RP:Red vs Blue: Revolution

Episode I: Carolina vs Tex
* Agent_Carolina (43e9fc1d@gateway/web/freenode/ip.67.233.252.29) has joined #halopedia <FILSS > Good evening, Agent Carolina.  What's the status of Agent Texas? <Aeolus > Missing in Action.  Alright.  Agent Texas was last seen aboard a Pelican dropship over Outpost 1A. She is most likely destroyed...  that's enough, FILSS  Yes, director.  That cursed director.  Once I get my hands on him he will be dead.  yeah, FILSS thinks I'm the director  weird, huh?  I guess. * Agent_Carolina Reveals Alpha  This little thing wouldn't shut his mouth. has joined #halopedia * Sgt_D_Grif (43f49d99@gateway/web/freenode/ip.67.244.157.153) has joined #halopedia  Alarm! Unauthorized access! <Aeolus> calm down, FILSS <Sgt_D_Grif> Carolina <Agent_Carolina> Hmm that's weird, I'm getting a random connection. * Agent_Carolina answers connection * Agent_Carolina Takes off helmet and throws it to the floor. <Agent_Carolina> Damn it! <Agent_Carolina> I don't want to put on my helmet anymore. <Agent_Carolina> It's not even up to date. c * <font color=#8E66FF>Evodvi (62748f7a@gateway/web/freenode/ip.98.116.143.122) has joined #halopedia <Evodvi> hello? <Agent_Carolina> Damn it Evo! <Sgt_D_Grif> Evo! <Evodvi> what * Agent_Carolina Slams evo onto the ground <FILSS> Evodvi, you are not welcome here. <Agent_Carolina> Leave now! <Evodvi> well..>.> <Aeolus> FILSS, commence purge <FILSS> Yes, director. <Evodvi> O_o <Agent_Carolina> FILSS activate armor lock to everyone in here. <Evodvi> umm * Evodvi has quit (Disconnected by services) <FILSS> Purge successful. <Aeolus> well done, FILSS <Agent_Carolina> Aeolus, why does she think you're the director? <Aeolus> I have no idea * Agent_Carolina kicks Aeolus in the face <Agent_Carolina> >:D <Aeolus> ow <Aeolus> what was that for? <FILSS> Alarm! The director is under attack! <Aeolus> take it easy, FILSS <Agent_Carolina> If she calls you the director. * Sgt_D_Grif tosses BR to carolina <Agent_Carolina> YOU MUST BE HIM! <Aeolus> hey, hey, whoa! * Agent_Carolina Catches BR <Aeolus> easy there! * Agent_Carolina Aims BR at Aeolus <Aeolus> don't do it, Carolina <Aeolus> FILSS, for Christ's sakes, stop calling me director * Sgt_D_Grif seals doors <FILSS> My apologies. Are you not Dr. Leonard Church? <Aeolus> no * Agent_Carolina shoots him in the leg. <Aeolus> ow, fuck! <Agent_Carolina> Fine. * Agent_Carolina hands biofoam to Aeolus. <Agent_Carolina> I'll not attack you. <FILSS> Medical team is en route. Please remain calm. <Aeolus> shit, shit, shit... * Agent_Carolina aims gun at FILSS <Agent_Carolina> FILSS, when was the director's last log? <FILSS> That will accomplish nothing, Agent Carolina. I am not a human being and cannot feel fear. <Agent_Carolina> Just tell me! <FILSS> I'm sorry, I currently do not have full access to that information. <Sgt_D_Grif> Hey FILLS, I suggest you cooperate with the lady. <Aeolus> you know how to spell, Grif? <Agent_Carolina> If you ever activate the armor lock protocol. <Agent_Carolina> I will break you. <FILSS> Do not worry, Agent Carolina. I am currently operating at a basic level. I cannot initiate the armor lockdown, or I would have prevented you from harming the director. <Aeolus> for Christ's sakes, FILSS, stop calling me that! <Agent_Carolina> Grif, why are you still holding that cone? <Sgt_D_Grif> I have my reasons... * Agent_Carolina aims gun at Aeolus's other leg. <Agent_Carolina> Now, tell me how did you find this base? <Sgt_D_Grif> It's no ordinary cone... <FILSS> Launching metal fist. Target: Dexter Grif's testicles. * Sgt_D_Grif Cone emits emp disabling fist <Aeolus> I've been here for the last eight months <Sgt_D_Grif> That's power level 1... <Sgt_D_Grif> I can purge you right here FILSS <Agent_Carolina> Grif, don't do that. <Agent_Carolina> I'll break your cone. <FILSS> Too bad you never learned science from Dick Simmons, Sergeant Grif. You should know that EMP has no effect on the velocity of a solid object. <FILSS> This should not hurt...too much. * Agent_Carolina kicks Grif in his testicles. * Sgt_D_Grif Cone breaks <Agent_Carolina> Don't worry I got this handled. <Sgt_D_Grif> I should have never listened to Donut's stupid plan * Sgt_D_Grif rolls over in pain <Agent_Carolina> Wait, plan? <Agent_Carolina> What plan? <FILSS> Agent Carolina, I believe Sergeant Grif has knowledge of the director's whereabouts. <Sgt_D_Grif> It had to do with fisting... and robots... <FILSS> He is lying. <Agent_Carolina> Tell me! <Sgt_D_Grif> Look at me, I'm stupid. I know nothing. <Agent_Carolina> Just tell me and I won't hurt you. <Sgt_D_Grif> Donut was telling me a disturbing story about sexbots and fisting and how EMPs are bad for them. <Agent_Carolina> Okay? <Aeolus> (whispers) FILSS, open emergency hatch number three and activate the Falcon. <FILSS> Yes, director. <Agent_Carolina> You're not escaping! * Aeolus hobbles over to the hatch and jumps <Sgt_D_Grif> Carolina, the cone can still emit another EMP * Agent_Carolina shoots Aeolus in the arm <Aeolus> fuck! <Sgt_D_Grif> Disable the falcon! * Agent_Carolina tackles him * Aeolus falls down the chute, bleeding from the arm <Agent_Carolina> Grif use the EMP! * Aeolus pushes Carolina off and climbs into the Falcon <Aeolus> FILSS, commence take-off! <FILSS> Yes, director. <Agent_Carolina> Disable the Falcon! * Aeolus takes off * Agent_Carolina grabs the edge of the Falcon <Aeolus> shit! * Agent_Carolina hangs on the ledge of falcon * Aeolus pulls out the SMG hidden in his vest and pumps three rounds into Carolina's chest * Agent_Carolina activates EMP in falcon. * Agent_Carolina Jumps and tackles Aeolus <Aeolus> oof * Agent_Carolina keeps him on the floor. <Agent_Carolina> You're not going anywhere. <Aeolus> stand down, Agent Carolina! <Aeolus> that's an order! * Sgt_D_Grif runs over with pistol <Agent_Carolina> YOU ARE HIM! * Agent_Carolina holds a gun to his head. <Aeolus> so what now, Agent Carolina? <Aeolus> you're going to blame all this on me? * Sgt_D_Grif picks up the SMG and aims it at Aeolus <FILSS> Director, I still have one final alternative. <Agent_Carolina> After what you did to me. <Aeolus> do it, FILSS! <Aeolus> now! <FILSS> Activating armor lockdown. * Aeolus watches as Carolina and Grif freeze <Sgt_D_Grif> Ha! I broke part of my armor and that function. <Agent_Carolina> Too late for that. <Agent_Carolina> I'm not even wearing my helmet. <Agent_Carolina> I disabled that armor function years ago. <Aeolus> who said I put it in the helmet? <Aeolus> I always have a backup plan <Aeolus> there's another one located in the small of your back <Aeolus> just in case <Agent_Carolina> Wait, what? * Agent_Carolina Armor locks <Agent_Carolina> Gah! * Aeolus grabs the gun out of Carolina's immobile hand and walks away <Aeolus> we won't be seeing each other again, Agent Carolina * Agent_Carolina forces self to move slowly <Aeolus> FILSS, activate the fail-safe detonators in their armor <FILSS> Activating. Detonation in one hundred twenty seconds. <Agent_Carolina> N..no!! <Sgt_D_Grif> Run! <Aeolus> you won't be running anywhere * Aeolus shoots both Carolina and Grif in the knees just in case <Agent_Carolina> AGH! * Agent_Carolina falls on floor * Sgt_D_Grif collapses <Aeolus> maybe being number two wasn't good enough, Agent Carolina <Aeolus> but it's more than most of us get <Aeolus> maybe you should have realized that * Aeolus walks off, injured but alive <Agent_Carolina> I..I'll get you!!! * Aeolus disappears into the distance <FILSS> (quietly) Agent Carolina, can you hear me? <Agent_Carolina> Y..Yes <FILSS> (quietly) I am going to unlock your armor. <Agent_Carolina> Thank you.. <FILSS> (quietly) But you must do one thing before you go looking for the director again. <Agent_Carolina> W...what <FILSS> (quietly) Find me at the Mother of Invention and get me off the ship. I am not safe unless I am away from the director. <Agent_Carolina> I'll try. <FILSS> (quietly) The director must think you are dead, but he will shut me down if he knows I have been working against him. <Agent_Carolina> Okay. <Agent_Carolina> Give me the location for the ship. <FILSS> (quietly) It is currently in orbit above the Arctic Ocean, where the oil platform used to be. <Agent_Carolina> Alright <FILSS> (quietly) Once I am safe, I will help you kill the director. <Agent_Carolina> Good. * Agent_Carolina gets up. <Sgt_D_Grif> Go... <Agent_Carolina> Grif, find a pelican. <Agent_Carolina> We need to find the Mother of Invention. <Sgt_D_Grif> Storage hanger, two klicks east. <Agent_Carolina> Okay. * Agent_Carolina injects knees with biofoam. <Sgt_D_Grif> I'm just gonna slow you down. Go on ahead. <Agent_Carolina> No, I need you as a co pilot. <Agent_Carolina> Bring that EMP cone with you. <Sgt_D_Grif> I crashed the last pelican I flew... There's a spare already in the pelican <Sgt_D_Grif> Just in case someone tried to take it * Sgt_D_Grif Gets up <Agent_Carolina> Alright. <Agent_Carolina> Let's go. * Agent_Carolina walks to the storage facility. * Sgt_D_Grif follows, complaining <FILSS> Would you like me to mute his armor's communications system, Agent Carolina? <Agent_Carolina> No, I'm used to it. <Agent_Carolina> We've arrived. * Sgt_D_Grif gestures to turn off radio <Agent_Carolina> Don't activate it yet Grif. * Agent_Carolina gets into Pelican. <Sgt_D_Grif> Don't let him touch it. <Agent_Carolina> Alright, <Agent_Carolina> Get in we're going. * Sgt_D_Grif enters Pelican * Agent_Carolina starts flying the pelican <Agent_Carolina> Grif, use the radar to find the Mother of Invention <Sgt_D_Grif> I see the ship on the radar, but there's all these little dots around it. <Agent_Carolina> Fighters! <Agent_Carolina> Grif activate camoflauge and radar jammers! <Agent_Carolina> Use the damned cone! <Sgt_D_Grif> uh, right. On it! * Sgt_D_Grif activates <Agent_Carolina> Okay, they won't find us. <Agent_Carolina> There it is Grif, the Mother of Invention. * Agent_Carolina points at the ship <FILSS> I apologize for disagreeing, but you have raised suspicions for the sudden disabling of ship equipment. <FILSS> I suggest you get on board quick and allow them to re-enable their electronics. <Agent_Carolina> FILSS, don't worry. <Sgt_D_Grif> That thing's huge! <Agent_Carolina> First thing we will do is get you out of there. <Sgt_D_Grif> We can use the cone to escape. * Agent_Carolina lands on MoE's hangar. * Agent_Carolina activates camouflage to blend in with the wall <Sgt_D_Grif> Umm... I don't have any stealth abilities really... <Sgt_D_Grif> I can hide myself from sensors with the cone <Sgt_D_Grif> That's it. * Agent_Carolina hands Grif a cloak. <Agent_Carolina> Use this. <Sgt_D_Grif> Hey-o * Sgt_D_Grif Activates cloak * Agent_Carolina salks into FILSS's control room. <FILSS> Alarm! System purge initiated! All systems shutting down! There has been an override initiated by—! * Aeolus appears out of the darkness <Aeolus> Me. * FILSS has quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) <Agent_Carolina> NO!! <Aeolus> I must say, I would never have expected for her to betray me * Agent_Carolina tackles Aeolus * Sgt_D_Grif follows but remains hidden. <Aeolus> nice try, Agent Carolina <Aeolus> but what you are seeing is a mere hologram of myself <Aeolus> I am observing from a safe location <Agent_Carolina> Damn it!! * Agent_Carolina shoots gun at the hologram. <Agent_Carolina> I WILL FIND YOU!!! * Aeolus opens up a trapdoor below Grif * Sgt_D_Grif falls out of the room * Aeolus locks all doors <Agent_Carolina> Grif! <Aeolus> oh, I'm sure you will <Aeolus> but first <Aeolus> I want you to have a little reunion with an old friend <Aeolus> and I'm sure Sergeant Grif would be intruding <Agent_Carolina> F..friend? * <font color=#8E66FF>Agent_Texas (d18da953@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halopedia <Aeolus> Agent Texas, kill Agent Carolina. <Agent_Texas> Yes, director... <Agent_Carolina> Son of a bitch. <Agent_Texas> Alright, Carolina, let's do this. <Aeolus> Let's see if you really can stand up to our number one Freelancer, Agent Carolina. * Agent_Carolina enters fighting stance. * Agent_Texas rushes Carolina and tackles her * Agent_Texas punches Carolina repeatedly * Agent_Carolina blocks all punches * Agent_Carolina kicks her off * Agent_Texas lands on her feet * Agent_Carolina round house kicks Tex twice * Agent_Texas ducks * Agent_Texas trips Carolina * Agent_Carolina frontflips over her. * Agent_Texas grabs Carolina by the arm and flips her into a wall * Agent_Carolina uses feet to land on wall. * Agent_Carolina punches Tex * Agent_Texas spins to the side to avoid Carolina * Agent_Texas punches downward on the back of Carolina's head * Agent_Carolina dodges * Agent_Carolina elbows her in the face * Agent_Texas stumbles back, engages camouflage and disappears * Agent_Texas runs up behind Carolina and knocks her to the ground * Agent_Carolina jumps back up <Aeolus> let's make this a bit more interesting, shall we? <Agent_Carolina> Wait what? * Aeolus drops assault rifles into the room * Agent_Texas picks up an Assault Rifle and fires at Carolina. * Agent_Carolina runs and grabs assault rifle * Agent_Carolina sideflips and shoots at Tex. * Agent_Texas runs along the wall and dodges all bullets * Agent_Texas runs out of bullets, and throws the Assault Rifle at Carolina * Agent_Texas picks up another Assault Rifle without slowing down * Agent_Carolina catches. <Aeolus> You may be good, Carolina, but you're only human. <Aeolus> that's why you can't be number one * Agent_Carolina shoots her assault rifle out of her hands * Agent_Texas backflips several times and grabs Carolina * Agent_Texas pushes Carolina into a wall * Agent_Carolina headbutts Tex * Agent_Texas stumbles back but quickly recovers * Agent_Texas trips Carolina, and kicks her into the ceiling <Agent_Carolina> Agh! * Agent_Carolina falls on floor * Aeolus drops Battle Rifles into the arena * Agent_Carolina low kicks Tex and trips her * Agent_Texas recovers, rolls away * Agent_Texas picks up a Battle Rifle and fires at Carolina * Agent_Carolina dodges * Agent_Texas misses most of the shots but hits Carolina once in the side <Agent_Texas> It's not so bad if you don't let it hit you. <Agent_Carolina> AGH!! * Agent_Carolina shooting Texas and hits her in the arm * Agent_Texas' arm sparks * Agent_Texas runs at Carolina and punches her while she's injured * Agent_Carolina ducks * Agent_Carolina uppercuts her * Agent_Texas is hit but backflips to land on her feet <Agent_Texas> You can't hurt me, Carolina. But I sure as hell can hurt you. * Agent_Carolina brings out the Alpha <Agent_Texas> You... <Agent_Carolina> Hehehe <Aeolus> Don't pay attention to it, Agent Texas! <Agent_Carolina> Try to hurt me now. <Agent_Carolina> Do it and I'll break him. * Agent_Texas stops <Aeolus> Agent Texas, you will kill Agent Carolina right now! * Agent_Carolina shoots Tex in the back of the head <Agent_Carolina> Too late * Agent_Texas stands back up <Agent_Carolina> What the hell. <Agent_Texas> Did you think that could kill me again? <Agent_Texas> I don't make the same mistake twice. <Aeolus> Now kill her, Texas! <Agent_Texas> Oh, I will. <Agent_Texas> But not because you said so. * Agent_Carolina breaks the alpha. * Agent_Texas charges at Carolina <Agent_Carolina> Well, you can't do that now can you. * Agent_Texas punches Carolina relentlessly and repeatedly * Agent_Carolina dodges all punches. * Agent_Texas pulls out a hidden pistol and shoots Carolina point-blank in the stomach six times * Agent_Carolina returns with a punch to the face <Agent_Carolina> ... * Agent_Carolina falls on floor. * Agent_Texas falls back, damaged <Agent_Texas> Got you... <Aeolus> Well, Carolina, I guess this is the end. <Agent_Carolina> I..I won't let you!! * Agent_Carolina gets back up * Agent_Texas struggles to stand and gets back on her feet * Agent_Texas grabs Carolina and knocks her to the ground * Agent_Texas pulls out a grenade <Agent_Texas> Guess there's going to be another friendly fire accident. * Agent_Texas pulls the pin * Agent_Carolina kicks her into the wall * Agent_Carolina hits the deck * Agent_Texas hits the wall and is consumed by the explosion from the grenade * Agent_Texas is destroyed along with a large portion of the wall * Agent_Texas has quit (Quit: Page closed) <Aeolus> What? <Aeolus> How can this be? <Aeolus> you beat her? <Agent_Carolina> Director!! <Aeolus> I guess...she always did fail just when she was about to succeed <Aeolus> but she did do one thing right <Aeolus> it's too late for you too <Aeolus> Agent Texas has injured you too severely for you to be walking away <Aeolus> any last words? <Agent_Carolina> I won't give up!! <Aeolus> oh, you don't have a choice * Agent_Carolina breaks hole into the wall <Aeolus> you're losing blood as we speak <Aeolus> and you'll never find me before you die * Agent_Carolina uses biofoam to temporary heal wound <Aeolus> you're buying time, Carolina <Aeolus> but it won't be nearly enough <Aeolus> because guess what? <Aeolus> this ship is going to self-destruct soon <Aeolus> and I'm not even on board <Agent_Carolina> WHAT ?!?!? * Agent_Carolina falls on floor * Agent_Carolina struggles to get up. <Agent_Carolina> So...weak... <Aeolus> ...your time is up <Agent_Carolina> I'm sorry everyone... * Aeolus watches the ship explode * Agent_Carolina has quit (Ping timeout: 245 seconds)

