Against All Odds: Extraction Ch.4
Peeking around the tree, tom saw the cloaked voxin searching for him, seemingly not sure of the exact position the spartan was. tom looked at the dead reaver behind the voxin.
Against All Odds: Extraction Ch.2
V mjolnir armor - well, actually, her and three others were suited in a mjolnir style combat suit - was currently talking rapidly to a clearly annoyed arctic voxin, the latter glaring at her.
Against All Odds: Extraction Ch.8
Coyote glared at the voxin, only mildly amused at the comment. "yeah, laugh it up, we'll see if you get any more of my mom's spaghetti after this op is over with," he threatened.
Against All Odds: Extraction Ch.1
**Chapter One: Search and Rescue...With a Bunch of Guns and Bombs** \>\>INCOMING TRANSMISSION \>\>FROM: OFFICE OF NAVAL INTELLIGENCE CENTCOM, FORTHOOD, ORION \>TO: UNITED STATES ARMY DIMENSIONAL RIFT RECONNAISANCE CENTCOM \>\>SUBJECT: ROGUE...