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 Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 12:40 pm
Justin S-112 
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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Spartan-112 stood on the bridge and was thinking about how to take action against the Innie fleet when Spartans 137, 005, and 029 stepped off the elevator on to the bridge, with James walking up and handing him Tron's data chip, Justin plugged him into the holo pedestal on the bridge and said "Tron can you get this tub moving and fighting?" The A.I. stood there for a moment before saying "Engines, Communications, Navigation, and Firing control are now back under our control Captain." Justin sighed and said "Lieutenant Jackson take navigation, James, you're on fire control, Randall, you're on engines, Joshua you are on comms, Carris, you have the bridge I need to interrogate that rogue Spartan on the whereabouts of the crew." He left the bridge and raised Vinh and Isaac on his TEAMCOM "Vinh, Isaac do not let anyone near that rogue Spartan till I get there that includes Commander Sinclair copy?" The two Spartans said back into his helmet "Copy sir." Spartan-112 now sped to medical storage bay 2 to get a compound that would force their detainees to tell them the truth.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 1:52 pm
 Name- Nico Kalazitdis
Sex- Female
Age- 23
Rank-
Branch- Marines
Class- Rifleman
Combat specialty- Recon Ah my name is Nico. Nico Kalazitdis, "Sorry i didn't give it to you before I'm to get promoted so i can get back with my old squad we all kind of owe each other it'. She gave a small chuckle before talking again. "I was a PFC and then i got demoted. I shot the commanding officer because he wanted us to assault a Sangheili depot that was 3 kilo's away from our position. I don't regret it and if you have something to say about it you can eat s**t and die. She reached over and put a tight grip on her rifle. The spartan didn't answer so she guessed that they had no wounded or killed so they would be only going there now as engineers or they would turn back.
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Mournful Temptation Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 10:26 pm
Sinclair was walking down the corridor with the other spartans. They insisted they come along due to orders. He wasn't suprised. He turned towards the corridor towards the brig an heard the spartans speak up telling him that the mess was the other direction. Before they could finish, they heard a comms transmission. they turned a little for privacy. Sinclair kneeled down and pretended he was tieing his shoes. Curtis intercepted the communication and cloned it to Sinclair's ear piece. As he was messing with his shoe lace, he pulled out a small, strange looking pistol and its silencer. He screwed it on then stood up with his hands and pistol behind his back. He sighed with saddness and a hint of anger. He pulled out the pistol and fired the second they both said "yes sir." They both hit the ground, darts sticking out of the c***k of their armor. Sinclair looked at his pistol and sighed again. He looked up, "We clear?" Curtis spoke in his ear piece, "All sensors, from cameras to heat signatures, are off for a routine reset. They will remain off for the next 30 seconds." Sinclair nodded and made his way to the brig.
He arrived to the brig, but stayed behind a corner. There were the elites to worry about now. Curtis was keeping him the dark at least, but the knock out darts won't work on the spot against Alien muscle. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Curtis, how's your ventriliquisim?" The AI made a sound that could have been either a scoff or a chuckle, "I was planning on entering the ONI talent show." Sinclair was expecting him to immitate the captain, but heard a loud roar, along with a few gruff grunts. He recognised it as Brute language. The Elites heard it and ran torwards the sound. He watched them run passed... but no ship master... Sinclair sighed and ran to the brig door. Curtis activated the lock and let him in. He walked through the door and it closed behind him with a few heavy thunks of the locks sliding in place. Sinclair had his hands behind his back and looked into one of the cells, "Hello, Sophia."
