"oh no" Archerson said as everyone rushed over to check on him, Garrett frozen stiff.
"how the hell do we undo this?" Jr. asked.
"I dunno how, the controls must have gone off when a sufficient amount of mass was placed on it. Garrett is frozen in that fight" Wilson said.
"well how to we unfreeze him private?!" Archerson barked.
"I dunno, it's a type 3, I wouldn't be able to make heads or tails of it, there are only a select few who knew bits of it and they're in our world" Wilson replied, apologizing to his senior commanding officer.
"no… we have to get him out… we can't just leave him like this…" Shion said as KOS-MOS walked up slowly, everyone watching her as she put her hand out, slowly running her hand over his faceplate as he stood there, motionless, stuck in horror and pain.
"there's another problem though" Michaels suddenly said as everyone looked at him.
"what's that doc?" Greys asked.
"even if we did get him out of there, his med lines were starting to flatline, and I don't know enough about the cybernetics in him and the augmentations to keep him up. On a second note, does anyone know how to get that armor off him? Cause I sure as hell don't, and that takes time. By the second, if we don't get the shit off him quick, he'll die" Michaels told them.
Everyone looked around distraught as their wounded comrade stood there. From one view, he was trapped, never to be in normal time again, but he was alive. From another view, he could be gotten out of, set free from his bindings of the stasis, but could die if he didn't receive immediate medical attention.
"shit… what are you saying, we leave him in there until we figure out how to save his life? Are you fucking saying this thing is acting as a temporary life support system for Garrett?" Archerson asked.
"Yes sir, that's what I'm saying. If we get him out, that's a big if, I don't know if I can save him" Michaels told them.
"so wait, you're telling me the only few people who know a shit about Spartans are in our world?" Greys asked.
"well, yes, actually. Dr. Halsey, she's heading the project" Wilson said.
"bullshit, no way she could have outlived 100 years of the Covenant War. No way man" Greys growled.
"unless she was in a temporal stasis…" Archerson whispered.
"wait, what? What do you mean?" Wilson asked.
"coded reports said she was alive and well in black ops in the event our squad mate ever had to get fixed up. She and a few other unknowns had escaped a temporal anomaly of classified origins that held her as well as others in a dimensional rift. While I obviously don't know the whole story, she knows how to get Garrett back to normal most likely" Archerson told them.
"um, problem with that sir, she's on our world" Wilson told him.
"so we GET her HERE. Who is coming through the dimensional rift to this world private?" Archerson growled.
"Covenant" Magen responded.
"are you loco sir? You want us to bust through Covenant lines to pick up a doc that may or may not save Garrett?" Helden asked.
"who said anything about breaking through enemy lines? Besides, in our current state, I doubt we'd make it past grid point one towards that portal, wherever it is. What we gotta do first is find it. Then, once we have a lock on, send a coded signal through. It'll relay off the Black Widow sat and hopefully get to the Doc. If she's just as I've read about her, she'll care about her pet Soldier to get over here somehow. We can cause a diversion on this side for the Covenant when everything is prepared, once of course we get a plan set up with her" Archerson told everyone. They gawked in silence at him.
"what? What I say?" the Captain asked.
"you aren't serious are you sir?" Magen asked.
"it's our only hope of getting him out corporal, do you REALLY wanna leave our friend in that thing?" Archerson said, thumbing behind him towards the stasis chamber.
"ok, so how do we find this portal?" Shion asked.
"we're on an enemy ship Shion, with stolen forerunner technology. SOMEONE must have kept a log of it's manuever trajectories and engine burn ballistics, heat emission, landing spots, even weather readings could be read as where it was in the world. Tracking 101 Shion" Archerson thumbed his nose.
"considering this ship is gonna capsize, we need to get it soon" Magen said.
"understood. Wilson, get on it yesterday, everyone else, help me move this damned thing into the pelican's drop bay" the Captain sighed and moved towards the frozen battle, pushing it towards the edge as the pelican came into land. KOS-MOS and T-elos assisted, bracing it as they moved.
Garrett wobbled in the machine and tipped, KOS-MOS rushing to catch him as he fell over.
"whoa, look at that… he can be shifted out of the normal stasis partition… at least we know we won't need to contend with the Revenants when we do get him out…" Wilson said.
"shifted out of the wha?" Greys asked.
