halo oc out for a testrun.

[hannahbanana]

Please tell me you're not actually going to send me anywhere. Please tell me you're not going to take me away from the field -- which, by the way, took me three years to make -- and place me somewhere irrelevant to the war with the Covenant. Mun, please, please. I just made Private First Class by some fantastic miracle. My dad can finally tell his army-mates that I'm his daughter.

I have accomplished something amazing, Mun.

And if you take me somewhere, then you're only going to help prove my brothers and that bitch Abigail right about me.

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[dimeliora]

...So how many games is your mun looking at?

[Tact and Irene saw each other in a restaurant once. That was about it.]

[hannahbanana]

Currently? Four. At least the ones that are space-oriented. I am not looking forward to this.

[dimeliora]

Well, it could be worse, kid.

But I'll toss you a high and slow beacon of hope here. Whenever you go into a game, usually your universe freezes up.

[hannahbanana]

... Uh, I'm twenty-four.

[ Young looking? Yes. Not the first thing against her in the UNSC. ]

Really? That doesn't help my paranoia.

[dimeliora]

[She chuckles wryly.] I'm pushing a little over three hundred, here. Sorry, force of habit. Kinda.

I guess there's still room for shit to hit the fan, universe frozen or not, but is it the whole 'No one knows you're missing' angle?