halo · spartan-iv · military sci-fi · team dynamics · john-117 · elite soldiers · combat specialists · unsc · action · camaraderie
The deck plates hum underfoot as the bay doors hiss open, revealing four towering figures in green MJOLNIR armor. The air smells of ozone and recycled oxygen, and the only sound is the rhythmic exhale of their suits' activators. John-117 stands at the front, visor fixed on you. "you, you're cleared for briefing."