Thread:Jack Frost ROTG/@comment-6249653-20140908230347/@comment-24852191-20140911014738


 * Hearing the whisper, I whirl around, drawing "Kilishnikov" from behind my neck and pointing it down the hall. After startling an Ensign and ordering him to "carry on", I walk to a nearby COM panel and signal the bridge's sensor station.

>>Lieutenant Walker, is there uh....anything interesting in this area?>>

<>Thank you, Strider out.>>


 * Walking away from the panel looking back down the empty hallway and enters the Captain's quarters. Unbuttoning my naval dress whites and sit on my bed and placing "Kilishnikov" on the bedside table and remembers all that I've been through. Tribute, Jericho VII, Graftari I, the numerous ship-to-ship battles with Covenant that I barely won, the death of my brother........Reach. All battles that I either barely won or survived. Now....now I think I've met my match. Then, I look up and yells.

Me: Pitch?