@DEATH0NCALL
Through narrow eyes illuminated by a haze of red, Kaja notes the rousing of her unwitting companion. Eyes and ears ever searching, she subtly places her bound hands on the others sprawled out arm.
The Brutes on the other side of the crackling red haze make no -
@SpartanA090
The unblemished form of the older Spartan begins to stir behind her, their armour gently brushing against the tall, pillar-like rocks she'd hidden them between. Crouched low, Kaja peers out from the hideaway for a quick sweep of the area before tilting back to -
"Should be more careful really, y'know?" A small smirk graces her lips as she lifts her hand and waves the words away.
"But, it's not like these things grow on trees at the moment, so if you can, I'd appreciate it."
A sigh presses between her lips, having hoped that it hadn't been damaged beyond repair. She had to be more careful.
"Seen plenty with it, sure, but not that precious about it," she lifts her shoulders into a shrug. "Shame for it to go out in such a lackluster manner."
The Gamma sheepishly deposits a clean but heavily damaged BR75. Cracks run along the casing while some parts are almost completely melted.
"Is it salvageable?"