☾ECHO

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Installation 06 [Closed RP]

The trip seemed like a blur. A huge, crash-ey blur. The transport vessel they rode in on was pulled into the atmosphere of one of the rings. Their mission: to investigate the disappearance of several UNSC squads.

Well THERE’S your problem… Cortez thought, awaking from unconsciousness. This damn ring is a giant tractor beam of death! He looked around, noticing his new partner, Echo, his old buddy, Vermont, and their recent addition, Acre, were getting up as well. Good to see they were okay. Unfortunately, the other mercenaries and crew they came with didn’t seem to have the same amount of luck.

Then a voice called to the four, a floating, yellow ball seemingly… speaking to them? “Ah! Hello! I am thrilled to see you are all okay!” It said. “Well… some of you…” It added in a slightly morbid tone, eyeing one of the crewmen’s corpses.

Her heart pumping was the first thing she heard, her vision blurred, coming to focus.Placing her hand over her head and tapping her helmet, she felt relieved. Still intact. Thank god for armor, right? Then she remembered, they had.. crashed? Cortez wasn't going to be happy about that. "Hello? Guys—" she called out, moving from her position slumped against a wall. "—Agh." Alright, intact but a little bruised.

Before she had time to check her teammates and ask more questions, she was rudely interrupted by some.. thing. "Woah- what." It took her a moment to catch her bearings and realize this wasn't some dream. "Um... hello." The woman stared at the thing. She'd never seen anything quite like it before. To Echo's relief, she could see Acre stirring, Vermont and Cortez. Thank god.

#installation06 #everyone #gogogogo

good night

#doodles #felix #nsfw

#echo #appearance #muse #myart

#badbitches #acre #echo #just sitting here judging Vermont #shamrxcker #myart

Shows up out of the blue.

#online #ic #wow

#agentor #acretoo #acrexx #silly #myart #doodles #eyyyy

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

After a sigh, Cortez figured he owed her an explanation. After all, she hadn’t wronged him yet, right? Fuck it. I’ve lived a good, fairly long life. Well… for my line of work, anyway. "You might wanna sit down for this one, Echo. Listen I uh… I’ve rolled with people before. They were like family to me. A big, dysfunctional family. Then she showed up. Before I knew it, we were at each others throats for no apparent reason. It’s just hard to turn off ‘paranoid’ mode, alright?”

Well, that explained things. Echo let the words sink in, getting quiet as she watched him. It was difficult to tell how people were feeling when they were wearing a full suit of armor, but she could just feel his uneasiness. "That makes sense as to why you're hostile... I can't say I'm any better." She harvested bitter feelings too, it would be hypocritical of her.

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"Well to be frank, it’s because I once had a little bit of a price on my head. I’m not sure if it’s still up or not, or if it’s even on this part of space, but if you have a price on your head, it’s safe to wear a helmet. No?” He frowned at his revelation, saying in a low tone, “Don’t get any ideas. You’ve seen me in combat.” Ever since Project Freelancer, Cortez was a bit paranoid.

She grew stern, her smile fading when she received a response like that. It certainly jogged her. Apparently she thought they were comfortable here. "Hmph." Her eyes trailed over him. "As long as someone does something another doesn't like, they'll want them dead. Relax. I have no interest in taking your head. "

#agentor #PUN INTENDED

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

Just when he seemed frustrated, he shrugged it off. It wasn’t mystery that tormented him as much as it was games. It was a waste of time; the only reason he humored her was due to his respect for her. He chuckled and joked, “Well if you don’t give me an answer I’ll just pretend. I like my imagination’s imagery anyway.”

Echo shook her head, looking away momentarily. "Interesting response. What about you, Cortez? You've been just as evasive and secretive as me." She mused, stepping closer so she could look into his visor.

#agentor #{asshole}

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"Hmmm…" He thought for a moment, not being much of one for games but Echo earned it with her skill on their last mission. "Black hair? It’s the only other serious color I can think of. Unless you’re an overcompensating blonde." He paused. "As for the eyes, unless you have some weird, hazel stuff going on I’ll guess the ever-so-rare ‘blue’."

She narrowed her eyes, his tone getting sassy. She couldn't tell if that was because he was generally being insulting, or if he was overcompensating his own frustration. "So many colors to choose from, hmm? I guess you'll never know." So, mystery tormented him?

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"Heh. Gee, thanks for the tip." He answered rather sarcastically. This seemed a bit stereotypical but… "Well I’ve been around people long enough I suppose. Guessing from your serious stature I’m going to guess you’re a brunette. And from the dark colors maybe a more pale skin tone. Maybe green or brown eyes?" He guessed, not sure what else to add.

Echo started to grin, waiting for him to finish his analysis before laughing. "Well, you got one thing right. Just one. Don't worry, I'm not an alien." She took a moment to gather herself before continuing with this little game. "I'm pale. I don't get much sunlight, that's for sure."

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"Echo, I’ve had way too many surprises in my lifetime to be able to properly guess something. This literal shot in the dark would just mess up my ‘anything could happen’ mentality." Cortez answered, a smirk from behind his visor.

"Ahh, way to be disappointing. I was just trying to have some fun." She shook her head. "Obviously it's a shot in the dark. I'll give you a hint though, I'm a woman."

#agentor #{She's being a little shit now}

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"Well, by that I mean it’s hard to tell what’s under the helmet. Even at this distance, your visor does a damn good job of hiding your face, though I can almost make out a few details." He wondered if she could see his.

Echo chuckled, placing her hands on her hips. "Well, it is a black visor. The purpose was to blend in. I'll bite though. Since you're so curious... what do you think I look like? Try to make it out." She was smiling.

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"It is. That’s why this is such a tease for me. Almost only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades, and this isn’t either.” He joked.

"What's that supposed to mean, Cortez?" She narrowed her eyes, intrigued by his word choice.

#agentor #[soon]

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The "yes or no" game

You can ask me anything and I’ll answer honestly, but only with yes or no.

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"…I can almost see through your visor…"

"Huh... and here I thought my identity was safe behind it."

#agentor #asks #{Don't stand too close or I'l start shipping B) }

Cortez wiped the blood off of the knife and holstered it back into his suit. He went back onto the radio. “Yeah. Ready. Meet me at the waypoint. I think that’s all of them.” It was definitely a good idea to hire that mercenary. Not that he wouldn’t have been able to take on all these guys, but now he knew she was ready for missions that would require a more… capable… touch. Not to mention a guy like him needed a bit more ‘trust’ before you could go onto the more ‘sensitive’ missions. After all, this was a simple data chip. Normally Cortez’s cargo was in bulk.

"Keep your eyes peeled just in case. See you there." Echo got up from her position, stepping over the corpses and cautiously proceeding forward. According to her HUD, the waypoint wasn't all that far. She could see why he didn't want to just meet up first. Also, she suspected she was an extra surprise for his enemies. That was admittedly fun for her. She walked at a decent speed, sticking close to walls and things to hide behind, just in case someone popped out of no where. But the silence assured her she was alright. Jumping off a high ledge, she started in a more rugged area, the HUD leading her to the side of cliffs. It was close... were they stopping at the cliff's face? Then she saw an opening. A cave. Oh.

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