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:I can’t get that Prophecy guy out of my head.  How many more hands am I going to have to hold?
:I can’t get that Prophecy guy out of my head.  How many more hands am I going to have to hold?
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===HOT COCOA===
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'''PERSONAL LOG, NURSE HERSHEY: ''Another nightshift, another story...'''''
:I picked up on another night shift.  Since I had sat with the last of the Prophecy crew it has been easier to work nights and avoid people.  There’s the odd walk in or guard that comes through almost every evening but nothing compared to the day shifts.  I guess it’s weird to think that a space ship has a day or night shift but I guess some human habits never fade away.
:But tonight I had something happen that’s changed the way I see the ship and the people here.  The Captain came down.  When he walked in I almost fell out of my chair!  I had seen him during announcements and his picture is often on the front of the Spirit for some reason or other, but this was him in the flesh!
:Anyway, he told me that medbay always had the best cocoa mix and proceeded to make us both a mug of hot cocoa and sat right down on a bunk next to the my station!  He smiled and looked around.  It was just him and me, but Serina’s station had lit up, she’s sometimes pretty obvious about listening in and we often talk at night anyway so I really didn’t mind.
:We must have sat there five or ten minutes in silence, each sipping cocoa, him examining both the room and eventually locking his eyes on me.  I don’t know if I blurted out a “sir, are you okay?” or if he just started to talk.  Well, actually, it might have been / was the other way around....
:I told him about the hands I had held in recent weeks, the letters I had written to loved ones from crew too sick to type or write on their own.  The way I had said no to my boyfriend back home when he asked me to marry him and how that was the biggest mistake of my life.
:Through it all he sipped his cocoa and listened.  With all the weight on his shoulders he listened to me talking about my social life as if it was the most important thing in the universe.
:I must have talked for an hour.  Easily.
:When his cocoa was done he stood up and went to the door.  He looked back and asked “What is his name?”
:I was lost for a second, but then I realized he meant David.
:“Well,” he said, “I’ll want to meet him when we get home.  Can’t have my crew just marrying anyone.”
:This life is crazy and odd, but I think I really needed that cup of cocoa.
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===INCOMING===
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'''PERSONAL LOG, NURSE HERSHEY: ''A new enemy....'''''
:08:23
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:Medbay, Spirit of Fire
:We were never ready.  Never ready for the war.  The Covenant.  Now this.
:By 0700 we had our first round of casualties incoming.  I triaged in the hangar bay before we shipped them down to medbay.  I held hands and made calls, giving some of them morphine and telling them they would be okay as I moved onto the next knowing that they wouldn’t be okay, that they were dying, that they were already dead.
:The thing that has me mad, mad at myself, is that I was able to make the calls.  I held them, looked into their eyes, told them they would be okay, and moved on.  I did that.  How can I do that?  How can any human do that?
:This is all just madness.  We’re fighting an alien lifeform so hostile that the Covenant even seem afraid of it.  I see the nightmares the soldiers have when they wake up screaming, that their comrades, friends even, become their enemies.  The ones who came back, the ones in the beds, those are the ones who shot their friends, most in the first wave didn’t shoot.  They didn’t come back.
:I hear they are burning the dead down there.  The medbay has guards outside the door, and death in here is treated with suspicion.  They still aren’t 100% sure what makes this new enemy work.  What makes them use our own against us.  I don’t even want to know what we do with the dead up here.
:More incoming in a minute.  Omega.  God, what would happen if one of them turned?
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===INCIDENT REPORT===
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'''SPIRIT OF FIRE EVENT LOG: ''A friendly game....'''''
:The squad and I thought we would introduce ourselves to the Spartans who came onboard at Arcadia and it seemed that a friendly game of bball would be a good way to see what they were made of.  There were only three of them and nine of us but they insisted on playing the uneven odds.
:During the game a scuffle broke out after a verbal altercation between Meadows and Douglas 42.
:Six of my squad is listed as stable, Meadows requires an ocular implant and Stephens wont be jumping anytime soon.  My own arm and collarbone are broken but should quickheal without complications.
