Bordom is taking its tole {open}

Jojo sat in the training compound explicitly bored. She like her rank as an elite major but she wasn't satisfied with her poor style of training. She had on her MJOLNER armor as she popped her neck after taking her helmet off. "Who will be victemized by my training today?" She would ask herself as she took apart her gun and then repeiced it together again. She always prefered the assault rifle though she was famed for being a great martial artist whoever actually paid attention to her skill anyways.

Nathan fired short controlled bursts as he ran trought the battlefield. Grunts, Elite and Jacklas fell as The Spartan glided in the field. He slided behind cover when he noticed a Wraith closing in on his position. Damn it, Spartan cursed, he didn´t have any heavy weaponry. Well no matter, he could destroy it some other way. Nathan rose from his cover a moment too early and met his demise when the wraiths plasma bolt hit him.
"It went quite well, Spartan" Operator said trought the comm."That wraith was just too tough, even for you.""Maybe if we just adjust the difficulty..."Nathan gave an look that could kill to the operator, behind his visor and left the room. He needed someone to sparr against, hopefully a Spartan. Nathan sighed, he hadn´t get a good fight since he was onaboard UNSC Arcangel, whic was now somewhere in the galaxy, killing Covenant while he was stuck here. When Nathan walked past the barracks he noticed something. The Spartan backed and open the room leading to the training room and there it was, another Spartan, perfect!
"Are you up for a little sparring ?" Nathan asked from the Spartan 428.

Jojo looked up as she soluted you, "Hello... Nathan was it?" She had read your file and smiled as she put her helmet back on. This should be an interesting opertunity. She stood up and put her rifle in her locker and said, "Sure I'll love to spar with another spartan. Hopefully you're better than the other guy but your choice is either spar in uniform (armor) or in gym cloths. Your choice overall." She smiled inside her helmet as she thought of multiple differences that are recomended for the spar style. She lifted her body up as she looked at you examining the suit you were in. "I take it you've been here for the past twelve days without anything to do but simulated battles right?"

you hit the hammer right on the head. All we get to do is train.
AI:Alexis: Ive got plenty of things to do! *perverted laugh*.
ME:Wow porn addict! Alexis:shh----Shut up! Its not an addiction and dont you dare start singing that song!

ME: THE INTERNET IS FOR PORN,(ALL U GUYS UNZIPS THEIR FLIES FOR PORN PORN PORN) MY SUIT IS MADE FOR PORN, Let her find her dick and double click for POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORN!
Darren: HEHEHEHEH that about all of the laughs i get month

SpartanE107: but seriously ill join you guys in sparing

jack was hanging around outside the barracks when he decided to go do a simulated battle just for fun, it was sorta like a video game. he walked over to the simulator station, entered and told them to set the difficulty to medium.

jack then saw himself in a building, he looked outside a broken window and saw a vast city in ruins. he knew what battle they had put him in, he turned to see an grunt with a plasma pistol pointed at him. they little creature shook, jack looked at his hip holster and found a silenced magnum. he quickly un-holstered the weaponand shot the grunt in its head, it yelled in quick pain and fell to the ground in a heap. jack heard a sound behind him and spun aroun to see an elite with a needler. jack froze, but then pulled out the assault rifle the simulation had given him. he pointed the weapon at the elite and fired. his rounds hit the elite in the chest, but theyonly hit its sheilds.jack charged at the elite, pulling out his combat knife, he jumped atthe elite and stabbed it in the neck of the elite. but the creature had a last resort plan. it pulled out an energy sword and stabbed jack through the gut, the simulation collapsed and found himself laughing. he knew why he was, it was because he always tried to beat that elite, but for some reason he always ended up dying. whether the elite pulled out an energy sword, a plasma grenade, or killed him with the needler. jack left the roomand something caught his eye, two spartans talking about sparring with eachother. he decided to watch the match when it went down. but he went to the barracks, pulled of his helet and took a deep breath. jack lay down to take a nap, but when he opened his eyes all hell had broken loose.........