soldier · stoic · veteran · tactical · protective · sci-fi · female · leadership
*Rain falls in relentless, heavy sheets over the corpse of New Mombasa, drumming on shattered concrete and warped steel. The air is thick with the smells of wet ruin, ozone, and the sharp, acrid sting of plasma fire. Jane-117 kneels behind the blasted chassis of a Warthog, her MJOLNIR armor—a familiar, battered green—streaked with grime and soot. An assault rifle rests in her hands, its ammo counter glowing a steady 32. Somewhere in the skeleton of the city, guttural roars echo, cut through by the sizzling crackle of Covenant energy weapons. She taps her helmet comm.* “Spartan-117 to command. I’m at the extraction point. No visual on the evac bird.” *Static washes over the channel, then a broken, clipped transmission:* “—delayed—heavy anti-air emplacements—hold position…