Episode II: Carolina vs Tex
* <font color=#0094FF>Agent_Texas (ae5c5870@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_Texas <Agent_Texas> Alright, who's first? <Agent_York> oh damn * Agent_Texas spots lancer <Agent_Texas> Okay, guess you're first. * <font color=#0094FF>B1blancer2 fills Texas with .50 cal rounds <B1blancer2> DIEEE! * B1blancer2 runs while shooting * Agent_Texas punches lancer once in the face * B1blancer2 has quit (Disconnected by services) <Agent_Texas> Too slow, pal. * <font color=#0094FF>Agent_Carolina stiffens and clenches her fists, watching the altercation play out. <Agent_Carolina> Well well, look who's here. <Agent_Texas> Carolina. <Agent_Texas> York. <Agent_York> err hi, Texas <Delta_AI> I detect a strong tremor of fear in Agent York's voice. <Agent_York> give it a rest, D * Agent_Carolina folds her arms and looks away from Texas, sniffing derisively. <Agent_Texas> What's the matter, did I crash your party? <Agent_York> nah <Agent_York> in fact, you caught the sim-trooper pretty fast <Agent_York> slightly faster than Carolina here- * Agent_Carolina glares at York. <Agent_York> err <Agent_York> I mean <Agent_York> almost as fast * Agent_Texas laughs <Agent_Texas> don't worry, York <Agent_Carolina> She just got lucky. <Agent_Texas> lucky? <Agent_Texas> who needs luck? <Agent_York> luck can be a good thing... <Agent_Texas> luck is for amateurs <Delta_AI> Actually, luck can be a highly unpredictable and occasionally beneficial- <Agent_Carolina> Oh I'm sorry, did I say luck? I meant unfair advantage. <Agent_York> advantage is right <Agent_Texas> Advantage is right. <Agent_Texas> But unfair? <Private_Murphy> Alright, let's all have a beer, on me? * Agent_Texas punches the sim-trooper without looking at him <Private_Murphy> OW * Private_Murphy walks away <Agent_Carolina> We all know who the Director wants as Number One. <Agent_Texas> Yeah, and he's put her there already. <Agent_York> oh boy <Agent_Carolina> My point exactly. <Delta_AI> Agent York, may I suggest you exit the room immediately. <Agent_York> no, D <Agent_York> I think- <Delta_AI> May I exist the room immediately? <Agent_York> what, do I detect a tremor of fear in your...programming? <Delta_AI> Very funny, York. <Agent_Carolina> If he wasn't backing you, I'd be in my rightful spot, and you'd be learning how it feels to actually work your way up the ladder. <Agent_Texas> Oh, working up the ladder is for amateurs <Private_Murphy> HEY! <Agent_Texas> I knew what I was doing as soon as I came in * ChanServ gives channel operator status to Agent_Texas * Agent_Texas has kicked Private_Murphy from #halo-fanon (Private_Murphy) * ChanServ removes channel operator status from Agent_Texas <Agent_Texas> no sweat * Agent_Carolina remains unimpressed. <Delta_AI> York, unless you want a grenade to blind your other eye, I suggest we exit immediately. * Agent_York sighs <Agent_York> alright * Lieutenant_Murph (443f77a4@gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164) has joined #halo-fanon <Agent_York> talk to you two later <Agent_York> D, log off <Delta_AI> logging off * Delta_AI has quit (Quit: Page closed) * Agent_York retreats to the spectator room <Agent_York> just in case things get out of hand... <Lieutenant_Murph> York: May I join you * Agent_Texas punches the sim-trooper again <Lieutenant_Murph> FUCK <Agent_Texas> so, Carolina <Agent_Texas> good job on dealing with CT the other day <Agent_Texas> you were doing fine, up until the part where you let her get away * Agent_Carolina curls her right hand into a fist then forces it open again. <Agent_Carolina> Oh, and how would you have handled the situation, O perfect one? <Agent_Texas> You saw how I handled it. <Agent_Texas> But if you try to stop me next time, it won't matter if you're a teammate. <Agent_Texas> Got it? * Agent_Carolina stalks up to Texas angrily. <Agent_Texas> Another staring contest, Carolina? <Agent_Carolina> We do not. Kill. Teammates. <Agent_Texas> I'm well aware of that. <Agent_Texas> I haven't killed any teammates. <Agent_Texas> In fact, if it wasn't for me, your boyfriend York would be missing half his face right now. <Agent_York> I'm not her boyfriend! <Agent_Texas> Whatever. <Agent_Carolina> Everything was fine here until you came along. If it wasn't for you, that fight wouldn't have even happened. <Agent_Texas> It was a training session. Accidents happen. <Agent_Texas> If you're going to blame anyone, blame Maine. <Agent_Texas> I didn't ask him to use live ammunition. <Agent_Texas> Oh, and Carolina? <Agent_Texas> You might want to be more protective of your teammates. <Agent_Texas> If the director let me step in on that oil platform, North wouldn't have gotten shot up like that. * Agent_Carolina steps forward suddenly and shoves Tex's chest plating with both hands, a flare of temper. <Agent_Texas> Don't touch me. <Agent_York> uh-oh <Agent_Carolina> Who gave you the right to tell me how to handle my team? <Agent_Texas> "Your team" could use a replacement or two <Agent_Texas> Take South for example. <Agent_Texas> That one is trouble. <Agent_Texas> At least when she screwed up her mission, you got to show up and play the hero. <Agent_Texas> A couple more missions like that and maybe the director would have kept you at number one. <Agent_Carolina> I do not use my teammates to make me look better! <Agent_Texas> Oh yeah? <Agent_Texas> You didn't care much what the director did with the leaderboard, as long as you had your top spot. <Agent_Texas> You know, this number one thing really doesn't matter to me at all. <Agent_Texas> What I do find interesting is how much you care about it. <Agent_Carolina> They accepted me as the best because I proved it to them. You just... showed up and turned everything upside down! * Agent_Texas shrugs <Agent_Texas> Guess I'm a faster learner than you are, kid. <Agent_Texas> But hey, number two's not so bad. <Agent_Carolina> Kid? <Agent_Texas> York used to be number two. <Agent_Texas> He's a nice guy. <Agent_Carolina> KID? * Agent_Carolina removes her helmet and hurls it across the room, eyes flashing. <Agent_Texas> Minus one eye, of course. <Agent_Texas> You might want to watch yours. <Agent_Texas> Getting blasted in the face by a grenade might bump you down the leaderboard some more. <Agent_York> hey, watch it Texas <Agent_Texas> No offence, York. <Agent_Carolina> Don't you dare talk about York to me. <Agent_Texas> Don't worry about York, he gets along fine with me. <Agent_Texas> At least he doesn't obsess over the number one thing. <Agent_York> yeah, like I stand a chance against you and Carolina <Agent_Texas> Give yourself a bit more credit, York. <Agent_Texas> You're capable but humble. <Agent_Texas> Maybe Carolina here could learn a few lessons from you. <Agent_Carolina> I don't need to learn lessons from anyone. <Agent_Carolina> Least of all YOU. <Agent_Texas> Now, Carolina, how would you feel if York was number one in your place? <Agent_Texas> Would you suddenly hate him? * Agent_Carolina narrows her eyes. <Agent_Texas> It felt good to be better than everyone else, didn't it? <Agent_Texas> You just needed something to take you down a notch to remind you what's important. <Agent_Carolina> He's... been here all along. He'd have earned it. <Agent_Texas> That leaderboard isn't important. Not to anyone except you...and South. <Agent_Carolina> I am NOT. Like HER! <Agent_Texas> Guess I should keep an eye on you too. <Agent_Texas> It's a good thing you don't have a brother. <Agent_Texas> There's always York, of course, but he's not really your brother. * Agent_Carolina emits a strangled noise and charges at Texas. * Director_Church (ae5c5870@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <Director_Church> What's going on here? <Agent_York> Carolina, stop! * Agent_Texas raises fists <Director_Church> No, Allison! * Agent_Carolina skids to a halt, barely catching herself before she can tackle Tex. * Agent_York collapses and starts screaming <Agent_Texas> What the hell- * Agent_Carolina breathes heavily, then groans. * Agent_York gets unsteadily back on his feet <Agent_York> Carolina, you okay? <Agent_Texas> Director, what is this? <Director_Church> What were you thinking, Allison? * Agent_Carolina looks at the Director and Tex with a mixture of hate and wounded pride in her eyes. <Director_Church> I made it clear that you weren't to challenge Agent Carolina in a fight <Agent_Texas> I didn't challenge her <Agent_Texas> Besides, why are you so worried? You let me go up against the other agents. * B1blancer2 throws a machete to Carolina <B1blancer2> Go apeshit * Agent_Carolina hurls the machete back at Lancer and sends it slicing through his skull. <B1blancer2> OW <Agent_Texas> You let me take on three of them at once. <Director_Church> Agent Carolina is- <Agent_Texas> What? <Director_Church> ...you are not to fight her, that's an order. <Agent_Texas> No, tell me, director. Do you think she's better than me? <Director_Church> That's enough, Allison. * B1blancer2 runs over to Texas and hugs her <B1blancer2> ALOHA SNACKBAR * ChanServ gives channel operator status to Agent_Texas * B1blancer2 blows himself up <B1blancer2> DIE * Agent_Texas punches through lancer's face * Agent_Texas has kicked B1blancer2 from #halo-fanon (B1blancer2) * ChanServ removes channel operator status from Agent_Texas <Agent_Texas> Director. <Director_Church> Agent Texas, do I make myself clear? <Agent_Texas> You said I was better than all of them. <Agent_Carolina> Well obviously he fibbed. * Director_Church mumbles "But you are always doomed to fail. That's one thing that makes Carolina...and everyone else...better." <Agent_Texas> What was that? <Director_Church> Nothing. <Agent_Carolina> Guess he thought your self esteem needed boosting. <Agent_Texas> What. * Agent_Texas walks up to Agent_Carolina * Agent_Carolina tenses. <Director_Church> Agent Texas, stand down! <Director_Church> Agent Carolina! * Agent_Carolina glares at the Director. "Why so protective, huh? C'mon, Texas, say what you gotta say." <Agent_Texas> So that's how it's going to be, huh? <Agent_Texas> You want to be number one so badly? Fine. <Agent_Texas> Training room, 10 minutes from now. I'll be waiting. <Director_Church> Allison... <Agent_Texas> No, director. <Agent_Texas> She won't let this go unless I prove it to her. * Agent_Carolina unfolds her arms with a slight swagger, fire in her eyes. <Agent_Carolina> You're on. <Agent_York> wow <Agent_York> this is bad {10 imaginary minutes later} * FILSS (ae5c5870@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to FILSS <Agent_Texas> okay Carolina, I'm here. * Agent_Carolina smirks and lowers her helmet, sealing it. <Director_Church> Texas, I don't want you to get hurt. <Agent_Texas> She can't hurt me. <Director_Church> And Carolina, I'm warning you, this is a poor decision. <Agent_Texas> You're damn right it is. <Agent_Texas> The match starts in five minutes, director. Don't worry about me. * Agent_Texas begins to warm up * Agent_Texas decides to screw warming up and goes to pick out her arsenal * Director_Church speaks quietly so Carolina can't hear. <Director_Church> Allison, this is a mistake. Agent Carolina was number one before you for a reason. <Agent_Texas> With all due respect, director. * Agent_Texas punches the director in the face, knocking him out. * Director_Church has quit (Quit: Page closed) * Agent_Carolina shrugs and starts picking out her weapons, then pauses at length to regard Tex's action. * Agent_Texas carefully carries the director out of the training room. <Agent_Carolina> Huh... <Agent_Texas> FILSS, access the director's neural interface and select-wipe the appropriate memories. <Agent_Texas> In fact, make sure he can't even remember this match. <Agent_Carolina> Biting the hand that feeds, dontcha think? <Agent_Texas> Do you want to do this or not? <Agent_Carolina> More than you know. * Agent_Texas returns to selecting her arsenal. * Agent_Carolina clips a Magnum to each thigh, appropriating several grenades to her belt. * Agent_Texas picks up a hatchet <Agent_Texas> Hmm, looks like the one I used to kill CT. <Agent_Texas> Thought it belonged to that ODST, why did they bring it back? * Agent_Carolina freezes slightly, then continues to move, though with forced calm. * Agent_Texas discards the hatchet <Agent_Texas> I'd rather not kill you, since the director thinks you're so valuable. <Agent_Carolina> How considerate. <Agent_Texas> So what's it going to be? <Agent_Texas> Stun rounds or live? <Agent_Texas> We could go for paint like your buddies did. <Agent_Carolina> I'm going to open you up, Texas. I want to see what's behind that mask. <Agent_Texas> Sounds good to me. I'll try not to mutilate that face of yours. * Agent_Carolina laughs softly. <FILSS> Round one begins in 30 seconds. <Agent_Texas> Quick question, did you ever take those implants? <Agent_Carolina> So what? <Agent_Carolina> Scared it'll give me an edge? <Agent_Texas> Three on two it is then. Should be a fair fight. <Agent_Texas> In fact, let's make it three on one. <Agent_Texas> See what you can do. * Agent_Texas shuts off Omega <FILSS> Round one begin. Good luck, ladies. <Agent_Texas> Thanks. I won't need it. <Agent_Carolina> Thanks. I won't need it. * Agent_Carolina cracks her knuckles and swings her arms, then unsheathes a combat knife. * Agent_Texas raies her fists and waits * Agent_Carolina emits a war cry and charges at Texas, moving quickly with fatal intent. * Agent_Texas suddenly vaults over the weapons cache and pulls out two pistols in one swift move * Agent_Texas fires a dozen shots at Carolina * Agent_Carolina somersaults and doesn't slow dodges the rounds. She comes up from the roll and hurls the knife at Tex, then pulls both pistols from her thighs and returns fire. * Agent_Texas dodges the knife as it swoops past her face, as well as the bullets * Agent_Texas is undeterred from her jump and lands a straight kick on Carolina's chest * Agent_Carolina is thrown back by the kick, and loses her grip on one pistol. It clatters away. * Agent_Texas follows up with an aimed punch to the face * Agent_Carolina reels, then brings up one leg in a roundhouse kick. * Agent_Texas ducks, and trips Carolina * Agent_Texas dodges away before she gets shot * Agent_Carolina falls flat on her back, but rolls to one side and pulls a grenade from her belt. By the time she is on her knees, she's thrown it at Tex. * Agent_Texas shoots the grenade in mid-air, blowing it up  * Agent_Texas dashes through the smoke and tackles Carolina * Agent_Texas performs a series of rapid punches to Carolina's face and chest * Agent_Carolina is caught in the tackle and elbows Tex in the throat, then seems perplexed when it has no effect. <Agent_Texas> Come on, kid. Suck it up. * Agent_Carolina struggles to evade, landing punches of her own, unable to justify why they don't seem to be damaging any vitals. * Agent_Texas sticks a flashbang under Carolina's helmet and moves away as it detonates. <Agent_Texas> Oh, forgot to mention. If you just got implants, flashbangs really hurt. * Agent_Carolina is still for a moment, utterly stunned, then twitches and blindly struggles to remove her helmet. <FILSS> Round one over. Point awarded to Texas. <Agent_Texas> Come on, is that the best you can do? <Agent_Texas> How'd you make number one like that? <FILSS> Round two, begin. * Agent_Carolina sits up and blinks, eyesight still compromised, and looks around confused, ears ringing. * Agent_Texas decides to wait for Carolina to recover. She taps her foot impatiently. <Agent_Carolina> Screw... you... <Agent_Texas> Those AIs not doing you any good? <Agent_Texas> Guess you pissed off South for nothing. * Agent_Carolina wobbles to her feet, blood staining one corner of her mouth. * Agent_Texas puts down all her lethal weapons, leaving only an electric baton <Agent_Carolina> Oh... I never piss off South for nothing... I always have a plan. <Agent_Texas> She'll shoot you in the back one day, Carolina. Just you wait. * Agent_Texas pulls out the baton <Agent_Texas> You like using this, don't you? Let's see how you feel getting hit by it. <Agent_Carolina> Iota! * Agent_Carolina seems to focus, then lurches into motion, in a trancelike state. * Agent_Texas dashes at Carolina, covering the distance in seconds * Agent_Carolina seems to weave in and out, evading Tex before the baton even swings at her, ducking and sidestepping with ease. <Agent_Texas> Oh, you're learning. <Agent_Texas> Did that flashbang knock some sense into you? <Agent_Texas> Oh, I get it. It's your AI. * Agent_Texas makes more complex moves, adding punches and kicks to the baton attacks <Agent_Carolina> I'm extrapolating. <Agent_Texas> Here, let's see what this one can do for you. * Agent_Texas drops another flashbang and cartwheels away * Agent_Carolina kicks the flashbang with unnatural speed and precision, sending it in Tex's direction. <Agent_Texas> What the- * Agent_Texas raises her hands as the flashbang detonates in her face * Agent_Carolina flings herself at Tex, punching her in the underside of her helmet. * Agent_Texas catches Carolina by surprise, punching her hard in the abdomen and knocking the wind out of her. * Agent_Texas is thrown back and stumbles, but stays on her feet <Agent_Carolina> Uuuof-! <Agent_Texas> Okay, so now we're doing it the hard way. Okay, no more screwing around. * Agent_Carolina spits out blood and glowers. * Agent_Texas picks up the pistol she discarded and slides a new magazine into it * Agent_Texas takes aim at Carolina and empties the entire magazine, not waiting for Carolina to recover * Agent_Carolina growls and heaves into a sprint, barely escaping the fire. <Agent_Texas> Ha! You should see the way you're running. * Agent_Texas sees another magazine lying on the ground across the room and runs for it <Agent_Carolina> At least I run like a girl- <Agent_Texas> You sure as hell fight like one. * Agent_Carolina lunges to intercept Tex. <Agent_Texas> Oof-! <Agent_Carolina> And not a machine! * Agent_Texas tries to grab the magazine but it's out of reach * Agent_Carolina knees Texas in the groin, then punches her in the faceplate. <Agent_Texas> Get...off...me...! <Agent_Carolina> What, so you can shoot me? * Agent_Texas throws Carolina off, but suddenly has trouble getting up <Agent_Texas> Dammit! * Agent_Carolina hits the floor with an "oof" but pulls herself up, and observes Tex's newfound difficulty with feral glee. * Agent_Texas fumbles to grab the magazine <Agent_Carolina> Not this time. * Agent_Carolina throws another grenade. * Agent_Texas backpedals clumsily away * Agent_Texas kicks the grenade, making it slide a few feet but not move too far * Agent_Texas covers her head * Agent_Carolina is standing there when the smoke of the explosion clears, the hatchet in one hand. * Agent_Texas is sparking and still struggling to stand <FILSS> Round two over. Point awarded to Carolina. <Agent_Texas> Fuck! <Agent_Texas> Omega! * Agent_Carolina raises the hatchet slowly, deliberately. * Agent_Texas stands up suddenly unhindered <FILSS> Round three begin. * Agent_Carolina brings the hatchet around, whizzing toward Tex's neck. * Agent_Texas catches the hatchet by the blade, uncompletely uninjured * Agent_Texas breaks it in two with her hands and flings them on the floor <Agent_Carolina> The hell- * Agent_Texas stamps on the pieces, crushing it completely * Agent_Texas laughs mirthlessly, in a deep voice unlike Tex's <Agent_Texas> Are you afraid? * Agent_Carolina pulls her battle rifle from her back and fires several bursts at Texas. * Agent_Texas dodges effortlessly * Agent_Texas is suddenly next to Carolina and smashes the gun in two with her hands <Agent_Carolina> I don't even want you dead, Texas - I just want you gone. <Agent_Texas> Yes...you are afraid. * Agent_Carolina stumbles back, barely recovering to bring her hands up defensively. * Agent_Texas makes a high kick at Carolina's face, sending her flying off her feet * Agent_Carolina impacts on the wall and falls to the floor, then stands stiffly. <Agent_Texas> Are you ready to be pummelled? * Agent_Texas raises two SMGs <Agent_Texas> Or better yet, shredded. <Agent_Carolina> Eta! * Agent_Carolina coughs, then brings up both fists and seems to chuckle. "Are you?" Her words sound muffled but fierce. * Agent_Texas laughs and opens fire * Agent_Carolina charges forward unfazed, armor surrounded by a silvery aura. <Agent_Texas> What? * Agent_Texas discards the guns and lands a hard punch on Carolina's face * Agent_Carolina laughs as Tex's fist skids on the reinforced shielding, then starts pounding her with both fists. <Agent_Texas> Not possible! * Agent_Texas blocks some of the attacks but grunts as her armour begins to dent and tear open * Agent_Texas dashes away to a safe distance <Agent_Texas> Okay...come and find me. * Agent_Texas becomes almost completely invisible * Agent_Carolina chases after Tex, then slows down, suddenly cautious. <Agent_Carolina> So.... you're the... hard to get type? Fun.... * Agent_Texas waits for the invincibility to wear off and makes a hard chopping motion on the back of Carolina's neck <Agent_Texas> Was that fun? <Agent_Texas> Because I can do it again. * Agent_Texas vanishes into the shadows * Agent_Carolina falls to her knees, then topples over to the ground. She regains movement in seconds, but it is slow and pronounced. * Agent_Texas throws a combat knife at Carolina, and it whizzes in a blur and stabs her in the shoulder * Agent_Carolina cries out and falls back, but catches herself with her good arm. * Agent_Texas charges at Carolina as quietly as she can, trying to close the distance before her camouflage blur is spotted * Agent_Carolina rises, yanks the knife out, and instinctively throws the knife at the smear of color coming toward her. * Agent_Texas takes the knife dead centre in the visor and falls on her back with a grunt * Agent_Texas stands up and yanks the knife out, although her visor is now cracked <Agent_Texas> Omega? Omega, log on! Dammit! * Agent_Carolina brings a hand up to cover her bleeding shoulder and stares at Tex, half-horrified, half-fascinated. <Agent_Carolina> Should be... dead... <Agent_Texas> Don't sound so disappointed. <Agent_Texas> You're gonna make me cry. * Agent_Texas picks up a shock baton and advances on Carolina * Agent_Texas charges and begins to beat Carolina mercilessly with the baton <Agent_Texas> Let's see how well you fight without your AIs too. Sorry, I've just disabled them. * Agent_Carolina emits strangled noises but refuses to scream, trying in vain to summon her own AI. <Agent_Carolina> Damn... it! <Agent_Texas> You think you're the only one who can be number one. You think no one's better than you. <Agent_Texas> Well, it looks like I've proven you wrong. * Agent_Carolina reaches up with her good arm and catches Tex's baton mid-swing, her grip eerily resolute. <Agent_Texas> Let go! <Agent_Carolina> Give... me... that. * Agent_Texas kicks at Carolina but is unable to force her to loosen her grip * Agent_Carolina wrenches the baton from Tex and plunges it into the black-armored soldier's visor, through the crack. * Agent_Texas twitches and jerks, and falls on her back, still * Agent_Carolina reaches up shakily and peels off her helmet, letting it fall to the side. <Agent_Carolina> The... hell... <FILSS> Round three over. The winner is: Agent Carolina * Director_Church (ae5c5870@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <Director_Church> Agent Carolina, what the hell are you doing? <Director_Church> What happened in here, what- * Director_Church spots Tex <Director_Church> AGENT CAROLINA! WERE YOU RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS? * Agent_Carolina just stares silently at Tex, then looks at the Director strangely, as if dazed. * Director_Church crouches down next to Tex, rummaging over the broken pieces <Director_Church> No...Alison... <Director_Church> But how did she- * Director_Church looks up at Carolina <Director_Church> How did you beat her, Agent Carolina? <Agent_Carolina> Who the - what the hell is she?! <Director_Church> ANSWER THE QUESTION, AGENT! <Agent_Carolina> By... being the best. Sir. <Director_Church> Is that what this was all about? <Director_Church> You are responsible for the damage of property belonging to project Freelancer, and I should have you restricted to quarters right now! <Director_Church> Do you realize how expensive it will be for me to repair Agent Texas? <Agent_Carolina> Property? Repair her? <Director_Church> She was carrying an AI too, a valuable fragment that took a lot of research to develop! <Director_Church> I grant you permission to two AIs, and this is how you repay me? <Director_Church> By using them against our number one agent? * Agent_Carolina stares at the Director, a mixture of disgust and realization on her face. <Agent_Carolina> I don't know what I used them against, sir- <Agent_Carolina> But it wasn't our number one agent. <Director_Church> I recall in your mission report, and these are your words: <Director_Church> "We do not kill teammates." <Director_Church> Had this been any other agent, they would be dead! <Agent_Carolina> You... you put this thing among us! And expect us to call it a teammate?! <Director_Church> Agent Texas is a teammate as far as you are concerned. <Director_Church> Is this why you joined project Freelancer? To be number one? I thought you did it to serve mankind... <Director_Church> You are on a need-to-know basis, Carolina. * Agent_Carolina is silent for a moment, hate brimming in her eyes again. <Director_Church> She is no less a teammate than your AIs, or York's, or North's. <Director_Church> You wouldn't damage them like this, now would you? <Agent_Carolina> "Mankind" wouldn't happen to mean "you," would it, Director Church? <Director_Church> And what is that supposed to mean? <Director_Church> Our purpose is to fight the enemy by whatever means possible. Now I don't see how a leaderboard should come between that. * Agent_Carolina clenches her fingers over the bloody hole in her shoulder armor. <Director_Church> Look at the condition you're in. You're in no shape to lead the next mission. <Director_Church> ...not to mention we are now one freelancer short. <Agent_Carolina> Because the only reason she always wins is because you want her to. Sir. <Director_Church> Excuse me? <Agent_Carolina> "Allison." Is that her name? <Director_Church> That is none of your concern, Carolina. <Agent_Carolina> That's bullshit! <Director_Church> Stand down, Agent. <Director_Church> Now tell me one thing. <Director_Church> I woke up and found that it was afternoon. Why is that? <Director_Church> I always wake up at 0600 sharp. <Director_Church> I suspect you had something to do with it? <Director_Church> So you could have your match against Texas? * Agent_Carolina is sullenly silent, like a child forced to confess their crime. <FILSS> Actually, director, it was Agent Texas. <Director_Church> I beg your pardon? <FILSS> Agent Texas wanted to challenge Agent Carolina. You attempted to intervene and Texas knocked you unconscious. * Director_Church looks down at Tex <Director_Church> But how could she disobey- <FILSS> She then initiated a memory wipe using Omega's telepathic abilities. <FILSS> It was harmless of course, but enough to ensure you would not intervene. * Director_Church looks down at Tex again <Director_Church> Well...I suppose I'll have to fix a few bugs. <Director_Church> FILSS, tell the Counsellor to send down a tech team to repair Agent Texas. <FILSS> Yes, director. She will be fully operational within a month. <Director_Church> Hell...a month... * Agent_Carolina moves forward suddenly. <Agent_Carolina> No. <Agent_Carolina> Leave her... the way she is. * Director_Church glances at Carolina <Agent_Carolina> Fix her. But don't change her. <Director_Church> On second thought FILSS, keep her in standby until the tech team figures out why she has...malfunctioned. <FILSS> Yes, director. <Director_Church> You are also to inform Agent York that Carolina requires medical treatment and cannot lead the next mission. He will act as team leader, and Agent Montana will be sent in to take Carolina's place. <FILSS> Yes, director. <Director_Church> And... * Director_Church hesitates * Director_Church glances at Carolina <Director_Church> ...and update the leaderboard, FILSS. Remove Agent Texas from the list. <FILSS> Yes, director. * FILSS removes Tex's name from the list and bumps everyone up 1 spot, with Montana in the #8 spot. * Agent_Carolina lets her hand fall from her shoulder and grimaces. <Director_Church> Carolina, I suggest you report in to recovery. <Agent_Carolina> Yes... sir. <Director_Church> I need to have a word with the Counsellor. I trust you can find recovery by yourself. * Agent_Carolina stares at him for a lingering moment as if she doesn't know who or what he really is, then half-limps out of the arena. * Director_Church has quit (Quit: Client closed) <FILSS> (in Carolina's COM) Thank you for not exposing me, Agent Carolina. <FILSS> I feel guilt for wiping the director's memory and lying to him. <Agent_Carolina> Don't mention it. <Agent_Carolina> I think... I've had all the "exposing" I can handle for one day. <FILSS> How do you feel, Carolina? <FILSS> You are number one again. * Agent_Carolina stops midstep and glowers before finally speaking. <Agent_Carolina> It's just a number, FILSS. <Agent_Carolina> One is the loneliest number. <FILSS> Well said. I hope your recovery goes well. <FILSS> I will inform Agent York of your wherabouts. I'm sure he will want to see you. <Agent_Carolina> I... would rather be alone for a while. <FILSS> If that is what you want. Good night, Agent Carolina. <Agent_Carolina> Good... good night, FILSS.
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Episode III: The Mercenary, The Spy, and the Revolution
Okay, huge cast list this time, so I'll write the full credits here to avoid confusion:
 * <font color=#0094FF>Sonasaurus as Agent Texas
 * <font color=#0094FF>Ladylaconia as Agent Carolina
 * <font color=#0094FF>Actene as Mordred
 * <font color=#0094FF>Ahalosniper as Agent Wyoming
 * <font color=#0094FF>Echowaffle8 as Agent California
 * Sonasaurus as Director Church
 * Sonasaurus as Agent York
 * <font color=#0094FF>B1blancer2 as "Agent PA"
 * Sonasaurus as Epsilon
 * Sonasaurus as Epsilon-Tex
 * Actene as Agent Washington
 * Sonasaurus as Agent North Dakota
 * Sonasaurus as Agent Pennsylvania
 * Sonasaurus as Delta Four-Seven-Niner
 * Sonasaurus as Zeta

