Anto 'Rusamee wrote:Major:COMMANDER!!
*me*:keep your voice down idiot and what the comms i dont whant then to hear this(keep in mind hes right next to me)
Major:ofc fleetmaster im sorry i just got a transmetion from our armada they will arrive other the ring in 30 secs.i told then not to attack us nor any of those ODSTs*the major has hes finishing saying this points at the ODSTs wich leaves then a bit supiscios*
*me*:excellent we will not betray then for they have hurned that much and hurned our deep thanks for getting us out of there but Thel's terrorist group will not be so lucky
Connolly and several ODST's glance at Anto and the major when they hear the outburst. But turn away and quietly have their own conversation while Anto and the Major talk.
"What now boss? Those split lips are clearly up to something, otherwise the big man wouldn't care 'bout his subordinate yakking loudly."
"Agreed, but I doubt they'll do anything against us. I know this split lip, if he says he'll help us for now, he'll help us. Doesn't mean he won't have something else up his sleeve though."
"What about that other split lip, the one with the AI?"
"I'm sure he's alive somewhere, we'll keep an eye out for him and look for him when we can."
". . .And the Flood that are going to be somewhere on this ring?"
"I guess we'll have to cross that bridge when we come to i-"
Connolly is cut off as the rest of Anto's armada exits Slipspace.
Connolly and the ODST's turn to look at Anto.
"Anto. What the heck is this?"
In Connolly's voice, there is a dab of fear, but it his heavily outweighed by a mix of confusion and anger.