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REPORT 008 :: FIREFIGHT // ACTION
[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.]
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.]
[Action] Sod. We still have some time to go before we get them. Good luck, mate.
Five hundred years later, occupation forces will still be needed. Snipers, especially.
I never mind having one covering me.
[Action] FFFFFFFFFuck this week. At least it's over now?
Never said Snipers were obsolete- just human infantry. Most of the actual combat I saw was from the cockpit of my VF-25. Newest, most advanced variable fighters in the galaxy, and I got the honor of field testing the sniper variant.
[Action] I still have two weeks to go before spring break. Alas.
Not to mention the MJOLNIR could reveal a person's gender. Contrary to what Eric Nylund wrote in his books. Thank you, Reach.]I don't understand. [She shakes her head.] Throughout history, infantry has always been needed as an occupation force. Even with advances on war tech. But for something that can replace it...
[SPARTAN-023 does find strange that a vehicle would be marked as a "sniper".]
What do you mean with "sniper variant" when you referred to it, as a vehicle?
[Action] Mine was over and gone before I realized it.
[He raps on the shoulder of her armor with one knuckle.]
In a way, I guess they are our infantry in battroid mode. Same end purpose as your armor, but scaled up to go toe-to-toe with Zentradi forces.
[Action] Too fast, and too slow at the same time. ;_;
It makes sense. [Her head turns aside. A suit that could be mass produced that could even fly would render the MJOLNIR obsolete.] That way, warfare could change completely. But for it to be mass produced...
[She has envy.]
[action]
Hah, if warfare hadn't changed as completely as it did for us, we might never have managed it. Development started on the first valkyries because the SDF-1 had accommodations that hinted at the existence of Zentradi. Still, the technology had a long way to go when they actually found Earth.
[Action]
But... the last sentence strikes an even bigger cord.]
They found Earth? [She sounds worried. She tries to mentally rationalize the problem.] Didn't humanity have a plan against it? What happened to the infrastructure?