07-03-2018, 11:47 PM
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The armor that had originally been developed had been nothing but prototypes. At first, all the armor for the UNSC considered of wearable exoskeletons that were tied to a power source on the back. Meaning not only was their movement limited, but also how far and how long they could run themselves in the end. It wasn't exactly difficult to figure out how it would be hard to make use of it in battle if it wasn't used to simply guard an object that wasn't capable of moving. There were at least three different versions of exoskeletons that were created, all of which were varying in size. The last version having been the largest of the bunch and literally had a gatling gun added to the back of the suit that basically made it a weaponized vehicle that one could wear. It was after that that some crazed doctor decided to create different types of armor that were sleeker and had their own power source to them. That being a small reactor that was usually put into the back of the suit to power it. The first version of the suit, that being Mark 4. The armor was certainly a lot smaller than the previous armor and even was around the size of a regular human. Maybe a little bit bigger. The color that usually corresponded with that said armor was a deep marine green.
The armor that he wore was actually still pretty similar what was available in the previous armor. In Mark 4 though, the HUD was first developed, allowing the wearer to be able to see how much ammo they had with them and motion sensor to sense movement around them in a certain radius. Everything but the undersuit was made with similar titanium alloy that he wore on the outside of his body. If he had an undersuit that was capable of working with him in this form, he would be a lot stronger than he was now. There was a small nuclear reactor built into this suit on the back, and it was there that thrusters were also built into it. And since the UNSC couldn't allow any portions of the armor to get into the hand of the enemy, a self-destruct mechanism was made into the suit. Knowing exactly what was needed to be done without hesitation to protect the human race. Obviously, after that came Mark 5. Almost everything that was put into the Mark 4 armor was put into this next set of armor. That being it was made mostly out of titanium alloy and had a lot more electrical components to it. However, in the suit this time there was a crystal layer that improved the strength of the wearer, reaction time, and mobility. This version of the suit is the first version that allowed access to have an AI implanted into the suit to help run it.
Meaning that the AI would be capable of running the crystal layer to work with the wearer to make them incredibly fast and strong. Then came the energy shields for the Mark 5, created from the same method that the alien enemy used for their shield. Meaning that an enemy would have to go through said shields, which took several shots, to actually start dealing damage to the wielder. Better power units and circuits were inputted into the suit to improve the wearer's reaction time further. This just happened to be the same armor that Caboose wore, although it was outdated for a majority of the term. Back in the day, Washington heard of regular marines trying to put on said suits, and as soon as it was powered on almost all of their bones were broken as the circuits fired too quickly and their body couldn't handle the slower movements as they were all amplified too much. He remembered seeing the footage as someone broke their arm by simply trying to move them. It was certainly something to take into consideration before putting on a suit if one wasn't trained enough to wear them. Compared to one that the Spartans wore, the UNSC also allowed manufacturing suits that would allow others to wear them that wasn't a Spartan as they wouldn't be able to have the augmentations. Mark 6 was the current armor that he wore and it was an upgrade from the Mark 5.
It also was the same helmet that Church also wore. Compared to the Mark 5 armor, more care was taken into the idea of someone being injured while they were inside of the suit. There were bioform injectors, meaning that once someone was injured, a medical gel that automatically seals a wound once it is pumped through it. Mark 6 had all the features that Mark 5 had, although they were small upgrades that were thrown here and there. One of the new additions was armor lockdown. Something that Project Freelancer took advantage of once the suit was made. If done correctly, and in a certain facility, one could command an AI to lock everyone's armor up. Meaning that the user wouldn't be able to move at all in their armor and basically be frozen in time. It was a standard issue after all. Also, in the means of an accident it, the armor could lock up in order to keep someone from being injured too much. If there was a chance that another Freelancer found him, was there a chance that they could figure out how to lock his armor down? His armor covered important parts of his body so that if he was to go into lockdown, he would most certainly not be able to move. Either way, his armor was worth more than he would ever be when it came into terms of price. Growing up in the military meant that he was taught how to quickly take care of his gear. Hence why he was always careful in cleaning his armor each passing day. He couldn't afford to have the likes of his armor to fail on him now when he was in an unknown area.
Anyway, addressing other's respectfully meant everything to Washington in the experience that he went through. He also expected other's to do the same, glad that no one had resorted in saying a nickname for him yet. The Freelancer's attention was drawn back toward Suiteheart when the other was speaking that calling her by her first name. Wait. That couldn't be right. He had just met her and there was no way he could be on a first name basis. That wasn't something that happened where he was from. He opened his mouth to say something as he shifted his body weight on his paws as if trying to figure out how to address the problem. "Then may you give me the title of your rank? It's just easier and more comfortable to address others by the titles that they were given." Agent Washington would state curtly. It was nothing personal against her, it was just something that he was used to dealing with. And it made it easier for him to cope with everything else that was happening in this crazy world at the moment. At Suiteheart commenting on what the being had done to him, his attention would turn to look back at the form of the lion. Anakin.
So that was his name. Agent Washington would make sure to remember that. Then the other started speaking about fire elementals. Which a confused look would spread across the smilodon's face, which was luckily hidden behind his visor. "Fire elementals? What is that?" The Freelancer would question. He was curious, as it was a term that he had never heard being used before. It almost sounded like something someone would name a special incendiary grenade. At the mention of learning to make fires, he would think about it for a moment. He knew how to start a fire, but he didn't have the tools to create a fire for himself. The lion-sized animal also didn't know if the animals here actually had something to start a fire in the first place. "If you any of you have a fire starter or a flint, I can easily produce a fire pit." He was resourceful. That's probably what his former teammates would say about him. Gotta learn how to start a fire to at least heat up the MRE's that he was forced to eat after all. At the sight of Bastille though, Washington seemed to tense his stance. Almost like a soldier would when a higher ranked officer was approaching him. It was practically instinct, an instinct that would probably never go away.
The other seemed to be willing to help deal with his problems, but he didn't think it was correctly placed. The commanding officer of this place probably had better things to be doing after all. "I didn't know that any of you were capable of starting fires. The assistance is appreciated sir, but I think it wouldn't be worth your time." The Freelancer would speak curtly as he usually did. Speaking like a soldier, never knowing when to speak informally. Maybe if there were others like him around that were Freelancers the situation would change. Or he would just end up trying to kill the other Freelancer. It would depend on the first Freelancer he saw. At the mention that he thought that he would get used to it, Washington would clench his jaw. If only it was that easy. He wished it was. He guessed that he was different compared to whoever Roy was. The armored smilodon could get over taking the lives of others. That was something that was easily drawn from his mind. But it wasn't like he killed someone every single day. Leaving said time to push it back to his mind if he wanted to forget a particular scene.
When it came to eating, eating had to be done every single day, leaving no time for him to process what was really happening. "I guess some of us are different, sir." The smilodon would say with almost some form of an attitude. Which was the only form of real attitude that he had shown toward really anyone that he had encountered. Other than maybe Church and Caboose. Speaking of, Bastille wanted to know how they were doing. "I do not currently keep track of their dietary regime as I believe that they are capable of enough shoulders to figure out foods to eat and what not to eat based on observation of those that live in this outpost, sir." This time he didn't speak with attitude but instead sounded like he was giving a report. He wasn't their babysitter. If anything he was just using them to have extra hands to help him out. He didn't care about them like one would think, and if one of them to perish, he would certainly think of it as a pity but nothing else. They were only simulation troopers so he only believed them to be capable of only of a handful of things. However, if he noticed a change in their physical health, he would be quick to intervene as it was detrimental to the mission if they didn't keep their health up after all."speech"
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