Donny a pris une seconde de la bataille pour se féliciter. Il a dû admettre, aussi humble et sans prétention qu'il essaie d'être, que c'était un geste plutôt doux de sa part. Il ne sait pas si cette grenade a vraiment aidé à freiner les ennemis, mais il s'est senti comme un badass vu qu'il l'a fait si facilement. Peut-être qu'il devrait garder un œil sur d'autres grenades. "Remarque à soi-même: devenir un détecteur de grenade."
L'explosion a donné à Donny et à son groupe quelques secondes précieuses de sursis. Il a tiré quelques coups de feu de son évier de chaleur, ajoutant sur le véritable mur de balles qui volent déjà en direction de l'ennemi. Il a dû laisser son fusil refroidir, donc il a changé de pistolet pour qu'il puisse se faire tirer un peu plus. Non pas qu'il en ait vraiment besoin; il devait se rappeler que, bien qu'étant le seul humain ici, il était soutenu par toute une équipe d'officiers d'élite turois. Ou quelque chose. En fait, il ne connaît pas grand-chose de l'armée turienne, mais il s'est dit que ces gars sont probablement mieux entraînés et beaucoup plus cohésifs en tant que groupe alors Donny's. Bien sûr, il a ressenti un grand sentiment de camaraderie et de soutien de son groupe, mais ils se connaissent aussi depuis trois jours au plus. Il est heureux qu'ils aient tous une formation normalisée. Shaking ces pensées de Donny s'est préparé pour la prochaine vague. Ils n'avaient pas besoin de tuer tout le monde, juste de les tenir à distance assez longtemps pour Raa-
Et c'est là qu'un boulon bleu a percuté la pièce. Donny a esquivé sa tête instinctivement, en la considérant comme une sorte d'éclair laser high-tech ou un peu comme ça. Il s'avère que c'était une avant-garde qui braquait avec Voria. Ce qui n'est pas mieux. Elle était certainement une menace étant donné que Raa était une civvie et à environ cinq pieds de l'avant-garde hostile. Mais Donny n'a pas manqué les autres soldats qui se plaignaient, y compris le turian blindé noir et le vorcha, et leur soutien mook. Donny a pris une profonde respiration et s'est forcé à réfléchir.
"Vous avez six secondes. CONTRÔLE DU TEMPS INNATIF! Non, tu ne peux pas vraiment faire ça, mais tu peux penser vite. Très bien, la tête compte. Comme, 8 spec op turians? Peut-être six? Je ne me souviens pas en ce moment. Le Geth, qui est un bon tireur. Voria, tout en étant un peu garce, aussi un biotique très puissant avec une mitrailleuse. Solare est une bite mais il semble pouvoir se débrouiller au moins, donc il y a ça. Et moi. Très bien. Donc environ dix ou peut-être treize. Oh, et civvies. Il faut les garder en sécurité. D'accord Donny, pense : ces turians avec lesquels tu as probablement plus d'expérience et de compétences, alors tu le fais. Ils ont probablement les compétences et les moyens de traiter avec les ennemis blindés noirs fantaisistes. Si j'en ai besoin, je peux essayer, mais... cette avant-garde va me déranger, parce qu'elle est juste derrière notre ligne et très proche de Raa. Ces trois autres costumes noirs me font aussi peur, parce que qui sait? C'est peut-être aussi des avant-gardes? Sinon, pourquoi mèneraient-ils une charge directement dans une pièce pleine de coups de feu? Ils doivent être tanky. Au moins, ils ne sont pas krogans... et puis les petites pommes de terre. Très bien Donny. Vous êtes un poisson. Vous êtes un poisson avec des dents (les armes). Tu n'es pas le plus gros poisson et tu n'as pas vraiment de grandes dents. Mais vous n'êtes pas seul. Vous avez des alliés qui surveillent vos arrières, des gens très fiables. Mais ils ne sont pas parfaits. Ils pourraient se faire tirer dessus et mourir comme vos ennemis le peuvent. Mais ils sont plus gros que toi. Et juste en face de vous sont vraiment gros poissons, et des poissons plus petits. Peut-être que je ne peux pas faire grand-chose contre le gros poisson. Mais je peux m'occuper des petites frites!"
