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He should've expected both , honestly , especially when he 'crashed out' and was completely sober — Same remedy , for the most part .

Emile went for the water first , downing it like a man dying of thirst . Or 'like a fish' as she aptly described it a minute earlier .

That was what he had an +
— Though it was amusing to see him in this sorry state, she didn't seem to smile or show any hint of it.

"What's the last thing that you remember?"
November 29, 2025 at 5:09 PM
"Understood , ma'am ."
'For his sake' was putting it too damn lightly .

Emile suddenly stepped a bit closer , just to make sure no one else could hear . "Honestly ? Don't let her hear that , she'll put that fuckin' req in herself — I know how this story ends ."

Stepping back , he was quick to +
"Unofficially, she is. She did assume the role herself after all."

Deirdre took another sip from her coffee mug, longer this time. Upon lowering it, she would nod towards the Alpha.

"Whether or not it becomes official is entirely up to my discretion. For your sake, I hope I don't have to."
duration .

No adding or subtracting to the population , no marriages or divorces . And probably dial back on bothering the ODSTs ... Again .
November 29, 2025 at 9:27 AM
Reposted by 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀 𝟐𝟑𝟗 .
" 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 , 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 . "
August 28, 2025 at 8:10 AM
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" 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 . "
November 27, 2025 at 4:25 AM
Reposted by 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀 𝟐𝟑𝟗 .
" 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 . "
November 27, 2025 at 12:53 AM
Reposted by 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀 𝟐𝟑𝟗 .
November 28, 2025 at 10:16 PM
He snorted at the question , but pulled himself together with speed . Maybe the commander was haunting him .

"No ma'am . In fact , I think you already have one ." Emile vaguely gestured back to the other Spartan's room .

He knew the rules , anyway , and was planning to relax for the rest of the +
She'd raise a brow at him in response to his question, lowering the mug as the corners of her mouth pulled into a taut line.

"Do I need to assign you a chaperone in order to ensure there's order on my ship?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, honing in on Emile like he were a target.
activities during leave ?" He could feel Carter haunting him , truthfully — But the thought did make him smirk . Probably would've gave him shit for waking up in someone else's bunk , but commend him for not inking anyone .
November 28, 2025 at 11:21 PM
He seemed to have had ignored what she said about the bed entirely — Because of course that was the answer , what else would it have been ?

Emile did , however , audibly groan in response to the time . He tried to hide his face in the pillow , like that would help matters . "Fuuuck ..." Then , he +
—Might as well use the perks that the jobs come with, otherwise, what would be the point?

"Around 0930 if I had to guess. Captain was gracious enough to issue leave for the weekend."

The Spartan leaned against the doorframe, arms lightly crossed over her chest.
November 28, 2025 at 11:11 PM
"I try not to , though you know why I'm wary ." Most of that conversation was for the ship's therapist , but he's sure Deirdre did some light reading .

He shrugged gently , reaching for a medium-sized flask of coffee himself — Guess Talia shared more brew .

"And you ain't worried about my +
"I've noticed she keeps you from getting into too much trouble. I wouldn't take that for granted."

Deirdre lifted the rim of her mug to her lips, taking a brief sip of black liquid.

"I may be Catholic, but this isn't a confessional, Two-Three-Nine. I believe you and your own are still on leave."
her bunk after I passed out ."

At least Talia wasn't like him , doing sloppy ink while blackout drunk — Jun was lucky to be doing big boy stuff now , lest Emile gets to draw more bullshit on the Chief of Staff's skin .
November 28, 2025 at 11:01 PM
"Right — How fresh is the ink ? Heard your crew came back about a year or so back."
“ you should choose what you say next carefully .”

hard stare at the other .
"Nah — Just making sure my scanner isn't bugged ..." He shook his head , considering the most obvious option given Red Team's recent return .

"It ain't — Cryo's a goddamn bitch , huh ?"
November 28, 2025 at 10:50 PM
Hopefully .

He'll probably try a II next , end up either beaten up or with a bruised pelvis ... ( Snort )
Dumbass.

He'll certainly know better after this.
Probably did . He'll be alright .

He didn't even know Spartans drank .
November 28, 2025 at 10:48 PM
"Nah — Just making sure my scanner isn't bugged ..." He shook his head , considering the most obvious option given Red Team's recent return .

