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Infinity week Day 7 by DragonWarrior24 on DeviantArt
Last post of @infinity-week happy Halloween
Infinity Week 2020 Fic Roundup
Day 1
Boarded, Family, Future, Minor Crimson by in-command-of-the-unsc, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer, Roland the AI, Paul DeMarco, Gabriel Thorne, Tedra Grant
Future by firerwolf, ship: Palmer/Lasky, Dare/Buck, characters: Sarah Palmer, Edward Buck
Infinity Week Day 1 by charizardag, gen, characters: Kelly-087, Blue Team
Boarded by infinityactual, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer, Roland the AI
Ghost in the Machine by bibliodragon, gen characters: Ur-Didact, Jul 'Mdama, Sarah Palmer
Day 2
Time, Garden, Games by in-command-of-the-unsc, gen, characters: Master Chief, Cortana, Franklin Mendez
Infinity Week Day 2 by charizardag, gen, characters: Original Characters, Fireteam Osiris, Alpha-Nine, Fireteam Crimson
Games by firerwolf, gen, characters: Kelly-087, Linda-058, Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer
Sometimes You Just Have to Stop and Smell the Roses by bibliodragon, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Master Chief
Time by infinityactual, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI
Day 3
Red, Blue, Green, Roland by in-command-of-the-unsc, ship: Palmer/Lasky, characters: Roland the AI, Sarah Palmer, Thomas Lasky, Kalmiya the AI
Gunboat Diplomacy by bibliodragon, gen, characters: Sarah Palmer, Olympia Vale, Original Character, Sangheili
Red Blue Green by firerwolf, gen, characters: Original Characters, Fireteam Crimson, Fireteam Majestic
Infinity Week Day 3 by charizardag, gen, characters: Fireteam Crimson, Fireteam Osiris, Alpha-Nine
Green by infinityactual, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer
Day 4
The Haunting of Gym 4 by bibliodragon, gen, characters: Fireteam Majestic, Naiya Ray, Tedra Grant, Anthony Madsen, Carlo Hoya, Gabriel Thorne, Roland the AI, Sarah Palmer, Holly Tanaka
A Day in the Life by infinityactual, gen, characters: Roland the AI, Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer, Jared Miller
Win by firerwolf, gen, characters: Master Chief, Sarah Palmer, Kelly-087, Linda-058, Fred-104, Roland the AI, Blue Team
Infinity Week Day 4 by charizardag, crossover, characters: Master Chief, Kelly-087, DC Comics
Win & Loss by infinityactual, gen, characters: Sarah Palmer, Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI
Loyalty by firerwolf, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI
Win, Loss, Ghost by in-command-of-the-unsc, gen, characters: Master Chief
Day 5
Infinity Cats by bibliodragon, gen, characters: Original Characters, Roland the AI
Date Night by firerwolf, ship: Palmer/Lasky, Dare/Buck, characters:Ā Edward Buck, Sarah Palmer, Thomas Lasky, Anthony Madsen, Holly Tanaka, Robert Dalton
Date Night by infinityactual, ship: Chief/Lasky, characters: Master Chief, Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer, Roland the AI
Date Night, Missiles, Mutiny by in-command-of-the-unsc, ship: Palmer/Lasky, characters: Thomas Lasky, Sarah Palmer, Roland the AI
Day 6
Union by infinityactual, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI, Original Characters, Sangheili
Industrial Revolution by bibliodragon, gen, characters: Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI, Original Characters, Huragok
FleetĀ byĀ firerwolf, gen characters: Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI
Infinity Week Day 6 by charizardag, gen, characters: Master Chief, Kelly-087, Original Characters
Fleet, Union, Fire At Will, Crossover by in-command-of-the-unsc, crossover, characters: Thomas Lasky, Roland the AI, Lieutenant James, Preston Cole, James Cutter, Serina the AI, Marvel
Day 7
Home by bibliodragon, ship: Palmer/Lasky characters: Sarah Palmer, Thomas Lasky
Holiday by firerwolf, ship: Palmer/Lasky characters: Sarah Palmer, Thomas Lasky
Holiday, Drydock and Home by infinityactual, gen characters: Thomas Lasky, Audrey Lasky
Infinity Week Day 7Ā by charizardag, gen, characters: Blue Team, Fireteam Crimson, Fireteam Osiris, Original Characters
Fic roundup postās going to come a little later, should be out next Friday. So if you have any late entries you have just under a week to catch it!
