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 Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 8:07 pm
Spartans Palmer and Fred nodded their approval while Colonel Harris said "Good Ill brief my company commanders on whats going on, basically we go in hard and fast ODST's and Spartans in drop pods they secure an LZ for the marine invasion force and establish a Forward Operations Base with which the Sangheili and Human commanders can conduct operations on the ground, that sit well with you Mr. Chavamai, I want to make sure both sides agree to this plan before we act on it? After all we are putting boots on your planet I don't want to drop in unannounced. Well we do at least for those Split chinned bastards who still believe in the Prophets ways of thinking." Admiral Hood, Captain Del Rio, and Commander Lasky nodded their approval.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 4:45 pm
Dangous Chavamai 
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Covenant Separist
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"Perfect. We can drop in unexpected and turn the tide permanently in our favor. We should leave as soon as possible."
Dangous accepted. With the UNSC on their side, they can put this rebellion to rest. He stood there looking at each of the UNSC Officers waiting for their reply. He didn't want to leave without making sure they have everything clarified and didn't want to make anyone uneasy by walking out of the room alone.
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TheBurritoBandit Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 7:06 pm
 Name: Tahlvia Rishtun
Rank 1st Lieutenant
Service Branch: MarinesTahlvia keyed open the door to her room. "Sergeant Major, I don't speak whatever language it is you speak, Mind translating for a simple little ODST?" She motioned to the chair beside her bunk. "Please have a seat, it'll be just a moment." She unsealed her helmet and tossed it on her pillow. The helmet bounced up slightly and rested in the space between perfectly flat dust cover and her white standard issue pillow, leaving not so much as a wrinkle on the bed as a whole.
She knelt down and slid open the drawer on the lower left side of the bunk frame, removing a small black pouch. She unzipped it, removed the clippers, and the small bottle of oil for the blades. "High and tight, Flat top,or Quarter-inch all around?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 1:15 pm
Celestino "Lightning" Esposito da Venezia 
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Rank: Sergeant Major
Branch: Marine Corps
UNSC "Midsummer's Night"
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Celestino followed Tahlvia to the room. He looked around the room and then sat in the chair as instructed. He placed his helmet down by the side of the chair as he laid his head back and closed his eyes.
"My apologies. I just said I'd miss my hair. High and tight per favore. That means please in case you're wondering."
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 1:27 pm
Name: Tahlvia Rishtun
Rank 1st Lieutenant
Service Branch: Marines
She started the clippers, and but on the proper guard. "Alright Sergeant Major, so can you explain to me what an entire squad of Spartan-II's, and a Hinge Head are doin on this ship?" She started pulling the clippers through his hair. She pushed his head this way and that as the clippers made steady progress, dropping piles of hair onto the floor around the chair. "And most importantly, why are we planning an op, with a Hinge Head, and the Walking Tanks?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 4:39 pm
Damon Jackson Branch: Marine Corps Rank: First Lieutenant UNSC "Hurt's, don't it?" Lieutenant Damon Jackson was wondering the UNSC 'Hurt's, don't it?' Looking for something to do. He could find nothing so he went to his quarters and began to strip off his armor and put of what he must wear to sleep. He laid on his bed and stared at the roof using his hands and a pillow he closed his eyes trying to sleep, but he couldn't. He had a feeling someone was going to come to his quarters and ask him for something so he stayed awake.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 12:10 pm
Celestino "Lightning" Esposito da Venezia
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Rank: Sergeant Major
Branch: Marine Corps
UNSC "Midsummer's Night"
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As Lieutenant Tahlvia begin cutting his hair, his eyes moved to the right as he saw his jet black hair fall down to the floor. He sighed a bit before closing his eyes until she asked Celestino a question. One that he did not know himself.
"Now very sure my Lieutenant. I thought you might have known, being an officer and all. Reinforcements for an upcoming mission possibly? Dannato se lo so."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:56 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 walked into the room the Sergeant Major and the Lieutenant were in. He was wearing his Spartan dress uniform, a pitch black Blazer, button up long sleeve, and matching black pants and tie, on the left side of his chest below his name pip was a wall of campaign and medal ribbons many of them with stars and oak leaf clusters on them signifying he'd won the decoration multiple times, on his left shoulder was the Spartan programs unit symbol, a spread eagle with a star over its head clutching in its talons a cluster of arrows in one, and a cluster of lightning bolts in the other, on his right shoulder sleeve the flag of the UNSC and just below that a little patch signifying his attachment to ONINAVSPECWAR division. His auburn hair was way over military regs as he had been in captivity for about a year. He looked over and said "I need the clippers, I haven't had a trip to the barbers in over a year, Admiral Hood suggested I travel to Earth first so we all can have a little bit shore leave seeing as we've all been on tour here for extended periods of time, and so I could meet my parents." he said briskly not knowing what his parents would think of him being a Spartan. He grabbed a pair of clippers and took off his jacket and began to give himself the typical high and tight haircut Marines and ODSTs gave themselves. "As for the Hinge head and my Spartan team, the Hingehead is briefing some of the other Spartans for a classified op that does not involve us or the Night, and my team of Spartans are on board for our own mission which I will brief the entire crew on later."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 7:57 pm
Celestino "Lightning" Esposito da Venezia
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Rank: Sergeant Major
Branch: Marine Corps
UNSC "Midsummer's Night"
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As the haircut had been done, he got up from the chair and brushed off the hairs that landed on his ODST gear and looked at the captain.
