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[Well, this has been a hell of a day...couple of days? Emile's not entirely sure, since his mission clock isn't synching with anything. He's completely out of his element here, especially after the little white fuzzy bastards put him in some kind of stasis a couple times. The idea of those things controlling everything here--which they clearly do--isn't comforting in the least to him. He's also not entirely sure what to make of this little snake...thing that he supposedly "made" from those weird pieces.

At least there was something to fight here, and a few battles with Nightmares had done a lot to calm him down. So now he was poking around with the communicator, and wonder of wonders there do in fact seem to be other people here. Might as well see what kind of afterlife he's landed in.

The video clicks on to show armor that might be familiar to anyone who's been paying attention to the Freelancers, but there's a very distinctive skull pattern carved into the domes gold surface of his smooth EVA helmet.]

This is Noble-Four requesting contact from any UNSC-friendly forces in the area. This don't make any goddamn sense.

--And are those little white bastards shitting me or is it really called "munny"?

Comments

[unrecovered]

You're a Spartan. Don't you usually kill shit anyway?

[spaceracist]

Damn right. [The idea of constant action is really doing wonders to help him feel settled in. Feel frustrated? Just go hunt some Nightmares!] Wouldn't want to get bored.

[unrecovered]

[Congratulations, you've just discovered Wash's method of coping with pretty much everything this world throws at him: take it out on the local Nightmare population.]

Well, the post office usually has a pretty big group in it if you don't mind a maze of pipes.

[spaceracist]

[And they just keep respawning! Seems these two have that much, at least, in common.]

The hell are pipes doing in the post office?

[unrecovered]

[Yay trauma! ...wait.]

Here's a better question: why are you expecting dream logic to make sense?

[spaceracist]

[Emile shrugs.] Cause hope springs eternal?