Halo: Spartan III

((OOC:: Alright, this post is a bit sloppy but the idea gets across. Also, I know it's ahead of it's time, but I have a series of these to stick up so I am going to start now. Plus I'm bored... W/e, so begins Axel's tale in his home away from home. By the way guys, your very own Princess Wolf managed to get me back into this. Thank her or hate her, either way. ;D))

“It’s just a test Spartan… We need to know everything. Remember?” …

Yeah… I remember…

”I just need to know how much pain your kind can handle.” …

I know…

”You can rest tomorrow 00. There’s more to do today. We’re on a tight schedule.” …

I understand…

”I know you can do better. You’re not giving me everything you’ve got. The human race is depending on you. Is this what you want to give them.” …

…No…

”You have to teach them. 051 wont be able to train these ones yet.”

OK…

Col. Ackerson looked up at Axel, his eyes peering at the younger man through the rims of his glasses. The Colonel was impressed, not that he would show this “Axel” this, however Hasley’s Spartan-III program seemed to possess very good results, the same very good results of her previous program. Those Spartan’s were good, he knew that, any man did, but they were not cost effective. He glanced down at the papers in his hands once before bouncing the pile once in his hands to straighten them and setting them down.

“It seems…” He started, pushing the papers to one side and clasping his hands together for several seconds as he leaned slightly on the desk. “…that the results of the last exercise we had you do are almost five percent worse than what you’ve given us previously.”

“I know I-“

“I didn’t give you permission to speak Spartan.” The Col. Interjected, almost casually. Axel shut his mouth instantly, though it was clear he still wanted to talk. Satisfied, the Col continued. “As I was saying… the results showed a small, yet noticeable decline in your performance. Now I’ve had… done some looking, or research you could call it into the cause of this and I can’t seem to figure out why you are not performing as best as you can.”

“Colonel with all due respect I’ve never given you anything but my best.”
“That’s not how I see it Spartan. You’ve shown consistent improvement in your ability and technique but the past two weeks have seen you slacking… As such I’ve sent some modification requests to all the routine and other runs you do I think we’ve been to lack on you… We’re not pushing you hard enough. You’re too good for your own good. We can’t afford to have you getting lazy.”

“I’m tired.”

The Col. stopped. That wasn’t exactly the response he was expecting. In fact, it took him several seconds to send a reply. “I beg your pardon?”

“I’m tired.” Axel said again. “You’re not making things to easy for me you’re pushing me too hard and with all due respect Colonel you’re starting to get the results of your ideas. I’m not capable of what you ask me and my body’s starting to reject it.”

The Colonel was silent for nearly a minute. “I don’t think so. The exercises you do may be different from the ones you’re fellow Spartans are doing on reach but the difficulty is approximately the same. The Spartan II’s did many of your own exercises without this problem… I don’t see how you could fair worse… You’ve shown a high degree of resilience and strength of many sorts.”

“I-“

“Do better. If that’s your best, then your best is not good enough. You better start showing us more, Spartan, or we are going to have to do something about it. Am I clear?”

“Yes sir but-“

“Good.” The Colonel finished, cutting him off. “Now get some rest. You’re relieved early today.”

Axel sighed, almost inaudibly, and left the room with the proper formalities. He didn’t think his exercises were of similar difficulty… It was never this hard on Reach… Thoughts along the same line drifted through his mind as he made he made his way to sleep. He never considered the fact that unlike the others, he had to do his alone. There was no on there for him to talk to.

Or maybe is wasn’t that he didn’t know… Maybe it was just the fact that it hurt so much he did his best not to think of it.

Pain is your friend… It lets you know you’re still alive…

Jacob was tossing and turning in bed from the pain of having a few broken ribs.

Then he heard some kind of commotion and opened one of his eyes to see a few pillows start to fly around. One flew over Jacob's bed and hit the person next to me. When that person woke up being sore from the mission and tired from cleaing they juast picked their pillow up and threw it in a general direction. This chain reaction continued until the entire barracks seemed to be in a frenzy.

