"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────" 🌸🌺🌸 |[── ↻ & ♡? ──]| |[── I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ──]|

Noah.

Whatever you say.

I'm sure Section 0 would love to see you. This is a vulnerability you can't afford to have.

Leverage and intel are incredibly valuable. You spend a lot of time together and the best observers are the ones we don't always expect.

Request your fucking own. Spartan 015 did, and she's adventurous. No bullshit. I always follow protocol.

A dumb unauthorized 'experiment'. We have labs. And, bringing someone in for questioning is not taking them hostage. I imagine she's used to it.

I. Am. Not. Paranoid! You were messing with the ship's power.

Fuck no.

Threats won't make this better.

Maybe I'll bring Zia in for a few questions too.

Digging it is.

Then, answer the question.

Privacy is a privilege.

What makes you think I need your permission?

I will once you answer the question, or do I need to do my own digging?

You know exactly what I mean.

Uhuh. Is that all you were trying to do, Noah?

You shouldn't be trying to mess with anything— Which begs the question, why?

Of course it was you. Kurat... Can you not mess with something for once in your life?

Was this you?

Why the fuck is the ship so cold?

You can't help but brag.

I hate it here.

Doesn't mean they need to hear you say it.

You really want me to try and dig for your file? I'm sure that's got quite the list. Or, there's always your more recent threat of sabotage...

Fuck off. I don't— You? Nice? Let's not be delusional.

And you've only gotten worse.

Given the current circumstances it's best you don't try to prove your concerns. Wouldn't want to confuse you for someone else.

You and Silvia spend way too much time together.

There are proper channels to raise your shitty concerns.

How we act is none of your fucking concern.

Kurat... You guys aren't making it any better.

Are you fucking serious?

Her head bobs in a stiff agreement as she wrinkles her nose at the continued smoking. "I know." There's not much more she can say. Everything in the past few weeks had been wrong. Two deaths. Numerous transmissions that skirted around the line of suspicion. This needed to -

So much shit to sort through.

Solo: Touchdown at Zeta docs.google.com/document/d/1...

*sigh*

Yawning into her coffee.

A scribble during a lull in activity.

Of course the answer wasn't going to be a simple 'yes'. Sighing, she rolls her eyes, "it's only temporary." At least, she fucking hoped so. This was more than enough time spent around Silvia. "This has gone on way too long..." another sigh as she presses her lips together. "You doing okay?"

// Happy new Halo Book day, to all those who celebrate.

A funeral was no excuse. "You going to put that out?"

What is it now...

She wrinkles her nose a little at the revelation, "no suprise, fuckers are everywhere at the moment." There's a slight pause before she tentatively asks, "you free for a coffee or something?"

Just don't.

I don't need to check.