daisy023: (Understand)
This is SPARTAN-023.

I am reporting that in January 30th of the Sixth Cycle of Luceti, Captain Adell of the Blue Rogues has returned to his world to continue his duties.

[...]

Because of it, by his orders established in the case he left, I have been assigned to command the unit until it's original founder, Captain Vyse, returns to Luceti and officially retakes his position as leader of the Blue Rogues.

Additionally, he has asked for someone to keep the Hakurei Shrine in his absence, a project me and the Captain built for mutual friends of ours. Faith is of no matter.

That is all.

[She stops, not sure with what to sign this with. By the UNSC, she was still a Chief Petty Officer, and only if someone on the UNSC chose to do so she would be promoted.

Strangely, now it's the time when she wonders if rank matters at all in here.]


Daisy SPARTAN-023


VILLAGE

[After leaving the message, she remains in her room staring at the note addressed not only to her, but the note addressed to Reimu along with the bottles of Gensokyo and RosenQueen sake Adell trusted her with if he ever left. His final order was basic, and a Spartan, it was curious how much did it make her think. She spends a long time staring at the note he left for her.

"Live. For yourself, for the people you love, and for a better world. Just live."

After several minutes, she grabs the bottles and the notes, and locks them in the same place she kept the more important possessions. She sets the picture of Adell with his old family in House 44 beside Daisy's own. Beside Valvalis, Neliel, Kirimi, and Keimi.

--

This time, she doesn't overdo her exercises and meditations. She dresses in the same winter garbs she wore a year ago, and wanders around the Restaurant, the Tea shop, the Item shop and even the Hot Springs.

If you're a friend of hers? chances are you will receive a message requesting for some time together.

--

Before the day is over, she returns to her Garden over the roof of the Fifth Community Housing to continue her personal project. Winter will end soon, and spring will allow even more flowers to bloom in the aftermath of the harsh environment. There were so many kinds she wanted to plant.

As she called for the help of Faeren and Sona when taking care of the flowers, she couldn't wait until it was the time to plant orchids.]
daisy023: (What I was)
Introspection )


[Strangely, Daisy will not be found at the Gym, nor at the Battle Dome, nor the places she frequents to keep herself and her armor sharp. For the whole of the day, Daisy walks around the forests in silence, silently tracing her steps where she first arrived -running from cover to cover, with her senses being as tense as strings back then-, all the way to the outside of Jordan and Litchi's house -Kazama's now, she corrects herself-, and to the coffee shop where Charlotte invited her for a warm drink.

She remembers being baffled to think that people would want to eat and drink with a Spartan. Now, she also realizes only one of the people that first saw her when she arrived is still here. Riku.

The rest is gone. Charlotte. Green Lantern. David Jordan. Shirou.

She was a malnourished and scarred weapon little better than an attack dog, hiding her fear into a drive to kill when she first arrived in that sundress. Now, she is a woman clad in red winter clothes fit to her shape and a golden scarf, and her hair had been allowed to grow long enough to reach her hips – Something Daisy blames both the fairy tale shift and Valvalis for.

When her team ran away from CASTLE Base, she once wondered if her parents would even recognize her after everything that was done to them. She is still over two meters tall, she still depends on her armor, she continues to crave for any sort of military to give her a sense of normalcy, and for the battlefield to give a sense of thrill she had only just found in other places thanks to friends of hers... And she still carries that tiny bear she had held on to for so many years.

But now she wonders if other Spartans would recognize her.]


((OOC: Those that look for Daisy will most likely find her in the forest, walking; she may be found in front of a fire made from dead branches she collected, staring at it and meditating to channel Eferin; or even on an attempt to make a snowman. Generally, she's going through her steps when she first arrived in Luceti, quite pensive.))
daisy023: (Gone)
[Daisy sounds emotionally well in this transmission... Perhaps too calm for someone going into battle.]

This is Chief Petty Officer Daisy SPARTAN-023.

All of you must have read the reports about the draft by now. I'll try to give a few pointers for this battle, so suggestions, corrections, and additions to this file are welcome. I'll be on the offensive, and help with the explosives that could be lying around the mines. So April was right with that one.

My unit has fought in a few underground ops, and can say it's a little like fighting inside bunkers. There'll be tight quarters, so there'll be a lot of close range combat. The faster you end fights, and the more domain you hold over the more open territories, the less they'll be able to move around.


::[ UNDERGROUND WARFARE HANDBOOK | WRITTEN BY SPARTAN-023 ]:: )


As always, be cautious and use common sense. This place will heavily limit the cultists' ability to fight, but don't get careless. Above all, survival is more important than any other objective. We have good odds now, so use them.

SPARTAN-023, out.


[ACTION - S-23'S APARTMENT, STORES, ANYWHERE]

[Those looking for SPARTAN-023 will find her making preparations for the battle... with the same calm as if she was going for a road trip.]

[WRITTEN HOURS LATER IN THE DAY]

I could use lessons with a short sword.
daisy023: (Serious)
[The feed reveals... Hair. A lot of it. There seems to be an apartment beneath it, too. A certain Daisy is the source, with the most exasperated expression ever.]

I need assistance.

[Once the feed shuts down, Daisy wonders how easy would it be to find her combat knife and some scissors.]
daisy023: (What was mine)
[Spartans are beings of their word -a trait they follow from their legendary leader-. So when they make a promise, they follow it. Even if they agreed to a date with a boy infamous over being a flirt with anything remotely passing as feminine.

The Chief Petty Officer herself had accepted the offer because it was one of many things she had felt curiosity about civilian life, but she can't help but wonder how much of her sanity has she lost by now. She had spent too long in a civilian environment.

Perhaps the strangest thing for this day, is that she is not wearing the UNSC Navy drab, her jumpsuit, or even the white suit. Instead, after an improvised mix-and-match session she made with Sheryl, she is wearing a red jacket, a yellow camisole, and a red skirt.

Beside her is Masaomi Kida, over one feet shorter when in comparison to the amazonian woman.]


((OOC: This is a joint post between [livejournal.com profile] sierra_023 and [livejournal.com profile] generalflirt Posting order will be You --> Daisy --> Kida, but exceptions could be made since the mun of Daisy is an idiot.

For the record, Kida is 5'7'', and Daisy is 6'9''. Backdated to sometime in the afternoon, after Kirimi gets out of the closet. :D ))

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