[Nux sounds like an educational program for preschoolers, and Halsey shoots him another sharp look before slamming into the heavy steel door of the bunker. In one aggressive motion, she jams her shoulder against it and forces the handle down with a squeal of protesting metal. The door swings open, ponderous on equally noisy hinges, and Halsey looks out upon "Valhalla."
Well. This isn't Requiem, which narrows things down not at all. It could be practically any terraformed human world that had escaped the Covenant. Now that she's outside the Faraday cage of the building, Halsey consults her data pad for signals or comms traffic, UNSC or otherwise.
...Nothing.]
Someone is going to answer for this.
[She's really not accustomed to not being In Charge.]
no subject
Well. This isn't Requiem, which narrows things down not at all. It could be practically any terraformed human world that had escaped the Covenant. Now that she's outside the Faraday cage of the building, Halsey consults her data pad for signals or comms traffic, UNSC or otherwise.
...Nothing.]
Someone is going to answer for this.
[She's really not accustomed to not being In Charge.]