Fight The Flood(IC)

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-Day one, Log one-The Flood are aboard the Covenant Ship, they have merely been found in a sample of a Forerunner Ruin and are now being studied by the Covenant on the Super Carrier; Divine of Reaver.

-Days six, Log Three-The Flood... has escaped... The ship is overrun, and the Covenant survivors have been reduced to small numbers as they fight the parasite.
The UNSC has been planning to board this ship for the past three days, but since it has gone quiet.... They have been sent to investigate.

Lucy and ALPHA Squad, drop ship hanger.

Lucy sat quietly on the hood of a warthog, her shotgun leaning on the front with her assault rifle slung on her back.
Jackson was testing his scope, reloading, filling his magazines with bullets. And this time: He, like most of the team were carrying a close quarters weapon. at this point, Jackson had a shotgun at the ready. He preferred to keep his sniper with him, even if it would not be of full use in a Covenant ship.

Anders was taking along his DMR, and a Battle Rifle for the sake of rapid fire switch off, and in the case he ran out of ammo in his DMR.

And Anders had an M6 pistol and a MA5, simple, but effective.

"What do you think, boss?" Alex asked, looking up at Lucy.
"I think its a trap, and if it is, im going down by throwing a grenade in a certain ships core. she said, stretching and watching the Marines seal up in space worthy suits so that they could walk on the landing pad of the ship, and on any depressurized parts of the ship.

"The Marines are gonna get screwed up in this mission i think, meanwhile we get to use all our fancy Spec-Op training and kick ass..." Anders said before they all stood and headed to the drop ship assigned to their platoon.

Mira Gray

The LT sealed her helmet as did the rest of her squad. Cole, loading shotgun, Joesph loaded up on BR ammo and M7 SMG clips. After he filled his ammo packs, but still reached for more Cole seized his wrist and bent it.

"Leave some for the rest of us, eh?" He said, a bland look in the eyes behind his visor. Joe nodded and put some back.

Mira was being quiet, while Ben slept in the row of the ship across from Mira, Abby crossed her legs with a BR in her lap and a DMR on her back. She was empathetic as usual, then Brendon, the Private, was nervous. Which wasn't a surprise considering he was still new to the combat scene.

Mira shook her head and leaned back. She didn't feel like talking... Not until the fun started. A smile came across her face as she felt the weight of her Rocket Launcher in her lap and drifted into a short nap.

Rakath

The Ultra sprinted down the hallway, a Minor Elite on his left and a Kig-Yar Skirmisher running behind him.

"What can we do, Ultra Rakath?! the Parasite is coming!" The Minor yelled as the Kig-Yar screeched and opened fire with a Needler, only to let out a yelp of pain a moment later. Rakath did not have to look back to see the fate of his comrade, but he did not want a quick monster chasing him, and from what he saw, the Skirmishers were not easy to kill when becoming one of the Infected, Rakath turned and shot down at the body until it was no longer flailing.

He kept up his pace down the hall until he saw it, a jammed door, the center still opened, but it was closing slowly, in a moment it would seal on the two elites.

The Ultra ran and dived through it, stopping in a roll as the door shut on the Minor when he was half way though.
Looking back Rakath cursed and shook his head before moving slower, catching his breath as he opened the door and entered the Covenants base encampment in one of the cargo holds, the Unggoy next to the door quickly sealing it after the Ultra entered and looked around the room.

At the disorder....

At the chaos....

How fun this was to watch, the Covenant overwhelmed.. .By a germ....

[thenether]

Kola turned to regard Rakath "Greetings brother. We have lost yet another section of our ship, the parasite is growing. We need a plan."

[Wax™]

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Private Dean 'Coxy' Cox
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Private Cox was still apart of ALPHA Squad in the ODST Spec-Ops devision led by Gunnery Sergeant Lucy Gray and was surprisingly still alive, and since their first meet, he had been in plenty engagements against the Covenant with the team and has given Jackson a run for his money in many Spec-Ops missions, Cox was loading rounds into variouse amounts of clips for his Sniper Rifle System 99 Anti-Matériel, in total, including the clips in his pack he had fifteen, and he had twenty clips for his M7S Submachine Gun and M6C/SOCOM handgun, he was set and ready, though he was not entirely informed on what he was facing, being a private he was restricted to much information, it was just Z, Jackson and the twins that knew the details, for all that Cox knew he would be facing a horde of Hunters and Zealot Class Elites, once Cox saw everyong was mounting up he ran towards Z and stopped to speak to her, he young and almost broken voice spoeaking steadily.

