uhh i cant remember what the ask list qas so yes roland
he loves his crew n he adores his capn, and hed do anything to make sure they're all ok including giving his life for them, and NOT BC HES PROGRAMMEDN to he loves them okay.
he likes spartans but miller is his favorite cos he can bully him, but in like a best fredn way. He also likes palmer a lot.
humans r VERY inch resting to him bc he perceive the world in such a vastly differnet way. like yeah he can see an even smell things but he processes the senses way different than a human does. his sense of what makes good music is different too, and he also has a fondness for patterns tho usually the patterns he finds are ones himans wouldn't notice. much sublter and longer-spanning patterns of data.
also i hVe tgis hc that social media is like junk food for AIs bc its a LOT of 'empty calories' basically. lots of info thats largely meanigless. big data is notoriously hard tk analyze in a useful way and i thi k that would hokd true for AIs too. like how do memes benenfi rolabd
tho
hearinf him yell YEET over every. si gle. onboard. soeaker. and anythjbg in comm range when firing the mac cannos would be si fucking funny
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"You're damned lucky, Lieutenant. But don't think I'm going to let that slide. Soon as we get back to base, you and I are going to have a talk."
It was hard to miss the way Noble Leader was at the throat of team's new Six, and vice versa. Neither of them was happy with the other, and for different reasons... Yet it was also obvious they shared a resentment for their current situation. Too bad it wasn't enough for them to see eye to eye on something.
Jorge only wished he could do something to help.
That being said, he couldn't help the chuckle that left him as Six decided to flip off the Commander — and, sure, his laughter was probably part of the reason why Carter growled in response, but in Jorge's defense, he rather admired the spunk of their new Six. She had heart, even if he could tell she would never readily admit to it. She was as tough as they came, but in a different, quieter way. And there was no denying the fact that she was absolutely, positively lethal.
Even Emile had admitted that he'd been rather unnerved by some of Six's actions on the battlefield. And coming from the team's regular "trigger happy” soldier, who was all too keen on planting bombs on Covenant corpses to blow up the rest of those living before they vacated the area... That was saying something.
Whatever had caused Six to behave in such a manner... Jorge doubted he wanted to know what it was, and suspected it had ONI written all over it. Not just because she'd come from ONI, not just because her handlers were ONI.
It was because who else other than ONI could psychologically break a Spartan so badly as to cause their demeanour to shift more drastically from the norm than trauma?
As he made his way back across the bar, Giuseppe noticed that the Jarhead that Audrey had brushed off earlier was back. She'd already told him in no uncertain terms to go play Gravball in traffic, and he was either too stupid or too arrogant to get the message.
As Giuseppe came up to his barstool next to Audrey he heard her scoff, and just as he was about to take his seat, noticed the man's hand slipping down to grope her ass.
Giuseppe wasn't a fighter; quite the opposite. But seeing this guy violating Audrey's person after she'd made it exceptionally clear that his attention was offensive made him angry.
"Hey, stop touching her, you contemptuous pig!" He yelled over the music. Surprised at the sudden outburst, both Audrey and the Marine turned their attention to Giuseppe. The other man looked him up and down once, then laughed.
"Or what, beach bum? You gonna hit me?"
He didn't have time to be surprised at the intensity of the white-hot rage that boiled into his chest. Giuseppe pulled his left arm back almost on reflex, and his punch caught the man in the cheek, just under his right eye.
Jarhead staggered back and caught himself on the bar, but was almost immediately back on his feet. And before it even occurred to Giuseppe to duck, Jarhead's fist hit him right in the nose. He only had time to register the snapping sound of his glasses before a second hit landed and everything went black.
The first thing he felt was pain. Then brief panic when he couldn't breathe through his nose. He gasped, then coughed, and whatever he was leaning against moved.
"Oh thank fuck." The relief was obvious in Kyles's tone. "You alright man?"
Everything seemed fuzzy, and when he reached up to adjust his glasses, they were gone.
"Th'fuck're m'glasses." He slurred. His head throbbed and he felt a little sick, and he vaguely wondered if he'd had anything to drink the night before.
"I think Audrey got them after the bouncer kicked that asshole out of the bar, yeah?"
Giuseppe squeezed his eyes shut and focused for a moment. This was still tonight, he was still at the bar, he recognized the decor now.
"Yeah, I got them, or what's left of them." Someone knelt in front of him and he squinted. Audrey.
"We're going to take you to the clinic, you were knocked out and we need to make sure the concussion isn't too bad okay?"
Concussion. He knew what that word meant...something about concussive blasts, pressure waves...
He'd been decked. He had to concentrate a lot harder than usual, but now he remembered losing his temper and punching a Marine...that was probably why his hand ached.
"Oh...yeah...punching people hurts more'n I thought."
Hiya! Just wanted to let you know that I love your writing and your blog. And I hope you have a good day/night.
Hi Echo!! Super glad to see you in my asks!
I'm glad the the content I create and share is good enough for you to stick around, and it always makes me grin when I see you've blown up my notifs c:
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So when either one of these idiots can't sleep, they wind up doing a number of different things. Sometimes, one will wake the other and they'll talk, either about what's keeping them awake, or about nothing. Sometimes they won't, and they'll go to the gym alone, or to the War Games sims, or maybe they'll stroll whatever ship or base they're stationed at. Or they might wake the other and do it together. There are other times where they lie there awake the whole night, not disturbing the other, trying to fall back asleep.
It honestly varies wildly.
There's even times where one just cuddles the other tightly and 8/10 they'll fall asleep.
🍪: Dogtags. She has a few sets of dogtags, given to her or taken respectfully from members of Noble Team. They're not something she's keen on letting go of any time soon.
🍩: JSFHKJSF a crime she's most likely to commit is murder, OOP—
as for being arrested for a crime, that's severely unlikely to ever happen to her XP
