《Halo: sangheili Walloh's adventure》Selling and trespassing
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We arrived at Ontom and returned the wraith, it wasn't easy explaining why we had a wraith and dropped it in the lot of the building the jackal was in, but it was easy to avoid by throwing around our rank.
Red went to report what happened with the humans while I sell everything we got in a black market, which I'm currently doing. The humans being here are serious, but I still need some cash.
Sure, this may be illegal, but only if I get caught and if the stuff ends up in the wrong hands, like sangheili terrorists.
I sold the spartans corpse already, and people paid alot for the armor so they can show it off like they were the ones who killed the spartan. Right now the helmet is in a bid, I kept the hook thing the spartan had so I can see what it does.
"Hey, where did you get that?" Said a strange sounding, familiar smelling, small person covered in a hood
"It's a M6H Handgun, a humans weapon, I stole it from… a human"
I don't wanna tell this suspicious looking character something, and they're strangely short. Perhaps a kig yar, but without that strange voice.
"Not that, the thing on your waist." She said, pointing at the hook thing I placed on my magnetic holder.
"Don't know, but is the person I took it from had it… don't know! I wanna test it before selling it to be sure of its worth" I said.
That's A lie, kinda, just the reselling part is.
"2,000 gekt"
"What?" I said confused
I don't even know what this is, why would they spend so much on a random hunk of metal on a partially camo spec ops elite? I'm not in spec ops armor, I'm using a camo unit with a hologram that changes my armor to prevent me from being recognized now or later.
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"3,000?"
"It's not for sale! I need to see it's worth before selling for a potential price that's way less then it is" I say sternly
Just go away! I need money and a strange person like you makes people suspicious of us.
"Fine, of you-"
Another small, hood person grabs the other by the arm and lends in and whispers something that causes them to both walk away.
"Strange" I say outlook.
The other person definitely had the right idea, if he didn't interfere the first one would've died. After getting upset by my disinterest to sell, they reach for a concealed knife. I could barely make it out from the glint it made from the moon light.
If they did, they may have killed a spec ops if they thought they had a chance, but I'm not one. It's strange to their poster and build where nothing like any of the residents…Wait, could they be?
I fully activated my camo to follow them but another buyer came up…
"Shit"
"What?" The customer asked
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"Walloh!"
"Ah! Oh, Red what do you need? I say
"I finished reporting the humans, they sent out spec ops to look around for other humans, and some fleets with an army of rangers for space combat." Red said, "but I'm here about the suspicious figures",
"Crap! Right!" I yelled "it was dark and I was tired, but I'm absolutely sure I saw humans"
"Humans! Here!? Why didn't you go after them!?" Red asked, upset.
"Calm down, I couldn't chase them, I just had a sale" I replied.
"Ugh," Red grunted. He placed his hand on his and stood for a while, thinking.
"Where?" Red asked.
"Not sure, but I do know the direction they went." I said."but now it's day, even camouflaged, we can be spotted if we try to track them"
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"Damn you…" Red said.
"Huh?" I said, extremely confused.
"Not you." Red said,"let's get going, we need to get information"
"Yes sir…" I said sarcastically
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"Are you an idiot?" a male voice said, upset.
"They had a grapple shot and unsc equipment, that technology would give us an advantage if they had no clue about it" a female voice said.
"Yes, that's a concern. But did you really think attacking an elite that was obviously hiding its identity was a good idea!?" The male replied.
"That equipment was more important then my life, and this knife would easily pierce the armor and shields of anything under a general"
"Yes, but what if it was above a general?"
"Pfft, you think that such ranks would do something so illegal" the female said mockingly.
"Even if you killed it, that would draw a lot of attention. And give us away!" The male replied.
"Look, we need to get that equipment before they find out what it does… and how did they even get that anyways?" The female said.
"Don't know, but they said they stole it, and only spartans hold them for now, so that means they took one out, which also means a recon squad was caught and killed"
"We should go, report this and find a new hidden spot"
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Me and Walloh spent 3 days getting any information, but nothing useful, which means they just recently got here. Me and Red registered to participate in the front lines of any fights against the humans that come up.
I may not be as serious about the covenant as Red, but I will still fight to protect the thing I have once protected before. And the payment of course.
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