RP:War

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 * The RP Begins on Jan eighth, 2551.
 * The planet is known as Woskia.
 * Elites will be called by their first then last name.
 * Any UNSC, Covenant, Forerunner, or With my permition an unknown alien force (heritics, rebals, and rampants are also allowed).
 * Repairs on a ship must take a few hours to days not just a couple minutes or seconds. 30 min- 2 hours for light damages, 2 hours-3 days for medium damages and 5 hours-3days for heavy damages.
 * You are strongly encouraged to spell words correctly so that it makes it easier for other people to read the posts. Edit edit other posts if you see mistakesif you can
 * Every posts must be at least 1 paragraph to 5 paragraphs long, 1 paragraph is 6-15 sentences.
 * Every post is counted as a chapter, Every 5 posts is counted as a section.
 * Be sure to sign your posts or they will be deleted.
 * Do not act out, injure or kill other people's characters unless there is exact permission from the owner.
 * If you are posting and you have a post directly above it simply add on to the existing post.
 * DO NOT CURSE! cursing is crude behavior, even for UNSC marines.
 * you can be on both UNSC ENLISTED(unsc side) Attendants of the Great Jounrey(covenant side)

UNSC ENLISTED

 * 1) þ†öWè®¥ ^ (UNSC Fleetcom)(UNSC History)(UNSC Mision Log) [ MODERATOR/FOUNDER ]
 * 2)  Master Gunnery Sergeant  Hank J Wimbleton IV COMHalo: Galaxy
 * 3) Lordofmonsterisland  "Roar to me"  [ SECONDARY MODERATOR ]
 * 4) SPARTAN-G023 Comm Channel Mission History[[Image:Spartan III.png|30px]]Gh ost le adGh ost Head quarters
 * 5) Just another grunt
 * 6)  SPARTAN-091  |Admin|  [[Image:UNSC.jpg|15 px]] HelmetComm
 * 7) Grievous797
 * 8)  Monitor  of Installation-07 CommunicationsContributions
 * 9) Kebath 'Holoree
 * 1) Kebath 'Holoree

Attendants of the Great Journey

 * 1) þ†öWè®¥ ^ (UNSC Fleetcom)(UNSC History)(UNSC Mision Log) [ MODERATOR/FOUNDER ]

UNSC
Standard Commanders: Fleet Admiral Stephen Chow, Lieutenant Commander Jeremie O'Mitchell

UNSC Mobile Orbital Suppliant Fleet

 * 5 Zoom-Class Carriers
 * UNSC Didgerido
 * UNSC Cartrography
 * UNSC Gigigro
 * UNSC Moisteriser
 * UNSC Roboto
 * 500 Frigates
 * UNSC After Sunset
 * UNSC First Call of Par

UNSC Fleet of the Beast

 * 1 Runner-Class Aircraft Carrier
 * UNSC Tail of the Beast
 * 1 Halcion-Class Cruiser
 * UNSC Head of the Beast
 * 1 Zoom-Class Cruiser
 * UNSC Body of the Beast
 * 2 Prowlers
 * Paw of the Beast
 * Hand of the Beast
 * 2 Frigates
 * Feet of the Beast
 * 2 Frigates known as "the feet of the beast"

"The Beast"
7 Ships connected to form "The Beast" (only forms in battle situations).

UNSC Second Assault Fleet Taskforce 1

 * 1 Super Carrier
 * UNSC Spitfire - Fleet Admiral Stephen Chow
 * 501st ODST Battalion
 * Captain Michael Peterson
 * 405th Marine Light Infantry Division
 * Second Lieutenant Peter Lewis
 * 5 Destroyers
 * UNSC Leningrand
 * UNSC Falaise
 * UNSC Sword
 * UNSC Guadacanal
 * UNSC Okinawa

Elements of Delta and Gamma Regiments, Marine Division 116

 * 1,200 marines
 * 3 ships
 * UNSC L'amour (1,500 crew aboard)
 * Echo 212
 * Bravo 060