"Thanks for the information Captain. It will be fun to seem my home planet again. Boy do I miss Italia. Be nice to see my mother again. Won't be too thrilled about the haircut, but she'll get over it. L'amore che pazza piccola"
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 8:48 pm
Justin S-112
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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Justin-112 looked at him and said as he finished buzzing his hair and set the clippers down. "You tell her the truth, that your superior officer ordered you to get a haircut. That should keep her happy or in the very least angry at me." he said as Commander Riley's voice piped through the overhead speaker "Captain we are entering the Sol System now just beyond Saturn." Justin said quietly to himself "Wow these Forerunner drives are quick." then excused himself and walked up to the bridge before saying "Damn that was quick weren't we near Reach a few hours ago?" Lieutenant Natalia Borodin nodded and said "Yes we were sir but these Forerunner drives on a ship this small can get us around real quickly." The Spartan nodded and did the math in his head real quickly nodding he said "Yes I remember, less mass to move, set a course for Cairo Station and prepare for docking procedure Lieutenant Borodin." The Russian flight officer nodded and carried out his orders and released a ship wide announcement "Attention all Midsummer Night personnel we have reached the Sol System and are preparing to dock with Cairo Station, Please stow any equipment and make ready for docking procedures. Bridge out." Justin stared out the massive shatter proof glass that surrounded the bridge and looked at Earth getting bigger in the window with every passing minute until finally they docked with Cairo Station. So Justin went to his office and reviewed his complete Spartan file again seeing his family name, and pictures of his family themselves seemed so alien to him. As alien as the Covenant, wondering what they would think of him. He took lives both Human and Alien, would they look at him as a murderer, hero, or victim government experimentation? He didn't know, but he was going to find out, he agreed to meet with his family, so he pushed the shipwide intercom "This is the Captain speaking you all are cleared for some well deserved R&R your to report back to the Night with in 14 Earth Days." With that done he grabbed his duffle bag and walked on board Cairo Station and took a space elevator down to Earth where the family members of the crew were waiting for them.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 1:13 pm
Name: Tahlvia Rishtun
Rank 1st Lieutenant
Service Branch: MarinesTahlvia folded her uniform, and put it in her civilian pack. She grabbed the can of hairspray from wall locker and started teasing the back into a starburst, leaving the front to hang free in her face. "Been awhile since I could go out to a bar." She said as she tried to slide her skinny jeans on. "Damnit, I need to new pants." She sighed and buttoned the top button. She reached into the back of her locker and pulled out the old worn hoodie she used to wear in high school. It had the local band that used to play in her home town stamped across the back in white font. Half an hour later she was standing in the airlock, her ODSTs making jibes at her in something other then a uniform. She laughed with them, and joined in. The group started poking fun at the newest member of their platoon, he was only about 19 and this was his first ODST assignment, but the tradition of making the newest soldier feel small, and unappreciated was the way soldiers built trust, make someone feel useless and they work to make themselves better constantly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 2:03 pm
Celestino "Lightning" Esposito da Venezia
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Rank: Sergeant Major
Branch: Marine Corps
UNSC "Midsummer's Night"
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Celestino listened to the small conversation between the Captain and the Lieutenant and decided to go get ready for the stay they were going to have back on Earth. Packing his clothes, as well as his sniper rifle for some target practice at the shooting range for when he gets home. He had a duffle bag full of clothing he carried with him from Earth, all of which were black and blue. Taking off his ODST gear, he put on the suit his father made him that he carried with him made of fine Italian silk. The first thing he was going to do is head to his uncle's restaurant with his family to celebrate his arrival.
After a few minutes passed, he was there in the airlock with the other ODSTs as he looked over at the young ODST and chuckled a bit as he waited for them to be let out.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 2:22 pm
Justin S-112
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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Just as Spartan-112 was about to say something regarding the Lieutenant's civilian appearance when the German ODST Staff Sergeant Cristoph Weber said in his thick German accent "You looking for a date LT if your trying to look pretty for the guys they do not care about what you dress like trust us. As for the Little guy he is a trooper leave him be he will get his cherry popped sooner or later." he said in between bouts of laughter. Spartan-112 knew the ODSTs liked to fight hard, party harder they were loaded weapons with no safeties too, if you pissed one off their pride demanded retribution so he stayed out of their affairs and walked off the ramp and saw three women in tears clutching onto some small children who looked giddy along with three men who looked nervous, an older man presumably his father war the uniform of a local police chief, and the two other men presumably his in laws as his file said he now had two younger sisters wore both a UNSC Air Force uniform and the other a UNSC ODST Marine uniform. So he walked up to them and his mother and two sisters looked up at the 6'10 Spartan and gave him a tight hug as they bawled their eyes out saying things like "We always suspected you were still alive..... Even when that clone died we thought you were still alive!" where as his Father too broken up to say anything just hugged his son as his in laws managed their children.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 3:34 pm
Name: Tahlvia Rishtun
Rank 1st Lieutenant
Service Branch: MarinesTahlvia punched the helljumper in the shoulder. "Come on, I know a bar in Sydney that'll have you knee deep in women, or face first in the concrete by morning Private." She looked at Weber with her most 'But Daddy, can I?' look she could muster. "Come on Staff, just a few lil jokes?" She dropped the face and laughed before she finished. Her and the private walked out the seal to see a walking tank of a man in a deep felt family reunion. "This Private Cole is why we fight, then those of us without this waiting for us go and give our hard earned money money to local business in return for wonderful alcohol." She gave one last look over her shoulder to the Spartan family returning, she smiled, put her fingers in her mouth and whistled real loud. "You've earned it Spartan!"
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