[meme] RvB & Halo AU Meme

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Ever wonder what your Freelancer would do if they were able to fight in the war, or how the Spartans would behave if they were recruited as Freelancers? Here's your chance to find out!

How to play:

• Post a top-level with your RvB or Halo character


• List preferences and ideas, or write a starter


• Tag around! It doesn't have to be strictly characters from the other setting, either. Put two Freelancers in the ODST, or put Master Chief and Cortana in Project Freelancer. Let your imagination be your guide!


• Have fun!

Comments

[silent_scowling]

Basics, that was more than Maine had in some regards. He considers the armor and nods to himself. "Time to get that on. Let's see how you move."

He was going to have to cover this guy's ass. What he wanted was a partner and that clearly wasn't going to happen at all. So he had to train it up.

[notyourrookie]

"Yes sir!"

He can't help the thrill of excitement. He'd tried the armour for a brief period and was eager to try it again.

He's already wearing his undersuit, and strips down to it as the machinery sets up to get the armour ready.

[silent_scowling]

Well that energy was interesting, that excitement. At least that was something that a Spartan should feel when in the situation. Despite himself Matt cracked a small smile at the younger Spartan.

"I'm more than willing to help you manage it," Matt offers, backing up a step. The machine did most of it, but he didn't mind helping the man learn to work the machines. "I want to make sure you know how to run the machine."

[notyourrookie]

David flashes a brief smile back. "I'd appreciate it. Be quicker. Give me a better idea of what I'm doing. Don't think the people demonstrating had half as much experience."

Not as much experience as someone who wore it nearly every day, who had to live in it. There was an intimacy in using a piece of equipment over and over again.

[silent_scowling]

"Kills normal people," Matt answered immediately. Didn't need saying, but it was also said. Mjolnir was expensive and deadly for all involved. This wasn't a toy. It was a weapon, and life.

Still, the kid is excited and Matt tilts his head toward the armor. "Stand in the rig. It will do most of the work."

[notyourrookie]

"They might also have been kind of scared of it." They'd looked nervous demonstrating it. Like it might bite them. But David... David doesn't really feel scared of anything. Not anymore. Maybe when he'd been a little kid, after the loss of his colony, but that's long since been wiped away by rage.

He nods and steps up into the rig, looking around himself with curiosity. He wants to understand it more than anything.

[silent_scowling]

"Machine is strong enough to take a man apart," Matt shrugs as he makes sure David is clearly and properly positioned. After that was done he brings up the control panel and punches in the authorization code to start it.

"It runs itself. Stay still."

A Spartan could stay still for a damn long time, but it wouldn't take too long. The machines were efficient.

[notyourrookie]

"Plenty of things can do that and they're still sending people out to fight them." The people who'd trained them, he gets them. But the ones in pristine uniforms who stay back and shuffle paperwork? He has a less favourable opinion about them.

He stays absolutely still as the machine activates, barely moving except to breathe slowly and evenly. It'd be embarrasing to get this far and get crushed.

[silent_scowling]

"Plenty of things," Matt agrees. "Including us."

That was the point of Spartan. But he didn't care. There was a job to do and he was glad to do it. Just less glad since his loss. Which didn't matter because he had a duty. And that duty included watching the machine do it's quick work of taking pieces of armor off of the shelves around it, heavy things a normal person couldn't lift, and holding it in place while it bolted the stuff on around David.

"We'll see if you qualify."

[notyourrookie]

It's a somewhat strange feeling, feeling the armour being clamped around him and sealed. Good thing he isn't claustrophobic. Finally the helmet is put on, the HUD flaring to life in a wave of colour and sensation, and Wash can steps away.

[silent_scowling]

"So," Matt says as he considers the younger Spartan, "ready to try that out a bit?"

Walking to start of course. He wants to make certain he can evaluate the man's comfort levels before they spar any.

[notyourrookie]

"Yes sir!" He can't help the thrill of excitement. He wants to be back out in the field as soon as he can, and if this helps him to do that... well, he's going to make it happen.

[silent_scowling]

Too eager, but it was a Spartan thing Matt supposed. So he nods and steps back for David to have room. He just gestures for the man to advance. "Break your ship and I don't care. Break mine..."

The threat didn't need to be completed. Matt was more experienced with his own armor, he could probably put the kid down easily.

[notyourrookie]

He can't help but be eager. He was build for war and this technology is going to make him better at it. He needs to be active, to keep pushing forward.

He moves forward, careful as he can be because he can feel the power of the armour. "I think they'd prefer if we didn't destroy any of our own ships."

[silent_scowling]

"I think I'd prefer it even more than they did. I've lost comrades to poorly spent time outside of ships," Matt counters. He watches the man carefully, paying attention to how he moves. Seemed like he was succeeding at controlling it a bit. Good to know. The stuff could pretty much turn a thought into action faster than many people could process.

[notyourrookie]

It does take some effort and more concentration than he'd expected. Sometimes it almost feels like the armour is moving him rather than the other way around. It's a little weird.

He stands still, and flexes his fingers, feeling how it contracts and moves with him. "This is incredible." It puts every other armour to shame.

[silent_scowling]

Of course it did. Maine had read about the SPI Armor and it's modifications. Whoever had done that knew what MJOLNIR could do, but it was no replacement for MJOLNIR itself. He knew the rush of the suit as it got better. Beautiful.

"It is. Give yourself space from the walls. I would like you to do a warmup exercise. Shadowboxing."

[notyourrookie]

This is more like it. He knows what he's capable of and getting to show it, even just a little, is much better than being stared at just for existing. He moves a little further into the room and then walks to the centre of the room, falling into stance, arms raised. He can feel the suit humming somehow, like it's a living thing in its own right.

[silent_scowling]

Did the kid think Matt intended to face him? Ridiculous. But he supposed he could allow it. The large Spartan rolled his shoulders and shifted into a basic defensive stance. He won't fight back. But he will block and do minor dodges. Give the kid something to aim at.

"Go," Matt instructs. No way some fake kid Spartan would be able to get through his guard.

[notyourrookie]

Why not? Better to get a feel for how it'll hit in a semi-real situation. He wants to feel the impact, or at least feel how his reflexes work against something more tangible than his own shadow.

He starts out slow, an obvious punch to get a feel for the distance. He knows it'll be easy to block, but that's not the point.

[protective_logic]

Maine catches the punch easily, but he does nod at that. Good, he's learning, but he needs to be faster. There is more than just knowing where to go. But being cautious and thoughtful is good. Important. The best sort of caution that a SPARTAN should have.

"Again," Maine insists. "If you can land a blow then we're good."

Of course he won't. He can't be good enough to do it. But they'll figure it out.

[notyourrookie]

Okay, that helps. He just needs to get used to the armour first, the speed and the strength of. He thinks he has a slightly better idea now. The next punch comes faster and harder, but still much gentler than he knows he could be, adjusting to the armour humming against his nerves.

[silent_scowling]

"Again," Matt repeats, because he doesn't intend to let the man stop until he's satisfied that David will be able to adjust to the armor. Of course, it would be better to give the man more time to deal with armor adjustment. But time wasn't something any of them tended to have in abundance.