Ares
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Post by Ares on Nov 15, 2010 18:20:31 GMT -5
Obedience slowly forced down the feelings of disgust as the bloody, stinking corpse was removed at Alcolee's barked commands. Once the body had been removed, the weak Prophet forced himself to sit up straight. His skin was still unnaturally paler than usual, and his mouth was twisted ever so slightly in revulsion. But he had to get a straight face on for this. It was important.
"And an honor to be in yours, noble warrior. I hold the deepest respect of the New Covenant's finest example of faith and loyalty..."
Obedience was seriously trying to twist this to his advantage. Maybe Madam 'Alcolee's presence would encourage friendship with the Sangheili... hopefully. A sudden, quiet buzz came from the arm of the Prophet's chair quite suddenly. He cast a half-second glance down to learn that the ship would be exiting slipspace in thirty seconds. The young Hierarch set his Gravity Throne to glide slowly to a spot about three feet away, putting his directly between the other sentients and the clear ray shield... he intended to make this a fun exit.
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Post by Danny on Nov 15, 2010 18:56:56 GMT -5
"Wow, you're right," Anau said, slightly shocked due to the realisation there would be a child in their home soon, "We have much to get ready for, we'll need to prepare a room, child proof the home, shop for supplies... I'll need to build a crib." Anau tried and failed to hold back the smile brought on by the thought of soon being a father. He looked at his wife, and smiled. "Yes, we'll be going home. I think we've had enough of all this."
Ream spied the Prophets notification of the soon arrival at Sanghelios. She gave the Prophet a respectful nod and walked towards the hangars shield doors. This would be the first time she had seen her home since departing for Reach all those years ago.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 15, 2010 19:15:28 GMT -5
Katar finished reciting his family's Battle Poem to calm himself down from the chaos that had happened in this hanger and to restrain himself for supporting the Spartan's decision to kill that brute to defend his mate and simply because he was truly xenophobic towards the brutes.....even if Katar did have a small support for that Spartan's action that fact that he had just put his entire species and potentially the Sangheili aboard this vessel in grave danger. Thankfully a Sangheili and, as much as Katar hated to utter the word anymore,....Prophet had diffused the situation. However they had simply allowed to let this worm get away with it...Katar would not let that stand as this worm needed to be brought to justice for his crimes.
Katar made his way over to the Worm the humans called El-e-as. Since the human was laying on the ground and well these words needed to be said to the worms face he would assist the Demon instanding. Katar grabbed Elias by the throat....the only method he knew how to handle humans.
" Vermin listen to me...before you make me angry and you breathe no more " growled Katar. " You just endangered your entire species....and may of just threatened my species good standings with The Remnants but by some miracle the Gods granted The Remnants have agreed to let you completely off the hook for your actions. I am not saying you HAVE to like the brutes or any of the lifeforms in this room...I am not a huge fan of most of the other lifeforms here outside of my own kind....HOWEVER I am willing to look past my hatred of them as WE ALL NEED TO WORK TOGETHER SO WE ALL CAN SURVIVE....none of us alone can defeat The Rifters nor The Parasite....so the next time you plan on doing something that idiot stop and use the interal organ you refer as to the brain and think " Hey what are the potential consequences if I kill one of my allies " "
Katar let out a snarl and placed the human back on the ground....seeing as this one had quite a temper and it's mate appeared to share this creatures tendency for violence he prepared himself for the worst.
*** Elias regained his breathe and just sat there in shook unsure what to do get into more trouble and sock the Councilor or just ignore him. He choose the latter as well he had already angered one group of aliens today no need to get a spilt-jaw who already hated him even more angry....despite the age of this spilt-jaw it was still quite deadly and agile. " Yeah sure whatever " mumbled Elias.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Nov 15, 2010 19:55:54 GMT -5
Russ looked at her. Socializing? Now? Oh well, he might die here. To be frank, he had nothing left right now except for humanity.
Being careful so not to crush her hand he extended a MJOLNIR-clad hand. "Russell-984," he replied in a friendly manner.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 15, 2010 23:27:11 GMT -5
" Nice to meet you Russ " replied Bella shaking the armored glove of the Spartan named Russ. She was unsure of what to say next as well he seemed like he would have a conversation with her but...it had been so long she really talked to anyone....about anything.
