TDM

"Ahh, Shes got Taylor, She should be fine" Ike said while getting blood off his knife. "Damn Elite blood, Its too blue!" Ike shouted at the knife. "I should really buy a washing machine for this suit, This way, I can clean my knife after I kill anything with it!" Ike said with an inspired stance.

"Ok! But give me credit for this Elite, Would ya buddy!?" Ike, Still looking like a ghost. "So Sam, I'm your escort! So I guess we need to go somewhere and stay safe! So... I need to have to map of this place..." Ike turned his Camo off, Reserving the power of the ability. "Lets go!" Ike said excitedly.

"Well... I feel my face kinda bleeding...... Wait a sec, Do you hear that? Sounds like someone is in trouble! Ill be right back!" Ike ran as fast as possible to the armory, And once he saw the red dot he went into Active Camo and crouch walked into the armory to find someone being attacked by an Elite. Ike walked over and said, "Hey buddy? Can I have your autograph?" And Ike stabbed the Elite in the neck and left it to suffer. "So Ash, Want to kick the Elite to death?" Ike gestured nicely, Looking like a ghost due to the fade of the Camo.

"Dont worry Sam, Im not a jerk of a high rank, Im just like a circus clown, Only with metal armor on! Man... I hate clowns..." Ike looked over at Taylor, "Taylor! This... This is Sam! She just ran into me, Quite literally. But! I resolved the problem, Sooo.... What did I miss other than getting socked in the face and finding humor in it?" Ike gave the I dont know look to Taylor and shrugged, Probably making his eyebrow go up and down, His visor makes him more of a mysterious comedian.

"Asleep on the job Sam? The ships under attack by the covenant and the spartans! Its a mad house here.." Ike put the magnum on safe, "Try not to shoot anyone, Not me atleast!" Ike looked silly, As always.

"Haha! Are you okay? You seemed quite ready to shoot someone." Ike got up and adjusted his helmet and gave the woman a look with his helmet on, Seeing if he can get her to crack a smile. "Murphy, you can cool it man, Everything is under control.. Just an everyday fight! Haha!" Ike looked pretty funny with the bit of red visible on the visor.

Ike was actually laughing, "You'd think he would try to break my visor, I need the visor the most! Haha! Man, I cant believe he thought that hurt me!" Wiping blood away, Ike still looked happy, Not caring about what just happened.

"Awww..... Its dead... HA! I dont care!" Ike kicked the dead elite. He then clapped his hands like a job well done. "Hey so you need to go to th- Hello? Damnit! WAIT UP!" Ike started frantically running to catch up.

"Mal! Give him back the tags." Ike gestured, 'Remember, I have more combat skill than you, I can take out you can your squad. So give him back the tags, Or I will get them for him myself." Ike heard someone call for help over the transmitter. "DAMN IT ALL!!" Ike screamed, Behind that visor was a nice man, But he gets ticked off himself. "Okay, So... Someones in trouble... LETS GO SAVE THEM!" Ike got his knife ready, "Gotta love the sharp knives...." Ike looked at the knife.

"Woah woah woah... If I knew a fight was breaking out, I wouldve gotten the bleachers set up and everything! I havent seen a fight since... A few minutes ago? Oh well..." Ike thought of it in his head. "Now, Mal! Versus, TAYLOR!!!!" And then everyone on the ship was cheering. "Man, Weird thoughts I have... Heheh... ODST's, Have no air in our heads..." Ike laughed a bit.

"Well... Theres no Reach, Theres no Joseph, or Jacob... No crashing, No- Nevermind... But yeah! Old times!" Ike was ecstatic today, Knowing his friend Taylor survived.

"Taylor...? TAYLOR DECELLO!!?? By golly I thought this hero died!" Ike got hyper, "The armory? Fine by me!" Ike grabbed his combat knife and checked it out. "Man I love this thing!"

Once Ike finally got there in his camo, thinking it was a good time to test out his stealth, The problem was resolved. "Gee, This camo really slows me down, Cant walk without it going, Sorry, But you can be seen now. Stupid camo..." Ike was still rocking the good old ODST look, Hasnt changed a bit. Ike gave the thumbs up to the soldier. "So Ash, Whos the new guy?" Ike said.

