Sorrung-Yaan glared at Roger as his former enemy began to chuckle, he didn▓t know why but the hollow laughter that escaped this small mans frame sent a chill down his spine.
⌠I still say that the name Banana▓s in Pyjama▓s should strike fear in all of the races of the universe. What could be worse than a ten foot tall beast in a yellow suit constantly followed by similarly brutish looking things that buy blunt objects from a giant rat?■ Sorrung-Yaan finished, for some reason unknown to Sorrung this caused Roger to begin to hoot with laughter.
Eventually when he had calmed himself he continued his story┘
Jackal blinked, ⌠you left them-■ he made hand motions Roger guessed was his sorry excuse for sign language, ⌠-on the ship?■
Silence was quiet, so Ziizika▓s heavy Mexican accent answered Jackals question,
⌠If I remember correctly it was your job to make sure that everyone had their gear bendejo!■ Roger turned his head to Jackal waiting for a response.
Jackal was less than expected as per usual.
⌠Don▓t Bende- Oh me■ Jackal retorted.
⌠Processing■ said a random voice.
⌠Don▓t process me either■ Jackal said, staring at the blue glowing ball behind Ziizika for a few seconds.
⌠-oh, who are you?■
Meanwhile, Sarah and Mia were brainstorming,
⌠We could set up an ANFO bomb up in the bridge■ said Sarah pleadingly to Mia who sat cross legged on what was left of The Reluctant Samurai
⌠Nah, we don▓t have any fertilizer or kerosene, we could probably make a couple of half Molotov cocktails if we syphoned gas from the shorties, give them a taste of good old 18th century Russia, but we don▓t have any bottles to put them in┘■ Retorted Sarah with a yawn, they had been sitting in the hanger for over a half hour coming up with ways to get off or blow up the Covenant burner.
⌠I guess that▓s it then, we only have my M6D and your katana to get through god knows how many jihad-ding aliens.■ Mia said, standing up and moving towards a door.
⌠They don▓t stand a chance■
⌠Greetings, I am 4 1 2 Detrimental opposition, I am the monitor of instillation 07■ said the glowing blue orb as it zipped by Ziizika▓s head, she raised her T.A.T.R-14, Roger had already done the same.
⌠You▓re what, with the whom of the, what now?■ asked Jackal, stumbling backwards as 412 zoomed up to face him, Jackal looked deep into it▓s┘ eye.
⌠Its┘ he▓s┘ they▓re┘ um┘ guys? Ouch!■ Jackal stammered as he was tapped by the blue orb that began to light up the wall behind him with readouts in an unknown language whilst humming to itself.
⌠Wow┘ a Covenant AI■ said Silence poking it on the back, only to receive a small zap.
⌠Not Covenant. Forerunner■ said Roger.
⌠And it told us what whatever we asked, after that we came out the way we came back in and up the elevator to find the battle almost over┘ in the Covenant▓s favour of course.■ Roger ended, Sarah popped over behind Roger and with two hands on either shoulder she stated.
⌠And I blew up a burner with ol▓ Betsy here■ she said, tapping the katana at her waist and smiling.
⌠If you have time later perhaps you will tell me about that. And what did you do with 412?■ asked Sorrung-Yaan, roger looked at him and said calmly ⌠Blew it up┘ ⌠it is so and nothing in this world can change it┘■ said Sorrung-Yaan stretching his alien body and rolling over to sleep.
Dawn arrived, along with hangovers and coffee, all across the campground did lay the remnants of the previous night, broken vodka bottles, whiskey bottles, shot glasses, pints and a variety of other alcohol related pieces that shone in the brightening daylight.
Jackal groaned as he tried to stand, only to topple over. Roman was cleaning his electronic blue eye in a bucket and Roger was doing the dishes. Ziizika and company were playing War with the mangled set of cards.
⌠Hit me,■ Boo-Boo said, throwing down a card, Ziizika groaned,
⌠If you do that one more time I really will hit you┘■ Ziizika replied,
⌠Go fish?■ Boo-Boo replied, dropping her cards to reveal two of each card.
⌠Ai Karumba Senorita■ yelled Ziizika, sliding past the embarrassed back of one Denise Vu.
A crack sounded out, the resounding low pitch kapow like sound of a .223 rifle hung in the air, and a small red stain began to appear on the right shoulder of Boo-Boo. She coughed a small feeble thing almost as violent as the thing that had caused it.
⌠What▓d you hit me for?■ asked Boo-Boo, a smile appearing on her face as her sight began to dim, the normal glow that hung around her Asian features fading to a deathly pale.
Faster than most people could see, Roger had a T.A.T.R-14 in his hands on full auto sending blue shots of directed plasma scorching their way towards the area of their attacker, but despite his superhuman speed he was too late, they had already fled.
He turned his attention to Ziizika and crew then, Ziizika herself was opening a tampon (the closest thing to a bandage in possession) and plugging it into the hole that the sniper had made to which It fit sickeningly well. Roger blankly glanced her way and began giving orders,
⌠Alexia, Jackal, you▓re with me, pack light. Sarah, Ziizika, Silence try to keep her alive, Roman, set up perimeter for them then join us okay? Sorrung, you still have your active camo? Good, you on reconnaissance■ everyone complied, no one complained┘ Roger had seniority and experience with taking command, but when you were in the army for almost fifty years if you count Cryostasis you learn a few tricks.