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Tasumameyofaxre
<< Mgalekgolo Hunter >>
<< HIGHCOM Facility Bravo-6 >>


Tasuma rose its head, seeing that Aviza glanced to the Sergeant, it followed her gaze to the Sergeant. It knew the ODSTs were a stubborn bunch, he would never verbally say an apology. The Sergeant finished grilling the guard, and moved back to escort Tasuma. More humans appeared, and there was even a number of Spartans, from the humans warrior-clans. It heard tales from Iteyi, of the 2nd Clan, and 3rd Clan. The 4th, "Gen IV"s were the latest, and the most numerous. As the group began to move, Tasuma and the ODSTs followed, and Tasuma continued to ponder about the humans. It knew some of the IV's, the squad who had protected its bond-brother were elevated into the 4th Clan, but even then they fought alongside other human warriors, with support from vehicles and aircraft. The tales that Iteyi spoke to Tasuma of told of green armored, golden eyed demons, who mostly fought alone. They caused terrible casualties on their own, and more than a few pairs of Mgalekgolo were felled by their hands.

The group stopped outside of a room with double doors, and the ODSTs caught Tasumas attention by lightly slapping his arm. It was the Sergeant.
"Alright Tas' this is where we split. We gotta grab our orders from somewhere else. Remember Tas', you end up in trouble, give us a call. We'll find a ride to you." The Sergeant said, patting Tasuma on the helmet. The other ODSTs patted the Hunter similarly, and then the five humans left the group.
Shortly after, an Elite next to him spoke up in Sangheili, "Your rapport with your human friends bodes well for this venture, mgalekgolo. Perhaps the rest of us are able to win their trust as well."
Tasuma looked to the Elite and nodded slowly. Perhaps. Even they, the ODSTs who regarded it with much affection, hated it at first. How could they not? It took months and years to reach where they were with their friendship. When the doors opened, and the humans inside began to file out, Tasuma waited. Thinking. Now that the ODSTs were gone, it was truly alone. Even surrounded by other humans, and the aliens that the Lekgolo regarded as allies, alone. It would take time for it to get used to these new allies, it was among the last to get into the board room, and it was easily apparent that the seats weren't suited for a Mgalekgolo. So it opted to stand in the back of the room, as to not block anyone.
Tasumameyofaxre
<< Mgalekgolo Hunter >>
<< HIGHCOM Facility Bravo-6 >>


The Sergeant looked at Spartan Aviza as she addressed him, and he inhaled as she continued. His shoulders rising in tension. The other ODSTs glanced at each other, and at the other Spartans, but stayed quiet. As soon as she finished, the Sergeant retorted. "Now listen here Spartan," he began, all playfulness gone from his voice, "Tasuma saved my life and the lives of my boys by throwing us onto his back. And if I have to look a fool and incompetent leader in front of Lord fuckin' Hood and The Arbiter him fuckin' self, to stop some fuckin' greener than grass guardie who's never seen a lick of real combat," he shot a dirty glance at the HQ Guards, "from freakin' out and shooting Tasuma, I'll do it in a heartbeat. If I have to- h-hey!" The Sergeants tirade was cut short. Tasuma had lifted its arm and grabbed the Sergeant by the breastplate, lifting him off of its back and placing him onto the ground next to him. All of its spikes lowering to a more relaxed position.

"Tas', I was talking." The Sergeant said sternly. In reply, Tasuma placed an armored finger on the Sergeants chest, then his forehead. The Sergeant shook his head. "Fine. When we move, we keep it tight troopers." He said to the rest of his ODSTs, who nodded, he turned to the HQ Guards, "If anyone throws a potshot at Tas', we'll throw hands and someones gonna get punched into next week." The Sergeant pointed an accusatory finger at them.

Tasuma turned to face Spartan Aviza, slow and lumbering. The Hunter lowered its head towards her, which went lower, then lower, low enough that the back of his neck was exposed to her. And then he remained motionless.
"He's uh... apologizing. He did this to everyone in the platoon not long after we picked him up." One of the ODST Privates explained, rubbing the back of his neck.


EDIT: Gonna get a quick, smaller post in to simulate the fast cadence of arguments.
Tasumameyofaxre
<< Mgalekgolo Hunter >>
<< HIGHCOM Facility Bravo-6 >>


“Don’t bring that… thing in here! It’s going to give a civvie a heart attack.” One of the guards scolded. The Corporal was the closest to the HQ Guardsmen, and he tilted his head in confusion. Who in the armed forces didn't know about the Hunters? Tasuma itself was silent, and slowly moved its head to face the frantic guard. Before the Sergeant could knock the guard down a peg, the Grunt stepped up to do it instead.

Meanwhile, behind the Hunter, the three ODST privates saw the Spartans disembarking their transports and walking towards them. They tapped each other with their elbows and pointed at them. One of the Privates gave a friendly wave. Usually Spartans and ODSTs had a fairly tense relationship, but these troopers accompanying the Hunter didn't seem to mind the genetically enhanced super-soldiers.

