Needless to say, Stiglitz was on a binder.
He not only didn't know where he was, but aswell how did he got sent to another damned planet! The last thing he remembered was being on a ship en-route to another system and the next moment he was free falling on a ODST drop-pod towards a unknown planet!
Yet the moment he made impact, he punched the door of the pod wide open, ejecting it across the forest as the Recom, who was wearing spartan armor at thjs moment, tried to get his bearings back because he got a weee bit shooked at the impact.
He then checked the interior of said pod and pulled out the weapons that aparently came with him, being such as his carabine, energy sword and... Was that a spartan laser??? As far as he was concerned, it wasnt his birthday yet!
Yet, he stopped for a moment as he heard the sound of tracks coming his way... Promting him to hide upon the trees and aim down the sights of his spartan laser.
If she's fast enough to switch seats. Pressing down on the gas, she moves forward. Tapping with her palm on her console. Radio's on the fritz again. The other thing that needs to be repaired here.
"I did... But have you ever seen the flash that follows?"
A flash granade casually fell to the ground between them...
Just for the 9'9 recom to bolt tf away as he heard the granade detonating behind him. It did generate a bothersome noise to his ears but the Argentine recom was now running tf away-
"Potato, potOTo, my ass."
A huff, slipping kuru braid behind my shoulder, hand trained on the gun at my hip that swings with every step.
"You heard of thunder, traveler?"
Stepping back a wee bit more...
Wondering where his Palulukan, Ma'ra, is at! She better NOT be napping damnit it!
"Potato potato... Its the same! Nearly-"
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" you're so damn lazy. " she grumbled, folding her arms over her chest whilst fingers tapped against her arm. " you've got thirty seconds, or I'm tyin' a knot in your tail to hang you from the rafters. "
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Ahsoka rose with groggy eyes, the lens of her ocean blues drift upward at the insistent beeping of the com Bail had given.
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"Z... You may be confusing me with Mansk- i left before remember? Defected?"
The Argentine recom said while tilting his head slightly to the right, arms folded as he gazed down upon the slightly shorter recom.
"You're the one following me." She tilted her chin up to look at him. Rowan promptly crossed her arms over her chest, "I haven't seen you since shit went down on the sea dragon. How have you been?"