His suit reads oxygen on this planet. This world was never terraformed by humanity. His visor gives a quick glance at the sky before he focuses his sight on the ground. If someone colonized this world... then there may be a way back to Earth. The strange thing is that he did not see the body of the planet anywhere over the sky.
The civilization is distinct, as well. The entire enclosure reminds him of Forerunner architecture in terms of scale -it's so high it seems he's outside-, especially the colossal palace in the distance, but the design resembles more Deja's lessons about Ancient Greece. The water pools filled with koi remind him a little of the interiors of the military academies of Reach.
The Spartan takes a few steps forward upon hearing a harp someplace around the city, augmented ears listening and driving him to wherever it may be. His rifle is high only as a measure of caution, knowing anywhere he might venture in might have dangers as well.
He crosses over a massive column, watching over the pool behind it... and sees Ami.
Mercury. Queen Mercury.
After a moment, the Master Chief stands to listen, weapon low and visor looking at her, daring not to interrupt. Despite having stood in presence of royal figures, heads of state, and hierarchs both as an honor guest and as an assassin... She looks so regal. This is where she rules. This was her past life.
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The civilization is distinct, as well. The entire enclosure reminds him of Forerunner architecture in terms of scale -it's so high it seems he's outside-, especially the colossal palace in the distance, but the design resembles more Deja's lessons about Ancient Greece. The water pools filled with koi remind him a little of the interiors of the military academies of Reach.
The Spartan takes a few steps forward upon hearing a harp someplace around the city, augmented ears listening and driving him to wherever it may be. His rifle is high only as a measure of caution, knowing anywhere he might venture in might have dangers as well.
He crosses over a massive column, watching over the pool behind it... and sees Ami.
Mercury. Queen Mercury.
After a moment, the Master Chief stands to listen, weapon low and visor looking at her, daring not to interrupt. Despite having stood in presence of royal figures, heads of state, and hierarchs both as an honor guest and as an assassin... She looks so regal. This is where she rules. This was her past life.
This is her home. This is where she longs for.