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[center][[b]Time: 06:30 UST Location: UNSC Planetary Space Station Aurora.[/b]][/center]

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[color=ed1c24]"Good morning Aviza, it is currently o-six-thirty universal space time on Friday, June thirteenth. You have four tasks scheduled for today."[/color] The electronic female voice that came from the digital clock upon the small metal desk to the left of her bed informed her. It continued to speak and lay out all she had planned for the day while Aviza became fully conscious. [color=ed1c24]"O-seven hundred is breakfast in the mess, o-eight hundred is live fire practice and obstacle course training..."[/color] Aviza reached out with her left hand and pressed down upon the silence button that was conveniently placed on-top of the digital clock. It immediately fell quiet, leaving the soft and ever constant low hum that originated from the air filter, the now only sound in her room. 

Pushing herself out of bed and letting her feet make contact with the cold metal floor signaled yet another day in her life of being a Spartan. She had lost count of how many times she had sat up in this certain bed, how many years had passed? It did not matter anymore, all that mattered was the day ahead and whatever it held. Wake up, get ready for the day ahead, have breakfast, live fire training and obstacle course, receive daily briefing, meet fellow Spartans upon the planet Teldris and carry out any orders given to them. This had been her life for the last five years on almost a daily basis. There was an odd comfort in doing the same routine day in and day out, even though Aviza found herself wanting to take on more important missions, away from the safety and comfort of Teldris and the UNSC Planetary Space Station Aurora. 

Ten minutes would pass before the door to Aviza's private quarters would shut behind her, locking itself as she left. As a Spartan, she had her own quarters upon the UNSC Planetary Space Station Aurora. The room was not much bigger than a single room apartment but was much more preferred than sharing a room with others. The large hallway that lead out of the space stations living quarters was brightly illuminated, and had a number of other Spartans departing from their private quarters for what was most likely the same destination she had in mind, the mess hall. 

Unlike a ships mess hall, the UNSC Planetary Space Station Aurora was fully stocked and held a number of chefs that could make almost any food you could want to order, that only happened Friday through Sunday though. On any other day, there was a set menu that you had to choose from. Today the mess hall was filled with not only Spartans wearing their black under armor that went underneath their MJOLNIR Powered Assault Armor [GEN2], but also a mix of quite a few UNSC and ONI operatives. This was not a rare sight, what was a rare sight was how many of them there were. It was apparent to Aviza that something big was going on, and she had yet to be informed about it. The thought was pushed from her mind for the moment being, and she made her way over to the line that had neatly formed along side where one could order food.

While waiting for her turn order, Aviza listened in to conversations happening around her to help pass the time, though one caught her attention and held onto it. [color=ed1c24]"It is not like it is hard to miss, the Infinity Class Super-carrier Solares is docked on the other side of the space station, I have seen massive ships before but never have I seen one this size, it is a beast to say the least. I wonder what kind of armament it has on it? More importantly, I wonder why it is here, nothing ever significant enough happens in this sector of space for one of those to show up.[/color] Aviza turned to face the Spartan who was talking, he was a cleanly shaved looking man at least a few years above her own age with blue eyes and a handsome look upon his features. 

[color=00aeef]"My apologies but I could not help overhearing your conversation, did you say there is an actual Infinity Class Super-carrier docked here at the station?"[/color] The handsome Spartan nodded his head at Aviza, who stood at his same height without armor, an oddity for the both of them. [color=ed1c24]"You heard correctly, they do not bring those out here for no reason so something big is happening and we have yet to be let in on as to what that is."[/color] Aviza nodded her head with a look of thought upon her features, [color=00aeef]"No doubt we will be informed sooner than later."[/color] The two broke eye-contact and went back to waiting for their chance to order food, the other Spartan that the handsome one had been talking to earlier, did the same.

