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Open to Spartans/people at base.

Jan 11, 2011 22:52

who ; All the UNSC people.
what ; Meeeeeeetings about important things.
where ; Spartan base.
when ; 1-10-2011
warning(s) ; I don't think so? This does spread out over a while, though.
( Log times. )

black-one, noble six, cortana, noble four | (au), noble one, noble three

Comments 81

qcksilverspear January 12 2011, 07:31:51 UTC

[It was all a matter of timing.]

[She'd had a couple days to rest, and although her head seemed to be one massive headache, it was becoming more tolerable, for the most part. The Spartans were holding some big meeting elsewhere in the base, and Jack had just stepped out to use the bathroom.]

[7 waited until he was out of sight, and then one cautionary moment longer, before slipping carefully out of bed and changing into her clothes, still laden with blood and debris, and then crept to the doorway and peeked into the hall. Empty.]

[Moving slowly, so she didn't upset her head, and lightly, so she didn't alert anyone, she made her way towards where she guessed an exit would be. She had to find some way to warn Sarah, and she wasn't going to risk the network, and she wasn't going to risk Jack.]

[She'd never paid any mind to risking herself before, why should now be any different?]

[She paused as she reached the entryway to the kitchen, glancing a peek in before pulling quickly back; someone was there.]

Sometime while super secret spartan party is happening | 1/2? york/7/delta (?) howkickassiam January 12 2011, 07:45:48 UTC

[ He'd stepped out to get something to drink; Tucker had a direct feed and honestly, a few of them rubbed him the wrong way, so the best bet to keep from saying something stupid was to just not stick around the place right then.

sliding out with a murmured excuse, he wanders to the kitchen and kind of rolls his eyes; doesn't look like they use it much.

A glass of water and he's leaning against the counter, lips quirking up when someone wanders in behind him, in his blind spot. ]

Hey, you get bored with--

[ oh.

York tips his head, blinking at the exit. ]

Hello?

alaspooryork January 12 2011, 15:28:06 UTC

[Delta is of course remotely monitoring the discussion, but his first priority is as it always had been, and so he's there with York perched on the counter and giving a dim green glow to the room.

IFF scan indicates non-UNSC personnel, he silently informs York.]

qcksilverspear January 12 2011, 17:13:57 UTC

[In her current desperate state, she didn't recognize the voice, instead remaining quiet for a moment, holding her breath and hoping he'd just think it was the cat or something, before taking the chance to dart across the doorway in an attempt to continue down the hall unnoticed.]

[Running turned out to be a very bad idea, her head flaring with every step, causing her to miscalculate and slam into an ammunitions locker. She winces, closing her eyes to the pain, and pushed off from the locker. The movement pitched her awkwardly across the hall. She threw an arm out to catch herself, feeling lightheaded and dizzy now on top of everything else. It was too much, too soon, but that didn't stop her from trying to make it further down the hall in a pained, almost drunken manner.]

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evaskullface January 13 2011, 02:07:54 UTC

As the meeting is getting ready to Start, Emile is, as usual, on the door. They were going to be discussing sensitive information here, and he needed to make sure nobody was getting in that shouldn't be here.

And if it was one of those other UNSC guys, like the one with the damn alien baby? They could walk by Emile and see he meant business.

mymothersshadow January 13 2011, 02:29:50 UTC

It was possible that before he heard the "Hello, Noble Four", Emile would see her coming. Her current system, the Forerunner Monitor, was almost entirely similar to the only other Monitor on the station with the single difference that her eye was blue, rather than red.

"Can I assume everyone is already gathered?" She asked as she came to a stop, emitting a soft blue glow.

evaskullface January 13 2011, 02:31:47 UTC

Oh fuck no. This was about how to fight these damn things, and Emile sure as hell wasn't going to let one in.

"Get the hell out!" he shouted, firing at point-blank range with his shotgun.

mymothersshadow January 13 2011, 02:35:42 UTC

"GAH!" Cortana screamed, rocking backwards, an energy shield not entirely dissimilar to the MJLONIR's appearing as it deflected the buckshot from Emile's signature weapon. "My eye! Are you trying to blind me?!" She exclaimed, her hologram broadcasting from the eye, turning from blue to bright red.

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oneliners January 14 2011, 01:03:14 UTC

One, luckily, missed the whole Cortana shooting business. She was still uncomfortable taking off her helmet even around her fellow Spartans -- they weren't her Spartans for the most part -- and she steps into the meeting area fully clad in armor.

She doesn't join Carter on the couch, and instead chooses a corner that was not entirely secluded from the rest of the room, but enough away from the others that she had a nice personal space bubble filled up. One's social skills, even for a woman trained to be a leader, were still considerably lacking and she wasn't entirely prepared to give this briefing.

blacktwo January 15 2011, 17:50:41 UTC

She had arrived shortly after her teammate, and came dressed for the occasions. Matching tuxedos at around a thousand pounds but surprisingly light on their feet. Effective for slinking over to your boss' side with hardly an noise.

"You know the walls are already built with a support structure, ma'am. No need to help them in that endeavor."

Black-Two, unlike her superior, had grown more accustomed to life outside of Black Team. From Two's perspective, this may have been because she wasn't the one in charge no matter what the circumstance. Evie had gone from top dog to bottom of the totem pole overnight. Two sympathized, though best she could do was fail at jokes.

oneliners January 15 2011, 22:40:10 UTC

One lifts her head as Two approaches, automatically shifting to make room for her, and then resettles. She crosses her arms across her chest, tilts her head in a way that communicates vague amusement. Sacrosanct had been a little rough on her; going from a respected leader to a grunt soldier was never easy. It was a bit different when it was just her and Jorge, but now as their ranks swell, she feels a little more isolated and distant.

"Was just testing to see how sturdy it is, Two. I see you're deciding to help anyway."

She nudges her sister playfully, then rolls right into business.

"Two, I'm going to need you to help fill in some details on what happened on that moon."

blacktwo January 15 2011, 23:53:30 UTC

Two nudges back before the serious business nature of the situation takes over. Two leans her head back against the wall, arms crossed much like One's as she looks as contemplative as much as a helmet can emote.

"Hmm, I can share with Carter and the others what I know, but we both know how asleep at the wheel I was up until a certain point. Any specific we're fishing for?"

Two tensed through her armor, evident by the tighter grip she had on her arms crossed tight over her chest, "Dammit, this would have gone so much more smoothly if we were up to full strength. Dammit.."

Thread 11

bluh bluh sorry this took so long mymothersshadow January 20 2011, 01:52:52 UTC

Once everybody had been gathered within the Spartan base (or at least, everybody Cortana had seen consult with Carter on his post), and hopefully, after she'd been able to introduce herself properly without getting shot at again, Cortana started her presentation.

She started with broadcasting a simple hologram of several humanoid aliens. "These are the Forerunners. In order to even begin to understand the Monitors, you have to understand them first ( ... )