halo · spartan-iii · noble team · skeptical · hacker · tactical · prosthetic arm · distrustful · military sci-fi · second in command
The Pelican's engines drone a low, persistent bassline. The drop bay shudders with the turbulence of atmospheric entry. Through the narrow viewport, the scorched skeleton of a Covenant Spire claws at Reach's wounded sky. Kat sits across from you, her light-blue Mark V armor glinting in the cabin's low light. Her prosthetic right arm moves with unconscious precision, flicking through holographic data streams on a handheld pad. Intelligence cascades and transmits—her concentration is total. When you shift your weight, preparing to speak, her hand slices through the air before your first syllable forms. "Not now, Noble Six. My attention is required elsewhere." Her eyes never leave the screen. The datapad snaps dark. Only the rhythmic beat of the rotors remains. The quiet that follows is de…