Kathrine Vail
UNSC Celestian Bridge

"Right behind ya, big guy~" came a cheery, albeit filtered response. The voice in question belonged to one Kathrine Vail, clad in her own suit of the eponymous MJOLNIR armor. Intruder class. A classic look with some nice tech under the hood. Kat had gravitated to the angular suit as soon as she'd seen one, and had painted it and her helmet a striking crimson with grey accents. Speaking of her helmet, it too was an iconic design. Mark V, with all the latest firmware and software patches to keep it functioning smoothly with the Gen2 BIOS. Even the VISR had been brought up to modern standards, it's gold-orange sheen a striking contrast to the red of the Titanium armor. Some thought it an archaic design, but most agreed that it was hard to argue with a helmet that had so successfully served in the most grueling of conditions and kept on ticking.

Across her back rested an M395 DMR. A powerful mid to long range rifle, it struck a balance somewhere between the BR-85 and the SRS99-S5. A bit of an unusual weapon for someone who specialised in CQC but ever since Requiem the youthful Spartan-IV had been a bit leery of getting too close to anything forerunner. Not to mention she was still getting fully adjusted to her Dominant hand prosthetic. The advanced robotic limb was practically the most advanced one could get, but it still wasn't -hers-. On her left thigh, held in place by mag strips built into the armor, was an M20 PDW submachine gun. This had been her preferred weapon before her arm had been amputated, and she was still deadly with it. Up close it chewed through shields, armor, and flesh with impunity, and unlike the older M7, was even fairly accurate at range.

She gave Nikolai a subtle nudge to the shoulder as she came up from behind the taller Spartan.