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Cohen was unremorseful, nay unresponsivle to Yalu's response as she added the rebels to the body count the mere act itself was just part of her job. She wasn't a cold hearted killer but emotions aside she couldn't care too much about URF scumbags, but praise from some splitjaw was not going to make her day any better, unlucky for her. For Ray the work was yet to be done as the rest of the team corpsed the remaining indivudals without hesitation, it was a bloody battle that never seemed to end. For the two spooks it was just the start but it simply gave them too much fucking fatigue. The silent woman let out a sigh of fatigue in response to it all or responseo to Yalu? It was simply unknown at this time.

For Ray the continuance of the objectives seemed paramount as he followed the patrol along with his entourage that was just Elna Cohen. They encountered the rest of the rebels and ended up locking in the fire fight that ensued. Though the two would end up at the back of the confrontation as is played out until the pelican went down without remorse, still fighting the group of rebels Ryker and some others had confronted the commander in question, though the stakes looked dire.

"The HVT must be captured alive, by any means necessary. Do not blow his arm off, that will be fatal.

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No one seemed to care about Roy's shitty apology infact Aviza just walked off after giving them mild-drill smoke, oh well. The rest of the crowd seemed to mingle off, one of the Spartan's was practically drooling over the unggoy maybe it was comical like the Spartan secretly wanted to see the little fuck blow himself up or the more likely he was actually interested in the creature and wanted to be his friend. This wasen't the UNSC it was when Elna joined up, it was incredibely concerning to see Spartans so friendly towards the Covenant. Decades of genocide, forgotten. Mission, diplomacy or not - it was disturbing. Roy had probably had a better eyes on it, the woman wasen't trained for this kind of analysis and dissemenation merely so her duties revolved around protecting the egghead himself.

There's not much the woman could do, it was a daily reminder that she should of been an ODST. Maybe she woulden't be on such a shit detail, though her mind didn't flood to the fleeting thoughts of going toe to toe with an Elite Ultra or sticking a grenade to the weakspot of a Hunter but babysitting had given the seasoned woman alot to think about. Stuck in a thought provoking trance the room cleared out except for Roy as the others went to chit-chat or plan, it didn't concern the Corporal as she was just some pawn in the grand scheme of killing the brutes and URF. Sometimes, the mission escaped her as she was caught up in more trivial things.

Before going to ground, Elna cared for her BR and other gear - mostly the guns [pew pew] that she used that day minus the carbine. Making sure they were clean and lubricated for the future was important to her, later on she found some space to rack out in the bay they were in.

"Stuck up team huh? I think the squids have less of a stick up their ass then the Spartan, not by much though." She said airing out her helmet, the comment directed to the good PO.

Sometime later, when people cared.

The mammoth stopped and everyone got up, some of the PTSD ridden freaks got up with a 'jolt' though Elna didn't mind, worry or care. She moved with urgency, gear on, smile hidden under her helmet (or was it?) and weapon ready. Squid and Momma Spartan talked about ships, brutes. Who cared? Angry Spartan wanted to give orders to Big Momma, fire teams? Yes please, Unggoy Spartan wanted orders, he got what he asked for.

As for names? Elna forget, she wasen't tracking. It's not like the friendly Spartans had bothered to gotten to know them on the ship, they'd just gone to chow down with the squids. Oh well, maybe she'd learn them unless she got canned right here and now.

"Everyday's a holiday." She mulled as she dragged her sorry ass out of the mammoth with the spook master in tow, hopefully the wind woulden't induce another unauthorized retreat. Fingers crossed.

Me, killing you for owning my rank
*looks around evil eye style*
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Not at the moment in the RP, but there could be in the future.


What if we force her to :---3
The man who was clad in onyx armor greeted the Spartans with a smile and a two finger salute


Elna on some reverse trap gang shit 0_o
We're Waiting on yours >:-3
But I'm lazy :-c.
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