Six stared down at her helmet, wiping a bit of blood from the curved face plate of the ODST helmet. She had almost left it the spot of purple-blue, thinking it looked good with the blue and black of her armor. Her blue eyes turned up to watch as the Lieutenant Commander walked into the room. It was obvious how irritated the female Spartan was from her movements. Six couldn't really blame her. It was bad enough they'd just risked their butts taking back Sword Base just to be chewed out and threatened by a civilian scientist. Six understood that the doctor had something to do with the Spartan program, that she was important to Jorge. That didn't matter much to Six though. It was rather hubristic of the doctor to try to butt into a Spartan deployment when Winter Contingency had been enacted.
"Who does she think she is, threatening me like that?" Kat reached up, removing her helmet, holding it loosely at her side. "Daring to threaten to put me in the brig. Ha." Six shrugged and Kat paced around a bit. Noble Two glanced over at the ODST-armored Spartan. "I've been meaning to ask you. How did you get yours?" Six tilted her head to the side and Kat raised her right arm.
Six looked down at her own right arm, the cold metal a bit scratched up from years of use. "This old thing? It was nothing, just a little workplace accident."
Kat huffed. "I suppose some of that work that was blacked out on your record." Six remained silent and it was all the response that was needed. "Well, I hope you're getting worker's compensation for it."
"The UNSC did foot the bill." Six smiled as she looked down at the ODST helmet in her hands. It brought up good memories.
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Six slipped through the armory, placing charges on boxes of grenades and on important support beams in the building. She had already rigged the two barracks full of insurrectionists with enough explosives to fry everyone inside. She had just set the last of the charges for the armory when two men entered the building. They sat down on some crates and complained about this and that. Six remained still as she listened to them.
They broke out some beers and Six moved forward. She crouched low, slowly sliding her knife from its sheath. The two men were laughing loudly, covering her approach. She grabbed one of the men, covering his mouth with her hand. Her knife slid over his neck and she let him fall to the ground. The other man stood and shouted a sound of surprise. Six's knife buried deep into his side and she pulled it out quickly. Her cover was blown, time to get out of here. The rebel crumpled to the ground, bleeding out slowly. She took off at a full-out run, bursting through the double doors of the armory.
Lights flashed on and rebels poured out of the buildings including the barracks. They opened fire and Six sprinted to get away from the fire. She unslung her rifle and opened fire on some of the closer rebels. Her shots hit their marks and the men fell. There was just too much fire, too many bullets in the air. Six looked over her shoulder, deciding to risk it. She thumbed the detonator and in a flash the barracks and armory exploded. Fire blossomed out, engulfing the rebels. Fire and shrapnel flew across the base, destroying everything in its path. Six kept running toward the forest that seemed like it was miles away. Her arm burned and something struck her arm, causing pain to flare through it, and her arm went limp. She grabbed up her rifle with her left hand, letting her right arm hang limply at her side as she continued to run.
She was picked up by the evac half an hour later. Her arm had been burnt badly by the explosion and a bit of metal had lodged itself in her shoulder, cutting off her nerves. They could replace it, but Six had refused. She'd decided on a robotic prosthetic instead. She couldn't justify staying out of the fight for so long while humanity struggled in two wars.
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"Oh, there was one other question I wanted to ask you." Kat's words pulled Six out of her thoughts, dragging her back to the present. "What is your name? Seems a bit odd calling you Six."
"Shar, my name is Shar."
Carter entered the room, looking over the two women. "Get ready, Spartans. We've got a new mission." He paused for a minute before turning to Kat. "Jorge, Emile, and I have things to do. Kat, you'll be putting together a recon op for Jun and Six."
The two female Spartans nodded their heads and donned their helmets. "Yes, sir."