Jacob didn't want to get into this mess. So he leaned over to one side.....a herculian task in his condition closed his eyes and did his best to go to sleep.

(thx SW now I'm not the most popular guy here anymore disgust)

Abbra climbed out of bed, muttering a few choice words as she did. She threw the pillow she had been hugging onto the ruffled sheets and looked at Ray's bed, which had been slept in. Or at least Abbra thought so, if her friend had in fact come in through the night she hadn't stirred.

Rae was right, that was the one thing Abbra knew for sure as her leg went out from under her with the effort of standing. But she didn't want medication, the powerful pain killers she wanted couldn't be used on any kind of mission. Due to the fact it tampered with one's brain chemistry. "Lifes a *****." She muttered and limped out of the dorm.

Her still blue eye's fluttered along the stretch of hall, and from around the corner seen people leaving and entering the cafeteria. Grumbling she made her way in and looked around with little effort. Hoping she would recognize somebody at first glance.

Devonta was in one of the medical bays laying on a bed/table. He was now into some clothes and not his armour and his plasma wound was bandaged up. He didn't remember anything that had happened last night the only thing he knew was his name number and what had happened to his best friend Zeke.

Devonta had gotten up off of the table/bed he was lying on weakly walked into what looked like a cafateria he walked over to a girl (Abbra) and asked her

in a weak voice "hey where am i"

Abbra turned around, rather stunned. She arched her eyebrows in a spectacle manner and looked at Devonta. A boy she remembered from a mission, she wasn't exactly sure though. "You're in the cafeteria..." She muttered.

"Look, you must be really out of your mind with the medication they gave you. Do you want to go back to sleep? I'll take you to the medical center if you want. I'm sure they'll have a spare bed." Abbra said genitally, knowing she probably acted like that last night. Waves of pity washed over her as she seen bandages on Devonta and wished she could do something about it.

But wishing isn't very productive, where as getting him to a place where he could safly rest was. It wasn't that she didn't want to deal with him, it was the fact that she knew she couldn't deal with him. And that was what probably bugged her the most. He was hurt, and came up to her. And she couldn't do anything to help him.

"Woo! finally got my hair rebraided"

Wise walked down the hall until he heard a voice behind him luckly it was dark in the hall so no one could really see that good. The figure began to talk...'aren't you supposed to be in bed? you do know the punishment for this right?... Wise gulped as the man pulled out a whip.

"Um, no not really wasn't it something like..."

and before he finished the sentance wise was off to the races and cut into the cafeteria where he passed Abbra & Devonta and yelled back.

"Hi, can't talk, trainer with a whip!"

(how is that for help? 😐 )

Devonta responded to the girl

"hello my name is Devonta and i do not remember how i got here last night. What is your name?"

Devonta said to the girl then his face turned to a pain look and he grabbed his side in pain where the plasma burn was then he got light headed and fainted for a few seconds but as he was on the floor he couldnt gather up enough strength to get to his feet. Devpntas wound had started bleeding again.

in a very painful voice "ummm could you possibly help me please."

(spadeking ur still really unique)

Abbra rolled her eyes as she watched Wise. "Have fun." She muttered and waved quickly, attempting to make the sound of a cracking whip only to taunt him.

"Hey Devonta, a few people don't remember how we got here yesterday, did you get hit on the head?" She asked only to further her concern in such a situation. "My name's Abbra, but you shouldn't worry about details like my name."

She tucked a golden strand of hair behind her ear and flinched herself. Her stomach twisted in an unpleasant way as she watched him, and feeling pain herself. "Of coarse." She mutter and offered an arm to support him on. Although if she could barley walk around herself, how could she possibly walk with extra weight on her?

Abbra sighed and looked longingly down the hall where Wise had disappeared. "Damnit." She mouthed and focused her attention to Devonta. "Medical center it is?" She asked without emotion.

