ooc yes it was on the radio
"plo the hunters have joind our fight , the profits think us too grate a risk to them as we may take it as a insult that the dirty apes are now the honer guards but surely they new my loyalty was with the elites who saved me rather that the profits all they have done is treat me like a wepon were as you treat me as a friend so you have my support as well over and out " there was a big explotion as spartan 101 took out a dropship
"Well maybe Spartan you can help us defeat these Brutes it would help your men as well as our men or you could sit in this cage and rot. so you decide i wanna help my friends personally i care not for you or any other spartan except the one that befriended our kind the rest of you are untrustworthy. so what say you will you help us"
"Indeed it is. I hate brutes, always had and always will" he said. A marine walked infront of him, with a shotgun, pushing it in his chest and triggered of. *BAAM* But the plasma shield was still active. Plo smiled, as the marine grabbed panic and started to back. "H-How?" he said. Plo looked at him. "Pick your target better, next time, instead of taking your worst enemy" he said as he cut the head of the marine. The shield recharged. "I love my suit"