daisy023 | REPORT 007 :: WIA // ACTION

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REPORT 007 :: WIA // ACTION | VOICE

[She had been here before. The feeling of a body too heavy to move, and the difficult breathing of a perforated lung. The nightmares had become all too familiar to her, but the days earlier disturbed her whole being. The images of Halsey's teams of scientists returned to her.

They had taken her. They experimented on her. They used her.

The Chief Petty Officer lays helpless on the ground, with injuries that would've usually been too minor for a Spartan, as her head wearily looks for option. She spots the journal, and with whatever remained of her strength, she holds on to it, and whispers.]

This is Sierra TwentyThree. I need assistance.

[She prompty drops it, knowing it would somehow follow her. It always did. Both when she wanted, and when not. This place had softened her. It wasn't supposed to happen. None of this was. This was the cost of her complacency.]

((OOC:Daisy's injuries are minor (even by her standards), but she suffers as if she had a perforated lung.))

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[Rydia stares at her in concern.]

I don't see any, but it could be something internal. Let me take you to the medical facilities in the Battle Dome. There's usually some staff there, and they can probably help you better than I.

Can you carry me?

[The Spartan asks honestly. In spite of her athletic appearance, she was nearly seven feet tall, with bone and muscle density over two hundred pounds. Had she been in her suit of armor, no one would've been able to carry her.

The Chief looks around the forest, looking for options, in the midst of her condition.]

Maybe someplace near the village.

No...but I can transport us there, the same way I got here.

[SPARTAN-023 wants to object on the thought of being teleported -well aware that it meant immediate transportation of a human body, and slispace is a dangerous science as it is-. But she isn't the expert on magic.]

You know what you're doing. [This is not towards Rydia, but towards herself.]

[Rydia nods and then focuses. A moment later, they're in the medical facility of the battle dome.]

[So it is possible. The Chief's fingers and head jolt with the sudden change in gravity and location. While efficient, she wasn't sure if it was an experience she'd want to repeat.]

So this is the Battle Dome. [She eyes the area with curiosity.] Wish I had used it before.

[Rydia glances around with some curiosity, as well. She's never needed to use the medical facilities before.]

I'll help you to a bed, then I'll see who's on staff right now. Okay?

Thank you, Rydia. [She nods, trying to give her a smile. She doesn't know whenever if to calm her or calm herself, but for her help, she deserves it.]

You would have made a good Officer. [She mutters honestly.]

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