Uncle, Whiskey and Yellow Regiments, Marine Division 141

 * 3600 Marines/Crew
 * 1 ship
 * Graceful Dent

Battlegroup Alamo

 * UNSC Annihilator - Captain Jim Wilson
 * 1000 Longsword Fighters
 * Dragon Squadron, Original Team
 * Joe Harrison
 * Michelle Walters
 * Donald Summers
 * Randall Cragin
 * Sherri Black
 * David Davis
 * June Della
 * 5000 Marines
 * 100 Mongooses
 * 50 Troop Transport Warthogs
 * 50 Gauss Warthogs
 * 25 Scorpions
 * 10 Turtles
 * 20 Pelicans
 * 15 Albatrosses
 * UNSC Thermopylae
 * Team Alpha, Original Team
 * Edwin Davis
 * Lisa Davis
 * Kymberli Wilson
 * Jerry Peters
 * Marshall Black
 * Roy Koel
 * Amy Black
 * Clyde (AI)
 * 120 marines
 * 5 Turtles
 * 10 Scorpions
 * 10 Gauss Hogs
 * 10 Troop Transport Hogs
 * 10 Marathon-class Cruisers
 * 2000 Marines each
 * 25 Warthogs each
 * 20 Scorpions each
 * 10 Turtles each
 * 40 Pelicans each
 * 100 Longsword Fighters each
 * 100 Shortsword Fighters each

MISWA Assault Taskforce

 * One Supercarrier
 * NOC Aundstraud
 * Dr. Justinian
 * Two Marathon-class Cruisers
 * NOC Chimera
 * Lt. Dex Aegean
 * NOC Cerberus
 * Seven Destroyers
 * NOC Evangelier
 * NOC Gallowglass
 * NOC Dragoon
 * NOC Silence
 * NOC Paracelsus
 * NOC Eldarion
 * NOC Wkadleo

Covenant
Standard Commanders:Icsh 'Arsutee

Fleet of Unamed Glory

 * 10 Juggernauts
 * 25 CCS Class Capital Ships
 * 10 Covenant Flagships
 * 30 Unarmed CCS Class Capital Ships
 * 5 Unarmed Covenant Frigate Troop Transports

Forerunner Devices
Standard Monitors:3323290569601 Caluctave Messanger
 * Trillons of Constructors
 * Millions of Sentinal Minors
 * Millions of Sentinal Majors
 * Thousands of Enforcers
 * 50 Exterminators

Human Rebels

 * 1 Upgraded Prison Ship with attached MAC gun
 * 1 Halcion-Class Cruiser
 * 2 Prowlers
 * 5 Frigates

Ptowery

 * Name:Captain Coral
 * Side:UNSC
 * Status:Active
 * Location:Onboard the UNSC Didgerido
 * Other:N/A
 * Previously:N/A
 * Name:Commander Eric
 * Side:UNSC
 * Status:Active
 * Location:Onboard Fighter
 * Other:N/A
 * Previously:N/A

Spartan G-23

 * Role: Fleet Admiral Stephen Chow
 * Location: Bridge of the UNSC Spitfire
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Second Lieutenant Peter Lewis
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Captain Michael Peterson
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active

Lordofmonsterisland

 * Role: Captain Wilson
 * Location: Onboard the UNSC Annihilator
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Edwin Davis
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Lisa Davis
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Kymberli Wilson
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Jerry Peters
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Marshall Black
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Amy Black
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Roy Koel
 * Location: On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Joe Harrison
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Broadsword Fighter
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Michelle Walters
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Longsword Fighter
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Donald Summers
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Shortsword Bomber
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Randall Cragin
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Longsword Fighter
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Sherri Black
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Shortsword Bomber
 * Status: Active
 * Role: David Davis
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Longsword Fighter
 * Status: Active
 * Role: June Della
 * Location: In the cockpit of a Shortsword Bomber
 * Status: Active

