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[Hells Sniper]

Jacob nodded. He understood where Tye was coming from. It was their duty to protect these civilians to their dying breath and leaving them behind was something no one would do. Jacob: Then...we stand and fight. Jacob took a deep breath. Jacob: I do not know how long we can last, Tye...but I will stand and fight if it was what must be done. Jacob paused. Jacob: Have you heard anything from the Navy?

[Naked Crook]

Tyber: I was about to try and contact the Navy to see what I could get on their end. That is, I was about to do it...then you showed up. Meanwhile: ODST Black Team had finished gearing up, and had proceeded to meet with Yates in the hanger bay. Yates: Five minutes exactly. Not bad. Black 1: We aim to please. Yates: So then, I trust you are ready to go? Black 1: We are ready at your convenience. Yates nodded. He then turned and began to walk towards a Pelican that was waiting. Yates: Pelican Charlie 091 will be taking us to the Vigorous Inferno. Like I said before, we will wait there until Jacob arrives. Black 2: You know...not to doubt how well you have this thought out...what what are we going to tell Harrison? Do we just stroll in there, and wait...and ignore him when he starts to ask questions. Yates: Quite the opposite. I plan on informing Admiral Harrison that we are among some of the qualified candidates that Jacob could report to. Once he puts the information in my hands...we simply walk away, and salute. We do the diplomatic thing...and all ends well. Black 1: if he didn't give the intel to Kolya...why would he give it to you? Yates: If Jacob refuses to give the intel to me...then you will kill Jacob...on the spot, and we will take it. Harrison can send his complaints up the chain of command all he wants. In the end, he will simply be told that the security of ONI's operations are paramount to his personal feelings. Yates and Black Team stepped onto the Pelican. The rear hatch closed, and the Pelican prepared for departure. After a moment, the Pelican had lifted off, departed the Ulterior Motive, and was en-route to the Vigorous Inferno. Black 3: Well...what if Jacob doesn't return to the ship? What then? Yates: Then Kolya, who is planetside at this time, will find Jacob and kill him. We have the bases covered. If Jacob finds something we missed, I assure you, we are ready to move forward as many pieces on this chess board as necessary to induce a checkmate. Take it from me...Jacob may have a lengthy record of distinguishing himself...but The Trust has been outsmarting people since before his great great great great grandparents had hit puberty...possibly even before that. I don't know the exact details of how long people live in that family...but it is a pretty good picture of how long we have been doing this. If there is one thing the Trust can do...it is outsmart people. Yates shrugged. Yates: We've got this. Yates laughed. He was going to speak again, but he stopped himself when he heard the pilot speaking. Trust Pilot: SIr...we are on approach to the Vigorous Inferno. Do you want tyo make the greeting...or shall I? Yates: Take care of it. Transmit our ONI Security codes, and request priority docking. Trust Pilot: Aye sir. The Pilot began to transmit Yates' ONI Security clearance to the Vigourous Inferno. After the transmission of the security codes, a docking permission was requested.

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob nodded. Jacob: By all means...contact them. I can wait. Jacob took a seat on the closest chair in the space port and called for a medic. Meanwhile: Harrison was on board the bridge of the Vigorous Inferno, he was looking over Covenant movements, status of his fleet, and the status of his fire teams ready to hit the Covenant. It was then, he was interrupted by one of his bridge officers. Officer: Sir, I have an incoming docking request. Harrison: Who? Officer: Vice Admiral Yates, sir. Harrison sighed. He didn't even know Yates was here, and he surely didn't want him on his ship. Harrison: What in God's name does he want? Officer: Doesn't say, sir. He simply sent us his ONI security codes and requested a docking permission. It checks out, sir. Harrison rolled his eyes. First, they put one of his best soldiers on an ONI mission, and now they bring ONI here. Harrison: Fine, give them docking permission. Hangar 7 is open...land there. The officer nodded and sent the instructions to Yates and his crew.

