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Current Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
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"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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It's the most fattening time of the year!
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There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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Spartan Lucas Ryker


Lucas didn't speak when Tar spoke, instead nodding and continuing on his way out of the briefing room. This whole thing stank of an ONI op, from the removal of Tar's older brother to the younger brother refusing to put himself at risk. In fact, as he stepped to one side to wait for the Commando, he eyed the ONI PO and his escort. Those two were ONI through and through, despite playing nice with the team thus far. If he had to guess, they probably had orders to make sure the team failed if it ever looked to be not worth the effort in the Intelligence agency's eyes. Same as they had tried to do to all the old black ops teams when the war ended. They weren't a necessity anymore, just a risk. We all knew too much... That wasn't to say that the two knew anything about the other issues, Ryker knew ONI too well to think that, but he could probably never bring himself to trust the organization again.

When the Commando stepped out, he matched her pace. "I understand that a lot of this has to do with Uztel has to do with Family Honor and the like. But you're needed alive, by a lot of your people. Don't do anything rash, especially if your brother is what they say he is. You know he won't fight fair or honorably."
Name:Comi’Masam

Rank (If applicable): Infiltrator

Species: Sangheili

Appearance: Standing at roughly 2.4 meters tall, Comi is a black skinned female Sangheili with a nasty scar down her left arm, a reminder from Covenant loyalists how they treat those loyal to the Arbiter. Her armor is that of your typical Spec Ops fighter, albeit painted red and blue to mark her better to allies and a slight alteration to the helmet, allowing for integration of the Human sniper rifle scope to her helmet feed.

When not in her armor, she can be found wearing a ceremonial robe of some kind, though she is never without a weapon of some kind, and this attire often comes with a plasma pistol.

Skills: Long range support tactics and close-combat tactics are her specialty, preferring the armor and shield penetrative power that the Human SRS99-AM carries over the beam rifle of the Swords of Sanghelios. She is also a skilled Ghost pilot, often using its speed to get in range of enemy forces and then unleashing a lethal burst of plasma fire.

Preferred Weapons/Equipment: SRS99-AM Sniper Rifle for long range engagements, with a modified Type-1 energy sword, with a larger guard on the outside and shorter inner blade, for close-quarters combat paired with her plasma pistol. For equipment, she uses active camouflage, though after the Requiem Incident, she also has been known to use a Hardlight Shield when needed. Also packs demo-charges for sabotage missions.

Background: Comi’Masam was born and raised on the colony world of Rahnelo, a planet with a tropical equator and snow and ice in every other direction, meaning that the swifter and more readily maneuvered vehicles of the Sangheili were preferred as they could handle the ways between settlements better. She herself was trained to fight from a young age, though only the males of her home were drafted and would be allowed to fight for the Covenant, that did not bother her at all. If she could defend her home when the time came, she would and that was all she needed.

However, as the years went on, the expected Human attack and invasion never came and Comi’Masam found herself bored on her patrols. Even after word reached them of the Prophets betrayal of the Sangheili and the fall of High Charity, she and the other warriors of her world who had not already left were told to remain, though the Kaidon of the largest settlement on Rahnelo did officially declare them loyal to Arbiter Thel’Vadam. It was this declaration of loyalty, or so many thought, that led to Prelate Tem’Bhetek attacking their quiet, out of the way world. Her first bouts of combat, real combat, were against the vicious, barbaric Jiralhanae of the Covenant Remnants, who wasted no time setting themselves upon the inhabitants of the planet. It was during this battle that a Jiralhanae gave her the gash wound on her left arm with the blades of his Mauler, roaring that traitors deserve no less, if not more, though he was disemboweled almost immediately after by the agile female. An earlier bombardment from their CRS-Class light cruiser ensured that the bastion compounds were unable to immediately come to the aid of the Keep, but they held the line all the same, despite high casualty numbers.

