A "Rise" Story- The Start of Something New.

Then if you don't mind Sir. I've heard all i need to. Permission to leave?

Garth wrote:

How active are we going to be in terms of combat? I would like to prepare the proper amount of explosives.

=I sigh=

Always the explosives with him...well let's see what we have for options

=I overhear Alpha's commander=

Hope you have a hard landing going in...bitch

Garth wrote:

How active are we going to be in terms of combat? I would like to prepare the proper amount of explosives.

Commander Sevlinski: "I'm uploading the data on what we know to your Squad leaders suit."

Sparrow wrote:

Then if you don't mind Sir. I've heard all i need to. Permission to leave?

Commander Sevlinski: "Permission denied, we're not done."

If your uploading the data to our suits, then we are.

I leave the room, tired of the tension in there.

Nic wrote:

Garth wrote:

How active are we going to be in terms of combat? I would like to prepare the proper amount of explosives.

Commander Sevlinski: "I'm uploading the data on what we know to your Squad leaders suit."

Sparrow wrote:

Then if you don't mind Sir. I've heard all i need to. Permission to leave?

Commander Sevlinski: "Permission denied, we're not done."

Serves you right you prima donna...

=I hear Falcon speak up=

Ohhhh man...this is not going to end well

=Shield remains silent, thinking about the mission ahead. He awaits further information=

@falcon asking for permission is being a hypocrite?

=i mutter to Falcon=
It's Rubble.

=i nod to the commander=
Thank you, sir.

zeru wrote:

@falcon asking for permission is being a hypocrite?

I look at the soldier trying to defend his leader who was obviously to attached to see things without being biased.

That may be the case but leaving after he said no, is.

I look at Rubble.

Sorry Pebble, maybe next time.

Then why bring your two cents in. I don't care about what you say.

I turn away from the soldier and look at the screen hoping for this to end soon.

[quote"Sparrow"]If your uploading the data to our suits, then we are.[/quote]

Commander Sevlinski: "Only the Combat Data is being uploaded to your suits. Everything is going to be linked to you by the Intelligence Officers you see here in front of you."

=Sparrow leaves the room, tired of the tension in there.=

Commander Sevlinksi: "I did not dismiss you, Sparrow."

Hawk wrote:

Sir, if we have any, what will be our support options?

Commander Sevlinski: "You will not, you are the support."

Falcon wrote:

And she has the nerve to put rumble in his place from rank..HA! What a hipocrite.

Commander Sevlinski: "Do not speak out of turn, Falcon. Aegir, keep better control of your Squad."

Aegir: "Sir, yes sir." He turns to look at Falcon, motioning for him to shut up.

Commander Sevlinski: "We have unconfirmed reports of UNSC forces turning on their commanders, we need both squads to confirm this. You have permission to use lethal force to deal with any one who attacks you."

Whisper wrote:

asking for permission is being a hypocrite?

Commander Sevlinski: "Do not interrupt me, Whisper."

Falcon wrote:

That may be the case but leaving after he said no, is.

I look at Rubble.

Sorry Pebble, maybe next time.

Commander Sevlinski: "Falcon, this is the second time you've interrupted me, as of now you are a member of Alpha team."

Nic wrote:

Commander Sevlinski: "Falcon, this is the second time you've interrupted me, as of now you are a member of Alphateam."

He turns to the screen in anger.

But Sir...This is bullshit.

I was angry not at the fact that I was on team that I resented but at the fact that I was switched so easily. I was heated, and angry. Yet I knew nothing would change a thing. I left the room not caring what the guy on the screen had to say. As far as I was concerned he could shove his pretencious ass in front of my rifle. But this was the anger and not me.. I had to find a way to cool off.

=i would've said something at that point, or felt a sense of loss, but I had just met him, so I didn't really care that Falcon was reassigned=

=I listen to the news=

Well, it was nice knowing him...for a short time

=I keep quiet, knowing what happened=

Falcon wrote:

He turns to the screen in anger.

But Sir...

