This isn't my First Rodeo

"That being said, Spartan IV's were made the same way as the Orion Project subjects were, only in a more cost effective way. And they were fantastic at there job. Just look at the File of one Avery Johnson Jr."

"I honestly feel that the S-III's are a valuable, yet terrifying asset to have on the field. They surely do have a lot of skill, but most of them have a dangerous distaste for the Fours. And, honestly, I think I'm at the top of chopping block for most."

"That's actually a good question. Spartan IV's don't have Tags. We are called by rank and Surnames, being that we weren't kidnapped and brainwashed by a bunch of eggheads." 

[I just want to point out that all that Crack that just happened? Was done by III's and a II. No Four was involved.]

"High school? Oh man. That one is easy.. I preferred Basic Training to my freshman year. I was the scrawny one, that all the pretty girls picked on. At least at boot, we were all in hell together.."Palmer adjusted a bit. "Sophomore year, I was still that girl, but I found JROTC. Which moved me from this scrawny, lengthy girl who could barely lift her own weight, to a strong, independent girl who knocked the other girls out.""Junior year is when I discovered my Sexuality. And my Confidence. I met a girl. Her name was Stacey. I was so happy with her, until her boyfriend came up to me a few months later, and accused me of all these horrible things. Then, I simply told him, that if he wanted her, he's gonna have I fight me for her. So, he did. I broke his arm. Simple as that. Then I confronted Stacey. And broke her nose. She was so pissed."Palmer smiled. "Senior year was easy. Excelled in all classes. Was a captain in JROTC. Went to Parties. Had friends. Had good grades. Went through it like a breeze."

"I joined the service.. Well, really, just to spite my parents. They hated the UNSCDF with a passion. They also hated working for it. So, I did what every rebellious child did. I left. I joined up on the nearest recruiting ship right after I graduated. And here I am."

"Yes ma'am, little Miss. I'm A Spartan IV. Commander Sarah Palmer."

Hera: "Married? Children?!" Palmer started laughing a bit, covering her mouth and clearing her throat. "Getting married someday would be fantastic. But, kids? I don't think I have the proper training for that. I mean, my parents never wanted me to join the Military, but the farmers life was Not for me."Zeus: "Ruling the world? Well, first of all, which world? Cause, I didn't even want to be a battalion leader, let alone leader of the entire Spartan IV force aboard the Infinity. And, as far as I'm concerned, any enemy I face will know exactly who rules whatever planet they are attacking will not be them. If they are coming at my Spartan Force, then That's my planet, and they need to get off my lawn." Sarah grinned, leaning back in her chair.

Zeus: If you ruled the world, what would you change?

Could you?

Sarah sat there for a moment. She then looked at the Strawberry Blonde Spartan standing before her. "No. I don't think I'm pretty."

The Princess and the Pea: Are you a squeamish person?

"Ohgodno."

She looked at the grey faced person. A frown moved across her lips. "Well, I don't see anyone else moving up to the plate. Besides, you're late. Noble Six already tells me this on a daily basis.."