07-05-2018, 05:43 PM
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Their suits were made to protect them. They were supposed to withstand not only heat, blunt force, but also falling a good distance. It helped support their legs if they were going to jump from a big height. Of course, if they were going to jump off the likes of a skyscraper, then they would probably die from the impact if they didn't have thrusters or a jetpack to save their lives. And in all honesty, their armor in itself was worth more than they were. Hence why when everything started to go to shit in Project Freelancer, they needed to recover some Project Freelancer assets. Which just happened to belong to their former teammate. It sucked to think that they were going to have to bring her in or even kill her. Not like Washington had been there to see everything happen at once, and instead, he was forced to stay back as they were being pinned down by machine guns. Agent Texas was able to make it through before all of them, and then Carolina followed next after her. Using her speed unit to get her past the enemies leaving the rest of them behind to fend for themselves. It was thanks to Agent Florida at the end though that they managed to kill the enemies by literally crushing them under a storage crate.
He had to admit that it was pretty cool to watch, but they didn't really manage to get to the both Carolina and Texas in time before the other Freelancer got away. With her armor intact. This also meant that the equipment that was attached to the armor would go missing for a good amount of time, and by the time the explosion had brought him here, it was still said that the armor was missing. It was one of the failed missions, but at least they were able to kill some foot soldiers in the process. Reducing their numbers. Agent Washington still had no idea what had happened to CT, as she had been his friend while he was in Project Freelancer. Either way, he had arrived in the same manner that Anzarel did. The Freelancer, of course, hadn't intended to fall from the sky and land in the ground in the middle of a crater. Considering the way that those that approached him reacted, it seemed like this was something that happened quite often. Which had just furthered to confuse Washington even more. Because of his titanium alloy armor, it had absorbed the brunt of the impact from it all. He also had a power that had managed to cushioned his fall, a fall that he would have thought would have killed him because he didn't know when he would have started falling in the first place.
His armor must have been smoking when he landed as he passed through the different layers of the atmosphere. He had been lucky that none of his armor had been damaged in the process. Except that was the only luck that he was going to get. The male now knew that he was on Earth, and that realization had flipped all of his ideas on his head. He needed to figure out if the Earth that he was on was still the Earth that he knew when he was on the Mother of Invention. If it was then it would make his life easier and time travel wouldn't be an option. If it wasn't though and it was completely different from what it used to be, then they had somehow been transported. He doubted that the simulation troopers would be capable of coming up with calculations or solutions. Especially Caboose. He had to admit that the kid had a very positive personality, but that wasn't going to really get them anywhere. Agent Washington had taken upon himself to command the two simulation troopers, but not commanding anyone that lived in this outpost. In his mind they were almost as weak as regular civilians and dealing with the aspects of Project Freelancer wasn't something that he was willingly going to disclose to others. Unless Church opened his big mouth again, but he was going to make sure that didn't happen again. He wasn't going to attack his own troops though, he had made sure about that. Seeing space phenomenon though was something that Washington had gotten used to.
He had flown through asteroid belts and fields. He had crashed into a planet a couple of times when their Pelican had been shot down. He had seen the stars that they had flown past in the Mother of Invention, and he had seen planets explode from footage that had been given to him on the planet that he had used to be on during basic training. He had seen plenty of things, and comets were one of them. It had been a normal day. At least as any sort of normal one could get. He was an animal, and that would have been enough to really drive anyone else insane. The smilodon didn't even bother to look up as he was reading outside of the observatory. It was part of his daily schedule as he would stop to read textbooks that he had requested. It was strange enough that he was touching paper and not something that was on a data pad or projected onto a screen. He would make due though. Sometimes he would read a textbook on the what could be seen from Earth's sky. Then he would research a little bit more on some common animals that lived around this place. He knew enough about domestic cats. At least he thought he did. He had two cats back at home so. His suit was somewhat powered, although most of the features it used to have were gone since he didn't really have an undersuit to help run it. His electricity elementals, something he still didn't know he had, were powering the lights of his suit, that lit up the inside of his helmet, and had legs on either side of his arm. They were small, but it would be easy enough to see him int he dark if someone was looking for him.
Agent Washington didn't think anything about the lights that were working on his suit but nothing else. He turned a page, and it had been then that he suddenly heard what sounded like an explosion. It made his mind and blood go cold as his helmet covered face snapped up. What the fuck was that?! The Freelancer was used to hearing explosions, but as a late, it had been pretty peaceful in the outpost. Were they being attacked? If they were he wasn't even sure if he would defend this place as it wasn't his business. But maybe it could be something else. He had landed from the sky. Maybe that's what he was hearing. Maybe there was someone else like him. Different emotions went through his head for a couple of moments. That was both a good and bad thing. He closed the book that he had been reading and knew that no matter what he was going to have to confront what was out there. The Freelancer got up onto his paws and trotted in the direction that he heard the explosion basically coming from. As he heard, he saw something large ahead. Like really large. What was that? Agent Washington felt his jaw go slack as he had to look almost all the way up to look at the beast. The guy was basically the size of a mantis droid! What kind of joke was this? Was this kind of creatures that lived on Earth now since the Great War? Washington also knew for a fact that the Great War was still going on. The Freelancer was at a loss for words, as he had never seen anything like this.
Seeing a Covenant Elite here would make a whole lot of sense. He closed his jaw, and his body language grew serious again. He knew that if he fought with this thing he was probably going to lose, as he still didn't even know how to work the body that he was in. Luckily the Mark 6 helmet that he wore hid the majority of his features. He was still at least five feet away from the large beast, and he felt like he should be further away. But he wasn't scared. He had seen different vehicles that were like the size of this guy. "What the hell even are you?" It hadn't really meant to be rude. In fact, Washington sounded shocked when he spoke. Although the question was absolutely serious. He was okay with the animals that he had come across but something like this? The lion-sized animal was easily dwarfed by him, and up to this point, he had been the largest out of everyone in this outpost. The soldier didn't like these odds. Was this guy even friendly? "Where did you come from?" Washington would ask in a less shocked voice and instead said this in more of a serious tone. Considering the crater the other had fallen from the sky. Was there a chance that this guy came from the same world he was from and that he was a new species? There were too many damned variables and theories to take into consideration. And having only survived on 2 hours of sleep a day since he had gotten here, his mind was barely working at full capacity. One thing was for sure, he was going to avoid the hell out of this guy."speech"
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