justanothergrunt

 * Side:UNSC
 * Role: Lieutenant Lewis Ryan
 * Location:On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Lieutenant Tristan McWillis
 * Location:On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Corporal Catherine Peters
 * Location:On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Lieutenant Jonothan Donnaly
 * Location:On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Private Mitch Peters
 * Location:On Woskia's surface
 * Status: Active
 * Side:Human Traitors
 * Role: Rasputin Volveneuk (Rebel Commander)
 * Location: On Woskia's surface (Desert at equator)
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Vee London
 * Brig of the Graceful Dent
 * Status: Prisoner

Chiafriend12

 * Role: Ensign Pavel Browning
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Private Kevin Endrolsphini
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Sergeant Stephen Geauer
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Corporal Frederick Jenson
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Private John Matisse
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Lieutenant Commander Jeremie O'Mitchell
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Lieutenant Leon Polski
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Private Gary Saunders
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard UNSC ''L'amour
 * Status: Active

117649 A R

 * Role: Dr. Lee Justinian
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard NOC Aundstraud
 * Status: Active
 * Role: Lieutenant Dex. Aegean
 * Location: In orbit of Woskia, aboard NOC Chimera
 * Status: Active

=Halo: War=

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"Status" Commander Eric strotted down the bridge. "a small Covenant fleet, Sir. only 70 ships" a crewman answered. "hmm.. That's wierd" the Commander remarked "Attain Contact with the UNSC Didgerido and tell Captain Eric to procede with caution when he drops off the troops on the surface. We don't Know what we're dealing with." "Yessir!" the crewman answered. The COM Monitor displayed an image of the Didgerido and then it displayed: AQUIRING COMMUNICATION SIGNAL...DONE. Captain Coral's face appeared on the main monitor. "What is it Eric?" "Captain Coral Sir, there are only 45 Lethal ships, the rest are carriers. You have ONI Protocal Clearence to land on the Planet" Coral explained. "alright, i'll go on down to the surface". --þ†öWè®¥ ^ (UNSC Fleetcom)(UNSC History)(UNSC Mision Log) 01:13, 8 October 2007 (UTC)

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O'Mitchell looked at Leon sternly in the face. "When I do not give authorization, you do not schedule a 'routine' space flight of Bravo 60 and Echo 212!" he yelled.

"Yes, sir." Leon responded at attention.

"As one of 4 lieutenants on the ship, the longest one in the Navy actually, I would not expect you to do as much. When I say 'keep her steady as we approach Woskia', I do not mean 'you may do an unauthorized task'!" O'Mitchell sternly said in an attemptive disciplinary voice. He walked out of his small office into the bridge, signaled to a junior lieutenant. They both reentered to room. "Lieutenant Polski," he addressed, "This is Lieutenant, Junior Grade Nieland, an MP. He is also an eye-witness to your unauthorized action of eleven hours ago. You will receive a court martial for your action in approximately 84 hours."

Nieland cuffed the Lieutenant and took him out of the bridge, through many corridors into one of multiple cells, where an enlisted marine Leon knew was sitting in, again. Nieland uncuffed him, and locked him in one of the cells.

"What did you do this time, Jensen?"

"Oh nothing," Corporal Jensen responded. "Just didn't my sidearm clean when I was showing the doozy off. It was 'an unacceptable example of an unusable weapon."

BOOM. 06:34, 9 October 2007 (UTC)

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The trees swayed in the light breeze, and the sunlight shone off the large landed UNSC vessel, revealing the assembly of marines standing in even ranks in the middle of the clearing. One stood ontop of a log, spat on the ground then turned towards the marines.

"Right you lot," Lewis said, looking sternly at the mass of UNSC soldiers before him, "orders are that we gonna set up camp 'ere, no questions asked." Lewis hopped off his pedestal and walked down through the lines of troops.

