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𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴
𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢
𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢
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January 30, 2025 at 1:02 AM
𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴
𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨
He remains quiet—, simply listening. It’s clear his focus is entirely fixated on her as he watches her.
“. . . I assume—, this tech? I assume she is you and you are being. . . Humble or perhaps embarrassed?”
“. . . I assume—, this tech? I assume she is you and you are being. . . Humble or perhaps embarrassed?”
*Ruby stifles a chuckle.*
It’s boring—trust me. About a genius spartan tech who was supposed to be a UNSC strategist…
All because dear old dad was a general, you see. High up there. Fancy dinners, the works.
*She stares into her mug, leaning against the counter.*
It’s boring—trust me. About a genius spartan tech who was supposed to be a UNSC strategist…
All because dear old dad was a general, you see. High up there. Fancy dinners, the works.
*She stares into her mug, leaning against the counter.*
“By all means—, I have been known to be a good listener from time to time.”
His frame relaxes—; gaze following her as she moves, though he’s curious as to what this story could be.
“But if you would be so kinda—, I am eager to hear your tale.”
His frame relaxes—; gaze following her as she moves, though he’s curious as to what this story could be.
“But if you would be so kinda—, I am eager to hear your tale.”
December 25, 2024 at 6:11 AM
He remains quiet—, simply listening. It’s clear his focus is entirely fixated on her as he watches her.
“. . . I assume—, this tech? I assume she is you and you are being. . . Humble or perhaps embarrassed?”
“. . . I assume—, this tech? I assume she is you and you are being. . . Humble or perhaps embarrassed?”
“By all means—, I have been known to be a good listener from time to time.”
His frame relaxes—; gaze following her as she moves, though he’s curious as to what this story could be.
“But if you would be so kinda—, I am eager to hear your tale.”
His frame relaxes—; gaze following her as she moves, though he’s curious as to what this story could be.
“But if you would be so kinda—, I am eager to hear your tale.”
*Ruby just stayed quiet, going up to get more coffee.
This was going to be a long night.*
Can I tell you a story now? It’s only fair. Fuck, might put you to sleep just hearing it…
This was going to be a long night.*
Can I tell you a story now? It’s only fair. Fuck, might put you to sleep just hearing it…
“Bah—, they were lovely. Even for wild animals—.”
Mimicking her smile, he nods slowly.
“I remember telling my sister of this—, and she was envious. Begged me to take her hunting with me to try and find them again.”
Leaning back, a soft sigh escapes his lips as he closes his eyes.
Mimicking her smile, he nods slowly.
“I remember telling my sister of this—, and she was envious. Begged me to take her hunting with me to try and find them again.”
Leaning back, a soft sigh escapes his lips as he closes his eyes.
December 25, 2024 at 5:56 AM
“By all means—, I have been known to be a good listener from time to time.”
His frame relaxes—; gaze following her as she moves, though he’s curious as to what this story could be.
“But if you would be so kinda—, I am eager to hear your tale.”
His frame relaxes—; gaze following her as she moves, though he’s curious as to what this story could be.
“But if you would be so kinda—, I am eager to hear your tale.”
“Bah—, they were lovely. Even for wild animals—.”
Mimicking her smile, he nods slowly.
“I remember telling my sister of this—, and she was envious. Begged me to take her hunting with me to try and find them again.”
Leaning back, a soft sigh escapes his lips as he closes his eyes.
Mimicking her smile, he nods slowly.
“I remember telling my sister of this—, and she was envious. Begged me to take her hunting with me to try and find them again.”
Leaning back, a soft sigh escapes his lips as he closes his eyes.
Kept a better eye on them—they were literal wild animals…
*Ruby mumbled in disbelief, looking down at her empty mug, making a small face.*
That is…wild. All of that. And yet, here you are, above *them* on the food chain now..
*Ruby mumbled in disbelief, looking down at her empty mug, making a small face.*
That is…wild. All of that. And yet, here you are, above *them* on the food chain now..
“No, no. . . I was simply out in the wilderness for three days.
Though like I said—, I believe they didn’t eat me partly because I kept her and her pup fed.”
A soft chuckle escapes, though he drinks back another sip.
“They were wonderful—, I should have kept a better eye on them.”
Though like I said—, I believe they didn’t eat me partly because I kept her and her pup fed.”