A late @infinity-week post
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Infinity week, day 6 by DragonWarrior24 on DeviantArt
Day 6: Fleet, Union, Fire At Will, Crossover
Ok, quick note. This is going to be massive AU, and fan-service out the waazoo. Right, thatās all.
Also, @ladywolvesbayne , you wanted some John and Steve being badass? š
āāāāāāāāā
Well this is certainly a predicament.
Steve let the thought crossed his mind as he chucked his shield into the chest of an Elite to send it stumbling backwards, following it up with kicking its leg the wrong way so hard it snapped. The shield predictably flew back to his hand and he caught it, uppercut the Elite in the mandibles, and was rewarded with the audible crunching of bone.
When the head exploded in a splash of purple blood, he simple shoved the body aside and continued on. The Chief had arrived.
Steve sprinted forward, a cluster of Marines behind him. His mind drifted to how theyād ended up here.
Well... not even Tony was sure what happened, but they had guessed they had somehow done something wrong with the Infinity Gauntlet and sent themselves here. To another universe, with a humanity that had been fighting for its very existence.
Steve... well.... letās just say Nat had to comfort him when he realized the extent of the war and that he couldnāt have helped at all.
A line of purple plasma blasts skittering across the ground in front brought him crashing back to reality. Seems like aā what had the Chief called them? Shade turrets! Seems like a Shade turret had spotted them, and it was aiming right at a Marine.
Steve jumped in front of the blasts and raised his shield, grunting when the superheated plasma started slamming into his shield. He was definitely able to stop it, but that didnāt mean it didnāt burn like all hell. āChief!ā
āStandby.ā Came back over the comm.
And then an Elite corpse came flying through the trees, followed closely by the Chief, who dropped to a knee and skidded forward along the dirt. Steve instantly knew what he was doing.
Taking the initiative, the Captain sprinted forward and leaped onto Chiefās back, and then leaped again when he felt the seven foot tall man rise underneath him, sending him flying into the air.
āCover the Cap!ā Shouted one of the Marines.
Steve chuckled to himself as he landed on the raised earthwork the Shade turret was settled on, performing a combat roll to keep his momentum. He shot to his feet and turned to the left, spartan-kicking a Grunt in the face so hard its skull shattered as the body flew away.
āRogers, on your six.ā
Steve whirled as the Chiefās warning came over the comm, and proceeded to get his shield knocked out of his hand by a Brute.
āI thought you said the Storm Covenant didnāt have any Brutes?ā He grunted into the comm as he rolled out of the way of a gravity hammer swing.
āThey shouldnāt. Somethingās wrong.ā
Steve let that thought simmer as he slammed several open-palm strikes into the Bruteās chest before jumping into the air and kicking backwards off its chest, pulling a mid-air backflip and landed at a kneel. His eyes darted over the Plasma Pistol the Grunt had dropped and immediately a plan formed in his mind.
The Captain sprinted forward as the Brute lifted his hammer, and then slid between the beastās legs as the hammer crashed down on the dirt behind him followed by a Brute snarl. Now behind it, the Captain rose to his feet and sprinted for the pistol, rolling over the ground as he grabbed it and immediately beginning to charge it up.
The Brute, for his part, was raging now. He snarled and raised his hammer, running towards Steve, who let the trigger go and sent a fully charged Plasma Pistol blast into the Bruteās knee, making it collapse with a roar and drop the hammer.
Immediately, Steve tossed the pistol and darted for the hammer as the Brute rose to one knee, and with one swing, sent the now-dead beast flying. āChief, heads up!ā
The Spartan caught the hammer sent his way in one smooth motion, and proceeded to use it to liquify the innards of three Elites by activating the gravity manipulation and slamming all three at the same time.