"How long'd they say we'd be hear" Lieutenant Tristan asked, stepping out from behind the troops as Lewis passed him.

Lewis stared at the Glorious Dent, the ship had been his home for the past year, and he watched as troops started pulling supplies out of it, "We could be here for a long time."

User:justanothergrunt 06:58 (AUS TIME DUNNO WAT TIME IT IS WHEREVER U R) 9 October 2007

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"Good lord almighty!" Nieland exclaimed. He next darted out of the room toward the bridge.

Leon looked to his left toward Jensen. "But really, is that why you're in again?"

"Naw, I was just kidding ya'." The corporal chuckled. "I'm in for killing all the other guys in by battalion once when I was drunk."

Lieutenant Polski burst out laughing. "Rrriiigghhhttt..."

A minute or two later, Junior Lieutenant Nieland came back into the brig with his MA5B Assault Rifle. "Some stray Covenant fire exploded some 50 meters from the L'amour. Lieutenant Commander O'Mitchell ordered all personnel at attention, and at stations. That means you two are out of the brig." He unlocked the two cell doors, and opened them. "Frederick Jensen, Sergeant Geauer needs you with your squad pronto. Leon Polski, you need to get to cryo-1 immediatly to relay these orders." he handed Leon a piece of paper. Leon and Frederick both left the room and headed down the hallway to the left. 20:28, 9 October 2007 (UTC)

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"How Long 'till you got that'ere dish workin!", Rasputin shouted at the mob of men, running about in the intense heat.

"Just a few more hours sir!", came the reply.

Raputin stared at the large Sattelite dish being hoisted atop its stand by one of the ships. The remaining ships were lying in the sand of the arid desert. A spot of sweat dripped down Rasputin's bald head, stopping as it hit the side of his goggles, and he shouted curses directed at the sun. He turned back to the people staring at him, "Right, thats not fast enough, we need around the clock constant survellience on the UNSC forces up there, it can't be around the clock, if you waste a few hours sitting down without it switched on! Now get it working within the next 45 minutes or i'll 'ave your head!", the men scattered, releasing several frightened whimpers, and continues to assemble the machine.

There was a small flash in the sky, that momentarily caught the bald mans eye, zooming his goggles in on the location, he saw another, slight flash, this time with a blue tinge, "Looks like they've started," Rasputin mumbled, "Change of plans there's Covvies up there too, so that means you have 30 minutes to get this thing working!"

User:justanothergrunt 08:02 10 October (AUS TIME)

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The Pelican descended onto the surface of the planet. Captain Peterson looked out to see a small group of elites waiting for the at the Landing Zone. "LZ in five seconds" Said the pilot. The pelican's chin gun opened fire onto the elites cutting right through them and their overshields. Captain Peterson jumped out of the pelican and searched the area. The ODSTs of Sierra Company began to get ready for an enemy counter-attack on the landing zone as the pelicans flew off. They set up several .50 cal machine gun turrets all around the area. Several grunts and jackals ran through the clearing but were easily killed. A wraith tank came up but it too was defeated by the ODST rocket jockeys. "LZ is clear Major!" Yelled Captain Peterson over the comm as he got ready for any other tricks the covenant might throw at them.

--SPARTAN-G023 Comm Channel Mission HistoryGh ost <font color="#808080">le <font color="#000000">ad<font color="#D3D3D3">Gh <font color="#A9A9A9">ost <font color="#808080">Head <font color="#000000">quarters 22:37, 9 October 2007 (UTC)

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"Sir? Wh just got a signal from the planet, its Human but not UNSC" an officer of the Digdoridoo yelled to the Captain. Captain Coral answered, "What?" he walked over to the officer, "It's, 'Rebel' Sir" the officer replied. Take us, and the Cartrography down for suppliant on the pre-battlefield. And give our friends a 'supprise party' the'll not soon forget". "Yessir!"

