Linda-058 (
strong_silent_type) wrote in
dear_mun2013-05-25 08:47 am
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[Linda sits cross-legged on the floor of the headspace, methodically cleaning her sniper rifle and organizing the various scopes and attachments. There was little else to do here, currently, and she hoped that would change soon. ]
Do your research. Make a decision. I'm waiting.
Do your research. Make a decision. I'm waiting.

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Somewhere I will be useful.
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[Literally. There's only so many times Linda can clean and organize her equipment.]
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[What Spartan wouldn't, if given the choice?]
same people who let me plurk drunk
haha fuck it, last night was fun :3
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[Take a walk with her?]
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Yes. I'll sleep better at night, certainly.
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What have you heard?
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Most of Blue Team is present, the remaining inbound. You, Captain, and Commander Keyes. Various residents both probably allies and hostiles. COMPASS: Hostiles. Unexplainable phenomena centered around torture and fear.
You're going to need a sniper.
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[Good, good, she seems to approve.]
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[Mun wasn't too great at keeping it hidden, either.]
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[Is it ever possible to have too many Spartans in one place? ]
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What level of terrible are we talking about? [Was this better or worse than the time she wound up clinically dead?]
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Allies and hostiles?
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