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Post by Court Baron Butters on Aug 22, 2013 18:55:36 GMT -5
"Oh don't get me wrong I think the people up in high command and the owners of this ship are doing fine and whatever they need to do to make me the best medic is what they should do! Lo chimed in to Rasmus Boedker's comment "I really can't complain after all they did give me the newest SPATAN 5 armor" He said pointing at his white MJOLNIR armor "Besides this is what I signed up for it is in my job description of combat medic" Lo said taking off his front heavy scanner helmet.
After pausing for a moment Lo proceeded to introduce himself "Oh by the way my name is Lo Prawfera, and it is incredibly nice to meet you mister uh...What's your name? after pausing for a second to wait for Rasmus' response he mentioned "Oh and I almost forgot this is my absolutely fantastic AI Guillermo Teth, say hi Guillermo!" Lo stated while stroking his brown goatee.
"yeah...ugh, hey" Guillermo said with a sigh, it was very rare for Guillermo to actually transmit his appearance, just like now he was only revealing his voice.
"So uh you going to the rec room then?"
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Post by Zenios on Aug 23, 2013 7:34:27 GMT -5
Well, it seemed this particular Spartan was... animated. Quite the talker, that much was certain. Not that there was anything wrong with that, of course; as long as his mind was on his job when the time came, if needed be. "Nice to meet the two of you," he responded, trying to sneak a word in edgewise. "SPARTAN Rasmus Boedker," Raz introduced himself, just a hint of pride evident in that first word. "Call me Raz, if you like; seems most others do."
As a matter of fact, Raz was going to the rec room... but this being his first day aboard Harsh Winter--or really even a destroyer in general--he wasn't sure of the layout yet. Perhaps meandering towards the place would be more accurate. "Figured I'd head that way, yeah," he replied, running a hand over his close-trimmed hair. "You going there, too?" Raz asked. Perhaps he had a way around not knowing the ship's layout all of a sudden.
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Post by GuardsGhost on Aug 24, 2013 23:15:52 GMT -5
The newest addition to Bravo just sighed, letting the Spartan go about his business. He'd start walking down the hallways again, humming a tune to himself and resisting the urge to pat the wall. He'd pause when he'd reach the two Spartans conversing in the hallway, only getting the tail-end of their conversation.
Already having had enough of Spartan Shenanigans today, he'd attempt to creep past them without being noticed. He tried to walk past casually, not drawing notice.
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Post by Miami on Aug 25, 2013 3:00:32 GMT -5
As the door opened, he saw Omid Washingto walk in before saluting him. He seemed quite nice; ethnicity seemed to be of Earth's Middle Eastern area, but his files say Chicago, United States of America. An immigrant, perhaps.
Lucas leaned back in the chair, looking up at Omid, he seemed too uptight. "I am, Lieutenant Washington." He smiled and gestured for Omid to take a seat. "I take it you are interested in joining Winter Team? I see no other reason why an interview was scheduled with me."
Sicarius knew that Washington was quite a nice guy, "Let me guess, you eat Covenant for breakfast and shit napalm?" He kept on smiling, trying to keep a light mood.
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Post by Yersia on Aug 25, 2013 3:50:01 GMT -5
Omid maintained his rigid positioning but let out an inaudible chuckle beneath his Mark V helmet. He allowed his arm to fall back to his side. So it's gonna be like this, huh.
Omid, sensing the (possibly forced) casual aura in the room, responded cheerily: "I'm glad to make yo' acquaintance, Commander." He was taken by surprise by Commander Sicarius. He had expected a harsher response but his tension was alleviated by the Commander's relaxed undertones.
In the War Games, Sicarius was a killionaire; bullet after bullet pecked off his shields as he gunned down helpless foes and captured points like it was a mere game. Both his thirst for blood and his leadership qualities impressed Omid; he anticipated many successful operations to be made in the Commander's career - he hoped to be a part of them soon.
"I'm offerin' some of the best operator and close-quarters expertise to your crew, Commander," he said, attempting to maintain a serious demeanor. "And no sir, only on Sundays; napalm is bad for my incontinence."
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Post by Salvahkiin on Aug 25, 2013 16:07:58 GMT -5
Johnathan and Erin were eating out at the local Chinese food restaurant, it was a nice aura, and the scenery was much better then the endless confines of space, and metal bulkheads.
"Civilians are staring, UNSC personnel, not so much." Johnathan had already finished his food, but was waiting politely.
