Admiral Thompson eagerly awaited 4728, he’d commanded him through several rigorous campaigns earlier in the war.
“Spartan, good news, you’re being promoted. You’re now Captain designation 4728 of the first Spartan Foxtrot company, Frostfall. We’re gonna hold a banquet to allow you to meet your soldiers, something to raise your morale… My apologies for the mission on Tribute.” Thompson said.
“Tribute was a success in many ways, sir. We completed the objective.” 4728 said. He lied, he’d lost three Foxtrots on that mission. But one of his personal goals of accomplishing a deceased soldier’s dreams, had been achieved.
“…Anyway, the banquet is tomorrow. It would seem you’re being deployed in a month, I’d use this time wisely.” Thompson said.
“Yes, sir. I will be there in my best outfit.” 4728 chuckled.
“Do you want a demotion?” Thompson asked, causing 4728 to straighten and lose his smile.
“No, sir.” He replied.
“Dismissed.” Thompson said.
Tomorrow…
“I wonder if there’s gonna be any cute girls on our team.” Robert 0545 said.
“I remember Sasha, I’d rather not.” James 1456 replied.
“Sasha really did beat your a**, didn’t she?” Robert chuckled, fondly remembering her.
“…Yes.” James said, only adding to his laughter.
“Quiet down, we’ve got a banquet with the high brass. I want us all looking respectable, not like fools. Doesn’t mean you can’t crack a couple smiles though.” 4728 said.
Rhak Leree immediately sighted Hal Maree upon exiting the bridge. Within the room were many Sangheili.
“You…” He said, approaching her. “You are no Covenant warrior. It is not a weak female’s place.” Rhak hissed.
“Then why isn’t a weak female like yourself on Sanghelios?” Hal asked.
“I will tell Merse of this. You know he itches to get rid of you just like I do.” Rhak spat.
“He has a contract with the Black Moons. And he seems more satisfied with me for my ability to get results, not corpses in little “crusades”…” Hal said.
Rhak grunted and left her alone, not feeling like dealing with her being her usual self.
Butch Pierce fiddled with his bowtie, Claire watching him while in her dress, standing beside him.
“Do you think we could be getting promoted? All this being around the higher ups… I know Foxtrot Command must be proud of us.” Claire said. “Maybe they want me to lead…”
“Calm down, I’m sure it’s not that serious… The way it’s being built up, it looks like they’re just buttering up some more Foxtrots before they disappear, never to be heard from again.” Butch said.
“I can’t believe they invited those mutants to a banquet…” Claire muttered.
“Well, there’s something else… We’re gonna be ODST Captains now. I talked with Howard and he passed it on to Lynch and Thompson, we’re making our way up there.” Butch said, before feeling Claire wrap her arms around his neck.
“That’s wonderful!” Claire said, ecstatic, hugging him tightly.
“Happy belated birthday.” Butch sighed.
4728 finally arrived in the large room, which had many tables set up, some for food and drink. Sometimes he forgot Admiral Lynch was a billionaire. Many Foxtrots were already there, but one caught his eye, sitting off by herself. He decided to ignore her for now, but made a mental note to approach her to see what was up.
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