"Hey... Z... What umm... What exactly are we going up against?" Cox was very worried but luckily his ODST Helmet that he rareley ever removed or dimmed was hiding his expression, I mean sure he had been on plenty of behind the lines missions with Z and her team, he stood there, tall and proud as always, and waited for her to respond.

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Sergeant Jason Bowers
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Sergeant Jason Bowers had been field promoted to LT for this mission, which ment that he would be leading the DELTA DESTROYERS... Not just his squad, but the entire DD Platoon, he had the experience, and the power to do so, but he was not sure if he was ready to send some men into a place that they would probably not return from, Temporary Lieutenant Jason Bowers walked into an empty armory, the rest of the platoon was ready except for him, he looked at a large range of weaponry before gripping a BR55HB SR Battle Rifle, and ten mag's he slid them into a pack before strapping the Battle Rifle around his chest, he then gripped another weapon, it was a M45 Tactical Shotgun he then gripped ten box's of shotgun shells and shoved it into the bag, he strapped the shotgun about his chest aswell before sliding the back straps down his arms.

"Sir... We are ready to go" Came the familiar voice of Corporal Claire Hunt who had been promoted to Sergeant for this operation.

"Yeah... I will be out in a minute Sergeant"

"Yes 'Temporary' Lieutenant" She smiled at Bowers as she said the word temporary and to add that extra hint she said it in a smug tone, she then walked out of the armory and left Jason once more.

Jason turned his head back to face the gear that he was loading, he was already full but he had room in his webbing, he grabbed four M9 High-Explosive Dual-Purpose grenade "Fragmentation grenade" three flashbang grenades, two smoke grenades and four infer-red probes for NVG Marking, once packed he stepped slowly out of the armory and met his Platoon, they were formed into three sections, each section boardin an individual Pelican.

"Good luck marines... You got your breif... No one get's left behind" Bowers nodded and -his- -temporary- marines smiled at one another before yelling Ooh'rah! And lifting their helmets in the air, they then boarded their pelicans, Bowers boarded the center pelican, mainly because it had his usual team inside and also because it was closer, he sat on the seat closest to the Pelican doors and watched as they slowly closed and sealed itself for vacum.

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Captain Jonathon 'Ricket' Michales (Rear Admiral -Lower Half- for mission)
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Rear Admiral Jonathon was pacing back and forth on the bridge of his Marathon-Class Heavy Cruiser, he was the only one that he knew of that was most informed about the 'Flood' paracite, he continued to pace thinking about how to dispose of the 'Flood'.

"How about MAC Rounds? Short-Sword carpet bombings? SHIVA'S! Or even nukes!" Jonathon said to Athena who was standing idle on a holo-tank, she glowed purple and dark blue as she thought of mathmatical and scientific equations.

"With all do respec sir... This... Paracite... This bug... We have no idea how it would react to such an attack... And besides we still got men down there... And we cant afford to lose our men on a war that is now -currently- on two fronts"

"Your right Athena... It's just... I have never seen the covenant run from anything... But this... 'Thing'."

Jonathon stopped to looked at the main view screen, on it was a Covenant Super Carrier the Divine of Reaver, it was idle and non moving, it almost looked like it was dead, the UNSCS Ares was on the opposite side of the planet, the only reason they had a visual is because they sent out a monitoring probe with a live camera stream, Jonathon thought for a moment, with the Covenant distracted by the flood perhaps the UNSCS Ares could go on a striking run and take down the super carrier... War on two fronts or not... The Covenant were still the UNSC's enemy.

"Athena... Prepair all Long and Shortswords"

"Aye, Aye Sir"

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Lucy looked over to Cox and shrugged. "Far as we can see the Covenant ship is dead, no life signs detected, but the occasional movement.. .Which means there's something on there that ONI, or our "Higher-Ups" don't want us to see, as far as i can see we're running into somethin' new Coxxy, keep a clip up and watch our ass."

Lucy then looke dbac at Cox and shook her head. "We ARE Marines Dumbass..."

A moment later, the COMM channel sounded with pilots who were about to take off.
"Lets move it HELLJUMPERS!" Lucy yelled out, loading into the shuttle.