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 5:39 am
Justin S-112
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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Spartan-112 had walked up to Vinh and Isaac laying unconscious the floor and pulled the darts from their necks and then double timed it to the brig, seeing the commander interrogate the rogue Spartan, Justin in a lightning quick move disarmed the commander relieved him of his AI and then tossed him in another cell and locked down Sophia's cell as well, "You attacked my men, why? You know what I don't care you're in here because you know the penalty for interference with a Spartan deployment." He closed the cell door and said, "Tron lock down his cell I don't want his AI fragment to be able to spring him." He said so as Vin and his Sangheili walked back into the room growling about how they'd been deceived. Justin looked at the AI data chip that he'd taken from the commander and considered crushing it in his hands before turning to the other cell he then looked at Vin and his men "Can you make sure he does not escape?" They nodded and Vin and his men took up positions around the doors to his cell and the exits to the brig. Justin paged Viktor on the TEAMCOM. "Viktor can you check on Vinh and Isaac down on deck 4?" After a moments pause he heard the Russian ODST say "Da." then silence.
Viktor had walked down to deck four seeing the two Spartans get up groggily cursing themselves for not expecting that, Viktor walked up smiling saying "Want me to shoot him for you?" The Spartans looked at him a bit funny before heading to the brig. Viktor followed them, arriving just in time to see Justin-112 injecting the rogue Spartan Sophia with something hearing him say."Where is the crew, and more importantly why did you try and steal this ship?"
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 10:26 pm
Sinclair stood up after being tossed and brushed off his sleeves, "I need to thank Viktor later for the armor. Now, isn't this just funny. Your frustration has gotten the best of you. You should know that the rule of interfering with Spartans only applies with civilians, and we both know that I am not. You may out rank me," The cell doors that held Sinclair slid open, "But your AI doesn't outrank mine."
Curtis watched the whole ordeal. That Spartan was extremely fast, not as fast as Kelly, but fast. He knew that the big tin man will want to remain in control, his superiority complex remark was right on the money after all. He took the opportunity to let him think had things under his command, then decided to meddle with things. As Tron locked up the commander, he snuck up to his core matrix as an imitation of a small meaningless blip. As he reached him he stunned Tron, "Greetings Program." He said with a mock voice imitation. He tossed the AI out of the brig system and took over. He noticed that Tron took some hacking abilities from AI Cortana, nice. But Curtis had a few nasty tricks up his sleeves as well, some that only recently released from beta. He couldn't help but simulate amusement, generation threes are so fun when they think they know everything. He activated the brig's auto turrets and had them point at everyone. Now things should be more... cooperative.
Sinclair pressed points in the armors of his guards. Special lock up switches that were installed in every MJOLIR armor, just incase. The Spartans locked up in their suits. Sinclair looked at Justin with a scold, then his face turned into a smirk, "I believe we got off on the wrong foot. Since you want to act like the courageous hero, I'll stay locked up for you." Sinclair nodded at the doors to the brig itself. The locks slid with a loud thud. Sinclair stood next to Justin, but stared at Sophia, "There, no one, not even me is going anywhere. Since this is an ONI operation, especially involving the interrogation to an ONI fugitive, I would have had you put into a cell as well. But, since we are both looking for the same answers, I say we can at least let things go through a mutual understanding." Sinclair looked at Viktor and nodded a hello. He then looked at Sophia with his hands behind his back still, "Sodium Pentothal, Truth serum... Looks like someone has been paying attention to the medical courses of Spartan training. Now, Sophia, Since I'm outranked here I recommend you don't resist the serum. I have something that will make things more effective and will make you talk. But please, answer the good captain's question."
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 7:57 am
Viktor Nikolai Kravchenko 
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Rank: First Sergeant
Specialty: Covert Operations, Infantryman
Branch: UNSC Marine Corps,105th O.D.S.T. Division, 19th Shock Battalion
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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Viktor saw what Sinclair was doing and grabbed the man by the throat and slammed him hard against the wall pressing his M6-C/SOCOM pistol against the mans forehead. "You attack any of us again ONI man and I will send you to meet your son." He flicked off the safety and started to press down on the trigger to emphasize his point, Vin meanwhile had raised his Carbine and pointed directly at the rogue Spartan. "Attempt to escape human and I shall end you." he said
Tron meanwhile had smiled enjoying this challenge, hacked his way back into the security protocols for the brig. "Greetings program, I'll have you know that I am a 4th generation AI so I can do more then a 3rd gen AI. More importantly I am a full starship grade AI not just a fragment like yourself in your present state so I can exert total control over everything." Justin, Vinh, and Issac meanwhile just looked at the commander and looked at him and said "I know what you were doing commander, and this isn't MJOLNIR armor they do not have those security lock ups. Its because this armor is not power armor, and the risk of a rampaging Spartan is minimal hell even you can wear the SPI MK III armor. Now I do not care what you or your AI thinks of me you will follow orders, and this is FLEETCOM's not ONIs, ONI is only here to secure cargo and keep an eye on their Prowler. As for the Winter Contingency Protocol regarding interference with a Spartan deployment they revised that after what happened at Reach, so that it does not exclude UNSC personnel." The Sanghieli Thaal and Rael walked over and readied themselves to guard the commander.