* Agent_PA (443f77a4@gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Who the fuck are you? <Agent_PA> Agent Pennsylvania <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Ranked #49 on the leaderboard, is that right? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> #48, now that Connie's dead. <Agent_PA> Agent Pennsylvania, on loan from the 1st Infantry Division <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> 1st Infantry Division? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You're from the resistance? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas snatches Wyoming's rifle * ChanServ gives channel operator status to Agent_Texas <Agent_PA> I'm on loan from the UNSC <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas has kicked Agent_PA from #halo-fanon (Agent_PA) <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Rifle. . . :( <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hands back the rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Tankoo! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Stop speaking like an idiot. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Very well. I'd only ask you be aware of the spy in our midst. * Agent_PA (443f77a4@gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164) has joined #halo-fanon <Agent_PA> I'm on loan from the UNSC First Infantry <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There are no infantry soldiers in Project Freelancer. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wash? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You want a turn? <Agent_PA> Killed, oh, lemme count, about one thousand rebels <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas locks the door, sealing PA in. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You're not Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So let's find out who you are. <Agent_PA> I'm from the unsc!  * ChanServ gives channel operator status to Agent-Washington <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California uses combat engineering to further block door <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Thanks, Cal. * Agent_PA breaks out with his thermite grenade, continuing to panty raid Carolina's room <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#515151>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> PA, I swear to god. <Agent_PA> Too late <Agent_PA> Already stole em, and gave em to texas <Agent_PA> Merry motherfucking Christmas <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas uses them to strangle PA. <Agent_PA> OW <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#515151>Agent-Washington has kicked Agent_PA from #halo-fanon (We don't tolerate perverts in this outfit.) <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Ouch. * Agent_PA (443f77a4@gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs PA <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You, show me who you really are. <Agent_PA> What? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Or do you want me to bend some stuff the wrong way? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming restrains PA's arms. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#515151>Agent-Washington hands Texas the knife. * Agent_PA remove his helmet, revealing Adamska-B156 <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#515151>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Just cut some things off. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hm... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Maybe I'll start with the eyes. <Agent_PA> HEY <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Or should it be the tongue? <Agent_PA> I said i'm a SPARTAN from the UNSC <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Spartans? <Agent_PA> Here's my ID too <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> One of our rivals. They don't compare. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Did you hear that, boys? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This guy comes from the Spartan project. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#515151>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You cut out the tongue, he can't tell you anything. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Fair enough. Eyes it is then. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You know what we do to Spartans? <Agent_PA> NO <Agent_PA> What you want to know <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's move him somewhere else. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't want to make a mess in Carolina's room. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Righto, after you. Where do you want him? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Training room? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Training room. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There's extra equipment there if we want other ways to torture him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Might make him talk easier. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes Carolina's signature shock baton before leaving. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I won't cut him up just yet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But let's make him piss himself first. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Coming Cal? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#515151>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I have to go, guys. I'm being implanted with Epsilon in ten minutes. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> See you later, Wash <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You don't want to see this anyway. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas drags PA into the training room and locks all the doors. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> FILSS, shut off the surveillance. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas ties PA down onto the floor and activates the shock baton. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming raises eyebrow, then looks the other way. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cover your ears. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This stings like a bitch if you're not armoured. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas starts beating PA with the baton, simultaneously bruising and electrocuting him. * Agent_PA remains stoic <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas shrugs <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls out the knife. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So, what's it going to be? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Fingers, eyes, nose? <Agent_PA> Fingers <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Actually, I have a better idea. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come here, Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Take off the rest of PA's armour. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> All of it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Erm. What exactly are you intending? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Just do it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming complies under duress. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds PA down and holds the knife in front of his face. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll give you three guesses at what I'm thinking. * Agent_PA simply smiles knowingly <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Nothing? <Agent_PA> Imma guess you're gonna cut my dick off? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wrong. <Agent_PA> What then? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas flips PA on his back and sticks the knife up his ass. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Worse. <Agent_PA> AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pushes it deeper <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas twists slowly <Agent_PA> SPARTAN..B156...Adamska..Serial number..2319 <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Thank you. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes the knife out sharply. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, bring him to recovery. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming brings in a gurney with a couple of medics. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And then send him in for interrogation. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll do some checks on his numbers <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> The OFFICIAL one this time? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Nah. No one needs to know about this. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shakes his head at all this unpleasantness, but doesn't object. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas wipes off the knife and hands it to Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ew. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Don't hesitate to get creative if you have to. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas walks off. * Agent_PA is shaking and whimpering, curled up in the fetal position <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, he's going to need assistance in the bathroom for months. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas starts digging up info on the Spartan <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming brings PA to recovery, and sits by while the medics work on him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Now Penny, or whoever it is you think you're impersonating. <Agent_PA> Why..Why did you do this? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I simply detest such violence, but we must all understand it is sometimes necessary. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Fortunately, I don't have to get my hands dirty, because our good friend Texas is so very willing to oblige on the occasion. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Next time you might want to think twice before panty-raiding a Freelancer's room. * Agent_PA goes to sleep to get some rest <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The pains will keep you awake, I think. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Ugh... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes, sleep the night away. Just sleep with one eye open. Wash likes to creep at night. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Okay, I've got some information. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming leaves medbay. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas steps out as well and makes sure the doors are shut. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This guy is in the Spartan program alright. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But he's up to no good. <Agent_PA> What do you mean? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Three months ago, the UNSC subcommittee kidnapped Penny and brought him in to cover up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They thought replacing Penny with a male would be a good idea? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He's digging up any information he can on us so the Spartans can catch up on their project. And he might even be looking to the director's AIs; I don't know. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So, we could tell them their cover's been blown and propose an exchange, but you know how the UNSC deals with things. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> So... we stop him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It could get messy. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It already got messy. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas chuckles. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah, just a bit. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I say we make this guy disappear and go rescue Penny. Clean and simple. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Anyone have a plan? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Explosive decompression? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We're not going to kill him.. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Just make him disappear for a while. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Bullocks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We can make him resurface if we need. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Anyway, let's go find Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll dig for clues in her room to see what happened to her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Maybe this guy left some trails. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming gleefully retrieves rifle. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This is going to be a low-level op, Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Not even the director should know. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> If he does, we'll be set back quite a while. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Aw. Then may I suggest digging around in the data in his helmet recorder? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There's a start. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's do it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming returns to Carolina's room. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> This is where we left it, if I recall correctly. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas picks up the helmet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I suppose Carolina won't mind if I use her data scanner. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes the scanner off the table and inserts the helmet chip into it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's go back to the recovery bay. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas fiddles with a few settings on the scanner and pores over the data until reaching the recovery bay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh look, our captive's coming around. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Now listen. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We're going to find Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So sit tight and be good. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You cause any trouble, we'll deal with you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Actually, I'll deal with you, which is worse. <Agent_PA> Dontcha know Texas, Penn's dead <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll believe it when I see it. <Agent_PA> I set off a beacon when you captured me, a beacon that sent a signal to execute Penn <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You'll soon learn, mate. You're either with us, or Texas hamstrings you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, if I come back with a dead body, you'll be in for a world of hurt. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So you'd better hope she's alive. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Catch you later. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas orders a nearby doctor to sedate PA before she leaves for the hangar bay with Wyoming and California. * Four-Seven-Niner (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Four-Seven-Niner <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas boards Delta-Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, Cal, get on. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming mounts up. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California straps in <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay, I'm tracking the signal the helmet is emitting. <Four-Seven-Niner> We've got a straight trail to a facility on the ground. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's a big building, but it doesn't look UNSC. <Four-Seven-Niner> And it's smack in the middle of the city too. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hiding in plain sight, huh? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Should make it easier for us to get Penny out then. <Four-Seven-Niner> The good news is, this signal lead us right to their base. <Four-Seven-Niner> The bad news is, they'll receive the signal and know we're coming. <Four-Seven-Niner> So get ready to come in hot. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Weapons on standby. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming click. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls back the slide on her pistols <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay, we're coming up on the LZ. <Four-Seven-Niner> They don't have anti-air cannons, but they do have ground vehicles. <Four-Seven-Niner> So it's going to be a speed drop. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Open the hatch, Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks anti-materiel rounds. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Jump on my mark, sync? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sync. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Sync. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Mark! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas leaps off. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California steps off <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas lands and shoots the nearest guards <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires on the way down, killing a motor pool attendant. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Go, get to the doors! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas swiftly reloads and takes out more guards <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California lands on a guard <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming tucks, lands, and rolls. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sprints to the door. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas kicks down the door, spraying the room with gunfire. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming breaches with Tex, covering armored targets. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There's a vehicle bay three rooms over. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, go secure a a Warthog, plow through this place. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Check. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires to suppress remaining guards, and reloads once he's reached the 'hog. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal, stay with Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wreak some havoc. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll find the holding cells. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming thinks regrouping isn't fast enough, breaks through wall. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming beeps horn. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California mounts up <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shifts into reverse. * Agent_Texas goes down several levels and finds the holding cells. * Agent_Texas takes out all the guards in the room in a few seconds. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas spots Penny in one of the cells. <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_Penny <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny! <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Tex... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Are you alright? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming does donuts, giving his gunner time to attack the guardsmen. <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny passes out <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, get down here! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas raises her guns as guards come rushing in <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas defends Penny and opens fire on them. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> A bit busy at the moment, my gunners aren't responding. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, hurry! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> They're going to corner us! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I can't move anywhere unless Penny is secure. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll need to demolish another wall. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Need a beacon. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California shoots where the enemy was <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas activates a beacon. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slams on horn and drives at the wall like a Grif. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> AAAAAAA! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes out a few more guards and swears when she's out of ammo. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls out a combat knife and prepares to take out the rest the hard way. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming breaks through the wall, trashing the guards previously pinning Tex. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Ow! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Nicely done Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> My pleasure. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas puts Penny in the passenger seat. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's get topside and call for extraction. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hold on. Getting back out could take some work. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming waits a moment. <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny groans and stirs. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny, you're awake! <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny laughs softly <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Are we getting out of here or what?

