Spartan-777
O.D.S.T. Major
The Violent Cartographer.
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Post by Spartan-777 on Dec 30, 2010 0:51:50 GMT -5
Darman let out a small sigh. Supposedly they were some of the finest the UNSC had to offer... the war must have had a bigger impact than he had originally expected. He strapped into one of the rear harnesses, well away from the other occupants of the dropship. As he buckled himself in, he cast a final glance around, settling in for the trip ahead. Maybe he could grab a nap along the way...
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Dec 30, 2010 0:57:56 GMT -5
Lebron reluctantly let go of the hug.
"more where that came from....I am sorry ya'll but I just love huggin people...just a warning ya'll but anyways tell me what happened after Reach....it looks like we got time to at least start"
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Post by Danny on Dec 30, 2010 4:33:35 GMT -5
"What the f**k are you supposed to be?" Jack asked, nudging Lebron in the shoulder as he walked past to join Darman, "Ya'll."
Ream stood outside on the hangar floor as the appropriate Phantoms loaded up. The Prophets pieces were moving, and she was worried about what he had planned. She was even worried about what she had planned herself. The Sangheili that ruined her was alive, he was in fact standing right in front of her just moments ago. Anau Nadumee. She had to make him suffer. She looked into the open Phantom and saw him standing with his wife. His pregnant wife.
She twitched her upper right mandible while looking up at the couple, and then turned to leave.
(OoC: Let's get on with it.)
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Post by Sparty McFly on Dec 30, 2010 11:39:21 GMT -5
Russ started his tale. "Well... we lost Reach. But then the Elites were, for lack of a better word, kicked out of the Covenant. So they joined us, having nowhere else to go, all because their Arbiter found out that The Great Journey was bullshit. So we managed to fight the Covenant off at the Ark and we won the war at Earth. Africa was turned to glass to stop the flood. But then the Rifters came and they nuked Earth into an inhospitable wasteland. There wasn't even time to evac. Or prepare. Billions and billions of sentient beings, dead within 20 seconds or the pizza's free. We were forced to Sangheilios while the Rifters, the Forerunner rejects they are, continue gallavanting throughout the galaxy."
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Dec 30, 2010 15:32:02 GMT -5
Ashlynn grinned at the blushing pilot. "I'm flattered, really." she laughed. "But," she began to pull Lachlan even more aside. When she thought it was safe, she started. "What would you say if I tole you that you were under the eternal protection of a Spartan program because of your fiancé?"
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Post by Danny on Dec 30, 2010 16:21:30 GMT -5
"I'd say you're crazy 'cause she's dead," Lachlan replied with an awkward chuckle, "Why would I be protected by a Spartan program because I failed at protecting Claire?"
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Dec 30, 2010 16:26:18 GMT -5
Ashlynn frowned for a split second and stared at the floor, only looking back at him after a moment. "There was nothing you could do. It wasen't your fault. Don't ever be burdenned by something that was innevitable." she said, thinking back to HanatarĂ´ on the Spirit of Fire mission. She felt his pain, even if he was trying to hide it. "The Dance of Aurora is comming into allied space soon to pick me up. Tell me, Lachlan Church. Will you join me? Will you help us? For Claire's sake?"
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Post by Danny on Dec 30, 2010 16:50:12 GMT -5
"I still don't get what this has to do with Claire," Lachlan replied with a shake of the head, "What abo-"
"I do," Kelly said, fizzling onto Lachlan's shoulder, "She was working with ONI on Fade to Black, I still have a lot of the original files. Your pal Mitch was part of the program, I guess that has something to do with it,"
"She never told me about her work," Lachlan said to Kelly.
"She didn't tell me either, she created me while working on the program."
Lachlan looked to the ground in thought, and then back up to Ashlynn, "If I come with you, you can take me to someone who knew her, or her work? I have some questions."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Dec 31, 2010 1:09:55 GMT -5
"fascinating....I have so many questions...but no now is not that time I need to get to command...or ONI right away I have much to share during my capture...and a new suit of armor to beg for had to destroy my old pair before I got captured....barely had the time" said Lebron.
"However...I fear I may need to see a shrink first I saw a lot of things happen there that I ain't ever gonna unsee again. Don't worry I am stable ya'll "
He accessed the his Datapad and typed in the long encryption code that used several human languages, mathematical algorithms , and some Covenant. He began looking up information about all the people here in this Phantom. Names bah he did not need names just their service numbers and such.
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Ares
O.D.S.T. Major
Admin
God's out on business. Whaddya need?
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Post by Ares on Jan 1, 2011 3:15:24 GMT -5
((ooc/ beginning withdrawal, then )) Zaku glanced around, and noted that all Sangheili were in fact aboard. Anau 'Nadum, Zarra 'Yairum, Katar 'Yamos, himself, and his 12 surviving Spec-Ops Sangheili. Not wishing to waste any more time on this horrible vessel, the hulking Elite signalled to the pilot to begin the warmup. The Sangheili in question nodded, and moved into the cockpit to start up the Phantom. Almost off this accursed vessel...