A soft chuckle escapes, though he drinks back another sip.
“They were wonderful—, I should have kept a better eye on them.”
December 25, 2024 at 5:33 AM
“Bah—, they were lovely. Even for wild animals—.”
Mimicking her smile, he nods slowly.
“I remember telling my sister of this—, and she was envious. Begged me to take her hunting with me to try and find them again.”
Leaning back, a soft sigh escapes his lips as he closes his eyes.
Mimicking her smile, he nods slowly.
“I remember telling my sister of this—, and she was envious. Begged me to take her hunting with me to try and find them again.”
Leaning back, a soft sigh escapes his lips as he closes his eyes.
“No, no. . . I was simply out in the wilderness for three days.
Though like I said—, I believe they didn’t eat me partly because I kept her and her pup fed.”
A soft chuckle escapes, though he drinks back another sip.
“They were wonderful—, I should have kept a better eye on them.”
Though like I said—, I believe they didn’t eat me partly because I kept her and her pup fed.”
A soft chuckle escapes, though he drinks back another sip.
“They were wonderful—, I should have kept a better eye on them.”
So wait—your telling me a family of literal wolves took you in for three days? Didn’t they try to eat you?
*Ruby lifted her mug to her lips, eyes narrowing.*
That’s so far fetched—but I don’t know, I do believe it..kinda..
*Ruby lifted her mug to her lips, eyes narrowing.*
That’s so far fetched—but I don’t know, I do believe it..kinda..
“In total three days—, I would like to believe the mother saw me as an ally. . . Providing food for her and her young.”
Shoulders rise, a nonchalant shrug.
“I wandered with them—, learning how they operate. It was my real first lesson in teamwork and unity.”
Shoulders rise, a nonchalant shrug.
“I wandered with them—, learning how they operate. It was my real first lesson in teamwork and unity.”
December 25, 2024 at 5:19 AM
“No, no. . . I was simply out in the wilderness for three days.
Though like I said—, I believe they didn’t eat me partly because I kept her and her pup fed.”
A soft chuckle escapes, though he drinks back another sip.
“They were wonderful—, I should have kept a better eye on them.”
Though like I said—, I believe they didn’t eat me partly because I kept her and her pup fed.”
A soft chuckle escapes, though he drinks back another sip.
“They were wonderful—, I should have kept a better eye on them.”
“In total three days—, I would like to believe the mother saw me as an ally. . . Providing food for her and her young.”
Shoulders rise, a nonchalant shrug.
“I wandered with them—, learning how they operate. It was my real first lesson in teamwork and unity.”
Shoulders rise, a nonchalant shrug.
“I wandered with them—, learning how they operate. It was my real first lesson in teamwork and unity.”
*Ruby was enthralled—leaning forward a bit as his story went on. It was crazy fascinating to her, her hands keeping her mug close.*
So…animals took you in? I’m surprised they didn’t see you as prey if you were weak and alone like that…
How long were you out there?
So…animals took you in? I’m surprised they didn’t see you as prey if you were weak and alone like that…
How long were you out there?
— his mug down, he hums out. Eyes closing as he recalled the events.
“A mother wolf and her cubs found me—, provided warmth and I returned the favor with some meat from my hunt. . .”
“A mother wolf and her cubs found me—, provided warmth and I returned the favor with some meat from my hunt. . .”
December 18, 2024 at 10:24 PM
“In total three days—, I would like to believe the mother saw me as an ally. . . Providing food for her and her young.”
Shoulders rise, a nonchalant shrug.
“I wandered with them—, learning how they operate. It was my real first lesson in teamwork and unity.”
Shoulders rise, a nonchalant shrug.
“I wandered with them—, learning how they operate. It was my real first lesson in teamwork and unity.”
“. . . Outskirts of a Russian city. Lots of wooded areas—.”
With another sip, he soon continues.
“I used to head out and camp in the snow for days while my parents were away—. One day, I lost track of time. . . I was snowed in and unwilling to move and lose my position.”
Settling —
With another sip, he soon continues.
“I used to head out and camp in the snow for days while my parents were away—. One day, I lost track of time. . . I was snowed in and unwilling to move and lose my position.”
