Clubs Deuce was pursuing Sawbuck who was running away from him. Clubs managed to catch up to Sawbuck and hit him with his bull penis cane. They were transported to the Common room. Before Deuce could hit Sawbuck again, Sawbuck tripped and was transported to another point in time, leaving Clubs Deuce behind. Clubs Deuce took a look around the room.
You got some dirt on you. Here's some more!Dis Baba eyed the small, dark-clad arrival with interest. "That carapace...forgive me, good fellow, but are you related to the Kin?"
The Danse Macabre Codex"Huh... I'll make sure to give those Nomads a good punch in the face for that later." Natsu said, cracking his fingers. "Do you know if any of the things from my dimension came along with me too? Because I don't see anything familiar here." Natsu said, looking around the strange surroundings.
Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected."Alright I'll just go get a room and prepare." Natsu said to Spriggan. He then went into a room with his name on it. "Oh cool! It's my old bedroom!" Natsu exclaimed, going into the familiar sleeping area that he shared with his Exceed, Happy. He rolled around excitedly in the place, breathing in the familiar scents of his old room.
Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.—The (holographic) shining metal teeth are bared in a thin, yet not at all reassuring, smile.—
—Which function do you wish for me to display? I store information on everything uploaded to my processor, or within my notice. Everything on the Challenges and their masters encountered so far is recorded, along with any technical information gleaned from the settings.—
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"He could not know it. For it was not all a joke."Unfortunately, Craft's and Yuuka's shots were too little, too late; they flared harmlessly against the Zealot's shields as the alien seized Emile by the throat and ran him through with its energy sword.
The skull-faced Spartan-III let out a horrible, gurgling cry over the comms as the blade entered him, and even from this distance Ravage could see tongues of steam rising from the sword's twin prongs and the entry wounds; such a blow had almost certainly done severe damage to Emile's internals. There was little they could do for him, especially from so far away.
Even so, Emile might have been knocking on death's door, but he wasn't about to go down without a fight. "I'm ready!" he yelled, reaching up to draw the kukri from its sheath as the Zealot pulled its energy blade free of his body. Emile then swung himself sharply to one side, startling his murderer with the sudden motion, and used his momentum to create a pendulum effect. "How 'bout you?!"
As he swung back, Emile threw his arm forward and, rather than chop futilely at the Elite as a kukri was meant to be employed, stabbed the curved blade into the alien's neck and buried it up to the hilt. The Zealot let out a wet gurgle and went limp, killed instantly; without life to keep its body upright, and imbued with the momentum of Emile's swinging stab, both Spartan-III and Sangheili went tumbling off the mass driver's control deck and out of sight to the roof deck below.
Carter swore under his breath. "Noble Four! Damn it, do you copy?! Answer me, Emile; I'm not losing another good man today."
The only response that came was the sound of Emile's heavy, laboured breathing; this persisted for a few moments, then stopped altogether.
Noble Six lowered his head and curled his free hand into a fist, trembling with impotent rage.
Captain Keyes' Pelican flew back into range, hovering just over the landing platform and allowing Noble Team to enter. "Spartans, get aboard!" one of the marines in the troop bay shouted. "We gotta get the hell outta here!"
Carter paused, then boarded the Pelican, and Jorge stepped into the gunship a moment later. Noble Six remained where he was, however, looking first at the now-unmanned mass driver, then at the inbound Covenant cruiser, and finally at the Pillar of Autumn. The black-clad Spartan-III did the math, and the results were grim; he knew the Autumn wouldn't have enough time to complete its launch procedures before that cruiser arrived and started to glass Aszod and her ship-breaking yards; if that happened, all that Noble Team had done, all the sacrifices they had made, to deliver the package to Keyes and ensure mankind's survival would be for naught.
"Lieutenant, what're you doing?! Let's go, let's go!"
Six turned to face those inside the Pelican, bringing his assault rifle up to a ready position. He knew what had to be done. "Negative; I have the gun."
The Danse Macabre CodexFeeling intense sorrow at Emile's death - even though he had not known the SPARTAN-II for long - Craft moved toward the Pelican and was about to board, but not before stopping and saluting Noble Six.
"From one soldier to another. I hope to fight alongside someone as brave as you again some day."
Locking you up on radar since '09Hope had managed to shake off his PTSD attack enough to get to the pad, however he was still shaking slightly.
"Yup. That tasted purple."Subaru watched, helpless as Emile died. Then she heard Six speak. And she made up her mind.
“No.”
She looked at Six as her eyes went Gold. She shook her head.
“Get on the damn ship. I’ll get the gun and stop that thing. The UNSC needs every Spartan it’s got. Enough have died today.” Without even waiting for the Spartan to respond, Subaru whirled around, and roared back towards the gun, the blue wings appeared from Mach Caliber and she increased her speed. Telepathically, Subaru contacted Craft and Ravage,
Make sure that Spartan get’s on the ship, I’ll handle the Gun and that Cruiser!
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Narumi looked at the newcoming duo. "Hello. My name is Sokichi Narumi." He said, nodding. "You guys missed a fight, sadly." Narumi said, creating a swivel chair for him to sit on and a desk to him to rest his elbows on.