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Spartan B312 ([personal profile] noble_6) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2011-12-24 07:34 pm
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Things have gotten busier since they let Natalie back out into the field. Insurgency missions are far behind her; for the last two weeks, she's been working to disrupt a Covenant mining operation. They're making headway, but the Covenant have been settled in for a long time and they're not going to be dug out overnight.

Natalie expects her barrack when she opens the door; she hesitates slightly on the threshold, her boots crusted with snow and bright purple blood. It's the first time she's been in the bar in full armor; she moves easily enough in it that the casual observer might not realize just how much it weighs. She makes her way over to the bar, where she pops the seals on her helmet and sets it down.

"Bar, could I...can I just get some water? With ice?"

[ooc: Mun is having notif issues, so accidental lag may result.]

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2011-12-25 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Howard Stark is staring. Not at the woman, though she is attractive. But at the armor. It's amazing. And must be really, really advanced.

"Er, hello. What is that you're wearing?"

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2011-12-25 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Assault armor...it must be very advanced. What's it made from?" Appropriately for the day, Howard suddenly seems like a kid on Christmas morning, ready to unwrap a gift.

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2011-12-25 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
He's trying not to stare. Really.

"You're 500 years ahead of me. So that must be...

"Please forgive me. I work in engineering and I would probably kill to be able to make something remotely like that for the army.

"Howard Stark."

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2011-12-25 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you get this sort of thing here all the time? I mean, I would guess your armor is commonplace to you, right? But to me..." He orders a coffee. "We can barely make bulletproof vests and helmets,"

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2011-12-28 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
He immediately suspects that she therefore must be among the elite. Which a woman in his time would never be.

"Am I allowed to ask what sort of duty you've pulled?"

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2012-01-05 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Test pilot?" That future sounds grim, but at the same time he has to be interested in the tech. "I suppose I can call myself that, after a fashion. But not of fighter planes and never in space."

[identity profile] thefirststark.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 11:18 am (UTC)(link)
"No, just not of fighter planes. I test the small passenger planes I develop. It has the same sorts of challenges, but with a bit less risk." Although he is sure he could fly anything.