Oh, she will. And so will the others.

As much as she'd love to, she can't. She'll get through it. One way or another.

[ Operation lbis : Part III ]

Not yet. Things seem to have gotten a little... complicated.

LoHatra I'll hopefully get through my backlog soon 😭 I've got a long drive up north tomorrow so hopefully I can do some when it's not my turn to drive. Apologies again.

"I've seen a few of your sessions. Whatever you guys are doing it’s showing." She gave a short nod of affirmation. A quiet smile tugs at her lips as she steals a sip of her coffee. "I've only got a few more items to sift through. If you don't mind hanging around we could do something after?"

So far so good.

LoHatra I may have got a little carried away 😅 no way am I putting that into separate posts. Replies and stuff hopefully tomorrow.

[ Operation Ibis : Part II ]

What's going through your head? Not a word...? Not that I expected anything else.

Fuck.

Not good. No note or anything?

That's a no. Uh... Want to talk about it?

You okay there Daisy?

Operation : Ibis

[ Solos : ]

[ Operation : Ibis ] [ Part I ] >> Vivas system > Planet Espino > Created Occupation >> Fireteam Aten > Margaret 053 > Farhan G049 > Blanchard > Jiang

Amused eyes look up at his even snorts at his comment. Ever the charmer. "Few things to wrap up before deployment. Retrieval op in the Vivas system. Not expecting much trouble, but you never know," despite her nonchalance, her shoulders are stiff as they lift. "What about you, good session?"

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

Always a challenge. #SeductiveSunday

I won’t be outdone today. #SeductiveSunday

Fireteam Aten deployment is imminent. They're ready.

LoHatra Hm. Fireteam Aten, Fireteam Jackal, or neither?

She's tucked away in her office filling out the last few bits of paperwork. Deployment is fast approaching.

The gesture brings a little warmth to her features. In return an arm slides across his back allowing her fingers to briefly squeeze over his hip. "I could say the same about you, but it'll only go to your head," she teases gently. Noticing him lift the glass, she does the same while -

She flashes him a soft smile before cradling the mug between both hands and taking a grateful sip. Just what she needed. "Mm," she sighs contently. With a halfhearted roll of her eyes she sets the mug back down. "If dishevelled is wonderful, sure. You just finished in the sims?"

She's leaning on a tall table when he enters. Turning around with a reigned in grin she gives him an unabashed once over. He really had scrubbed up well. Handsome, even. "Evening Fred," she says, grabbing the glass she'd filled for him before offering it in his direction.

She's managed to snag a bottle of wine and two glasses. It's not much, but it'll do. Fortunately, the observation deck is empty when she arrives. Finding a nice spot she waits for @fred-104.bsky.social.

It'll do. #SundaySlay

I'll see if I can scrounge up something nice.

Pickings are slim, but observation deck O1 is usually empty around midnight...

Agreed. Maybe... we should take it for a spin one day?

Someone's looking slick.

Forerunners, again. They'll never stop.

"For once, I hope you're right," she teases, but there's not as much behind it as usual. "While we're good, we were better— or, we thought we were," with a shake of her head she presses air between her lips. Black team had been together since the start. They'd known each other in and -

A BR85 lays to her left along with a selection of attachments. They're mostly ignored when he walks in as she flicks through some paperwork on a datapad. "Morning," she responds with a flicker of a smile as she glances up at him and the coffee. "Sorry for the runaround. Just tying up some prep."

She's not in, but receives a notification of his arrival. 📲 In the armoury.

She rolls her eyes at his comment while grabbing another sheet of paper. Eyes flickering across its contents, she presses her lips together before performing another swap. "A little," she admits evenly. Sure, they all had experience, and she could claim to have seen and lived through a whole lot -

You won't find me slacking. #FlexFriday

I’m told the ‘scruffy’ look is the best. #FlexFriday

She gives his hand an appreciative squeeze. It was easier than voicing anything aloud. "Cheating?" She arches a brow in an expression of faux seriousness. "I'd call it a strategic advantage." Until it broke. As far as they'd manage to come with all their advancements it still didn't seem like -

With an amused snort she rolls her eyes. These two... "The sole witness huh?" She wonders playfully, "how do you plan on ensuring my silence?"

Currently snoozing on a deck chair.

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ㅤ ㅤ D̳o̳c̳t̳o̳r̳ ̳W̳h̳o̳?̳ a wandering exile. ㅤ

"I'm not fighting myself, will not follow..." • Halo RP / MV RP • Detailed writer • Ships w/ chemistry • Serious / crack • 3rd person past tense • Penned by #ηαтту • #HaloRP "...'Cause my choices are mine, it's my fate."

"Asset denial..." A single brow arches as she shakes her head and crosses her arms. She doesn't really disapprove. In fact, she finds it just a little amusing. "... of a donut?"

A quick smirk is offered before she wipes away the icing that dusted her lips. "You didn't happen to pinch that from someone, hm?" She queries slyly, brows rising playfully.

There's a bit too much of the icing for her taste. But, she offers a roguish smile nonetheless before slowly wiping away a little of the dusting from his cheek.