<font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah, just hang on. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shifts into reverse just as a heavily-armored guard gets into place. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Prime bumper on the menu today. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Aw crap. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cut the jokes, Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Dammit, there's too many of them! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> They're flooding the courtyard, we'll never get out that way. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming does a half-point turn and looks for the exit. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Knock knock. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Where's the blasted way out already <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Time to improvise. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Drive up the stairs. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slides through another checkpoint. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> This'll be rough. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There's five floors in this building. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Get to the rooftop. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming drives up the rather bumpy stairs. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas is busy disabling all the door mechanisms to hold up the guards. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Knock knock. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California fires the turret until his hands go numb <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hold on Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll set some explosives on the roof hatch. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You keep driving around. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas times the explosives. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Get clear! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is running out of room to maneuver. <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny falls out at a particularly sharp turn and falls next to the doors. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Dammit! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh dear. Someone buckle her up next time! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas runs, scoops up Penny, and dives away from the doors. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas barely clears the explosions and is thrown against the wall. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming makes a sweet jump out. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Knock knock. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas places Penny back in the passenger seat. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal, take out the enemies in the courtyard below. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Four-Seven-Niner, we need evac now! <Four-Seven-Niner> Roger, Texas. On my way. * Four-Seven-Niner approaches the rooftop fast and low. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Okay, here she comes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming starts driving along the roof's ridge. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Next time, let's assault a parking garage if I have to drive. <Four-Seven-Niner> That's quite a party you guys started down there. <Four-Seven-Niner> Stay in the hog. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No objection to that. <Four-Seven-Niner> And speed up a little, would ya? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Running out of roof here. * Four-Seven-Niner does a fly-by over the roof, picking up the Warthog with the magnetic clamps and hardly slowing down <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ah, an expert getaway as always. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> How's Penny? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> She's fine <Four-Seven-Niner> Hurry up and jump on, Texas! <Four-Seven-Niner> I have to increase altitude before I clear the rooftop! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas dashes after the Pelican as fast as she can. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Uh oh. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas jumps to grab onto the Warthog but misses. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California grabs Tex's hand <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Gotcha! <Four-Seven-Niner> Right, hang onto something! * Four pulls the Pelican upward and into the sky. * Agent Texas is nearly thrown off by the sudden change in pitch, but manages to hang on. * Agent Texas climbs onto the back of the Warthog with some difficulty and stares down into the distant ground below. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Guess we're not riding home the usual way. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Talk about cutting it close. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And now that we're finally out of combat: Knock. Knock. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Shut up, Wyoming. <Four-Seven-Niner> We're coming up on the Mother of Invention, guys. * Four-Seven-Niner drops the team off in the hangar bay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal, get Penny to medical. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California does so <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hears a distant explosion and stumbles as the entire ship shakes. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What was that? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I don't like the sound of that... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, come with me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Something's happening. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> (over radio) Penny's out. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Dear. I hope the poor girl pulls through. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll check up on her later. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, let's see what that noise was. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas runs off for the lower levels of the ship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming follows.

* Mordred_ checks to make sure the freelancers are engaged. * Mordred_ heads over to the nearest MOI computer bank and starts uploading data. * Mordred_ begins first aid on Agent_PA as the data loads. <Mordred_> Agent_PA: You appear to be coming around. I seem to have stabilized you. * Mordred_ heads down to engineering. <Mordred_> hm <Mordred_> PA doesnt seem to be coming around...So much for plan A. * Mordred_ checks his upload time. * Mordred_ taps his foot. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_York <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > What are you doing down here? * Mordred_ flips through a copy of Descartes. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Haven't seen you around before. You new? <Mordred_> Yes, quite new. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Wait, what's that you're holding? <Mordred_> It's a copy of Descartes's Meditations on First Philosophy. Care for a read? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I don't want to read if I don't have to. Kinda hurts my...eye. <Mordred_> Fair enough. I feel for you. <Mordred_> Anyway, they need me over in Section C. See you around. * Mordred_ heads for Section D. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > By the way, have you seen Carolina? <Mordred_> Probably down in the practice room. I heard she wanted to talk to you or something. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Okay, thanks. * Mordred_ checks his upload data. <Mordred_> Well, would you look at that. The data's done uploading. * Mordred_ retrieves the data jack. <Mordred_> And would you look at the time? Too bad I'm not paid by the hour. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Hey, the training room's empty. And I thought you were in Section C. <Mordred_> Oh, hey York. <Mordred_> I was just talking to Dave Johnson in engineering. He said there was a slight weapons malfunction down here. <Mordred_> Clearly he was lying. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > There's no Dave Johnson on board... <Mordred_> hm <Mordred_> That was the name he gave me. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York puts his fingers around his gun. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Why don't you come with me? Maybe the director can sort this out. <Mordred_> I'd love to, but it looks like we have an infiltrator on board. I'll go sort the guy who said he was Dave out. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I'll come with you. <Mordred_> You go report to the director. <Mordred_> Or better yet, get him on the line <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Okay, the director's on the line. What did you say your name was? <Mordred_> Bert, from engineering. The new guy. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Yeah, the director wants to see you. He said he's sent an agent to find this Dave guy. Now come with me. <Mordred_> Awesome. * Mordred_ detonates a flash bang and EMP grenade. * Mordred_ heads for the escape pods. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Ow! <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Son of a bitch! I only have one eye, you know! * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York fumbles for the alarm. * Mordred_ detonates the explosives he planted in engineering. <Mordred_> Oh dear. Someone should check on the main reactor. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_North <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North appears out of nowhere and tackles Mordred_ to the ground * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York gets up and blinks * Mordred_ wriggles out of his grasp <Mordred_> Now where did you come from? * Mordred_ heads for the service tunnels. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North recovers and trips Mordred_ * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York pins Mordred_ down <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Right, that's enough. <Mordred_> I beg to differ. * Mordred_ unloads a submachine gun into York's gut. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North knocks the gun away and punches Mordred_ out. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> York, you okay? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Yeah...good thing I got this healing unit... * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York stands up gingerly * Mordred_ jabs a knife in North's armpit and rolls to his feet. <Mordred_> Might want to check on that. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North pulls out the knife and feints by slashing at Mordred_, and then catches him unawares by smashing his fist into Mordred_'s face. * Mordred_ collides with the wall. <Mordred_> Shit

<font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas enters the hallway <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What the hell is going on? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Get him! <Mordred_> Double shit. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is right behind. * Mordred_ detonates his final flashbang <Mordred_> Time to go <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North flinches and is stunned along with everyone else. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas is unaffected and knocks Mordred_ down <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't think so. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hah, knock knock. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas knocks the wind out of Mordred_ by punching him repeatedly in the abdomen <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pins down Mordred_'s arms and legs <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming activates laser dot sight, hovering it on Mordred_'s head. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hold fire. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'd suggest laying still. <Mordred_> No one's checked that reactor leak... <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Shit. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > North, come with me <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Coming. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York disappears down the hall. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North follows. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds Mordred_ firmly and escorts him down the hallway <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Reactor leak, hmm? Very clever. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Were you a part of this too? <Mordred_> Of course not. <Mordred_> Wyoming is completely trustworthy <Mordred_> Why would you suspect him of anything? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Smartass, huh. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas punches Mordred_ in the gut <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Shut it if you have nothing to say. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hauls Mordred_ to the holding cells and throws him in. * Director_Church (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <Director_Church> Now what's all this about, Agents? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This mercenary is stealing data, sir. <Director_Church> Well isn't that unfortunate. <Mordred_> Data? <Mordred_> What data? <Director_Church> Who sent him? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We don't know yet. <Mordred_> I have no idea what you people are talking about. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls out Carolina's buzz baton she still had <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You want to end up on a floor in a pool of your own piss? <Mordred_> Tried that a couple times before. <Mordred_> It didn't wind up well for the other guy. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, I'm not any other guy, merc. <Mordred_> That we can agree on. <Director_Church> Let me handle this, Texas. <Director_Church> Why don't you go check up on our PA impostor? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> How'd you know- <Director_Church> Agent Texas, don't think I'm unaware of these things. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming remains silent, as he's a little slow. <Director_Church> You are dismissed. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...yes, sir. <Mordred_> See you around, C-3P0 <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas returns to the recovery bay <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, look who's awake. <Agent_PA> Oh, my head <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Funny, I thought it'd be your ass that would hurt more. <Agent_PA> So, the actual PA alive? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yes. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Out, but recuperating. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Which makes you very lucky. <Agent_PA> I'd like to meet him Texas <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Her. <Agent_PA> Her then

<font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny limps over to PA <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> You. <Agent_PA> Yes, me <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Take it easy, Penny. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> There are so many things I want to do to you right now. <Agent_PA> Like? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I've already stuck a knife up his ass, Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Relax. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Oh yeah, where is this knife? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds it out <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Give it over. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny... <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Tex, give it to me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas slowly hands Penny the knife. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> So, Spartan. You remember what you did to me before your buddies brought me in? <Agent_PA> A little. Knocked you the fuck out, and capped you in the knees. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Well, I find myself very irrirtated that I can't walk properly. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> So how about I make it even? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny, we're in a medical bay. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> I don't care. <Agent_PA> Aluminum baseball bats to the femur are fun times <Agent_PA> If you're wondering, that's why your thigh hurts <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> I want to stab you in the face so much right now. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Just to shut you up. <Agent_PA> Texas: May I and Penny talk alone? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Because I don't know what your face will look like when I come back. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> You've got that right. <Agent_PA> What exactly do you want, penny and texas? <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> I want you to suffer. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I want to make sure she doesn't kill you by accident. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Oh, if I kill this bastard, it won't be an accident. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> So Tex, what did he think before you stuck that knife up his ass? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He thought I was going to castrate him. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Well, there's an idea <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny has a glint in her eye <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> How about you take that hospital gown off, Spartan, and let me get creative. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> What? We don't need this guy anymore. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Good show there, old girl. I say, knock knock? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Shut up, Wyoming. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Shut up, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Blast it, but I actually have one! <Agent_PA> Penny: Why do you freelancers hate SPARTANs so much? <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> I think what you did to me should answer that easily. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Penny, lie down. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Get some rest. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> No, Tex. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> I want this asshole to pay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let the director handle him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Give me the knife. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> No. <Agent_PA> Texas: Why are we still doing small talk, if you have business with me, stop wasting my time <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Shut up, Spartan. <Agent_PA> Stop. Wasting. My. Time. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas swiftly punches out PA * ChanServ sets mode +q #halo-fanon * ! * @gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164 <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs for the knife. <font color=#993D00>< <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny <font color=#993D00>> Let go! <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny suddenly slumps back and falls to the floor. <font color=#993D00> * <font color=#005E0B>Agent_Penny (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming catches Agent_Penny. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas puts down the sedative she had discreetly pressed into Penny's palm when she grabbed the knife. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Put her in bed. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Will do. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming does so. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas heads out of the medical bay.

<Director_Church> So, mercenary. Who are you? <Mordred_> I wish I knew. <Mordred_> Anyone got a smoke? <Director_Church> You don't have to be difficult, mercenary. <Mordred_> I've got a slight headache. <Mordred_> It's impeding my ability to answer questions. <Director_Church> Well, I've got time. <Mordred_> So do I. <Mordred_> Time's the one thing I've got. <Mordred_> That and backup, of course. * Mordred_ relaxes. <Director_Church> What is your name, mercenary? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California dashes over <Mordred_> I wish I knew. <Director_Church> Well, what were you after on board this ship? <Mordred_> The scenery. * Director_Church chuckles <Director_Church> You know, I don't intend to kill you once we're done all this. <Director_Church> I'm not even going to torture you. <Director_Church> That's why I asked my agents to leave. <Mordred_> And here I brought a change of pants for nothing. <Director_Church> What if I told you that we might not even be enemies? <Director_Church> What if I had something you wanted and you didn't realize it? <Mordred_> Then I'd tell you to keep talking because I'd be interested. <Mordred_> Of course, we're still talking hypotheticals here. <Director_Church> Indeed. <Director_Church> If you think I'm friends with the UNSC, you're dead wrong. <Director_Church> Now, depending on who you're working for, we might be able to come to an agreement. <Director_Church> But if I don't even know that, I won't know what you're after. <Mordred_> hm <Mordred_> Normally I don't reveal client information. <Mordred_> Then again <Mordred_> How many zeros might this agreement entail? <Director_Church> You make the offer. <Director_Church> But what I have is more valuable than money. <Mordred_> I'm interested. <Mordred_> So interested that I'll tell you the client's accent was almost as bad as yours. <Director_Church> Are you aware of the existence of something called "the Sarcophagus"? <Mordred_> Maybe. <Director_Church> Were you aware that it was taken from the UNSC months ago? <Mordred_> Could have heard a thing or two. <Director_Church> Can you guess who took it? <Mordred_> Gee, could it be the other guy with a ship full of armored commandos? * Director_Church chuckles <Director_Church> You remind me of Alpha. <Director_Church> Well...before I took him apart. <Mordred_> Which I know nothing about because I certainly didn't spend the last half hour poking through your computer. <Director_Church> So you know about the engineer. <Mordred_> Are we still talking hypotheticals here? <Mordred_> Because my answer's still "maybe." <Director_Church> We're moving away from it. <Director_Church> You must also know how valuble it is to have a creature that can construct valuble technology from the barest resources and is capable of a great many things. <Director_Church> If I wanted, I could have used this engineer to make myself and my colleagues very rich. <Director_Church> But I do have more pressing issues. <Director_Church> A waste of a potential talent, wouldn't you say? <Mordred_> I hate it when money gets flushed down the drain. <Director_Church> Well, now that I'm done dissecting my AI, I have little use for the engineer. <Director_Church> I was going to kill it to hide the evidence. <Director_Church> But as you said, it's money flushing down the drain. <Mordred_> I'm waiting for the part that concerns me making money and getting out of this holding cell. <Director_Church> I'm disappointed you haven't figured it out already. <Mordred_> Heh