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Trust Pilot: Sir...we have been cleared to dock...hanger bay 7. Yates: Take us in pilot...nice and easy. The Pelican began to slow down, as it passed through the security barrier that protected the large hanger bay doors, and initiated docking procedures, eventually, coming to a full landing inside of the Vigorous Inferno's hanger bay. Yates and Black Team stepped out. Yates: Alright gentlemen...let's go have a chat with Harrison...and see if we can get him to get Jacob under control for us. Yates and Black Team turned, and they left the hanger bay. The five men walked through the corridors, eventually coming to an elevator. They caught the next elevator, and took it directly to the bridge. The elevator ride was a brief one, as in only a few minutes, Yates and Black Team had entered the bridge of the Vigorous Inferno. Yates led the pack, with Black Team following behind. Their weapons were not holstered, but rather, in their hands. This was done to show a clear sign of force, and to intimidate. Yates: Vice Admiral Harrison...a pleasure as always. I always enjoy paying a visit to the ships of the line...especially in times of great despair and difficulty. It allows me to see our brave men and women at their...finest. Yates raised an eyebrow as he looked at Harrison, a clear sign that he was not be totally sincere in anything he was saying. His tone was more arrogant than anything else. However, despite these tells, he still extended his hand, as an invitation to shake hands with Harrison. Meanwhile: Just as Tye was about to contact the Navy, he saw another Marine approach him, and salute. UNSC Marine: Sir... Tye looked at the Marine. Tyber: At ease son. What is it? UNSC Marine: SIr...some of our sniper teams were doing a bit of long range scotuing on Covenant movement...and they spotted something that did not show up on our IFF trackers. Tyber: What was it? UNSC Marine: An aircraft...sir. Tyber: More specifically? UNSC Marine: A Black...gunship... Tye took a deep breath, and then sighed. Tyber: Those guys... The Marine nodded. UNSC Marine: They are on a direct course for our position. Based on their speed...they should be here in less than a minute. Chances are, they plan on landing, because the landing strusts on the gunship are deployed. They appear to be landing. Tyber: Oh, great. Tye paused. He then looked at Jacob. Tyber: Isn't it always great when people you don't want to see just...drop in?

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob laughed as the medic was working on his wounds. He brushed his hands from his face and looked at Tye. Jacob: It's one feeling I know all too well. Jacob sighed. Jacob: I am sure they will come directly to you. Meanwhile: Harrison sighed and shook hands with Yates. He noticed Black Team, and their weapons, but he brushed it away. He knew what Yates was trying to do. Harrison smiled. Harrison: Vice-Admiral...welcome aboard. Harrison turned back around and faced his view screen. He continued to speak to Yates, with his back turned toward him. Harrison: For what reason do I owe the pleasure?

[Naked Crook]

Tye nodded in agreement. Tyber: Believe me...I am expecting it. To be frank...I expected them to show up sooner. In any case...they may be useful. Tye paused. Tyber: With that said...I see no reason not to let them in on current events, specifically, what you told me about the Covenant coming to slaughter us. They might have some more insight...perhaps even give us a few more details that could keep us alive a bit longer Concurrently: Nighthawk landed the Vulture on an open landing pad that was very close to the spaceport. The landing pad they had used was reserved for law enforcement vehicles. Jennifer: Alright...look guys, you need to keep one thing in mind; people don't trust you. Anaconda grunted. Anaconda: I wonder why? Jennifer looked at Anaconda. She sighed. Jennifer: The last time I talked to Tye, the guy was stressed out to his wits end. He hides it well...but I know when someone is ready to snap...and he is at that point. Just let me deal with him if you want anything done. Nighthawk: Alright. Fair enough. I for one am very aware of how Tye starts to act when he os out of patience. So be cool... Nighthawk looked at Anaconda. Nighthawk: And no antagonizing the locals. Anaconda grunted, and then nodded. Nighthawk: Alright...let's roll. Nighthawk had shut the engines on the Vulture, and the rear hatch opened. The trio stepped out of the Vulture. Jennifer led the grpup, as she approached several Marines who had taken up position near the Vulture. The Marines lowered their weapons, and the senior Marine spoke up. UNSC Sergeant: Ma'am...you seem to be keeping strange company. Jennifer: Stow it Marine. Where is Commander Vernette? The Sergeant pointed to the spaceport entrance. UNSC Sergeant: Last I heard...he was in the main terminal. Jennifer nodded, and then walked past the Sergeant. She headed to the Spaceports main terminal to find Tye. The Marines looked at Anaconda as he walked by. Anaconda didn't say much...except for letting out very loud snarl. This startled the Marines, making them jump back and move away. Meanwhile: Yates looked in Harridon's direction. He paused for a moment. Yates: I wish to discuss Jacob Sharpmen's current assignment, namely, who he must deliver the the information he is carrying to. I am here to inform you that he will be delivering that information to me. Upon his return...you are to order him to turn it over.