"never mind, it means he isn't frozen directly to that area of existence. Think about how an iceberg flows. It's not connected to any one piece of land, and the ice blocks that break away are still part of the iceberg, they just aren't connected anymore. Get what I'm saying?" Wilson told him.
"oh" Greys said, still not getting it and shaking his head.
"push!" Archerson said as they slid the machine into the back of the pelican, before piling in as the ship rocked.
"Wilson…" Archerson said as the tech typed furiously into his computer.
"gimme a few more…" Wilson said as he watched code flicker across his screen.
"we don't have a few more! This thing is gonna drop out of the sky! Are you done yet?" Archerson yelled.
"done! Downloaded!" Wilson said as he closed his laptop and the pelican lifted off, breaking it's connection with the ship's computer and escaping.
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"ok, so tell me again, where is this portal?" Archerson asked.
"inside the Ark entrance station sir, the one we got out of" Wilson told him.
"jesus we gotta go back in there?" Greys said.
"it was bad enough fighting the gnosis in there, now it's occupied by another force we don't understand" Shion said.
"a force that YOU don't understand, we know how they act Shion, don't forget that" Magen said.
"ok, we found the point of singularity to pass the info through, now we just need a real how to do it" Archerson said.
"the professor and I have been working on sliding the message across one of their AI carrier transmissions on the Revenants, and transmit it right along their own communications, then slip off and land on the black widow. They shouldn't even know we sent it if we disguise it as a trash code the Revenant is getting rid of or sending back for analysis" Wilson said.
"how long before we would have a solid translink established?" Archerson asked.
"dunno sir, that's if she's reading her email. If she isn't, we're fucked" Wilson told him.
"pray against the odds private" Archerson said as they sat in their camp on the Elsa.
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KOS-MOS sat on the edge of the machine as Garrett was laid out on a cot, his hands still frozen out in the fire fight. She stared at him, looking at the amount of damage his armor had taken. Fully one third of the armoring panels were crushed dented or ripped raggedly off, with what looked like blue ooze coming out of multiple wounds. She was confused slightly at that, she saw that he bled red blood, but that the blue ooze seemed to be coming from the armor.
"aren't you tired?" Shion suddenly said behind her. KOS-MOS looked up at her.
"I am fine Shion, really, you should be resting" KOS-MOS said before turning back around.
"what's wrong KOS-MOS? Please tell me" Shion asked.
"it is nothing. Do not worry about me" KOS-MOS said as her voice slightly wavered.
"KOS-MOS, you're my friend. You know you can talk to me whenever you feel like it. Is it because of Garrett? We'll find a way to get him out" Shion said.
Silence between the two as KOS-MOS stared.
"Magen had said that if Dr. Halsey could not undo what was happening here, that she might have to take Garrett back with her through the portal" KOS-MOS told her softly.
"then he'd get the treatment he needs. That would still work" Shion said.
"I don't want him to leave…" KOS-MOS suddenly said.
"huh? But, KOS-MOS, you don't want him to be healed?" Shion asked.
"no, it is not like that Shion. I… I don't want him to go back, and leave us… leave me…" KOS-MOS whispered.
"wait a minute… are you saying you… KOS-MOS, I don't know. Are you sure you feel this way towards him?" Shion asked.
"I do not know how to respond to him. This feeling when he is nearby, I've never felt it except when Mary and I were one, and only towards Chaos. Now that they are back together, I am… at a loss to know how I am to react towards him. Is this… is this love?" KOS-MOS asked.
"I… don't know KOS-MOS. He's strong, smart, noble, dashing, a good fighter, honorable, fairly hansom too. But KOS-MOS, he's a soldier, his personality… he's… he doesn't seem to blend in well in the normal world. He will always be a soldier. I don't know if he even thinks that way towards you" Shion tried to explain.
"What are you saying? That he wouldn't care about me?" KOS-MOS suddenly turned towards her friend, confused.
"no, no, I'm not saying that, it is just… well, it's difficult to explain. I don't quite think he sees what you show. I don't know how he would respond towards those kinds of feelings. After all, how would you act if you were still a machine with no heart, no soul KOS-MOS? How would you act towards a man telling you they cared about you?" Shion asked.
KOS-MOS looked down at the ground, thinking.
"but Garrett isn't a machine… he's human" KOS-MOS said.