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 8:47 pm
- Cathrine Figueroa- Number one b***h Name:Cathrine
Sex: Female
Age:29
Rank: Lance Corporal
Branch: Marines
Class: Marine - Expeditonary - Unit
Specialty: Combat Engineer "War is hard to live with not to fight" Cathrine sighed turning away from Nico there was still no reply from 112 so there could be the slim chance of them being captured or injured. Cathrine radioed them again " Spartan 112 This is pelican pilot Cathrine Figueroa requesting the coordinates of the Say-My-Name. There probably was no problem but a down comm. Cathrine turned back to Nico "tighten up" she gave the thrusters a speed up now coming close to the bridge of the Mid-Summer-Night. She turned to Nico again "We're just waiting for them to radio in if not I'll request that the ship do a scan for the Say-My-Name. Load your rifle and keep it pointed down so if it goes off we won't get sucked into space.
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 5:02 pm
Name- Nico Kalazitdis
Sex- Female
Age- 23
Rank-
Branch- Marines
Class- Rifleman
Combat specialty- Recon Nico was dosing off everything she had hoped for was not happening... No response, no ranking up, no reclaiming the thrill of death everyday. "Hey Cathrine wake me up when we have something to do. And don't forget to check the fuel meter." Niko went to sleep right there taking the mag out her rifle and putting it in her pocket.
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Mournful Temptation Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 9:49 pm
A.I. Tron  Affiliation: UNSC
Primary function: Primary A.I. for UNSC Midsummer Night, Personal A.I. for Spartan-112
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Tron while dealing with what the humans called a "Mexican Standoff" also helped the Spartans on the bridge of the Say My Name engage the enemy "fleet" with the Midsummer Night and the Pale Horse laying Moray space mines at their retreat point, Meanwhile Tron had also hailed the Midsummer Night and asked the acting captain to send over a contingent of Marines, ODST's and any spare Engineering personnel immediately Tron wanted to be ready in case the Rebel fleet tried to board and retake the ship.
Lieutenant Commander Anderson then got on the SHIPCOM and broadcast "Attention I need Delta company of ODST 2nd Battalion, and I need Echo company of the 1st M.E.U., and one Engineering crew to report to the Pelican launch bays immediately. All Pelican pilots run preflight checks then transport Marines and Naval crew over to UNSC Say My Name the moment the last pair of boots step on board." The Lieutenant Commander then went back to issuing bridge commands and had the Gunnery officer target the Berlin Class Frigate closest to them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:57 am
- Cathrine Figueroa - Number One b***h Name:Cathrine
Sex: Female
Age:29
Rank: Lance Corporal
Branch: Marines
Class: Marine - Expeditonary - Unit
Specialty: Combat Engineer Cathrine was hailed on the comm system that units were supposed to deliver boots to the Say My Name. She hailed Anderson on the comm and requested that she be able to drop the units already in her pelican to the Say My Name. With a go ahead and most of the fuel still in the pelican Cathrine engaged a fast flight plan. The pelican docked into the Say My Name a hiss coming off from the release of air. Cathrine unstrapped herself and grabbed her rifle leaving the pilots helmet there. She went to the crew compartment and woke up Nico. "Hey. Wake up where on the Say My Name." She let the words drift into the mind of the other marine and started her way down the deck radioing all close by friendlies. "This is LC Cathrine Figueroa. We have just docked in the Say My Name loading bay and are requesting orders." She waited anxious to hear a reply from the team she dropped off earlier.
