Alternate Muse, Alternate Reality (closed with msnikos) [ALT!Muse Meme]
She wasn’t very familiar with the differences and nuances between Spartan equipment and ODST equipment, but trusted in the Commander’s judgement. She flinched at the sound of Sarah’s boot slamming into the flooring, echoing through the hollow ship.
She was in awe when she was told the price of the suit: where she came from gear was either handmade or salvaged. Although the weapons often did a better job at protecting them than armor from whatever threat they faced. She was anxious to try out the ODST gear, it certainly seemed like an upgrade. Probably ergonomic too, at least more than what she normally had.
"A simple firefight might be the better way to see if my skills are up to date. Bringing in more people will add variables to a controlled environment, and I would appreciate a thorough feedback on my capabilities."
The Spartan Commander looked at the huntress for a while before simply nodding. "Two decks down is the armoury. Talk to one of the guys there, tell them I sent you. They'll see you fitted properly."
"After that, call for Roland, the ship's AI. He'll lead you to War Games. I'll meet you there."
Sarah didn't wait until Pyrrha agreed to what she was told, already walking away to get out of her MJOLNIR armour.
Something about that kid didn't seem right, barely of age to enlist and she looked light she had been fighting for years. That place called Remnant, where was it, and what the hell was going on there?