Mission 007 ~ [Dictated] - Forwarded to Midnight on the 18th

[noblefive]

[Have a loud clanking echoing over the journals, Paradisa. It sounds like someone's hefting large lumps of metal about.

Then, a gruff voice sounds]

Well, it's about damned time.

[That voice is a certain SPARTAN-II who has realaised he can now put his armour back on.]

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If anyone's awake, someone mind giving me a hand? The castle's finally decided to let me put my armour back on, and you guys are the closest I have to UNSC Techies.

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Filtered to Naomi-010 and BB

You guys settling in alright?

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Filtered to Agent York and Delta

Hope you're not getting too lonely out there.

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((OOC: Loss end and open! Go nuts. Open to people complaining. It's like 1am or something.))

Comments

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[helljumper]

[Yeah, it isn't much of a surprise that he'd be one of the few who were up.]

If no one else has volunteered, I can.

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[noblefive]

That would be much appreciated, corporal. Considering you have experience.

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[helljumper]

Always glad to help. What's your location?

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[noblefive]

Room 328. Door's open.

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[helljumper]

Got it. Be there in ten.

[Or around there, seeing as elevators could sometimes be a bit of a wild card, but it wasn't long before there was a rapping of knuckles on the door, and Rookie's helmet was peering in.]

Chief?

[noblefive]

Rookie, come in.

[The room was, as with most UNSC personnel, simplistic, but even more so. SPARTANs don't go for décor, it seems. There's plenty of strengthened furniture, though.

Jorge himself is sat on the bed with varying parts of his armour already on; boots, gloves and the like.]

Just need your help with the bigger bits.

[helljumper]

[And that gets a nod, quick and short, before he's stepping his way past the door towards the Spartan.]

Doesn't sound too difficult. [He'll come to a stop a foot or so away, and survey the pieces that Jorge needed help with.] Just the same process before, but in reverse, right?

[noblefive]

Yeah. If you can remember.

[If not, Jorge can guide. Equipping MJOLNIR armour was akin to rocket science, after all.]

[helljumper]

My memory is decent, Spartan, not perfect.

[So, yes. Guiding would be helpful. Most Rookie can remember was what not to do.]

[noblefive]

It's pretty complicated. I won't blame you.

[Anyone else would expect another sniping comment at that, but Jorge just wants to get his armour back on. Besides, where would he be, alienating one of the few people he feels comfortable around.]

Okay. Grab the back peice -careful, it's heavy- and just slot it in place. It'll click.

[helljumper]

[Whoops. That came off a bit more snarkish than intended, but he'll give a light nod before reaching for the piece that Jorge mentioned and - with a bit of struggling and effort on his part - do as he's told.]

I can see why you prefer keeping your armor on all the time.

[noblefive]

That, and it's pretty comfortable.

[Once you've been in it for 30-odd years. The armour clicks into place.]

Same with the front piece.

[helljumper]

Considering how heavy it is, sir, it better be.

[That bit is said with humor, picking up the next piece with grunt, before clicking it into place like the one before. Once he was sure it was set, he'll take a step back.]

Almost makes me thankful that mine isn't so complicated.

[noblefive]

It's the stuff inside that makes it more complicated. Some of it's unneccessary, though.

[A pause.]

Weren't they designing ODST armour based on the MJOLNIR V design?

[helljumper]

Not the armor so much as the helmet.

[He'll stand up a little straighter, before knocking his knuckles against his headgear for emphasis.]

Still not as complicated as Spartan armor, but what I have now is the latest in ODST tech. [A beat.] In my timeline, anyway.

[noblefive]

Probably more advanced than ODST gear in my timeline. The Mark V armour hasn't been out long.

[Rookie might notice that some of the SPARTAN's armour is the old Mark IV.]

[helljumper]

I wouldn't doubt it. The UNSC is doing everything they can to get an edge in the war, after all.

[Especially after Reach.

As for the armor, well, Rook wasn't use to being around Spartans to begin with. So even he would have trouble telling what was newer and what wasn't with their equipment. But when compared to Kat and Six's armor, Jorge's did look a bit more used.]

Looks like you've had this armor for awhile.

[noblefive]

I only upgraded some of the components to the Mrk V. Enough to warrant an operation to upgrade my implant.

[SPARTAN-IIs were forced to get the Neural Lacing upgrade when moving to Mrk V's.]

That, and being the Heavy Weapons specialist in Noble puts me in the line of fire.

[helljumper]

More than usual, you mean.

[Said with that casual air as he looked to make sure all the armor pieces were set and in place.]

[noblefive]

[Jorge flexes, making sure everything's fine as the suit's diagnostic start]

That's perfect.

[He then chuckles.]

Yeah, more than usual.

[helljumper]

[Which makes Rookie step back to allow Jorge his space. Didn't want to get bumped into by accident, or something.]

Guess you're set to go then.

[noblefive]

Yeah. Thanks a lot. That's two times I owe ya for helping me in and out of this stuff.

[helljumper]

[A don't-mention-it wave of his hand.]

Glad I could help, Spartan.

[noblefive]

I'm gonna go to the library.

[Now he felt comfortable.]

Thanks for the help again.

[helljumper]

No problem. [He'll give a small, light acknowledging nod.] I'll follow you out, then.

[Since, well, it was Jorge's room.]