[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Captain Frost was on the bridge of The King Raven. She was busy reviewing logistical information from ground teams on the latest casualties. He train of thought was interrupted when her comm officer spoke to her. Comm Officer: Ma'am...we are getting a transmission...and you will never believe who it is from... Jennifer: Who is it from? Comm Officer: Our "friend"...Jacob Sharpmen. Jennifer perked up in her chair, and she raised an eyebrow. Jennifer: Let's hear it... The comm officer nodded, as he played the transmission. Jacob: This is Captain Jacob Sharpmen, ONI Identification number; Sierra-Juliet-Two-Two-Eight-Romeo-Two-Fiver-Zero-Six-Romeo. Broadcasting to ONI officials on board the King Raven. There was an audible pause. Jacob: I know what you guys are thinking...I know what's going through your heads, but please...just answer this. Jennifer was silent for a moment, as she considered her options, and she considered what the angle could be. Jennifer: Run that ID number. Confirm it! The comm officer nodded. He ran the number. After a few moments, he turned to Jennifer, and nodded. Comm Officer: Confirmed. That WAS Sharpmen's number...before we revoked it. Jennifer: Run a voice pattern match. The comm officer ran the test. After a moment, he nodded again. Jennifer: Results? Comm Officer: There is a match of 98.6%. That is well above the accuracy threshold. That has to be him. Jennifer: Put it through a stress test analysis. Look for any abnormalities in his voice pattern. The comm officer sighed, as he ran the test. After a few moments, the results came back. Comm Officer: Stress test analysis shows a high probability that he is under some degree of duress. Jennifer shook her head. Jennifer: I don't like the sound of that. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: AFter what he pulled...he must think we are dumb to talk to him. This could very well be a trick. He has an angle, I can't see it, so we shut him down. Close the channel. The comm officer turned to look at Jennifer. Comm Officer: Ma'am...what if he is in trouble? What if there is no angle to this? What if he really wants to talk to us. Jennifer shrugged. Jennifer: He cut his comm lines when we tried to talk to him at ONI Installation Desert. Now we are cutting the comm lines with him. At the moment, we have everything we need; Hoffman, intel, and a surprise attack that they are not aware of. I cannot risk second guessing myself with potentially new intel from a traitor. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: Shut him down...that's an order. The comm officer nodded, as he rejected the transmission.

[Kairu]

Thor had been watching Arman's combat recordings of Nocturne. He had fast forwarded the first three and half days. By the fourth day, he began to slow down until the night of the first day where he skipped to where the Fireteam became alerted to the Covenant ambush. He watched from Arman's perspective as the team closed in on UNSC Research Base Opera. Arman and Fireteam Harmony kneeled down, watching the Elites come in and continue their assault from the left. Harmony was covered by the bushes and thickets. Arman: "Okay Harmony, first things first." Thor noted that Fireteam Harmony had five members in the team, Cadieux not being there. Arman: "Sierra, get ready for making a few shots, we're going to eliminate some of these bastards pinning down support." Sierra: "They'll becoming this way after the third shot or so." Arman: "Rivera, stay here and keep him covered. Here, this should help." Arman tossed Rivera her shotgun and pulled out her SMGs as her weapons. Rivera cocked the shotgun, ready to fire. Arman: "Everyone stay on thermal. We need to make sure these bastards don't get the sneak up on us." The vision on the camera didn't change, but a symbol appeared on the playback indicating that the thermal vision was active. Sierra: "Boss, the fire is making it difficult to identify what's what." Arman: "The fog should help dampen that. Just focus on what you can and keep our backs clear. Robertson, Axlon, get ready." Everyone on the Fireteam got their weapons ready. Sierra was lining up his first shot on an Elite who was about to assassinate the base commander. Sierra: "Taking the shot..." The sniper fired its bullet, directly killing the Elite before it could swing. The base commander looked from where he saw the sniper fire from and all he saw was darkness, until the IFF tags lit up on his HUD. Sierra didn't wait for the order, he quickly zoomed out to see another Elite suppressing a squad of marines. The Elite was using cover to prevent the marines from gunning him down. Sierra: "Firing round two..." The sniper fired a second shot, nailing the Elite in the head, freeing the squad of marines. Three other Elites saw the sniper fire's origin and began to close. Arman: "Harmony, engage!" Arman, Robertson, Axlon and Rivera all stood up, firing at the three Zealots, downing them quickly. Arman: "Alright, phase 2. Remember, Rivera, keep Sierra covered." Axlon, Arman and Robertson stepped out of cover and joined up with the base commander. Thor paused the playback, as he began taking notes on the style, finesse and cohesion of his targets.

