[Open ... ish?]

[banshee_rider]

Who: Kelly-087 and YOU! (mostly you)
What: Kelly arrives at Castle Paradisa!
When: All day today and tomorrow
Where: Basement
Rating: N/A

Within the basement, a very large tube has manifested, containing one large, armored supersoldier, currently in the deep freeze of Cryosleep.

The window to the cryotube is slightly frosted over, but it's clear enough to see the figure inside; well over 6', and covered from head to toe with black matte undersuit and an iridescent green armored plating, complete with helmet with a curving gold visor.

There's a keypad to the side of it, with a typical setup of letters and numbers, but there's no indication what code might pop the tube open.

[[Right now Kelly cannot respond, so feel free to tag each other, speculate, look for clues. There's got to be a way to open this thing somehow, right?]]

Comments

[banshee_rider]

[There's been no changes over the past couple days that Kelly's been under cryosleep since her arrival. Her biosigns have remained static, in perfect consistency with the deep, frozen sleep for long jumps.]

[She is still blissfully unaware of the world she's been brought into and the challenges therein.]

[lonenoble]

[Noble Six has been guarding ever since she found out, ignoring the need to sleep as much as she could. She's a Spartan. They don't need sleep.

She's waiting though, patiently. They had something in a confidential envelope. Hopefully it really is the code.]

[encryptedlock]

All right, guys. [York sounds pretty excited; if nothing else, he gets to show off that his cryotubes work. Also, not that often that he gets to see a Spartan wake up. He nods over to Six; he'd given it a good shot earlier, but it turns out ONI-generated codes are a bit harder to crack than simple locks.]

Here goes nothing. Church, you have the code?

[originalcopy]

Assuming there in here... then yeah.

[He hands the envelope over. Honestly, if he hadn't been right there he would have ignored M's message entirely. That and being wicked curious about the whole cryotube thing.

Consider his part of the job done. From here on he's a damn tourist.]

[lonenoble]

Let me see it. She's safe, and the cryotube is functioning normally.

But being stored like this forever isn't something I wish on any Spartan.

You want to open the envelope, York, or should I?

[encryptedlock]

[York shrugs and opens the envelope.]

Looks like it's the right number of digits. TRAPPER-LOWJACK-UNSCTREVAL-K087.

[He shows it to Six so she can enter it correctly.]

Hope this is the right code.

[originalcopy]

If it's not... don't shoot the messenger.

[Church moves out of the way... to a spot that conveniently happens to have a better view of what's going on.]

[lonenoble]

[Six nods.] It definitely looks right. Can't hurt.

[Carefully entering in the code as written, activating it.]

[banshee_rider]

[The keypad beeped, the light shining green, the code had been accepted. A moment later the tube hissed slightly as it gradually heated up inside, the thaw melting away and ]eventually the Spartan starting to stir as she entered a conscious state again.]

[Behind her visor, Kelly blinked herself awake, curious first why she was coming out of cryo when she couldn't remember going into it, and secondly at the collection of armored and unarmored personnel outside the tube. Of the armored ones, none of them looked familiar, though the armor looked like Mjolnir. They weren't IIs, she would have recognized any straight away. IIIs, maybe? But how had they gotten Mjolnir?]

[She holds onto these thoughts, letting the tube cycle through completely before reaching up to pull the grip at the top of the tube to open it manually.]

[She looked at each one individually as she stepped fully into the room, standing an inch taller than Noble Six. She still didn't recognize any of them.]

This isn't where I planned to be.

[She wasn't sure where that was, actually, given the turn of events that had found them when they left the Sphere. But, it's not like she's never woken up to find herself someplace unexpected, before.]

[encryptedlock]

Yes! It worked!

[York feels like high-fiving someone, but he should probably act more professional around the Spartan. He straightens up.]

Welcome to Paradisa, Spartan. None of us planned to be here, but you've got allies. Situation's currently peaceful - we found your tube here in the basement a few days ago. I'm York.

[originalcopy]

[Muttering]

That's a fuckin' understatement...

[lonenoble]

[Six is rolling her eyes just a little at York under the helmet, but it's not in a bad way. She likes him. But more of her attention is on the Spartan in front of her] I am SPARTAN-B312 of Noble Team. Call me Noble Six or Six.

Who are you?

[banshee_rider]

Paradisa? I'm not familiar. I have been out of the loop for a spell, though. [She regards York and Church, taking in their ... insouciant mammers, then turns to nod at Six. None of that sounded familiar, except maybe the 'B'. ]

Kelly-087. Are you with Beta company, with the threes?

[She glances back at the other two, as if to indicate and them?]

[encryptedlock]

Pleasure to meet you, Kelly. Paradisa's kind of a...space-time anomaly. We're all stuck here for the time being. Good news is there's plenty of resources and a relatively stable environment. The bad news is it messes with us sometimes and won't let us leave until it wants to let go.

As for me, I'm with a Special Ops program called Project Freelancer. Think of us as beta testers for your equipment. Church here [he nods over at the Blue is with the Project, too, and there are a handful of others around. Anyone you see with familiar armor that isn't Six here or Lucy-091 is with the Project.

[originalcopy]

[Church waves slightly at the introduction, but he's probably better off keeping his mouth shut for now.]

[which is no small feat in itself.]

[lonenoble]

No one is familiar until they get here.

Yes, I was. I was brought here from serving with Noble Team on Reach.

And don't worry about the Freelancers. They're not a threat. Been working with them since I arrived. Just be careful. They are not our equals physically. They're normal humans.

Another Freelancer named Carolina found you and reported it. And she's been helpful in guarding.

[banshee_rider]

[Lucy. Well that's at least a familiar name. The Freelancers are still an anomaly - how are they even wearing Mjolnir if they haven't been augmented? - and if Noble Six was on Reach when Kelly was, she'd want to know. She files those questions away for later; right now she had to find out her present situation and locate Lucy.]

So we're in another dimensional bubble? Or is this another part of the Forerunner shield world?

[encryptedlock]

Shield world? Not that I know of, so it must be another bubble.

[He'll have to ask her about that later, though he gives Six a helmetroll - not a threat, huh?.]

Anyway, we've seen a few of you Spartans around, and it's always been an honor to call you allies. Hope we'll be able to do the same with you.

[banshee_rider]

[She can't help but roll her eyes, her helmet tipping slightly with the motion; of course, another dimensional bubble.]

[She gives him a careful look, though, at the mention of allies. She wasn't exactly the most welcoming when presented with the S-IIIs, and these 'Freelancers' were an unknown entirely. The -IIIs, at least, had Kurt and Mendez in common.]

We'll see.

[lonenoble]

[Eying York at that.] Not all Spartans are going to be quick to trust, York. I wasn't when I arrived, except for Noble Two's reassurance.

We should give her space for now. Unless she has questions for us? [Looking to the other Spartan]