𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓

''𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵. 𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.'' #HaloRP | #ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

— 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐈

Pilot | Engineer | Commander | Mission-focused | Protocol-oriented | Cold | Social inept | 7'0" | 7'4" in armor | Often described as "stuck-up" | Disliked by subordinates | Leader of Fireteam Moros

#HaloRP | #MVRP | #ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

|| The raging alcoholic.

And this concludes the transfer of my Halo accounts

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

|| First account transferred

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

|| Lil’ lady

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

@BoundByWar || At least for now

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

@SolemnSpartan || I’m doing it because I blocked some creeps a few years ago who were harassing me, and I don’t want to be here if they can resume stalking me

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

|| Unfortunately I have 21 accounts on this hellscape.

Starting tonight, I will be moving over to Bluesky one verse at a time. Up first: Halo. I’m not sure what I’ll do with these accounts on Twitter, but for now they’re staying semi-active

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

|| My Yvette muse completely plummeted but now it’s coming back, so very late replies soonish

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

“Lana,” Yvette gave the woman on her shoulder a short, abrupt jostle, “behave.”

There were too many people already staring at the sight of one Spartan carrying another down the hall. The commander could not afford any further shenanigans.

[𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀 – 𝐁𝟐𝟔𝟐 @xAcutus]

⠀⠀

A long, annoyed sigh preceded Lana's response.

❝ Effort?

I rather put on the effort into eating your pu. . .

Pulse Carbine— ❞

⠀⠀

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

Complete silence.

At least, complete silence right up until the elevator doors opened and Yvette stepped out. Even then, it was a change in subject. “You don’t have to meet the expected score today. You just need to make an effort.”

[𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀 – 𝐁𝟐𝟔𝟐 @xAcutus]

⠀⠀

Don't mind her eyes rolling.

Not that Yvette could even see them.

❝ Maybe. . .

I rather love you in a bed tho— ❞

⠀⠀

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

“You can love me by not skipping out on your weapon drills.” She didn’t even set Lana down after getting in the elevator.

[𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀 – 𝐁𝟐𝟔𝟐 @xAcutus]

⠀⠀

Unable to do much, she simply said.

❝ And you were supposed to let me love you— ❞

⠀⠀

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

Just escorting Lana down the hall. “You were supposed to meet me at the firing range today.”

[𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀 – 𝐁𝟐𝟔𝟐 @xAcutus]

⠀

Yes momm—

Ohhhhh! What a surprise that was for Lana!

⠀

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

@SpartanOfLuck on the nearest training dummy. Hitting a target that could not strike back was nearly as dull as the rest of her morning exercises, but it would suffice to warm her up for the day. From being seated she got up on one knee, paused a second to sigh, and then rose to her feet.

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

Starter for @SpartanOfLuck

It was early morning, and Yvette was seated on the padded floor of the training room just down the hall from her office. Normally it saw sparring matches between Spartan-IVs in training, but in the small hours before the base was busy it was open to —

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

@SpartanOfLuck ever.

But at least she was steadily beginning to recognize as much. After a momentary pause a half-hearted attempt was made to move away from her initial abruptness. “Usually I stick to my quarters this early.”

Her gaze did not linger on John long. Gray eyes shifted to settle —

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

head to see who has arrived.

“John,” the commander greeted in her usual exhausted monotone. Gray eyes spared a glance at the clock on the wall: just past six-in-the-morning. “Is this where you usually start your day?”

[𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞-𝟎𝟏𝟓 @AERONAUTANT]

stretching, Yvette had sat cross-legged on the floor and just studied the change in scenery with tired eyes. Even with the new location, she was aware of how dull her daily routine was. She was debating whether or not to continue with it when the door opened, and she turned her —