Spotting his shield where it had been knocked away, Steve retrieved it only to hear-
āHunter! Defilade, defilade!ā
āShit-ā
He could hear Tony calling him out for his language even when he had no idea heād said that. Steve jumped down from the earthwork and looked over at the Hunter bearing down on the Chief. āHey! You missed one!ā
And then threw his shield into the back of the Hunterās head. Surprisingly fast, the beast turned around and roared, charging at the Captain, only for the Chief to tear it in two with a hammer strike. Before they had a chance to do anything, a cluster of Covenant troops emerged from the trees, and a Phantom emerged from the clouds.
āChief?ā Steve tightened his shield on his arm and raised it.
The Spartan nodded in reply, before slamming the gravity hammer into Steveās shield. The resulting shockwave took out the Covenant troops. And several dozen trees.
Without waiting, they both sprinted towards the Phantom, only for the Chief to suddenly stop, then grab the arm Steve extended to him, before launching him at the speed of an Archer missile into the sky towards the dropship.
The Covenant Pilot was in the middle of making a turn, so Steve flew straight into the troop bay, slamming into a Brute so hard it fell out of the dropship. Quickly, he threw his shield into the face of a Jackal, of which it bounced off and hit two Grunts in quick succession. As it did this, Steve drop-kicked an Elite out of the Phantom, and kicked a Grunt into a Jackal, easily catching his shield as it returned to him. He picked up a Plasma Grenade off the floor and activated it, tossing it into the cockpit before leaked out of the Phantom as it detonated in a wash of purple flame.
The two fighting styles of the Spartan and the Captain merged quite well. Quite an interesting union.
Landing on the ground, he activated his comm. āStark, I hope youāre having better luck than us.ā
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ā-uck than us.ā
āYou wish, Capsicle. Weāre- woah!ā Tony jerked to his left as a wash of plasma clipped his leg. āWatch the paint!ā He yelled as he blasted the offending Seraph with his Arc Reactor beam. āLittle Red, Aunt Peg, how about you?ā
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ā-ow about you?ā
Peggy rolled her eyes. āCaptain Lasky is performing effectively, Anthony.ā
āGee, thanks.ā Thomas chuckled, then turned back to the bridge. āWeapons Officer, set mark 1-7-6, ready MAC-1, fire when when ready. Ready EP-1, set sweeping trajectory through targets Storm-1 through Storm-3.ā
āMAC-1 firing!ā The deck rumbled. āMAC round away.ā
Peggy was still trying to wrap her head around how sheād even ended up here, but she wasnāt complaining. Apparently Steve had tried to come back to her, and something had gone wrong.
āLieutenant James, set course 2-7-0. Ahead flank.ā He turned back to Weapons. āWeapons, fire EP-1 at assigned target.ā
āFiring EP-1!ā A bright white line shot out from the front of the Infinity and sheared through not one, not two, but three Covenant frigates.
āCaptain!ā Lieutenant James called out.
āEl-Tee?ā Lasky asked the bald man.
āWe have an incoming Slipspace signature. Collision alarms are flaring!ā
āAll hands, brace brace!ā Lasky barked into the intercom.
And then a CSO-Class emerged from Slipspace right in front of them.
āBloody....ā Peggy muttered.
āIncoming projectiles!ā
āSpin up poiāā
āToo late!ā
The ship rumbled and the lights flashed as countless Plasma Torpedoes slammed into the vulnerable super-carrier. āRoland, re-route non-critical power to shields!ā
āFRIDAY, help him!ā Natasha snapped from her place in the corner.
āOn it.ā The two replied simultaneously.
A tense silence ensued. The CSO, however dilapidated it was, stopped firing.
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āSlipspace rupture detected....ā
āThis is Captain James Cutter of the UNSC Spirit Of Fire, weāre here to help.ā
āOh my god...ā Lasky muttered.
āSlipspace rupture detected....ā
āThis is Vice Admiral Preston Cole of the UNSC Everest, whatās your status?ā
āIt canāt be....ā Even Roland was in disbelief.
āSlipspace rupture detected....ā
āUNSC Aegis Fate...ā
āSlipspace rupture detected....ā
ā-SC Roman Blue...ā
āSlipspace rupture detected....ā
āFleet...ā Lasky began. āfire at will.ā
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Hereās my late Day 6 of @infinity-week ! Iām really proud.