After the attack, and the subsequent capture of Kaidon Tulum 'Juranai and his two eldest sons, Comi joined the Scion and new Kaidon in boarding the Shadow of Intent and tracking down their father and brothers along with the Prelate and killing the San’shyuum for his treachery. After these events, during which it was discovered that Tulum and his sons were killed, she requested transfer to a more active front. She saw battle and missions all across Swords of Sanghelios space, trying to put down the last of the Covenant so that peace might finally truly reign. She even served time keeping the Jiralhanae contained on their homeworld, though it was no longer than a few weeks between deployments. Eventually, she grew bored once more, the repetitiveness of everything getting to her and she went to her commanding officer for a request to something new. The response was a placement in a joint SPARTAN-IV, Swords Special Operations team, where she met Spartan Lucas Ryker. Their time together saw them become fast friends, with many successful missions under their team’s belt. It was at his recommendation that she is now being transferred to Aegis, as well as at the request of their new Swords Liaison, Ethat’Lacalu, due to her skill at infiltration and sabotage.
Spartan Lucas Ryker


Despite himself, Lucas grinned a true and genuine grin at the mention of the youngest 'Mdalak lacking many of the usual Sangheili traits that every human who fought in the war got used to seeing, but he did not speak again until the plan was laid out. Overall, he wasn't sure why he'd suggested anything with the way that it was being handled, but there was one last thing he could do. "Major, do we know who the Covenant leader besides Uztel'Mdalak is? While the bulk of the team helps Commando 'Mdalak deal with her brother's treachery, I could, with or without help, remove them from future play, or at least plant a tracker to find a more meaningful target."
Spartan Lucas Ryker


For the most part, Lucas had just been listening to everything and taking in the details, watching the information scroll across the readout and observing the offered hologram of the planet and then the fortress. Despite himself, his days on the ONI black ops squad had him looking for patrols and their routes, important resources that they could cut off to bait out their target, places of trouble that would force the target into the open as well, ambush points and lastly, and perhaps one of his old teammate's favorites, sniper vantage points. Not even Commando 'Mdalak's outburst drew his attention away as he looked over everything and, as the new Swords liaison finished speaking, the SPARTAN-IV finally broke his silence.

"Then we need to disrupt whatever is his focus. We know the Covenant brought in mining platforms and Scarabs. A small team can't do much against those, that's common sense. But we can disrupt convoys and transportation. We make it seem like we're bigger than we are and we can draw out Commando 'Mdalak's younger brother readily, especially if his honor is brought under scrutiny. From there, it would be a simple matter of making sure the Covenant doesn't interfere with their duel, though I use simple loosely. We're looking at the forces of a small fleet against a small team of us. My only question is where do the duels usually take place."
Spartan Lucas Ryker


If Ryker recognized the older set of armor when he caught a glimpse of it, his face didn't betray anything. He didn't even speak again until the Sangheili was armored up and then he nodded. "Right then if we're all spiffed up and ready to go, I heard this place called Han's Crabbery is pretty good." As the SPARTAN-IV turns to leave, leading the Sangheili officer, and Ben if he wanted to go, to leave, a knock sounds and then a familiar voice speaks up.

Grinning like a mad man, Lucas opens it up to see Aviza on the other side. "Glad to see you came back, Aviza. We were getting ready to head out to have some seafood. Wanna come?"
Spartan Lucas Ryker


Ryker shrugs, roughing his hair with his free hand. "You could say it is a bit of a custom of humanity in as a whole. Before we took to the stars and encountered the Covenant, military units often became a small family, as they came to rely and trust each other explicitly both on and off the battle field, and as a result, they'd often do things such as going to meals together and other activities to build trust and cohesion. I figured you'd appreciate the chance to get some fresh air too, since I'm pretty sure you've been in your room far more than I have."

The SPARTAN-IV glances down the hall, where Vael's handler was sitting, talking into a cell phone and he sighs. "I can also get you a break from ONI's little watch dogs, if only for a couple of hours. Both Major 'Suumko and Commando 'Mdalak have been spending their time out amongst the city. Though personally, I think it's because ONI didn't think they'd actually spend their time outside of their rooms."

Spartan Lucas Ryker


After finishing up cleaning his weapons, the SPARTAN-IV could only stand to be in the quiet for another few minutes before, with a groan, he geared up and headed out. Well, specifically, he grabbed his knives and his pistol and headed out. Once his door was closed to his room and the lock had engaged, he turned to his handler as they approached and shook his head. "ONI can stuff it, Sergeant. And be sure to tell them I said exactly that when you have to report that I wouldn't allow you to accompany me on MY home planet." The handler, stunned by the way Lucas bluntly handled his approach, doesn't even try to follow him as he heads for the room of Aegis' Swords commander, pausing just in time to hear the SPARTAN-III finish his sentence.

"Rest assured that you're being watched by ONI even now, but that doesn't mean they're looking out for your safety." Ryker's snort likely caught the attention of the pair as he joined Ben in the doorway.