Settling —
*Now that got her interested. Ruby moved her head a bit more, taking a sip of coffee.*
I love hearing about his—pre-spartan, I mean. *She responds softly, setting the mug down.*
You lived somewhere where nature was still prominent?
I love hearing about his—pre-spartan, I mean. *She responds softly, setting the mug down.*
You lived somewhere where nature was still prominent?
“No I mean the Siberian type—.”
A chuckle escapes, his frame relaxing against his seat as he speaks.
“When I was younger—, before I joined the program I adored hunting. . . Spending time in nature was lovely, and I’d often lose track of time.”
A chuckle escapes, his frame relaxing against his seat as he speaks.
“When I was younger—, before I joined the program I adored hunting. . . Spending time in nature was lovely, and I’d often lose track of time.”
December 18, 2024 at 7:51 PM
“. . . Outskirts of a Russian city. Lots of wooded areas—.”
With another sip, he soon continues.
“I used to head out and camp in the snow for days while my parents were away—. One day, I lost track of time. . . I was snowed in and unwilling to move and lose my position.”
Settling —
With another sip, he soon continues.
“I used to head out and camp in the snow for days while my parents were away—. One day, I lost track of time. . . I was snowed in and unwilling to move and lose my position.”
Settling —
“No I mean the Siberian type—.”
A chuckle escapes, his frame relaxing against his seat as he speaks.
“When I was younger—, before I joined the program I adored hunting. . . Spending time in nature was lovely, and I’d often lose track of time.”
A chuckle escapes, his frame relaxing against his seat as he speaks.
“When I was younger—, before I joined the program I adored hunting. . . Spending time in nature was lovely, and I’d often lose track of time.”
*Her eyebrows raise, nursing the mug in her hands.*
Like—the spartan type? Or the actual animal? Sometimes you all are too literal, so I gotta ask.
Like—the spartan type? Or the actual animal? Sometimes you all are too literal, so I gotta ask.
Slowly shifting to sit—, a soft huff escaping as if he were an old man. Instead of speaking immediately he takes the mug, raising it to his lips for a sip.
“. . . So—, how would you like to hear about how I was found and adopted into a wolf pack?”
“. . . So—, how would you like to hear about how I was found and adopted into a wolf pack?”
December 18, 2024 at 6:23 PM
“No I mean the Siberian type—.”
A chuckle escapes, his frame relaxing against his seat as he speaks.
“When I was younger—, before I joined the program I adored hunting. . . Spending time in nature was lovely, and I’d often lose track of time.”
A chuckle escapes, his frame relaxing against his seat as he speaks.
“When I was younger—, before I joined the program I adored hunting. . . Spending time in nature was lovely, and I’d often lose track of time.”
Slowly shifting to sit—, a soft huff escaping as if he were an old man. Instead of speaking immediately he takes the mug, raising it to his lips for a sip.
“. . . So—, how would you like to hear about how I was found and adopted into a wolf pack?”
“. . . So—, how would you like to hear about how I was found and adopted into a wolf pack?”
She would appreciate lighthearted right now. Her brain is…overactive. No idea what war stories would do.
She steps back over, setting one of the spartan-sized mugs in front of him. Throwing her lab coat on the chair.
Her head tilts, arms leaning it on the table. Ready.
She steps back over, setting one of the spartan-sized mugs in front of him. Throwing her lab coat on the chair.
Her head tilts, arms leaning it on the table. Ready.
Surprisingly he has no preference—. Though cream and sugar sounds lovely now.
Ah, she underestimates how light his storytelling can be.
Sure he’s basically a hitman for ONI, but he’s got some. . . Lighthearted stories as well.
Ah, she underestimates how light his storytelling can be.
Sure he’s basically a hitman for ONI, but he’s got some. . . Lighthearted stories as well.
December 18, 2024 at 6:18 PM
Slowly shifting to sit—, a soft huff escaping as if he were an old man. Instead of speaking immediately he takes the mug, raising it to his lips for a sip.
“. . . So—, how would you like to hear about how I was found and adopted into a wolf pack?”
“. . . So—, how would you like to hear about how I was found and adopted into a wolf pack?”
Surprisingly he has no preference—. Though cream and sugar sounds lovely now.
Ah, she underestimates how light his storytelling can be.
Sure he’s basically a hitman for ONI, but he’s got some. . . Lighthearted stories as well.