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob waited a few moments and before he realized it the elevator doors had opened and he was sitting in the armory once more. Jacob sighed, they weren't going to talk to him. They didn't want to talk to him. They didn't need to talk to him. Jacob didn't know what to do, the only option he had was something he was going to use at a later date. But right now, he needed to do it. Jacob had no other choice but to send Frost and the others the video he had just recorded. Jacob stopped the recording he had just had and began to create a file for him to send to Frost. He cut some of it, including the beginning part, he was going to save that for when it mattered. Jacob reformatted and cut his video feed to only show the conversation with Anaconda, all of it, from the moment he entered the cell to the very end. Jacob sighed and went on the frequency again. Jacob: I figured you might do that...so I say again, this is Captain Jacob Sharpmen, ONI ID number Sierra-Juliet-Two-Two-Eight-Romeo-Two-Fiver-Zero-Six-Romeo. Jacob paused. Jacob: I know you won't believe anything I say...so here. Jacob sent the file via the frequency and watched it again, about two minutes long. At the very end he added; Jacob: When that shield generator goes, you better come a knocking.

[Naked Crook]

Jennifer went back to reading the reports she had in her hand. However, she was once more interrupted by the comms officer. Comm Officer: Ma'am...Sharpmen is transmitting again! Jennifer rolled her eyes. Jennifer: Shut him down. Comm Officer: Ma'am...this message is different. I think you need to see this one. It came bundled with an attachment as well. Seems to be a video file. Jennifer sighed, as she face palmed. Jennifer: Alright...alright. Play the damn message, and forward the video file to my axillary display The comm officer nodded, as he played the transmission from Jacob. Jacob: I figured you might do that...so I say again, this is Captain Jacob Sharpmen, ONI ID number Sierra-Juliet-Two-Two-Eight-Romeo-Two-Fiver-Zero-Six-Romeo. There was an audible pause. Jacob: I know you won't believe anything I say...so here. Jennifer laughed at the recording, as she spoke to herself. Jennifer: You can defiantly say that again, asshole. There was an audible pause. Jacob: When that shield generator goes, you better come a knocking. After the third statement, Jennifer raised an eyebrow, as she once again spoke to herself. Jennifer: What the hell is he talking about? Jennifer's attention was then taken by the video file that started playing on the small axillary display that was beside her chair. She watched the video feed, which had bits and pieces of the discussion with Anaconda. Jennifer clenched her fist, as she cursed herself. Jennifer: Lieutenant! Open a channel with Jacob...NOW! The comm officer nodded. Comm Officer: Channel open ma'am! Jennifer paused, as she took a breath. Jennifer: This is Captain Frost...Office of Naval Intelligence... Jennifer paused. Jennifer: Captain Jacob Sharpmen...listen to me very carefully... Jennifer paused again. Jennifer: You have two minutes to tell me exactly what the hell you want, and what you are up to. Make it fast Jacob. I have no patience for bullshit at the moment.

[Kairu]

Thor continued the recording after finishing his notes to this point. Arman began talking to the commander. Arman: "What happened, Sir?" Base Commander: "These God damned split chinned mother fuckers just came out of nowhere!" The commander fired a few rounds out from cover. Arman: "Do we know what they want? It's not like we're a proper colony!" Robertson and Axlon were providing cover as Sierra took another shot, blowing out an Elite's brain and blue matter. Commander: "They stopped pushing once they secured the main facility! They're probably after that damn artifact!" Axlon stopped and turned to listen. Axlon: "What artifact?" Commander: "I don't know. I'm not a scientist! I shoot assholes, not study them!" Arman: "Where was it at?" Commander: "Main facility! Level Eight, Lab Delta!" The four soldiers fired some more as Sierra took another shot, this time killing an Elite that was sneaking up on the rest of Harmony. Arman then radioed the team. Arman: "Sierra, Rivera, get over here! We're going to hit the main facility! Apparently we were digging up some Covenant artifact and they've come to get it!" Sierra stood up. Rivera turned to shoot an Elite that was behind Sierra, ready to strike. The shotgun blast threw the Elite back, leaving a giant wound in the Elite's torso. The two ran up and joined the rest of Harmony. The team got up and stayed close the debris and walls, providing safety from flanks. Arman poked her head around the corner, two Elites standing guard to the entrance inside the facility. After a couple seconds, Arman tossed a flashbang and blinded the Elites. Her and Rivera came up behind them and assassinated both Elites, silently eliminating the guards. The rest of Fireteam Harmony entered the main entrance and they moved down in the facility.