"Lad, if that isn't the understatement of the day, I don't know what is." Offering a bow to Vael, the SPARTAN-IV removes his helmet and offers a smile to him. "If you're up for it, Commander 'Virisusai, I was about to head down to the seaboard for some fresh seafood. Thought I'd stop by and see if you wanted to join me."
Damian Gerard|Fenixtear Guildhall



"Interrupted by a drink or not, that was just dumb. Kid wouldn't last a minute in special forces..." Continuing his muttered speaking, he returns to cooking and making meals for patrons. Meanwhile, as Trinity continued playing in the main hall, Carmilla eventually stood and stretched before gently nudging the musician's leg and then lightly tugging her towards where Damian was. She was attempting to communicate that she was sure the young woman would be safer with her pack members, who were in the kitchen rather than in the hall proper. After a few tugs, she would rejoin Jaëger at the kitchen door, laying on the opposite side of the large male and resting her head on her paws once more.

Damian would glance over and smile at his wolfen companion and nodding to Trinity if she followed. After a few more minutes of silence, he would finally speak up. "So, do we actually know how all the guild members would like their steak or should we get a poll going? Otherwise it's gonna be medium rare across the board. Just saves time and effort." Admittedly, cooking for such a group was somewhat intimidating to Damian, but he had been in far more intimidating situations in his life, this was hardly the worst one. Jaëger turned to look at the swordsman and yipped softly, eliciting a sigh from him. "Yes, you'll get yours raw, as will Carmilla. Jeez..."
Spartan Lucas Ryker


The medical procedure and subsequent debriefing had all been decently run of the mill, all handled for SOP, though there had been special additions to Aegis' SOP to account for the non-human members of the team and ensure that the confidentiality of it all remained. However, after a week and a half of waiting for a final decision on the team's fate on the Chorus of Thunder, it became too clear to Lucas that they would likely either sit in limbo for months or end up on "temporary" reassignments for their respective governments. That first week and a half turned into more weeks and soon enough, his hunch proved true.

However, Spartan OPS didn't want to risk loosing any face with the Swords of Sanghelios and the willingness of Spartans to work with them, so when they asked for a volunteer to go with Vael and the other Swords members, the SPARTAN-IV was the quickest to step forward and offer to go. The months after that had been pretty standard, even by human military standards. Patrols, raids, inspections of Forerunner sites ahead of scientific teams, all pretty standard, if with a bit more Unggoy curiosity on his side of the fight than he was admittedly used to. During this time, he got to know Vael'Virisusai, Yalu'Suumko, Tar'Mdalak, and Grikgar far better than he had when they'd first met in Sydney before Aegis' first mission and he thought their teamwork had improved considerably since. As of now, he sat on his bed in his room outside the UNSC headquarters in Sydney, Australia once more, his armor off and sitting on an armor stand while he cleaned his rifle.

Nearby, sitting on the nightstand, was his twin energy knives and the twin standard issue ones he carried as well. He'd already sharpened the blades of the two standard issue and done the maintenance he could on the others. His wrist mounted blade was attached to the forearm of his armor, but he'd done maintenance on it as well. Humming, he only glanced out briefly as the sun snuck through the clouds. Already a week and they were still waiting on the rest of Aegis, but that didn't bother Ryker any. In fact, he had enjoyed his time in Sydney, not having to worry about guard duty, well. The sights were plentiful and he'd never been to Australia in his down time before.
Spartan Lucas Ryker


Ryker could hardly believe he was watching them actually acquiesce to the requests of a terrorist just to take him alive, especially given they'd already killed non-combatants in an effort to reignite the war between Elite and Human. But then, their team lead was a medic and their first priority was always saving lives, not taking them, Spartan or not. {They'll pop out of some other hidey-hole eventually, the URF always does. Regardless, Team Lead, we need to get that weapon out of his hands BEFORE the shuttles above get too far away. Grikgar is in position to jump him, just give the word.}

Speaking from personal experience from during the war, Unggoy were much stronger than they looked and an unaugmented human being would struggle to actually stop them from disarming them. The encounter had been...unexpected, just a lone Unggoy looking to relieve themselves when Lucas had stumbled upon them, but the following fight, in which the Unggoy had easily disarmed and almost killed Ryker with its bare hands, had proven to the now SPARTAN-IV that any of the former Covenant races were more than met the eye.
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