Ah, she underestimates how light his storytelling can be.
Sure he’s basically a hitman for ONI, but he’s got some. . . Lighthearted stories as well.
Cardio is, uh…a bit too much. They’ll try the talking bit. The mess is empty in the middle of the night anyway.
She’ll get the coffee machine working, hitting the top of it with her little fist as it whirls to life.
How does he like his coffee? Hopefully more lighter than his stories..
She’ll get the coffee machine working, hitting the top of it with her little fist as it whirls to life.
How does he like his coffee? Hopefully more lighter than his stories..
He would adore a refill—, let him join her.
He could perhaps try to talk her to sleep if his cardio regimen doesn’t suit her fancy.
He can spin tales of his exploits and his youth to bore her to sleep.
He could perhaps try to talk her to sleep if his cardio regimen doesn’t suit her fancy.
He can spin tales of his exploits and his youth to bore her to sleep.
December 18, 2024 at 6:09 PM
Surprisingly he has no preference—. Though cream and sugar sounds lovely now.
Ah, she underestimates how light his storytelling can be.
Sure he’s basically a hitman for ONI, but he’s got some. . . Lighthearted stories as well.
Ah, she underestimates how light his storytelling can be.
Sure he’s basically a hitman for ONI, but he’s got some. . . Lighthearted stories as well.
He would adore a refill—, let him join her.
He could perhaps try to talk her to sleep if his cardio regimen doesn’t suit her fancy.
He can spin tales of his exploits and his youth to bore her to sleep.
He could perhaps try to talk her to sleep if his cardio regimen doesn’t suit her fancy.
He can spin tales of his exploits and his youth to bore her to sleep.
She scrunched her nose a bit. She could easily work out, but incline sprints? Not really.
Ruby yawned loudly, taking another sip of coffee.
He need a refill? She was going to grab one.
Ruby yawned loudly, taking another sip of coffee.
He need a refill? She was going to grab one.
His cardio routine is a bit. . . Extreme.
A few dozen kilometers on a treadmill with a few kilograms of weight.
Oxygen reduced incline sprints.
Just enough to feel the burn in his muscles and to wear himself out for sleep.
A few dozen kilometers on a treadmill with a few kilograms of weight.
Oxygen reduced incline sprints.
Just enough to feel the burn in his muscles and to wear himself out for sleep.
December 18, 2024 at 6:01 PM
He would adore a refill—, let him join her.
He could perhaps try to talk her to sleep if his cardio regimen doesn’t suit her fancy.
He can spin tales of his exploits and his youth to bore her to sleep.
He could perhaps try to talk her to sleep if his cardio regimen doesn’t suit her fancy.
He can spin tales of his exploits and his youth to bore her to sleep.
His cardio routine is a bit. . . Extreme.
A few dozen kilometers on a treadmill with a few kilograms of weight.
Oxygen reduced incline sprints.
Just enough to feel the burn in his muscles and to wear himself out for sleep.
A few dozen kilometers on a treadmill with a few kilograms of weight.
Oxygen reduced incline sprints.
Just enough to feel the burn in his muscles and to wear himself out for sleep.
War games? Oh, that would probable be boring for her. She did those as a teenager.
God, there has to be something. She groans, rubbing a hand down her face.
What’s his cardio routine? Maybe she could try that.
God, there has to be something. She groans, rubbing a hand down her face.
What’s his cardio routine? Maybe she could try that.
Spartan level?
It’s not exactly the best idea, but it’s worked for him. Dedicate a few hours in the war games simulator, usually after a few hours he’s feeling ready to crash.
Otherwise, hit the gym. Cardio can be exhausting.
It’s not exactly the best idea, but it’s worked for him. Dedicate a few hours in the war games simulator, usually after a few hours he’s feeling ready to crash.
Otherwise, hit the gym. Cardio can be exhausting.
December 18, 2024 at 5:42 PM
His cardio routine is a bit. . . Extreme.
A few dozen kilometers on a treadmill with a few kilograms of weight.
Oxygen reduced incline sprints.
Just enough to feel the burn in his muscles and to wear himself out for sleep.
A few dozen kilometers on a treadmill with a few kilograms of weight.
Oxygen reduced incline sprints.
Just enough to feel the burn in his muscles and to wear himself out for sleep.
