Truth and Judgement Part 8

Planet Sangheilios -0900 hours, 2551</b>

Azhaq recieved a message requesting his presence on a mission led by Pompaey Fiffry, "Better get this mission done first I guess."

Next Day - After the Mission
Planet Sangheilios -0900 hours, 2551</b>

Azhaq waited in his home, his weapons and helmet on the table in front of him, alongside his weapons were four notes and a photograph.

Azhaq sighed and picked up his sword and he began to flow through some basic combat manoeuvres.
After a few minutes he deactivated the sword and placed it back on the table, he had never felt so helpless or frustrated, there was nothing he could do until he received notice on the Wisp.

He walked over to the kitchen area and looked through a couple of the cupboards, opening the third cupboard he found a small cake that he had bought from Papad as he left the canteen yesterday, he cut a few slices from the cake and placed them on a stone plate and walked over to a chair.

The second he sat down and took a bite there was a knock at the door, he almost choked on the bit of cake that he had just started to eat.
Standing he walked over to the door, still carrying the plate.

He opened the door and looked down to see a small grunt standing there with a letter in hand.
The grunt looked up at Azhaq, “Message for you, sir!”
He reached down and took the letter from the grunt and walking over to the table started to read it and the grunt turned to walk away, “Can you wait a moment?”
The grunt froze, terrified that it had done something to displease the Sangheili and slowly turned back, “Yes sir?” it’s voice was a note higher than it had previously been.
“Can you do me a favour?” Azhaq placed the letter on the table and picked up three of the four notes, “Can you deliver one of these to each of the following homes; Ithix Draconee, Crystal Zodiac and Suiwa Tyrunee?”
The grunt sighed and nodded and walked to retrieve the notes, “Of course sir.”
Azhaq took one of the slices of the cake and handed it to the grunt, “For the extra work.” He said smiling.
The grunt stood stunned, Sangheili didn’t show lowly grunts compassion!
“Thank you, sir! Thank you!”
“It is no problem,” Azhaq said grinning.
The grunt turned away nibbling on the cake.

Azhaq smiled and turned back to the table where his helmet and weapons were sitting and placed the plate down. He picked up the helmet and looked at it for a moment before putting it on.
He then attached his sword and rifle to his leg magnetics and walked out his door in the direction of the armoury.

Planet Sangheilios -0910 hours, 2551</b>

Azhaq walked into the armoury and immediately saw a familiar face, smiling he walked over to him, “Grix! How have you been? I haven’t seen you since the Battle of Harvest!” Azhaq grimaced inside at the thought of how many innocents he had slain during that battle but showed nothing to suggest his regret, his face was a mask of happiness.
“I know that voice,” Grix looked up over his shoulder, “Well if it isn’t Azhaq, I see you got promoted since I last saw you.”
Azhaq glanced to his red shoulder pads, “Yes. Yes I have.”
“Anyway, old friend, what can I do for you?”
“Always straight to the point, aren’t you Grix?” Azhaq replied with a grin.
Grix chuckled and nodded.
“I need weapons, lots of weapons.”
Grix appeared to become either curious or confused.
“May I ask why?”
“Next mission involves a large squad and we will be on a long mission, and you know what it is like to run out of charge on a weapon in the middle of a mission as well as I do, so I want to make sure that doesn’t happen.”
Grix shrugged, “Ok then, what do you need?”
“Two fuel rod cannons, six plasma rifles, four energy swords, sixteen plasma grenades, two beam rifles and two carbines.”
Grix raised an eyebrow, “What are you expecting to be fighting out there?”
Azhaq shrugged, “I wish I knew.”
“Better to be prepared then I guess.”
Azhaq grunted and nodded his head and after a moment said, “How soon can you get it all ready?”
“An hour at the maximum, where do you want it all?”
Azhaq handed him a note with the location of his stealth corvette, Grix nodded and walked off to get the weapons ready.

Azhaq turned to leave, as he left he went over the location of the home of an old acquaintance.