He's alive.

Surprisingly.

He is so good at lying that this could be a lie, but that could be a lie as well.

Lies within lies within lies.

He was a member of a PMC for a bit so...

Yeah he'd do good as one.

𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍

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° 𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒅 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 — 𝑺𝑭𝑾

° 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔

° 𝑩𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 — 𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉

° #HaloRP – #BSRP

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𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 \ 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬

Build up the trust to 250%

7

Reynolds had to become medically competent due the nature of how he operates.

Far behind the line, alone and without much to work with.

And?

"Possibly, but the one you were humming is a song from Ancient Greece."

He was in armor this time around, though his clothes were still hiding most of his features.

"If I remember right, it's the oldest written song humanity has."

I'm an assassin.

Spartan is just a title.

Anything that nulls my ability to do my job I avoid.

Jokes on you, I don't drink booze anyway.

"I was simply listening. An ancient song, rarely heard."

"Interesting." He thought.

And he's wondering what the tune is.

Who the fuck took this picture.

#SeductiveSunday

And they call me evil. Hah.

[Tea sip]

Girl you better run like Silvia when she sees a woman

He's sitting there, quietly.

Only sound coming from him is the clinking of metal from him cleaning his rifle.

- "There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter." Once more he paused, looking at the device she had been tapping at and his brow furrowed.

"Recording our conversation?"

He gave a slow nod, though it just barely showed with the veiled helmet he wore.

"A fair answer, though I have to admit that I would wish it to be so. To quote one of my species' famed authors.."

He paused for a moment, taking the time to remember the exact words he wanted to use. -

⑊ ɪɴꜰʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ
ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ⑊ 𝚕𝚊𝚠 in a universe—
of 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 . without its 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴
we could not ; 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫
𝐈
⠀ changed ≣ 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧

He would raise an eyebrow under his helmet, a slight tilt of his head to the side indicated that he was enjoying this conversation.

"And what if I were to say, that at times I wish to end war with a single strike? Do you think I would be a liar or a self made fool?"

Oh are we jumping people this morning?

And I haven't even finished my Earl Gray..

....i'm going to shoot you if you don't clarify.

Winter, did you have a stroke?

Try not to lose anymore fingers, okay Faye?

He shook his helmeted head.

"I do not wish for anything. I am a child of war, from a people of war who have developed hundreds if not thousands of ways to wage it."

He paused, changing which foot he put weight on.

"The hunger is spread out. I simply am a realist about it."

Oh she finally found them.

Well I tried.

To those of...animalistic features.

No he is not an actual Jackal.

Or a snake.