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[ The feed flicks on to show York, smiling in the mess with a mug of coffee in hand and Delta hovering over his left shoulder in all his six inch green glory. ]

Good Morning, beautiful people- it's another serene day on Legion World and I'm here to offer a little Legion wide challenge, bet, wager, whatever you wanna call it, I'm offering one.

My name is Locksmith and anyone that can encrypt a file, secure a room, or seal up a safe that I can't crack? Gets me as an errand boy for a full twenty four hours. And, you know. Bragging rights. Get to rub it in my face that Delta and I couldn't hack or pick whatever lock you've got set up.

[ He pauses to take a sip, setting the mug down for a moment of seriousness, hands lacing in front of him on the table, shoulders lifting and dropping in a brief shrug. ]

Now, some ground rules- it's gotta be a lock. No setting a two ton weight in front of a door and watching me sprain something trying to push it out of the way. I get a time limit I set when I see whatever you've got locked or encrypted, I'll tell you and I'll stick to it, anywhere from half an hour to three depending on whatever you've whipped up. Lastly: If I end up your errand boy no humiliating costumes. Been there, done that, I am not cute in a french maid outfit, ok? Ok.

[ Here Delta pipes up, offering helpfully: ] Amusing hats and signs of shame are, however, exempt from the 'humiliating costume' clause.

[ York turns his head to squint at Delta. ] Seriously?

Further incentive for participation, and for us not to fail. I am attempting to assist in your motivation.

Well, thanks for that.

So if you feel up to the challenge? Drop a line here or find me in the mess, I'll be the guy talking to a green hologram, drinking coffee.

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He found this all by himself. Spartans are highly qualified comms operators, even without AI assistance.

[She might care more if the Chief were actually upset, but she can feel his amusement.]

Didn't think my little wager would catch his interest.

He's very good at crashing parties he wasn't invited to. You should have seen what he did to the Prophets' little shindig.

[She wasn't there either, but she pulled all the mission logs while she was floating in space with nothing to do.]

I heard tell a little. Not much, things kinda got a little complicated between me and the UNSC.

"Complicated?"

[Are you AWOL? Tsk tsk.]

It's a long story that isn't entirely mine to tell. [ Insert fluid shrug and Delta looking at York here. ] Lets just say we don't exactly send each other christmas cards and leave it at that.

You stole an AI?

[Cortana's so amused. The war is over and Delta seems perfectly happy, so as far as she's concerned, there's no real issue.

Besides, she recently found out the Chief stole an AI, too. He just had so much credit banked the UNSC overlooked it.]

Kidnapped my partner from where he was being held against his will. If we're getting technical. Less theft, more jailbreak.

[ You steal things, not people. Delta never has and never will be a thing to York. ]

Agent York has...protected me at great personal cost for some time.

[ York snorts a soft laugh. ]

Love you too, buddy.

Relax, gentlemen. It just so happens I'm on your side on this one.

[You're both adopted. Don't struggle, you'll only tire yourselves out.]

I'd say that's a first but I get the feeling the Chief doesn't mind all that much either.

[ Not that he and the Chief have spoken since his last explosive 'fuck you' which he...ought to change. ]

Of course not. He's a reasonable fellow.

[He's more stubborn than a mule and would fight a Covenant armored division with a rusty spork.]

In a sea of unreasonable minds. How about that?