Halo 1x1 with The wild one

[Chupi]

A wonderful Halo 1x1 with The wild one ONLY!

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The wild one's Character:

Name: Fred
Gender: Male
Age: Exact age unknown, but he is technically somewhere in his thirties or forties biologically, but really looks to be in his late twenties or so because of the augmentations all Spartans were given as teenagers.
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blues
Other Features: He has quite a few scars on his face from various fights, and he's blind in his left eye as well from an injury. .
Personality: Fred’s a bit of a reserved man. He has been through a lot in his life, and he prefers to keep quiet about it. He’s also just naturally not a people-person. There have been a few people over the years that have managed to get through his quiet outer shell, but those people don’t exist anymore, due to the Human-Covenant war that has been raging for sometime now.
History: Fred was taken to become a Spartan at the age of six, and went through basic training until he was eighteen. At that time, he went through some very painful operations and augmentations that turned him and several others into the perfect super soldier.
Fred was placed into a small squad, made up of three other Spartans. He eventually got quite close to them, especially the female Spartan who was essentially his second-in-command. However, his squad was slowly killed off one by one by various missions and battles until it was only Fred that was left. This is the main reason why Fred is quiet and doesn’t like to talk to other people; he doesn’t want to go through the pain of losing such close friends again.
Weapons of Choice: Sniper rifle (Long-range) and magnum pistol (Medium/close-range)
Helmet: Mark IV
Shoulders: E.V.A.
Chest Plate: E.V.A.
Emblem:

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Secret VodkAssassin's Character:

Name: Enyo
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown. Said to be in her thirties, but acts like an arrogent teenager.
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Brown
Other Features: A scar on her left cheek almost touching her eye. She's got a talent at driving vehicles as well
Personality: Very quiet when she's not doing anything exciting to her, but she really can be quite loud as she is most of the time, not to mention that she is the sarcastic and boasting type. She's a bit arrogent and can move without thinking. She also happens to be a bit silly at times, especially when she's trying to lighten the mood. Enyo judges people too quickly, which makes it hard for her to get used to new people, but when she does, she's really not that bad.
History: Not much is known about her since she doesn't like talking about her past, but she has had a hard time working together with other people back then. One thing for sure was that she used to work with another Spartan solider by the name of "Buddy". She carries his dog tags with her always.
Weapons of Choice: Battle Rifle (Long-range) and Shotgun (Short-range)
Helmet: Recon
Shoulders: Recon (Left), Jump Jet (Right)
Chest Plate: HP/HALO (Not in image)
Emblem:

(( I'm basing my character off of my Halo Reach spartan. <:'D ))

[The wild one]

Fred was sitting awkwardly in the seat of a Falcon as it flew over the tiny base camp. From his vantage point, he could see just about everything there was to the camp, which wasn't all that much. A couple of bunkers set up at barracks for the Marines, a badly set up tent to protect food supplies and a few scattered makeshift tables for the camp's crew to sit and rest at. There were several Marines already there, but that seemed to be it.
The Falcon began its descent towards the camp, and the one Marine sitting across from Fred gave the Spartan a light kick to his armoured shin. Fred nodded and got to his feet, gripping the hand holds above his head. The Falcon dipped down close to the brown earth, and Fred stepped down onto the hard ground, stumbling slightly from the awkward dismount. The Falcon whirred deafening overhead for a moment and then rose again, heading off to where ever it was needed next.
Fred looked around at the tiny camp. His arrival had barely caused a flicker in the day's work; the arrival of new soldiers, even Spartans, was not news to these Marines. Fred sighed and walked into the camp. He wondered to himself if there were any other Spartans here. There would have to be at least one other around. He wouldn't be sent out here alone after all. Spartans like him were made to work with other Spartans, and the UNSC would have hopefully granted him that.

[Chupi]

(( I changed Enyo's personality a bit. I also hope you don't mind of I add Halo humor. XD ))

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"Just hand over the wheel!"

"No, no, no, I know what I'm doing!"

The warthog swiveled and bounced down the rocky path to the camp. Things would have gone much faster if Enyo just sat still and let the marine drive to their destination. Of course, new missions meant new thrills, and Enyo decided that she would let it start right then and there. The marine tried pushing her away, "Just sit down! We're almost there!"

"Well then let me drive the rest of the way!"

"We're gonna flip over!"

"I won't let that happen!"

