Kurt didn’t miss the censure in Matt’s voice but he also could hear the frustration as well. It was obvious his brother was unhappy with his current assignment and he suspected it was because he was for all intents and purposes a Spartan stuck among the rabble.
Matt might not be able to don MJOLNIR but he was still in his heart one of the most highly trained soldiers humanity had ever created.
“Maybe so but I feel like we’ve both had enough being traded about like pieces on a chess board at the hands of others so I want your opinion on the matter before I go kicking over hornet’s nests on your behalf, Matt.” Kurt said; voice deadly serious now as were his eyes. Was this the true Kurt-051? He was no longer the teenage Spartan Maine had once known. But perhaps that was to be expected considering it had been more than twenty years and the better part of a war since they’d last seen each other.
“If you don’t want to go back to that unit, let me know and I’ll find you a spot on our ship when we leave tonight. We can come up with a believable cover story for your disappearance. It wouldn’t be the first time, I assure you.” This was said with a hint of self-deprecating humor. No, it wasn’t the first time they’d faked a Spartan’s death in order to abscond them into Kurt’s unit.
“I’ll take one card.” That certainly said a lot about his hand. He could have two pairs or was working his way towards a flush or a straight or even a full house.
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Matt might not be able to don MJOLNIR but he was still in his heart one of the most highly trained soldiers humanity had ever created.
“Maybe so but I feel like we’ve both had enough being traded about like pieces on a chess board at the hands of others so I want your opinion on the matter before I go kicking over hornet’s nests on your behalf, Matt.” Kurt said; voice deadly serious now as were his eyes. Was this the true Kurt-051? He was no longer the teenage Spartan Maine had once known. But perhaps that was to be expected considering it had been more than twenty years and the better part of a war since they’d last seen each other.
“If you don’t want to go back to that unit, let me know and I’ll find you a spot on our ship when we leave tonight. We can come up with a believable cover story for your disappearance. It wouldn’t be the first time, I assure you.” This was said with a hint of self-deprecating humor. No, it wasn’t the first time they’d faked a Spartan’s death in order to abscond them into Kurt’s unit.
“I’ll take one card.” That certainly said a lot about his hand. He could have two pairs or was working his way towards a flush or a straight or even a full house.