Rakath

Rakath looked at the Field Marshal and grunted. "I know we have lost yet another section, I am the last survivor of it, the Minor and Kig-Yar with me have perished..."
Rakath showed his annoyance with the "Parasite" and shook his hea dbefore looking back at the Field Marshal.

"Tactics are not my job, they are both yours and the remaining Zealots job, now if you would excuse me while i go and tend tom MY men..." Rakath said, walking down the long corridor-like cargo-hold.

Nakath

The Field Master stood above all the other Covenant, standing on an elevated platform as he watched them move about.
He noticed his Brother, Rakath enter and watched him until he moved out of sight, then his eyes turned to the Field Marshal... The one thing that kept him from taking charge here.....
The Zealot gave the Elite equivalent of a smirk as he turned and walked into a small circular room the higher Covenant were using as a War Room, he was plotting...

[thenether]

Kola lowered his head slightly, the parasite was winning. They had lost another section of the ship. The worst part was, he had no idea how to stop it.

"Naketh! We have more troubling news. The parasite has taken yet another section." The field marshal paused, ships were not really his thing. He fought on the ground, not up here, when he continued, he spoke in whispers "I fear the worst for section 9, we lost contact recently. The parasite is growing, should it be allowed to establish a hive mind, we shall have no choice but to cleanse the ship. And along with it, us all." Kola was bitter about this, he had no intention of dying in this cold, heartless vacume.
"Field marshal, the parasite is heading toward us!"
"Naketh, I am trusting you to stop them with me. Let us fight alongside like brothers"

[Wax™]

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Rear Admiral Jonathon 'Ricket' Michael
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"Alright Athena... Take us around the planet and make sure thoes Pelican teams can get close"

"Aye Aye Sir"

As Jonathon said that the UNSCS Ares a Marathon-Class Heavy Cruiser accelerated and pushed around to the far side of the planet where the Covenant ship liked dorment, unmoving and practically dead, Jonathon moved over to the front of the bridge and looked at the main view screen, the rear of the Covenant ship slowly poked out from the back of the planet, and soon, the entire ship was on the view screen, the Covenant vessel was huge, beyond any ship that the UNSC ever made or ever thought of making, Rear Admiral Jonathon pressed a finger down on the COM Button so he could speak throughout the ship.

"Crew and Marines of the UNSCS Ares... This is Rear Admiral Michaels... All Pelican teams, when ready take off and make your approach towards the Covenant ship, all Longswords launch and escort thoes birds to the target zone... Expect the worst... No one get's left behind" Jonathon took his finger off the COM and turned to the weapons officer.

"Charge MAC Gun's and arm all Archer missies... Just incase that thing comes back to life..." He paused to turn to Athena hovering over a Holo-tank. "Athena... Link me with Lieutenant Bowers and Gunnery Sergeant Lucy Gray"

"Aye Sir... Single COM Connections to both UNSC Personnel established"

"Thank you Athena" He paused to grab a head-set from his pocket and place it over his ear, once done he moved to a corner of the bridge where no one was working. "Lieutenant Bowers and Gunnery Sergeant Gray... or Z... You both got your breifs, but there was something you were not told... On board the Covenant ship we have got reports of a new kind of species, so far we have to identify it as part of the Covenant though our onboard AI Athena... Has told us by infiltrating the Covenant Battle-Network that the Covenant do not see this new species as an allie... They call it a... Paracite... Your Mission is not to solley take out the Covenant but to find out as much as you can about this new species, a research team of two ONI personnel will, as you have probably already noticed, be joining your teams or Platoon in the case of Lieutenant Bowers... Lieutenant... Your first objective is to located and find the Councile chambers of the Covenant ship and eliminate any high ranking Covenant personnel... Learning about the Paracite is mainly a secondary mission... Gunnery Sergeant Z... Your main objective is to locate the Covenant bridge and disable or systems including defence systems if they have not been shut down already... Your two teams will eventually re-group if possible within a hanger located imbatween what we beleive is the Council chambers and the Bridge... For now this is all I can give you Marines... Good luck... Oh and Gunnery Sergeant... I am field promoting you to First Sergeant for this mission... Once more good luck" Jonathon finally stopped and looked around before moving back to his Command chair, sitting down and adjusting himself to a comfortable position.

"They will not return" He muttered to himself before placing a hand over his forehead sighing softly.