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Post by Danny on Jan 1, 2011 16:48:17 GMT -5
With the Elites Phantom powering up, the Humans one did the same. The troop transport hovered off the hangar bay floor and moved towards the energy shield doors. Outside the pilot and crew could see the Frigate One Stone pulling up along side the carrier. With that, it powered its engines and took off into space, heading towards the Frigate.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 1, 2011 23:27:32 GMT -5
" Ron, Fred get over here now " cooed Charlotte from her post at the head of a large metal table. The table had knife marks all over it and in fact now it had a trio of combat knives stabbed into it.
Two O.D.S.T.'s came bumbling in the room nearly tripping as they entered. " you wanted to see us Madam Inquisitor " asked Ron.
" no I just called you because I felt like it.....of course I wanted to see you halfwit " growled Charlotte as she tossed a knife at the O.D.S.T. and had it graze over his right shoulder. This man was lucky as normally she would aim to kill or harm a lot more.
" sorry ma'am....what do you require....our assistance for...and I must...say it is quite the honor you chose us...Madam..Inquisitor " got out the solider clearly in pain.
She ripped another knife out of her table. " we have some new guests arriving. Reports are coming in left in life how embarrassing and out of line they are so I will personally be paying these Spartans and Troopers a visit. Your just with me because despite the fact that these Spartan's are complete and utter embarrassments they are quite deadly...I want you there just to stand there and say nothing and do what I SAY..WHEN I say it got it....good glad to here. Outside now then when I come out of here you follow me. "
The red-haired Spartan but her helmet back on and plucked the last knife she had in the table and place it with her other available knife back in their places on her armor. She ripped her last remaining knife from the wall, picked up her gravity hammer and assault rifle and made her way out the door.
" let's move " commanded Charlotte as she whistled and snapped her fingers to get the troopers to come with her to the hanger. She grabbed a seat on a crate and waited for the Phantom containing the losers to arrive.
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Post by Danny on Jan 1, 2011 23:36:15 GMT -5
The Phantom had arrived in One Stone's hangar bay, being met by armed personnel to make sure this wasn't some Covenant trick. The craft opened up and revealed its human passengers, who promptly left the Covenant vehicle for at least a Human controled one.
With everyone on the hangar floor, a single crewman approached the group. "Commander Strauss (OoC: Sorry if I got the name wrong, Specs), you're needed on the bridge for debriefing. Everyone else, wait here."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jan 2, 2011 1:35:24 GMT -5
((OOC You got it right ))
" alright I am on my way then " said Otto before departing the group to go to the hanger. ***
A Spartan clad in silver armor still wearing the old Mark V helmet approached the group. Flanked by a pair of O.D.S.T's big ones. It approached the group with the O.D.S.T.'s loyally trailing it.
" Spartans...troopers " it greeted a tad coldly. The Spartan paused for a moment.
" Charlotte-066 Office of Navel Intelligence " she began.
" Glad your back so you can stop embarrassing humanity and the Spartan program. If you were not Spartan's well my job dealing with you would be a lot different ". She twirled a combat knife through her fingers. " Where to start...well how about a report of friendly fire....and then another attempt on friendly fire on your own race, filthy words of treason or hatred of the fine insutution that is the United Nations Space Command and The Office of Navel Intelligence , potential friendly fire to end friendly fire, uniform violations, and worst of all failure to represent humanity properly ".
She walked around the group of Spartans and the few "normal" humans.
She approached Bella first. " Button up we don't want you prancing around like some common prostitute do we now. And that clothing is not regulation the skirt is too short as well as your top is too revealing. Plus you should of been in your Mjolner armor Mrs. Covergirl. "
Her next target was Elias. " seems you have been separated from your wolfpack how tragic. But one actual account of friendly fire and then multiple other..possibly another non-fatal incident. Not to mention talk of treason Mr. Elias. You are going to require a lot of work. And oh poor baby you hurt your leg. Do you have to put you back into the old fashion rehabilitation or are you willing to fall inline without the use of torture. Your call I will gladly do either.
Next on her chopping Block was Lyra. " If my reports are accurate then you must have a pair of balls lady. Friendly fire on a Spartan. Your not a Spartan so you should fry but unfortunately command wants you alive so consider yourself lucky bitch ". She finished her round with her by depolarizing her visor and spitting her the troopers face before re polarizing it.
Lebron was the next victim of her abuse. " So you came back despite the fact that we did not want you back. You possibly angered our allies further by escaping from their rightful ownership, and you have lost your Mjolner armor it appears. Not to mention this is a dress code violation ". The Spartan tugged on the tarp that Spartan was wearing. " I suppose since your here that you may be called for briefing and intel from your stay with the Covenant. Or you might just be going back to your friends in the Covenant. "
Those were the main violators and well the others were not worth her time...yet.
" Ron get Mrs. Whore here a proper uniform if she choses to not be in her Mjolner armor and then get Mr. Escapee here his own uniform " snapped the Spartan addressing an O.D.S.T.
" Again I am Spartan Inquisitor Charlotte-066 and I will be serving with you sorry pieces of shit until further notice. Enjoy I am sure will be bestest friends" said Charlotte in a obviously sarcastic and over the top peppy manor.
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Post by Danny on Jan 2, 2011 4:00:37 GMT -5
Jack felt the need to shake this womans hand, but instead of possibly pissing her off even further, he simply look to Darman with a grin under his helmet, "I like her, I like her a lot."
Lachlan simply stood in shock, smirked, and then said aloud with a plainly obvious sarcastic tone, "Well, thank f**k Chandler was reincarnated, I was starting to miss him."
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