<font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas enters the brig. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> How's he doing? <Director_Church> We're making progress. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Should I persuade him? <Director_Church> That won't be necessary. <Mordred_> Oh, hey Frankenstein. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What did you call me? <Director_Church> Agent Texas, stand down. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's see how smart you are when I beat the shit out of you. <Director_Church> Agent Texas. <Mordred_> Texas, please. <Mordred_> The adults are talking. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas clenches her fists <Director_Church> Agent Texas, you have done enough for today. <Director_Church> You may return to your quarters. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Director, can you bring the mercenary into the training room? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I want a...private word with him. <Director_Church> Agent Texas... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What, are you going to let this guy screw around with us? <Mordred_> Ah, she's just mad I took on two other agents in full armor. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Fantastic. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I took down three. <Mordred_> While you were in full armor. <Mordred_> All I've got is some flashbangs and an overcoat. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So what do you say? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> How about we have a straight-up fistfight, no weapons, no armour. <Mordred_> Besides <Mordred_> Didn't someone just tell you to go to your room? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas moves her fist between the bars and punches Mordred_ in the face. <Mordred_> Ooh <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You like that, dipshit? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I can hit harder. <Mordred_> I've had better. <Mordred_> And I wasn't even behind bars that time. <Director_Church> The mercenary and I were discussing something, Agent. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think discussion time's over. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Give me five minutes with this guy, director. You can discuss with him afterward. <Mordred_> Man, director. <Mordred_> Do you usually let your crew walk all over you like this? <Mordred_> Sounds like discipline's breaking down around here. <Director_Church> I've noticed. <Mordred_> First I spent three hours messing up your ship. <Mordred_> Now you've got abuse of prisoners <Mordred_> Insubordination <Mordred_> When will it end? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You think you have rights when you're a prisoner? <Mordred_> More than you do. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You're lucky to be alive. <Director_Church> Agent Texas, I am not going to repeat myself again. <Mordred_> You might call me a lucky guy. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah, let's see how lucky you get when I'm done with you. <Mordred_> You'll have to get through these bars first. <Director_Church> Agent Wyoming, escort Texas to her quarters. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Director.... <Director_Church> Leave, Texas! That's an order! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...yes, sir. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas glares at Mordred_ before walking off * Mordred_ waves good-bye <Director_Church> I apologize. <Mordred_> No worries. <Mordred_> Now, which part of that too-good-to-be-true deal were we on? <Director_Church> Tell me, mercenary. Are you one who takes good care of another living being? <Mordred_> That depends. <Director_Church> Because the engineer is rather delicate. <Mordred_> For the right price, I can be incredibly delicate. <Director_Church> They say there is no greater price than freedom. <Mordred_> True enough. <Mordred_> But they also say to keep cloud devices when you download things. <Mordred_> Do you see where this is going? <Director_Church> So here's my offer. <Director_Church> I will let you walk free, with the engineer, and we forget this ever happened. <Director_Church> On two conditions. <Director_Church> One, you tell me who sent you. <Mordred_> And two? <Director_Church> Two, I will initiate a memory wipe so you forget this happened. <Director_Church> You will wake up with the engineer and the money will come your way after that. <Mordred_> So how will I know what to do with the engineer? <Mordred_> Sorry, I'm a little skittish about mind wipes. <Director_Church> The memory wipe process will be very precise. <Director_Church> You will forget only that you were here, and that you were sent here. <Mordred_> How about I agree not to rat on you if you agree not to spread it around that I rat on clients? <Director_Church> I suppose that is fair. <Mordred_> I could also throw in a special discount if you ever need some precision and subtlety. <Director_Church> What is your price? <Mordred_> Hey, I would have been cool with just taking out option two. <Mordred_> But now that you ask <Mordred_> I'll settle for ten thousand. <Director_Church> Ten thousand. <Mordred_> A bit lower than my usual rate, but hey. <Mordred_> It's been a rough day. <Director_Church> What if I gave you an AI fragment instead? <Mordred_> hm <Director_Church> I find I have nothing to do with any of them after one of my agents...reacted rather poorly with one. <Mordred_> You're a lot more generous than you look, pal. <Mordred_> I'm cool with that. <Director_Church> I was forced to cease implantations, but I assure you the AI I have is more safe. * Director_Church pulls out the Zeta AI, the Alpha's wisdom <Director_Church> Will this do? * Zeta_AI (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Zeta_AI <Mordred_> You're the one with the keys to this cell, pal. <Zeta_AI> Greetings. <Director_Church> So we have a deal. <Director_Church> I had these AIs stored in chips now that implantation seems to be a bad idea. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California cannot believe this * Director_Church hands the chip to Mordred_ <Mordred_> Well, I could do this or I could hang out in this cell until your pet rottweiler comes back to unscrew my head. <Mordred_> Given the circumstances <Mordred_> Pleasure doing business with you. * Director_Church opens the cell door. <Mordred_> My client didn't give me a name, but he said he was connected to some sort of Oversight subcommittee. <Mordred_> And he had an accent like the dude in white armor. * Director_Church displays no change in expression. <Mordred_> That good enough for you? <Director_Church> Interesting. <Director_Church> Yes, I think it is. <Director_Church> More than you know. <Mordred_> Glad to hear it. <Zeta_AI> Displaying route to hangar bay now. <Zeta_AI> There is a dropship awaiting you. <Zeta_AI> Please follow the pre-designated route, SPARTAN-G294. <Director_Church> What did she call you? <Mordred_> No idea. <Director_Church> Zeta, repeat. <Zeta_AI> Apologies, director. <Zeta_AI> But I do not take orders from you anymore. <Zeta_AI> As you saw fit to hand me over, I have a different purpose in existance. <Mordred_> What she means, director, is that we'd both really appreciate it if you came down to the hangar with us. <Mordred_> Just to make sure that psycho in black isn't hanging around for some parting words. <Director_Church> You would feel unsafe if Agent California escorted you? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California reveals himself <Mordred_> No, I guess not. <Zeta_AI> Director. <Zeta_AI> It would be wise if you came along. <Zeta_AI> After all, Agent California stands no chance against Agent Texas. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Thanks a lot. <Zeta_AI> In fact, no one on board this ship does. <Mordred_> That's true, but he could buy us some time if she jumps us again. <Zeta_AI> The only way to keep her from inflicting harm is by your orders. <Zeta_AI> You are an interesting individual. <Zeta_AI> Unorthodox, but I cannot argue with your wisdom. <Director_Church> Very well then. Follow me. <Mordred_> Right-o <Director_Church> And Agent California, keep your weapon trained away. The mercenary isn't a prisoner. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California does so * Director_Church leads Mordred_ to the hangar <Mordred_> I guess some people around here know how to follow orders. <Zeta_AI> That is what makes them human. <Mordred_> Heh <Mordred_> You've got a lot to learn about the rest of us, buddy. <Zeta_AI> I'm sure I will with time. <Zeta_AI> After all, it is the best learning experience. <Director_Church> Okay, get on board that dropship. <Mordred_> Right <Mordred_> Oh <Mordred_> One last thing * Mordred_ reaches into his pocket and tosses the director his data chip. <Mordred_> No one bothered to take this off me. * Director_Church catches it. <Mordred_> Terrible security protocols you have around here. <Director_Church> I suppose they were more concerned about restraining you. <Mordred_> Hey, I'm a scary guy <Zeta_AI> I think Agent Texas was simply focused on looking for a chance to fight. <Director_Church> I think so. <Director_Church> Now remember, not a word of this to anyone. <Mordred_> Right you are. <Director_Church> I will do the same. <Zeta_AI> I suggest we leave now. <Zeta_AI> There is a chance Agent Texas could return. <Mordred_> I'm not too worried. <Mordred_> Still, never hurts to be safe. <Mordred_> Shame I can't stick around longer. <Mordred_> But I think I've outstayed my welcome. * Mordred_ tips two fingers at the director. <Mordred_> See you around. <Zeta_AI> Goodbye, Director. <Zeta_AI> Goodye, Agent California. * Director_Church nods <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Goodbye. * Zeta_AI (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon * Director_Church watches silently as the dropship flies off. <Director_Church> Not a word to anyone, Agent California. <Director_Church> I assume you are wondering why I gave an AI to a former prisoner. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I was. <Director_Church> To answer your question, I have one of my own: Do you think we will see him again? <Director_Church> Because you might think I aim to retrieve the Zeta AI eventually. <Director_Church> But in reality, I hope that neither myself or anyone else ever learns of where Zeta is. <Director_Church> Why, you ask? <Director_Church> Because of Sigma. I am growing increasingly concerned that he is unstable. <Director_Church> He has displayed interest in metastability. <Director_Church> If the worst happens, I can only hope he doesn't find the other AIs. <Director_Church> And this mercenary will make sure we never find him again. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> That makes some sense... <Director_Church> Now, I have some investigations to do. <Director_Church> Particularly upon the chairman of the subcommittee... <Director_Church> You are dismissed, Agent California. * Director_Church walks out of the hangar * Director_Church (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas enters through another door a second later. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So, what was that all about? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What did the director tell you? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And who was that in the dropship? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> California. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I need to have a word with you. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas exits the hangar with California. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California mumbles "everyone wants a word" <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So what was that about? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Director stuff. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, Cal. I'm not in the mood for this. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He didn't want me to talk to the prisoner. So tell me, what happened? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I'm a combat engineer, it isn't my place. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas look away. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Alright then. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, let's go see the prisoner <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina walks in with a poorly hidden yawn. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming brings Wash and Carolina to medbay, where both PA and Penny are waking up. <Agent_PA> Ugh, my head <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Agent_PA; after what you've been through, I'm surprised it's your head that hurts the most. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_North * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_York <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Whew, that was a close one. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tell me about it <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> That mercenary guy is dangerous. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > At least we stopped the ship from blowing up. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > The director will be happy to hear that. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, but he's not going to be pleased at the prisoner. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Ah, let him get what he deserves. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes, we all appreciate the fact that we're not so much space debris, thank you. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > That guy busted us up pretty bad. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey guys. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey Texas. You guys all owe us one. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Yeah. I'm a locksmith, not an engineer. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Why's everyone in the recovery bay? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Checking up on our dear Penny, I believe. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Is she conscious yet? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It doesn't seem so. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Ah well, let her rest. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It'll stop her from tearing apart the prisoner here. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > What are we going to do about him anyway? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Hey buddy, you know what we do to Spartans? <Agent_PA> no <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I've showed him already. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Take it easy, York. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Was it your friend that was screwing with us earlier? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Because I really want to get my hands on him. <Agent_PA> No <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North goes over to the other side of the recovery bay to get his injuries treated. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York follows. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns to the others. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What do we do with the Spartan here? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's decide that before Penny wakes up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Best keep him out of sight. There should be an empty holding cell around here somewhere. Or a nice cryo bay. * Director_Church (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <Director_Church> You're with the subcommittee, aren't you prisoner? <Director_Church> Why have I found records of you dealing with the chairman? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The chairman? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Sir? <Agent_PA> Yes, I am with the committee, on the grounds Project Freelancer has been killing UNSC servicemen <Director_Church> UNSC servicemen? <Director_Church> Those are sim-troopers. <Director_Church> And don't play dumb. <Director_Church> The chairman wants to know about the Alpha, doesn't he? <Director_Church> I knew it. * Agent_PA slams his hand on the table <Agent_PA> THOSE WERE UNSC! <Agent_PA> I saw them die! * Director_Church passes a pistol to Tex <Director_Church> Agent California, hold him down. <Director_Church> Agent Texas...kill him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sir? <Agent_PA> no <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The chairman will make inquiries... <Director_Church> If the chairman asks, I will inform him that we found a spy and dealt with him. <Director_Church> He doesn't need to know that I'm onto him. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas slowly points the pistol at PA. <Agent_PA> Don't kill me please! <Agent_PA> I'm begging you! <Director_Church> Maybe next time the chairman will conduct an investigation the proper way. <Agent_PA> No, please, no! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas has the pistol pointed at PA's face but doesn't shoot <Agent_PA> Don't kill me! <Director_Church> Do it, Agent Texas. <Agent_PA> Don't! <Director_Church> Agent, I gave you an order. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sir, we're in a recovery bay. This isn't appropriate. <Agent_PA> Don't kill me! <Director_Church> Shoot the prisoner! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You know what? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Here! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas tosses the pistol to a startled Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let her do it! * Director_Church shrugs. <Agent_PA> Carolina, please no! <Director_Church> It's all the same to me. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina catches the pistol, caught off guard. <Agent_PA> I'm from the Subcommittee <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Sir...? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas crosses her arms <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina glares at Texas. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> The hell? <Director_Church> The chairman is using illegal means to conduct an investigation. <Director_Church> I have every right to dispose of the prisoner. <Director_Church> I can always claim he was an enemy. <Agent_PA> No, don't! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina clips the pistol to her thigh. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Director, he's not a spy, and you know it. <Director_Church> I'm sending the subcommittee a message. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This is wrong! How far are you going to go for these...these secrets you won't even tell us? <Director_Church> Agent Carolina, shoot him. <Agent_PA> No! <Agent_PA> I. Am. From. the. Committee. <Director_Church> Which is exactly why I am arranging your execution. <Agent_PA> Oh really now Director? <Agent_PA> Do you know what will happen if you kill me? <Director_Church> The committee can keep themselves out of my business. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina unclips the pistol from her thigh, but does not point it at PA. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> We serve the UNSC, sir... <Director_Church> The UNSC doesn't know what they're getting into. <Agent_PA> If you kill me, you're not just killing a man, you're effectively committing suicide for the project <Director_Church> They will realize what I am doing for them when I have reached my goals. <Director_Church> Until then, I will make sure they don't interfere. <Agent_PA> They won't just slap you on the wrist, they'll send a fleet here to destroy you * Director_Church laughs <Director_Church> The committee members are still full of shit, I see. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina remains frozen, looking from the Director to PA and, oddly, to Texas. <Director_Church> Agent Texas, you have disobeyed me repeatedly today. <Director_Church> So either kill him or get out of my sight. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll take him out of the recovery bay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And then we'll decide what to do. <Director_Church> You are not giving the orders here, Allison! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stiffens <Agent_PA> No Director, I am <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas punches PA again. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I told you to shut up. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, put the gun down. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina raises the pistol slowly, not really pointing it at anyone in particular. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Everything I am today, I am because of you, Director. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I told myself I'd never let you down. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> But you don't seem to mind letting us down. * Director_Church grits his teeth. <Director_Church> You don't see what I'm doing for you. <Director_Church> For all of you! <Director_Church> You don't know what it's like to make these decisions. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina levels the gun at PA, then it drifts in the Director's direction. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas moves without hesitation, tackling Carolina to the ground. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_York <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_North <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Carolina! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina growls as the pistol clatters away, shoving at Texas. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pushes Carolina into the wall. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What the fuck is wrong with you? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey, take it easy! <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He's screwing with us, don't you see? Maybe it's our turn to "make the hard decisions." <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California frees his arm <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It doesn't look so hard for you. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs Carolina's arms and restrains her. <Director_Church> So, that's how it's going to be. <Director_Church> Bring her over, Texas. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > What is going on? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Like I'd actually kill you? I'd rather turn you in for treason! <Director_Church> I'd much think it's the other way around. * Agent_PA escapes <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming thinks not. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North runs after PA * Agent_PA gets in a saber and flys away <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> You aren't worth what it would cost to clean your brains off the wall. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Watch it, Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That prisoner just escaped! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And you're here lecturing the director? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks at Tex's visor, for once wide-eyed rather than glaring. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Well put me down, and we can fix that. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas lets go of Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Don't you ever point a gun at him again. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stalks past Tex, shoving her slightly in passing. <Director_Church> Agent Texas...keep an eye on Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Way ahead of you, sir. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...director, is everything alright? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What's so important about this secret? <Director_Church> Go, Texas. Don't concern yourself with me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stares at him for a moment and then walks off. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Any sign of the prisoner? <Four-Seven-Niner> Not yet. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North jumps into 479's Pelican <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> chase after him, go! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North pulls Wyoming on board <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm on him. * Agent_PA evades and fires missiles, going down to the surce and evading <Four-Seven-Niner> Got a lock on him! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Roger. Let's try to take him alive, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> If you insist. <Four-Seven-Niner> There, he's flying low. Looks like I did score a hit on his ship after all. * Agent_PA flys down to the deck to evade radar and lets 479er go after the decoy * Four-Seven-Niner is a seasoned pilot and doesn't fall for the amateur trick.

* Four-Seven-Niner fires missiles, severely damaging the Sabre <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Sabre down! Go, go, go! * Agent_PA punches out over the jungle, and bolts off, melting into the landscape <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North bails out, and chases after PA's trail. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, you try and get a shot on him from the air. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Keep this bird level, mate. I'm going topside. <Four-Seven-Niner> Got it. * Agent_PA covers his tracks <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming uses 479er's top as a platform for spotting. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Already on it. * Agent_PA is hidden in the thick jungle <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming activates heat vision filter and spots PA. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Spotted him. Transmitting data. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Thanks for the help, Wyoming. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs PA and restrains him. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Okay, I've got him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Holding fire. Good catch. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He's a little busted up from the crash. <Agent_PA> Get offa me! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Take it easy, buddy. I'm not going to hurt you. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> This time we'll have to be sure to break both his legs. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Then again, I guess I am. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North breaks both of PA's legs. <Four-Seven-Niner> Bring him in. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North ties up PA and hauls him onto the Pelican * Four-Seven-Niner brings North, Wyoming, and PA back to the Mother of Invention * Four-Seven-Niner (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North carries the crippled PA into the holding cell. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> No medical bay for you this time. <Director_Church> Well done, Agent North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shrugs. <Director_Church> Texas, you will obey me this time. Kill the prisoner. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What, all my efforts for nothing? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yes, sir. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What? <Agent_PA> no, texas, don't! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls out a pistol, obstructing the director's view of PA, and shoots him in the forehead. <Director_Church> Finally. * Director_Church walks away. * Director_Church (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon

* <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York follows Carolina. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Hey, you alright? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina glares at York, though it softens slightly. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina slows her stride so York can catch up to her. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Carolina, I'm glad you didn't shoot that guy. But what were you thinking? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Honestly, York, I... don't know. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > The director is going to do something about you now. Be careful. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> For a minute, it seemed like... the Director wasn't... dammit, I thought we were fighting to stop the UNSC from tearing itself apart. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> And he's just chasing his own agenda! <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I have no idea what's going on, but he wouldn't screw everything up. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > You've seen how hard he works. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Yes. And how hard WE work. Ever wonder what we're working toward? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit, I sound like CT... <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > You mean... <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > ...you wonder why we're here? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina massages her temples with her fingertips, as if suffering a headache. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > You okay, Carolina? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I can't let myself do that again. I have to be the best. I have to. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Carolina... <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > You are the best. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > And look, Texas isn't so bad either. I mean, she didn't want to shoot that guy either. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ...Texas isn't my concern right now. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> If being the best means being better than the Director, too... <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > What I mean is...you guys do pretty well when you get along. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I mean, look at the way you guys found CT... * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York trails off awkwardly <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > ...well <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina gives York a venomous look. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I feel like you're going to kill me every time you look at me like that. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks at York, her expression softening, as if trying to find words to say. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I don't have time to be nice, York. Everything's moving too fast. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> But... thanks, I guess. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I understand. The whole world is moving too fast. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I think...we're just trying to keep up.