" Well I guess I should explain why I fainted and everything before that see.....I am afraid of Hunters.....one hurt me reaaally bad....I don't even know how I am alive today but well....it left me a nasty scar " said Bella lifting the side of her shirt up reveal the scar that ran from her hip to a few center meters below her breasts.
(OOC No she just did not whip them out her shirt is still covering them calm down everyone)
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Post by Sparty McFly on Nov 16, 2010 15:58:42 GMT -5
(OoC: Why are you getting so damn protective.)
Russ was evidently shocked by the large scar along her. His jaw dropped - he completely ignored the probably present underboob (he didn't really know at that point) because he was paying attention to the scar. He would have contested Bella's statement as complete bullshit, but the gash provided enough evidence.
After several seconds, he spoke. "Just... holy f**king batshit.... surviving a CQC Hunter strike? That's impossible... however the hell you survived, you're one lucky woman. I'll give you that."
He was secretly glad inside - he finally had someone he could chat with. Beat repetitively unloading and loading his weapon while seething with anger at the Brutes.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 16, 2010 16:37:16 GMT -5
((OOC Because when I don't get protective or clear things up false assumptions are made ))
Bella lowered her shirt to hide her scar from view she did not want to see it...and Russell did not
" Well I am obviously here talking to you telling my somehow "lucky" survival against a Hunter...maybe I should be happy that I am still alive but well why does a saving of my life always require another person to die " she started off jokingly but it took a hint of seriousness and sadness.
" Crap I just ruined this conversation....quick think of something to save it.....anything " thought Bella mentally face palming herself repeatedly.
" your eyes...are nice " she blurted out as that was the first thing that came to her mind his eyes right now the only human thing she could connect to this man. A blush formed over her face...she was such an idiot....things might of been ok after that awkward silence but now she probably officially ruined the conversation she was having with this Spartan.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Nov 16, 2010 16:40:27 GMT -5
Russ was slightly taken aback. She called his eyes "nice." He hadn't recieved a compliment in who knows how god damned long. His eyes were dark green... they looked feral-ish. And she called them NICE. He actually smiled under his Hayabusa - he was glad somebody had complimented him on something OTHER than that great shot or explosion or military job.
He humbly said, "Thank you." Then he noticed the blush... but he didn't mind. She gave him a compliment... nevermind the fact it was a girl. A non-military COMPLIMENT.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 16, 2010 17:15:16 GMT -5
" No problem " she said with a smile glad she had apprently cheered him up.
" Can you take your helmet off....I want to the man behind the armor....I know there is one in there somewhere.....this must sound so weird just please do it....I don't like thinking of fellow Spartans as killing machines because there is more to us than violence....Oh no it is not because you give off the vibe of being this souless...heartless murder....just that well sometimes it is hard to get rid of stereotypes "
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Post by Sparty McFly on Nov 16, 2010 17:43:25 GMT -5
He shrugged. "I think I may be the only SPARTAN who socializes at all. Hell, I'm probably the only one who resists the damn stereotype."
He promptly undid the magnetic seals and pulled off his Hayabusa helmet.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 16, 2010 18:25:29 GMT -5
" Very.....nice " commented Bella once he had off his helmet. Ok so nice was an understatement he looked amazing. She simply stared and studied his face. If this was a cartoon she would of been drooling.
" What about me Bella....don't you remember me Bells? Really the next hunk of meat you see you start drooling over...I thought we had something special "
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Post by Sparty McFly on Nov 16, 2010 19:17:38 GMT -5
After a few minutes, he promptly flashed a smile. "Had too little of my face yet or is there something else you wanna talk about? Anything's better than nothing."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Nov 16, 2010 21:37:01 GMT -5
" You seemed a bit angry and tense before what was that about...and why did you help me" asked Bella.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Nov 16, 2010 21:51:32 GMT -5
Russ was quick to respond. "One, back on Reach I was forced to watch and listen to my squad get tortured and torn apart by a pack of those apes. Second, we need every SPARTAN we can get. Plus, you looked a bit uncomfortable."
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Post by IndigoWolf on Nov 16, 2010 22:22:18 GMT -5
Zarra smiled even more, seeing the joy in her mate's eyes. "I should sew together a few outfits," she murmured thoughtfully, "I love helping you while you build things as well. You would think they trained you to be a carpenter as much as a warrior, you're a wonder at it."
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