The Didgerido Zoomed Toward Woskia and thousands of red beams flew toward the rebel's satelight dish as the Didgerido sped to Tember Base. The Cartrography, hovering over the base, wad droping off vehicles and weapons to enough for an army. Then the Didgerido landed onto the field. --þ†öWè®¥ ^ (UNSC Fleetcom)(UNSC History)(UNSC Mision Log) 01:43, 10 October 2007 (UTC)

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Polski and Jensen parted ways some 50 yards down the hallway. Polski took a right to cryo-2, while Jensen took a left towards the hangar where his squad, as well as his whole company, was. Polski continued down the hallway to cryo-2 where two enlisted crewmen were. "Is there an," Leon read the paper he was given. "'Ensign Pavel Browning' here?"

"No, sir." one of the enlisted men answered, "He left a bit ago and headed to cryo-1. He should still be there."

Lieutenant Polski left cryo room by climbing some stairs, going to the control room, through a short hallway, into cryo-1 and down those stairs. "Any of you an Ensign Browning?"

One of the three personnel responded, "Yeah, that's me."

"Well, your needed in hangar-1 on the double to report to Pelican Dropship Echo 212." Leon relayed, as he was ordered. Pavel jogged over to the stairs, proceeded up them and towards hangar-1. 05:32, 10 October 2007 (UTC)

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"Sir? They had our signal, we thought they was comin' for us..."

"What? How'd... fine.." Rasputin cursed under his breath, "Are you sure?"

"Yes sir," shouted the rebel, still with his comm connected to the satellite, "they got our signal. Two Zoomclass vessels got it, and 'ave landed furhter south."

Rasputin cursed again, "Then we don't have much time, they'll be ready by daybreak... allright people I want a bunch of ya' to get the MAC on my ship charged and aimed at the sky, can anyone here pilot my ship well enough to do that,", a soldier shakily raised his arm, and Raputin nodded in his direction, "you, in the ship now, you lot by the dish, hack into the UNSC log of the biggest ships up there, i wanna know which one has the most prisoners and vehicles, those doin nothin else, pack everything up, but keep your weapons armed," a smile crept across his face, "We're goin' ta war."

User:justanothergrunt 08:07, 10 October (UTC)

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"So why did the UNSC have to send us to capture Woskia?", asked Edwin. He was always the first to ask questions. "Because", began Captain Jim Wilson, "they want to make sure everything goes OK. It shouldn't be very hard." "So, no real problems, eh?", said Roy, the leader. "Shouldn't be", replied Captain Wilson. "Shouldn't be?" "Well, you know that no mission ever goes exactly as planned." Roy paused and thought for a moment, and then finally replied, "Well, we'll be waiting in the Thermopylae. Give us a signal when it's time."

The members of Team Alpha walked down the halls of the ship and into the Thermopylae, their personal ship. They readied their weapons, just in case anything should go wrong, and made sure everything was ready for a quick detachment and insertion to the planet's surface. Jerry checked the vehicles, his specialty, and made sure they were primed for usage. Marshall, Kymberli, and Amy checked the weapons, since they all required them for their tasks, making sure each was loaded and had the ammo nearby. Edwin readied the ship for take off with the help of his wife Lisa while Roy made sure that he and their AI, Clyde, had all the necessary tactical data on the planet. The team looked at the countdown till they exited slipspace. It read 33 minutes, 47 seconds left. Whether they had to fight or not, they would be ready.

Lordofmonsterisland "Roar to me"  15:10, 10 October 2007 (UTC)

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Pavel and Leon went up the stairs of cryo-1, through the control room, back through that short hallway, in and out of the control room of cryo-2, and back to the area where Jensen and Polski parted ways. Leon heard someone lifting some sort of metal sheet, and it scraping against another. He went faster, down the hallway the corporal went down, took a right at a corner, and say Frederick moving a floor panel so he could get something out of a compartment in the floor. "What are you doing corporal?"

Jensen had a pretty good feeling that he was screwed, and would receive some sort of punishment. "Uh, sir, I was just getting something."

