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(I like how you took something that was an example of the horrors of war and a lesson of how harsh reality can be and just threw that out the window by rebuilding it....good job guys!)

when the ship entered reaches orbit a loud distorting sound came from the workshop and shortly afterwords gosli's voice was being projected throughout the ship "exuse me ladies and gentlemen but the next time we go through an atmospheric hcange while we're in the work shop please be so kind as to WARN US FIRST!!!!!!!!!!!" shrukan's voice could be heard in the background but all it was was a string of curse words from the covenant's language.

Jumpy looked back at Reach with one eye, then looked away, unable to look at the ever-growing planet. She'd more than likely spend her time in the heavy-grav gym designed specifically for spartans, Elites, and anything else capable of lifting 300+ pounts, because 200 was the minimum. She couldn't look at reach, not until it was finished being refurbished, because seeing it like it was, reminded her of what it'd looked like before being re-made, and that reminded her of Harvest, which still lay quiet and dead, it would most likely never be rebuilt. The dark storys behind Onyx, however black-inked they be, were read. She was their sniper of the squad, but she also was a tech, one of the best, it was why she'd chosen the 'stay-behind-everyone' role, instead of the 'kill-them-with-knifes' style she sometimes did when berserked, like in the simulation room on the old ship, seemed so long ago, but that fake beam rifle shot to her shin had pissed her off, and the recordings from her helmet show that she'd been turning too fast even for it's enhanced visuals to keep up with when she'd gone swinging, energy swords gleeming as they'd sliced the enemys into peices. She'd never been in a fight, save for on the planet, and then, she'd been the furthest back, not a single brute got to her.

"Do you mean incredible by interesting or incredible by possible deadly?"

"well more like revolutionary......can we let them in?.....ofcourse I'll hide the research I just wanna show them this........................all right come in and see for yourself" the door to the work shop quickly opened up allowing them entrance.

"I might as well go see what this. Probably cheer me up from having to go to another meeting with the politicions and their stubby stupid..." Sen kept mumbling on about his dislikes for the cross between politics and war. Meanwhile Jack was still watching the Griball game after deciding to do some hacking and ruin the ref credit for what he thought was a bad decision.

Now somewhere important a.k.a the Prophet of Rebirth's throne room."So let me get this straight my Forrunner ship is destroyed, Tarturus dead, and the damn Spartans now have an advanced battle skin?!" He was currently yelling at a low ranking Jackel that had somehow miraciously survied the fight between Forrunner vessels. Mind you after a slow nod Rebirth decided it was Pluton's dinner time. The main course fried Jackel.

Marcus walked up next to sen and chief looking at what sen and gosli had made

Slips woke up instantly from that and had an energy sword in hand almost instantly, winceing slightly, having no clue what was happening. Master Cheif was winceing slightly, but he held his own well enough.