The Master Chief

[prettycoolguy]

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In Which We Pretend 5 Never Happened And Party Like It's 2013

[notyoursupergirl]

[ It is amazing the things that slip through the cracks in the aftermath of a near civilization destroying war and the re-awakening and then death of a god like entity. It's not like the necessity for ships to be out in space for a really really long time has gone away and it's not like the UNSC doesn't still need as many able bodies as they can get their hands on trying to sort out this whole kind of post war maybe except when it's not mess.

So. No one of any note has actually gotten around to hearing about and addressing the 16 year old girl dressed sparingly in bright primary colors who somehow crash landed in the middle of a fire fight between a SPARTAN IV squad and Covenant holdouts. In the chaos that ensued, the only thing that really mattered was the Covies got whipped out with no casualties, including the teenager.

Who is very pointedly laying low and making herself as helpful as possible. The most she's heard about herself is how they're too damn far out with too many squads en route to break off and figure out what to do with one stray civilian. So she gets assigned basic duties that'll keep her out of the way and the mystery of how exactly a normal teenager survives falling out of the sky into the middle of a battle field fades into the background of the everyday chaos aboard the Infinity. It's not like all these Spartans haven't seen weirder shit.

Kara kinda feels like she deserves a prize for keeping up this Totally Normal Civilian thing for as long as she had. It helps that she doesn't have to pretend to be a normal teenagers in high school around other normal teenagers. It isn't in Kara's nature to be unobtrusive, but most everybody has other shit to do than pay a lot of attention to the cute new janitor.

Post War life on a space ship is actually pretty boring aside from the low throbbing fear that someone is going to figure out what she is and toss her in a vat or something. So Kara makes her own fun.

Today (Tonight? Whatever time is fake), fun is waiting for the hanger to clear out and sneaking down there with the smuggled music player she got after flirting with a Lieutenant that is poooossibly contraband. She picks an out of the way spot where she can get out fast in case shit starts to go down, slides on her shades (flirting with low rank officers is lucrative and rewarding) and turns up some nice classic tunes to get her skinny girl groove on. Someone's gotta exploit the acoustics around here while ignoring the cold expanse of space and the slow degradation of the stability within one's self and those around us. ]

Post War Photo Ops

[moretweehipster]

[ It's like something out of a bad novel. Aesthetically pleasing college undergrad on the assignment of a lifetime, accosted by older handsome man. Courtship ensues. Except Doctor Mann is desperately overestimating his attractiveness if he thinks lines like You remind me of my daughter... are attractive. Yup, it's time to break out.

Amanda only gives an affirmative hum to whatever he's saying about Brute's social grooming as someone in formal blues moves down the hallway running intersection to theirs at a fast clip. ]

Oh hey, I think that's my liason! Gotta snap some cool Marine pics! Later, Doctor Mann. [ She gives him the finger guns, ducks under the hand that was reaching out to touch her hair (WHO DOES THIS) and moonwalks away. As soon as she's around the corner, she hears the soft tread of boots following her, so she does the perfectly reasonable and thought out thing: she vaults over the guard rail down to the lower level below. She can faintly hear Doctor Mann calling her name.

Okay. Next reasonable and thought out course of action: diving behind the big posed Spartan armor. Man, they really went all out for this on ship tour.

...Wait. ]

If there's a person in there, please please please do not move.

TFLN

[prettycoolguy]

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