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Ruvan stood at the centre of the line. He was the tallest, pushing 7'6", a mere inch taller than Hurst. They had all removed their helmets. Ruvan had olive green eyes, stark white hair and a rather pale complexion, as all Spartans do. His hair camewhat would be his collar, if SPI armour had such a thing, and was fairly smooth. To his immediate left stood Nikkelsa, 7'2", dark brown, slightly curled hair, sapphire blue eyes. She was pretty by all standards, though this would not be the first thing a normal human would notice about any Spartan. Highly competent in close combat, she often worked in unison with Ruvan. To her left stood Laila-brown hair, equally shaded eyes, roman nose. She was only 6'6", the shortest of Rapier squad, though she was an excellent sniper, highly competent at any distance from 200m to 4km. To the right of Ruvan stood Hurst, who would have tightly curled hair were it not for his buzz-cut. An expert in explosives, he had a tendancy toward pyromania and general destruction. To his right was Nikkelsson, 7' tall, but broadest in the squad. He was adept at mid-randed firefights, and often supported Laila, spotting targets and keeping the fire away from her position. His face, topped with a brown mop of hair, had a scar running vertically on one side. A parting gift from their home world. Beside him was Darnel. A brilliant tactician and knowledgeable hacker, he was often deployed alongside Hurst to maximise the effectiveness of the destruction that was inevitably left in the violent Spartans wake. They made a formidible pair, despite their differences. Ruvan couldn't help a smile forming in the corners of his mouth. This was his squad, but they were more than that - they were his friends. He himself prefered the flurry of close combat, though he fought with a grace and precision character of his signature weapon. He knew he could often get detached from reality, and had a tendancy to become overly focused on minutae; he knew he was often indecisive when faced with hard choices; but he also knew that knowing ones flaws is the best way to counter them.

He had known those in Rapier squad for a long time; before the gruelling reality of the Program. They had known one another since childhood, and had helped one another to survive in a hell made of screaming people and dead bodies. Togehter they had escaped a dying planet alive, on the last shuttle to leave. Together they had been taken to be Spartans, survived training and become the warriors they were today. They had been shipped to Reach in order to receive deployment orders. Here they were. Rapier squad was ready for war.]]> http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/preList/435745/4021014.page http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/preList/435745/4021014.page GMT HQ, New Alexandria, Reach
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'Move!' Peter shouted towards the marines staindig near the bridge, pointing at the ONi buidling. Jumping behind cover, he grabbed the democharge, waiting for the others to get in cover too. As the others ducked in cover too, he pressed the button. As the bridge exploded, they all came out of cover. With the Covenant now being unable to enter the ONI buidling and archives from land, the had to get inside, destroy the records wicht told were Earth was, and get the hell out.]]> http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/preList/435745/4021062.page http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/preList/435745/4021062.page GMT