Halo X Female Dedsec Operative Reader

(N) How you meet |Osiris|

Key:

[y/n] – your name

[l/n] – last name

[e/c] – eye color

[h/l] –hair length

[h/c] – hair color

[s/c] – skin color

[f/f] – favorite food

[f/d] – favorite drink

[f/c] – favorite color

[D/B/N] – Dedsec Branch Name (basically meaning like what part of the world you're from, for ex: "San Francisco Branch")

|Jameson Locke|

With your [h/c] in a mess you are trying to head back to your room. Howard thought it be funny to ruffle you up a little. You couldn't tell Lasky about it. That is for two reasons. One; you have no intention of starting unnecessary drama and becoming a part of the ship's gossip. And two; whether you will ever admit it, you are scared of Howard.

As you walk down the hall you head begins to ache causing you not to realize that there someone in front of you. As a result you end up bumping into the person.

"Sorry miss." He says steadying you.

"No, it's okay. I should be the one apologizing." You say tiredly and with a kind smile on your lips.

"Are you okay Officer [l/n]?" He asks.

You look at him for a moment. He is dark skinned and has brown eyes.

Wait I know him. He's...!

"I'm alright Spartan Locke. Thank you for asking." You continue to smile.

But little do you know that Locke, while taken back that you know who he is, sees through your smile. He also can't help but notice that the seam of your uniform's sleave has a tear in it.

"What happened here?" He asks gesturing to the tear.

You look at it and your [e/c] eyes widen.

"You have got to be..." You take a deep breath before continuing that sentence.

Damnit Howard!

"Sorry about that. I guess it's time to put in an order for a new one. ... Actually, I see if I can stitch up tonight." You say the last part about repairing your uniform being more toward yourself.

Good thing I didn't run into Silva or the others. They would have lost their shit and beat the crap out of Howard.

"What happened?" Locke asks not believing that the suit is just getting old.

"Wear and tear, Spartan Locke. Also, I could have gotten it caught one something and didn't notice." You say now thinking about it more.

Out of reflex you place your hand over your shoulder to cover up the tear. This reflex comes from the last time a shirt of yours teared at the sleeve. That time the whole sleeve came off. One of the most embarrassing moments of your life.

"It's barely noticeable." Locke says seeing you cover it up. "And covering it like that make give off the idea you got hurt."

"Right. Thanks for pointing it out before it got worse." You thank him already believing that if went unnoticed you would relive that moment mentioned before.

Clearly this is a possible disaster avoided. After thanking Locke one last time you bid him a good evening and walk off to your room.