Spartans… Maine makes a face, just for a moment, that old 105th rivalry rearing its head. But he can't maintain it for long. Not when Master Chief ended the war.
Ancient zombie super parasite threat gets a look to see if Wash is joking. It sounds like a joke. The fact that it isn't almost makes Maine want to laugh, very bitterly. To think that a whole war could be caused by bad containment protocols…
But he doesn't laugh, instead accepting the cheesecake and taking a seat with Wash beneath the canopy. The chair is too small for him, of course, but most chairs are. He scoots around a little until he's comfortable, which is probably a familiar sort of wiggle.
(Except that after he got Sigma, Maine started to sit down and not move in chairs. No adjustments to make his big frame more comfortable.)
"Elites fighting with us," he says, shaking his head in disbelief. In other words, "Covenant split."
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Ancient zombie super parasite threat gets a look to see if Wash is joking. It sounds like a joke. The fact that it isn't almost makes Maine want to laugh, very bitterly. To think that a whole war could be caused by bad containment protocols…
But he doesn't laugh, instead accepting the cheesecake and taking a seat with Wash beneath the canopy. The chair is too small for him, of course, but most chairs are. He scoots around a little until he's comfortable, which is probably a familiar sort of wiggle.
(Except that after he got Sigma, Maine started to sit down and not move in chairs. No adjustments to make his big frame more comfortable.)
"Elites fighting with us," he says, shaking his head in disbelief. In other words, "Covenant split."