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Lieutenant Jason Bowers
DELTA DESTROYERS
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Lieutenant Bowers just mounted the Pelican and was about to settle into the seat he was sitting in untill the Admirals voice broke out in his helmet COM Bowers was about to speak but it showed up on his helmets HUD that it was a one way COM, he leaned forward and listened in on the new breif, his team did not know about this new breif so what was he ment to do, tell them to do something that went entirely against their current plan, he was not sure, though in the original breif their team was instructed that they would be infiltrating and disabiling something, so maybe it would not matter, he just rested back and listened to the rest of the new breif, once the breif was finished a large crank was heard, the sound of the clamps holding the pelican disengaging, Bowers then stood and addressed his team.

"Alright Delta... Put on your Zero-gee helmets and seal them for Vacume"

Bowers nodded as his team lifted their helmets and slid them over their head, each soldier twisted their helmets to the right and sealed them for vacume, the sound of their suits pressureizing sounded throughout the bay as they engaged their suits, Jason went to sit back down and was almost thrown off his feet as the Pelican he was in accelerated out of the bay and to it's landing destination.

(OOC: Will post Bowers and Cox later... Michelle my Pelican Pilot will be transporting Z's team... If Z approves)

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(I will like to revive this)

[Wax™]

You should post then.

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-Aboard Covenant super Carrier-

-Lucy-

"Lunar Squad is in, I repeat Lunar is in." The Pelican Pilot said over the radio before the ship took off. They had touched the ODSTs in a depressurized part of the ship... No air... No gravity...

Lucy aimed her shotgun before motioning to Cox and Alex to move up to the door and having Jackson move up next to her towards the door. Pressing three buttons on the console made the door open and the room behind them sealed over with a blue glowing shield. Each of Lunar filed in and checked up and down the halls.
Jackson was stubborn enough to have his Sniper Rifle out when they were in this place... Lucy cursed at his stubbornness before motioning down the hall.. They had to keep quiet, never knew what was around the corner.

There was no Gravity in this part of the ship so the ODSTs had to move slowly or the wouldn't get anywhere.

-Mira-

Eclipse all leaped from the Pelican onto the topside landing pad of the Super Carrier, the shielded entrance was flickering on and off making the inside, like most of the ship become depressurized, but the Marines were all equipped with Z-G's gear here. So leaping down her, and her platoon moved down slowly, landing harmlessly and looking around the room with shotgun drawn.

-Alex-

The ODST looked around each corner, BR up as she took point and her squad moved behind her. Her cybernetic arm glistening slightly in the darkness. They were in a pressurized shuttle bay, they did not have to worry about low G's.

Until something ran across a corner ahead of her and her team.

"This is ODST Green Squad." Amy said. "We have some movement on this side of the ship...

[thenether]

Kola looked into the dark, cold void of space, and he wondered if he would ever get off this ship. Kola sighed, and saw something move against the black void, he squinted, but didn't see it again, he shrugged, he thought his eyes tricked him. Kola turned to the Zealots "There is trouble ahead. The Parasite may attack us at any moment, and I need to know, HOW MANY SECTIONS STILL HAVE ANYONE ON THEM!" his voice raised to a shout, and a Zealot replied to him quickly
"We believe that our brothers are still in several sections"
"Good, contact as many as you can... tell them exactly what is happening, and get them ready for the Parasite" Kola continued to monitor... or attempt to, given the state of the ship... the parasite's movements

[Huka]

Green mist feeled the room and corspes layed everywhere, but in the midst of it all stood a large Zealot clad in a green-stained and glyph-decorated maroon harness and several specialized Special Operators in their midnight black harnesses. Faces hidden under filtering masks and energy swords beaming in the mist in one hand and plasma rifles in the other for most. Amongst the Sangheili was a pair of Mgalekgolo, their lumbering forms still like statues.

The Zealot stood tall with basket-hilted energy swords blazing in both hands, his masked face angling to each corner and unchecked part of the room.

"Clear, sire." His Sub-commander Ra'Kha announced. "Never be ready to put your guard down in the presence of infections. You will never when-" The Zealot lectured before a large figure lept from a pillar behind him.

Releasing a sterotypical war cry, the Zealot kicked the creature out of the air. Hitting soft tissue, the abomination twirled through the air and slammed into the floor.

"Vaporize the Abomination!" The Sub-commander ordered and immediately plasma filled the air, striking the former Sangheili like a storm. Not letting it get up for a chance of escape.

