daisy023: (Thinking)
[WRITTEN | DRAWN // PRIVATE FILTER 100% // 75% TO ALEXEI, VAL, AND FAMILY // DAISY WAS THINKING OF TELLING THEM THIS] )

[FILTERED TO ALEXEI'S GROUP, THE BLUE ROGUES, DR. HASTINGS, AND FAMILY]

[From the rooftops, there is the sight of Luceti's forest near the village. At first, the view continues to change until something pink moves slowly from behind the woods. There is the sound of a finger dashing the paper it is recording on.

The focus draws closer until the creature becomes clear. A monster resembling a malnourished and bald overgrown wolf that patrols around the village. It notices living beings... but it ignores them, and continues moving.]



Are you all seeing this?
daisy023: (What I am)
[The Spartan breathes deeply before speaking. There is a lack of energy in her voice. Depressed, almost.]

This is Sierra TwentyThree. I wasn't drafted.

[There is a long pause as she lets it sink in.]

To all entering combat, please provide combat intel upon returning. These Shifters. I want to know how if there can be a way to identify them in the battlefield. What kind of powers can they disable. [Worried about losing her augs and MJOLNIR? A Spartan calls that a challenge.] At this point, precision weaponry seems to be the best choice against them.

The Third Party will be attacking a resource point. We'll need to keep resources stocked up. If the op fails.

[ENCRYPTED TO THE NAMED ONES // RESTRICTED // EYES ONLY]

Shirou. Rin. Major Jordan. Miss Rydia. Miss Nami. Captain Adell... Valvalis. [The last name is spoken with hesitance... for much more complex issues.]

If any of you need long-distance support, before or during operations, I am here.

[END OF ENCRYPTION]

Good luck, everyone.

Sierra TwentyThree, out.


[ENCRYPTED MESSAGES TO CPT. ADELL AND VALVALIS // CLASSIFIED // EYES ONLY] )
daisy023: (What was mine)
[There is a girl in a delicate sundress advancing through the snow with her head down, stopping behind every tree big enough to cover her position, to look at the area around her. She shivers, and her hair had collected frost that had stuck on her blond hair, but her eyes continuously scan every tree in the environment with distrust and paranoia, ignoring the environment around her, as if she was being hunted.

Those that have spent time in the military would recognize her movements resembled that of a soldier. A weaponless soldier without protective armor or equipment, but a soldier nonetheless.

More specifically, a SPARTAN-II. And a Spartan was never weaponless.

Her breathing condenses with the frigid air around her, but she ignores it. This girl continues advancing through the forest, but she abruptly stops mid-way, looking at something in the snow, for a long moment uncaring of the alien woods that held her. She slowly bends down, and picks it up.

She mutters to herself.]



I've seen this before... I left this back there.

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