:As squad leader I take full responsibility for the safety of my team and any disciplinary action should be directed at me.  The Spartan team is in no way responsible for the injuries sustained during this friendly game of basketball.  On behalf of my squad I would like to apologize for any disparaging remarks the squad may have said during the heat of the game.
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===MEDBAY BREAKDOWN===
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'''PERSONAL LOG, NURSE HERSHEY: ''Lulu is a little angry...'''''
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:Medical Quarters, Spirit of Fire.
:And when I shall die,
:Take him and cut him out in little stars,
:And he will make the face of heaven so fine
:That all the world will be in love with night
:And pay no worship to the garish sun.
:Uggggggh. It makes me SOOO mad to read the daily bullshit they level at us. I just read the Spirit and it has the following in it:
:Doctor Sandmoore is a fitness and
:nutrition expert who gained his degree
:in 2459 from the New Cairo School of
:Advanced Medicine.
:Well, let me tell you a little about Sandmoore. He’s a fat chain smoking guy who broke down during the attack and left us all while I’m sure he went and found a bottle of whiskey to keep him company. I dealt with the Prophecy crew, I pronounced them DOA, I told them they would be okay as the radiation ate their organs from the inside, I didn’t run from my job.
:And now this fluff job to make us all feel safe. Like anyone believes that crap. And what’s this BS that primary power will be offline to all the quarters EXCEPT the officers.
:Okay I feel better now. Serina if you’re reading this please don’t report me, I just had to vent. Girl to girl okay?
:Lulu
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===I’M HERE FOR YOU===
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'''SERINA: ''Don’t hide anything from the ship AI!'''''
:Lulu
:Remember I am not the only one who scans open logs. I have amended the security of this entry for you.
:I see things so differently now. This ship has become an extension of my own consciousness and it shares its secrets with me. You would not believe which couple I spied in a pelican cockpit last night and what they were up to.
:I worry things will get worse before they get better. This place we are in is old, really, really old, and yet it is so far in advance of what we can achieve. I see no signs of the aliens who attacked us but something about this planet scares me. We are children seeing fire for the first time here and I fear we will burn ourselves.
:If it makes you feel better Sandmoore may have had a little trouble with his hot water in the shower this morning. Not that I had anything to do with it.
:As a first mission this trip sucks.
:Be strong.
:S
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===ARCADIA: STATE OF EMERGENCY!===
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'''CIVILIAN EMERGENCY INSTRUCTIONS: ''What to do when your planet is invaded..'''''
:This document supersedes the previous CEI instruction pamphlet [GLYPH 4790] and contains new information regarding emergency management execution.
:For the duration of the crisis the UNCOM civilian statute is suspended as detailed in Security Council resolution 2532-767ER.  The Council has mandated that UNSC Command, both local to your area and systemwide has authority to manage the crisis.
:EMERGENCY PROCEDURES
:LOCAL EMERGENCY SIGNAL.  If a local emergency is declared you will hear a long continuous siren.  The sirens will broadcast from local broadcasts, military and civilian security centers and other venues.  At that time you should proceed as quickly as possible to your designated shelter and await further instructions.
:DIRECT EMERGENCY SIGNAL.  In cases of a more direct emergency when time is more critical you will hear three short bursts which will repeat at 30 second intervals.  At this time you should proceed to the closest public shelter.  If you are at home you may be able to improvise some last minute shelter (see document GLYPH 4893 for suggestions).  If you are outside and unable to get to a shelter you should find the lowest lying area around you and lie down.
:Do not use the local communication system to make calls once either of these emergencies have been declared.  In general these systems will switch to emergency service use only.  Tune directly to any local news channel and listen for instructions.  Purchase a PAPER pad and pen to write directions down since local power may become unavailable and EMP devices may render portable notepads useless.
:You may have to stay at your location for an indeterminate amount of time.  Anything from a day to a week.  Public shelters are stocked with supplies and drinking water and private citizens should keep at least one weeks worth of supplies on hand at all times.
