Death From Afar
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Death From Afar
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· Aug 22
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
The Spartan continued to play, seemingly undisturbed by the rifle. It was like she was in her own world.
Perhaps it was a good thing, for that glare- fixated on something that was just in front of her, appeared haunted. Far older than her face.
Maybe she needed the break.
Perhaps it was a good thing, for that glare- fixated on something that was just in front of her, appeared haunted. Far older than her face.
Maybe she needed the break.
Lucas glanced over, sitting nearby, setting his rifle on a table and tweaking its scope a bit. It got knocked around a bit on his last drop.
He didn't say a word, just listened, checking the scopes alignment every now and again.
He didn't say a word, just listened, checking the scopes alignment every now and again.
Death From Afar
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· Aug 17
Two years? That’s both impressive and also not surprising.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re not the first to ramble on.” She shook her head a little, but continued on.
“Not much further now.”
“Don’t worry about it. You’re not the first to ramble on.” She shook her head a little, but continued on.
“Not much further now.”
"Uh...roughly, two years? Give or take? I kinda loose track."
He mutter, edit, rubbing his neck.
Yes, it should've been a dead giveaway but...well.
He wasn't sure-
"Sorry I tend to ramble-"
He mutter, edit, rubbing his neck.
Yes, it should've been a dead giveaway but...well.
He wasn't sure-
"Sorry I tend to ramble-"
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· Aug 13
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· Aug 13
Did he 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 just ask her that? The battle-scarred white MJOLNIR wasn’t a dead giveaway?
“I am. Spartan IV, first induction.” She nodded, looking over at him.
“I wouldn’t expect you to have found it. ODSTs don’t often visit S-Deck.” A breath.
“How long you been ODST?”
“I am. Spartan IV, first induction.” She nodded, looking over at him.
“I wouldn’t expect you to have found it. ODSTs don’t often visit S-Deck.” A breath.
“How long you been ODST?”
He gave a nod and walked behind her.
"Yeah? must not have been paying attention."
He chuckles, adjusting his grip on the rifle.
"Amazed. i didn't stumble in on accident."
He looked over to her.
"You're a spartan, right?"
"Yeah? must not have been paying attention."
He chuckles, adjusting his grip on the rifle.
"Amazed. i didn't stumble in on accident."
He looked over to her.
"You're a spartan, right?"
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· Aug 12
Marko--
Which big man?"
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· Aug 12
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· Aug 12
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· Aug 12
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· Aug 12
Her shoulders relaxed an inch, and she nodded. “Try to keep up.”
Cal was trying to lighten things a little, and turned to head out of the range.
“It’s on S-Deck, not far from the armory.”
Cal was trying to lighten things a little, and turned to head out of the range.
“It’s on S-Deck, not far from the armory.”
He glanced over, before humming, rubbing his face.
"Right, right, sorry, dint know what I was thinking."
He muttered, standing up, picking up the rifle
"Could you um... lead the way to your workshop?"
"Right, right, sorry, dint know what I was thinking."
He muttered, standing up, picking up the rifle
"Could you um... lead the way to your workshop?"
Death From Afar
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· Aug 12
Death From Afar
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· Aug 12
“Don’t wait for the next drop.” She deadpanned, visor fixated on him now.
“You’re asking for shit to hit the fan if your gear doesn’t work.”
“You’re asking for shit to hit the fan if your gear doesn’t work.”
He gave a laugh, and nodded, lifting the rifle, eyeing the scope.
"I may just have to do that if it's still rubbish on my next drop."
"I may just have to do that if it's still rubbish on my next drop."