"Enough." The Zealot ordered and the cleansing lance stopped to see a black spot of where the Parasite once was.

"Filter out this mist, it is starting to affect our filters." He ordered and one of the Special Operators walked to the wall. Operating a glyph, the mist was instantly sucked out of the room and into the void of space.

"Daku." The Zealot called and the Lekgolo bond brothers looked to him. "Burn the bodies, I don't want any chance of them coming back." He ordered.

In a harmonic sound, the two moved to do as commanded.

Without the mist, the Zealot could perfectly see that this was one of the Divine's cargo rooms. "Scans show there is no infection, sire." Ra'Kha said. "Search the cargo for any infection. There is no doubt something useful in them...and don't take off any of your equipment, understand?" He ordered.

"Yes, sire." Ra'Kha acknowledged before moving to brief his fellows.

Watching the Mgalekgolo for a moment as they began firing their fuel rod cannon with minimum power to effective vaporize the deformed corspes, the Zealot was somewhat satisfied with his work, and decided to report his success.

"Legion Master Til 'Muramee to Cargo Hold Hai of the Divine of Reaver, the cleansing of Cargo Hold Hjuin is a success. We are right now checking for the present cargo for any infections with the highest deligence! I repeat the Cargo Bay Hjuin is a success." The Zealot said, pressing a button on the side of his mask, into his comlink to the communications officer in the primary encampment of his fellow survivors.

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-Naketh-

The communication went off on the nearest still-working terminal and Naketh was the the first to approach it. Upon hearing the fellow Zealot speak Naketh gave a moment of quiet before pressing the glyph and bending down to speak.

"Very well, Brother, we shall monitor your progress the best we can from here..."

-Lucy-

First Sergeant for a mission, Kill off high ranked Covenant, Disable Systems, re-group... there had been harder missions but she did not know about this virus.

According to her HUD they weren't that far off from the Council Chambers... But from where they were it seemed like the ship was all but lacking of air... And when the fellow ODST came over the COMM and spoke...

They had movement.

"Gun's up ALPHA, we need to keep an eye and an ear out..." Lucy racked her fingers against her shotgun and aimed down the sights as she rounded a corner.

Passing through a halfway closed door and into a wide open room Lucy stopped and looked around, jumping slightly as a body floated past her and slowly hit the wall.

"What the hell is that?" Alex asked, walking over and looking over it.

Jackson walked over to it and scanned it. "Looks like an Elite... Major class... God some shit covering its armor and looks like it has plenty of Plasma burns..."

Lucy walked over to it and pressed her COMM. "Command, we have found-- what looks like an Elite at least... Sending images now.."

She clicked her HUD a few times to collect data from different angles and sent it off to appear on the computer screens back on the Ares.

Looking to her left, in a doorway was a plasma shielded door that must have lead to a part of the ship with air.

"Alex, take point, Anders, Cox, get the sides, Jackson, watch my ass..."

Lucy jogged to the door and stepped thorough and aimed down the hall.

Down a ways there was a circular chamber with three other entrances.

"Ares, we have found the Council Chamber..." Lucy held up her hand and signaled her squad to stop, looking down a darker hallway.

"We have movement..."

She looked back at her team.

"Coxxy, Check it out with me. Anders, Alex, Jack, check the chambers."

Lighting up night vision she moved into he darkness, peeking around each corner before a loud growl echoed from the shadows as a large, bulbous monster charged from the darkness.

Lucy fired three shots from her shotgun before it went down.

"What the fuck was that?!"

-Rakath-

He arrived at the safe haven only to charge his weaponry, and grab what he could.

The Ultra now had a belt of Grenades, fully charged duel Rifles, a Repeater on his back, and his charged Sword in his hand as he turned and left again, alone... Unlike the Covenant in their little haven he was actually doing something...

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Til 'Muramee walked around the cargo hold, wary for anything else that might feed his blades. He've lost almost all of his legion in his horrid infestion. Many good warriors killed because of fools who can't keep the purity of this ship in check.

Only a hundred of his warriors remain, scattered about around their main encampment, trying to keep the infestation in check around them, each in capable lances. Possibly grouped with the warriors of the other few surviving Zealots of the ship.

His blood boiled for vengeance and to make it more worse, he've heard reports of familiar findings of humans boarding the other side of the ship, most likely to use their new weakness against them. The fools.

Occassionly, he watched his warrior deal with hidden abominations, but other than that, the cargo checks out. Then he heard a horrible noise coming from one of the doors, followed by banging.

