Scene opens with the sergeant checking to make sure his rifle is on safety The main room is a barrack like structure, with weapons on each side, ranging from brs to smgs to even rocket launchers. A holotable is in the front of room. The sergeant stands at the end of some stone stairs that exit to the main base. Next to the many of weapons, there are benches on each side. Coming to the end of room, are two branching rooms, one in the left and one to the right. The left seems to be a living quarter and the right seems to be gun ranges that exits to the main base.
“You know, most people in here wouldn’t even do that.” ‘Do what?” The main characters lifts his head up to see a dull green mjolnir power armor, the wearer having bright blue eyes, offsetting the dull armor seem. His short dirty blonde hair is rugged by the war. “Check their safety on their weapons” replies S-299 “Why you say that?”. “Well most people figure if you’re a walking tank, there really isn’t safety concerns in here”, “Right….” Both the main character and S-299 look at each other awkwardly. “Oh! Forgot to introduce myself. Im spartan 299 or you can call me eighteen.”. The Sergeant stares at eighteen some more. “E-Eighteen?”, “Yep, Eighteen, you know add the two nin-”. The Sergeant interrupts “Yeah, yeah I get it. The two nines equal eighteen.”.
“There you go sir! Doing the math” eighteen says with a somewhat playful tone. A screaming voice comes from behind eighteen in a different room “What did we say about calling sergeants,sir!”, “Well maybe if you called them sir you would get promoted!” Eighteen screeches back. In the distant left room, the main character hears a person getting up from what we presume is from a bench. In walks a man wearing the same roughed dull green mjolnir armor, but also sporting a helmet with three white eyes instead of a visor, this must be the C.I.O variant of mjolnir helmet. On his right chest plate is a white puzzle piece, the puzzle piece has scratches on, indicating that it has seen some action.
“You damn well know that’s -Yoink-.” the unknown spartan says with a brass voice. The Spartan looks over to the Sergeant. He gives out a nod while saying “sergeant”. “And you might be……?” the sergeant says in a confused way “Im spartan 481, eighteen over here calls me log, so I just sticking with.it.” Log replies with a body tone of respect. “Well Log, what do you do?”. “Well sergeant, if my name didn’t give it out i’m the logistic and strategist for the team, eighteen is our sniper and recon, Don’t let his voice foul you, he is trained killer.” “Aren’t we all trained killers?” eighteen chimes in with a sarcastic tone. “Yes, but I have seen how you act in battle and for that I really don’t wish to sleep near you.” “right……” the sergeant says with bit of annoyed tone.
“Anyone else I should know, log?”.”Well sergeant, we have crack , he is our-” Crack interrupts Log. “I’m your E.O.D and vehicle expert” Crack comes out of the now used gun range. He relieves himself with same dull green armor but with an E.O.D Class helmet design. His visor shown with a crack on the very edge of right side of the visor. “I see why you are called crack, not a very creative name. Also E.O.D and vehicle expert don’t seem to mix well.’. The Sergeant replies with a someone sarcastic and playful tone. “You see sergeant, I don’t think ‘the -Yoink- whole blow things up’ would be suitable name, and i’ll assure you that any vehicle that i’m driving, you’ll be safe in.” Crack says with a annoyed tone. “Well good, I don’t wish for my warthog to explode.” again the sergeant says in a playful tone.
“Yes, well sergeant. I take my job very seriously” The holotable lights up and a hologram pops up, the blue light, brightens the dark room. On the hologram says “Voice call” A voice can be heard from the holotable. “Good evening Ricochet Squad.” the voices booming from the holotable speakers, this voice only belongs to Captain Gorj. “Good even Captain! What can we do for you sir?” The sergeant replies with a respectful tone. “Well Ricochet Squad can you not kiss my -Yoink-? You will call me captain not sir. And secondly how are you liking the new squad?”. “Sorry Captain, it won’t happen again, and um they are a different kind of group” The Sergeant with a bit of confusion. “You better get to used to it sergeant, anyways we have a mission for your squad.
Head to the pelican outside of the base and our master sergeant will debrief you” The captain says with a stern tone. “Yes si- I mean captain” the sergeant awkwardly says. “Work on it” the captain replies and then the holotable’s hologram disappears leaving the room dark once again. “We better start moving out sergeant” Log says while getting his gear. “Yeah….”
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