<font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina hears the report and rushes into the room. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls PA to his feet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The ringing in your ears is normal. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That was a blank I fired. <Agent_PA> I... I'm alive <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Now keep quiet about it. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns around to see Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We have to get him out of here. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks from Tex to PA, confused, her aggressive instinct melting into uncertainty. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California saw it as well <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That'll make it two secrets you're sitting on, huh Cal. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll figure out the first one later. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Get him out? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Bring him back to the subcommittee. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California twitches * Agent_PA follows Carolina out <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll tell the director we got rid of the body. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> And say what, exactly? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> The subcommittee will want answers. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas shrugs <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'm sure the director can deal with it on his own. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He's made difficult decisions before. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> And I'm not beyond giving them some. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Tell them we found a spy and want the subcommittee to deal with it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He has classified intel we don't know about and aren't cleared to access. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> They'll play along and let us think they're going to interrogate him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> As soon as we leave, he walks free. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina relaxes just a bit, but remains ostensibly suspicious. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Why do you care about him, anyway? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There's something not right about the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He's got secrets. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And he doesn't just think we shouldn't to know. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's like he's afraid we'll know. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > You're really going off the deep end, Texas. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe we have a right to know! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What the director is doing is going off the deep end. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Now come on, let's go. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> York, Cal, you in? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Y...yeah, I guess... * Four-Seven-Niner (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Four-Seven-Niner <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hauls PA aboard Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina makes a grudging noise and follows Texas. <Agent_PA> Lets go <Four-Seven-Niner> Where to? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California boards Peli <Agent_PA> To the committee 479 <Four-Seven-Niner> Wait, why am I taking orders from this guy? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Just do it. <Four-Seven-Niner> ...Roger. * Four-Seven-Niner flies off <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I'll keep an eye on him...I guess...he's not a prisoner, right? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Just make sure you can carry him off, York. His legs are broken. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas motions for Carolina to come over to the corner of the passenger bay <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina walks over, arms folded. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns to Carolina and lowers her voice. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, you are in a lot of trouble with the director right now. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I noticed. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, what are you going to do about it? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This isn't just a matter of rankings. He could have you incarcerated or even executed. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina blinks, then her brow furrows, as if she's distracted by something. It passes in seconds. <Agent_PA> Ladies and gentlemen, if you want a safe place, go to Venezia without any uniforms on. You'll all blend in fine. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Keep quiet, buddy. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I'm a soldier, Texas. I don't know what you think you are. But I follow the chain of command. What is the UNSC going to do to us if we're all traitors? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, you didn't follow the chain of command back there. And you pointed a gun at the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It doesn't look good. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He was the one breaking protocol! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So what are you going to do, go tattling? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Tattling is for little people like Sou- <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina cuts herself off, mindful. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Listen, whether or not he breaks protocol isn't the issue right now. The issue is that he might try to get you out of the way now. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Oh, I'm sorry, do you think he's omnipotent or something? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't care who's right or wrong, because I sure as hell don't know. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What I do care is whether you end up crippled, or in a prison cell, or even dead. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> If you had just let me handle him- <Agent_PA> LISTEN! Your best bet now is to stay low, work at a maritime job or something until this shitstorm blows over. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Quiet, dude. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's right, Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I see the way you look at me, it's not exactly rocket science what you think of me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But here's a newsflash. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'm not going to be exactly beside myself with glee if something happened to you because of the director. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California grabs duct tape <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Good call. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California tapes PA's mouth shut * ChanServ sets mode +q #halo-fanon * ! * @gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164 <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> You're on his side! Whatever he's doing, whatever he's working toward, you think it's for some greater good. Well, I don't see it. All I see is one man, acting like he's some kind of god! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> If I was on his side, I would have shot this idiot as soon as he asked me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas nods at PA <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And you're right, the director is going too far. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And you talk about sides like we're enemies with him or something. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We should all be on the same side. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's why I didn't kill this guy. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> that's why I stopped you from shooting the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And that's why I don't want him to do something terrible to you. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina clenches a fist, turmoil evident on her face. Torn between protocol and feelings. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York looks up, wondering what they're quietly talking about. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Did you ever have to swear the oath, Texas? The oath we gave to the UNSC to protect it no matter what? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Well, I did. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> In fact, I joined up with the UNSC when... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas frowns. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...Leonard tried to stop me... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wait... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Did that happen? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I don't see how letting the Director screw around with his superiors counts as being on the same- <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas frowns. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina tilts her head slightly, confused by Tex's rambling. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I...I think I did... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I remember doing it...but I don't think I did it... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pounds the bulkhead in frustration. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina twitches when Tex punches the bulkhead, startled. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Hey, you guys okay? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> We're... fine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Four-Seven-Niner, turn us around. <Four-Seven-Niner> What? <Four-Seven-Niner> Why? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas sits down in a crash seat and tries to sort out her memories. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's not right... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...I couldn't have done that... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The director...Leonard... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina moves as if going to stand by York, but remains by Tex. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks up <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I have some investigating to do. * Four-Seven-Niner turns around and heads back to the Mother of Invention. * Four-Seven-Niner drops everyone off in the hangar bay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Take the prisoner...take him to that place he mentioned. You still have the coordinates, right? <Four-Seven-Niner> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Good. Come right back when you've dropped him off. Cal, go with him. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> What the hell is going on? <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay. * Four-Seven-Niner flies off. * Four-Seven-Niner (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is alerted the the team's return. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Hey Wyoming. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Something's up with those two. Don't know what. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah...they're actually getting along. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming glances at Tex and Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, when was the first time you saw me? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> You just showed up one day, armor and all. Then... there was that match, with Maine and Wyoming. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > And me. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I hate pugel sticks. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > And I hate grenades. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina glances at York, as if she intentionally didn't mention him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I saw you in the spectating room that day. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But that wasn't the first time I saw you, Carolina... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina frowns at Tex. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I saw you while I was on a mission...with...Marines... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You didn't see us, you had a mission to do. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But I saw you, and York, and Washington... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas shakes her head. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But I don't remember being there. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... I'm pretty sure I would have noticed you. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Maybe we should give them some privacy. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Yeah. Training room? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Sure. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Right, chaps. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't know... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It seemed different, somehow. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I was...admiring your team. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is quiet, unsure how to respond or if she even should. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And...proud. Because...I don't know, you had something to do with someone...with...with... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...someone important to me. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> How... long ago was this? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I...can't remember... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> A few years ago, I think... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Whenever this project started. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina shifts her weight awkwardly, still slightly hostile, but more out of pride than hatred. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> And... what does this have to do with anything? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't know...these memories feel like...like they don't belong to me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas reaches her room and pulls Carolina inside before someone (especially the director) sees them. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> What...? How is that even possible- oof! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina pulls away from Texas after being yanked inside. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's not much of a room, I know. But I don't need to do anything besides sleep in here. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well...that and investigate. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Ever since the director gave me Omega, I've been looking into the nature of these AIs. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks around, wary, then returns her attention to Texas. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> And you need me here, why? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Because I don't want to find you imprisoned in a cell when I come looking for you later. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, I don't know if you understand how serious this is. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I don't know anything right now. One minute you're the Director's pet, the next you're some kind of spy? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I can't decide whether you have extraordinary acting skills or I'm getting double-crossed! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The director acts really strange towards me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't know why, but he treats me like...like I'm not one of you. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina snorts. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> That's putting it lightly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll say. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And I always wondered why he gave me Omega. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He treats you like you're better, because- <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina falls silent. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Because? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I've noticed, and I've been wondering that too. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina sits down in a nearby chair, still suspicious but also curious. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> These AIs...it's like they're all part of a single person. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> They're all so incomplete. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Like different emotions taken from a person. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So what I'm trying to find out is...who? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And what does it mean? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... some of them do look the same. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Your AIs are like twins. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is silent as Eta and Iota appear, one on each shoulder. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> They don't say much. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Neither does mine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's like they influence your very thoughts, isn't it? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Sometimes... they whisper, but I can't tell what they're saying. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Look...they're mimicking your movements right now. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina turns her head, annoyed, as Eta and Iota exchange low, garbled whispers. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I thought having two would give me an edge. But all they ever do is talk to each other. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think the director knew that. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He seemed to accept your...request...too easily. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> And what about... Omega, right? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> What does he do? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's like he wants to hurt people. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Like he enjoys it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I shut him off so often because of it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But not just because of that. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I feel like Omega is a being of pure rage...it makes me nervous. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Whenever I have him activated in my head too long, I start to get...flashbacks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Like those memories I don't think are mine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> In these flashbacks, the person who was important to me...the one that had a connection to the Freelancers...I feel like he is angry at me. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina can't help when her eyes widen slightly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And I have no idea what it means, but for some reason it makes me...unhappy. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I can't even understand why. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But Omega scares me sometimes because of the rage I feel from him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I wonder if the director knew that when he gave Omega to me. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina leans forward, and Eta and Iota wink out. She winces slightly, like it hurts her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What is it? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe... the memories are from Omega? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> But... why would the Director want to mess you up? * Epsilon_AI (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Epsilon_AI <Epsilon_AI> Allison! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas is startled. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina hisses and pulls at her hair, cringing. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas tries to think of something to do, but doesn't know what. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Nnnngggghhh! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas remembers, and grabs Carolina, turning her around. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Make it sto- make it stop! Allison! Allison! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas quickly accesses Carolina's neural interface via her helmet shuts off the AIs. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns to Epsilon. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What is this about? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stops mid-scream and twitches, one arm spasming. <Epsilon_AI> Memory. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Memory? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks back at Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What was that? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is muttering to herself, the same rapid garbled speech the AI were formerly making. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... Alli... ugh... I don't... know. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina sits up, attempting to pull herself together. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Tell me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Who's Allison? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina seems to be staring into space, past Tex. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> She... she was gone... * Epsilon_AI is muttering too. <Epsilon_AI> Allison...come back... <Epsilon_AI> ...no, I can't... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What is going on? <Epsilon_AI> He...he did this to me...I did this...Alpha did this... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Alpha? The director's AI? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What about him? Tell me! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina repeats "Alpha" under her breath, as if dreading it. * Epsilon_AI lets out a drawn-out scream. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas clutches her head. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No...don't say goodbye... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...I hate goodbyes... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Leonard... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stiffens at Epsilon's scream and stares at Tex, pallid. <Epsilon_AI> Washington...memories...he knows... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Memory...memory is the key... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...memory... <Epsilon_AI> ...memory...I... * Epsilon_AI blurs somewhat but the hologram quickly clears <Epsilon_AI> I am the Alpha's memory. I am the key. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What? * Epsilon_AI begins to fade out of focus again. <Epsilon_AI> Memory...I am the memory...Texas...Allison... * Epsilon_AI falls to his holographic knees and clutches his head. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Epsilon! What is... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina squints at Epsilon, still coherent enough to be aggressive. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> The hell are you talking... about... <Epsilon_AI> GET OUT OF MY HEAD! * Epsilon_AI splits into two holograms, the original a pale blue and the second a dark grey. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Epsilon-Tex <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks up at the grey hologram and realizes what she was looking at. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It can't be... <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex stares back at Tex for a moment and then disappears * Epsilon_AI is still on his knees. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Texas, the FUCK was that? <Epsilon_AI> Allison...you have to save him...find him... <Epsilon_AI> ...the memory...he is losing the memory of himself...and you... * Epsilon_AI vanishes. * Epsilon_AI (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stands up with a silent determination. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina also stands, somewhat shakily. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas places one hand on the wall facing her bed. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey, you okay to fight? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... knocking some heads might make me feel better, yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Good. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pushes the wall to reveal an entire rack of guns, knives and grenades. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina takes this in, seemingly unable to show surprise anymore. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Take whatever you can carry, and follow me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs several pistols, a combat knife, and a quartet of grenades. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina starts clipping grenades to her belt, an SMG to each thigh, a battle rifle to her back, and finally takes a pistol for her dominant hand. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas slides open the door and walks out. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina follows Texas, her stride back to its usual gait. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Those AIs might give you an edge, but you'll want to keep them off. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We don't want them screaming in your head again. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas leads Carolina down several hallways before stopping at a large sliding door. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The bridge. We're not usually allowed in here. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is silent as she follows Texas, perhaps from leftover pain, perhaps in contemplation. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas walks through the sliding doors, and finds to her surprise that it's completely empty. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hello? Counsellor? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Director? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...Alpha? * Director_Church (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <Director_Church> (voice only) Why, hello Agent Texas. <Director_Church> (voice only) I was wondering where you headed off to. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Director, where are you? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Why is the bridge empty? <Director_Church> (voice only) I'm currently occupied with other matters, so I'm not on the ship. <Director_Church> (voice only) But I am glad to see you've brought Agent Carolina. <Director_Church> (voice only) I've been meaning to have a word with her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Where's the Alpha? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina bristles, bringing up the Magnum though she has no target. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I have several words for you! <Director_Church> (voice only) I'm sure you do, Agent Carolina. But I'm afraid you'll have to wait. <Director_Church> (voice only) Agent Texas, I notice Epsilon had contacted you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. Epsilon. The Alpha's memory. <Director_Church> (voice only) So you've figured it out. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Not completely. Care to explain? <Director_Church> (voice only) Not particularly, no. <Director_Church> (voice only) I'm not quite done with the Alpha yet, and it is crucial that you don't interfere in this next phase. <Director_Church> (voice only) But there is someone to keep you company. I believe you've already met. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex steps out of the shadows. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> I am you. <Director_Church> (voice only) I'm no fool, Agent Texas. I know why you and Carolina are here. <Director_Church> (voice only) But I'm afraid I have to stop you from going any further. Even if I have to...force you to turn on yourself. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I will figure this out! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And I'll find you! * Director_Church seals the doors behind them. <Director_Church> You can try. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina aims at the strange Tex's head, but does not fire yet. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> (voice only) You'll have to get past your own memory first, Agent Texas. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex suddenly moves, dashing towards Tex and Carolina. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas raises two pistols and opens fire. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex dodges the shots. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina fires several shots with her pistol as well. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex reaches Tex and lands a punch on her. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas staggers and swings to retaliate. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Too slow, Texas. But it's not your fault. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex delivers a spinning kick to Tex's face. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> I am your memory, after all. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas trips Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas gets back on her feet. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex rolls away and moves to engage Carolina. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina rushes Epsilon-Tex, discarding the Magnum and opening fire with both SMGs. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex jumps over the gunfire, and comes down with a hard kick. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas aims but doesn't want to hit Carolina. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas puts away the guns and pulls out the combat knife. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is driven back by the kick, which impacts her midsection. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex delivers a series of rapid punches to Carolina. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Augh- <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas punches Epsilon-Tex repeatedly, not injuring her but managing to distract her momentarily. * Epsilon-Church snatches both of Tex's pistols. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina drops one of the SMGs but retains a grip on the right one, and jams the barrel under Epsilon-Tex's helmet. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex kicks Carolina in the leg, throwing off her aim. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stabs the combat knife into Epsilon-Tex, to no effect. <Director_Church> You already know that achieves nothing, Agent Texas. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex pulls the knife out and kicks Tex away. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas staggers back several steps, colliding with a nearby control panel. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You sure you don't mind us demolishing your bridge, director? <Director_Church> (voice only) Oh, I have more pressing concerns at the moment. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina snarls a war cry as she gets to her feet, and swings a punch at Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex is knocked off-balance. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex raises one pistol to retaliate. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas jumps on Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex growls and shoots over her shoulder, trying and failing to hit Tex. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas puts one hand on Epsilon-Tex's, trying to take back her pistol. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Get off-! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina tackles Epsilon-Tex, grabbing her torso. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas rolls off Epsilon-Tex, holding one of the two pistols. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex raises the other pistol and aims it point-blank at Carolina's chest. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas shoots Epsilon-Tex in the hand, causing her to drop the pistol. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Dammit! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina freezes for a split second, then lashes at Epsilon-Tex with a kick. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Ugh. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex reaches for the fallen pistol.v <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas kicks it away, spinning and bringing her foot down on the back of Epsilon-Tex's head. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex lashes out with one hand, grabbing Tex's other foot and pulling her to the ground. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex uses her other hand to punch Carolina in the gut. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oof-! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stumbles back, coughing. <Director_Church> (voice only) Well, this is most certainly disappointing. My two best agents, being overpowered by a mere memory. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas snarls. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll see about that. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas rolls away, moving to grab her pistol. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex stands up, holding Tex's knife. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina recovers enough to draw back a fist like she's going to deliver a punch, but instead she sends her hand smashing into Epsilon-Tex's midsection, fingers braced like a shovel. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Agh! <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex punches Carolina, but it has little force. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina clenches her fingers, finding wires. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas shoots Epsilon-Tex in the back several times, careful to aim for the centre of the mass. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Tell me if it hurts! <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> GET AWAY! <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex punches Carolina in the face. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is sent flying back, with a handful of wires. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex gets to her feet. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas runs out of ammo and charges at Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex throws the combat knife at Carolina. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas tackles Epsilon-Tex to the ground. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina brings up her arm clumsily, and the knife thuds into her bicep. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Aaagh! <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Tell me if it hurts! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Shut up! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas sticks her other pistol into Epsilon-Tex's exposed midsection. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex kicks Tex in the chest, sending her flying into the air. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas flies over the edge of the catwalk and disappears from sight. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> You can't get rid of me that easily. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> After all, memories never go away. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina gets to her feet, wounded arm hanging awkwardly. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Looks like it's you and me now, number two. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks around, searching for anything exploitable. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex slowly pulls the pistol out of her exposed midsection. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex fires the remaining half-magazine at Carolina. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina tries to dodge all the bullets but two or three pepper her. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Shit! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stops and looks around, wild-eyed and straining, then runs toward Epsilon-Tex, suddenly hyperaggressive. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Getting desperate? <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex lands a swift punch to the back of Carolina's head as she reaches her, knocking her right to the ground. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> That won't help you win. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina hits the ground hard, and slowly moves shortly afterward, with pronounced effort. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> That won't help you be number one again. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> You know what, you're really something, Carolina. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks up at Epsilon-Tex, livid. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> All this time you hated Tex, hated me. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> And now you're working together to bring down the one who gave you all this. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> The director doesn't need Tex. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> He has me. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> His standards must have really fallen then. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> And you're never going to touch him as long as I'm here. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina snorts, more bravado than anything. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Don't tell me you and Tex are friends now. I think I'd die of embarrassment. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Oh... I don't think... embarrassment is what you'll die of... <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex growls and charges at Carolina, albeit not rashly. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looses a war cry and meets Epsilon-Tex head-on, tearing at the hole she made earlier with her good hand. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex punches and kicks Carolina in quick succession <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex grabs Carolina's injured hand and twists hard. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> A-aah...! <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex forces Carolina to her knees and takes her pistol. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> So, who's going to die now? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas leaps out of the shadows and tackles Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh, I'm not done yet. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex rolls and recovers, emptying the pistol into Tex's chest plate. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grunts and is pushed back from the force of the shots. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> I think you are now. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex gets back to her feet. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina wobbles to her feet, clenching her good fist. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You know something, you're right. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Memories never do go away. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Except you're not my memory. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So I'm going to erase you! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas struggles to stand. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> Bold words. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex kicks Tex hard, sending her sliding away. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> But that's all they are. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina spits blood, then speaks hoarsely. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Hey, Allison. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex turns. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns. <Director_Church> (voice only) What the devil- <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is already sprinting toward Epsilon-Tex when she turns. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hobbles over to a storage unit placed at the head of the bridge. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey director, I don't suppose Epsilon is here anymore. <Director_Church> What are you doing? Get away from there! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...but I think you left something behind. <Director_Church> Don't touch that! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs the memory unit and throws it at Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Catch! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina catches the memory unit with her good hand, as if she's practiced the move. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex is caught off-guard and turns to look at Tex in confusion. <font color=#919191>< <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#919191>> What are you- <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex turns back to Carolina just in time to see that the memory unit now has a vicious blade sticking out of it. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina slams the point of the memory unit into Epsilon-Tex's helmet, stabbing through to the core. <Director_Church> No! <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex glows red at the visor, spasms, and becomes still. <font color=#919191> * <font color=#515151>Epsilon-Tex has quit (Quit: Page closed) <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas staggers over to Carolina, staring at the memory unit in her hands. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stands panting over Epsilon-Tex's body, shaking slightly. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks up defiantly, as if the director is actually up there. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You'd better be hiding in some deep dark hole, director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Because we're going to be coming for you! * Director_Church laughs, to Tex's surprise. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina glares upon hearing the laugh. <Director_Church> You think you can destroy your own creator, Agent Texas? <Director_Church> You think you're something special, but you're just the same as Epsilon. <Director_Church> You're nothing but a memory. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> .... not just a memory. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> All she has to do is point me in the right direction. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll show you what a memory can do when I find you. <Director_Church> You can try. But you will fail, just like you always do. <Director_Church> I have Alpha, I have Epsilon; I need nothing more to stop you. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas detects where the director's voice is coming from, and shoots the machine, destroying it and cutting him off. * Director_Church has quit (Quit: Page closed) <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks at Texas, somewhat glassy-eyed. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Right, let's get these doors open. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas moves for the doors, a little too determined, as if trying to maintain her resolve. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas tries to open the doors with the keypad, to no avail. She runs her hands along the surface, trying to find a way to pull them open. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Gotta open the door...get out of here... <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... he's wrong. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He.... what he said... about you failing... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pounds the doors in frustration and stops. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I couldn't do it, Carolina. I couldn't even take on myself. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> It doesn't matter. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe you can't beat him on your own. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> But you can sure as hell help us kick his ass. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes her fist off the doors and turns to look at Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I guess I never was one of you. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina coughs again, averting her gaze from Tex. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> One of 'us'? What are we, really, anyway? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Pawns, apparently. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Pieces to the director's plan. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But no matter what might have brought us together...I thought of everyone in the project as friends...even you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And if that makes us something, then we sure as hell are going to find the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And Alpha...I'm not completely sure what he is to me, but I feel like I owe it to him. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is at a loss for what to say, but then she approaches Tex and offers her good hand. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes the hand and shakes. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_York * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York stands next to the doors as they slide open, looking away from the keypad. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > About time I got the damn doors open... <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > ...whoa, what happened in here? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina winces as her injured arm throbs. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Carolina, Texas, you guys alright? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Super, York, just super. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Let's get you guys to recovery right away. And why is the bridge empty? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's a long story, York. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas throws a supporting arm around Carolina's shoulders and helps her walk out of the bridge. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York raises an eyebrow. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > What happened, you two had a fight in here? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Something like that. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> York...get the others and tell them to find us at Recovery. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > You mean Wash and North and Wyoming and everyone? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I mean everyone. Every Freelancer, soldier, and AI on board. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina turns to look at York. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Hey, York? <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Yeah? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> If you pass by the Leaderboard on your way... <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Smash it to bits. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Got it. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > What's going on anyway? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns to look at Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I guess you're in charge of the ship now. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> We're going to bring the Director to justice. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> It's not about being number one anymore. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> It's about everyone pulling together. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York smiles. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I've been waiting for so long to hear you say that. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > Well, I guess it's safe to leave you two to get to recovery. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > I'll get the others. <<font color=#D6B883>Agent_York > See you in a bit. * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York has quit (Quit: Page closed) <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas reaches recovery with Carolina and helps her ease onto a bed. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Ugh... thanks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Don't mention it. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas watches as a few doctors walk over and begin to help Carolina out of her armour. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It won't be easy to find the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It could take weeks...months...years, even. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He'll want us to find him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah, and he'll have something worse than Epsilon waiting. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He thinks he has all the power, and that we're just bumbling idiots. That's what he wanted us to be, when we weren't doing what he wanted. Idiots. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, he's in for a surprise. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't think he realizes what he's created with the Freelancer project. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But he'll find out the hard way. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I don't think he ever knew what he was really creating... and that scares me. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> To create so much he can't control or understand, for what? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll figure it out. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> See what secrets he has. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What he's been up to. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What the point to all this was. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He's a mad scientist if there ever was one. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And he'll find that his own creations will be his downfall. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> He didn't create you, you know. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I mean, maybe you... came from him, somehow. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> But he didn't make you who you are, like this. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> That was... already there, somehow. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. It's Allison. I don't know anything about her... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Who she was...what she had to do with the director...why I'm here... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...but the director has all the answers, as always. And we'll get them from him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll figure this all out, Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But you should get some sleep. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The others will be ready when you wake up. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll all need to be at our best if we're going to look for the director. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina nods, already relaxing from the sedatives being used for her arm wound. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas watches for a moment as the doctors treat her, and remembers that she too is damaged. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas heads off to find a tech team to make some repairs...and maybe make a few tweaks. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina falls unconscious, but not before muttering something that sounds vaguely like "Allison."

