Halo RPG

The elite quickly ducked. "WAH" he said and laughed. He then felt at his helmet. The bullet had scratched him at the top of the helmet. "yiikes" he thought. He showed no fear and quickly grabbed her, and threw her along the pelican floor.

She landed on her feet and crouched to keep balance as she skid backwards. She grabbed the floor with one hand to bring herself to a stop, then laughed. The Spartan stood and fired three rounds at the aliens chest.

Kiyo looked over at the grunt. "Why do you serve them?" He asked. "They push you around, scare you. They treat you like slaves. If you were to help the marine forces with your high tech weapons knowledge, I bet together we could fight them, and maybe even beat them. You would be thought of as heroes and not slaves, or ugly, nasty space aliens."

(Room for one more Spartan, folks?)

[]eh... it matters. Spartans arent very numerous, and we barely have any marines. Do you know alot about halo?[]

"?" The grunt looked quizically at the Marines, not undestanding a word, But hereing 'little one' And somewhat understanding. He pointed to Self "Yuki Pi!" He said and smiled under his breather. He grabbed the throttle and pushed it forward, the craft lurched "Ugahahaha!"

Kiyo pointed at the grunt. "Yuki Pi." He said, then he pointed at himself. "Kiyoshi."

"?" He cocked his head to the left, and moved the throttle involuntarily. The ship lurched again "YIKE!" He put it back to normal. "Yuki Pi!" He pointed to himself "Hiyroshi?" It sounded.

The ship jerked slightly, and the Spartan nearly lost her balance. Her shot hit the wall behind the elites head, and she threw the pistol aside in anger and plucked a rifle up off the ground.

He pointed at himself again. "Kiyo, Yuki Pi, Friends?" He tried to say it so it would understand. "Tekka. Mean to you?"

Tekka laughed as she ended her round. He stopped laugh when his plasma shield ended and a bullet pierced the armor. "ARGH! DEMON!" he shouted. He grabbed a dead marine and threw it at her. He then grabbed another energy sword, wielding two and igniting them. He looked at the grunt. "SLAVE! AID ME!" he shouted angry and looked then at the demon again. He ran towards her.

She charged at the elite, armed with only a combat knife. She neared the elite, and ducked quickly to avoid the searing hot energy. The spartan went underneath his legs and stood up behind him laughing as she drove the knife in between his shoulder blades. "You're losing your edge, give up you pathetic animal!"

He screamed out of anger. "NEVER!" he shouted and with an extreme power he hitted her at her helmet. "Well.. look at this" he looked at the knife. "How cute" he said litting at the knife. But even if it was small, compared to the sword, it made extreme pain. But he desided to not show weakness. He backed of her, grabbing another marine by his throat and backed up next to a corner and sat down holding the marine. He unignited the swords and putted them stuck to his armor. He then grabbed the marines head with one hand and his throat with his other. "One stepp and he is dead" he looked as his wound started to heal. He made sure the marine covered his whole body.

"You sick mother ****er...." Rage filled her voice. "You wanted me right? Let him go! Fight ME you coward." She stood, waiting for his reply. Unarmed combat was something she was good at, but against an elite her skills would be pushed far past their limits.

Tekka laughed. "We have different views of a coward, demon" he looked around. "My men leaving me, that is cowardly. This marine, is just an life ensurance" he said and smiled as he gripped the marine harder when it tryed to get loose.

"mam kill him it dosent matter about me" he strugled to breath under the elites intens grip

Tekka looked at the marine. "How brave of you" he said and looked at the marine, petting him on his head. Then gripping his head again. He looked at his wound. It hurted alot, especially when it healed.

"you will regret the day you alien basterds tangled with the core" he said as he drove his combat knife into the eliets side making him let go

he got his breath back his head and throught were throbing

She watched the elite toy with the marine, and her mind. "You will let him go now, or regret ever fighting this war." She took a step foward, trying hard to keep her anger in control.

ooc/ \ did u reed my last post?
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