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sliceitwithwind) wrote2012-11-30 12:20 am
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HALO AU
The briefing room for talking to Spartans was never filled. It didn't take that many, after all, to do...whatever needed to be done. The two scientists at the front, well. They looked like they had at least some field experience. One of them was scarred up and missing an eye, the other one was big enough to be a Spartan, but lacked that...something that marked Katzu Spartans. He was, in so much as one could be, just Katzu. He did, however, show markings of peripheral nerve damage...signs of an attempt at making him a Spartan that failed.
Neither of them moved like paper-pushers, though. They moved like ODST, highly trained but not quite at that level. The taller one exhibited obvious signs of Spartan drug failure, but didn't appear to let that phase him. The smaller one had indications, but nothing as dramatic.
Neither of them moved like paper-pushers, though. They moved like ODST, highly trained but not quite at that level. The taller one exhibited obvious signs of Spartan drug failure, but didn't appear to let that phase him. The smaller one had indications, but nothing as dramatic.
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...not that it helped much. A very large chunk of a destroyed ship plowed into the side of their own with the scream of grinding metal and then the silent hush of vacuum swallowing the rest of the sound. Parts of the deck spiraled away as the ship buckled and fractured, weakened areas giving up the ghost of integrity under such a massive assault.
It seemed like eons later when a radio clicked and hummed, Aya coughing over the line. "Suit holding here, though the scrubbers aren't working well. Everyone else on this frequency make it?"
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"...I...don't think so. Going to have to jump your way I think. I'll let you know when I get to a clear edge."
Nevada nodded and debated between resetting his shoulder and propping Braig up. "We'll head your way as soon as we can."
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Ow. A moment of dizzy but not long.
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"I heard! I'm moving! Sorry to break it all to you but way things are going out here we may not find a friendly in eight hours."
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"Yes." Dilan said over the top of his lover's denial, "Do it."
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He'd figure out what the hell to do after they were together again!
"He, figured out where I am in relation to you guys. Look up when you run out of deck!"
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Aya nodded and stood up long enough to get a slight running jump and launched herself across the distance. Her angle was slightly off but Nevada lashed an arm out to catch her. His bad shoulder but who was counting? "Back. Back behind as much metal as we can find! That ship is firing up!"
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"Crazy or dead," Aya admitted. "The covenant slips out of here we're stranded and we all die in a number of hours. Crazy we get ourselves inside the range of the warp envelope somehow."
"...right. Get me an angle on nearby debris and we'll hitch a ride."
"Just to lengthen the odds a bit we have four grenades. One of which may be damaged."
"Fun. Get me angles anyway. Scientists? You any good with zero gravity physics?"
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Dilan grinned a little, "Yeah. Give me a second."
And then he started giving them equations.
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"Only if this works."
"Right," she came over to fish grenades off of Braig and gave both scientists cheerful pats on the shoulder before sharing out her grenades and heading off to apply equations at one end of their...less than space worthy chunk of ship.
"Wedge yourselves tight, this'll be rough even if it does work!" Nevada was grinning as well, and actually whistled as he headed off to carry his end of the propelling explosions.
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"Two," Nevada added from his end.
"One. Don't die." Aya finished with the sound of hitting the deck on her end and holding the hell on. Hitchhiking was never a sure bet at the best of times and in circumstances like this?
Well, it was even odds that the blast would tear their floating islet apart before they could slide in under the envelope of the covenant slip stream.
Slip space travel was new to humans; dripping and strange. The Covenant, with their salvaged technology, had a smoother ride. Or rather, they did when chunks of enemy space craft weren't riding along and screwing up their trajectory. The piece with the spartans and scientists wasn't the only ship chunk to tag along, a good half of a marine cruiser tumbled into the aether with the alien craft and that threw off even the best calculations.
The cruiser did not come out where they intended, and the momentum of the myriad pieces when the Covenant ship decelerated caused the purple hull to be impacted and torn; a grim parody of the damage the enemy vessel had down at Reach. Floating nearby, uncaring about the devastated ships above, floated a large ring swimming in swirls of green, blue, and sere gold.
The various hitchikers probably weren't in the best frame f mind for taking in the view.
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"Still here." the little man said.
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"I want a vacation," Nevada added. "And I'm pinned. Give me a minute to get to you. Any bleeding, sirs?"
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"I can't tell." Dilan said grimly, "Nothing big enough I can feel it."
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"Now I come get you Aya. you sound like hell. Then we get ourselves into the ship above us to get a ride down to the...ring planet." Nevada noted. No, Halos were not common knowledge yet. "Sirs are you up to a small jump to the other broken ship?"
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"...yeah...only scientists we've got now." Aya noted quietly. "For the record shields haven't come back."
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