daisy023: (What I am)
[The feed is activated when the journal drops from the hand of the Spartan, revealing an apartment with only the armored figure walking by. She takes off and drops the helmet with an unusual violence, and sits in a wall while staring at the window.

For minutes, she does nothing except looking at the opening, seemingly immobile as the wind coming through it caressed her hair, as if she was as solid as the armor she wore.

She stands up, picks her helmet, and shuts the feed.]



[ENCRYPTED TO THE BLUE ROGUES AND VALVALIS]

I'll be on the mountains. Don't look for me.


((OOC: It won't be a hiatus (for now), but for a week or perhaps more, Daisy will be exploring the mountains for the time to think and be alone, to remember and ponder about her life*, and to contact Kippin. It's been nearly a week since the event, but for her? It's the last straw on the camel's back, and she needs to walk it off for a while. Even killing aliens wouldn't cheer her up for this.

Of particular note? Superman and Michael... will have somewhat triggering reactions. She doesn't hate them (quite the contrary), but she will because, again, they're part of something she has always wanted to have. THAT MEANS YOU ARE FREE TO ANNOY HER! TALK TO HER! NOW! I WANT TO BREAK HER EVEN MORE!

*Perhaps an excuse to make an IC complete history section? It seemed a bit too cold for me when I was writing it like a report. Something on the style of the Halo: Evolutions tale The Return could be a bit more fitting for a character like her.))
daisy023: (Thinking)
[WRITTEN | DRAWN // PRIVATE FILTER 100% // 75% TO ALEXEI, VAL, AND FAMILY // DAISY WAS THINKING OF TELLING THEM THIS] )

[FILTERED TO ALEXEI'S GROUP, THE BLUE ROGUES, DR. HASTINGS, AND FAMILY]

[From the rooftops, there is the sight of Luceti's forest near the village. At first, the view continues to change until something pink moves slowly from behind the woods. There is the sound of a finger dashing the paper it is recording on.

The focus draws closer until the creature becomes clear. A monster resembling a malnourished and bald overgrown wolf that patrols around the village. It notices living beings... but it ignores them, and continues moving.]



Are you all seeing this?
daisy023: (Huh?)
This is Daisy. Reporting in.

[An annoyed sigh.]

I woke up someplace else, but I'm in good conditions. I'm currently suited up, and performing preparation labors.

Doctor Hastings and Captain Alexei are accounted for. Vivi. If you read this, the Doctor is looking for you. Report ASAP to him. He's worried about you.

...


[FILTERED TO FAMILY AND RELATIVES]

Michael? Val? Dad? Are you all alright?


[FILTERED TO THE BLUE ROGUES]

Currently accounting for people yet to wake up from the shift. Awaiting orders.

All plans for the Festival still active?




((OOC: In this AU? Superman is Daisy and Michael's dad, and Val is an ex. Daisy served for a time in the navy and under Captain Alexei's mentorship, was granted a suit of armor in collaboration with Dr. Hastings, and finally returned to her family to Luceti Valley, retaining her rank of Chief Petty Officer.

So, since she was never conscripted for something similar to the SPARTAN-II Project in this AU, she has only her name, but not the "Spartan", "Sierra", nor the "TwentyThree" callsigns.

Most disturbingly? While her Blood Knight traits remain in this AU, she's way saner than her OU version by a long shot, mainly because she had an actual family and an actual life to call her own in this event. This won't end well.))
daisy023: (Stand down)
[As soon as SPARTAN-023 is allowed out of bed rest, she suits herself up in her MJOLNIR Mark IV armor, a seven-feet tall behemoth of metal and red with a golden faceplate. Once again inside of what she thought of as her second skin (Even with her white wings stuffed beneath the gel layer), she returns to the Battle Dome.

Not to rest, of course. She wanted to test the facility.

The Chief Petty Officer, upon arrival into one of the chambers, doesn't just load enemies and shoot away, but chooses to fiddle around with the options, inspecting every alternative, every selection, and every way to insert data. While her senses had been reduced while in Luceti, she was patient enough to spend nearly an hour to analyze the programs, and even discover a way to make the damage real: An option she ignored, both for the strength of Covenant weaponry, and because she cherished her armor too much to damage it in a mere training session.

After all, Shirou and Rin were gone.

Once satisfied, she sets the gravity to 1.08G -Reach's-, inputs information about her weapons, materializes a forest environment -Luceti's-, and inserts a new entry on the databases that, if her intel on the previous draft was correct, was similar in power and tactics to the foot soldiers of the Third Party Cult.

SPARTAN-023 prepares herself. From beyond the woods, abominations with hind legs, four jaws, and ornate armor, spawn with their alien weapons, sometimes even blades of energy. All of them calling out for the blood of the Spartan.

She begins.]

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