying to get a room here with my background.
Thread: M.E; Un-cataloged Events. --- Missedstations&Relix

Isabel didn't care about being rude. She had never been the one for subtlety... They never sent her on diplomatic missions, let's just say. She had trained to use the combination of biotics and firepower for the maximum destructive force, after all. But her messes were strictly within the operational maximum. She'd never had too much of collateral damage. Bye, she told the turian brightly. She'd given her number to him in their earlier conversation... Call me up sometime, eh? For a good time. Her wink didn't go down too well, but then again, turians always were rather stone-faced in her opinion. Entertaining in bed, though. So hard to hit on though... And it was surprisingly hard to find perverts who liked other species. Bet he charged you extra, she whispered at Ryan as she passed him out of the shop. She had slung her suitcase over her shoulder again, leaving him to carry what he had brought. I booked a room out in the colony, Isabel said, deadpan. Fat lot of good it did to anyone now! What a waste of money. Goddamn Alliance salaries. She really could make more money as a merc, but a sense of duty kept her in the same job. Any suggestions for trying to get a hotel room? I probably have enough to get one.