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- Perfect-Pine-89, UNSC Admiral
(P.S follow Torn's system of no swearing or anything like that, we all want to keep our accounts, right? Also, any names used here are purely coincidental. I apologise for any inconvenience caused of characters and players having the same names.)
Name:
Nova Greythorn
Sex:
Female
Race:
Human
Occupation:
Soldier
Position:
Spartan Mk 2
Rank:
Sargent
Appearance:
Long, Flowy Blue hair, that fades into red, and ends at about the middle of her back.
5'11" Tall
Red Irises
Personality:
Very Sarcastic, and a bit of an asshole, loves to make fun of people's masculinity, or generally their body and/or personalities
Armor:
Blood Red Moljnir MK 4 Armor
Weapons:
Carries around a Battle Rifle, with an "Acog", extended mag, and a Magnum usually, unless out of ammo
Specialization:
Gunsmithing/Weapon repairs
Name:
Arthur Shepard
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Occupation:
UNSC Navy
Position:
Admiral
Appearance:
Brown hair cut like Captain Keyes', blue Irises, 5'8"
tall,
Personality:
Serious but sometimes has a laugh, tactical knowledge of the battlefield and ships, both Human and Covenant.
Uniform:
Admiral's uniform
Weapons:
Standard Magnum pistol
Specilization:
Tactical knowledge and very intelligent sometimes.
Admiral Arthur Shepard stood on the bridge of the ship, hands clasped behind his back. He had his Admiral's cap on, centre facing forward. He looked out into space before calling to the nearby officer without looking and saying "Call Spartan Greythorn to the deck. I have a mission for her." The officer nodded and proceeded to call Greythorn to the bridge with her weapons.
Nova started to make her way down to the bridge, her heavy armor clanking with each step, people speaking in whispers and fear as she passed, her helmet off.She had a mischievious smirk on her face, her battle rifle on her back, her magnum on her hip holster.
She walked up to the admiral, saluting as she stood feet from him
"Ah, Nova. Good to see you again. Up for a new assignment?" "The Admiral turned around and still stood hands behind back, officers working while he stood there. "I see you have that smile on your face, why is this?" Arthur started pacing around, making sure the officers were on task and doing their job on the bridge.
"Oh no reason." She simply said, getting rid of the smirk "What do you need me to do sir?" She looked him in the face, her expression completely dull and emotionless now, as she looked around at the officers, her eyes darting around quickly. She was huge for a woman, being only slightly shorter than the admiral, though she was much more muscular, and had a terrifying presence about her
"The Covenant have assaulted one of our bases and taken it with a stronghold. Tell me, do you remember where we took you from?" Arthur stood at the centre of the bridge, not too far or too close to Nova. He had his hat ticked under his arm, one hand in a pocket, searching for something.
"From.... wait, taken? you mean where I was raised right sir? My parents, from what I've been told, set me up for the spartan 2 experiment, instead of setting me up for adoption...." She seemed to start contemplating her past, which she had been kidnapped at 3, even then, had repressed memories.
"T-that's irrelevant. You were lucky. I trust you will do this easily." He said as he walked to a workstation and pointed out something to a officer. "Information will be transferred once you reach the ODST Drop Bay." He dismissed her with a wave of his hand, too occupied with the workstation information.
She started to walk over to the ODST Drop bay standing tall and proud, she was now quite concerned, and very.... contemplative, but she didn't need to worry about that right now, she just needed to take out these covenant, get the base back, and be the soldier she was meant to be
The Drop Bay was full of ODSTs and officers. Admiral Shepard sent Nova the mission list. The mission was to re-capture the base, eliminate any Covenant and report any findings of civilians to command. The Drop Master shouted at the ODSTs to get in their pods. As he did he said that the Admiral had given them a good pleasure oof having a Spartan with them.
She smirked as she looked at the ODSTs for a moment, walking past them, them looked at the Drop Master, and asked "May I say some words, and being a spartan, give them a morale boost?" She didn't take her eyes off of the ODSTs, as she had plans on what to say
The Drop Master replied, "Sure, but just to let you know, this is my squad, they count to me. Although there's just around 5 of us, we're still a team." He looked deadly serious, giving the impression him and his team are close friends.
She cleared her throat, and turned her stone-cold expression back on, as she looked at them. "Alright ladies, let's show these damn aliens what the human race can do!, let's go and kill all that we see, but keep in mind, brutes will charge through waves of bullets, elites are sneaky bastards, and the grunts will suicide charge you, so watch out, that all I've got to say besides, Don't die." She then put on her helmet, and got into a pod
The Drop Master got in his after putting this on and shouted "All right ladies, you heard what she said! Oprah!" They all chanted after. There was a countdown for a while until the ship shook and he alarm sounded.
Nova began cracking her knuckles, her neck, etc, as she waited in anticipation to finally land, she had her hand gripped around her magnum, just in case, and a smirk across her face, her shields charged up. She was ready
The Drop Pods were shot from the bay and started descending to the surface. The chatter of the team over the radio started with a nerd-like voice being the first one by saying "Uh, Sargeant, shouldn't we be worried about that?" As he says, a massive Covenant cruiser appears from slipspace. The nerd says it could be here to reinforce the base. The Drop Master says it could be here to attack the ship. Either way, they could be both right.
"It's most likely here to eventually glass this planet ya know, and if that happens, the entire planet dies. Or the reinforcements, which, if we lock into a war with them, it will be glassed either way, just like... reach..." She stopped talking, and zoned out a bit, as she thought of reach
The Drop Pods entered the atmosphere and rattled them, not phasing her. Eventually, they were close to the surface and a female ODST voice said in her ear, "Spartan, you there?" Shortly after, the Drop Pods initiated their final phase then crashed not far from the base.