Beacon 1: Space Battlestation Beacon
(Halsey POV)
You looked at the Captain and allowed yourself to relax for the first time in almost a month. You had expected that Parangosky would try to intercept you, take you out and fold the Spartans under her own control, and turn them into her own private hit squad to completely control ONI, and the UGE itself.
But now that you were here, such a possibility of death and a fate worse than death for your spartans were now… a negligible possibility.
But the good captain was more than accepting of this new situation.
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"This battle station is not a school Halsey," Cranefield stated as he poured himself two fingers of whisky. "I don't care if this is to spite Parangosky, and rob her of the credit for her Spartan Program, this place isn't designed for training your Spartans."
You shook your head. "Yes, because a battle station the size of Three Gyosync platforms, with the most advanced habitation areas in the galaxy, with enough hull to be bulletproof to even nukes, is truly unsafe for training Spartans."
"I don't give a fuck Halsey. I hate her as much as you do, but this is my project… not yours to command." He stated.
"Then help me get my project through this." You replied. "Prove her wrong, that this battle station of yours is not the waste of money ONI believes it is."
"Hah! Yeah, like you could come up with a way to get this place traveling through Slipspace Doctor." He stated as he drank. "Land it on a dime on a planet, or it into a fucking factory that can be self sufficient? Please, that was what I promised them, and I'm about to lose it."
You nodded. "Give me time, and It will do everything you promised… and more."
"Hah… You're not smart enough to pull it off Halsey. I know you're not." he stated.
"Oh don't worry… I know a few who are." You said with a smile. "I also have… a bonus."
You slide over the file, causing the captain to look at it. "She's here?"
"Yes." You replied coldly, doing your best to sound like your sworn enemy of ONI.
The captain nodded. "Very well. Just let me see her."
"If you give me your word." You replied.
"Aye…You have my word Doctor… not let me see my Daisy."
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You did not enjoy the flight to Beacon… neither did most of the spartans. The last time you spent time in Cryo, you had been kidnapped from your family.
But that was regardless.
You had work to do before you could get back to training.
You have been requested to… well, try to help out with the Beacon to turn it into something awesome.
Thankfully, with 74 other bored super soldiers… You had plenty of hands.
Training Skill Delayed until next turn.
You have 6 Actions:
[]Spend time with Purple Team: So... It all started with an idea… to build a big fucking gun.
[]Spend Time with another Team: You want to spend time with your other spartans. They are your family now. (Write in a Team Below this option)
[]The Black Market: It seems that Linda and Daisy are going to start a Black Market of Contraband goods… again. How did they do that so fast.
[]Request to Speak to Dr. Halsey: You wish to speak to the good Doctor because you need to swap notes.
[]The Chief: Chief Mendez doesn't seem very happy with the whole space staiton thing.
[]Upgrade the Beacon(Self Sufficiency): Light had a few ideas to make the Beacon truly self-sufficient. Something about a few fusion reactors here… another section there… That sort of Thing.
[]Upgrade the Beacon (Slipspace): So you and Fjhad had an idea… Could you send this station through slipspace… and could you not die in the attempt. The math showed it was possible…
[]Upgrade the Beacon (Weapons): You know what this station needs? A better main weapon.
[]Upgrade the Beacon (Defenses): This place has over ten meters of Armor Plating at most of its place… To Light… it would not do.
[]Upgrade the Beacon (Industrialization): Maybe it's Light wanting to play games… to become a kingpin of industry again… or maybe it's because there are so many fucking asteroids to mine, and enough robots and scavengers.
[]A Hiccup: You saw a File… called Augmentation. And both you and Light, were disgusted by it.
[]Mind Palace: You have the map… time to make yourself another AI. A Smart AI.
[]A Fathers Arms: You... want to spend time with you're father.
AN: Enjoy and Vote in Plan Format
