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May 22, 2010 17:18:44 GMT -5
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on May 22, 2010 17:18:44 GMT -5
Cassy checked her data-pad. "Uhh... y-yea. He's probably working right now. He has a shift at the gun range." She said with a blush. "Follow me, would you kindly? I'll take you to him."
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May 22, 2010 17:34:00 GMT -5
Post by Danny on May 22, 2010 17:34:00 GMT -5
Chandler raised an eyebrow and pulled out a data-pad of his own; a piece of paper he scribbled on. "His shift hasn't started yet, I'll wait here till it does," he answered, then looking back at the door, "Do I know you?" he asked, still looking at the door.
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May 22, 2010 17:45:39 GMT -5
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on May 22, 2010 17:45:39 GMT -5
Cassy blushed, "I'm pretty sure I would have acknowledged you if I did, sir. You see," she frowned, "I can't remember anything past five years ago. I was told Earth was destroyed but the doctors never told me what happened. They told me I was a civilian working for Lacewing Industries and that my name is Cassandra Ambrose."
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May 22, 2010 19:34:39 GMT -5
Post by Danny on May 22, 2010 19:34:39 GMT -5
"So, you're suffering from Amnesia, then?" Chandler asked, then remembering he had to find the ex-Spartan 'Cassy'. "You look and sound like someone I used to know. Tell me, are you stronger and faster than any other woman, or man for that matter, your age?"
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May 22, 2010 20:41:43 GMT -5
Post by Ares on May 22, 2010 20:41:43 GMT -5
Justin walked over to the steel door. Guess he had just got caught up thinking that he hadn't paid attention to the damn door. The brunette SPARTAN walked briskly over to it, and waved his hand in front of the sensor. It didn't budge. He rolled his eyes, cursing the cheap hardware. He did it again, and the door slid open. Out was a slightly familiar face- one he had seen once at New Jerusalem.
"Hello, Chandler." Justin said, quite surprised.
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May 22, 2010 20:55:01 GMT -5
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on May 22, 2010 20:55:01 GMT -5
Cassy looked at Chandler, confused. "I'm sorry, sir, but I've never been in a situation to fight, really." Suddenly, Justin's door slid open. "Oh, Justin, hello."
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May 22, 2010 21:01:44 GMT -5
Post by Danny on May 22, 2010 21:01:44 GMT -5
"Justin," Chandler greeted happily, "I'm glad you remember me, I can spare you a back story and cut to the chase," he then side stepped Justin and entered his apartment. "The UNSC has tracked down the Rifters and are planning an all out assault, long story short, we're offering ex-UNSC personnel a chance to be apart of this attack," He moved around Justin's apartment and examined it, he was curious as to how a Spartan lives a life outside of the military. "What do you say?" he asked, facing him from across his apartment, "Want to reign down some serious hell on these bastards?"
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May 22, 2010 21:21:28 GMT -5
Post by Ares on May 22, 2010 21:21:28 GMT -5
Justin nodded curtly to the woman outside. Cassy. What were the odds, two SPARTANs he once knew in his apartment building? He dismissed the slim probability and smiled while Chandler insinuated himself into the tiny apartment. The brown-haired SPARTAN replied, "Good to see a familiar face once in a while." Justin followed Chandler with a jade gaze, absorbing what he had said. After listening to the proposal, he was silent for a moment.
Finally, he spoke up, "They murdered billions on Earth. Unarmed billions. Then they murdered millions more on New Jerusalem. And they blew me out of an evacuating Pelican that had mostly civilians on it. And then they spent the next five years hunting down all the human colonies they could."
Then, he grinned. "Why the hell wouldn't I pop a cap in their collective ass?" Justin turned his gaze to Cassy, still outside. "What, she join a nunnery and take a vow of silence and chastity? Why isn't Cassy in on this?"
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May 22, 2010 21:29:52 GMT -5
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on May 22, 2010 21:29:52 GMT -5
"I-I'm sorry? I'm not a soldier, Justin. I just live here." Cassy replied, nervously.
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May 22, 2010 21:35:45 GMT -5
Post by Danny on May 22, 2010 21:35:45 GMT -5
"Good," Chandler growled happily, impressed with Justin's attitude. He then looked to Cassy standing outside, "I think she hit her head, or something. She doesn't know what she is," he said, then stepping closer to Justin and whispered, "I don't have time to deal with a Spartan who has amnesia, there are others I need to see to. Work on her, forget about her, or come with me to Sanghelios."
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May 23, 2010 7:14:27 GMT -5
Post by Ares on May 23, 2010 7:14:27 GMT -5
Justin nodded curtly. Maybe they would all have time to help her later- after all, as many SPARTANS as possible were useful. He replied quietly, "Of course, sir. I'll pack up my armor and weaponry." Justin walked to his bed and pulled a ruck sack out from under it. He opened the closet and began removing armor from the armor stand, and loading it into the bag. Once he had quickly stuffed the armor in, he looked under the bed. Out came dual military-issue SMGs, a high-power handgun, a UNSC shotgun, a standard-issue assault rifle, and at least two grenades. As Justin began to stuff all the weaponry that was totally illegal for any civilian into his bag, he looked up, grinning, at Chandler. He knew he shouldn't have this stuff, given his civilian status. He pantomimed shushing someone, and then finished loading his weaponry in the duffel. It took him about twenty seconds to load some smaller items, like a grey jumpsuit and some undergarments. The green-eyed SPARTAN zipped up the back, slung it over his shoulder, and walked over to Chandler again.
