Spartan 4487-P

"Very impressive, Ma'am."

They're moving.....shit.

"Y-yes, Ma'am."

And the containment tubes are decaying at different rates, meaning that the specimens are likely to not escape at once. Unless, there's still a lingering intelligence between them..."

"4. I asked for more, but most people in command have never actually encountered it. I was at Voi. I remember what happens to people who underestimate it. But, we have multiple auto-turrets with overlapping ranges. All foir of us are in the latest Mjolnir armor.

"W-wow..." his voice cracked.

"That's why my fireteam and I are here. Delta Halo has no monitor or sentinel factory, nor the facilities to conduct maintenance. So, we're here to make sure they stay put, or take them out if the get out."

He's blushing under his helmet.

"Hmmm...what in particular?"

Did one of the specimens just move?

Really? Never knew the Coffee Corp was so well-funded.

*sip*

.....oh. Oh, WOW.

"....well....I guard the specimen tanks....so pretty much every day."

That sounds perfect....I can barely keep my eyes open.

"To clean up your mess."

"No, I heard you. Fine. I'm just trying to figure out why you said it. I could ask you the same thing and it would be just as valid a question. Even more valid, actually, considering I was told the Forerunners were extinct."

".....excuse me?"

I could use a cup....or two....I haven't slept in days.

"Nice to meet you too....we get around."

"...can I help you?"

I was at Voi. Something tells me these people have never seen a Covenant invasion before.

The Elites and the remaining sentinels took care of most of the dead. There are parts of the Ring you just don't go to, but for the most part its pretty boring. That said, I haven't slept in days. I'm fiiiiiiiiiiine.

⑊ ɪɴꜰʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ
ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ⑊ 𝚕𝚊𝚠 in a universe—
of 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 . without its 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴
we could not ; 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫
𝐈
⠀ changed ≣ 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧

—
A 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲 among many •
sharp with 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 and
Ambition ; 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥
dulls the sharpest
edge & so
𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 fell

— ❛Just another day
at the office.❜

The Delta Halo garrison has to be the worst post in the UNSC. Half the ring is still quarantined, and the other half is spooky as Hell. I studied xenobilogy to study aliens, not LARP as Isaac Clarke.

"....what I mean is....this facility is suspended hundreds of meters in the air in restricted airspace...how did you get here?"

"Ma'am? This is a restricted-wait....how did you get here?"

I am currently deployed to Forerunner Containment Site 12-A. Codename: Lockout. I swear...sometimes they move.

Some higher-ups complain that I never take my armor off, but...its really comfortable.

A distress call has been received from the UNSC.....Saturn? Its pretty old. A passing Unggoy merchant vessel picked it up. Its being decoded now and-.....that can't be right.....nonono.....shit.

Upsilon Protocol is in effect. Deploying Fireteam Remidium.