Commander Sevlinski: "You've interrupted me three times now, this is your punishment. And after these missions are completed you will be sent to the Conditioning center where you will be disciplined."

=i flinched when he mentioned the Conditioning center. Bad memories there, mostly involving my shaking. Regardless. I stayed at attention=

Nic wrote:

Falcon wrote:

He turns to the screen in anger.

But Sir...

Commander Sevlinski: "You've interrupted me three times now, this is your punishment. And after these missions are completed you will be sent to the Conditioning center where you will be disciplined."

=I pale when I hear the commander=

He's being sent to hell...I still have nightmares about that place

=I keep my mouth shut=

@the commader may i ask when we can start preparing?

=i stayed silent, mentally preparing for another verbal lashing=

zeru wrote:

@the commader may i ask when we can start preparing?

Commander Sevlinski: "What was that, Whisper?"

I start rushing down the halls, hoping I wouldn't get stopped, I was steamed and I needed to let it out in any way possible. I saw a map and found the shooting range. I got there as quickly as possible. I finally reached it and entered. I wanted to shoot something with the little time I had left until the mission. I told the lady to hand me a DMR and set the target to the far back and just started shooting. My shots were random and soon I started to hate that, so I set a new target and decided to fire off some rounds in the targets vital spot. I hit them all easily with no problems. The head, medula, lung, hear, apendex, spline, eye...privates. I felt my anger subsiding but I continued to shoot.

Commander Sevlinski: "Whisper, after this mission you are going to report to the Conditioning Centre with Falcon, understood?"

=i stayed silent, not willing to break protocol again. I was chancing it with the grenade, but I needed it to do my armor camo properly=

Commander Sevlinski: "You are dismissed."

*the Screen cuts out*

=I rolled the ball of C4 in my hand again and looked at the one named Whisper=
You really wanted to go to the Conditioning center, didn't you. You a masochist or something?

@rubble no and next time i'll remember not to be as polite and act more like an obediant dog


=heads to sparrow's location and see's her chatting with people


yo sparrow i get to go to the discipline room for asking may i get started instead of permission to speak

You are a Member of Delta squad, you've been in the Spartan Program and survived. You were Trained with [______] and [______]. You are a skilled Sniper, and have had training in this field, courtesy of ONI and their influence in the Spartan Program. You have served in the UNSC during the Covenant-War. You are not prejudiced against Sangheili. You serve under Commander Sevlinski (An NPC, as it were, he gives your squad commands and mission objectives). Your Squad Leader [Myself] will issue commands to you, whether to heal someone or to blow something up, you listen and obey, as you trust your Squad Leader. Your Rank is unregistered. you are called by your Distinguishing Squad Member Name or DSMN. Yours is Shroud*. Your Real Name is never used. Your Spartan Name is Sierra 0252. The Ship you are stationed on is called Athena's Province. Several other Squads are also on the Ship, Your Commander has called the Squads in for a debriefing in a few hours, in the mean time you've decided to spend what little free time you have at the Barracks sleeping.

Kurt, or more accurately known as Shroud, is, what he calls, a normal Spartan. He was gifted a high IQ, however rarely uses it. He had team members at some point but lost them in a battle during the war. Despite his loss for the soldiers, he does not hold any sort of grudge against the Sangheili. He believes they are warriors following orders like he and other UNSC soldiers were doing. He has yet to be given any other soldier. Sniping was and is his best style. Not really wanting to get in the way. He is a laid back kind of person, so laid back that he would miss debriefing sessions. The ones he made it too however he would just fall asleep. Currently as it stands it would not matter if he did attend one. The hopes of gaining any sort of mission would be a miracle. He normally spends his time sleeping or training at the range.