Full Name: [ike R. Autumn] Occupation: [spartan-IV Previously ODST] Armor Aesthetics: [steel Color Armor Primary/SIlver Armor Secondary, Frost Visor, Wetwork Class Spartan|Armor: ODST Helmet/Shoulders/Chest/Arms/Legs/Huge scratches on armor, Small cracks on visor, "Avenge the Fallen" On back of helmet] Facial Appearance: [saturated Topaz eyes, scar down left cheek] Equipment/Weapon of choice: [Active Camoflague, Sniper Rifle, Combat Knife] Backstory: [born on Harvest looking at nature and trying to find something interesting with his life, Ike ran from home at 13 only to be taken away by authorities and being questioned by them as to what he was doing out in the open world at an age not so old, He was returned home and practically sealed away from the world as that was his punishment. When Ike was 16, He got a job at a World Cuisine stand to try and make money to be able to buy things on his own. At age 18, Ike had started a small buisness where he would stage wars from far in the past, And as more kids got older, The more customers he got. But when Ike turned 21, He was in a jumble, as he didnt know what to do. His passion for his job as a war actor was something he loved, But he wondered that if he joined the army if his stories would be far better than they were. Taking fate into his hands, Ike joined the army, But he chose the ODST division, As he thought people whould really be interested in stories like that. By the time he became a fully fledged ODST, He was 25. Ike had become a strong soldier, And was ready for the new stories to begin. Ike is now 27, As he became a full ODST soldier in 2550. He has seen terrible things, And remembers them well, As he is going to keep his promise he made to himself. Ike however, is still a cheerful guy, Even though his armor doesnt give you that perspective. Ike was put through major depression after escaping Reach, After what he witnessed. But he promised to avenge the fallen. Now being in the Spartan-IV program, Ike hopes he can learn more than he used to know. He now wants to specialize in stealth as well. Even though Ike is in the Spartan-IV program, He still chooses to wear the ODST armor.]

"Well..." Ike said, Holding his dog-tags. "I should get rid of these..." Ike was sad, he felt miserable, Everything that happened in the past while was slapping him back in the face. "DAMNIT!!" Ike said and slammed his fist on the wall. "I....I don't know what I'm feeling... Is this what it feels like to be miserable?" Ike sighed. He sat down for a while and thought about his life in the past time. "What am I going to do..." Ike said looking like he was going to break down. Hands on his head and looking down. If you looked close enough, You would notice the tears dripping from his helmet, Still battle worn showing off what his life ended up being. "I'm starting to hate the way I chose... I couldve died like everyone else, But... I didnt... I looked fate in the eyes... And said, Im taking my life into my own hands." Ike just sat and looked depressed for a while.

Ike turned his head to Ashley, "Well if they dont let us in, Ill be sure we all get in..." Ike looked like he was ready to fight.

Ike marched up and said "Well if you want oxygen guys, Why dont we just go in? These guys are eggheads..." One of the random guards said "Egghead?!" Ike responded back, "Patience in the pants there weirdo, We need air, And if you dont let us in, Ill shoot a way in, Ive lived long enough anyway." Ike got his magnum ready.

"Woah there buddy, I know you want to choose the way you die, But I wouldnt want to die by the umm..... claw of an Elite... Its kinda dumb knowing your gonna die by the hand of something that has chicken feet as well. Just stay calm." Ike tried to be supporting, But he knew he had to add humor to the facts, Who wouldn't?

Ike walked up with them and said to the group of soldiers. "As much as I would really like to have a tea party with you lovely guards, Our little squad here is sort of screwed if we dont get help. You see, The Covenant wants to screw us over as usual. So please let us inside." Ike said while holding his magnum to try and look tough, But he was more concerned wondering if they would get the vibe that they are in danger.

"Hey, If I was able to choose my death, Id probably go out by jumping off a cliff into a flaming cannon and get blasted into space... Talk about extreme combustion..." Ike said aloud. Ike showed a faint smile, But he was just hiding that he was feeling sad.

Ike liked the speech, " I'm with you, Even if I am in a box after this, Atleast I won't be dealing with this hell anymore." Ike took his magnum and got it set for battle.