Kurt wasn't sure what had happened to him or how he'd been transported from Onyx's core to what was unmistakably a ship of some kind. He wasn't used to space ships jolting and shaking about so unsteadily however so he braced an arm against the bulkhead for balance and peeled himself up off the floor he'd just slammed into.
Considering all he could remember was an army of Covenant forces closing in on him and the motley crew of Spartan-II's and III's, he was automatically on high alert an seeking out potentially camouflaged Elites or anything else that might ping on his motion sensors. Unfortunately, he wasn't getting anything on his COM frequencies when he tried desperately to radio the rest of his team.
The active camo feature of his SPI armor kicked in as the near seven feet tall Spartan went nigh on invisible and started to make his way through the ship in search of some answers. Though there seemed to be little to be had.
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Considering all he could remember was an army of Covenant forces closing in on him and the motley crew of Spartan-II's and III's, he was automatically on high alert an seeking out potentially camouflaged Elites or anything else that might ping on his motion sensors. Unfortunately, he wasn't getting anything on his COM frequencies when he tried desperately to radio the rest of his team.
The active camo feature of his SPI armor kicked in as the near seven feet tall Spartan went nigh on invisible and started to make his way through the ship in search of some answers. Though there seemed to be little to be had.