[SPARTAN-023 readies her pistol and runs towards the side door. She had given her position to Valvalis, only because she was one of the few she trusted enough in this strange world. Even then, could've been someone else.
She positions herself by the side of the hinges, opens the door with her right hand, her pistol at the ready in her left... and sees the form she had seen Valvalis with earlier in the week. Her pistol drops into forty five degrees.
Valvalis will see a woman in her thirties, barely six feet tall, with long hair, and a long cyan dress. She lacks the steely expression of the Spartan. It's as if Daisy had never become a super-soldier, and instead had chosen to be a mother.]
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She positions herself by the side of the hinges, opens the door with her right hand, her pistol at the ready in her left... and sees the form she had seen Valvalis with earlier in the week. Her pistol drops into forty five degrees.
Valvalis will see a woman in her thirties, barely six feet tall, with long hair, and a long cyan dress. She lacks the steely expression of the Spartan. It's as if Daisy had never become a super-soldier, and instead had chosen to be a mother.]