The warthog suddenly sped up and was heading straight for a tent holding supplies in the camp. Marines were yelling at each other to move out of the way.

[The wild one]

Fred heard the growling engine of the Warthog getting closer and closer to the camp. He turned slightly, tilting his head so that he could see what was going on. At first, all he saw were Marines scrambling to get supplies out of a certain tent. A millisecond later, a Warthog came flying over the nearest hill, heading straight for the supplies tent that the Marines were trying to clear in time. Fred knew that they had about two seconds before the prongs on the front of the Warthog would tear through the tent and destroy anything in it.
Then, Fred saw who the driver was, and he groaned. It was a Spartan.
"Why? Why do I have to end up in the camp with a crazy kid?" he muttered to himself, his previously confused expression becoming an unhappy scowl.

[Chupi]

"Ok, seriously ma'am, just- Dear God, just sit down!"

"Hey, you just back off and let me drive!"

Enyo was being a backseat driver. Literally. She steered the wheel back and forth, fighting against the marine trying to drive his vehicle.

"I'm so gonna get it after this...! Slow down, spartan!"

"Just let go of the d*mn wheel!"

The marine decided to finally let go and let Enyo take the wheel from the back. She turned it swiftly and made the warthog skid in a circle, slowing it down. It finally stopped with a bump, just inches away from the tent. The marine driver and the other two in the warthog stuck their heads out from under the seats, watching Enyo jump out and enter the camp. She looked back and said, "I told you I wouldn't let it happen!"

[The wild one]

The Marines that had been nearby had all taken cover, obviously expecting the worst out of this situation. Fred was glad to see that the Spartan he was looking at did at least have some ability to handle a vehicle, but he didn't like how she wasn't really listening to others. And, if that were the case, she certainly weren't going to listen to orders right away.
Fred exhaled slowly and then walked over to the Spartan, stopping in her path to keep her from going any further. His helmet was off at the moment, so his displeased expression was quite clear on his face.
"I hope that this isn't going to be something that I'm going to be seeing on a regular basis," he said, his voice almost a growl. He had to tilt his head slightly to see the other Spartan properly, so it kind of ruined his tough guy stance. He didn't really care, though. He just needed to see the Spartan he was talking to.

[Chupi]

Enyo looked ahead before facing the other spartan if front of her. Oh great, they set me up with another spartan...Just what I need. "I've got no promises on that, sir," she said with a rather strong tone. Enyo placed both hands on her helmet, lifting it from her shoulders. Under that thick steel armor was just a simple girl. She glared at him with her dark brown eyes. Don't expect me to like you...

[The wild one]

The corners of Fred's mouth turned down a little further at Enyo's words. He narrowed his blue eyes slightly.
"I suggest you at least try to act like you're an adult, and not some teenager trying to have the run of the place. The UNSC dropping you out in the middle of nowhere does not mean you can just leave safety rules behind," he said, his voice very, very dark in tone. He needed to make sure that this young woman understood that he was, in rank at least, the dominant one here.
Fred let his eyes wander over the female Spartan that stood in front of him. She was just an inch or two shorter than him, but that didn't really matter; she was practically eye to eye with him at the moment. There were scratches and dents in her armour, which wasn't all that surprising. Most Spartans had a few scratches on their suits from their fights. Although, Fred had a feeling that quite of the few dents and whatnot were from reckless behaviour, and not "war wounds".

[Chupi]

(( Fred is totally psychic. XD ))

Enyo growled a bit at this spartan's tone towards her. She hated being treated like a little kid. "Well, we all gotta survive here, and I'm going to do it my way if I have to!"


(( Sorry for the short post. I gtg! ))

[The wild one]

[Haha. Fred's dealt with reckless Spartans before, and knows how they work xD.
And that's all right. I have to go as well.]

"Your way will just get you killed faster," Fred muttered. "And those unfortunate enough to get too close." He was in a foul mood from having been uprooted from his comfortable position at a military base in New Alexandria, and Enyo's mindset was not helping his mood whatsoever. It was incredibly tempting to slap some sense into her, but that was something that he knew better than to actually do. He could do it in his head, but actually hitting her would be a big no-no.
Fred knew that he wouldn't be getting through to her today, so trying to drill her into behaving properly would be a waste of time.
"Just try not to get yourself kill," he said. "I would like to actually have someone with your abilities around. The Marines don't make the cut for that sort of thing."