Devonta got up

"thank you for the hand i can walked myself"

Devonta got up and walked it off

"ok im feeln a lil better now. so why dont we go back to bed"

Devonta snuck back into the bunk room and went over and crawled into the bunk above Raevynn and fell asleep for a few hours before waking up to go and find abba.

Wise instead of heading into the bunks climbed into a nearby tree and watched as the trainer searched all the rooms checking for empty bed spots, luckly Wise's room was last, as soon as he looked into the thrid room Wise was in his making it look like he was sleeping the entire time.

OOC: when can we make it mornin lol

Abbra stood there, paralyzed in disbelief for a moment as Devonta walked away into her dorm. "It's going to be a long day." she muttered and sat in the door way. With much squirming and effort she found a somewhat cozy spot and supported her head on her shoulder. Which left an unpleasant straining in her neck. But sleep was sleep and she needed it. The thought of hard work didn't excite her, especially with a searing leg.

Uncomfortably she slept, often shifting to relieve pressure on her back. She'd never slept like this so in actuality she hated it. Although a personal sacrifice like a bed wasn't much and it was something she was willing to give up for half a night.

Originally posted by SilentWolf
[]Jump in now! It's the perfect chance for you to get to meet everyone. Missions are all about killin... no socializing.[]

Raevynn listened to Parker. Her emotions were still running rampant, and it was hard for her to keep them under control. As he showed her his arm, she stepped closer and squinted; as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"That's incredible." She sighed, her gaze returning to Parkers eyes. "I dont know what to think, but Im just glad that you'll be able to have two arms now."

As Parker continued to speak about Axel, she straightened up her posture and glared.

"Listen Parker, Axel didn't just die. I know he wouldn't. They stabilized his condition a long time ago. How could he just die like that? I wont stand for it." That being said, she turned her back sharply to him and trudged off towards the bunks, struggling to keep quite so she wouldn't wake any of the others.

*Parker sighed and rubbed his temple again. Maybe he took it too far by talking about Axel. He shook it off and continued down to his section of the bunks. He walked into his room, the door sliding shut behind him. He ignored the snoring on his roommate, climbing up the bunks and accidentally kicking one of them in the face, waking him. The Spartan yelled sleepily* "Hey watch it!" *Parker snapped at him* "Shut your trap or I'll do it for you!" *The Spartan fell silent when he noticed it was him, and rolled over, falling back to sleep. When he reached the top bunk, Parker jumped under the covers and rolled over, pulling off his glasses and setting them down on the small tray layed out beside him, and fell asleep.*

[I think Green needs his first slap.]

Green waked sleepily, plopping down on the ground beside Raes bed before nudging her lightly. "Wake up, girl!" He yelled rather loudly, shaking her now. "Wake up, damnit!" He plopped down beside her sighing some. "Man, you sleep like a rock.." He groaned lightly before laying his hand down next to her form, unaware that he actually layed it upon her chest.

Originally posted by Vathu
[I think Green needs his first slap.]

Green waked sleepily, plopping down on the ground beside Raes bed before nudging her lightly. "Wake up, girl!" He yelled rather loudly, shaking her now. "Wake up, damnit!" He plopped down beside her sighing some. "Man, you sleep like a rock.." He groaned lightly before laying his hand down next to her form, unaware that he actually layed it upon her chest.

( ur sick these kids are only 13 or 12 pedophile 😘 )

((Don't make me regulate again, lol.))

(please do before we're seeing what happens next unless SW decides to choke slam him off the bunks 😐 )

Abbra stirred and shot a look at green. "Who the hell are you?!" She snarled and slapped the back of his head. Now usually, she wasn't hostile, but he had simply asked for it. "And what the hell are you doing here?" She snapped and slapped his back, just hard enough for the slightest sting.

"Explain fast, I want to punch something." She said in low, grim tones as her fists slowly curled into tiny balls. Of coarse she wouldn't hurt him....badly. But this was the second time she had been woken up. "Fast". She warned as her eyes feel to the place where his hand lay; she only had to wait for Rae to wake up. To be frank, although Abbra didn't exactly warn him. She wasn't punching him because Rae probably would.