REPORT 007 :: WIA // ACTION | VOICE

[daisy023]

[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.))

Comments

[howtobeaboss.livejournal.com]

North? You sure?

[He looks around for a little before (luckily) picking the right direction. His sense of direction had gotten a LITTLE better during this times spent here.]

How did you know that anyway? Can you see really far?

[daisy023]

Training.

[That's nothing. If I was at full power, I'd see a fly's wings, the Spartan thinks. She holds herself as she is sent to the more appropiate direction.]

Things I learned from basic.

[howtobeaboss.livejournal.com]

Uoooh, you could do that just from some training? What other cool things can you do!?

[See Sierra. Look what you've started.]

[daisy023]

And augmentations. [Daisy's at least realizing most of what she speaks in here might as well be greek.] Body improvements.

[Cripes. This is like Marines spazzing over seeing a Spartan.]

Not much by now. [At least she's being honest.] Barring this? Fighting.

[howtobeaboss.livejournal.com]

Ah. Yeah "augmentations". [He really doesn't get it.] You know, I think I knew someone called that before...

Hey, but all that means you're pretty strong right? We should spar someday when you're all healed! [They shouldn't be too far from the edge of town at this point. He's just taking his time since he's sure Nami'll kill 'em.]

[daisy023]

I don't know how good that idea that would be. I'm too strong.

[After all Spartans got their augmentations, to say they became dangerous for their trainers is an understatement.]

Unless you can stretch along with the punches.

[gomugomunopwn.livejournal.com]

Too strong!? But that's only going to make me want to fight you more!

Ah, don't worry about it. You definitely won't be able to hurt me with only punches. [Unless... she knew Haki or something, but since it's mostly exclusive to HIS world he thiiiinks he won't mention it.] And since you can't hurt me, that means we can spar later right!?

[daisy023]

[Too many here become even more eager to spar with her the more she warns them about her strength.]

When I stand. [She hadn't asked for his name.] Mr...

[gomugomunopwn.livejournal.com]

Luffy! Monkey D. Luffy! Nice to meetcha!

[daisy023]

...Likewise, sir.

[So many odd names. Though Daisy-023 isn't one to speak.

She spots a position someplace between the forest and the village.]

That one looks like a good spot.