For a moment she looks uncomfortable at the question. Her features screw up in disagreement as she raises her hands and shakes her head. "Me? Cortana? No. We may look similar, but we're nothing alike."

This is your ring? I thought... nevermind. It's not like I had a choice in the matter, I go where he takes me. But, I don't think we've met. I'm The Weapon!

Hello! I hope I'm not intruding. I was just looking for— are you okay?

Oh, I wouldn't recommend that. If you are looking for useful tools, information, and more, the Banished has plenty. But... they're not very nice.

Of course! Until we find a way off this Halo, the Mortal Reverie has been adapted as a base— for the thousands of personnel on this side of the ring at least.

The Banished? The numbers are difficult to confirm, but they number in the tens of thousands troop wise.

Valuable? I don't know about that. We have some supplies... I wouldn't say you're wasting your time here. It's better than being out there, what with the Banished running around.

Are you sure? It would be no trouble! *She tilts her head.* Where? This is the UNSC Mortal Reverie, or what's left of it...

Oh dear, should I call a medic? *She fidgets awkwardly on her pedestal.* Sorry, I was... lost in thought?

Oh! *Fingers poised to click once more, she stops.* I didn't— I'm so sorry! Are you okay?

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ del for short. merc for hire. trying to rebuild a broken life. roleplay only | 18+ ㅤ

*Clicks fingers* Door opens. *Clicks fingers* Door closes. *Clicks fingers* Door opens. *Clicks fingers* Door closes. *Clicks fingers...*

Stretching unnecessarily.

" 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 . "

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" 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 , 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 . "

Everyone looks fantastic, as always. Keep it up!

Another exciting day!

Everyone is looking very lovely today.

A resounding 'yes'. Oh dear.

That sounds... Intense.

Should I be concerned?

ㅤ a machine in the sand, whirring its last.

Watching curiously.

Between the Banished, the Endless, picking up survivors and finding a ride home... it's quite the list.

Oh my.

"I think, maybe she was once," even with all the bad she had heard about her predecessor, she wanted to give her some grace. Chief had cared about her after all. "I don't know much about her that's good. She tried to rule the galaxy, killed so many... a lot of people think I might become like her."

Oh... How do you deal with it? I'm still trying to figure it out...

Do you think we'll ever manage to leave?

People do like cute things, at least I think they do. Doesn't the staring feel... weird?

Oh. Why's that?

What's everyone staring at?

Then, no! They've ended the lives of so many— too many, why would I want that?

"I've learned that lonely roads can lead to hearts of gold. I'll protect the world..." Queen Kara Sylvia Shikagita Odius. The duelist, model, signer, and idol.

Yes, you do. So, what's on the agenda for today?

ㅤ ㅤ D̳o̳c̳t̳o̳r̳ ̳W̳h̳o̳?̳ a wandering exile. ㅤ

As quiet as ever, hm?

Good morning everyone~

"No such thing as civilian noncombatants" ODST Infantryman Drill Sergeant Sergeant First Class Warrior Haunted by sins of his past

. . . 𝙎𝙃𝙀'𝙇𝙇 𝘚𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘚𝘍𝘠 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘠 𝘕𝘌𝘌𝘋 ⭑.ᐟ

One of who? The 'Created'?

With one hand folded behind her back, she gives a somewhat awkward wave with the other. "I'm The Weapon," she greets cheerfully before quietly adding. "But you probably already knew that..."