Spartan level?
It’s not exactly the best idea, but it’s worked for him. Dedicate a few hours in the war games simulator, usually after a few hours he’s feeling ready to crash.
Otherwise, hit the gym. Cardio can be exhausting.
It’s not exactly the best idea, but it’s worked for him. Dedicate a few hours in the war games simulator, usually after a few hours he’s feeling ready to crash.
Otherwise, hit the gym. Cardio can be exhausting.
Well, if he could believe it, she had tried every medication under the books.
Every pill, etc…none of them work. She just lays in bed, staring into space.
Maybe he has any ideas? Maybe she needs something that’s Spartan level.
Every pill, etc…none of them work. She just lays in bed, staring into space.
Maybe he has any ideas? Maybe she needs something that’s Spartan level.
She spoken with one of the doc’s?
They could probably give her somethin’, otherwise. . . She might have to exhaust herself first. Hit the rec room or somethin’.
He’s seen what exhaustion can do first hand and it ain’t pretty, Spartan or not.
They could probably give her somethin’, otherwise. . . She might have to exhaust herself first. Hit the rec room or somethin’.
He’s seen what exhaustion can do first hand and it ain’t pretty, Spartan or not.
December 8, 2024 at 7:27 PM
Spartan level?
It’s not exactly the best idea, but it’s worked for him. Dedicate a few hours in the war games simulator, usually after a few hours he’s feeling ready to crash.
Otherwise, hit the gym. Cardio can be exhausting.
It’s not exactly the best idea, but it’s worked for him. Dedicate a few hours in the war games simulator, usually after a few hours he’s feeling ready to crash.
Otherwise, hit the gym. Cardio can be exhausting.
She spoken with one of the doc’s?
They could probably give her somethin’, otherwise. . . She might have to exhaust herself first. Hit the rec room or somethin’.
He’s seen what exhaustion can do first hand and it ain’t pretty, Spartan or not.
They could probably give her somethin’, otherwise. . . She might have to exhaust herself first. Hit the rec room or somethin’.
He’s seen what exhaustion can do first hand and it ain’t pretty, Spartan or not.
Well, obviously. Few even know that’s what’s wrong with them.
She isn’t one of those—a genius knows when something isn’t right. And something in her head isn’t right.
Like—not being able to sleep for an entire 24 hours.
She isn’t one of those—a genius knows when something isn’t right. And something in her head isn’t right.
Like—not being able to sleep for an entire 24 hours.
A thumb moves, lifting the bottom of his helmet up just so he could draw in a sip. A hum escapes as he offers another nod.
Though forerunner DNA?
That’s genuinely interesting, he’s only heard of a few people with similar biology.
Though forerunner DNA?
That’s genuinely interesting, he’s only heard of a few people with similar biology.
December 7, 2024 at 6:04 AM
She spoken with one of the doc’s?
They could probably give her somethin’, otherwise. . . She might have to exhaust herself first. Hit the rec room or somethin’.
He’s seen what exhaustion can do first hand and it ain’t pretty, Spartan or not.
They could probably give her somethin’, otherwise. . . She might have to exhaust herself first. Hit the rec room or somethin’.
He’s seen what exhaustion can do first hand and it ain’t pretty, Spartan or not.
A thumb moves, lifting the bottom of his helmet up just so he could draw in a sip. A hum escapes as he offers another nod.
Though forerunner DNA?
That’s genuinely interesting, he’s only heard of a few people with similar biology.
Though forerunner DNA?
That’s genuinely interesting, he’s only heard of a few people with similar biology.
She’s flattered—ain’t the first time she’s been called impressive.
But she can’t take the credit—it’s her forerunner DNA that causes it to happen.
But she yawns when he takes the mug, flashing the big guy a soft smile.
He’s very welcome.
But she can’t take the credit—it’s her forerunner DNA that causes it to happen.
But she yawns when he takes the mug, flashing the big guy a soft smile.
He’s very welcome.
Surprisingly he can.
ONI doesn’t like the concept of sleeping on the job. He has on record thirty-six hour’s, but for a non-augmented soldier?
She’s downright impressive.
Yet a large hand will take the coffee, all before he nods in thanks.
ONI doesn’t like the concept of sleeping on the job. He has on record thirty-six hour’s, but for a non-augmented soldier?
