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 Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 6:49 pm
Justin S-112 
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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The Spartan put on his S.P.I helmet and then said to the marine "Grab your gear and hop aboard, you're my new pilot, SPARTANS LOAD UP!!" Spartans Carris-137, Randall-037, James-005, Joshua-029, Vinh-030, and Isaac-039, loaded their gear and sat down in the troop bay of the pelican James looked at Randall and said "Man these S.P.I. Mk III suits are pretty high tech for being as cheap as they are." Randall nodded saying "Easier to put on too, don't need an entire team of techs and an armor rig to slap these suits on. Don't like the fact that they don't enhance our strength and speed like the MJOLNIR suits though." All the spartans nodded, 112 agreed he didn't like it but enhanced stealth and energy shields were worth the trade off. 112 boarded the pelican and radioed Spartan-IV Jackson and said "Come on Lieutenant I need you on this op."
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 6:59 pm
Damon Jackson  Rank: First Lieutenant Branch: Marine Corps Location: UNSC Midsummer Night Damon heard 112 speaking to him. "Yes sir. Boarding now." He said and jumped into the troop bay of the pelican strapping himself in looking at the old Spartan-II's. He radioed 112 and asked about more info on the op. "I need the details for this op. Just send them to my H.U.D. I'll review them as we take off sir." He said and waited for what he asked for.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 7:08 pm
-Cathrine Figueroa- Number one b***hName: Cathrine Sex: Female Age:29 Rank: Lance Corporal Branch: Marines Class: Marine - Expeditonary - Unit Specialty: Combat Engineer. "Sir yes sir" the words escaped Cathrine's mouth instinctively in boot they made you scream it till you couldn't crack jokes about them anymore. Cathrine made a quick dash to the armory passing a marine who was gawking at her. Cathrine opened her locker grabbing a rifle and pilots helmet and dashed into the main-pilots seat of the pelican. She stowed her rifle in the wedge between the seat and the wall and pointed it downwards as to in the case the gun went off it break the canopy and decompress the entire cabin. With her helmet on Cathrine did a quick diagnostics of the pelican. After making sure everything was okay she sent out a final call to alert any one coming aboard that they had a minuet before the doors closed and they were off for the Say-My-Name.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 7:17 pm
Justin S-112
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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He looked at the Marines and his Fellow Spartans young and old, and said "We are going to retake the UNSC Say My Name, intel says there's rogue covies aboard, and quite possibly insurrectionists. I say Innies because the ship jumped to a system that's Innie controlled. O.N.I. was in charge of recon and retrieval of the ship, crew, and cargo but that op fell on its a**. So now we go in and do what Spartans do best, kill everything. Expect allied Sangheili aboard, Tron spotted I.S.N. or Imperial Sangheili Navy cruiser in the Say My Names old coordinates, she was apparently communicating with the Pale Horse so No shooting split lips." He then sat down and stowed his weapon. "Permission to speak openly granted I want your thoughts on this op Spartans."
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 7:28 pm
-Cathrine Figueroa- Number one b***hName: Cathrine Sex: Female Age:29 Rank: Lance Corporal Branch: Marines Class: Marine - Expeditonary - Unit Specialty: Combat Engineer. Cathrine put on the lights telling everyone to strap in for the launch. The doors closed and the pelican launched. The feel of the pelican was steady it was keeping balance as they flew towards the Say-My-Name. Cathrine flicked off the strap in light and yelled to the back cabin that they would reach the target in E.T.A. two minuets. The pelican was now being dwarfed by the large size of the Say-My-Name, it was large and thank god the bay doors were open probably the team inside awaiting for the calvary.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 7:36 pm
Damon Jackson Rank: First Lieutenant Branch: Marine Corps Location: UNSC Midsummer Night Damon dropped out of the pelican and nodded as the Captain spoke. "Captain 4 brutes spotted to the left. Moving to take them down." He said and activated his active camo to sneak up on them. Once he was right behind the first he pulled out his knife and stabbed it's head. Now that they were alert to an enemy in the area they looked around clueless as to the location of the killer. Damon went behind the second and slit his throat and stabbed it in the eye. He quickly moved to the third and fourth deactivating his active camo he had his sub-machine guns aimed at their heads he fired 10 rounds into each and put his sum-machine guns back on their magnetic holsters. "That was a good warm-up. Now on to the real action." He said and pushed on the Commander Sinclair's position taking down any innies in his path.
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 9:35 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 looked back at Spartan Jackson from the co pilots seat and said "Unknown, though I would expect anything to turn up now. Very good Lance Corporal keep her steady." Justin was running through the pelicans armament when he saw the Say My Name come up into view in his peripheral vision, he also saw a small fleet of pelicans, and captured UNSC ships, only a few were any sort of challenge for the Night. They were the older model Berlin Class Frigates that the UNSC had decommissioned twenty years ago, and an old Phoenix class colony ship they modified for space combat. "Lance Corporal step on it we have guests and I don't want them getting that ship or its cargo."
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 12:10 pm
Curtis ran through some ghost simulations to keep Hathor's attention on Viktor. He had to admit, the trooper could hold a grudge and still rip apart some brutes with a dead leg. He found what he was looking for: the emergency breaks on the damn ship. He pulled it off and the Say My Name went out of slip space. He hoped the other ships were on their way to subdue her before reinforcements arrived to aid the rebels, unfortunately the rebels were within view. Curtis detected a few splipspace signitures and found the silver lining. Midsummer and the Horse arrived right on time. They launched a pelican and were heading to the ship. He accessed the main bay doors and left it open for them to enter. As they were heading to it, He ensured Hathor had no voice since he now had the comms station under his control. He popped up before Sinclair, "Good news, I stopped this runaway train, and the sherif is in town." Sinclair looked up from his data pad, "Excellent work. Bring them up to speed, and give me the shortest route to the engine room." Curtis tilted his head, "You are mad, aren't you?" Sinclair looked at his AI dead in the faceless head, "I am more than pissed now." He picked up his railgun and made his way to the engine room. With Viktor going to save his team, and the arrival of the Midsummer Night, he had to ensure that this ship wasn't going anywhere without his say so.