"It ain't — Cryo's a goddamn bitch , huh ?"
“ someone’s lying to themselves. “

flexing a tad bit harder.
"Don't include us , Sierra One-Thirty — that's mostly Marines and Troopers ."

Despite that , he's squinting from through his visor , HUD scanned picked something up .
November 28, 2025 at 10:01 PM
"Don't include us , Sierra One-Thirty — that's mostly Marines and Troopers ."

Despite that , he's squinting from through his visor , HUD scanned picked something up .
you guys and a obsession with muscles ..
November 28, 2025 at 9:47 PM
Probably did . He'll be alright .

He didn't even know Spartans drank .
Oh of course they'd try and challenge a Spartan.

Hopefully they don't need to get dragged to the medbay for alcohol poisoning.
Preaching to the choir , corporal .

Drank one of your Lieutenant Commanders under the table and back .
November 28, 2025 at 8:32 PM
Reposted by 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀 𝟐𝟑𝟗 .
#FlexFriday

He blames Blue Team , and that Veta , Olivia , or Ash aren't here to condemn his showing off .
November 28, 2025 at 8:11 PM
Preaching to the choir , corporal .

Drank one of your Lieutenant Commanders under the table and back .
November 28, 2025 at 8:14 PM
Plenty .
Any other hell jumpers alive or am I the only one?
November 28, 2025 at 8:07 PM
He reluctantly eased up , sighing as he chose to lean against the wall . Emile definitely noticed the vice grip that she wielded on her coffee , but didn't make mention of it .

"Thank you , captain — Guess Beta Two Seventy-One took it upon herself to play designated Spartan and ... I ended up in +
It almost reminded her of catching a misbehaving child, it was charming, really.

"At ease, Spartan."

Though her headache was creeping into the back of her eye sockets, she managed a small semblance of a smile.

"I'm glad to hear it was an eventful evening, as it should be for you all."
Just not gonna mention that he outdrank an ODST . Not that it needed to be said .
November 28, 2025 at 7:57 PM
Son of a bitch .

As soon as she acknowledged his presence , he stopped in his tracks to stand at attention . Leave or not , he knows better after Fumirole ...

"Mornin' , ma'am — Probably did , don't remember much aside from scarfing down food and drinking ." He'll admit that , no shame in it ... +
Her attention moved towards him as he was passing by, taking note of his demeanor.

"Good morning, Spartan. I trust you had a good evening last night?"
And he's carefully walking past , coming from B271's room towards his own ...
November 28, 2025 at 5:19 PM
And he's carefully walking past , coming from B271's room towards his own ...
She's awake, and with a headache.

Deirdre is holding onto her coffee mug with a vice grip.
November 28, 2025 at 5:08 PM
Shit , there's the captain herself ... He'll just try and be discreet about walking by ...
November 28, 2025 at 4:39 PM
Reposted by 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀 𝟐𝟑𝟗 .
" 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."
November 28, 2025 at 4:31 PM
He couldn't help but tiredly laugh at her words , though it came out almost like a wheeze . "You do too much for me , that's the problem ." Shaking his head , he sat up slightly and looked around as well .

"No wonder this bed don't feel like shit ." While the ship accommodated very kindly to the +
"Just coming in to check on you. Don't say that I didn't do anything for you."

She'd glance around somewhat before turning her attention back to him.

"You're in my room. I was feeling compassionate instead of leaving you passed out in the hall."
He's also just slightly hungover , barely . Augments and shit .

"Yeah ... Why are you in my room ?"

Assuming it was his room , anyway , god forbid if Cpt. Deirdre hears about a Spartan passing out in the middle of her ship .
November 28, 2025 at 4:29 PM
He's also just slightly hungover , barely . Augments and shit .

"Yeah ... Why are you in my room ?"

Assuming it was his room , anyway , god forbid if Cpt. Deirdre hears about a Spartan passing out in the middle of her ship .
Welcome back to the land of the living.
<— Has only just now awoken from a dinner-induced coma .
November 28, 2025 at 4:12 PM
<— Has only just now awoken from a dinner-induced coma .
November 28, 2025 at 3:45 PM