Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141123021722/@comment-4794494-20141128145721

(Bray, Kurt, Megan and co. are now on a higher platform, attempting to reach the endangered kig-yar bishop, Faes)

The sentinels stand their ground, with their guns still raised. The Spartan walks right up to them. Although Bandon might have had other ideas, Holland commanded them to hold their fire. Jorge stopped walking when he was only 10 meters away from the group.

Holland "Identify yourself, now."

Jorge "Hol vagyok?"

Holland into comms "Did you get that? What language is that?"

Handler over comms "Doesn't match anything we have in the database."

Bandon "Speak the common tongue, alien."

Jorge "So I'm not exactly in hell yet. Where am I?"

Bandon "You're on republic territory. Crushing a mountain range doesn't make for a good first impression."

Jorge "A nevem Jorge. Hadd gondolkozzam, I set off a slipspace drive to destroy a covenant ship. The next thing I know, I'm falling to some strange planet."

Holland "I figured as much. The vehicle bay console recorded your closing of all exterior doors. Futile, but smart."

Holland turned to his men and signaled with a flat palm. The team, with the exception of Bandon, lowered their guns.

Holland "I'm ordering my men to stand down now. Don't try anything or we'll be forced to shoot you."

Jorge "Biztos, whatever you say."

Bandon "Hol, are you sure you want to just lay down your weapon like that? He could be rampant for all we know."

Jorge suddenly approaches Bandon, who slowly backed up. The massive Spartan swiped the shotgun from the Sentinel's hands, and crushed the barrel with one hand. Afterwards, he handed it back to him.

Bandon "I'm not gonna like this guy."

Jorge "Likewise."