When it was finely Aviza's turn to order her breakfast, he mind was no longer on food but now centered around the Infinity Class Super-carrier docked on the other side of the station. [color=ed1c24]"What will you be having this morning, Spartan Aviza?"[/color] Aviza pulled herself back to reality and then ordered what she rarely had, due to how unhealthy it was. "French toast, four slices, four scrambled eggs, four sausage links, four pieces of well cooked bacon, some orange juice and a coffee." the male chef pressed some buttons upon a screen then handed Aviza a small pager like device that she would place upon her table so they would know where to deliver the food once it was ready. 

Finding an empty table that overlooked the viewing window that showed the planet Teldris below, she found herself allowing her mind to wonder once more. Very shortly after, her food was delivered upon a plate, with the two drinks alongside it. A couple other tabled glanced over at her for a moment to see the large amount of food she was about to put down then went along with their own meals and conversations. The planet below them, known as Teldris was much like Earth, and sustained a high population like that of Earth as well, though large parts of it had been turned into military training grounds or other areas of the such. There was an almost constant flow of ships coming to and leaving the planet, or heading out into the vastness of space. 

Reaching down with her right hand to grab her mug of strong and freshly brewed coffee, Aviza found it to be empty, along with the cup that had held orange juice. Her plate had also been complete cleaned, it took her a moment to bring back the thought of putting down all that food. Two people approached her now, one with a thermos of coffee to refill the mug, and one with a data-pad. The woman with the thermos reached her first and poured coffee into her mug. The other woman carrying the data-pad stopped and waited for the waitress to leave before picking up her step once more. Her professional stride and the way she carried herself said a lot about the position she held. Pulling a chair out from across the other side of the table that Aviza sat at, the woman wearing all black saluted the Spartan then took a seat and offered the data-pad to Aviza. 

Upon the top of the data-pad was the ONI symbol, Aviza placed the mug of coffee down before even being able to take a sip of its new contents. The ONI officer took the mug and downed its contents while Aviza read over the data-pads contents, not paying attention to what the other woman was doing. [color=00aeef]"Right now?"[/color] asked Aviza, lifting her gaze to see the ONI operative with the mug of *her* coffee in her hands, drinking its contents. The woman downed the whole contents of the mug in one go before placing it down upon the table and nodding her head with one, swift nod. [color=ed1c24]"Get into your armor and meet us at docking bay [A1-33] Everything else you will need is upon the ship waiting for you."[/color] The woman stood and added, [color=ed1c24]"Thanks for the coffee."[/color] before taking the data-pad from Aviza and vanishing from sight.

Aviza gave herself a few second for what had just happened to fully come soak in before standing up and pushing her chair in, heading for the armory without any hesitation or distraction. On the way there, she went through what she had just read upon the data-pad. She had been hand picked from a number of important officials that could not be named to assist the Infinity Class Super-carrier Solares and her crew on a top-secret mission of utmost importance. She and the other Spartans that had been picked were to move out immediately to the armory, to gear up and then meet at docking bay [A1-33] That docking bay was in ONI territory, and off limits even to her without strict permission and an escort. 

Orders were orders though, so she went and did as she was told. Sure enough, there were crew members waiting to help her get into her GEN2 Mjolnir Powered Assault Armor – [Argus Style Modification] Apparently the captain of the ship wanted them to look their best when they arrived, which was understandable. The armor she had picked out was extremely comfortable and fit her like another set of skin. It interacted directly with her body, allowing her special capabilities giving her a huge advantage upon the field of battle. Due to her preferred route in combat, she had chosen the Argus Style Modification, made by the Watershed Division and also worn by the famous Spartan Linda-058.

With armor equipped and fully geared, she now found herself waiting at docking bay [A1-33] along side two male ONI operatives that stood at either side of the entrance of the ship. They had informed her to please hold her position until all the other Spartans had joined them, then they would be escorted to the deck of the ship to meet Captain Nicholas Young and the ships AI, Nova. She was also informed that the ships AI was extremely advanced and the first time that they saw her, it could quite possibly cause some unease. For the moment though, all there was to do was to wait for the rest of the squad to show up. Until then, her mind could wonder and think about whatever it wanted.