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Mournful Temptation Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 9:24 am
Name- Nico Kalazitdis
Sex- Female
Age- 23
Rank-
Branch- Marines
Class- Rifleman
Combat specialty- Recon Nico came from her sleep quickly. The motion of her body told her that they had landed. Cathrine was right in front of her saying something she couldn't understand. She gave a nod and staggered shaking off the sleep as she grabbed hold of her rifle. Cathrine was already on the deck radioing near by teams. So Nico did a quick sweep making use of her recon abilities. She radioed Cathrine a message. "I'm on the deck second floor. There's a hallway leading deeper in. Want me to check it out." She squinted to see further down and radioed again before Cathrine could answer. "Also i see a few dead brutes. So stay sharp." Nico holstered her rifle and pulled out her pistol knowing if the barrel of her rifle would poke out from cover if she were to round a corner. She sighed breathing into the unnatural air. It was musty and smelled of rotting corpses.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 9:56 am
A.I. Tron Affiliation: UNSC
Primary function: Primary A.I. for UNSC Midsummer Night, Personal A.I. for Spartan-112
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Tron heard the Marines broadcast and responded right into her helmet speaker "Greetings user this ship is secured Captain 112 is in the brig dealing with a situation right at the moment."he said using the cameras in the hall to track their movements.
Staff Sergeant Cristoph Weber one of the members of the original recon team on the ship walked up to the two marines, the ODST looked at them and smiled saying in his thick German accent "You can ease up on combat maneuvers here marines ships secure trust me. You can stay." He pointed to PFC, Nico Kalazitdis, as his IFF HUD on his VISR display screen said then turned to the other. "You Lance Corporal you're a pilot go back to the Night and get us those reinforcements we wanted. Its what we asked for, we need them to fight off any rebels who may try to board and retake the ship." he said as he motioned Nico to follow him.
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TheBurritoBandit Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:05 pm
Jack, Spartan-G007 
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Rank:Captain
Branch:Navy
UNSC "Hurts, don't it?"
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Jack was aboard the Hurt's Don't It? on his way to provide assistance to the other ships to engage a rebel fleet. As they were in range, he began to patch in to the Say My Name's captain to alert them that backup has arrived and ready to fight.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:57 pm
Justin S-112 
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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Spartan-112 heard Spartan-G007's hail and responded back "It's about time you got here, I need you to remain on your ship but send your Spartan team over along with a couple companies of ODSTS and a spare engineering crew from your ship okay." He Looked back at Commander Sinclair as Vin snarled and said "On my planet ONI human Sangheili who betray their leaders are eviscerated and drug through their Kaidon's keep by their entrails." Viktor kept dead silent as he held his pistol firmly against the commander's forehead, Spartans 030, and 039 trained their weapons on the auto gun turrets that targeted them. Viktor finally said to him in his thick Russian accent "Tell your A.I. to back down or it gets real ******** ugly real quickly, and I promise at this distance I am as good a marksman as a Spartan." the ODST showed no fear in his voice, only barely contained rage.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 11:02 pm
Name- Nico Kalazitdis
Sex- Female
Age- 23
Rank-
Branch- Marines
Class- Rifleman
Combat specialty- Recon Nico gave a quick "Okay" as she began to follow the ODST. So how many insurgents did you guys find and what species where they. Nico wanted to know what the rebels had under there command. Even though the U.N.S.C. was a professional military force we were still cocky. If the rebels were to beat us in a large battle it would demorale us severly and make future battles more challenging. It would be just like how the country on earth America was in there war with there British lords.As time went on Nico was quick with questions trying to evaluate the chances of them winning and what the danger of losing a ship was. "Sir. Not to be a bother but how many heavy frigets do they have. And how many are capable of taking down any of the ships engaging them in a one on one fight. She holstered her rifle noticing the recon patch he had on.
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