"then… maybe, maybe he'll understand how you feel. The only way you'll know is when we get him back safe and sound" Shion said as she put her hand on her friend's shoulder, rubbing it comfortingly.
"I hope you are right Shion. I hope he'll understand" KOS-MOS said as she looked at the prone Spartan laying on the cot.
The blue haired woman's stomach suddenly growled.
"hehe, KOS-MOS, let's go get something to eat, you've been worried all day and sitting here this whole time. Come on, I'm sure everything will be ok" Shion said as she helped KOS-MOS up and towards the door, no one else in the medical bay but the wounded supersoldier.
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"aww shit!" Wilson blurted out as Magen got up from her seat.
"ok, what now?" she asked over his shoulder.
"that's the third fucking time I've tried to relay the transmission through the Revenant's link up. Something is stopping it and ballooning it away from where I want it sent" Wilson said.
"have you tried to bounce it around? Maybe you hit a short frequency or something" Magen told him.
"nah, tried that, whatever it is keeps moving to block the transmission. It's almost as if it's alive… I'm running out of ideas" Wilson said.
"wait a minute, that reflect point right there… check the log now" Magen said as she squinted over his shoulder. He brought up the logs of his recent tries.
"there, right there, see that? That code… isn't that…" Magen started to say.
"an AI interference sequence. Oh shit, this could be a problem" Wilson said as he jumped out of his chair.
"Captain Archerson to base camp, we might have a problem soon" Magen said over the intercoms as she ran to help disconnect the computers.
"what sort of problem?" Archerson asked.
"We might soon have an uninvited guest inside the ship if we don't shutdown all nonessential systems now" Magen said just as the computer started to glitch.
"Shit, it's downloading, Greys, cut those wires over there!" Wilson yelled just as Greys leapt from his cot, half asleep but pulling out his knife and ripping through a pack of cables.
"still no good!" Magen said as she saw the computers downloading.
"how the hell… THE SERVER!" Wilson yelled as both of them ran towards the machine, Greys throwing a pistol to Magen who fired at it. The little computer sputtered and fizzled before it burst into smoke, shutting itself off.
"well, that was a close call… I guess we just have to be a bit more…" Wilson tried to say as the alarms went off.
"oh hell…" Wilson clinched his eyes shut as the download was reading complete and unloading hecta packets in the secondary computers in the Professor's room.
"damn it, move!" Magen yelled as the marines ran towards the room and busted in, the professor yelping and Scott screaming like a catholic school girl.
"uh oh…" Wilson said as he pointed, a holographic image starting to materialize and the door slamming shut behind them.
"well well well, with all the cutting of wires out there, I'm surprised I was able to get out of the Ark at all" a female voice said.
"Who the hell… wait… didn't the emergency reading before our squads were killed say something about an AI downloaded into the Ark's mainframe?" Greys asked as he held up a fire axe, ready to tear into more computer chips and circuits.
"gee, you'd figure you'd be smart enough to try and link up transmission and attempt to get me out of there" the female voice said as an image of a long haired pixie appeared hovering over the holo display, code flickering through her skin.
"oh, it's one of ours" Magen sighed.
"gee, that's the response I get? Oh it's one of ours? God, you guys made it difficult for me to get here!" the AI said.
"that isn't Morrigan it looks like" Greys said.
"duh Greys, I tend not to like looking like a scruffy male. The name's Athena" the pixie said as she sat on an invisible object, bringing her right knee to her chest.
"were you the one who was stopping me from getting that transmission out?" Wilson asked.
"wow, took you a while to figure that one out, yes it was me, and for good reason. You'd have triggered half the security systems and four different AIs to have seen it and alert the covenant. Nice try though, nearly missed that last one" Athena said as she smirked annoyed.
Just then Archerson and the rest of the crew entered into the room, rifles held and aiming around for intruders.
"what the… how'd she get in here?" Archerson asked as the team watched.
"she, well, downloaded herself into the ship sir" Wilson squeaked out.
"HOW?!" Archerson asked.
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"so will the transmission work now?" Wilson asked as Athena floated over the table nearby, checking over his work.
"Yeah, it should, and without any problems in the future. At least I got to proof read the work before you blundered in on that. I even put my own personal touch on the note being sent back" Athena grinned ear to ear with a catty grin.
"uh oh… what did you add?" Wilson asked.
"it's already sent, you'll figure it out when she sees it" Athena said.
