BATMAN

"Lovely.." the transparent visor shows my eyes rolling. "So, you fancy bein' the dramatic type, eh?" I grip my side with a bit of a gasp behind it. "Throwing a Spartan into an ODST? I think it's safe to say you owe me a drink after our reprimanding.."

"Skai!" I yell after the elite, trying to catch up to him.

"You've got it, Crossbone.." I focus on Eric. "So, uh... Guess you might've won points with the Cap', eh?" Shaking my head, I follow the elite for grub.

I stand by, weapons still drawn, confused.. "Uh.." I glance at "Crossbone..?" I sheath the knife. "Can you explain what just happened?" I push his shoulder to turn him around as I walk towards Eric and Valentine.

I sprint between the brawling teammates-- "No!" I draw my knife and place it firmly at Valentine's throat, in the same fluidity, drawing my pistol and pointing it at the elite's head. "Knock it off. Both of you." After taking a few breaths, I continue, "Last thing we need to do is wittle our numbers down while Alpha team stands by havin' a frat party at this pancake festival you two dolts are having. Focus." "Kill them," I jerk my head to the other room, "Then you can kill each other all you want later."

"Be my guest; just stand by while I do my thing.." I step over the door as I pass the threshold; barely paying any mind to others in my pursuit.

Winded by the impact, I try pushing Valentine to his feet. "Well, he's a little short-fused, wouldn't ya say?" I cough harshly.. "Jesus.. I think he bruised a rib.." I wiggle my way out from under Valentine and pick up my helmet as I stand. "Someone needs a swift kick.." I put my helmet back on and follow the elite.

I cautiously reach for my knife as the elite gives his-- admittedly-- intimidating spiel. "Guys, same team." I say, trying not to let the fear sink into my voice. I look at Eric with a 'care to help' face.

I take the helmet off and make a face. "The helmet filters out the metallic taste in the air." Again, nodding my head to Crossbone; "Crossbone's the blue one with the VCR attached to his face." I scratch my jaw where I was scratching at the helmet earlier. "I really hate the taste of the air.. UNSC really knows how to make 'decent' air in their facilities, don't they?" I lean in a little closer, lowering my voice, "Hey, you don't mind the uh... former Covey's, do ya? I mean.. I can't be the only one feeling awkward.." I look at Eric as he approaches. "Yeah, glad to see you could make it. Howdy an' whatnot." I try to act natural. "So, what inter-dimensional drift spat you out?"

My visor goes transparent again. "I guess so." I nod my head in Crossbone's direction. "Don't forget to get familiar with him, too." I look around, not really caring for eye contact. "So, was there a base, lounge, or some other form of HQ that we were supposed to report to?" I absentmindedly scratch at the side of my helmet and utter under breath, "Could use a bit of fresher air.."

'kay, I'm just gonna be the lazy one to say that they both gave me chills and got me really hyped for Halo 5. And now, I'll have to wait.

My visor goes transparent. "Commander, eh? Sounds like you gotta do it, bruv." I laugh, glancing over the grunt, trying to keep in mind that the creature could rip me limb from limb if it had the vague idea to. Sure, they look cute with the masks on, but their capabilities far outweigh how cuddly they appear. The Elite towering over the rest of us-- minus the S-IV's-- however, just makes my skin crawl. I start taking steps away from the crowd to size up the rest of my teammates-- but more importantly, the enemy team. (BTW: Derping too hard to see if any of you differentiated between a Marine, ODST, or S-IV.)

This is why we wear helmets, kids...

Maybe we've already started. Maybe that's the plot twist.

How many fires am I allowed to start before I'll be perma-b&?

Oooh, Steins;Gate. I made a terrible mistake when watching that anime.

Why not. JACK, I NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE!!

Agreed; let's do this.

Oh this is fun.

So are we just gonna banter until something happens, or is there going to be bloodshed?

Yeah, that makes me feel comfortable.

Yeah. You took "fail" in strong regard, which wasn't my intent. Note also that I said "for me" in the same sentence. I don't mean by sales or quality, I just mean that it's missing that especially shiny staple that belongs in Halo, even if most will just overlook it. (Excluding Halo 2) I actually like the Halo games, with or without Mark V; for the most part, I even had fun in H4 without the Mark V ('til it was out as DLC).

Unless, y'know, he gives a reason not to deserve it. I think the speech alone is kind of a "Death Before Dishonor" thing, so I'll leave it up to him if it is. 'course, I could always choose for him.

Bnus is awesome :3

D: The Director's gonna have a baby!? That can be part of a rant. Heh :3