<strong>Gunnery Sergeant Desmond "Sling" Rockwell<br/><br/>Loc: Basement of a Mall in NYC, NY</strong><br/><br/>Sling snickered quietly as Shana attempted to hack the single computer that was in the small emergency medical room they were in, and failed to do so, much to her own frustration. The computer must have had some pretty sophisticated programs because it detected her hack. He had to admit to being a little impressed by that. He chuckled as she hit the desk in frustration and then cut the cord with her combat knife. As she accessed the scanner manually, she read off the injuries the Spartan had sustained. Sling grimaced from behind his helmet but, the grimace could be seen in the subtle movement of his shoulders. Hunter made light of the injuries much to Desmond's surprise, and admiration, though he'd never admit it.<br/><br/>Sling snorted "Heh. Well, well, looks like you Spartan's aren't invincible after all. Whattya know?" Taken at face value, Sling could have been seen as a jackass and he hoped that that was Hunter's first reaction. The anger would numb some of the pain that Hunter had coming his way. Bone realignments weren't anything to joke about, they hurt like hell. He hoped secretly however, that Hunter would realize what Sling was doing.<br/><br/>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/><strong>Sierra 0161 "Gladiator"<br/>Loc: NYC Pier just off the Washington Bridge</strong><br/><br/>Gladiator grabbed the SRS and the DMR, and dropped down from the roof, his feet and legs stinging with the impact as they met hard, unyielding concrete, and cracked it. The blue and gold colored Spartan straightened from his crouch and ran to his injured comrade, his heart was racing, and then sighed with relief as he saw her reload her rifle. "You're nuts, y'know that? Dropping onto a grenade like that with only a Jackal wrist shield to protect you? That's just crazy. Glad it worked though" he said as he drew close to her, grabbing her under the shoulder he helped her up into a standing position. He could tell she was shaking when he'd walked up but, the moment his glove made contact with her, he knew that it was worse than what he was seeing. He kept close to her and led her over to the nearest building's wall so that she could rest a minute.<br/><br/>He shook his head to her question "Not so far. Doesn't mean anything though, she could just be busy, or have to maintain radio silence due to Covenant in her area, or it could be interference on her end. I'm going to try her again, wait one" he flicked his eye over his HUD, activating the comms icon and changing channels so that he transmitted on the frequency 636 had used.<br/><br/>"Sierra six three six, this is Sierra zero one six one. Give me your SitRep soldier. Copy? Over." Gladiator looked out over the bay area, admiring the beauty and tranquility that naturally resided in the place as he checked for any Covenant activity. Fortunately, there wasn't any that he could see. He turned his attention back to Valkyrie, switched his comms over to TeamCOM and lightly pressed a hand to her shoulder "You ok?"