Carolinas pov
————————Of course they'd complain, he may have more information than we know. We have to take him back and kill him or interrogate him to get information. And that ship in my view, a UNSC ship, is my best option, though it's gonna be almost impossible to board, unless....
David POV
——————We finished the meeting and I walked out CT right behind be
"If you wanna stay under cover you have to change the armor but it will take a while so rest, and you can go to the armory and get the armor off if you wish" David said "but you have to stick with me, we don't trust you yet, and we won't for a while, lucky for you I'm fairly talkative and can actually hold a conversation if you so please, so you choose what to do" David said and CTs shoulders slumped as if relieved or saddened that she you'll have to be around David all the time
"If like to get my armor off, where is the armory? And I'd like to not sleep in same room as a man I'd be uncomfortable" CT said
"Follow me to the armory, and who ever said we had rooms, you should know about racks, you'll share with many men and women, and all will be Spartans, no need to be worried" David said and started walking he dreaded having to turn his back to her but she didn't know her way around the ship, he kept his helmet on and was tracking her motion, lucky for him she was staying right behind him.
They made it to the armory quickly well for CT, for David on the other hand it felt like hours though it was only 15 minutes, it felt as if walking with a rookie, or someone just going into basic, aka he just had to walk slow so she could keep up.
"Go to that machine there it's specified for ODSTS or marines who in which need help with taking off the armor, and take off your helmet so they know you're not a spartan" David said and she obeyed David on the other hand went to his specified machine Which just so happened to be right across from CT.
"Good to see you back sir, will you just be getting the armor off or just switch" a man said and David mentally shuddered at being called 'sir'
"Change back to my normal armor" david said and stepped on the plat form
CTs pov
—————'It's smart for him to be weary of me, I was a freelancer and he dosent know if I'm a spy, but do I really need to sleep with men in the same room as me' she thought as people started taking off her armor.
She saw David walking to another, heavier duty machine with dents and scratches on it, when he arrived She couldn't hear what they said but he made a nodding gesture and stepped on the platform instantly machines started moving around him, one arm ramming into Davids forearms that must have been uncomfortable but pieces of armor fell off hitting the ground with a loud THUD, then they moved to his upper arms, then legs, and torso, the bigger the piece of armor the louder the thud. She felt the last of her armor come off
"Ok ma'am you are good to go" a woman said
"Ok thank you I have a question, how long does it take to get his armor off" she asked pointing to David
"It depends, but it takes an average of 15 minutes, why? He's just a spartan, and if I were you I'd suggest you stay away from them, they are killing machines" the woman said
"Oh he just got back from a mission and i was a 'tag along' I have to follow him because he doesn't trust me" CT said and saw another set of armor next to David, it looked much like Maine's armor with Carolinas coloring.
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Agent-882
FanficA spartan in project freelancer, what will they do? This is not gonna go along with the actual storyline.