(Me, Artemis, Moose, Scorch, Rook, and Jyxa.)
“I’ll have a moa burger.” Moose says to the server droid.
“What was what Rook?” Gears asks.
Cross approaches the bar and sits down
“A whisky hold the ice.”
“Gears what else am I am I even human anymore”
says rook
“You’re also a unicorn!” Phoenix says to Rook
“Oh, Cross you haven’t met Phoenix. He’s the only AI in the world with a good sense of humor that knows how to use it.”
“you’re machine, thats what we all are. This war has stripped us of our humanity.”
Cross finishes his drink
“another whisky.”
“Promeathans are not machines they are also human”
says rook
“But in the end are Spartans humans or are we just an instrument of war. What will we do when this war is over, we no nothing but how to kill.”
pulls a pair of dog tags out.
In a hushed tone “Am i soldier you wanted me to be.”
“Or Forerunner.” Moose points out.
“Wow, being a nerd must be run in your family Gears.” says Scorch.
Artemis shoves Scorch off his stool.
“Yeah, but he’s my nerd.” she says.
“What do mean moose by forerunner”
says rook
“Some Promeatheans were also part Forerunner.”
Cross finishes his drink and gets up and walks out of the bar
“If you need me i’ll be in my quarters.”
“I am going to the shooting range”
says rook
Gears and Artemis are making out and didn’t hear anything they said.
In the shooting range rook is using his bow
“come on”
says rook trying to hit a bottle with a arrow after 10 shots he still hasn’t hit it
“if I can hit a rebel I can hit a bottle”
says rook as he releases he 11th shot and misses
“you are shooting something smaller that’s why you can’t hit it”
says artemis
“how long have you been standing there”
says rook
“long enough to see your a terrible shot”
says artemis
sips drink, eyeing everyone carefully as they leave
“Interesting flock you have here.”
tosses several credit chips on the table
“I’m heading over to the hanger to see what else is aloof. Heard you have some Headhunters around here somewhere. I doubt they’re lousing around in these parts.”
walks out the door
After Artemis left rook start hearing the whispering again the voices as he is tartget practicing
“get out of my head”
says rook
“our master will control you and you cannot escape his control”
says a voice
Gears and Moose are back in Gears’ room watching sports.
“AND SLIPSPACE SCORES!” the announcer yells.
“Gears it’s happening again get out of my head”
says rook in his helmet as his armor glows
“you can not call for help your suit is disabled when it is like this”
says a voice in rooks head
“somebody anybody help me”
yells rook
Spartan 666 walks in the bar
Sits
Looks at bartender
“Gimme a beer, make sure it’s warm”
Gears leaves and heads down to the pub and orders a soda.