#protectorofthesphere

[notcrazyokay-blog]

(( I'm popping in to just remind you that you are an excellent RPer and even though we don't talk much you're really one of the kindest people I've ever had the pleasure of meeting on tumblr ))

((sakljflsdkgjjskdfhddsjkasldf))

((I can’t really words today, but thank you so much askjdfdjkd ;~; ))

[ignusaeternum]

Headcanon: Bias quietly sticks close to Six when everyone is together because her outspokenness reminds him of Tex and makes him feel safe.

Awwww! Accepted!

[reachhasfallen-blog]

protectorofthesphere:

An illegal repair job was not something that Bias was adverse to. He could perform all the necessary repairs to his equipment and systems that he needed to do by himself, but additional manpower and reducing the time it took to make those repairs was always something that had to be considered. It was in his best interest to become fully operational as soon as he possibly could, after all. When he spoke of his previous assignments the read-out in Bias’s vision registered a jump in his heart rate, along with some slight physiological changes. A painful experience? Perhaps this man was suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. It was not an unlikely contingency, given his history.

His words did concern Bias a little bit however, for if he was not able to provide consistent repair jobs on even the copycat technology that the Covenant employed, then it was very unlikely he could even attempt to make any repairs on a system of Forerunner origin. The AI would have to find something for him that did not involve that level of work but would still benefit him.

A tiny grin came across Bias’s face as he realized exactly what he could get out of this. The Mjolnir armor used by the supersoldiers was powered by compact nuclear reactors. If Six was as good at repair UNSC equipment as he professed, perhaps Bias could get ahold of a few of those to supplement his current power supply. “Are you familiar with the maintenance of the Mark VI Mjolnir armor power systems?”

"Am I familiar with them? What do you think, the people that kept me in lockdown let me have anything other than spare armor? So yeah, I am pretty good with armor and the works-- You out to get some?" He looked skeptical for a moment, wondering why an AI would want armor, or anything to do with it.

"Or do you just need the tech for something else?" Six shrugged; it didn't matter much anyway. Who was he to question what the guy wanted? After all, AI's were supposed to be smarter than most humans, so there was probably another motive. "Anything to get me back out into the world." 

[notcrazyokay-blog]

(( Apricot is the most perfect name for what I assume to be Wash's cat ))

((heheheh, yes, it would be the name of Wash’s cat. I just have this thing where he names them things that are verging on cute a lot of the time, but aren’t actually terribly cutesy. like, in another rp off tumblr he’s got one named Basil, and then there’s Cinnamon… and there’s also one named Bruce and another named Hudson…

…I think too much about cat names anymore and just what ones he’d use, I swear to god.))

[reachhasfallen-blog]

protectorofthesphere:

Quietly sighing to himself, the artificial intelligence internally reprimanded himself for failing to remember just how well-trained the human special forces operatives were. He should have known that he would be detected relatively quickly. Examining the man as he approached, tiny jolts of light and electricity flowed through the circuits within Bias’s eyes, feeding information directly into his mechanical brain as to the meaning of all of the SPARTAN’s expressions, gestures, posture, any and all tiny little social cues that knowing about would benefit Bias’s stance in interacting with him.

Despite Bias’s young appearance, he was of a height with the SPARTAN. He had taken the form of the Manipular class of his creators, Forerunner Manipulars not having yet undergone any sort of mutations to help with their chosen careers and their appearance remaining very close to that of humans. It was useful as both a disguise and a diplomatic aid. Humans were infinitely more comfortable in the presence of something that was at least a little bit recognizable.

Meeting Six’s eyes with an expressionless face, Bias spoke in a lilting, almost singsong voice that matched the slight oddity of his appearance.

“Stalking is a word that holds deep negative connotations. I was neither partaking in predatory action nor the act of voyeurism. I was simply observing one of the supposed greatest supersoldiers of humanity.

Your expressed proficiency in repairs does interest me however. I was not aware that you possessed such a skill, or were willing or authorized to offer it as a service.”

Six dipped his head respectfully, internally beaming at the AI's probably unintended compliment. But when he brought up his skills, his joy distorted to an expression close to pain. "Uh... I've had quite a bit of time on my hands, since... My last few missions..." He shook it off, returning to his normal smile.

"And I'm certainly not authorized. But if you're interested, I can probably do what ya need to have done pretty fast, as long as it's not Covenant technology. I mean, I could try, but no promises on that one."

Shifting his weight awkwardly, he moved the topic back to the repairs. "I don't usually offer it like this, but hey, if you need something, speak up. I'm bored as it is."

[agentnevvyork]

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(( Too late I already have the first seven pages of fanfiction done and am selling themed mugs ))

((i've got my eye on you buddy

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also i wear the pants in the relationship just throwing that out there ;D))

[agentnevvyork]

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(( Washmun x Yorkmun OTP ))

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((Bias no))

((what she said

adskjafdkf i don't know how to handle situations like this))

[notcrazyokay-blog]

(( Your Wash has invaded my life. I cannot even look at my cat anymore without having to suppress a laughing fit ))

((ahahaha no but, the cat lady thing wasn't actually my idea. Just a fandom headcanon (that sort of kind of became a little bit canon I suppose). 

but askjghdsjkg I'm pretty much there too, man.))