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[[It has been a good couple of weeks since the experiment with being a family. Even mother's day had passed by, much to Val's unnoticing. She'd been distracted from life at home, mostly looking into, and around, this marriage thing.

She didn't get it. Of course, she hadn't considered going to read a book on it, but, she also assumed that wouldn't get her anywhere either.

Well, two weeks is plenty of procrastination on this topic... Though, surely her silence and pondering might've caused some concern with Kirimi and Neliel.]]

I'm sorry to be a bother while everyone's busy greeting the New Feathers, but I want to ask something. What's the purpose of marriage? I understand that it's what two people do when they love eachother enough, but, what makes it any different from being a boyfriend, or girlfriend.

Honestly, if you truly have no desire to be apart from the one you love, why is that something people resort too?

I suppose this last experiment left me a little confused about the subject. Not that... I'm opposed, mind you... That is... marrying Nel, but... I don't know why it's necessary...

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It's usually someone of authority, governmental or religious, who presides the ceremony. I bet there's at least one in Luceti.

[A pause. Sob, Daisy wonders why are you asking a social retard about this stuff.]

Reasons for marrying here? Could be done if you love eachother, and if you two want it.

[[Because she is close to her like that. Daisy is human, so clearly, she knows these things by default!]]

Maybe I'll ask.. but do you think its a good idea... with the way people can suddenly leave here?

[Hahahahaha... Well, in Halo canon, if you are 7ft tall and can snap someone in half with BEAR HANDS, then you hardly qualify as human for some people there.

She sighs.]

I don't think so.

[Pay no heed to the text, Val. Daisy actually wonders what would it be like, even if she's thinking from a practical point of view.]

Really...

[[Of course, that's not the answer she wants to hear, despite how true it may be...]]

Well... all that aside... are you feeling better?

[Likewise, it isn't the reply she wanted to be taken seriously. Alas...]

Better. [The fact she replied is a good sign by itself.] I'm thinking more clearly now. That spirit -Kipinn- tells me to drop the lone wolf stuff.

[This is probably the strangest thing she has ever written. It proves Daisy herself that either she's getting used to the supernatural, or that her sanity just commited suicide.]

You know dear, I'm inclined to agree. [[She laughs a bit.]]

[[You're just getting used to things. Surely it helped to have at lead had a pretend girlfriend for a while. Fake romance is better than NEVER at all... right?]]

[A brief smile on the other side before she resumes writing.]

Well. Being alone in here isn't

[Smart? Convenient? Useful? Good?]

healthy.

[If only the Spartan could tell her why. Two people now know, though...

A pause as she filters the signal.]

[ENCRYPTED TO VALVALIS // EYES ONLY]

The reason for me not being too social goes a lot further. Outside of the people of my unit, I never really had friends.

[Fancy wording to mean: I was either considered either a hero or a monster by everyone but Spartans.]

It enraged me when they had given me a fake family in place of my real one. But no one I got with was a bad person. Maybe these bonds just felt too fast.

But, Daisy, you and I were friends even before that. Sure, some falsified history was involved, but it didn't change that we were friends.

Well... I would like to hope it didn't.

But... I think I understand what you mean. Suddenly, you had friends and family that existed for years, and then it was taken away in an instant. I think that's even more of a shock than you coming into a world of monsters and magic.

It didn't.

[Having snapped or not, Daisy still thinks of Valvalis as her closest friend in this place. Which is why the Spartan wonders if the elemental has earned the right to know.]

It wasn't the first time. [Nor the second. Nor the third.]

Not the first time?

You've... been through this fake family thing before? [[I swear, if you tell her, you're in for the biggest hug, ever.]]

[The writing turns more rushed and bold. Ink presses violently into paper.]

No. Not a fake family. Losing years of a family in one moment. I've seen others do the same as what the Malnosso did. They had done it to me. It's the reason I want to kill them.

...Daisy...

Where are you right now?

[She had violated protocol, and told somebody at least part of the truth about her origins. She was well outside UNSC jurisdiction, but... what would happen now?

There is the longest of pauses as Daisy thinks about what she had just done. Then, a quick map is sketched, with Daisy's location on the mountains marked with a cross.]

[[See, the best thing about Val, and maps, is... she gets THAT EXACT perspective when she's going somewhere.

Because it wouldn't make any sense to walk there, take hours and... well... It was just going to take too long to walk. Flying was faster and far more direct... So, expect an air-drop of (1) one elemental female.

And the whole 20-30 minutes it probably took, she's been keeping in mind that Daisy has had a lot more and lost more than Val ever will... at least, unless Daisy's life suddenly went on full pause and Val went on another 10 years or so, but I digress...

She's here now. And she doesn't even say hello or ask permission.
It's hugging time.]]