She’s downright impressive.
Yet a large hand will take the coffee, all before he nods in thanks.
December 7, 2024 at 4:56 AM
A thumb moves, lifting the bottom of his helmet up just so he could draw in a sip. A hum escapes as he offers another nod.
Though forerunner DNA?
That’s genuinely interesting, he’s only heard of a few people with similar biology.
Though forerunner DNA?
That’s genuinely interesting, he’s only heard of a few people with similar biology.
Surprisingly he can.
ONI doesn’t like the concept of sleeping on the job. He has on record thirty-six hour’s, but for a non-augmented soldier?
She’s downright impressive.
Yet a large hand will take the coffee, all before he nods in thanks.
ONI doesn’t like the concept of sleeping on the job. He has on record thirty-six hour’s, but for a non-augmented soldier?
She’s downright impressive.
Yet a large hand will take the coffee, all before he nods in thanks.
But can he beat staying up nearly twenty-four hours..??
…
At least that’s what she’s going on. She has insomnia on a spartan level.
She holds out a coffee in a small hand, tilting her head a bit.
…
At least that’s what she’s going on. She has insomnia on a spartan level.
She holds out a coffee in a small hand, tilting her head a bit.
Honestly? Cleansing by fire seems like it’d solve half the problems on base.
As for him being awake?
He’s got some insomnia—, so he burns himself out however he can.
As for him being awake?
He’s got some insomnia—, so he burns himself out however he can.
December 6, 2024 at 8:17 AM
Surprisingly he can.
ONI doesn’t like the concept of sleeping on the job. He has on record thirty-six hour’s, but for a non-augmented soldier?
She’s downright impressive.
Yet a large hand will take the coffee, all before he nods in thanks.
ONI doesn’t like the concept of sleeping on the job. He has on record thirty-six hour’s, but for a non-augmented soldier?
She’s downright impressive.
Yet a large hand will take the coffee, all before he nods in thanks.
Honestly? Cleansing by fire seems like it’d solve half the problems on base.
As for him being awake?
He’s got some insomnia—, so he burns himself out however he can.
As for him being awake?
He’s got some insomnia—, so he burns himself out however he can.
Ah, maybe that’s why he’s able to just…prance around in that room.
No maintenance—take a flamethrower to it. Start over.
The bromance needs to be quelled. Knocked down, if you will.
….
He’s up late, normally she’s the only one around this time.
No maintenance—take a flamethrower to it. Start over.
The bromance needs to be quelled. Knocked down, if you will.
….
He’s up late, normally she’s the only one around this time.
Very true, perhaps a maintenance request is needed?
As for the smell? His helmet does a pretty good job of dampening any and all scents.
As for the smell? His helmet does a pretty good job of dampening any and all scents.
December 6, 2024 at 6:40 AM
Honestly? Cleansing by fire seems like it’d solve half the problems on base.
As for him being awake?
He’s got some insomnia—, so he burns himself out however he can.
As for him being awake?
He’s got some insomnia—, so he burns himself out however he can.
Very true, perhaps a maintenance request is needed?
As for the smell? His helmet does a pretty good job of dampening any and all scents.
As for the smell? His helmet does a pretty good job of dampening any and all scents.
Yeah, which is apart of the problem.
It needs to be not just cleaned, but scrubbed down on a disinfected level.
She sticks her tongue out. How does he like that smell?
It needs to be not just cleaned, but scrubbed down on a disinfected level.
She sticks her tongue out. How does he like that smell?
Very true—, though he’s got a feeling some of the marines are keeping the cleaning staff at bay.
December 6, 2024 at 6:34 AM
Very true, perhaps a maintenance request is needed?
As for the smell? His helmet does a pretty good job of dampening any and all scents.
As for the smell? His helmet does a pretty good job of dampening any and all scents.
Very true—, though he’s got a feeling some of the marines are keeping the cleaning staff at bay.
Could use a bit of a clean down, though.
The room stinks of testosterone and movie-level ‘bromance’.
The room stinks of testosterone and movie-level ‘bromance’.
Familiar sights, familiar smells. . .
He adores the firing range.
He adores the firing range.
December 6, 2024 at 6:28 AM
Very true—, though he’s got a feeling some of the marines are keeping the cleaning staff at bay.
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