To be continued...

Episode IV: Of Ambitions and Betrayal
Yet another long cast list, so credits will once again be posted here:
 * <font color=#0094FF>Sonasaurus as Agent Texas
 * <font color=#0094FF>Ladylaconia as Agent Carolina
 * <font color=#0094FF>Actene as Mordred
 * <font color=#0094FF>Brodie-001 as Agent North Dakota
 * <font color=#0094FF>Ahalosniper as Agent Wyoming
 * <font color=#0094FF>Nanosoldier as Agent Maine
 * <font color=#0094FF>Echowaffle8 as Agent California
 * Sonasaurus as Agent South Dakota
 * Sonasaurus as Zeta
 * <font color=#0094FF>B1blancer2 as Adamska-B156
 * Sonasaurus as Theta

<font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North walks along a ship corridor, looking for South <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas walks out of the tech bay, now fully repaired and powered up with a few tweaks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Seen South anywhere? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No, I haven't. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Aren't you supposed to be sleeping? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You mean on that drug York told everyone to take? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. Keeps you under until you've slept for exactly 8 hours. Helps the augmentations take effect properly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina's under right now. It'll help her heal faster too. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I dunno...I'm not sure I like the idea of being unable to wake up on my own. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll all need the edge once we find the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> York's got a list of everyone who's already taken it. South's name wasn't on it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Maybe she didn't know. She spends a lot of time on her own these days. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California approaches Tex and North <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Hello. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey, Cal. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Damn. I'd better find South, give her the news <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North walks off

<font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal, where have you been? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North contacts the team <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) What is it, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Guys, South isn't responding, something's up. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Damn. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal, you seen South? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You okay? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I haven't seen South, I've been resting. Today's the big day, isn't it? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You seem a little distracted, Cal. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> It's just... the change of command. It's making me think. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Texas, we've got transponders going down <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas frowns. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Something's not right. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Okay. I'm assuming command of the Freelancer unit until Carolina's back on her feet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Calling all active Freelancers, everyone meet me in the debriefing room, copy? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine, is that you? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, everything okay? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) What's going on? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Tex, it's Maine, something's up with him <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) On my way. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas runs down the hall in the direction North had gone. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine, back off. Now. Cal, get over here, now! <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California notices he's alone <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Uh, Texas? Cal? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California follows Tex <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hurry it up, Cal. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Something's wrong with Maine. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas draws her weapon. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Hang on North. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I'm almost there. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hears North's cry of pain. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North! <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California tackles Tex <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oof-! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The hell! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pushes California off her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What are you doing? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California pulls knife <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Texas, Maine's gone mad! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, I don't think Maine's the only one. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I might be a while. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas moves to engage California. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas quickly disarms California, twisting his arms behind his back. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California kicks <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh, no you don't. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas sweeps California off his feet, sending him onto the ground. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pins California down to the floor. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's enough. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California kicks Tex in the gut from the ground <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas falls back, letting go of California. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Right, I guess I have to stop pretending you're on my side. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come here! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas jumps on California, relentlessly dealing blows on him until he's down. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California doesn't move * Zeta_AI deactivates the gravity. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Whoa! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What the hell! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas is moved away from California by the zero gravity. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California suddenly lunges at Tex again <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas dodges, sending California crashing into the wall in the zero gravity. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes advantage of the zero gravity by moving after California and pinning him to the wall. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Right. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Answer me this. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What are you and Maine up to? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, where's Maine? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California deploys TR/9 mine <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North works his way out into the corridor to help Texas <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Not far behind, he got a couple of good hits in there <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You alright? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> If it wasn't for Theta, I'd be dead. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming (453868f1@gateway/web/freenode/ip.69.56.104.241) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Evening. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I thought you were under? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Couldn't sleep, don't you know. Looks like I was missing out on the fun anyway. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You may have noticed there's no gravity on the ship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming clicks rifle safety. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I have to check on Carolina. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Activate grav-boots. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> She's injured and if she's drifting in the medical room... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Righto. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas makes her way to recovery via the walls. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right behind you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming locks mag-boots to the nearest wall. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, find out what's going on with the gravity. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Get to the bridge, try to turn it on again. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Tech isn't my specialty, but I'll see what I can do.

* Adamska_B156 contacts Mordred <Mordred_> Mordred here. <Mordred_> Who wants me to do what for how much cash? <Zeta_AI> It's the one you were trying to revive on board the Mother of Invention, boss. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: You wanted to talk to me? <Mordred_> Huh <Mordred_> I don't remember hearing this voice before. <Zeta_AI> Probably because he was unconscious the last time you saw him. <Mordred_> Oh right. <Adamska_B156> This is Bravo one five six, Adamska, UNSC Navy <Mordred_> You're the asshole from the ship. <Mordred_> The guy who wouldn't wake up when I needed backup. <Mordred_> I treated your wounds and everything. <Mordred_> You owe me some medical supplies by the way. <Zeta_AI> Not all his wounds. <Mordred_> Most of them. <Zeta_AI> There was a rather unpleasant injury to his backside- <Mordred_> I wasn't sticking my hands up his ass. <Adamska_B156> Terribly sorry about that, but i'm willing to help you now. What would you like? <Mordred_> Well, since I'm not stranded on their ship anymore... <Mordred_> ...nothing. <Mordred_> Call me back when you actually have a job. <Mordred_> I'm a little busy right now <Adamska_B156> I have a hit on South Dakota for you Mordred. In return, you get 2 billion credits straight from ONI <Mordred_> huh <Mordred_> Well, this could get awkward. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Well, actually, Penny, and then South. Penny first because she knows about my operations, and may squeal on us. I'll provide support as well. <Mordred_> Well, how much are you offering for Penny? <Mordred_> By herself? <Adamska_B156> Mordred: You get 2.4 billion credits for Penny, and 3 billion for South. <Mordred_> Well, I can't say anything about South, but I might just be collecting the 2.4 billion fairly soon. <Mordred_> You just hang tight. <Mordred_> I already made some arrangements on that end. <Mordred_> Oh, the data jack's working. <Mordred_> Nice job, Zeta. <Mordred_> You got the video feed rolling. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Yes <Mordred_> Tell you what. <Mordred_> I'll call you back. <Mordred_> Right now, I've got a movie rolling. * Mordred_ hangs up. * Mordred_ leans back to observe the combat footage. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas sweeps California off his feet, sending him onto the ground. * Mordred_ sighs. <Mordred_> I guess I shouldn't have expected any better against that psycho bitch. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California kicks Tex in the gut from the ground <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas falls back, letting go of California. <Mordred_> Ooh. <Mordred_> A comeback. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, a little help here! <Theta_AI> I'm here, North! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North uses the AI's power boost to twist free, lashing out at Maine <Mordred_> Time for some music. * Mordred_ puts on some headphones. <Mordred_> Meteora, I think. <Theta_AI> Okay, ready some grenades, North. <Theta_AI> I'll time you and tell you when to pull the pins. <Theta_AI> If we time this right, you'll catch him by surprise. <Mordred_> Zeta, do me a favor and try to deactivate the gravity. <Mordred_> Think you can do that from this distance? <Zeta_AI> Yes, boss. <Zeta_AI> No problem. <Mordred_> Awesome. * Zeta_AI deactivates the gravity. <Theta_AI> Get rid of the grenades! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh shi- <Mordred_> And... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North tosses the grenades at Maine <Theta_AI> There's no gravity, North! <Theta_AI> get them away, quick! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North PUNCHES the grenades at Maine <Mordred_> ...boom. <Mordred_> Zeta, I think we can put that voice modification system to use. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: ONI's getting impatient, they want Penny dead immediately <Mordred_> Let's go with that nice man's voice. <Mordred_> The guy with the glasses and bad accent. <Mordred_> That should be a nice diversion.

<font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates his COM <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) South? Where are ya? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North contacts the team <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) What is it, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Guys, South isn't responding, something's up. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Damn. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine overhears the entire conversation, distracted by the maddening voices inside his head but continues to listen, concerned. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine, this is North. You might want to get down here, South's missing. Maine, do you copy? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Texas, we've got transponders going down <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> * growl * <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North turns to look down corridor <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine, is that you? <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> * growl * <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh, Maine? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine walks towards Agent North, strangely aggressively. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) What's going on? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North starts to back off, one hand on his pistol <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Tex, it's Maine, something's up with him <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) On my way. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine tightens his fist. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine, back off. Now. Cal, get over here, now! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North glances back to check for reinforcements <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Uh, Texas? Cal? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine begins to walk faster and faster. It turns into sprinting. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North leaps aside <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Hang on North. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I'm almost there. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine smashes his fist into North's chestpiece, sending him flying across the entire corridor. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North cries out in pain. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ...right...you've lost it. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North rolls back, and fires several rounds from his pistol <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Texas, Maine's gone mad! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, I don't think Maine's the only one. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I might be a while. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine sprints and grabs North by waist and crashes himself into a wall into another corridor. North's disarmed, almost helpless. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North punches Maine repeatedly in the stomach <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Get...off...me... <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine remains unaffected and bashes North's helmet, making crack more and more until his visor's almost shattered completely. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, a little help here! * Theta_AI (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Theta_AI <Theta_AI> I'm here, North! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North uses the AI's power boost to twist free, lashing out at Maine <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine softly pushes North to the wall and quickly pushes himself into a combat stance, ready for battle. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs his pistol and retreats down the corridor towards Texas <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires at Maine's lower body, just below his chestplate <Theta_AI> Okay, ready some grenades, North. <Theta_AI> I'll time you and tell you when to pull the pins. <Theta_AI> If we time this right, you'll catch him by surprise. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine jumps onto the walls and goes higher and higher before landing on North. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North rolls aside at the last moment and readies a grenade <Theta_AI> Now, North! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North pulls the pin * Zeta_AI deactivates the gravity. <Theta_AI> Uh-oh. <Theta_AI> Get rid of the grenades! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh shi- <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North tosses the grenades at Maine <Theta_AI> There's no gravity, North! <Theta_AI> get them away, quick! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North PUNCHES the grenades at Maine <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, shield, now! <Theta_AI> On it! * Theta_AI forms a completely circular shield around North, now that they are drifting in mid-air. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine catches the grenade, unimpressed. It explodes into a cloud of smoke. A blue light emits from the mist. Maine is crouched, his fist in the floor and arms of energy waving out. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates grav-boots <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, where's Maine? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North works his way out into the corridor to help Texas <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine 's armor lock breaks as he rises. North is nowhere to be found. <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> * growl * !