Curtis sent his comms signal to Spartan 112, "Well, good to see that you got our invitaiton to our soiree. Just keep on your course to that hanger bay. We have men held up in the brig and we are also currently trying to take over the bridge through the engine room close by as well. I also recommend that you pack a little bit heavy, nothing high explosive, we just have a minor Brute infestation. I clipped the ships wings and beak, she won't be able to call for internal help, let alone acept any while I'm in here. I detect you'll arrive in 30 seconds, anything you need to know before you starrt shooting things?"
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 12:34 pm
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 walked into the armory and grabbed a M739 Light Machine Gun SAW from the weapons rack, loading it and tucking plenty of spare ammo in the backpack on his back. He then grabbed a duffle bag and loaded it with grenades, ammo, shotguns, and assault rifles for his squad. he shouldered the duffle bag and walked out of the room and into the elevator bumping into Vin Kotam and his Sangheili who then spoke to him "Human I offer to help free your brothers from captivity." Viktor not wanting to storm the brig by himself nodded " Here take this bag, it has weapons for my comrades." he handed Vin the duffle who shouldered it without a second thought. The Sangheili stood in the elevator with him remaining as still as statues while Viktor filled them in on the basic layout of the brig.
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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 sighed as he monitored the eight Spartans vitals, bored hoping to.... he guessed the adequate world would be fight with the rogue A.I. Hathor, he loved the challenge of fighting another A.I. must have been put into his programming, he suspected. Spartan-112 sent a message back to Curtis "I have seven other Spartans with me I think we can handle a few Brutes. As for anything else you should know, let Commander Sinclair I am now in command of the mission. 112 out." He killed the com and walked back and shouldered his MA5B assault rifle and turned on his shields and active camouflage, Spartans 137, 005, 029, 030, 039, and 037 followed suit and stood up activated their active camouflage and shields before readying their weapons. The Spartans were ready for war.
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 1:05 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. Cathrine heard the commander and the other spartan but decided it wasn't worth the time to keep a grudge. She sped up the thrusters now letting off a loud purr as they sped towards the Say-My-name. The small cluster of ships was a sight for sore eyes. The ships looked like there glory days were when the crew that used to serve it had to worry about dying. The pelican came right next to the Say-My-Name heading for the docking bay. She armed the main cannon of the pelican in case there was trouble. "Sir". she turned towards 112 Land or do you want me to get in get out. - Don't land have the team inside jump while the pelican hovered- She waited for the order tensing her index finger on the 20mm cannon.
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 1:28 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 turned to Lance Corporal Figueroa and said "I want you to drop us off and high tail it back to the Night, those ships we saw are rebel ships. They no doubt saw us, then tell Lieutenant Commander Anderson that I want her to target and destroy the Rebel Fleet, in tandem with Commander Riley and the I.S.N. CCS Class battlecruiser." he then walked back into the troop bay with his Spartans waiting to dock with the rebel controlled ship.
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 1:33 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. "Okay" it was plain and simple. Cathrine docked into the bay and opened the pelicans doors waiting for the spartan team to make leave. She gave a quick good luck to them all and went back to pilot the ship. "well that was... interesting" She got the pelican out the bay and sped off back to the night.
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Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 1:39 pm
Justin S-112
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Rank: Captain
Specialty: Combat Engineer
Branch: UNSC Navy
Ship: UNSC Midsummer Night
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As soon as the Pelican entered the bay and the door opened the Spartans vanished into the ship, with Tron projecting a map on the corner of their HUD's, even going as far as to highlight the area of the ship the ODSTs and Commander Sinclair were. "Spartans, move to Commander Sinclairs position you are weapons free."
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 12:46 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 The pelican docked the size of the outdated fleet still seeming strange to Cathrine. She didn't let it bother her thought alot of marine were staring at here mostly pvts. She made a to the small elevator and hailed to the bridge. She walked to Anderson doing a quick salute and brought her hands behind her back. " Ma'am I have orders from spartan 112 to tell you that the ship is to target and destroy the rebel fleet. And also to raise Commander Riley along with the I.S.N. battle cruiser to aid us." She drew on her breath allowing air to enter her lungs, awaiting the commanders word or dismiss.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 7:08 pm
A.I. Data Sheet
Name: Hathor
Biographical information
Age: 5 Months
Physical description
Gender Programming: Female
Physical Appearance: Hathor basing herself by her name sake, chose the appearance of an Egyptian female.
Political information and functions
Affiliation: UNSC
Primary function: None
Notable battles: None
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Hathor appeared on the holo pedestal to the renegade Spartan-I Sophia saying "I have good news, and I have bad news which would you prefer to hear first?" The Spartan was fighting with the comms systems so she could radio the Insurrectionist fleet of their progress so she could begin the next phase of her operations. "Give me the good news first Hathor." Hathor sighed and said "First off we have the ship and we are at Beta Hydri VI but someone is still on board this ship, they effectively pulled the emergency brakes. We also seem to have a Pelican that flew into our starboard hangar bay, opened its doors for nothing, then left." Sophia sighed and said "Anymore good news?" Hathor shook her head and went back to work while Sophia tried to hack back into the comms systems.
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