Mission 001 [Dictated]

[noble5.livejournal.com]

[There's a clunking sound over the journals, one attributed to someone wearing some heavy-duty armour picking themselves up from the ground.

This time, it belongs to one Chief Warrant Officer Jorge-052, waking up in his room in the castle...

And wondering how the hell he got there.]

... Ugh. Where the hell am I?

[A pause, and then the following filters out]

This is Noble Five, calling on all UNSC frequencies. Requesting pickup. Current location... [He looks around] Unknown. Looks to be... [Another pause] Some sort of fancy hotel room. Repeat, requesting pickup, over.

[His journal is open nearby, and any UNSC personnel who happen to have their radios on will hear the transmission.]

((OOC: Open to all. Be ready to have one confused Supersoldier.))

Comments

[lonenoble]

I don't know much more than that the place drags people in from different places, sometime from different points in time.

The place is strange. Came here from watching the blow that was going to kill me fall. Two and a friend of hers patched me up.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

[Now that she mentions it...]

I think my armour could do with a lick of paint. I need to run a diag on the systems, too.

[Trying to avoid this question is inevitable, so...]

Six... What about Reach? [Tell him you were about to die on another mission. After saving Reach.]

[lonenoble]

Wish for whatever you want, you can get it.

[There's a long pause.] You don't want to know, Jorge.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

[An equally long pause. It seems like he's figured it out for himself, because the next sentance is completely off-topic.]

What d'you mean, wishing?

[lonenoble]

Just ask the castle for something that isn't harmful or high technology.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

Ask the castle? Six, you're not making much sense, here.

[Granted, yes, it sounds simple enough, but Jorge lives to distrust freebies, too.]

[lonenoble]

Seriously, it's the only way to get food or supplies here normally. Ask for food. Easy enough.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

And you're sure this ain't some Covvie trap?

[lonenoble]

Noble Two was one of the people to give me the information, Jorge. I don't think she would be involved in that.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

Kat...

[There's a moment as he thinks about all of this. An old soldier like Jorge doesn't rush into stuff like this.]

Got it. Suppose I'll have to go along with it if I want to eat, huh?

[lonenoble]

Exactly.

Wish she was still here. I know she'd have been glad to see you again... She disappeared a month ago.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

Disappeared?

[There's that suspicious tone in his voice again]

[lonenoble]

Her door's nameplate disappeared, and my rooms got expanded one morning. I got a lot of her stuff.

Also been taking care of her other project. I'll show you that once you've settled in a bit.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

[A laugh bursts from Jorge, there]

There's a surprise. I wonder how long it took Kat to get bored before she set up some projects.

[lonenoble]

She built a hangar and there's vehicles out there. I know at least one was built from scratch.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

A little more tame than I expected. I was wondering if she'd created an internet or something.

['cause, y'know, Kat totally would invent the internet if she was bored.]

Hey, uh, there a place we can meet up at?

[He just kinda wants proof that this is actually Six, and that he's actually still alive.]

[lonenoble]

No, Jorge. The internet was already here.

Room 2018, Terrare Tower.

Dictated/Action

[noble5.livejournal.com]

Got it, I'll be on your position shortly.

[Just before the transmission cuts, there's the sound of a loud thud ans a muttered curse]

...Ow...

[Within the next ten to fifteen minutes, there's a loud knock on Six's door.]

action

[lonenoble]

[Six can't help snickering at that, having a good guess at the source of that.] Hold on, I'll be right there.

[The door opens, showing a relatively plain set of rooms. they may have started hotel like, but she feels more at home like this. And there's more rooms, some with some spectacular locks on them. Kat's work.] Good to see you again, Jorge. Watch the door.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

[And Jorge makes the concious decision to actually duck this time.

Seeing Six again confirms all of this. He just needs one last piece of evidence]

Six, you remember the last time we saw each other? I gave ya somethin', right?

[lonenoble]

You did. [Holding up the proof.] Want them back?

[noble5.livejournal.com]

[There's a hint of hesitation, before Jorge walks forward and holds his hand out under them, before closing his fist around his own dogtags, as though he was making sure they were real.]

...Yeah. [Just to prove that he was still here. This was the proof.]

[lonenoble]

It's good to have you back, Jorge. They're yours.

[noble5.livejournal.com]

It's good to be back...

[It still feels a bit... fuzzy to him, but the weight of his dogtags in his hand makes it all the more real.]

Nice place.

[lonenoble]

Good to not be alone again.

Thanks. Feels more comfortable than the default. Some of it, I inherited from Kat though.