Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20150501032315/@comment-4794494-20150507030734

An Unggoy waves two glowing traffic sticks as the Phantom comes to a rest. A pair of Sangheili stroll over to the bottom of the gravity lift and await for the crew to come down.

Meanwhile, in the lab...

Bray "What armor will she use?"

Doctor Parsely "No MJOLNIR for her. We contacted one of our assets, a mercenary team named Extinction, and ordered a custom exo-skeleton for her."

"What's wrong, Spartan?"

Bray "She'll have to be more careful and more considerate of her mortality... that's nice."