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"We're a minute out, everyone prepare for landing," the pilot called over the pelican's intercom.
In an instant, the Spartans double timed their last preparations, securing their weapons to holsters along with grenades and all manner of explosives before the two sitting in the middle of the group of six vanished.
The extra measure that was being taken besides Lord Hood's own personal over shield, were those two were Spartan members of Black Team. Though they were out of the customary black armor for once, they were the elite stealth warriors of the Spartan II program. With permanent active camoflague, extended supplies, and all manners of infiltration tools, they were well prepared to serve from the shadows.
And that was why they were there, in case this council pulled anything stupid.
As they finally touched down inside a massive hangar meant for ships much, much larger that a pelican, Lord Hood made his way off the drop ship, lead and followed by a pair of visible Spartans while a member of Black Team walked along either side.
The whir of antigravity generators caught his attention so in curiosity Hood watched to see what soldiers had accompanied the Arbiter, and he was certainly not disappointed.
First from the phantom were to white armored honor guards, the 'Light of Sangeheilios' Hood recalled, followed by a hulking pair of hunters, the arbiter, and then a pair of shimmers that dropped to the ground behind the Arbiter, following in the wake of the hunters as he took position ahead of them but behind the honor guards.
Satisfied with both their escorts, Lord hood followed the leading to Spartans to an already open hallway that eventually lead into a shockingly empty concourse for the docking level they were on. "It seems they're trying to prevent as much contact as possible with us, Arbiter," Hood whispered through a private comm line.
"So it would, however I would not doubt there are those who are watching even now," the Sangehieli replied.
"Most likely, the communication line to Admiral Chitose and the Supreme Commander is working?" Hood asked of no one in particular before watching a tiny 'yes' scrawl across his vision as one of the AIs in the fleet outside the Citadel listened to their communications.
As they walked in silence, Hood, the Arbiter and their guards marched till they reached a massive elevator at the end of the concourse which they boarded with a shrug from each of them beforehand. As soon as they were all aboard, the doors closed and the elevator began a rapid ascension through the structure of the station eventually slowing and coming to a halt at which point the doors opened to reveal an opulent entrance to what Hood presumed was their diplomatic chambers.
A wide plaza like area with a fountains and a large central staircase dominated the room, massive planters filled with pink flowered trees dominating a series of tiers along the staircase as Hood's inner soldier instantly recognized defensive positions for what they were as he and the Arbiter began advancing up the staircase to till they reached the top.
At the top, a warm, feminine voice rang out as it ran through the translator saying, "Welcome to the Citadel."
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Apologies for the long absence, I've had a heavy course load this semester and things have only been lightening up enough to get any writing done towards the end. I'll be trying to get some more done soon, but no promises.
And if you people don't stop bitching about the length of an update I simply put out to let you know I'm not dead I'm gonna upload a 25,000 word smut I wrote to piss with my English teacher as an interlude for you so so shove it.