[center][img]https://www.pngkey.com/png/full/391-3919368_file-unsc-symbol-logo-halo-wars-the-great.png[/img][/center] [center][h2]UNSC [i]Unbroken Hope[/i][/h2][/center] [h3]1230 Hours, April 19th 2550 (Military Calendar) / Unknown system, Unknown sector.[/h3] --------------------- Team Omicron / [i]Immaculate Ageis[/i] Hangar / Interacting with: [@EliteCommander] --------------------- As the team accompanied the ONI Researcher from the Hangar to their destination, Issac practically had a field day absorbing all this new information. So many unknowns, but all of this occurring in just two years? It felt improbable- almost impossible. As the team walked alongside O'Connell, Kendra permitted Issac to speak through the external speakers of the helmet. "Seriously? That's...-Admiral Oliver- we came from 2550. I vaguely recall your crew coming in post-war some years later, though I'm not sure what year. You're telling me that the Sangheili have mostly become tolerant of us when the Covenant... What happened to them, exactly?" Issac was overwhelmed just as much as he sounded. "Was it something to do with the Forerunners and these uh, Halo Arrays?" One of the other Spartans, the one just behind Kendra with the tag of '111', spoke up to the Doctor. "You'll have to excuse him, he's a little slow on the uptake. Forgive my intrusion, Ma'am, but you said something about reverse-engineering Covenant technology. Is that what we're needed for here?" With Adam being the more sociable of the team, Kendra figured he and Issac would do the talking. She could tell that the other members were cautious while in the ship, ready for combat if any of the aliens tried opening fire. Hopefully, it wouldn't come to that. Security Team One, Mark Bradford, Marcus Oliver / [i]Unbroken Hope[/i] Engineering / Interacting with: [@Sep] Marcus was the first to speak up. "Understood; I'll be in contact with them following the installation. In the meantime, what would you have us do to prepare for the upgrade?" At any rate, he'd suspected the Unbroken Hope would either have to move closer to the Daedalus, or closer to that rectangular construction facility. --------------------- Sentinel 1-1 / [i]Jedi Temple[/i] / Interacting with: [@Sep] --------------------- Leon's visor polarized into a dark blue as a form of acknowledgement to the objectives as he reached out and took the pad; fiddling with it before quickly passing it back to his team to inspect as he prepared to breach the door. "Didn't work for me. You said it requires a gene to function? Best we have are VISR's with motion trackers." Leon glanced back to his team, and found them rather humorously tapping, gently shaking and flipping the tablet like device over to try and figure out a way to interface with it. With all members quickly giving up, they proceeded to hand the device back to Leon- who passed it back to the armored man. "No joy; can't get it to work." He half whispered. When the man retook the pad, Leon silently moved upward to the service hatch door; leading into the facility with weapons drawn forward. When the team of five filed out into the facility, they fanned out into a wedge formation; adopting into a low crouch as they scanned the area around them. Low-light mode would be useful, as outlines of targets and the environment would make things markedly easier for the team to complete their objectives. "Sentinel 1-1, in position."