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 Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:21 pm
Thira, he followed her upon his HUD. Moving through the throng of enemies till he found her trail.. To self absorbed in their own tracking to notice a tracker. Dumb, yet Brutes were not know for their brains like their brute strength.
The first fell as those who did before. A swing of one ton of armor splitting its neck. By the time the others opened fire he had disapeared. Leading a series of random shots into the air for them to track. Look. Hopefully they'd be as stupid as they were.
They were.
In the darkness they moved by. As the dark figure blended into the brush. Without hesitation he moved. Quickly. Long strides. Leaping over the crumbling cliff edge. His armor protecting him from the normally deathly fall.
Here he landed by her, Thira.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 9:05 am
Thira lay on her back. She was sore, but at least those stupid Brutes weren't following her anymore. She started as another figure landed beside her. Another SPARTAN, she realized.
"You couldn't have come a little sooner!?"she groaned as she sat up."I was almost a puddle of plasma and armor!"
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 9:43 am
Theo raised an eyebrow as he watched the fall from where he was below in the shrubbery. For any other being that fall would have been fatal, but because they were SPARTANs it was like tripping; it didn't hurt too badly, it was just annoying. He stood up and brought his MA5C off of safety as he approached the two. His heads up display placed their numbers above their heads: S-047 and S-183. Thira and Limit. He approached silently from their left flank watching his radar for any hostiles; they were gone for the time being. Theo stopped where he was and knelt down on his right knee opening up his external speakers. Softly he whistled the SPARTAN call "Olly Olly Oxen Free", the six note tune which would alert the SPARTANs of his presence. At least they're here in one piece he thought to himself.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 10:58 am
Dax, continued on his run, towards the rendevous point. He had ran what, 3, 4 miles already. He looked at his guiding device and the directions were changing every second. What the hell?, he thought. He looked at the waypoint, the distance was changing from 1meters to 19miles to 500yards, to 4inches, to 6 meters... He looked around saw a large cliff and some shrubs. Great what else could go wrong,, just as he thought that, 5 red dots appeared. He stopped and ran into the shade of a large tree. He looked to his right and there he saw, water and a hairy foot? Great, a brute taking a piss, he looked at the radar. The other 4 brutes were atleast, 15 yards away. He jumped out of cover jumped the brute and quickly twisted its neck before it could say anything. He fired one burst from his plasma rifle into its face to make sure it was dead. Then he heard a roaring, Crap, the 4 brutes came out of no where and began firing their spikers and one charging at Dax with a grav hammer in hand. He yelled and ran at the grav hammer brute jumped over the brute and tackled one of the brute minors throwing the brute only about a foot. Dax was never a master at CQC, he didn't expect the brute to fly through the sky. The brutes confused, charged at him firing blindly. Dax jumped to the side into some tall grass. As the brutes came around, he grabbed one stuck the plasma rifle into its face a fired 3 bursts burning its head and kicked off of it into the Grav Hammer Brute and tried to attempt the same thing. Except the brute slammed it into the ground under Dax sending Dax flying into a tree. He was dazed, and injured. He could feel himself losing conciousness. The 3 remaining brutes walked up to him and a squad of grunts came out of some shrubs. The Brute raised his hammer up ready to slam it down. Dax watched awaiting for the hammer to finish him.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 12:05 pm
Thira looked around her and saw another SPARTAN. She recognized the armor. Theo, was his name if she remebered right.
All of a sudden a deafening roar filled the quiet. Thira glanced to her left and noticed a Brute with a hammer about a mile away. (her eyesight was REALLY good) The hammer was raised and in it's path was.....ANOTHER SPARTAN!!
In one swift movement Thira raised her plasma rifle and fired without bothering to aim carefully. As expected the plasma shot connected with the Brute's face. The creature howled as it fell backwards cluthching it's steaming face.
'Oh well.'Thira thought as she put her rifle away,'At least there's satisfication in knowing that there's one less Covenant supporter in the Universe.'