"And what would you be getting?" Lieutenant Polski was exhilerated that he may be learning what he was doing that got him in the brig again.

"An M6D Pistol with 3 clips, and 2 extra MA5B magazines, sir."

"Well get your extra ammo and head towards hangar-1. Your squad may be wondering what happened to you." Leon has expected that he was hiding something worse, like stolen money, or illegal drugs. The three of them continued down the corridor another 50 yards or so until they got to hangar-1. "Browning, high-tail it over to Echo 212 on the double. Jensen, meet up with your squad."

"Yes, sir." the other two responded. Leon headed over to Bavo 060, a special, larger Pelican Dropship, able to carry two thirds of a standard company, compared to the Echo 212, a normal Pelican, that can only carry a platoon. 22:18, 11 October 2007 (UTC)

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Dex sighed; he took being fired by ONI hard. It was lucky for him that this MISWA, or whatever it was, was willing to hire at the time. Now he was back in service, with his original rank still in place. He sat up in his bunk, and the COM sounded. "Lieutenant Aegean, please report to the bridge" it said, and Dex got up and walked out the door.

Dr. Justinian tapped his Computer Pad, and accessed encrypted files of his work. He chuckled as he looked through them; all the names of M.E. volunteers. The list was long; nearly 77 pages long, in fact. The Doctor closed the file as the door slid open. "Sir. We've reached our destination. Oh, and you called me here" the man who had come in said, sitting down. "Ahh... Major. I'd been waiting to see you" Justinian whispered, and he put one of his hands inside his labcoat. "I've heard about your actions within the Long Island complex the other day..." Justinian began, and the Major quickly cut in. "I'm sorry sir. I was being told by rebels; they had my family hostage" he said, "I am aware that you did this on your own accord, Major..." the Doctor muttered, and in a flash, he drew one of his M6J-1337s from his holster and fired. The Major lay bleeding in front of the Doctor's desk. "You can't do this..." he began to say, and Dr. Justinian fired two more rounds into his chest, purposely missing vital organs. "I'm afraid I can, Major" he muttered, pulling out his Computer Pad again and tapping it multiple times. "Consider yourself gone. No family, no friends; you officially do not exist" Justinian said again, and finished the job with his pistol. He tapped a button on the bottom of his desk, and three Cleaners entered the room. "Dispose of the body" the Doctor said, and the Cleaners silently burned the corpse and took the ashes away, leaving the area perfectly spotless. Lee smiled, sat back in his chair, and loaded a fresh clip into his pistol.

-- Monitor  of Installation-07 CommunicationsContributions

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Leon stepped into the longer-than-normal back of Bravo 060. "Petty Officer!" he called to the pilot, that he saw was an enlisted man. "Prepare to load up Company F, of Delta's third battalion. The remainder will be loaded into Echo 212."

The pilot looked back over the right side of his chair. "Yes, sir. Will you be riding with 060?"

Leon was about to step out of Bravo 060, but stopped and answered, "No, I have some duties to do while aboard the L'amour. I may get on on your second trip." He stepped out of the dropship, and started to walk over to Echo 212 to tell then their orders of who to load up. Though before getting any further than 10 meters, Lieutenant Gate came up.

"Polski, didn't you get in trouble with O'Mitchell for doing an unauthorized action with Pelicans like, 12 hours ago?"

"Yes, but now I have authorization, Gate." Polski explained to prevent Gate from attempting to tell O'Mitchell or more unauthorized actions. He then continued on to Echo 212's location. 01:30, 13 October 2007 (UTC)

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"Where was she?", Lieutenant McWillis asked the small band of privates.

"We found her over there," pointing into the forest, "We found her in a lil' tent just a kilometre from camp."

"Was she armed?"

"No sir, but she did have Spartan armour lying about the place," one of the privates ran over to a bush and pulled out the Mjolinar Armour.

"Where is she now?"