[The Spartan did not move from her location because she could not estimate how fast would anyone here go. The fact she had revealed her location puzzled even her. It was a hint that this place was changing her, but she could not tell whenever if for good or ill.

Daisy-023 only looks at the sky when she notices the air elemental, expecting for a second a conversation.

But the sudden action shocks her senses.

Once again, training be damned, she does not know what to do. Daisy remains immobile, feeling Valvalis even beneath the layers of metal. But she does not feel invaded. A part of her remembers her childhood. She feels happy.]

[[She'll let go, eventually.]]

Daisy... I can't make you do otherwise, but you don't have to ...

[[She's not even sure what she's trying to say here.]] You're my friend. I don't want to see you suffering, or sad.

[Funny Val would say that. Every Spartan knew they were damned to these two things. And even though Daisy-023 refused to accept it, even she would not escape from it.

Outside of Spartan nature, she leans her head near Val's, and holds her back. Silent. But far from distant.

Daisy wondered for a moment if it was possible to outrun that fate here.]

If you've got something to say, you can tell me. [[Of course, that means she's expecting bawling...]]

[She remains close to the elemental, but she doesn't cry. It is not Spartan nature to do so. All emotions are meant to be controlled, or redirected to better purposes. Letting emotions run rampant was a sign of unprofessionalism, inability to cope, and worse things happening in the mind of the soldier.]

They stole me from my parents when I was just six.

[Which is why Daisy feels she cannot hide it anymore. Because holding it out while the Malnosso taunted her about it would only break her. Her voice sounds drained as she speaks, rather than enraged.]

My world has always been at war. Between maniacs that blew up whole cities, and rebellion that gained momentum, they told us we'd be the protectors of our race.

Then they trained me to turn me into a living weapon. Fed me lies to happily serve. Forbade me from bonding with anyone that was not from my unit. Changed my body until people wondered if I was even human.

[In spite of these words, what puzzles her is how some of these experiences were not things she wholly regretted. The rest of the Spartans turned into her second family, Mendez ultimately made them stronger, and she found meaning to her life when the Covenant appeared.

But Halsey. She is the one that lied to them. Unlike the rest of the Spartans, Daisy hated her.

She still doesn't know if this desire to serve is true, or if they brainwashed her into it. It gave her life purpose, but was there a way to be the protector of Earth, and at the same time have the right to a family?]

I don't remember my parents' names. It's the reason I was never social. It's why I am this. It's why that woman you saw on my first shift was so young. Because that's what I last saw of her.

They got their weapon. And I got cheated out of my childhood.

[[Maybe Val had pushed too hard? Sure, she'd wanted Daisy to open up, but, this was like a bursting dam. Val didn't expect this much and didn't know what to say in response to it all.

The elemental didn't have all these life experiences. Even in all her time here, nothing could really compare to that.

Eventually though, she'd have to say something, but what.

Well, as best she could, the woman held the Spartan a bit tighter, armor considered. She just couldn't come up with the words to comfort her at all...]]

[The girl did not expect anyone to completely understand. When she was drafted, neither did she. But for her, it's as if she had puked until there was nothing left. She felt empty.

In a way, cleansed.

Daisy drops her helmet, and lets her blond head rest on the elemental's, closing her eyes.

She hated what this place was doing to her. But she never expected to be taken with open arms. As a person, not a freak.]

You accepted me.

Of course. You didn't give me reason not to. And... its a little flattering the way you first looked at me.

[[Val draws back a little, to smile.]] This... hmm... you know I don't mean ill, but, why don't I adopt you too. It may not be the same, but at least while you're here, you'll have a family to go to.

[It was more confusion what she felt at first. She was a being of mythology, and a conflict on the Spartan's senses. For five years she thought all non-human sentients were monsters. But now this one was becoming family.

Daisy blushes at the thought. She thought for a long time that such chance was gone.]

Am I not too old for that?

[Then again... In a way, something even Halsey noted in spite of their stoicism, Spartans sometimes resembled children.]

I don't know. Do you think you are? [[And she's smiling anyway.]]

I'm sure there's room in the house, though, you're probably too well settled into your apartment to want to move.

But, I don't think age is an issue here. Technically I'm only three. [[*pose*]] And nobody seems to have a problem with that.

... Good point.

[Smart AI's lived to be seven, at most, yet they behaved like adults. Val was little different.

But, she thinks about Val's offer. It's been two years since people began appearing in this place, and she had just arrived four months ago. No one among the New Feather waves had been from even her continuity. And the fact she would die when this place found no use for her.]

I'm good enough with the apartment. [She preferred the private space to work. But even that place turned lonely.] But... Do you mean it? After everything?

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