Donny est sorti de son moment introspectif pour regarder les quatre Turiens qui se sont précipités. Ils ne semblaient pas trop disciplinés, mais ils avaient encore des armes et étaient donc un peu menacés. Et Donny avait encore des explosifs avec lui. S'il est vrai qu'il s'agissait de mines de Cain Trip, mais... même si ce n'était pas un protocole standard, il sait qu'il pourrait les jeter. Pas à l'esprit des Turiens; il pouvait l'armer et le lober dans leur chemin. Il faut environ 1,5 seconde pour l'armer. Et il pourrait relier la gâchette avec le signal radio de son équipe. Donc sur le risque que quelqu'un aille là-bas, au moins ils ne sortiraient pas de la mine. Avec n'importe quelle chance, la mienne de Donny pourrait aussi attraper ces costumes noirs hors de la garde et... Mais attendez. Et si ces gars voient Donny? Quand est-ce qu'ils lui jettent la mienne? Il est vrai que ça n'exploserait pas, mais ça ne veut pas dire que ça n'était pas dangereux. "Non!"
Ce n'était pas le moment de douter. Pas de temps pour le deuxième interrogatoire. Y a-t-il de meilleurs moyens? Oui. Donny pourrait-il faire quelque chose de plus intelligent? Oui. Mais ce n'est pas un jeu de stratégie tour à tour où il pourrait analyser chaque action, utiliser un large éventail de compétences impressionnantes, et finir sans que personne ne meure. Autant qu'il déteste l'admettre, il n'était pas parfait. Comme l'a dit Solare, il y a bien de meilleures façons pour lui de gérer les choses sans faire autant de dégâts. Mais parfois... Parfois...
Parfois, Donny a juste besoin de faire des tonnes de dégâts.
Donny a sorti sa mine de Caïn tout en étant couvert derrière la table. Les quatre Turiens n'ont pas encore réussi à se couvrir, mais ils étaient les plus éloignés. Pas de problème, c'était un explosif, pas une balle. Il n'avait pas besoin de les frapper, approchez-vous. Pour un maximum de dégâts, il devra le planter à l'avant du groupe. Après tout, ils allaient de l'avant; même lui savait diriger une cible. C'était un peu difficile d'obtenir un tir clair à cause de toutes les balles qui volaient dans sa direction (c'était une bonne chose que personne ne pensait tirer sur la table parce qu'il n'avait que des boucliers pour le protéger) mais il n'avait besoin que d'une seconde. Activer des boucliers et regarder autour de la couverture de la table, visant l'endroit juste un jardin loin de la première turian menant les quatre autres. "Aim... Allez! Donny a jeté la mine. Armant dans l'air, il a été lobé sur les costumes noirs. Donny aurait utilisé son pistolet pour couvrir le feu, mais il ne voulait pas gaspiller des balles et diviser sa concentration comme il était en train de regarder des choses comme plus de grenades et son voyage le mien. Après tout, c'est le détecteur de grenades désigné. Et Donny décidera où les explosions se sont produites.
Name: Donny "Dong" Yang (Dong was the nickname he was given during training. It's on his dossier now)
Species: Human
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Weapons/Equipment:
Primary: Storm Shotgun I
Secondary: Kessler Pistol I
Explosive: Cain Trip Mine
Armor: Light Mercenary Armor IV
Supplementary: Military Grade Ariake Omnitool IV
Personal Effects: A tribal knife (Donny calls it "Grandpa's Knife")
Skills and Abilities: Donny is a well trained Vanguard for the System Alliance. He's put a lot of focus on honing his biotic powers, though he is also handy with a shotgun. He has access to Barriers, Biotic Charges, Nova, Pulls, Shockwaves, and keeps a good Fitness. He also makes use of Cyro Ammunition to immobilize his targets. When it comes to hand-to-hand combat Donny is also quite capable, augmenting his strength with his biotic powers as well as utilizing various melee weapons. He has a particular fondness for knives and axes.
Outside of combat however, Donny is a stickler for rules and laws. While he lacks the cunning to bend the laws like a lawyer, he could make for a decent officer of the law if he wasn't prone to acting on his own either. And while he follows the rules well enough, he has the sense and willingness to ignore them when necessity demands, as well as uphold them when he must.