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Harrison rolled his eyes and then turned to face Yates. Harrison: Vice-Admiral...I have strict orders from ONI for that information to be delivered over to me, and for me to hang on to that information until the end of this battle. There was no information regarding you, your team behind you, or anything like that. As such, I will not be ordering Sharpmen to hand that data over to you. It will be in my hands. Harrison turned back around and put his hand up before Yates could speak. Harrison: And before you talk to me about your ONI credentials and security, I will not hear it. This is my ship, I received my orders, and I expect to stick to those orders to the letter. ONI had no position getting themselves involved in this already, I have a planet to save... With that, Harrison began to examine the planet surroundings and begin planning his invasion. Concurrently on the planet surface: Jacob nodded. Jacob: If it's one thing they know how to do...it's kill. Jacob paused, seeing Jennifer come in, followed by Nighthawk and Anaconda. Jacob: I'll follow your lead, Tye.

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Yates: Harrison...do you honestly expect ONI, as clandestine as it is, to inform you about every single facet of an operation? That is not how we operate...that is never how we have operated. For all you know Harrison...I was the one who sent you the orders in the first place...yet, you have the gall to stand here and tell me that I have no jurisdiction in the matter? Yates paused. Yates: Tell me Harrison...who are you eventually going to give that information to? Did your orders ever specify? Meanwhile: Tye nodded at Jacob. When he turned, he saw Jennifer with Nighthawk and Anaconda. Tye was pleased to see that Jennifer was alive and well. He then looked at Nighthawk and Anaconda. Tyber: So...what brings you two here? Nighthawk: We cam here under her recommendation. We saw that the airfield was getting hammered, so we stopped in to try and lend a hand. She was the only survivor we found. Jennifer: It's true...The Covenant just moved in and steamrolled airfield Mayweather. If it wasn't for these two...I would be dead for sure. Tye nodded. Tyber: Well...I guess we ought to be thankful for that, at least...

[Hells Sniper]

Harrison shrugged and turned around. Harrison: I am sure I would have been notified eventually. Never would I have guessed that an ONI personnel would walk up and just identify themselves as such. If ONI is as clandestine as you say it is, this is definitely not how they would go about doing it. Harrison then glared at the four ODSTs standing behind Yates and chuckled a bit. Harrison: And no way in hell would an ONI personnel have those four ODSTs with them. Harrison walked forward, brushing past Yates. Harrison: Tell me...Colonel, who are you? And why did you fire upon some of my best field commanders? Meanwhile: Jacob was standing cautiously. He was saddened by the news of airfield Mayweather, he had knew many of the men there had gotten out of the destruction of White River, only to be killed later. He frowned, but regained his composure and looked at Nighthawk and Anaconda.

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Black 1 looked at Harrison. He did not answer. He simply looked forward. Yates watched this, and simply grinned. Yates: You know, Harrison, you're not the only one who can refuse to cooperate. Yates circled around Harrison. Yates: However, I will say this much; these men were acting under orders. They fired on your "commanders" because your "commanders" were assisting and cooperating with wanted fugitives who have been directly responsible for various attacks on ONI facilities and personnel. In short...your people are helping the bad guys. That is why they were ordered to fire. Unlike "your people"...my people are loyal officers who have total allegiance to the people they work for. Meanwhile: Tye paused for a moment. He thought about the situation at hand, and what Jacob had told him earlier. Tye looked at Jacob, then at Tyber: Alright, well, since you two are here...you should probebly know that The Covenant is heading our way, and ready to grind us down. Based on what Jacob told me...The Covenant want us out of Carver, and they are putting a lot of force into doing it. Nighthawk looked at Jacob. Nighthawk: How would you know what The Covenant is planning? What is the source of this intel? Would it have something to do with the fact that you look like a 20 year old dish rag that was just harrased by a dog?