"IF she sees it, that's a big if" Wilson rubbed his forehead.
"she'll see it, I went through the double tap channels through UNSC VLT satellites. She'll know, trust me" Athena said.
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Two days later
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Majah sat down at the dining table she had set her purse on. The ball she was at was boring her. Most of the men there either wanted to know her research progress, idle chatter, or simply oogle at her body. She was by far the most beautiful woman at the place, as most of the other women were either married to old generals or didn't realize makeup can be a good thing or a hindrance to their faces. She was lucky in her genes, her long black raven hair spilling down her back to her waist as she wore her short white dress, emerald eyes squinting at the a small object being pulled out of her purse.
She casually blew away some of her baings near her eyes out of the way as she read through her cell phone's mail, unread messages and missed calls.
"hey gorgeous, how bout a dance?" a man said nearby to her.
"um, well, I'm sort of tired right now, sorry, but… oh wait, I think general Hopkins wants to speak to you" Majah as the man turned around, straightening his tie for the presentation before realizing he wasn't meeting the officer. He turned around to find that she had disappeared into the crowd with her purse in tow.
Majah slipped through a tight gathering of people only to have a hand come out around her shoulder and pull her towards the group, an old man introducing her to another military rep.
"ah, here she is, the right hand woman of Dr. Halsey. How is the work coming along? I hear you're making leaps and bounds with that brain of yours" the man said as he elbowed her in the side, she smiling as best she could to hide she didn't want to be there.
"and lovely as well. So tell me, Ms. Barrington, how do you like the dance? I know it's not quite the normal board meeting but I couldn't just hold one of those all the time" general Narois, the center man in the group she thought was named, said to her.
"oh, it's, nice, really" she smiled and felt awkward as everyone looked at her.
"did you know she graduated top of her class at sixteen from Harvard? It's incredible! Following in the footsteps of our greatest minds in history!" the old man, Mr. Jenkins she thought his name was, said. He was the owner of the mansion the ball was being presented in, and chattery as hell to her.
"Well, I'll let you get back to your mingling, oh wait, here comes my son, David. Come here David, there's someone I'd like you to meet" the general said just as Majah pulled out, sneaking away despite being the most obvious attraction at the ball. She adjusted a strap on her shoulder as her dress slid awkwardly, scratching slightly as she made it to the door just as she saw the message on her phone.
" urgent. Meet me outside immediately, I'm picking you up " was seen on her phone, text messaged to her by Dr. Halsey. She blew some baings out of her eyes again and left, walking down the stairs of the giant mansion only to have a large limo pull up quickly.
"get in" Dr Halsey said through the window as a guard opened the door for her.
"something's wrong isn't it" Majah asked.
"yes it is, something very wrong" Halsey said as Majah slipped inside, adjusting her small skirt to cover her thighs before crossing her legs.
"oh, Ms. Barrington! Um, you're, you're leaving already?" a man's voice was heard nearby as she looked out the window. It was the son of general Narois, David.
"she's occupied" Dr Halsey casually said out the window before the limo drove off, the stuttering young man with a slight case of acne looked around bewildered as he adjusted his tie.
"thanks for the rescue" Majah said, smirking.
"I never liked those kinds of meetings myself. Anyways, read" Halsey said as she threw a data pad to her, the young woman rubbing her green eyes from the smoke of the cigars and read the message.
VERIFY. CODE BLACK TRANSMISSION. AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL READING ONLY.
ODST GROUP IN DIMENSIONAL RIFT. COORDINATES REGISTERED AND VERIFIED GRID 3429.5 MARK 453.5 HEAD POINT 2. DOUBLE RIFT ACKNOWLEDGED. SPARTAN IS DOWN. REPEAT, SPARTAN IS DOWN. REQUEST LINK UP WITH ODST SQUAD. HOSTILES BLOCKADING ESCAPE AND MEDICAL. REQUEST ASSISTANCE ASAP. HELP US DR. HALSEY. END TRANSMISSION. DATE UNKNOWN. TIMESTAMP UNKNOWN.
"this has to be a joke, all transmissions have timestamps and date registrations" Majah said.
"unless it came from a black hole response or a supernova responsive area. This might be something similar. The response codes were from none other than Captain Archerson, in charge of the 105th Black Ops" Dr Halsey told her.
"Wait… that's…" Majah suddenly gasped.