[Hells Sniper]

As Jacob waited a few minutes, he was awoken by the voice of Jennifer filling his ears, he listened to Jennifer, she was clearly annoyed by him and more importantly, she was angry. He was, nonetheless, happy with her responding however. Jacob: Listen, Captain, I know you don't trust me right now. I know that and it's completely acceptable, you just have to understand that I had no choice in defecting at that moment. I was outnumbered, outgunned, I had to go...and I had to keep the charade up. I had to kill those men and women to gain the Trust of these assholes. I had an in, and as a member of ONI, I took it. Jacob was talking fast, he wanted to spend as much time talking in the two minutes that anything else. Jacob: Black Team and the rest of this organization have taken me in as one of their own now. I have access to the entire ship and you saw my conversation with Anaconda. I am going to help get him off this ship, whether the UNSC shoots at me or not. And I am going to make this ship visible to you guys, whether you try to kill me or not. I am trying my hardest here, Captain. I killed men and women because if I didn't Black Team would have killed me, so I took a chance to get inside their heads, to get inside their organization. Jacob took a deep breath and continued again. Jacob: Aboard this ship is a construct, I don't know of what, but it was left behind by the Covenant's "Gods," and it calls itself Vanguard. I'm going to be honest with you, Captain, it scared the shit out of me and you saw Anaconda, it scared him too. When was the last time you saw a brute shake in his boots? Jacob took one more deep breath and finished up. Jacob: It wants us all dead; the Trust, the UNSC, the Covenant, it's all the same to him and unless we destroy it now, we have no hope of survival. And come on, when have you ever heard my say the odds weren't in our favor? You might think I am making this up, that I am saying all of this to get on your good side again, but frankly Captain; I wouldn't trust me either and I am not asking for your trust. I am asking for your help, for you help to let me keep this agent-like shit up. I'm in the Trust, Captain, use me. Jacob paused. Jacob: Oh, and Captain, by the looks of how the ship has been running the past twenty minutes, they know what Nighthawk is planning to do.

[Naked Crook]

Jennifer listened to jacob talk. She knew that he was rushing through what he knew. She did her best to keep up with the key ideas, as she listened to how fast he shot through everything. She was bothered by the fact that Vanguard was on The Ulterior Motive, and she knew this was intel that Nighthawk wanted to chew on. However, it was the last line that concerned her the most. Jennifer: Alright Jacob...you want me to use you? Very well. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: However...if for one second that I think you are trying to pull the wool over my eyes...I will use every resource at my disposal to utterly finish you off...once and for all. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: Do I make myself clear?

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob took a deep breath, he was a little annoyed by the fact that Frost had to say that to him, but then again he would do the same if he was in her position. He swallowed his pride and smirked, at least he was getting somewhere. Jacob: Clear as crystal, ma'am. Jacob paused, he had been dying to say something to Frost for the past few days. Jacob: Orders?

[Naked Crook]

Jennifer: Jacob...I have but a single order for you... Jennifer paused. Jennifer: I need your current spacial coordinates. I need to know exactly where that ship is, at this very second. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: I can show you how to determine this information. All you need, is a terminal that is networked with the rest of the ship. If you have one nearby, approach it. if not, find one right away! Time is of the essence Jacob.

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob smiled, he was getting somewhere at least. Jacob looked down at the holotable in it and accessed it. Right, smack on the screen, were the current coordinates of the Ulterior Motive. Jacob: Coordinates are 129 by 17 degrees, 347 by 112 degrees, 155 by 76 degrees. Jacob paused. Jacob: Moving at a current velocity of 112 at 19 degrees. Copy that?