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His command over the army assets on the Infinity has been temporarily suspended pending an investigation.

Wilbur’s just gunna sit in his quarters today.

“ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖?”

Lucy| B-091| Spartan III | Petty Officer Second Class | Beta Class |

• #HaloRP
• #MVRP

He might be drunk.

I used to be good at this stuff.
What happened to me?

You weren’t supposed to hear that, Spartan.

With the Infinity moving away, the battalion was called back to the ship. Leaving the city on the colony world in a worse state than they found it. And with nearly 200 less personnel than they landed with.

He’s going to need a strong drink.

- removed entirely. The security protocols on that thing were dam near scrambled so far as I could tell, but I’m not exactly techy.”

- daily routines. Private schedule, training plans, a few notes.”

As Wilbur spoke, an edge of professionalism slithering back into his voice, he slid the bottle away. Making a make-do home for it in a cramped drawer of his desk.

“It HAD a passcode, but when I came back the code was -

He lazily looked at it for a few moments before matching glances with her. The perhaps political implications of this whole situation, something he’d not considered to this point, were now dawning on the already overwhelmed middle-aged burnout.

“Nothing particularly sensitive. Basically just -

Outta all the Spartans to have walked in my room yesterday, why-oh-fucking-why did it have to be Kaja?

#Queekisms

Alpha
Bravo
Charlie
Delta

BUT I FORGOT CHARLIE WAS A WORD

put mega brain effort into thinking this little thing out BUT NO I FORGOT C WAS IN THE FUCKING ALPHABET SO THE FIRST HALF OF THE STORY HAS ECHO INSTEAD OF CHARLIE GODDAMMIT

- front of his tired face.

“Sorry. Uh. No, I don’t think anything else is amiss. The pad might’ve been moved from where it was but…”

The Colonel shrugged.

“…I don’t quite remember, sorry.”

- dead for a decade. More, probably.”

He remembers the date explicitly.

“I was told to hold the line. Don’t give the enemy an inch of ground. So, I didn’t and he died. On my watch, carrying out my orders.”

He head nodded slightly before rubbing his temples. Wrinkled hand stretching over the -

“I don’t see how.”

Old eyes glared at the bottle again now. His tense fingers tapping uncomfortably against the cold surface of the chair. No, he didn’t want to talk about his brother, but that choice seemed to have slipped away like so many other things.

“Rudolph. My brother. He’s been -

- as the troops on the ground.

It had all gone wrong.
It had all gone wrong.
It had all gone wrong.
It had all gone wrong again.

Not again.

- he’d never known before, head spinning as his troops reported they saw armed gunmen in the crowd, Delta was pepped by shots that drew them into the carnage.

By the time he regained control, the situation had fallen apart. The city centre was ablaze and civilians were falling just as quickly -

- mayhem followed. In the moment where Wilbur should’ve followed through to reign everyone in, the Colonel froze. The doubt seeping in, the images of his brother flashing, the beating rhythm of his heart shattering the calm he usually felt in such situations.

Gripped by an anxiety -

They slipped through perfectly. It was like they knew exactly where his troops were spread thinnest, and they reached the centre of the city. Bypassing UNSC and local security assets all at once.

The explosives set off the crowd, the crowd went into a frenzy, the local security went-in and -

It was a trick.

The bombs went off, Alpha went in, Beta and Charlie were stretched to cover the lost ground. Delta were held in reserve, positioned around the capitol building to keep the protestors from storming it.

He was in the office when he heard it.
The explosions and shots just outside.

#Queekisms

Just dawning on me
I did the A, B, C, D designations for the four companies in the battalions

But my brain skipped the C

Ah well.

I’ll correct it in the next version.

it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong it’s all gone wrong

He can’t escape the feeling that something is off.

- their ground, and Delta would remain in reserve. Ready to move in at any given moment.

- Alpha Company down there. Let the locals handle the carnage, I want every main road and alleyway locked down, and everyone trying to get out checked and double checked.”

She acknowledged his orders, and Alpha Company moved in. Beta and Echo would be momentarily stretched to cover -

- thrilled with the fact that Wilbur had commandeered his room. But he liked getting the lay of the land, so he was adamant in taking it over.

The Colonel pressed his ear-piece.

“Saraya…”

His XO. A promising young Major who definitely resented being commanded by an aging drunk.

“…get -

On the edge of the city, there was an almighty explosion. Consuming a government-ran housing estate in a wave of raging fire and choking smoke. Wilbur could see the carnage from the balcony of the governor’s hall.

The room he was in was in-fact the office of the local treasurer, who wasn’t -

- talk about it.”

He got him killed, he got him killed, he got him killed he got him killed, he got him killed, he got him killed.

The Colonel shook his head.
Throwing the thoughts away.

“An hour. Two, tops. Thought I’d wake-up the troops with some surprise barrack inspections.”

“Brother.”

He leaned back in his chair. Tensed fists clutching into the arms of the seat, his words escaping through gritted teeth. Every sense was enflamed, every nerve was pricked, and every thought was off. Frankly, Wilbur was on the verge of completely falling apart.

“I don’t like to -