"where Garrett is assigned to" Dr. Halsey said.
"alright, what do we need to do?" Majah asked.
"the Spartan IIIs are currently occupied, Kelly and the others are also at different points of the galaxy, we can't get in touch with them. I think I've found another way we can get to them though. Have you completed the finishing touches on the sub space armory MKII?" Halsey asked.
"why do you think I even went to the ball in the first place? The techs inserted everything needed inside now, no worries on that" Majah nodded.
"Good. We're heading to the station now" Halsey told her.
"Dr Halsey" Majah started to ask.
"What is it Majah" the old woman said.
"is it true?" the raven haired beauty said as she looked out the window.
"it seems to be true. Garrett is currently wounded, and by the looks of the excess transmission I didn't show you, by Covenant Revenants no less" she finished.
"you can't be serious? Those things are in working order?" Majah gasped, wide eyed.
"that's what I would like to find out Majah, that's what I'd like to find out" Halsey stated as the limo rushed towards the research station, escorted by four heavily armored warthogs.
"I hope we can get there in time" Majah whispered.
"when we reach the station, prep for emergency medical, and get to the armory and get issued a rifle. We may have to do this one on our own" Halsey said as she pushed her glasses up her nose with her middle finger.
"we won't have any support? Why a rifle? You aren't suggesting we fight the Covenant do you?" Majah asked wide eyed.
"no, but it may be necessary to accrue a ship… without the normal means" Halsey told her.
"where are we going?" Majah asked.
"last response came from the planet Vellius Prime, where the Helljumpers were dropped off. That was over two weeks ago. No response since then. From the information I could gather, the remaining squads other than Garrett's are KIA by encroaching covenant forces. The UNSC is currently trying to fight them off with the help of three Trinity carriers, but they're throwing everything they can at us. There's something down there that means a lot to them" Halsey told her.
"so you want us to go in without an escort and find out. Can't they just send another squad of ODSTs? I'm a research specialist Dr., a medic, and a technician. NONE of those give me combat clearance in a fire fight, or make me very good at handling a trained covenant soldier" Majah mocked.
"we all have to make sacrifices. Garrett did, why can't you" Halsey coldly said. Majah shut up at that remark, and stared out the window again.
"nearing security gate, stand by" the driver said as they handed in ID badges and drove through. The limo parked, and both ladies were let out, walking briskly towards the entrance doors.
"VERIFY" the door's automated command locks asked.
"Dr. Katherine Halsey" Halsey said.
"Dr. Majah Barrington" Majah told the door as it funneled through it's listing of vocal responses and tonal controls.
"targets verified. Opening door. Welcome" the automated voice said as both women entered, walking down a long hallway towards a dome room filled with machines and walled off cubicles.
"ah, Doc, how ya doin today?" a New York accent piped up as a holo image materialized floating nearby both women.
"Slim, route power through the testing area, disable security in that section and prime two emerg suits for us. Get the medical equipment loaded you know where and… prep the new suit and put it inside as well" Dr Halsey told the AI.
"new suit? What new suit?" Majah asked.
"just because you know MOST of the research about the Spartan 4 does not mean you know all of it. MJOLNIR MK10 is complete" Halsey told her.
"I thought the MJOLNIR suits were obsolete to the Caduceus design? Why are we bringing ancient armor to him?" Majah asked.
"the MJOLNIR armor stopped at MK7. What you didn't know is the Caduceus was used as test bed for new technology to emplace into the newer models of the MJOLNIR. Garrett was testing new technology on the field, so it was agreed on to give him the prototype vs. the standard armor. Considering it would have caused a great deal of suspicion having him running around with a suit that looked strangely like the original Spartans, any reporter nearby if he was on a habited world could snap a picture of him and place it on the news, blowing his cover" Halsey told her.
"now, get ready, we have a lot to do" Halsey said as she pulled a lab coat and went into another room, leaving Majah to her own devices.
"hey babe, looking sweet in that dress an all, but ya might wanna think about getting that suit on. Don't worry girlie, I won't look" Slim winked and gave her a thumbs up before disappearing. Majah sighed. She hated cocky AIs.
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"are you ready?" Halsey asked her as she engaged the power transfers and oxygen controls on her suit.
"yes. So how are we going to get a ship? It's not like we can start firing at the local guards now" Majah asked.
