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"he... no he helped.. he's a medic.." she said, hoping that everyone would make it to the pelican

Ashley screamed in pain when he applied the biofoam, "thanks... mal.." she said "what about.. ike?" she asjed

"so.. how.. how are we getting out?" she asked, her pressure on the wound weakening because she's still bleeding.

"so.. we.. we're gonna die here.. arent we?" ashley asked, getting very light headed. "didnt... didnt think it'd be like this"

"thanks taylor.." she said, breathing heavily. "so, when's the help.. gonna get here?" she asked, holding her chest.

Ashley walked out of the lift on the deck the others were on, and started walking back towards the armory. she got half way back to where she was when ike was attacked when an elite came up behind her and knocked her down. it pinned her down and started asking its commander what to do with ashley as she spoke into the coms, "help, anyone on.. on this channel.. im near the armory.." she was strained bye the weight of the big alien standing on her.

ashley got sick of mal attacking everyone and tackled him from behind, she started punching him in the back of the head "Stop attacking my friends!" she said, as she was punching him.

"sure, was there not long ago myself" shesaid, "this way" she ran towards the armory, lucky most covies were at the hanger

Ashley heard the tank guy on the radio, and ran towards the tank, and opened fire on the elite. she jumped up and shot the elite, using half a mag she killed it. "you ok?" she asked the tank driver

ashley walked over to taylor and mal "Stop fighting, taylor he's not your enemy" she said, trying to get the fight to stop

"yeah, like old times" she said as she grabbed her active camo. she grabbed more ammo and then walked over to taylor "so whats the plan now?"

"oh, ike, this guy is taylor" she said, "so, we going to the armory?" she asked taylor, looking back at the medic and taylor.

Ashley heard someone calling for help, he sounded farmiliar but she put that out of her head. she rushed toward the man requesting assistance, and saw an elite standing over a spartan. she fired her BR 3 times into its head, lowering its sheilds, and it ran. she shot it in the back another time before it got around the corner, but she had saved the spartan. she offered him her hand asking "you ok?"

Full Name: Ashley Jones Occupation: Spartan VI (Former ODST) Armor Aesthetics: recon helmet, black primary and crimson secondary, Mark VI (halo 4) shoulders, and Recon Chest Facial Appearance: short red hair, light green eyes, and a scar on her left cheek from a needler hiting her visor Equipment/Weapon of choice: a custom silenced BR, M6 SOCOM, a frag grenade, and active camo Backstory: Ashley grew up on reach, living in New Alexandrea. she grew up not liking reach initially. she always dreamed of getting off of reach for free to see other colonies and maybe even earth. she heard marines get to go everywhere so when she turned eighteen she joined up. she thought marine life would be easy and fun, but bootcamp trained that thought out of her head. she fought well enough to become an ODST apparently, and seemed to excel in stealth. she reached the rank of Seargent and was the only one of her squad to survive reach. she barely escaped reach because of taylor decello, whom was presumed dead. she went home to earth, finding out her family hadnt made it almost crushed her, she picked herself up as a promise to taylor though. she became a spartan 4 years later, and now is serving on requiem.

"good bye..." she said, as the door closed after everyone was on. she finally let herself cry, knowing it didnt matter, she hoped the one reason she didnt give up already wasnt a lie, that she'd finally see her family again. but she wasnt very hopeful anymore, seeing reaches end, she hoped that pilot didnt lie.

"you need to get on too, we can get out of here..." she said sadly, as she entered the ship. "you need to come, we already lost some people, we dont need to lose you too..." she trailed off, hoping taylor wouldnt have to stay.

"i doubt they'll keep us out, dont go getting in a fight with our guys now" she said, trying to calm ike down.

"ike, they're not the enemy. we dont need to fight.." ash said, as she put her hand on his shoulder. "it's not like they're elites" she added

this raises my need for ME3

Ashley limped, feeling the pain more after using her leg a lot, towards the gate with taylor. "not like we all made it.." she said, still low on moral. she continued to follow taylor toward the gate, guarded by soldiers

"i'm with you, not like i can live here anyway" Ashley said sarcastically, mainly trying to make herself laugh. she checked her BR, making sure it still fired. then checked her ammo, she had enough to last a little bit. she waited on taylor to do something while everyone was preparing

she was still shocked by the body, even being a soldier doesnt stop it. especially when you can see through the wound. she stopped herself from crying because she didnt want to look rediculous and just turned away, thinking to herself for a few moments. then she felt taylors hand on her shoulder and looked back toward him. "so are we leaving now?" she asked, hoping not to have to stay near the body long.

granted, it's half a second longer and half a inch larger i wish i could time travel

"good job, but who's gonna pilot?" she asked "if you're rusty then who? we dont have a pilot here..." she added, limping over towards the falcon to look at whats left in it.