Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.

"Nervous, Auggie?" the shuttle's pilot asked the Turian seated next to him.

The bird-like officer halted the drumming of his large fingers, "No. And do not call me 'Auggie'. I am not one for nicknames. Just Augur will do."

"Alright, don't have to get touchy. Just tryna gauge your - SHIT!"

The shuttle violently shuddered from a barrage of concentrated fire.

"Well, the jig is up, Auggie. Looks like we lost the element of surprise along with the collective control of our bowels."

Augur jerked away from the human pilot. It was bad enough human food could cause a violent reaction to his Turian physiology but he certainly want to risk even catching a whiff of human excrement.

"It was a joke, just head on back and tell the Squad we're gonna have to pull a Krogan Air Drop over an especially Hot 'n Spicy LZ."

Without a moment's hesitation Augur shot up out of his seat and slipped into the back of the shuttle. His small, keen eyes scanned his mostly, new squad. He sighed, inwardly and began to address them one by one.

"Everything good back here, Hound?"

The Human Female's armor was exceptionally maintained for one who'd seen so much action in such little time. She was one of the few members of the N7 Special Ops to have attained actual N7 status in her time under the Alliance Military.

"Solid, sir", the Alliance Engineer responded while doffing on her helmet.

Of what he read that hadn't been redacted from her file were several requests to be shipped back to Earth, all of which were denied by Admiral Hackett himself. Overwatch assured him that she'd continue submitting similar requests but would not defy the orders to remain under the Young Turian's command.

"And you, Shayla?"

The hooded, alien woman tapped her modified Talon pistol against her faceplate then gestured with the weapon towards the cockpit, "Tell Gallows up there to stop calling me 'Hips 'n' Nips' everytime he sees me and I'll be just fine, sir."

"He calls you wha- nevermind. Duly noted, I'll… discuss it with him once we get back from the mission."

She returned a weak shrug in reply.

Lastly, Augur shuffled towards the sliding, side door to the shuttle and cast a side glance at his last squad member. The thin, dark blue Machine stood silently in the back corner of the passenger compartment. The thick metal flaps that encircled its single, lighted sensor that made up what passed for its face flexed almost as if it was furrowing its brow at its organic Officer.

"Augur Andreis?" The Geth Platform addressed him.

"Uhh, you alright… Eight-three-oh-two, is it?"

"If that is the designation preferred to address this Unit."

"Thats whats etched into your outer shell, so if you're good with it."

"It will suffice, Augur Andreis."

"Yeah, great", Augur replied then turned to address the rest of the squad.

"The Landing Zone is compromised so we're making an Air Drop. Secure loose gear, activate personal shields, and -"

"Hold on to your butts", Gallows interrupted over their shared comm channel while he remotely slid open the shuttle door.