"Yeah, but its worth it for getting something that isn't haggis." Erin giggled, and turned her plate in.
Johnathan paid for it, and they headed back to the Winter. And yet again, he waited quietly in her room while she showered.
Eventually, she got out, just in time for Johnathan to leave. As Erin got to the door, she yelled out for him to get back here, drawing attention to the both of them. Then she laid a kiss on his cheek.
Rumors would be flying around for weeks. Especially with Bravo-Five seeing it firsthand.
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Post by Court Baron Butters on Aug 25, 2013 22:20:52 GMT -5
I sure am heading to the Rec room! Lo cheerfully said in response to rasmus' query, he paused for a moment looking around for some form of directory "Man this ship is huge, I gotta tell yeah I was only transferred here recently before I was stationed at harvest for a relief effort... let's just say some of the natives were being attacked by there cattle, had to reattach some guys leg in the middle of a field, It was fun!"
While the two Spartans were making there way over to the rec room, Lo made sure to greet every personnel that walked by the two with a warm "Hello It is wonderful to meet you, have a fantastic day!" each with a large grin on his face, no Spartan could escape the icy grip of Lo heart warming hello not even the skulking ODST.
Oh by the way I have no idea where I am going I was hoping you had some idea, probably should have mentioned that before hand I guess Lo mentioned scratching the back of his head and chuckling.
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Post by Zenios on Aug 27, 2013 13:27:16 GMT -5
In the starkest of contrasts to Lo's friendly and smiling countenance, Raz was a bit more reserved - he generally only offered the passers-by a brief nod, showing a more passive expression in comparison to the smile. Such was his nature: not unfriendly, but not particularly talkative. He was a bit preoccupied trying to remember the ship's layout, anyway - he didn't want to admit he'd gotten lost, if he could help it.
"Oh by the way I have no idea where I am going I was hoping you had some idea, probably should have mentioned that before hand I guess." But, it seemed, mentioning he was lost was unavoidable.
Raz grinned as he responded. "Yeah, well. This is my first day on a destroyer. I figured you knew where you were going, so I figured I'd tag along. Maybe one of your new friends knows?" he asked. It seemed likely that someone would know how to get to the rec room from here.
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Post by GuardsGhost on Aug 27, 2013 18:35:57 GMT -5
Connor froze as the cheerful SPARTANs 'Hello' came to him. "Oh by the way I have no idea where I am going I was hoping you had some idea, probably should have mentioned that before hand I guess." But, it seemed, mentioning he was lost was unavoidable.
"Yeah, well. This is my first day on a destroyer. I figured you knew where you were going, so I figured I'd tag along. Maybe one of your new friends knows?" he asked. The ODST sighed, hearing this and realized that it was his duty as a human being to show his fellow men where they could watch people beat each other up on screen. He turned to the two, offering them a salute. "Spartans. I was on my way to the Rec Room. You're welcome to accompany me if you want. I know the way, and I'm new here myself."He let out an uneasy chuckle, giving that half grin of his to the two. The young troopers black ballistic armor seemed a stark contrast to the grin. "Was the first thing I decided to find on this boat. Figured I should do my duty as a fellow man and show you the way."He winces, remembering the female Spartans almost trampling of him. "er...just, don't trample me, yeah?" |
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Post by Miami on Aug 28, 2013 9:33:06 GMT -5
Lucas smiled at his comment, "Good thing you're not uptight, good to see a man with a sense of humor." He stood up, taking his helmet and walking past Omid. "An Operator, eh? Never seen you do it, but I sure as hell know you can hold your ground." The metal doors hissed and opened as Lucas walked out.
"The best test for you will be a holographic lock, which ONI seem to be using quite often in recent times." Vulkan stated as she appeared like an angel on Lucas' shoulder. Lucas led Omid into a small room, with a large, locked chest in it. Vulkan quickly brought up the lock, a series of circles and curved lines. "I will be working at 80% capacity, Lieutenant Washington. Good luck."
Lucas set a countdown timer, "On average these locks take forty-five minutes to open with an AI equal to 80% of Vulkan protecting them. With a beep, the timer began. "You have thirty."
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Post by Yersia on Aug 29, 2013 2:23:21 GMT -5
"An Operator, eh? Never seen you do it, but I sure as hell know you can hold your ground" Sicarius said.
His A.I., Vulkan, added on angelically: "The best test for you will be a holographic lock, which ONI seem to be using quite often in recent times."