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 12:13 pm
Dax waited for the hammer to slam on him all of a sudden plasma shots hit the brutes face killing it. As the remaining 2 looked at their fallen leader, Dax jumped up and grabbed the brute, twisted its arms and took its spiker. He fired 7 spikes into the brutes head and dropped the limped body and emptied a whole clip into the last one. He looked around seeing who shot it and there was the shooter, same old Thira. He stood up and he saw Limit and Theo. He picked up the other spiker and put them in his pistol holster. He looked at the distance between them, only about a mile or 2. He groaned, he hated running. He looked around and found some grunts running away. He ran towards them and with in seconds, they were all unconcious or dead. He found a hidden ghost. He smiled, no running for him. He got in and turned on the boost and headed towards Theo's position.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 12:18 pm
Name: Rodney F. Capo Gender: Male Armor Color: Cobalt AppearanceBest Skill: Friendly Fire Medium to Close range combat. History: Revealed in RP ((Any ideas on how I'd jump in? sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 12:38 pm
Up in a tree was were Capo was. He had climbed up to get a better view of things, though didn't consider a few things. Like the fact his armor was over a ton. The branch cracked. He looked down at it with one word on his mind, s**t... it gave way to his weight and he fell to the ground with a thud. Lucky for him his armor absorbed the blow, though it still shook his body up. He had landed a bit behind the group.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:38 pm
Unlike the other Spartans he carried little. For one his long blade. Beyond any regularly handed out blade. Much sharper. Also were was his pistol. Such little weight added to speed and agility. Shields had been reworked to allow more room for further agility. That was Limit. Up face to face. His armored gloves weren't like the others. There was more power in them. Unlike the others with their assault rifles he squatted with nothing.
There was a grumble of annoyance as the blue trail of a ghost rumbled along. Singing its little song.
The two others, the new comer and Thira were to open. Smartly in his mind he moved behind the shrubs. Trying to find something large to crouch behind. Bingo, a boulder hidden by tall shrubs. Almost like miniature.. Trees?
"Where do we go?" He dared to break silence but opened a short wave beam. Didn't want other ears peeking in did he?
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:53 pm
Thira turned to look at Limit. His question was an appropriate one.
"Where?"Thira repeated, more to herself than to anyone else." TO Halo.........where the real action should be!"
Thira let that hang in the silence. Then she shrugged her shoulders.
"That's where I'm going at least."
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 6:57 pm
Capo got up off the ground. "Yeah, sure, I'm fine." He said under his breath. A bit pissed no one seemed to notice he fell. He tapped the palm of his hand against his helmet. "And in all honesty I'd prefer not to be on, let alone near a thing that can wipe out all living things. It kinda makes sense don't it?" He asked, all in a whisper.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:01 pm
Limit returned his voice a flashing green light and the one finger salute. Which to the Spartans meant something not mean but a very different symbol. The hiding figure moved from beneath the brush.
"LZ, now?" He asked. Keeping his voice low. Capo was met with a shrug of delight. Another. They were forming together. How many had they lost though?
They needed to move regardless. To stay in one place to long was stupidity.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 10:30 am
Scorch sprinted along the ground, kicking dirt clouds up behind his feet. One hundred meters...Seventy-five...fifty...twenty-five...and a drop. Trying to stop himself, Scorch overcorrected and fell flat on his a**, skidding over the edge. The fall wasn't a long one, it just knocked the breath out of him. "Owwww...s**t."
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 4:36 pm
As the spartans were talking, Dax past them with his ghost , made a U-Turn and got out. "Howdy, Boys and Girls," he said. "Sorry 'bout the noise," he said. "I overheard your conversation, Thira, you should know better than making a comment like that. You all know why we're here, 1. Kick a**, 2. Recover a Warehouse of Shivas, Furies, and 1 Nova. Now according to briefing," he said as he opened a map of the area and sent to it to the other spartans helmets, "We are right here, near this ridge," he said as put a yellow marker on the map. "Our objective is East of here. Now covenant forces are moving towards that area and for some reason haven't glassed anything. Command thinks there is some intelligence item called a "Terminal". Basically we have to get to the warehouse and get them out of there. If the Warehouse goes up in flames, this part of the planet goes to kingdom come, any questions?" He asked. "Oh, I forgot, we don't have a squad leader right now, any nominations?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 4:58 pm
Well yes, there was no squad commander. In fact he was a shell of melted armor. A loss that would be thought of latter. Now it was not the time to lemant. There were many to be saddened over. The first blow had been the hardest. Many were now nothing more then useless corpses. Or correctly piles of melted armor. The KIA list had grown.
Now. A leader. Limit was not the best with others. A lone ranger, one who had his own style. His own path. Sadly it didn't match up with the others. It wasn't that it was a 'my way or the highway' but that he simply had his strengths and weaknesses.
"Thira or myself." Limit voiced, softly. "Yet we must move now."
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