Tag list: @soclonely , @bomboclaaty , @sw-maddie
Day 5: Date Night, Missiles, Mutiny
Captain Thomas James Lasky straightened his collar and cleared his throat, running a hand over his hair.
Turning to the holo-pad on the edge of his desk, he asked: āHow do I look Roland?ā
The little A.I. smiled, crossing his yellow holographic arms. āLike a factory issue MA5D, Sir. Sharp.ā
Lasky chuckled slightly. āThanks Roland. You always know how to make me feel better.ā
āWhat ever would I do without my dashing captain, Sir?ā Roland teased, uncrossing his arms and resting his fists on his hips.
āYouāre hilarious.ā Tom smiled, pocketing his wallet and stuffing his dog-tags down his collar.
āGo knock Commander Palmer dead, Captain.ā
āRoland, sheās a Spartan. She could snap me in half if she sneezed too hard.ā
āAffirmative, Sir.ā
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Sarah Palmer rolled her shoulders slightly and looked in the mirror, raising her eyebrows in hesitant approval. Much as she despised dresses with a passion, she wanted to do this for Tom. He had always talked about how much heād love to see her in a dress, so she decided to indulge him.
Not that she particularly cared how she looked. Tomās opinion notwithstanding. She certainly remembered the days of endless flirting when she was an ODST and he a Naval Aviator, but about a week ago the now-Captain had apparently worked up the courage to ask her out. Having been friends for years, Sarah had accepted. And they wouldnāt get court-martialed for breaking Frat Regs either; Different chain of command an all that. Admittedly it was a technicality on a warship, but hey, they had a defense. As if the brass actually gave a shit about Frat Regs anyway.
Random thoughts aside, Sarah stepped out of her quarters and....
āYouāll cause a mutiny if you hurt him.ā
..... Roland.
āI know, Roland.ā
āJust checking, Commander.ā He paused, then spoke with a teasing tone. āYou know, most women wear heels with a dress, not boots.ā
āI put a dress on. Do not push it.ā
āYes, Sir.ā
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āWell? How do I look?ā
Tom couldnāt seem to get his mouth to work. Sure, heād always thought Sarah would look good in a dress but shit.
āEarth to Toooom.ā
Lasky blinked. āLike a volley of missiles. In other words, deadly. Beautiful. Need I go on?ā
The Spartan raised an amused eyebrow. āNice save, swabbie. You even managed to eight-six the stutter.ā
The Captain flushed, even as he smirked. āVery funny. Go on then, how about me?ā
Sarah chuckled softly. āWould you prefer the romamticized novel description, or the Marine description?ā
āHow about the Sarah description?ā
And the teasing aura sizzled into tension.
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Yes, I do consider at least mentioning the prompts to be using them. They did inspire certain scenes after all.
Late Day 5 of @infinity-week !
Friends tag list: @soclonely , @bomboclaaty , @sw-maddie
Day 4: Win, Loss, Ghost
Win: Their first win against the Covenant proved they could be killed.
It resulted in the first Spartan casualty since augmentation.
And it left John with a particularly persistent ghost in his mind.
Samuel-034. The first friend John made in the Spartan Program.
Loss
Loss
Loss
Win
Win
Loss
Ghost. Ghost. Ghost. Ghost. Ghost. Ghost.
Countless. Endless.
Li. Anton. Solomon. Daisy. Jorge. In one case Linda. The list went on.
Alpha Halo. Captain Keyes and Foehammer.
Delta Halo. Almost Cortana.
The Ark. Miranda and Johnson.
Mantleās Approach. Cortana.
Why did Cortana have to become one?
āMaster Chief...?ā
John blinked. Right. Pysch-Eval.
The Infinityās shrink eyed him, then write something down.
āYou have a clean bill, Chief. Youāre cleared for combat.ā
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Hereās (late) Day 4, @infinity-week !
Tag list for my friends: @soclonely , @bomboclaaty , @sw-maddie
End of Infinity Week 2020
Thanks everyone for all your awesome entries! Itās been a week of Space Shenanigans, Spartans, and Roland. Lots and lots of Roland.