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=I lay in my bed. It hasnt been the first time I had been asleep during a debriefing, it probably wouldnt be the last. Sure I am willing to go, but since there really is no point in going, I won't. I am just another soldier that the UNSC uses. I am willing to fight. I am willing to do all that I can, but when I lack the team, I lack the drive=

=My eyes flutter open and I yawn. I start to get up, slowly. Debating on to get up or not=
=I sigh and decide to get up. My stomach growls. A perfect reason to get up=

=I stand and leave for the messhall=

Garth wrote:

=I rolled the ball of C4 in my hand again and looked at the one named Whisper=
You really wanted to go to the Conditioning center, didn't you. You a masochist or something?

=I sigh and roll my eyes=

Drop it Rubble. Lets just do our part of the job, we can worry about that later.

=i nod=
Yeah, I know. I just want to make sure I know who to leave a little firecracker for in the barracks.

Aegir: "Squad, suit up." I said, "Trident, head to the Armoury to suit up, and Rubble go find Sparrow after you suit up, tell her to get for drop. We leave in oh-two-hundred-hours." I left for the Armoury, Shield following suit.

=As I walk on through the ship, my right hand in my pocket, I lift my left to stifle another yawn=

Just another day.

=I begin to hum a classical piece=
=I sigh and decide to skip the meal. I head off to the debriefing room instead=

Might as well see if there are any updates.

=I yawn again=

Why do you think i got out of there. God i can't wait to be back behind these.

I slap the side of a pelican with my hand

Being on the ground makes me tense.

=i nod=
Sir.

=i head off towards the armory, stilling rolling that little ball of C4 in my hand. I get there and start getting my suit on, the familiar Urban Blue camo looking natural on me. I put the ball of C4 in on of my pouches as I got suited up=

=A walk later I arrive in the debriefing room=

=I look around and walk to an Intelligence Officer=

Sir, I wish to know the current status of Delta team.
More importantly it's current members.

Nic wrote:

Aegir: "Squad, suit up." I said, "Trident, head to the Armoury to suit up, and Rubble go find Sparrow after you suit up, tell her to get for drop. We leave in oh-two-hundred-hours." I left for the Armoury, Shield following suit.

=I nod=

Aye, aye sir.

=I go to the armory to load up=

Dakotah wrote:

Sir, I wish to know the current status of Delta team.
More importantly it's current members.

Officer: "Ah hold on,"

the Officer pulls up the Squad screen,

"uhhhm,"

He scrolls down to Delta Squad,

"Here is is,"

He opens up the queue,

"It looks as if you have two pending members, Shield and Falcon, would you like for me to transfer them for you?"

=I smirk=

Why not.
Should be fun having a team again

=I stifle another yawn=

My apologies.
Just woke up.

Shroud wrote:

Why not.
Should be fun having a team again

=I stifle another yawn=

My apologies.
Just woke up.

Officer: "That's quite all right, and it's done, you now have a team again, congratulations."

My TacPad beeps again and i look at it. A new column appears named Delta and the Names Shroud, Falcon and Shield move under them.

Hmm. Three Squads of three huh. This could get interesting. So many Spartans for such a small op....

=a few minutes later. I had my helmet on and I loaded up my webbing with various explosives including C4, grenade launcher rounds, and hand grenades. I grabbed a shotgun, a rocket launcher, and a pistol and headed out towards...someplace. How I was going to find one person on this ship is beyond me, but I decided to start with the hanger bay. Seemed as good a place as any, really. THe shakes started up again, since I didn't have any grenades in my hand, so I took the little ball of C4 out and held my shotgun in my other hand. I got to the hanger and found Sparrow and Whisper talking. I walked over=

Sparrow? Time to suit up, ma'am. We drop in oh-two-hundred.

=i looked at the second person and nodded=
Masochist.

Drop? As in Pods?

I look at him sharply.

=I nod=

Yeah, thanks.

=I turn to leave, almost forgetting=
=I turn back around=

Sorry, again.
I think there's a mission going on?
Tell me about it?
Where we'll be placed, more specifically.

=i look back to Sparrow=
No idea, ma'am.

No way i'm setting foot in one of those pods. No way, no how. Anyway, take me to the armoury. I'm still not used to this ship kid.

I walk over to him as i speak