"So.... when do we go?"
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May 24, 2010 4:16:44 GMT -5
Post by Danny on May 24, 2010 4:16:44 GMT -5
Chandler smiled, "We leave as soon as I find and recruit the last Spartan not enlisted on this station," he then stepped out of Justin's apartment but looked back inside before continuing on his quest of sorts, "I have a shuttle waiting in the hanger, meet me there," he then turned and grabbed Cassy by the arm, "Walk with me."
As he moved down the halls, he gripped Cassy's arm and tugged her along while he radioed Sanderson, "Sir, I've located the Spartan 'Cassandra', but she's brain dead, she doesn't know she's a Spartan," "I know," came Sanderson's staticy reply, "Her mind was wiped by ONI, so I need you to figure out how to bring her all back, body and mind," Chandler grumbled; this isn't worth the effort, "I can't just leave her? Did you read the report I filed on her five years ago?" There was a sigh on the receiving end of the radio and then a pause, "She wasn't at fault, time to move on, Chandler," He was reffering to an incident on Doisac where a disoriented Cassy shot Chandler in the back, "Bring her back, that's an order."
Chandler closed the channel and immediately threw Cassy against the wall of the darkened hallway. Under a flickering light, he spoke; "You are a protector of Earth and all her colonies," he drew his pistol and put it to her head, "You have been trained, and you are the best," he cocked the pistol and depolarised his visor, revealing his pale face and buzzed brunette haircut, "You are being called upon to serve,"
He paused and let his dramatic speech, which he was proud of, sink in, before speaking again, "Disarm me now, or I'll put a bullet in your head."
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May 24, 2010 12:36:28 GMT -5
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on May 24, 2010 12:36:28 GMT -5
Cassy yelped and fixed her glasses. She blushed and trembled with fear. "I... I don't..." suddenly her pupils dilated and, in three swift motions, she kicked Chandler in the stomach, wrenched the gun from his hand, and planted it under his chin. She wasen't concious, but she disarmed Chandler as if it was nothing. Her pupils went back to normal and she began repeating everything Chandler had said to her before she disarmed him.
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May 24, 2010 21:29:46 GMT -5
Post by Ares on May 24, 2010 21:29:46 GMT -5
Justin nodded, a smile still ghosting his features. The SPARTAN waited until Chandler had left the room to pull out what he really wanted to keep... From under the thin matress came the a small set of trophies- in his hand, he now held an Elite Zealot's helmet, battered and dented. That was his trophy from the Human-Covenant war. Next came a decorative officer's pistol, from the Insurrections that had followed. After stowing those in the bag, he pulled out a small coin.... a badge of command from a Rifter. One of the Rifter gunships had crashed into the building Justin had fallen into, and he had picked it off one of their bodies. A trophy from a fallen officer in all of his engagements.
Justin's jade gaze checked the doorway. Chandler was still outside, so he quickly stowed the war trophies that any SPARTAN would disapprove of inside a pouch in the pack. The pale man re-zipped the bag, and pulled on his leather boots. Time for some action. He strode out in the hallway.... and immediately turned to the left, putting his back between the scene of Cassy disarming Chandler and his range of vision. Stuff like this was a SPARTAN thing, so Justin kept his back to the pair as he walked down the hallway. Justin checked his omni-device's map function- Hanger 84G, where the SPARTAN craft were always kept, was actually pretty close. Justin stood outside the elevator, waiting for it to arrive.
Almost immediately, a piece of tech on his belt buzzed and vibrated, and a small holographic A.I. projected a blue-white image onto a nearby public terminal. The image was of a young man, covered in moving script and code. The expression on the holographic avatat was seemingly indifferent. Justin braced himself- whatever had happened to piss Eosphorous off, it couldn't be good. The A.I.'s avatar finally said something... and he didn't seem sarcastic for once.
"Well, it seems like we're actually going to see some action. No more trying to fix the damn pipelines anymore. Some more battle would be good, actually. I'd like to do something exciting before my seven year-time limit is up.... You do know that I only have two years left, right?"
Justin nodded, still quiet. "I know, I know. But hey... you might even go out with a bang."
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May 24, 2010 21:54:11 GMT -5
Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on May 24, 2010 21:54:11 GMT -5
Otto finally came in from the porch. He did some more thinking and instead of only smoking one he had smoked two cigarettes. "what was that about honey" asked Jenny as she kissed her husband on the cheek and wrapped around his waist. " Old aquaintence of mine from the UNSC came by...he wanted me to fight one last time to deal with The Rifters". " I agreed because he promised me I could stay in retirement permenatly and I am doing it to protect our children...who knows if we keep waiting what they will do...they could do what they did to Earth here". " I won't be leaving for awhile but I am going to have to get ready soon...bring the armor in the house with the swords, clean and repaint them" His wife stared at him for a moment and then quietly said " I understand" and lead her husband to the bedroom ( )
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