[h1]Fireteam Prosperity[/h1]
Amber moved away from the spartan inspecting her wound. 

[color=orchid]”I-I’ll be fine. Besides, we have to go find Amir. Right, Tommy?”[/color]

[color=lime]”Right, we’ll be heading off now. We have to find a few members of our fireteam. Great seeing that there are this many fucking spartans still alive and kicking, though.”[/color]

 As they started to walk away, Amber moved wrong and opened the wound. She yelped in pain. Thomas set down his rifle down as he set on hand on her shoulder. The other held a few inches above the wound as he used his armor ability. She sighed in relief, and threw one of her arms around his shoulder. He helped her up as he grabbed his rifle and they walked away. They walked like that for awhile, her leaning against him. Eventually the stem-cells kicked in and they agreed it was best for her to sleep for a while to allow the mending spray to do its work. As she took off her helmet and laid her head on her arms, Thomas kept watched. Once he heard her breathing even out, he let out a breath he hadn’t known that he was holding.

[color=lime]”Goddamnit!”[/color] Thomas yelled, a decent distance distance from Amber. He punched an armored fist into a tree and heard a resounding crack. [color=lime]”What the hell did we do to deserve this?”[/color]

[color=cadetblue]”Exist, for starters.”[/color]

[color=lime]”Then why the hell doesn’t shit like this ever happened to the damn covies?”[/color]

[color=cadetblue]”Because they have better technology?”[/color] Thomas couldn’t help but laugh. It didn’t take long for the laughter to turn into tears as he removed his helmet and held his head in his hands. After a few minutes crying into his hands, he lifted his tear covered face to the sky.

[color=lime]”Hey, God.”[/color]

Silence.

[color=lime]”You listening?[/color]

Silence.

[color=lime]”Well, I just wanted to let you know that I think you’re an ass hat!”[/color] He shouted. He kicked the same tree he had punched and deepened the dent he had put in it. [color=lime]”Why us? What did we ever do to the universe to get marooned and this godforsaken planet in the ass-crack of the galaxy?”[/color] He leaned his head against the tree and sighed. He stayed like that until he felt a hand on his shoulder.

[color=orchid]”Tommy? You alright?”[/color]

[color=lime]”Not particularly.”[/color]

[color=orchid]”It’s gonna be fine. We’re gonna find Alfarsi and kick the Covies to hell and back.”[/color]

[color=lime]”My god, Adam was right.”[/color]

[color=orchid]”First time I’ve ever heard you say that.[/color] She laughed. [color=orchid]”About what?”[/color]

[color=lime]”You are an awful liar.”[/color]

[color=orchid]”God, you are such an asshole.”[/color] She smiled. [color=orchid]”But, your [i]my[/i] asshole.[/color]

[color=lime]”...”[/color]

[color=orchid]”...”[/color]

[color=lime]”Let’s forget you ever said that.[/color]

[color=orchid]”Agreed.”[/color]

On that note, they laughed as they wandered away from their campsite. They had a spartan to find.