<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/halo3odst.jpg)</div><strong>Tiberius "Caesar" Mengsk </strong><br/><br/><em>God damn I love this fucking armor!</em>My hands worked with surgical precision as I tightened, latched and snapped the armor across my large frame. It had taken me lots of practice but I could get fully suited in less than thee minutes but today I wanted to make sure everything was properly in place for today's drop. If things went sour I would not be taking this suit off for upwards to a week or longer depending on what the situation was down on that planet.<br/><br/>The only customizations I had ever done to M190 KPBA were aesthetic, a Skull and cross bones covered the chest plate and a skull had been painted onto the outer rims of my helmet making sure it did not cover the polarized shield.  Running down the right arm I had the words "You are only a man" etched in and painted red, a reminder to keep my ass humble no matter what my rank or successes brought me.<br/><br/>With my armor in place and a few stretches to make sure everything was in good condition I hung the rest of my gear on the various compartments my armor offered before I picked up my M33 I had nicked named "Triple V". I held it for a moment like a man would hold his women, gentle but with a commanding authority before I strapped it to the back of my right shoulder blade as if it was a medieval sword. My steps were heavy as I walked down towards Bay 1, the armor felt light to me but not to floor below.<br/><strong><br/>"Every time you ask that Rome I always tell you the same thing...we are going to hell motherfucker so I hope you brought enough ice water!" </strong><br/>The polarized shield shimmered clear to reveal the smirk on my face as I walked past my line. It might not have appeared that I was inspecting them for any mistakes but i was, finding none I walked up the ramp into the drop ship. I stopped at the end, passing each empty seat which would soon be filled with the asses of my unit and turned. I found the indented dips in the floor and filled each one with a plated boot to stabilize me. I don't strap into a seat on a drop, I'd rather stand and this rarely used option is normally ignored by other CO's. Once they had shuffled in and settle down I called for their attention.<br/><strong>"As you all know we are going down on that rock, Intel is scarce except for we have seen no signs of movement and activity since we arrived. We are not sure what we are dropping down into. To make matters worse an unknown facility has popped up out of nowhere which leads the brains to think we might have some sort of colonist rebellion on our hands. Our mission is to find out what is going on down there both at the colony and at that unknown facility. If they wanted to talk diplomacy then they would have sent some college boys. Once we land we are going to get a little back up a few hours later from a sister ship....Daddy is going to give you all some siblings so you all better learn to share and get along with one another, Capiche?" </strong><br/><br/>I had talked enough we would learn more with every passing moment we spent on the surface, I knew that whatever was down there we could handle.<br/><br/>