dust_and_echoes: (-On guard)
The Master Chief ([personal profile] dust_and_echoes) wrote in [community profile] space_jam 2013-12-31 07:29 pm (UTC)

It wasn't Covenant, it wasn't Forerunner, it wasn't UNSC, and those three facts exhausted John's ability to identify the vessel. Arachidamia was on her feet before he was, pacing and sniffing. To be fair, there was less of Arachidamia to move.

"Anything?" he said.

"Human," his dæmon reported. "But not recent." This was comforting, but only slightly. People could be talked to, sometimes.

The Chief gestured for Arachidamia to move and they headed for the end of the hall. They didn't reach it before she came to a sudden halt, ears up and tail high. John stopped.

Arachidamia turned her head to the left, indicating the direction the sound had come from, then shrank back to put the armored bulk of the Chief between herself and the unknown around the corner. She was wary of it, but not enough to pull him back too.

He'd take those odds.

John touched the top of the dog's head, a warning to stay back out of any potential line of fire, and stepped around the edge.

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