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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[Ami can tell from the Spartan's face that she wishes it was less time, but Daisy is not ~~usually~~ the type to argue about orders.

She lowers her head, resigned.]

Understood, ma'am.

[She was growing to hate these two weeks.]

It won't be so bad. Your friends will visit. I will, too. And I'll bring anything you'd like, books and so on.

[Daisy feels like a liability. She hates the feeling. But she cannot deny the help. Nor the company.

And much unlike Harvest, while there were threats from inside and outside the barrier, she was not in a war zone.]

You'll all make this bearable. [The company would do her good. Even when she is unable to even stand.] Thank you, Ami.

[She feels odd referring to people here by their first names when they outrank her.]

[Ami tends to avoid first-name basis with people herself, even here; but a few people have come to be exceptions.]

I do? [She seems surprised by the idea, albeit pleasantly.]

...Doctors do.

[Even if Dr. Mizuno is technically a civilian contractor. While Spartans don't formally take orders from civilians, many of them do from Dr. Halsey. Besides, superhumans or not, all members of the UNSC hold the deepest respect for anyone capable of healing.

Especially with the Covenant.]

I'm an Non-Commissioned Officer. As a Doctor, you'd be a CO of O-3 pay grade. [SPARTAN-023 reminds herself this is all military language.] You'd be a Lieutenant, minimum. Probably even a Commander.

[And that's in Navy ranks.]

I see. [She doesn't, really.]

But, you know, we're not in our worlds anymore. It's different here. You're just someone I'm glad to know and wanted to help.

[Once again, Ami was right. She still acted as if she was in her world. As if she was still within the wing of the UNSC.]

Yes, ma'am. Dr. Mizuno. [She says in an apologetic manner.] But the respect is all the same.

I appreciate it, truly. I know, I usually think of things in terms of home still, too.

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