looking at paradisa

[reengineered]

I don't want to go, even if they're there. I have somewhere important to be.

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[reengineered]

[Color her very surprised right now. In fact, there's a small, quiet noise that betrays her shock at who's speaking to her.

Compose yourself, Lucy.]

Time doesn't pass?

[spaceracist]

That's what they say, anyway.

[Any Spartan-III is a sibling to Emile, even if it's one he's never met before. And Lucy looks like she could use someone to help her interact with people (even if Emile himself is patently unqualified).]

[reengineered]

So when I get back, I'll still be able to look for them.

[Lucy could definitely use some assistance. She's not the best at... well, communication.]

[spaceracist]

Yeah. And hell, you never know. They might show up at this "Paradisa" too.

[Not that he, well, really knows who "they" are.]

[reengineered]

[All her important people. All the ones who are left, anyway. But that doesn't particularly matter.]

It's unlikely. She says it's unlikely.

[spaceracist]

That's what I thought, too.

Or if they don't, could always meet some new people.

[reengineered]

[New... people... What are those? :| ]

So people you know are there?

[spaceracist]

Only one. But there are others who ain't so bad, apparently.

[reengineered]

Who?

[spaceracist]

[He interprets this to mean "who is there" rather than "who else isn't so bad" because Emile himself doesn't know the second.]

Noble Six. B-312.

[reengineered]

[She's sparing with her words; good call on reading it right.

Because now she's a little confused.]

Are you sure?

[spaceracist]

Pretty sure she's still there, yeah.

[Don't tell him nobody ever told her--]

Beta Company wasn't all assigned to Pegasi.

[reengineered]

[NOPE.]

I still didn't know they survived.

[spaceracist]

[Look at how unsurprised Emile is by that. Pissed off, sure, but that's a normal state of being for him.]

No shit? I was assigned with 293 and 320 on Noble. [Course, they're dead now.]

Alpha Company myself. 239.

[...]

Emile.

[reengineered]

[She was a little busy with doctors to really know what went down for a while, there.]

Lucy. Beta 091.

[Should she say "nice to meet you" or somthing like that?]

[spaceracist]

[That and they probably just didn't tell her because ONI is full of shit.]

I'm in assault. Don't like working alone so they stuck me on a team with two other Alphas, two Betas, and a II.

[reengineered]

I thought there were only two of us left.

[spaceracist]

Won't lie to you, most of us didn't make it off Reach in '52, but I get the feeling you thought we were all gone before then.

[reengineered]

Yes. All of you.

I thought it was just me and Tom. That's what they told us.

[spaceracist]

Surprised they lied to us?

[Cause damn, Emile isn't.]

[reengineered]

Not anymore. I've seen a lot now.

[spaceracist]

You'll see even more if they let you go to the castle.

You gonna be okay there?

[reengineered]

I will be. I think I will.

[spaceracist]

Well. If you think you might not be.

[Just say the word and there might be a big brother from another company heading there.]

[reengineered]

I won't complain.

[About not feeling prepared at all, and about desperately wanting to be with her team. Her little makeshift team was better than being alone.]