Grik, as the group learned from his rebuttal, even pointed at a Spartan and declared that he wasn't afraid of them. The ODST Sergeant laughed loudly and slapped Grik across the shoulder. "Ha! Grik? I like you!" The Sergeant proclaimed with equal volume.
The Corporal leaned over to the Sergeant, "If scaring civvies is a concern why don't we do that thing we did on Sonov III? With the... well without the guns... yeah you know. Cuz' when you think about it, it's pretty absurd."
The Sergeant put his hand on the chin of his helmet, thinking for a second. "That's a good idea." The Sergeant grinned, "Tas'?"
The Hunter finally spoke, of a sorts. It was more like a short thrum. Tasuma leaned forward, placing both of his fists on the ground, his spikes rising from his back slightly more. The right forward most spike rose to be completely vertical. The Sergeant grabbed its cape and draped it over one of Tasuma's spikes, to ensure it didn't drag on the ground, then he climbed up Tasuma's arm and sat on the Hunters back, using the single vertical spike as a pole to grab onto. The Sergeant turned to the guard, "You ever see an ODST get a piggyback ride from a Hunter?" He said smugly, the trooper turned to Grik, "You wanna ride too? Tas' here once carried five of our sorry asses on his back, so I know he could carry you too." The Sergeant looked back at the Spartans, everyone could practically hear his shit-eating grin, "Sorry Spartans, your squad ain't official yet and Battlebus Tas' is invitation only!"
Tasuma thrummed again in agreement, moving an arm closer to Grik.
Just a heads up I'm waiting on Sword before my post
Tasumameyofaxre
<< Mgalekgolo Hunter >>
<< HIGHCOM Facility Bravo-6 >>


Tasuma was... happy. That is what the ODSTs said. Yes, it was looking forward to it, and it felt pride, when the medal was pinned to its breastplate. Like it felt when Iteyimeyokosa, its bond brother, taught it the traditional meditations and poems. This pinning of the metal was also traditional, to humans, and the Lieutenant told him the history of it and the meaning. Pinned to the breastplate of the black and grey camouflaged armor was a silver winged parachute, with a large golden star in the middle. Five plus combat drops with the ODSTs. The Lieutenant said Tasuma had earned it, and there was a celebration. Then Tasuma had to leave, and go here, to Australia. Though, the platoon he had fought alongside with for so long strong armed their way into ensuring Tasuma had an escort there.

Tasuma had already been in the city for a week, and the UNSC kept it and the five ODST escorts in a nearby base. But today was the day. The truck Tasuma was riding in was dark, with no windows, and the driver went slow. Its companions sat in hastily mounted seats, and they conversed casually, talking about the local food and booze. Some of what they were talking about seemed appealing to Tasuma. Soon the truck halted, and the door opened, revealing the building surrounded by walls. The five fully armored ODSTs quickly unbuckled, one picking up a satchel, and filed out of the truck. Tasuma followed at his own, slow, pace. There were other humans there with a forklift, presumably to transport the box containing Tasumas equipment, one was talking to the ODST Sergeant with a clipboard in hand. As soon as they saw it, they stopped what they were doing, and the man dropped his clipboard. The Sergeant promptly shook the shocked mans shoulders.
"I said, do not even scratch the paint," The Sergeant pointed at Tasuma, "of his Assault Cannon and shield!"
The Corporal chuckled, and then walked over to the Hunter. He opened his satchel, "So Tas', me and the boys got you a lil' somethin'!" He pulled out a crimson bundle of cloth, and unraveled it in front of the Hunter. It was a shoulder cloak, meant for his right side judging by the leather shoulder pad, and emblazoned in the middle of the large cloak was the symbol of the Swords of Sanghelios in ivory. Tasuma stared in silence. "Alright, alright now don't get all teary eyed on us, you gotta look your best for your new boss." He said, he approached the Mgalekgolo and the other ODSTs helped the Corporal clip the leather pauldron onto the massive colony. The Corporal rubbed some grime off the Hunters helmet before turning to the Sergeant, who was standing with his arms crossed. The Sergeant nodded with approval, and they began to move towards the tower.

The people in the courtyards of Bravo-6 gave the Hunter a wide berth, and the five ODSTs surrounding the Hunter ensured it. It wasn't long until Tasuma stopped in its tracks, and the ODST escort halted with it. The six spikes lifted slightly from its back, then it turned and began walking in a separate direction. The ODSTs followed without question, and it became rapidly apparent as to why. As the group rounded the corner of the building, they saw that they were walking towards an Unggoy and a Sangheili.



Changelog
>6/24/2020 - v1.0 release
>7/5/2020 v1.1 - Added "Mgalekgolo Speculations and Observations" to Notes

Yeah I purposely tried to make it as small scale as possible while making sure there were a few NPCs lying around in the background to make it seem like a big planetary invasion. The decision to team up would have been left to something like platoon commander to platoon commander. The unintended benefit of this is that if Aegis is ever going into a big battle and we’re gonna need backup, you don't have to pull random faceless mooks from out of nowhere.

And thanks for the heads up about Colony, I did see them referenced in my research but I didn't think too much of it. And I never got around to playing the two Halo Wars games either, Windows Store doesn't do well on my computer. I’ll go check out their voice lines right now.
character sheet finally done


edit: Holy cow it's you
This is me taking up the DM's challenge of playing a singular Mgalekgolo.

cs wip, don't look

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