Crashed Cruiser (IC)

[Huka]

After Rakath escaped his grasp at the last second, Til rolled back on his feet, and briefly made eye contact with him before the Heretic vanished from sight.

Snarling, he was about to followed him before a Heretic swordsman lunged at him. Spinning back to avoid the chop, Til sliced the traitor in two at the waist with a graceful cut of his glaive.

Another pair rushed at him but the now-impatient Inquisitor parried at the closest Heretic's sword, using the fool's staggering to slip between them, and with instinctive blocking, lept on one's knee while slicing his face in half, and landed slicing the other in the middle.

In the short victory, a unexpected bullet spear through his neck. Howling in pain, he fell foward with gasping intakes, and gripped his bleeding neck with despair. With his internal injuries from Templar's rest still fresh, Til craned his head to the direction of the shot, and saw the camouflaged marksman above him.

Gripping his neck tight as blood flown more vividly with his rage, Til noticed the coming of another Heretic. Gripping his glaive, he refused to die in submission. Gurgling a growl, he waited till the Sangheili was close enough before thrustinghis weapon forward. The heretic gasped as the glaive's plasma blade sizzled through his body. Gripping with both hands now, Til thrown himself in a swoop, and impaled the Heretic on his glaive, lifting him clear off his feet and up like a gruesome flag.

"Death to the Heretics!" Til howled as his victim's blood spilled on him. His fellows continued on fighting despite depleting in numbers. Throwing the corspe off his spear, Til fell on his knees again, exhausted, and vanished like a ghost.

[Kenny]

Heretic Tavise
Hangar

The lanky Sangheili stared as he watched Rakath quickly take down a Covenant lance he was firing at. He was amazed by the veteran's expertise but continued fighting.

"I will clear the way, Phma"

Once Tavise heard this he continued shooting at the thinning enemy forces heading towards them for a few moments before he stood up and holstered his needle rifle. The Special Operations soldier looked over at the battle inside the hangar. Tavise uncloaked and started running towards his commander.

"I will too, if permitted." He spoke into the comms as he unsheathed his energy sword. The Sangheili sliced a few attacking Grunts before lunging at an Elite major. The Heretic quickly silenced him with a few slashes of his sword and continued after Rakath.

[Huka]

Leaning on the wall, Til's felt his blood flowing through the holes in his armored throat. Cursed Rakath. Activating his energy dagger, Til sucked in air before lightly pressing it to the hole, making the intense plasma to seal the holes. Exhaling, Til could breath better now. His respirator readjusted itself to his preference before silencing itself.

The accursed humans somehow stole inside the cruiser and stopped it from self-destruct. No matter.

Walking carefully through the hall, he entered the cargo hold that held the boarding craft. The Minor he posted to gaurd it looked down in shame.

Stepping toward him, Til lifted the shamed novice's head with his left hand's middle fingers, and analyzed his face. It was bruised from a slight beating. Looking at his uniform, he noticed his weapon was gone as well.
Looking directly into his eyes, Til could see regret and shame in them. "Who is here?" He asked, his voice vibrating in his mask. The Minor angled his eyes before quickly returned to Til's hidden eyes, he tried to speak but no words came out.

It must be someone...higher than his rank.

Nudging the novice to the side, Til walked to the entrance of the ship, his movement silent as he came to see the armor of a Ultra. "Sub-commander." He said and instantly the traitor spun around with a plasma rifle in hand. The Minor's plasma rifle.

Not even looking at the gun, Til was completely silent, and that was even more unnerving for some reason.

The sub-commander suspected the Inquisitor to be furious, to be ranting, to be roaring, to be commanding him to stand aside, but no...he was just silent.

"I am taking this data and you can not stop me." The Sub-commander said, holding a small data-chip in his free hand. Til was still quiet. He just stood there like a comdemning statue.

"Why do you not saw anything. Did your heretic friend blast your voicebox?" The Sub-commander asked, his voice shaking in fear and concern, as was his plasma rifle started to waver. "I will die for your insanity, Inquisitor."

"I have heard about your ruthless reputation with the Purification some cycle ago. Do you think I am a fool to trust you." The Sub-commander growled, growing more impatient to the Inquisitor's silence.

"If you are not going to stop me, then die in your silence!" The Sub-commander screamed before firing.

Blinking, the Sub-Commander realized the Inquisitor still stood, closer now, and unharmed. "What?" He questioned before seeing his weapon arm pinned against the wall of the craft by the Inquisitor's long arm.

"I just wanted to hear your foolish words before ending your incompetent command..." The Inquisitor growled before spearing the sub-commander through with his energy sword. Grunting in pain, the Sub-commander coughed blood and his vision started to fail.

"You will die with the dishonor that you deserve and history and your fellows forgetting your unworthy name." Til decreed before pulling his sword upward, slicing the condemned in half. Blood sprayed everywhere and the sliced body fell.

Picking the chip from its dead hand, Til examined it, and found it safe. Making some last adjustments to the craft, Til pressed his hand on a nearby spiked explosive, and walked out.

"We have short time, you are coming with me." The Inquisitor said. The Minor looked at him with surprise, "Me, sire?"

"Yes, I see much use in you." Til explained before holding out the Minor's plasma rifle, "I believe this belong to you."

Taking his weapon, the Minor beamed with praise and love for this merciful Inquisitor. Pressing a glyph on his right vambrace, it blinked, and he and his new apprentice began to walk to the open airlock that led outside.

Inside the cargo hold, the explosive started to blink abit faster.

(OCC: Do anyone remember Halo 2? hehehe)

[Kenny]

Heretic Tavise
Crashed Cruiser

The Sangheili had gone ahead attempting to go after the intelligence though found nothing. As he walked through he saw two very different soldiers walking out the cruiser. He thought they were Heretic or unimportant so continued towards the Covenant intelligence. Upon arrival he saw a blinking and realized it was an explosive. Worried, the Heretic decided he would try to disarm it, even if a dangerous task.

After a few moments of delicate tinkering, Tavise decided the explosive was too much for him and decided to leave it be as he continued on. Going into the human-Heretic shared communications he spoke,

"Any personnel experienced in Covenant explosives? We have one here in the ship which could prove to be quite problematic." As Tavise started walking to the front of the room.