Chapter 8 NAME "Shit Happens"

(Dormii)
=i take it a squeeze the water out=
You are welcome to borrow it at any time.

i'll be happy to ask

(Dormii)
=i chuckle and start putting the mostly damp-instead-of-soaking-wet shirt on=

so, where to?

(Dormii)
=with shirt still on=
Don't you have to get a few more clothes on? I didn't hear you go to the changing room.

oh, i should probably change, hold on!

= i get back into my clothes, then walk out=

there!

(Dormii)
=i finally get my shirt on all the way=
Gah, finally. Oh, ready?

=i start getting my gear on=

yep all ready

(Dormii)
=i nod, smiling=
Then let's walk. Let's go see what we can see.

okay!

(Dormii)
After you.

=uses the ships comms(those are speakers)


we have a problem

well, I'm a bit tired actually, yeah i just woke up but, you know... i like to nap

(Dormii)
=i tap my comm unit=
In a minute Zeru. Just give me a few minutes.

=to Talfie=
Is that a "You should carry me back to me room" statement?

... if rain were to see he would feel all sad and gloomy so i probably just walk, i'll see you tomorrow...

(Dormii)
Understandable. I'll see you tomorrow.

night!

(Dormii)
=i wave and walk off=
Night, Taffy.

night Dor!

= i walk to my room and hop into bed=

(Dormii)
=i comm Zeru again=
Okay, Zeru, what is it?

(Dormii)
And what do you want me to do about the past?

(Dormii)
=i comm everyone else=
Revar, is back. Show up when you get a chance.

=He stands and claps as the band leaves the stage=
=The roaring of the crowd blocking everything=
=He walks out to the lobby=

*That was very nice*

=He nods=

It was

*You have a few messages*

=He sighs=

Play them.

=Once he hears the messages he returns the comm=
=Comms=

If they try anything. Do not hesitate to open fire.

=He walks out of the music hall and off to the housing district=

(Dormii)
I'll let Zeru know. What have you been up to, anyway?

=i forward Draco's reply to Zeru=

=He gets on his old bike and rides off=
=The raor of the engine filling the darkness with sound=

I have been around.
Mostly in the town.
Helping people.
Visiting her grave.

=He shrugs=

I have a home down here.
Just watched a performance in the music hall.

(Dormii)
It any good?

=He nods=

Yes.
A band had done a cover of a very old group called Staind.

How about you.
What have you been up to.

(Dormii)
Staind is, or rather, was, a good band. I've haven't been up to much of anything. Just doing some swimming, some training. Usual stuff.

=He pulls into the driveway of the two story building=
=He gets off the bike, closing the garage door=

I will see you around.
I have some things to do right now.

=He goes off into the house and up to his room=
=He takes out a stack of papers and begins to read over them=

Hmm

(Dormii)
Yeah, I'll keep you in the loop.

=i head off to my room to relax=

=The meeting went on, with one very important issue being brought up: an economy. Not many of the civilians were sure what form of currency they would be using on Haven (though they were clear on the fact that nothing would be for free) It wasn't too much trouble then, to simply establish an economy similar to the one they had on their homeworlds=

=wonders what will happen=

now what does he want

Tar:

=he finishes his lunch=

what to do, what to do...

(Dormii)
=i didn't realize I fell asleep until I woke up, which is relatively rare. I can usually feel myself fall asleep. Either way, I get up, and head off to the messhall for some food=

(Lynn and Grace)

=They exit slipsace atop a planet=
=Readings showing that the planet was UNSC controlled=
=They begin to pick up radio traffic. They are addressed=

"Welcome back, was there any luck in your search?"

=She conceals her voice=

Lynn-No, there was no luck.

"You had been gone for a long time. Are you certain?"

Lynn-Yes, we had a run in with some enemy forces

"Well you missed one hell of a fight. A few actually"

Lynn-Really?

"There is a few planets out that are controlled by enemy forces. They've been giving us hell"

Grace-Tell us the co-ords?

"Why?"

sleep...

=he lays his head down back on the table=

(be on later)

(Lynn and Grace)

Lynn-Perhaps we can convince them that we want peace.

=She cursed herself for even considering working with them=

"There was one other group we sent. They failed. There is no hope for peace"

Grace-Cmon. Let us try?

=Grace's voice pouting=

"Perhaps..."

Lynn-We won't fail.

"Hmm...fine"

=They recieve the coordinates and go to a nearby station for fuel=

(Draco)

=He wakes up on the table=
=Papers strewn across the room=
=He raises up, shaking his head=
=The papers held a story. Many others held poems=

Hmm...

(Dormii)
=i walk into the messhall and grab some food. I sit at a table and start eating=

(Draco)

=He gathers up the papers and stacks them neatly=
=He stands and heads off to his bathroom=
=He takes his shower and heads back to his dresser=
=He puts on his green shirt, camo pants, and his medals from his time in the UNSC=

I dislike them, but it is still apart of my past.

=He sighs, putting on the sunglasses=
=He heads down for some breakfast=

(Lynn and Grace)

=The time had slowed to a crawl as the ship was refueled=
=People entering in, them staying out of sight=
=After a good amount of fuel was placed in, they set off=

Lynn-Hopefully...

=walks into the mess=

(Draco)

=He grabs a bowl of cereal and heads off to the living room=
=The living room was adorned with some pictures=
=furnished with a couch, two recliners, a table, and a standard television=
=Painted an eggshell=

=He takes a seat and opens comms to anyone that can hear=

It is a beautiful day here on the planet.
How is the situation with the Sangheili.

=The many transports launch from the Sin of Wrath and begin ferrying soldiers and crewmen to the planet below=

--Haven--

=Much had been done, while Jason was gone. A prison, had been set up, and the man who had tried to force their way into a weapons chamber was currently the only resident. The Council had met several times, though nothing major was ever brought up. That's not to say things were perfect, but life was going on. Jobs had been started, ranging from food dealers, to clothing. However, not much else could really be done, seeing as how they were still cut off from the outside=

=the alarms go off and the guns of the ships and opd's open fire on the ship and it's transports=


crap here we go again

(Dormii)
=i hear the comm and reply=
Good, i guess. Haven't heard anything oth than they are here.

=i hear the alarms=
And now there are alarms

=He sighs=
=Forwarding the comm to his ships=
=They begin to fire on the ship sending transports=

Alarms are always fun.

=The Wrath rocks back and forth as it is struck by many blows. Its shields were down, as they were not expecting any fighting. Solamir stumbles onto the bridge to find Zantomee=

Sol- Shipmaster! Whats going on!?

Zan- We're under fire from the supercarrier nearby! Shields are coming online, but they wont be able to get back up to full in time to prevent any serious damage!

Sol- And the weapons?

Zan- Offline as well! The best we can do is move away from the planet, and pray that the shielding comes up before we go out!

Sol- What about the transports?

Zan- Let's hope they make it! Their chances are probably slim!

=The Wrath turns away from the incoming fire, and begins moving away from the planet. The transports are defenseless against the barrage=