"Duka, prepare to possible ambomination breakout! Prepare for battle!" He called as he got into a readied stance, several footsteps away from the door, well aware of the abominations' fell combat skills.

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-Rakath-

Slashing through a infected brother Rakath kept his sword lit, lighting the hallways he moved down. Slashing another a moment later in the blackness.

He came to the door that led to the opposite cargo-hold and watched as one single beast banged on the door.. .Someone must have been in there if it was that aggressive.

The Ultra ran as fast as he could, his large figure moving at a surprising speed as he brought the blade through the beasts mid-section and crouched for a moment before turning again, drawing a Plasma Rifle and gunning it down.

Going to the door, he traced his hand over the glyph and as it opened guns went up, Rakath held his hands up to show he was with his brothers whom where here.

"I did not expect to find anyone on this part of the Ship."

The white armored ultra said, turning his sword off and slowly moving inside, sealing the door as he looked over at the other Shangheilii.

"I have no signs of the infestation on my person, And i have been fighting it since it began..." The green splashes of blood across his armor showed the truth, his large, muscular figure standing tall in the darkness as he turned his sight to the Zealot and tilted his body forward in a bow.

"Rakath V'keelaii, Brother."

[Huka]

The Zealot looked at the Ultra with a merchant's diligence before letting a deep laugh. "Ultra Rakath, it is quite a honor to see you again after such a long time." He said before turning off his own blades and dismissed them into his vambraces and took a respectful bow, "You may remember me as Til 'Muramee. We have been in several battles together but never quite met before. I have heard of your many achievements in the battlefield."

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"Til.... Til.... Yes, I remember you, Brother..." Rakath said, putting his sword to his hip and popping his neck to the sides.

Til spoke of achievements in battle and Rakath let out a laugh, shaking his head.

"Oh yes, though most of my feats have been shadowed by Nhar... I'm just second in command of a Scarab..." Rakath thought for a moment before taking a few cautious steps towards Til, stopping a respectable distance away, keeping his head slightly lowered.

"Weren't you a Major last I saw of you Til 'Muramee? The gods must favor you... I can say I am jealous to see you climb the ranks of the..." Rakath stopped for a moment, taking in a breath to hide a tone of disgust, which faded as he spoke again... In truth it just sounded like the old Ultra was tired. "Of the Holy Covenant..."

"I apologize, Til... I am not as young as I once was... Battle takes its toll on us does it not?" Rakath asked letting out a slight laugh as the Ultra moved to a crate, putting a hand on it before taking a seat and reaching up to adjust his helmet.

"The.. Parasite... It is... Persistent...."

[Huka]

Til sighed in wariness at the Ultra's last statement, "Indeed it is. First humans, now this..." He said, looking at a burnt corspe, "These things. It is difficult enough to purge one unprivileged species from the face of the galaxy, now we deal with a true disease. A distasteful life indeed, my friend."

"It is good to see you alive, I haven't heard much from my other brothers, Legra and Sorsa, in a while. They must be still on the Holy Ring." He said, more talking to himself at the mention of his closest brothers-in-arms, hoping for their safety.

"Years of fighting a seemingly-pointless war, just slaughter creatures we just discovered. I have killed hundreds, almost thousands, to please the San'Shyuum, but..." He continued but quickly shook out in further thoughts.

"Enough of this." He concluded and turned to Rakath, "Forgive me of my rambles. A flaw of mine that have never quite ended in my youth. Are you alright, my brother?"

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"It is quite alright, Til. and yes, I am fine... Not as young as i once was..." Rakath said grunting slightly as he stretched his arm in a rotation. his eyes scanned over to the Elites and the Hunters, eyes looking over the boxes for a moment before Rakath reached up and removed his helmet, taking in a breath of air.

"Over the years you would think I would get used to wearing this..." Raath said, shaking his head before sliding the full faced helmet back on.

"But... I have not strangely..."

Rakath looke doff down the Cargo Hold before standing, grunting slightly as he did.

"Til, walk with me if you will... I feel there is something I must tell you about one of your fellow...." Rakath paused. "...Zealots..." And took off down the cargo hold in a slow walk, sword in hand.

[Huka]

"Of course." Til answered and he followed beside the aged Ultra, out of anyone's ears as they approached one of the sealed doors. "What is the problem?" He asked, abit concerned.