Donny also has various skills in arts and crafts, largely stemming from his hobby developed during college. Donny also has skills playing the saxophone as he was once part of his highschool and college jazz club, though he hasn't really picked up the instrument since he joined Systems Alliance military.
Background: Donny had a legacy to uphold. A fairly minor one, all things considered, but for him and his family it was an important one. His grand father participated in the defense of Earth during the Reaper Wars, becoming one of the many heroes who were willing to lay they lives on the line to defend their home. He served as one of the men who volunteered themselves to stem back the tusk of reaper controlled minions, holding the line long enough not only to survive that nightmarish day, but to see the future that Commander Shepard had made for humanity.
After the war, Donny's grandfather quickly retired due to the massive PTSD he received. But he was able to recover long enough to have children. Donny's father was the youngest of four, and Donny himself the youngest of four children from him. From a young age, Donny's father was proud of his father's accomplishments as a soldier, but his grandfather refused to let his son join the System Alliance or the military. He didn't want his children to face the same thing he did. But even so, Donny's father did his best to uphold his father's legacy. And he did so by joining the Ariake Technology firm, which he was able to do thanks to the extensive network of friends and contacts he made during college. By the time Donny was ten years old, his father had managed to get himself to the position of manager.
The combination of his father's own wealth as well as the accomplishments of his grandfather made sure Donny was born with a silver spoon, but also underneath a huge shadow. Growing up, Donny was never really motivated to "Excel". He did live with the future expectation that he was going to take care of his parents, just as his own father took care of his grandfather and grandmother (In Donny's family, the youngest son takes care of the parents when they are too old to work for themselves), but as far as personal ambitions went, Donny was fairly simple minded. He enjoyed slacking off more than he enjoyed working, even when he only had to work with problems that were, all things considered, easy. He wasn't exactly spoiled, but that didn't mean he wasn't lazy when it came to work. he felt that it was more important to appeal to his family than it was to appeal to his education. But even so, he continued to disappoint.
Growing up Donny lived under the shadow of not only his father and grandfather, but by the rest of his family. His mother was much better at public relations than his own father was; while he could crunch numbers and make sure the deliveries happen on time, his mother was more-or-less leading the commercial and marketing division. Donny's older brother became a doctors who would work as an equal amongst the likes of salarians. His sister became a politician and potential candidate for Prosecutor General. Even Donny's little sister was going to be an aspiring artist, and was already part of a popular video game developer, publisher, and distribution company working as one of their magic graphic designers. As for Donny himself...
Donny lacked any aspiration but to hopefully be able to take care of his parents. Even when he had very little idea of "how" he was going to take care of them, considering that he never even bothered to learn the family business. He had very few accomplishments under his belt that wasn't dwarfed by the achievements of his siblings. His only true saving grace is the fact that out of the four siblings, he has the best relationship with his grandfather. Years after the reaper wars, Donny's grandfather, after the death of his wife and Donny's grandmother, lived the rest of his life making knives, much like the one he used in the reaper war. Donny was interested in his grandfather's hobby and learned much from him, listening to his stories and talking to him about current events. They compared Donny's naive interpretations to his grandfather's wizened experience. It was those time that Donny built the foundation of his childish ambitions. He wanted to become someone like his grandfather; a hero.
But Donny's own father wasn't quite so accepting to this idea. Largely due to the fact that his own grandfather did not allow him to become a soldier, he made Donny go to college to learn how to manage the business with Ariake Technologies. But Donny had no desire to maintain his studies at the college. He barely attended for more than a year before Donny flunked out. His father was enraged and demanded Donny to return to college, but by this point the young boy was now a young man. He had resigned from college to join the System Alliance, using his family's credentials to earn him a place amongst the military. Since than the relationship between Donny and his family had become strained, and he doesn't even know how his grandfather feels about this turn of events. But Donny had only one ambition, and for once, he wanted to feel like he was more than just their "son". He wanted to be great. He wanted to think that he was capable of more than just upholding a legacy, but making one himself.
