[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

[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]