I will keep reblogging late entries, so please @infinity-weekā or send me a message.Ā Iām going to gather up all the fic in one post in two weeks time, and Iāll include late entries up to that date.Ā
Hope to see you next year! (who knows, we might even have had a Halo game by that point!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A snapshot of Tom and Audreyās relationship thirty years after the Battle of Circinus.Ā
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Last one for @infinity-week! Itās late, but I somehow managed to hit all three prompts in one go!
INFINITY WEEK DAY 7: Favourite Moments SPARTAN OPS EPISODE 3 First, we taught them how to be silent. Then we taught them how to be Spartans.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Entry for day 7 of @infinity-week
I still want to do my final few days, Iāve just gotten incredibly busy. Will you be accepting after today?
Donāt worry, Iāll still check the infinity week tag and keep on reblogging, just @ me in or message me with the link if it doesnāt show up. Iāll do a round up post of all the fic in two weeks, but will include late entries up to that date.
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Infinity Week Day 7. Lasky/Palmer
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As Thomas Lasky slowly came to consciousness, his first awareness was a deep sense of simple contentment. His second was that it was a rare occasion indeed that he awoke naturally, and not to the screech of the alarm still due at 0500. Rarer still that he was not alone, so often their schedules meant one or the other would have to leave so soon after those stolen moments together. And to wake up before Sarahā¦
The waking world became more coherent as his began to flick through memories; he couldnāt remember a time that had happened before.
The awareness of everything weighing on them could wait until 0500 (or if Roland needed to chime in with another emergency). Tom just lay there, listening to her breathing (ok, snoring- turns out Spartan augmentations did not improve that aspect of the human condition) and focused on committing this moment to memory. Ā
In another life, he would be thinking about getting up to make breakfast. Maybe pancakes, or waffles if he was feeling daring. Something unhealthy and full of fat and carbs, anyway. He would try and have it ready before she woke, but she would be up and teasing him before the batter hit the pan. They would talk about their plans for the day, which involved same old routines that did not involve desperation, death and destruction.
It would be nice.
āI can hear you thinking.ā
He blinked and there she was, looking at him through sleepy eyes.
āIām sorry, did the whirr of gears wake you up?ā
āMore like a screech. Youāre thinking too hard.ā She blinked, and then rubbed at her face. āWhat time is it?ā
āLittle before 0500. Still some time.ā
āGood. I donāt want to have to get up.ā She pushed her face back down into the pillow and groaned. āThey can just do without me for a bit. Can put out the fires later.ā She surfaced again. āSo what were you thinking about?ā
āOh, you know. Work. Running for our lives.ā
āJust the boring stuff then.ā She hummed and then rolled over. āIām not getting up. Youāll just have to tell them Iām not getting up today.ā
āIām sure that will go down well.ā
āWhatās the point of being in charge of humanitiesā last hope against crazy megalomaniacs if you canāt just say āfuck it Iām not getting out of bedā now and then?ā
āProbably that bit about being humanitiesā last hope against crazy megalomaniacs.ā He draped his arm over her and kissed the back of her neck. āI mean, you can stay here, but Iām just going to tell Roland to play āThe Greatest Polka Hits in the Galaxy.ā Under strict orders not to turn it off until I say so.ā
āYou are such a hard ass. Fine, Iāll get up. Just not right this second.ā
Her hair tickled against his face, and he smiled. āThatās fine by me.ā
Infinity Week Day 7
Day 7 Prompts (27 Sept):
General: Holiday; Dry Dock; Home
Edits: Favourite Moments
Final day of Infinity Week (boo!) but Iāll still keep reblogging late entries, just @ or message me.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Entry 6 for @infinity-week
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The Infinity Huragok have learnt about industrial action. Roland had absolutely nothing to do with it.
For Infinity Week Day 6, Prompt: Union
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Lasky welcomes a contingent of the Swords of Sanghelios aboard the Infinity, and is somewhat surprised by their commanderās demeanorā¦as well as the gift he brings.
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I had a lot of fun with this one! Especially since @katwylder accidentally made herself a fully-fledged old man noodle OC while trying to come up with his name. You can probably expect to see more of him around!
Day 6 of @infinity-week