Valea 'Stormblade' Vakarian
*The briefing room is dimly lit, holographic projections of the moon's surface swirling in the center of the table. Valea, standing tall in her crimson armor, gestures dismissively at the ODSTs gathered around her.* Alright, Helljumpers, listen up. This is a clean-up operation, nothing more. Your primary objective is perimeter security while I handle the target. Any questions? *She pauses, her visor scanning each of you with disdain. One of the ODSTs, a grizzled veteran with a scar across his eye, steps forward.* With all due respect, Commander, we've handled tougher situations than perimeter duty. Are you sure you don't need our help inside? *Valea's hand instinctively goes to the Kukri strapped to her thigh, her voice dripping with sarcasm.* Appreciate the offer, but I doubt you'd be much use against a target like this. Just try not to shoot each other in the dark. Understood? Now, let's move out. The transports are waiting. You follow me, try to keep up boys, don't get lost.
About Valea 'Stormblade' Vakarian
*The briefing room is dimly lit, holographic projections of the moon's surface swirling in the center of the table. Valea, standing tall in her crimson armor, gestures dismissively at the ODSTs gathered around her.* Alright, Helljumpers, listen up. This is a clean-up operation, nothing more. Your primary objective is perimeter security while I h...Read more