"I've canceled that idea. I've called in a favor from a friend. He should be here now" Halsey said.
"who?" Majah asked as she looked around.
"I'm already here" a low voice said as the Elite turned off his camouflage. Majah gawked at the Arbiter walking forward to them. His armor was not the original ancient paneling he used to wear, but a brand new set up of white and gold, looking to be a hybrid of gladiator and part Elite combat gear.
"but… but I thought… how…" Majah asked, looking toward Dr. Halsey.
"Elites live to be three hundred years old, he's just reached roughly middle age. Thank you for coming Yasmee. I appreciate it" Halsey smiled slightly towards the Elite.
"it is not like you gave me much choice Dr. I still owe you that favor. After this we are even" The Arbiter growled and crossed his arms over his chest.
"alright. Let's get moving. Is your ship ready?" Halsey asked.
"it is always ready Dr., it is not like a human ship lazily sitting about. We are always prepared" The Arbiter said.
"let's go then" Halsey said as they left the building and walked towards a Phantom.
"what did you do to make him owe you a favor?" Majah asked as she wore a combat medic suit. She couldn't find a space suit that matched her bust size, as most of the suits were made in expectance to the women being flat chested. She wasn't, more so curvy in that department, and so she made Slim alter a combat medic suit with more gamma paneling and a sealant layer to allow a fair amount of vacuum usage.
"where to?" The Arbiter asked.
"Vellius Prime" Halsey responded.
"the forerunner transport station? It is under heavy fire right now. Are you sure?" The Arbiter asked.
"afraid Yasmee? I would have never expected it" Halsey quirked.
"an Elite fears nothing. I just didn't expect the both of you to enter a combat zone with nothing but light armor, especially when one of you isn't trained to fight" The Arbiter said, glancing at Majah who felt a bit uncomfortable.
"she'll be fine. If you didn't know, Majah was the coordinator for the Spartan that helped you on Sigma Resolute II when the brutes had you pinned. If she didn't tell him where you were, you wouldn't be standing here right now" Halsey told him.
The Arbiter looked right at her, surprised at her work. He checked his helmet's HUD and read through a hacked log of her data file. He already knew Dr. Halsey's record, but didn't know Majah's.
She was the one who gave relayed information to Garrett when he was on the field before he joined the ODSTs. Considering he didn't have an AI assisting him, it was natural. She was his guardian angel. She was also his armor technician, artillery relay command, communications officer and friend. She was the only one that went with him wherever he went, provided it wasn't a dark ops where he had to work in silence and cut off from assistance. Since Garrett had joined the ODSTs in assignment and reconnaissance, she had been transferred back to Earth to help with new improvements in his armament and local news. She was currently the new director of science at such a young human age, only 21 and she was in charge of most R&D specialist tasks. The only person above her was Dr. Halsey and two others, neither of which he was interested in hearing about.
"we are here" The Arbiter said.
"are you serious?" Majah asked. She had never flown in a Phantom before, pelicans yes, ex-covenant ships no.
"yes. I am" The Arbiter said as the back door opened and he climbed out, easily dwarfing the 5' 9" woman.
"I will have the grunts unload the cargo for you. We should leave immediately, we've been under suspicion for our fuel intake taking an unusual amount of time by your UNSC command" The Arbiter told them.
"alright, I assume we have quarters to ourselves?" Halsey asked. The Arbiter looked up and down both women before looking annoying and sighing.
"do you think this is a vacation? Can you not simply stay in an officer quarters?" The Arbiter asked.
"no, we can't. we humans like privacy, especially us women" Dr Halsey told him.
"very well, I will have a room cleaned for you, but do not expect much, this is a warship, not a passenger transport" The Arbiter scoffed then turned around and walked towards the bridge elevator.
"let's get settled in, it will take three days before we get to the planet, and we have work to do before then" Halsey told Majah.
"alright" she responded and lifted her small carriage of gear and emergency medical kit towards the quarters assigned to them. The engineer drone warbled something as it floated out of the door, holding multiple pieces of equipment in it's long tentacles before floating away, squealing at all the movement around it before losing interest in what was behind it and leaving the area.
Majah looked around as Halsey dropped her gear on the small table in the corner, before staring at the ovul shaped bunks. Both were incredibly large, and neither was padded. She frowned at the plainness of the room and it's condition. This was going to be a long flight.