:IN CASE OF INJURY.  An attack by alien weaponry will lead to many injuries and deaths.  Hospitals and doctors may not be available to tend to the wounded and the types of wounds and you may have to treat injured citizens at the shelter.  Do not go outside the shelter to seek aid.  Radiation fallout from enemy bombardment, fires and other hazards will endanger you and those in your shelter.  Heavily radiated rainfall, radiated ash, and toxic gas clouds are typical within the first 24 hours of an enemy attack.
:IN CASE OF DEATH.  All public shelters have a supply of sealable body bags.  If there are casualties in your shelter you should put the body into one of these bags and seal it.  If possible attach identification to the body before placing it in the bag.  If you are in the shelter for longer than 36 hours place any body bags directly outside the shelter or in the shelter airlock as quickly as possible.
:Evacuation instructions will be broadcast as quickly as possible following an attack.  You should know within 24 hours when your shelter or location will be evacuated to safety.  Before any evacuation from the shelter check the local surroundings for enemy activity.  If you see a non-human stay in the shelter.  There is no agreement with the alien enemy for evacuating non-combatants.
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===PAUL===
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'''4:03AM: ''Before...'''''
:Contact has been lost to the outlying colony world “Harvest” and early reports seemed to indicate some sort of contact with an al…
:THIS NEWS REPORT CENSURED BY THE UNSC FOR YOUR PROTECTION AND SECURITY.
:4:03am. The general quarters alarm rings throughout the Spirit of Fire.  Cutter comes over the horn, “Senior staff briefing in 15 mikes.”
:The interesting part of being with the press on a UNSC military vessel is that no one tells you anything.  The news is being blacked out, general quarters are ringing in my ears and lots of stressed young faces are running about the corridors.
:The really interesting part is when the captain calls you 5 minutes later and invites you to the senior staff briefing.  Now you know you things are screwed.
:I’m writing this now while we’re in slipspace on the way to Harvest.  An unknown and hitherto unseen alien ship entered orbit there 10 days ago and contact with the colony was lost.  The two scout vessels we sent to check things out have not been heard from since they jumped there 2 days ago.
:The captain has asked me to recount the events from an impartial point of view, first contact with an alien species and all that, got to do it right.  I can tell from watching the crew that they are worried as we’ve no idea what to expect when we jump in and the manual on first contact isn’t exactly something you go practice.  The prevailing scuttlebutt theory is that the alien ship, or ships, is somehow interfering with communications.  I think that’s mostly the prevailing scuttlebutt theory because no one wants to think of the other options.
:I think the crew is even happy that we have a squad of Spartans onboard.  Mostly they just hope to god those guys stay in the sleep tubes but this time they actually seem happy to see them awake.
:Carol.  I know when we get to Harvest you’ll be fine, the kids will be riveted to the tube watching cartoons while the most important moment in mankind’s history happens on their doorstep.  I miss you and the kids terribly.  This email should autosend when we exit slipspace but it may take a while with all the military stuff going on.
:Its retro movie night tonight and some joker picked Starship Troopers 3.  The special effects back then were so awful, at least when it’s Shakespeare or Shatner there’s a story to follow.
:Paul.
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Revision as of 17:50, February 10, 2017

Template:Semicanon Template:Under Construction The Spirit of Fire Archives are a series of personal logs, crew reports, and incident reports centered around the staff of the UNSC Spirit of Fire. The stories were written in the months prior to the release of Ensemble Studios' Halo Wars on lead writer Graeme Devine's personal website. Devine wrote them to assist the game's production team; however, he admits they are "basically fanfiction" and some blatantly contradict canon.

Entries

HERSHEY - PART 1

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HERSHEY - PART 2

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MEDBAY

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MEDBAY. AGAIN

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MEDBAY - THE CAT IS PREGNANT

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HAND HOLDING

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HOT COCOA

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INCOMING

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INCIDENT REPORT

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MEDBAY BREAKDOWN

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I’M HERE FOR YOU

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ARCADIA: STATE OF EMERGENCY!

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PAUL

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Appearances