Per Mare, Per Terras, Per Constellatum.

@thepaperworker.bsky.social Typing away at his desk, Hood was attempting to do the impossible and get ahead on his paperwork. It was mostly because he knew his next meeting was set to put him behind and as a compromise to his aides. They had told him that the meeting was not the-

"The impulse to want to run way from grief is strong. I imagine especially so for a Spartan. I'm not sure that giving into that desire is the best course. After al when has a Spartan ever been given the chance to sit still?" It was clear from his tone of voice that Hood was speaking from-

"Good. I imagine we would have a lot to discuss." The most important would be having someone who had the authority to make statements that could not be discounted. Binding. As helpful as this Warden is, it is all too easy to imagine finding out any agreements or the like is not valid because -

"The Honor Guard does not flee. Then or now." #HaloRP OC- Spartan IV: Edward Dayne More info below!

Admiral Hood nodded his head at her question and listens raptly as she began to explain. This was all already things he had read, but it never hurt hearing it straight from the source. Though her explanation only made her earlier comments more suspect. Her people were apparently not so scattered -

The faceplate of her helmet retracting surprised him. Thus far the Forerunner’s actions had been so restrained, to him it bordered on robotic. He was glad to have confirmation otherwise, as silly as it would have been. There was a genuine smile on his lips as she followed him and toasted-

// Will catch up on replies tonight.

So there’s thisForerunner running around and cutting off limbs and doing ‘experiments’. That’s some serial killer stuff. Another one is trying to invade the galaxy with 100,000 year old plants! I’m losing my mind here.

// Just presume Hood remains crashing out while I head off to bed

@last-one-alive.bsky.social Come back. I miss you. You gave me hardlight ladders. Almost all the other Forerunners want to unleash horrors beyond my comprehension.

I sure hope there are no negative consequences to reintroducing fauna and flora that have been absent a hundred millennia. A galaxy that would have evolved without it. If only there may be a metaphor there about a certain group as well…

Tens of thousands of others as well. Unless you think I can control our starships with just my mind.

God I wish my job was as easy as Silvia made it out to be.

Spartan-III Headhunter Elysia "Ellie" Nangari Work-In-Progress | Under Construction Halo OC #HaloRP #HaloOC

// Replies tomorrow

Conflict was rarely that straight forward or simple. The Insurrection had been in the verge of tearing humanity apart at the seems. A self inflicted conflict, yet one that would have deserved mourning none the less. "I see." The academic that Hood had brought with him, very noticeably perked -

"Dread it, run from it, destiny arrives all the same, and now it’s here." - @ofscarletsparta.bsky.social

“This is not a negotiation, Lord Hood. This is your surrender. My terms are clear. You are aware of my capabilities and . . . I am fully acquainted with yours. If the Earth’s government wants to fight, feel free. But hear this. It is a battle you will not win.”

// In case you may not have noticed the signs I have recently reread ROSSBACH’S WORLD and have feelings about it.

"Hood spends his nights on the cabin’s balcony, drinking through the three-year supply of liquor, looking out over a forest whose branches are laced with a bioluminescent fungus. Hood says he thinks it’s pretty in a way..."

“This is not a negotiation, Lord Hood. This is your surrender. My terms are clear. You are aware of my capabilities and . . . I am fully acquainted with yours. If the Earth’s government wants to fight, feel free. But hear this. It is a battle you will not win.”

“Death comes for us all. I’ve never known its inevitability to make it hurt any less.” The Spartans relative inability to lie was certainly one of the things he cherished most about the Spartan IIs. They were the few who rarely attempted to bullshit him. Even when they did try, as the Chief was-

As much as he would have liked to continue to quibble on definitions or whether by this point were both of their descriptions not tantamount to the same thing, it was wiser to move on. Especially as it leaned closer to just becoming outright insulting to the Forerunner. "Of course. I had not meant-

Aesos I have this other muse over here, another Spartan IV. No, he doesn’t have a pinned yet. Lol. bsky.app/profile/spar...

*The longest, most tired sigh.* It wasn't even my fault. A Spartan accidently stepped on my foot. I'm lucky to not have lost it. *Another sigh as he considers the options.* What are we going to have to feed them to get them to not run it?

// Rhys Ifans my beloved

// I know I've got a few replies starting to pile up. I hope to get them all off dealt with this weekend. Also crossing my fingers to have @loquennarlulkam.bsky.social's bio finished and posted. Even if it's not super pretty.

Yeah sorry about that Chief. Fucking forgot about it. You know us seniors and our memory! You never know what we'll remember about ranks and privileges. Especially at the highest ends.

Admiral hood could not prevent the light scoff that escaped his lips at her apparent refusal to make any definitive statements. He had a feeling very little would be accomplished here. It might have been better if he had just let Osman go ahead with her plan instead. “Of course. Ancient -

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// Where the hell is that post where I said I wouldn't make any more accounts for a while I need to point and laugh at myself and call myself a liar

"Since the fall of the Covenant bloodshed is all that we have left. Bloodshed against humans. Against Jiralhanae. Against our own kind. The galaxy burns." #HaloRP OC- Sangheili High Kiadon: Loquen Nar 'Lulkam More Info Below!

He would give credit where credit was due. Her response to the Didact was graceful if a tad evasive. It was still better than how some Sangheili were. “Above you? So there are more of you out there? It was only a few years ago that we were led to believe the Forerunners were nothing but a -

Oh Spartans. It was always refreshing to stand in the halls of Bravo-Six and have the person standing opposite to him not understand the necessary subterfuge that went on here. “You’ve been gone a long time son and you’ve been put through the wringer. Tomorrow is only a strict accounting of your -

Walking about the ship, datapad in hand. Never a bad thing to remind the ship he does indeed exist.

As soon as the door opened, Hood led his compatriots into the room while he took everything in. Quite honestly it made his meeting with the Arbiter on Sanghelios look quant by comparison. Intellectually he was aware of just how much larger the Forerunners were than humanity. It did not do much-

I miss when I was growing up and only had to worry about the Secessionists Union and not about horrors beyond my comprehension. Being old sucks.

Others, perhaps more ambitious or foolish depending on perspective would be attempting to figure out the best way take advantage of this moment. Hood was not those people. He was satisfied to take the Forerunner at their word. That didn’t mean that there was trust. Far from it. Besides the four-

Hood watched passively as she processed the information he had shared and witnessed the righteous anger begin to bubble. It was completely understandable, but it needed to be said. She deserved to know what her future could hold. “This is the rest of your life we’re talking about. The only person-

// Okay all of my finals are done. I’m all set to graduate Friday. I will catch up on replies starting tonight. Meant to start earlier but who could have guessed Super Earth would be invaded???