With the Spartans' augmented senses, they were all able to hear the mutters they thought would pass unheard by them. Whispers they thought would be lost to everyone. Hushed conversations on how the Spartans were not actually human, and how eerie it is for someone to kill so easily -- not just by firepower, but by how they don't even blink with the act. Even amidst some conversations of awe and admiration, others fear them more than anything.
Eventually, they reach the bridge. Coated in alien blood, the Master Chief immediately salutes, ignoring the looks of crewmen. They weren't used to seeing a Spartan in full MJOLNIR armor up close -- Most line troops had never seen a Spartan. Perhaps to them, the pair looked as alien as the Covenant.
"Sir. Reporting as ordered."
The view screens showed stars and Jericho VII's four silver moons. At extreme range, a small constellation of stars drifted closer. The Captain waved them closer as he stared at that cluster of stars -- The rest of the battle group.
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Eventually, they reach the bridge. Coated in alien blood, the Master Chief immediately salutes, ignoring the looks of crewmen. They weren't used to seeing a Spartan in full MJOLNIR armor up close -- Most line troops had never seen a Spartan. Perhaps to them, the pair looked as alien as the Covenant.
"Sir. Reporting as ordered."
The view screens showed stars and Jericho VII's four silver moons. At extreme range, a small constellation of stars drifted closer. The Captain waved them closer as he stared at that cluster of stars -- The rest of the battle group.
"It's happening again."