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"Linda? I'm glad to see that you're not dead."

#LEAD ME TO HEAVEN WHEN WE DIE #ohfiveeight

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Linda is one of Circe's top people to spar with. With Linda's perspective and insight, Circe can practice different tactics and maneuvers to use on bigger opponents on the battlefield. She trusts Linda's guidance and support and offers the same when needed.

Circe first met Linda off the field while on a UNSC ship. With Linda being so still and quiet Circe thought that the Mjolnir was empty, so she may have stared a bit too long out of curiosity. Needless to say, she was a tad embarrassed when she realized that the suit was in use.

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#(answered.)#ohfiveeight #verse. || halo.#this just makes me want to do more in her halo verse gdi

Downtime.

It was something John was unfamiliar with. Far from the feeling of a weapon in his hands, the rush of wind against his armor, the enemy fast approaching. With Truth's death, the Covenant armada had finally crumbled, and there wasn't nearly as much need for SPARTAN-II combat deployments - not to mention Lord Hood arbitrarily deciding that the Master Chief deserved a 'break'. Time to relax & recuperate after so much nonstop battle.

The very idea was ludicrous. As alien to him as the grunts and elites he'd fought since day one.

But it had given him time to think, and reflect. To realize something he wanted. And Cortana, as ever in his head, helped him come up with a plan. Not a very good one - neither he nor Cortana were exactly filled with social graces - but enough for an attempt. He'd realized he never spent much time with his fellow SPARTAN-IIs outside of combat anymore. But how to go about mending that? Just show up and ask to 'hang out'? Asking was never a strongsuit of his, and SPARTAN-IIs didn't 'hang out', as he'd heard Marines often ask him to. It was Cortana's idea, in the end. Claim something was wrong with his sniper, get the sniper expert to have a look.

What could go wrong?

And so John found himself approaching Linda in one of the bays, shoulders squared, stood as stiff as someone approaching a firing line. He was almost nervous. But then, the approval of his family mattered to him - and he couldn't remember the last time he approached them as family, and not as a commander.

"Linda." He greeted, with a curt nod. He held a sniper rifle - its barrel bent just slightly, not enough to notice at a glance, but enough that anyone would see it upon a closer look. It was also very clearly deliberate, going by the slight dent in the shape of John's finger. "This rifle feels...off. Could use a second opinion. You're the expert, Linda."

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#ohfiveeight #{ Covenant's Reckoning | Master Chief }

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Even when she was supposed to be on break, it always seemed like Vale was working. If she wasn't fighting to keep the Created and Banished at bay with the Swords of Sangheilios, she was pouring over datapads or in video calls with members of the UNSC or ONI while trying to 'enjoy' a meal between skirmishes.

Enjoying the food was relative, a lot of it was bland, tasteless, slapped together, in other words, you typical military ration. Packed in foil, served on a plastic tray, a chewy brown slab that was supposed to be 'steak' served with hard-as-rock vegetables and a cracker. "No, no, the grammar is all wrong here." A gloved finger circles a passage of text written in Sangheili as she looks back to the Linguist on the other end of the call. "Present this to the Sangheili representative and you are likely to have your throat ripped out. Here, try this." She quickly rearranges a few of the characters in the text on screen, when the dull heavy steps of Mjolnir boots echo in her ears.

"We'll continue this later." Olympia Vale huffed and ended the call, turning back to see the SPARTAN-II in full ARGUS Armor. "Some days I forget my role is as a diplomat and interpreter."

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📏 Linda (armored) 7'0"

"Iron. Fucking. Giant."

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Go one without me. I can handle this.

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"No, dammit!" Her voice crackles, breaking through the deafening blasts of plasma cannons and fuel rods. Debris flies in front of her. "We're all getting out of here!"

She won't let anyone else die, not like Ralph again.

#LEAD ME TO HEAVEN WHEN WE DIE #ohfiveeight

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