"Your're a cutie, aint ya?", the private said peering into the cell. Inside a tall woman stood with her arms chained to wall, her long dark hair covering her face, with her eyes staring at the ground. She didn't talk, and she hadn't made a sound since she was captured and thrown into the brig of the Graceful Dent.

The Private hastily stood in attention as the doors to the room opened, and Lieutenants McWillis and Donnaly entered and fired questions like an smg, "How did you come to be on this planet?", "How did you come into posession of Mjolinar armour?", "Why did you not try to run when we found you?", "ANSWER ME!".

Vee London raised her head and stared at the soldiers. Outside in the hall the guards heard screams. User: justanothergrunt

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"You wanted to see me, Captain?" Lt. Aegean asked, looking at the wizened old man. "Yes. I'll be brief" everything was silent for a moment, and the Captain drank some whiskey before talking again. "We've reached our destination, and I want you to scout for us before the main body of our forces land" the Captain said, and Dex answered very briskly. "I'll do it sir"

Dr. Justinian got up and went into the hall. He felt very cramped up in his room, even though it was very large. Two heavily armored MEs guarded the entrance, silent and unmoving. "I will be in the lab" he told them, and they moved back in front of the door. The Doctor walked through the metal hallways, sometimes stopping at a nearby computer terminal to view information. Finally, after about 27 minutes, he reached his destination. The sign near the door read; '''Level 7 clearance only admitted. Top Secret'''. Lee took out his palm and slid it into a slot in the wall. He felt a slight tingling sensation and then a cool female voice whispered; ''Identity Confirmed. Welcome back, Doctor''. The inside of the room was long and narrow; a walkway was in the middle, and all along the sides were countless numbers of MEs, all completely naked and still, contained within Stasis-Cells. Artificial liquids surrounded the unconcious bodies, and in front of each cell stood a computer terminal, showing the subject's body functions and personal information. At the end of the hall stood a large cell, containing a different creature. The Doctor wiped the glass, and saw the face of evolution.

-- Monitor  of Installation-07 CommunicationsContributions

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"And so, I got the ammo, and no court martial, or anything!" Jensen gloated about his run-in with Lieutenant Polski a few minutes earlier.

"You serious?" Kevin inquired.

"Of course I am!" Jensen showed his M6D. "Now why would a corporal like me be issued a sidearm? Huh?"

Gary thought of a reason. "Because they want you to shoot your own arm off?"

"Right, right." the corporal chuckled. Frederick noticed that Leon was coming towards him and his squad. When he walked by, the squad stood at attention, though the lieutenant did not notice. He just kept heading along towards Echo 212. "See? Told you. No court martial."

Leon stepped into the back of Echo 212, and walked towards the front to talk to Pavel. "Pavel, get ready to load up some marines. Company F's 2nd Platoon of Delta's third battalion will be loading up in a few minutes. You will follow Bravo 060 out of the hangar and towards Woskia's surface. The marines will meet up with some other UNSC forces at a ground base. After that, head back up here to get G Company's 2nd platoon. Got all that Ensign?"

"Aye, sir." Pavel saluted, then started flipping some switches.

The lieutenant walked over to Sergeant Geauer, the leader of Corporal Jensen's squad. "Okay Sergeant Geauer, get your squad to board Echo 212. Then tell Staff Sergeant Shampson and Sergeant Jober to load their squads up into Echo 212. Our two Pelicans will leave in..." he checked his paper, then his watch. "Three minutes. Get a move on Sergeant." He started to go towards the direction of the bridge after telling Geauer his orders.

Geauer pulled back the cocking mechanism in his MA5B Assault Rifle so it would be easier to load it later. "Squad, listen up!" the squad all looked at him upon his order. "Matisse, Endrolsphini, Saunders get in Echo 212 here right now." The three of them started jogging over to Echo 212. "Jensen, tell Jober's squad to load up in the dropship while I tell 'Shamps's squad to load up." 06:05, 13 October 2007 (UTC)