Omid followed the Commander into the small room. Inside, lay wait a metal chest; its lock of holography series. He had encountered some-what similar locks in his time, and it was indeed true that they came into more practical use in recent times. He was familiar with the lock's structure - it was he who had discovered many loopholes in its make; this time was different, though - thanks to Vulkan.
He placed his hand onto the holography and stroked a panel to the side like a door. He waited for the A.I.'s response.
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Post by Salvahkiin on Sept 2, 2013 2:06:51 GMT -5
Bravo-Six grinned, then walked away, most of the eyes were on him, so he went to the Bravo Team's personal room. Bravo-Four was there.
"Heard you was making out with a SPARTAN?"
"Twas just a kiss, Lieutenant, you'll get a kiss one day from your boyfriend."
"Oi. I'm not gay, just selective."
Hazard sighed and fell into bed.
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Erin went straight back to bed, thinking of the rumors that would be flying around, then she thought of Lucas, the way he walked. So proud, so great.
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The Elite walked aboard the Winter, an A.I marking him as a friendly, then he entered and was under guard by four Marines, but his Elite Honor Guard was in tail.
"I wish to speak with your Commander."
Rilarn towered over the marines, who were contacting Lucas straightaway.
"S-sir, theres a visitor in the airlock, h-he wants to speak with you immediately, says it's important."
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Post by Court Baron Butters on Sept 2, 2013 20:09:47 GMT -5
Lo looked at the seemingly friendly ODST continuing to smile and spoke "well that would be just super, thank you soldier!"
He looked at rasmus and noted "I've always been able to rely on the kindness of strangers" Lo's smile grew even greater, "And that's almost gotten us killed on multiple occasions" Guillermo stated with and agitated tone, Lo just laughed and told Guillermo "Always look on the bright side Guillermo, if it hadn't been for the kindness of strangers we wouldn't be on this ship would we?"
"oh yes we've been blessed by being put on a ship where we're constantly harassed by ODST and put through pointless war simulators" Guillermo voiced to Lo, "That's not true of all of them this one seems nice, what is your name by the way?
After the ODST's response Lo would follow both the ODST, and Rasmus he would also make sure to greet every soldier along the way
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Post by Zenios on Sept 5, 2013 11:06:25 GMT -5
Raz turned to regard the ODST, somewhat thankful at the very least that someone had caught wind of their plight and come to the two Spartans' aid. It would have been rather embarrassing indeed to have gotten horribly lost with no help in sight, after all; some support was always nice. He sized the man up quickly: probably about average height for a baseline human, well-practiced half-grin, slight hint of maybe nervousness in his chuckle. Seemed like a pretty nice guy, at least if his willingness to give a couple Spartans a hand was any indication. Raz forgave him his unease; he could see how walking tanks who stood closer to eight feet than seven in their armor tended to be a little intimidating.
He'd always been one of the 'big kids', after all; augmentation and forced puberty hadn't much helped. "er...just, don't trample me, yeah?"
The Spartan grinned. "Try not to trip, huh? Hard to look down in all this armor."
Not that Raz meant to make the ODST more uneasy; he was far more coordinated than that. The augmentations Raz had undergone, the powered armor he wore, tended to translate to almost preternatural agility and coordination and minimal reaction time in addition to strength and durability and hearing pins drop in sandstorms and all that. Sometimes it was just fun to screw with people--okay, most of the time. Playing on that SPARTAN mystique was just an entertaining idea to Rasmus, whether it was acting all mysterious and faceless-soldier-like or just playing on the natural human discomfort with the unknown.
He waited for Lo to finish speaking before he introduced himself. "But, thanks for your help, good sir. I'm Raz." He offered one massive armored paw, because that just seemed like the courteous thing to do. Whether or not the ODST wanted to risk his hand was a different story.
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Post by GuardsGhost on Sept 9, 2013 13:06:24 GMT -5
Connor would nod, rubbing the back of his neck and wincing at the Spartans 'trip' comment, genuinely cautious now. He'd then take the Spartans hand, giving it a shake.
"Well, follow me then..."
He'd lead the two Spartans through the corridors of the ship, practically cringing every time the talkative one said hello to an ODST, and the other Helljumpers would give him odd looks to say the least, as most knew that Connor shared the typical ODST attitude that un-augmented humans were humanity's real defenders.
"See, you take a left here...then a right...and...here we are."
The Helljumper would pause, gesturing at the Rec Room for the two Spartans.
"There's probably War Games going on if you want to watch 'em."
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