[When it comes to disasters, Linda is a pro. Any Spartan is. Each and every one if them is good to have in a pinch. This situation isn't any different. She scours the district she's in one block at a time, looking for people trapped or too scared to venture out, ready to lead them to safety. There has to be a way to get through, to get out, and as she's been tasked with this just as much as she's tasked herself with it, everyone will get out safely. For a Spartan, their mission isn't just to fight, but to protect.
If you're floating and lost, expect a line thrown out to you, its end solidly anchored behind her or around her waist. If you're the more adventurous sort, you'll find her trying to turn a large wheel on a huge pump, still unaccustomed to generously provided nerfing of her abilities.
Is she helping you, or are you helping her?]
5
[Spartans are big. That's the first thing. Linda is tall and fit and with her hair grown out she looks about like an Olympic athlete. If she was one, her sport of choice would be clear, because as you see her off in the corner of the training area, she holds a very long rifle that could impress even the biggest weapons enthusiast. It's a sniper rifle, and though she's good with a great many things, the sniper rifle is closest to her heart, her weapon of choice, and the one she was most frequently tasked with bearing. She holds it now as she settles into a prone position on a raised surface, then pulls goggles down over her eyes. A few rapid, eerily quiet shots are fired in succession, straight at the makeshift target, and she looks impassive until she's finished. After that, she stands, looking the gun over with approval and pushing the goggles back up to her forehead. Addressing the crowd near her, the people she's ready to train, she holds the gun carefully.]
Linda-058 | Halo | 2 / 5
[When it comes to disasters, Linda is a pro. Any Spartan is. Each and every one if them is good to have in a pinch. This situation isn't any different. She scours the district she's in one block at a time, looking for people trapped or too scared to venture out, ready to lead them to safety. There has to be a way to get through, to get out, and as she's been tasked with this just as much as she's tasked herself with it, everyone will get out safely. For a Spartan, their mission isn't just to fight, but to protect.
If you're floating and lost, expect a line thrown out to you, its end solidly anchored behind her or around her waist. If you're the more adventurous sort, you'll find her trying to turn a large wheel on a huge pump, still unaccustomed to generously provided nerfing of her abilities.
Is she helping you, or are you helping her?]
5
[Spartans are big. That's the first thing. Linda is tall and fit and with her hair grown out she looks about like an Olympic athlete. If she was one, her sport of choice would be clear, because as you see her off in the corner of the training area, she holds a very long rifle that could impress even the biggest weapons enthusiast. It's a sniper rifle, and though she's good with a great many things, the sniper rifle is closest to her heart, her weapon of choice, and the one she was most frequently tasked with bearing. She holds it now as she settles into a prone position on a raised surface, then pulls goggles down over her eyes. A few rapid, eerily quiet shots are fired in succession, straight at the makeshift target, and she looks impassive until she's finished. After that, she stands, looking the gun over with approval and pushing the goggles back up to her forehead. Addressing the crowd near her, the people she's ready to train, she holds the gun carefully.]
Any takers on round one?