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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙. 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚜. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝙲𝚘𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎'𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘. "𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚁-𝟻𝟻. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚢.

"𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘-𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗." 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝. 𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗-𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

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The two were the first of the group to make it to the Mammoth with their impressive running skills and meeting them halfway, they went to jump on the turrets like they planned to do so from the start and they began to fire on the rest of the robots when the Mammoth did finally arrive at to the group. Corpsing a few without too much remorse, the two went down to the cargo bay where they met up with the squads. Roy lacked behind as Cohen dragged over the Elite's Carbine, handing it back completely emptied of ammo. "Thanks." She said as she passed the extra weight off her person, returning to her BR-55. Roy hanged back behind his escort as they walked into the cargo bay.

"We're minto-pinto, Spartan." The place was massive and Elna quickly found a seat for herself on one of the seats attached to the Mammoth, Roy soon followed. The sentinels were a problem in numbers, but the group had the firepower to deal with them but the problem had come and gone and the mission could be continued without too many problems at hand. Sure they ran off to grab the Mammoth, but they were too far gone to turn back at that point. Neither were too concerned, so it appeared. It was a one-off move, regardless both remained mission-focused. Atleast there was safety in the Mammoth, for now.

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𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗. "𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝' 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚙. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍, 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚐.

"𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚠𝚘 - 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙." 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝙾𝙽𝙸 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢.

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While the desperate Spartan called out for the group to return, they were probably almost half way to the Mammoth before the call to return was heard. Roy tried to turn around, but Elna grabbed him by the wrist to prevent his return. "We're too far out." She growled before pushing the man back in the 'right' direction. They were too far gone to return to the beam spurting bastards only to be gassed and probably just to jump back on the Mammoth. The call from some no name marines came through, they'd try to come pick them up. Though a plateau had them delayed, upon seeing them move around the Plateau the pair adjusted their course. They would probably meet them half way, jump on and jump on one of those emplacements aboard and mow down some robot slag.

"Mammoth, expect to pickup two - we'll meet you halfway before the group." Elna radioed in, and ahead so they weren't turned into squishy ONI pancakes. They would jump on and hitch a ride back into the fight, if there are no complications that thump along the way.

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So sad.

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𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝟽 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜, 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚢 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑.

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Elna briefly looked over the carbine before the battle followed them, the sentinels nearing the group as the fire team open fired on them. This was the first time fighting a sentinel outside the sim for the both of them, but Roy took the initiative and open fired on a nearby one with his M7 popping it shields before Elna followed up with shots from the carbine, scrapping it without too much hesitation. Though they started to peel back towards the Mammoth, it was in their best interest to follow the order of the unimpressed Spartan. If the two could get to the Mammoth first they could provide more fire support than with their small arms, so they began to peel back towards the vehicle with haste. Taking shots at sentinels near them in unison, overwhelming any sneaky Forerunner junkbots where applicable. Though, both Roy and Elna were considerably lighter then the hunkier Hunter or Spartans, albeit a little weaker.

They began to inch back to the Mammoth.

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖 - Cyberpunk Political Intrigue Roleplay

Daily reminder, dont trust the anprims.

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝. 𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝙾𝙽𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢? 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝' 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚐𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛.

𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙱𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝙼𝟽 𝚂𝙼𝙶 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚁-𝟻𝟻. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜, 𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝙾 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏, 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚁𝚢𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎-𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝. 𝚅𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛. "𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗, 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛.

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The outcome of the simulation didn't matter, it would remain between the two for the rest of the time like some kind of blood pact. Running the sim together was fun, at least for the two of them. The rest of the team didn't seem to think the training was important, at least at the start. ONI never really mixed with Spartans and definitely with the split lips. It didn't matter though, people would come around, would they? Those were some on the things on Elna's mind while Roy on the other hand analyzed the situation. Wars are fought on the desk of politicians, as long as they are happy in the end that' all that matters. Though, for the rest of the soldiers on the battlefield, it was a different story. It was a matter of survival, you had to make decisions in and instant. After the call was made the two prepared in their own ways, gearing up and rendezvousing at the hangar.

Elna and Roy just nodded their heads on mass to the Major's orders, not like drones but they knew the schtick. Though they kept their chatter to a minimum they could chat back in the mess or when they were dead. Boarding the pelican was a small feat in the grand scheme of things to come. Though Roy didn't know much in terms of anything about who these Spartans particularly were he trusted that they would pull through on the mission, the man only carried a M7 SMG while his counterpart was suited to dive into hell with her BR-55. She kept it in between her legs, aiming to the sky as she eyed the PO before her gaze turned to the others before focusing back on her target. Roy just sat strapped in as they took off, remaining quiet as the Spartans barked to each other. Things didn't feel right.

The pelican went down as fast it was put up in the air, the two braced. Elna more confident in her ship crashing survival skills than the spook, though Ryker would be the one to double-check if they were secured or not. The landing was rough but not something they had not survived before. Elna was one of the few to exit the pelician, they didn't crash too badly but it was obvious they would be in hot water first. Vael spoke about passing off his carbine which Elna went over to beg for. "I could use that." She said holding her hand out for the weapon, Roy crawling out of the crash just soon after.

Fight the urge. Don't give in. Stay human. [TEASER]

I msged you on the cord dude.

Fight the urge. Don't give in. Stay human. [TEASER]

Lewd... Ultra

The Inheritance Game: A Complicated Family Roleplay with a Mystery Twist

Becoming fat: It's complicated.

A L I E N : Tales from the Frontier

Me, waiting on OOC.