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[It was a new world, and the task of the Master Chief remained focused on one thing only: The return to Earth to report what had happened. What followed in the Forward Unto Dawn was a battle against strange creatures, an escape as it overwhelmed him and Cortana... and then the arrival into a strange world connecting to many more.

He arrived into another world, with more alien figures -- this time ones that wished to help, even as they could overpower him.

Just now, after exiting the hall without speaking another word, he explores the city for only the most practical of purposes to both fight and find a way back to his universe. The defense of civilians, that would remain, and he would do what he could to keep them safe, but his utmost task would be the protection of humanity.

Wasting no time, as he walks through the streets alone, he speaks through the communicator.]

Where's the weapon store.

[In spite of his curt, sudden nature... his visor focuses on those he recognizes, are from people hailing from different universes. The same feeling that they didn't belong, the same overt body language or irritation at things being different. Even know, he wondered if there might be help in them, with what was happening.

And Spartans were adaptable.]

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Firearms.

[The classic.]

Assault Rifles. 7.62x51mm Full Metal Jacket rounds. Pistols, 12.7x40mm M225 Semi-Armor-Piercing High-Explosive rounds. Fragmentation grenades and explosives to breach reinforced steel.

Failing that? [Beat.] Anything.

Tch, you're asking for way too much. Good luck with that.

[There is a delay before he replies.]

What is there?

There are these three ducks who sell some type of bullets in the middle of town but I doubt it's anything close to what you're looking for. You could try Port Royal.

[Three ducks. To realize one has left a Spartan in stunned silence would be an accomplishment as it was, but Kanda apparently won the goddamn lottery.

Well, a giant mouse gave him his new task to fulfill to return home.]

So all we have are swords.

[For the most part. Time dueling Covenant Elites and Brutes, it seems, would aid now.]

Shitty swords. I think they sell slingshots too. Like I said, if you want to go get weapons, you want to go to Port Royal.

[He's expecting him to tell him for directions.]

If you give me a few more minutes, I'll go with you. They have better booze.

I don't drink. [Beat.] I'll meet you there.

[It's his only choice so far. Although by the description of Port Royal, and what he's heard so far, he's coming to realize he might have to improvise.]

[Yeah, it's unfortunate but maybe he can find some supplies there. It doesn't take him long to finally find his way there with some help of some chipmunks.]

I forgot how bad this place smelled. What the hell do you look like?

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