(Sorry for the long wait. I didn't feel like the last version of this story seemed right for me. I had a hard time trying to figure out where the story is going. So i thought a redo would help reinvigorate my passion for writing. If you feels that this was a wrong move for me, voice that. I would like to hear you guys out. Thank you for your patients and sorry for the long wait. )
The news sank in deep. Sweat beaded down her forehead. Timed slowed down as she bolted towards the door, but as she did. She was held by two ODST in midnight black ballistic armor. One still wore his helmet. Gripping the blond woman's arm with strength and silence. While the other without his helmet spoke calmly.
"Look, We still have a war kid. He was the enemy. Even if we saved him. It would have been better than captured by us and scrutiny from the others." His grip grew stronger. Trying in all his might to stop the upset woman who pushed further and further till she collapsed onto the ground sobbing in tears. Behind the crying woman, stood another woman with blond hair and ODST armor. Her armor was different from the others. Only by a blue hue for the main chest plated.
"Buck!" The female ODST spoke and placed her hand directly on the shoulder of the crying woman. Which cause the woman to stiffen up. Her sobs became sniffles, then became silence before a voice broke from her lips.
"Shi." Then she went back to silence. The female ODST looked at the other two members. The fully armored ODST shrugged, while the clean cut ODST just shook his head before letting go and leaving with the female ODST. Silence lingered heavily in the room, forcing the other ODST to pat the shoulder of the crying woman and leave.
She slowly stood up. Arms slowly crossed, body slumped on the wall. Tears still rolling down her cheeks. She choked down her next sob. Putting it down as she gazed past the door. Seeing nothing put grey steel. Her mind drifted off, her stare grew blank as she watched the door. Never moving. Never making a sound except for the subtle sigh.
Behind her, standing around the corner, stood a beady eyed alien. Quills that slicked back like hair. Body frail and only wearing a dirty white tank top and olive green colored shorts. His clicked his beak like mouth before turning around to face a curly red haired woman. She just clung onto the alien, holding him tightly. The woman watched. Seeing the blond female fade to silence.
Moments pass, the blond female nods. Slowly feeling her body yearn for sleep. Her eyes begged to close, but she could not. She had to keep them open. Just for a few more moment. Her vision faded, blurred the more she kept her eye on that door. Then darkness.
She woke up to the coldness of the metal desk. Digital tablets scrawled all over the desk. Each having medical scans of patients. Her body moved sluggishly and her head pounded. She moved one arm, pushing the data pads forward. She rose her head from the desk and brought her hand to the bridge of the nose. Taking one more deep breath, she examined her surroundings. Finding that she once again had fallen asleep in the office due to her late night hours.
She moved her hand to the left and placed her palm lazaly onto the surface of the desk. Which caused the desks surface to light up as a screen. A voice spoke from the desk, mono toned and robotic.
"Greetings, Melody Vovel. Today's date is September 23rd, 2558. You have three messages. Would you like me to play them?" Melody hesitated before speaking in a dry manner.
"Yes Milla." Melody swallowed again waiting for the voice to talk again.
"Message one is from Roger. He asked if you would like to go out tonight at seven. Would you like for me to reply with the same response"
"Yes." Her voice was stern and annoyed.
"Replying with the same no. Miss Vovel, he seems quite persistent." Melody scoffed at the voice. " Message two has a response from one of you patients. He seems quite pleased with the replacement robotic leg. Though he sees to be having issues with it in the morning. Should I reply with a schedule appointment."
"Yes Milla." Melody neatly stacked the data pads on the corner of the desk.
"Scheduling an appointment for September 26th, 2558. Message three is from Michelle. She asks if she can get a check up on Siv. He isn't doing well after the scouting mission."
"Tell her to come visit sometime today or tomorrow. I'll give him a personal check up."
Melody seemed relieved that her day seems normal. Almost perfect, until she turned around. She looked behind her, turning the seat, to view the armor piece behind her. It was a chest plate. Belonging to someone she cared about. It was non human and belong to a sangheili. Burns and scrapes plagued the armor. Sporadic dents littered its surface. Giving the smooth armor some slight textures. The armor itself brings some hard memories, but in the end she smiled.