Training with the System Alliance was certainly harder than college however. Donny was beaten, broken, and tossed aside (metaphorically speaking, but it happened literally a few times as well), but unlike in college Donny had the drive to continue onward. Basic training went by quickly but painfully. During that time he also discovered his latent biotic abilities. When Donny came to the realization of what he was capable of, he jumped on the opportunity without any forethought of what sort of pain he was going through. Since he lacked the conditioning from youth, the lessons he underwent to hone his biotic abilities were harsh and brutal, along with the standard course for his regular military training. It was not BAaT, but with how much damage Donny was doing to himself one would think they were bringing the practice back. But no, Donny simply allowed himself to suffer the pain and torment of his training to achieve his childhood ambition. His naive and thoughtless desire to become some concept of a "hero". But first he had to become a soldier.
Donny spent a good portion of his "Military Career" training, largely due to his lack of previous experience with his latent biotic powers. From the age 19 to 23, he spent drilling and honing his biotic abilities with military efficiency. He made very few friends, and those who did either dropped out or graduated due to having more innate abilities than he did. But he did not allow himself to quit. He felt that he had given up the only thing he had already. He had thrown away the honor of his family to pursue this desire of his, and he couldn't bare the thought of returning to them defeated. He'd sooner take his own life than to betray his ambitions. Within four years he was deemed competent enough to be allowed to officially serve as a System Alliance soldier.
It was a great moment for Donny, one of many he hopes to have in his life. To him, the door to being the hero he imagined that his grandfather had become was finally open to him. It was a road full of risk, failure, and disappointment. But for once Donny did not dwell on those negative aspects. He only saw what he could accomplish, and vowed to make good use of what he was now able to do.
It wasn't long before Donny was given his first assignment, and a fairly big one at that. He was to accompany a of soldiers with a System Alliance to provide military assets, along with protecting one of their diplomats on a new colony. Donny had never left Earth before, and now he was going to travel to the far reaches of the universe to find a new planet where he could potentially live. It was a big step for him. Big enough that, for once in the last four years, he contacted his family.
The first person he spoke to was his older brother. They had a fairly decent understanding of one another, brotherhood and all, which allowed him to get into contact with his sisters. His elder sister worried greatly for him due to her knowledge of the colony and warned Donny not to hurt their relationship with the alien colonist. His little sister was annoyingly casual about it, asking him to bring back souvenirs. But she also expressed the desire for him to come home, which he was able to pick up amongst her requests. Next was his mother, whom he barely was able to speak to due to the tears she was practically shedding through the phone. But she wanted to tell Donny that she forgave him for quitting college and that she would still love him regardless of what path in life he chose. His father was "Unavailable" at the time, though he didn't pry further to discover if he simply didn't want to talk to him or not. And than there was his grandfather.
Donny would have three days before he would board the ship that would take him to the new colony. Within those three days he visited his grandfather while the rest of the family was out. There he and Donny had a talk about the path he was on. His grandfather explained to him the horrors he faced before he even fought the Reapers. His time against a horde of krogan shocktroopers, the horrors of the heretic geth and their reaper-empowered servants, even the slaughter that happened when a thresher maw of all things made planetside right on top of an outpost he was stationed at. He warned Donny against joining the System Alliance and told him that he could pull some strings to get Donny to at least stay on Earth. But Donny told his grandfather that he was going to go. He was going to keep the promise he made to himself to be a hero, and he can't be one here. He had to go out into the world and be part of that change, not just wish and support it with words and ideals. His grandfather solemnly accepted this, knowing that his grandson was dead set. So he gave Donny something that would help him: his combat knife he used to great effect during the Reaper War. It was not a standard issue design, but rather made by Donny's own grandfather using military grade composite metals. A blade worthy of a the Spectres.
But that wasn't the only gift Donny would receive. The last day before he would leave to the new colony his father had delivered him a gift: An advanced suit of armor and an Omnitool, both from Ariake Technologies. There was no letter or message with them aside that it came form his father, but Donny understood why he gave him these things. He wanted his son to be alive. He wanted him to come home one day. Despite not being standard issue, Donny donned his father's armor and Omnitool, gathered his equipment, and took his first step off Earth and into the brave new world.