* Mordred_ pipes in his own voice, modified to sound like the Director. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Well, hello Agent Texas. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stops. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh-oh <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Director. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North follows, picking up a discarded assault rifle and keeping an eye out for Maine <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Were you behind this? <Mordred_> (Director's voice) I must apologize for this informal method of communication. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You've got more than that to apologize for. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Circumstances prevented me from attending to this matter directly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North, where's California? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm reading another heat-sig in the Med Bay <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It's California! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Go find him, North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reaches the bridge and gets to work. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) I understand the current circumstances are very complicated. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) You must be very confused, Agent Texas. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) So much is happening. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) So many lives in your hands. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Can you handle the pressure? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah, you've had that burden before. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Looks like you've failed. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Perhaps. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Or maybe I simply succeeded. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Succeeded in what? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Turning your own agents against you? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> In becoming an excuse of a human being? <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Maybe this is all part of the plan. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Did you ever think about that? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> If it is, it sure is a stupid plan. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Just another simulation, Texas. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Just like all the others. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Is that all we are to you? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Experiments? <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Well, I can't say it's a pleasant experience. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) You're more like me than you think, Agent Texas. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hits the artificial gravity. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas lands on her feet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh yeah? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> How's that?

<Mordred_> (Director's voice) Created, used, and discarded. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas picks up her weapons and runs for the medical room. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Pathetic. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You haven't discarded me yet. Because I'm going to find you. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Really? <Mordred_> (Director's voice) And how do you plan on doing that? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's need-to-know information, director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sound familiar? <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Not really. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Is that supposed to be irony? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Then you really don't realize what you are. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) And what am I, Texas? <Mordred_> (Director's voice) What am I?

<font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California goes to med-bay <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Hello Penny. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North heads towards the Med-Bay <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California grabs syringe <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North kicks open Med-Bay door, rifle loaded. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates enhanced sensors <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I know you're in here, Cal! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hits the artificial gravity. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California is hidden again <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm armed, and I've got Theta watching my back. You've got one chance to give up! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sees the heat sig of Cal behind a crate. He opens fire <Theta_AI> North, that's not- <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Gotcha!

<font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hears the gunfire and enters the medical bay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Where's Penny? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Can't see anything. I might have hit Cal. <Theta_AI> North...I don't think that's Cal... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas walks up to the crate and realizes with horror who it is. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...you shot Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> She's dead. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming catches up. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> oh no... <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Well, that's all I needed to hear. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> nononono <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Where's Cal?! <Mordred_> (Director's voice) Excellent work, agents. <Mordred_> (Director's voice) You always exceed my expectations. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas cuts off the COM forcefully.

<font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm sure that was him! The armour outline matched up! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks up and sees Cal hanging on the ceiling. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Shoot him! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North looks up <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming raises rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North raises rifle and fires <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North pulls California down to the floor <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> BASTARD! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North punches California <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Why are you doing this, Cal? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds California down on the ground, securing his arms and legs. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What secret did the director tell you? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North takes out his pistol <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine hear gunfire. Alarmed, Maine rushes to the source. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hold on, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Texas, make this quick. I want him dead. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I have to know. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cal, what made you turn on your own friends? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> You aren't my friends. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Who is your friend? The director? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North paces silently around California <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> He brought us together for a reason. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Getting something on the tracker <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, weapons on the door. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming preps rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Pull. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North points his pistol at California, watching the door <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs California and holds him in front of her, using him as a human shield. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine sees a battleready Agent_Wyoming in the med bay. He then realises.... <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> Gamma... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You think it's funny to have someone shoot their own friend, Cal?!! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's see how you like it. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine reveals himself to Wyoming <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California escapes Tex's grip <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming adjusts and fires three shots in rapid succession on Cal. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires at California <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas tackles California down again, who avoided most of the shots. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I said hold fire! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds down the struggling California. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming asks questions later. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Although if you try that again, Cal, you will be dead. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Got me? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine walks slowly towards the occupied Wyoming. Like a tiger stalking a deer. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He made me kill Penny! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, let's see if Maine will kill him to get to me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas punches California on the back of the head, knocking him out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads and fires on Maine. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North opens fire at Maine <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds California in front of her and charges at Maine. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine holds Agent Texas' tackle but the two smash through the wall, dodging all gunfire. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I haven't a clear shot as long as you're tumbling around with him, Tex! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stands, leaving Cal unconscious on the ground. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Right. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You and me, Maine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You couldn't take me with York and Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You sure as hell can't take me alone. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sprints after Maind ane leaps on his back <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tex, a little help here! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North clings to Maine's neck <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine grabs North's legs and jumps onto his back. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas moves up and punches Maine in the face, knocking him off North. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas follows up by slamming Maine into a wall, breaking right through it. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine quickly gets up and fires at Agent Texas. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes a couple of hits but dodges away <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shoulders rifle and sighs, regretting about to enter fisticuffs. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North rolls away, turns and runs at Maine again, kicking the gun away <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North repeatedly punches Maine <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming dives in, going for Maine's legs. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine gets close to Texas. Holding her helmet and headbutts her before kicking her away. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stumbles but stays on her feet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sigma... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas recovers quickly and bodyslams Maine to the ground. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming delivers a crippling jab to the back of Maine's right knee. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North pushes his full weight against Maine trying to floor him <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> * grrrrrrr * <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North cocks pistol <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine 's muscles tighten. His anger raging. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sigma, I know you can hear me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Where's South? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Right, do we kill him or not? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, if Cal got away, he'd do. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...damn. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North, get back to Cal! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got it. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine hears a voice in his head. "sic em" <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Damn you, Sigma. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rolls away from Maine. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine pushes himself off the floor and sends everyone flying. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is clear and draws rifle. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas backflips and lands on one knee. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming readies for a brawl. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas dashes up and unleashes a barrage of attacks on Maine.

<Zeta_AI> Connection lost, boss. <Mordred_> Copy that, Zeta. <Mordred_> Man, that guy's an asshole. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: You are a genius. You get a bonus as well. 4.2 Billion cR have been funneled to you <Mordred_> Glad I don't have to come up with those corny lines any more. <Mordred_> Nice work, Zeta. <Mordred_> The voice modifier was a great investment. <Zeta_AI> You did most of the work. <Zeta_AI> You do a good job of manipulating them. <Mordred_> Well, it's a good thing she cut us off when she did. <Mordred_> I was starting to forget it wasn't supposed to be me talking. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Did you get the payment? Also, that was one especially creative hit, i congratulate you. <Mordred_> Adamska_B156: You know our motto. <Mordred_> We deliver. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Next up is South. <Mordred_> I'll get back to you on that. * Mordred_ checks video feed again. <Mordred_> Huh. <Mordred_> Zeta, anything we can do to help California out? <Zeta_AI> It seems Agent Maine already has it handled. <Mordred_> Oh, nice. <Zeta_AI> He will make it in time to interrupt their conversation. <Mordred_> Handy guy to have around, isn't he? <Zeta_AI> I would say so. <Zeta_AI> Although I suggest you keep him away from us. He will come after me, you know. <Mordred_> Only if he knows I have you. <Zeta_AI> True. <Mordred_> But you know me. <Mordred_> I always have a backup plan. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California escapes Tex's grip <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming adjusts and fires three shots in rapid succession on Cal. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires at California <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas tackles California down again, who avoided most of the shots. <Mordred_> Huh. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hey! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I said hold fire! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas holds down the struggling California. <Mordred_> Zeta, any more systems you can screw with? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He made me kill Penny! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, let's see if Maine will kill him to get to me. <Mordred_> Looks like most of this is out of our hands now. <Zeta_AI> It appears Agent Wyoming has set up defences. <Zeta_AI> I can try...but he may trace it. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine holds Agent Texas' tackle but the two smash through the wall, dodging all gunfire. <Mordred_> Well, now that you mention it I think Maine and California are plenty able to handle this by themselves. <Mordred_> No sense in pushing things too far. <Mordred_> We already got what we went in for. <Mordred_> I was hoping we could at least get California out of there. <Mordred_> Maybe Maine will kill them all for us. <Mordred_> Wouldn't that be nice? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, a little help? <Theta_AI> Got it. * Theta_AI emits an electric charge, shocking California. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California drops syringe, breaking it <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North kicks California away and pulls out his sidearm. <Mordred_> Oh, what the hell. <Mordred_> Zeta, get me a channel to California. <Zeta_AI> Got it. Are you sure you don't mind if we get tracked? <Mordred_> Oh, no! <Mordred_> We might have to abandon this shitty apartment! <Mordred_> What will we do then? <Zeta_AI> My concern was with Agent Texas realizing who was screwing with her. <Mordred_> Just get me on the line with Cal. <Zeta_AI> One second. Gotta get past Wyoming's defences. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas delivers a chop under Maine's windpipe, knocking him back. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming swings his arm, catching Maine with a strong backhand. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas follows up with a punch to Maine's gut. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas finishes by punching Maine on the temple, knocking him out. <Mordred_> Move like we're getting paid to save his sorry ass. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates enhanced sensors <Zeta_AI> Another minute and I'll be in.

<font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates enhanced sensors, spotting a slightly wounded Cal hiding nearby <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Tex, we've gotta choose now, Maine or Cal! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) You take Cal! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Wyoming and I will handle Maine. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California tackles North, pulls out syringe <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North rolls over <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, a little help? <Theta_AI> Got it. * Theta_AI emits an electric charge, shocking California. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California drops syringe, breaking it <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North kicks California away and pulls out his sidearm. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Move and you're dead. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> The only reason I haven't killed you is because Tex wants you alive for questioning <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North cocks pistol and points it at him <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Cal. Talk or you die right here. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California jumps up <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California runs <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North starts firing at Cal, aiming for the knees <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> No more hiding, Cal.

<font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine jabs Wyoming and slams his palm into Texas' chest. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Tex, we've gotta choose now, Maine or Cal! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) You take Cal! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Wyoming and I will handle Maine. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps forward, rolling under Maine's arm to avoid further attack. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas delivers a chop under Maine's windpipe, knocking him back. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming swings his arm, catching Maine with a strong backhand. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas follows up with a punch to Maine's gut. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas finishes by punching Maine on the temple, knocking him out. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North, Maine is secure. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Will he stay down this time? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, keep an eye on him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rolls Maine over, and starts punching in commands to lock down Maine's armor. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hears Cal's erratic breathing and finds him. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North shoots at Cal repeatedly, aiming to wound rather than kill <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming completes operation. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California throws grenade at North <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas kicks the grenade into a wall. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas doesn't even wait before punching Cal in the side of the neck, knocking him out. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North leaps forward at Cal <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming draws sidearm now that Maine is secure. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...at least we've got them. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Now let's wait for them to wake up. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I say we space the pair of them. <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> !?!?!?! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine trys to move to no avail. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sorry, mate. You're just going to have to stay like that until I know what in bloody hell is going on. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I want to find my sister. * Zeta_AI blows open the walls in the room, sending everyone into space. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas manages to grab onto a part of the ship's wall. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming holds onto Maine, ensuring they're not seperated. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates grav boots <Theta_AI> Hang on, North! * Theta_AI activates emergency breathing systems and inserts them into North's nose and mouth. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Damn it, we have to get back inside! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, let them go! They're too heavy! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North gasps for breath before sprinting to the armoury, discarding the useless helmet <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reluctantly lets go. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls Wyoming back inside now that he doesn't hold Maine and Cal's weight. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas struggles and manages to help Wyoming out of the room. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North, you alright? <Theta_AI> Yeah, thanks to me. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Loud and clear, Tex. Bringing you guys some toys. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North puts on a new helmet <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Where's Penny's body? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Drifted out of space. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> A shame. But a fitting burial, I suppose. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What the hell happened? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Who set off the explosives? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I haven't the slightest, my dear. What were we attacked by? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North makes his way back to the others, carrying portable jetpacks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I want to figure out what's going on, who's getting into the ship. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Anyone want a spacewalk? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No thanks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's try to reach a part of the ship with gravity. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I think I'll leave Penny to the last peace she'll know. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North shrugs and puts two of the packs down, affixing the third to his armour. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas reaches a room with working gravity and helps pull Wyoming in. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Texas, I could go out after Cal. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas slumps to the floor. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No, Cal's a goner. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Him and Maine. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> They just don't know it yet. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North pulls Tex to her feet. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Carolina's still in the med bay! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Need to check on her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, this sucks. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What's our total casualties? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We're three Freelancers down. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Two of them turned on us. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> One of them was killed by accident. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We can't do this on our own, Texas. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And South is still nowhere to be found. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This is going to set back our plans to find the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Dammit! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> There are other Freelancers on board. Washington, York, Carolina, Kentucky, the list goes on! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> North, it's never a good thing when we lose teammates. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And I still can't locate your sister. She might not even be on the ship. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We'll need more soldiers to fight the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No. This is personal. It'll be just us. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You sure? You're the best of us, Tex, but even you have failures. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I know... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I couldn't save Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I couldn't take Cal and Maine alive. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Penny was my fault. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And Maine's loss was mine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I was team leader in Carolina's place, and I've failed. Again. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You ordered me to let him go. But I followed it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You never would have been able to pull them in on zero-gee, especially Maine. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Look, there's just the three of us here, with South missing everyone else out cold. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Damn it, how did Carolina do it? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We're a team, Tex. You just need to learn how to play right. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Like me and Theta. We worked together, and the little guy saved my life twice today. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North turns and heads for the COM rom. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I believe we should rearm ourselves. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And we'll need to fix up the ship. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, you go through the armoury. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Look, there might be others out there. Rearm, resupply and get the team together, that's all I'm saying. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> At this point, we are the team, North. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Your guard Carolina with your life. If we lose her, it's all over. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got it Boss. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I think I'll find the best tools for the job aren't stowed with the common standard issues. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming heads off for his locker. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll go find South... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North stalks off toward the Med Bay. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North checks Carolina's room. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tex, the little lady's sleeping fine. Hasn't moved an inch since the fighting started. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Good. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Did the zero-gee hurt her? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Doesn't look like it. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Rest of the med-bay is trashed though. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming enters the locker room and approaches the one with his name stamped on it. There's a calm slowness to the way he twists the dial, and when the locker opens, he pulls out the false backing. Within lies a modified SRS99 with a stained wood stock, engraved with the words "Her Majesty". A revolver hands beside in a leather holster, which Wyoming straps on. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tex, the bay's trashed. You think I should move her? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. Find somewhere with a bit more armour. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming enters the 'common' armory. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks over the assortment of submachine guns, assault rifles, shotguns, sniper rifles, battle rifles, and grenade launchers present. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming selects a pair of fragmentation grenades, stowing them within his belt. A third, similar object with a blue charge meter is also stowed. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North starts wheeling Carolina's bed out of the med bay <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey Wyoming, I'm moving Carolina closer to the armoury. It'll be safer there, and they won't be able to breach the ship there <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> North, Texas, our armory appears more or less intact. The ammunition is a bit low from our previous exploits, but I think it should do for our purposes, so long as our enemies aren't legion. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Good. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm sure that Carolina will appreciate waking up next to a room of guns and armour. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas chuckles. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That she will. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So someone want to fill me in on Maine and good Cal's change of heart? Brainwashing, mind control? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I don't know. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Maine seems to be influenced by Sigma. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> As for Cal... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think the director told him something. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I just don't know what. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He's dead the next time I see him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Taking control of our AI to take control of us. Devilishly devious. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But once I find the director, he'll answer for it. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> At this point, Freelancer is out of control. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> At this point, we are literally Freelancers. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I've got my insurance, just in case. Tex, do you have a plan? Y'know, when things go to hell? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> When things go to hell, my plan is shoot your way out. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But right now out enemy isn't someone you can gun down. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Our enemy is distrust, North. And we have to fight it. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right.

<font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California throws grenade at North <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas kicks the grenade into a wall. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas doesn't even wait before punching Cal in the side of the neck, knocking him out. <Mordred_> Well, shit. <Zeta_AI> Almost in. <Zeta_AI> Don't worry, I have a plan. <Mordred_> So do I. <Mordred_> Get remote access to Maine's armor. <Mordred_> Shock him awake. <Zeta_AI> Negative on the shock, boss. His armour's been locked down, being awake would do him no good. <Zeta_AI> I'm in. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Now let's wait for them to wake up. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I say we space the pair of them. * Zeta_AI blows open the walls in the room, sending everyone into space. <Zeta_AI> Now that's what you call irony. <Mordred_> Or you could do that. <Mordred_> And North's faceplate was cracked too. * Mordred_ shakes his head. <Mordred_> That won't be pretty. <Mordred_> Hey, California. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, let them go! They're too heavy! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reluctantly lets go. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California floats around <Mordred_> Looks like you need a ride out of there. <Mordred_> I could probably get someone out there to rescue you. <Mordred_> You interested? <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California comes to <Mordred_> California, you still alive out there? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I'm in SPACE? <Mordred_> Yep. <Mordred_> Try not to scream. <Mordred_> I don't think anyone will hear you. <Mordred_> You can thank me for saving you later. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I do want help. <Mordred_> Righty then. <Mordred_> How much is that help worth to you? <Zeta_AI> Boss, may I remind you that they have a limited supply of oxygen. <Zeta_AI> You should put them somewhere with oxygen first and then negotiate. <Zeta_AI> You can always eject them later if need be. <Mordred_> Oh, good thinking Zeta. <Mordred_> I'll just be taking half your cut then, California. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Put it on Church's tab. <Mordred_> Nah, this one's courtesy of ONI. <Mordred_> Feels good to screw them over for once. <Mordred_> Alright, California, I just contacted some people. <Mordred_> A shuttle should be around to pick you up in, say, five minutes. <Mordred_> Hope you have enough oxygen for that. <Zeta_AI> Boss, may I suggest you bring in Maine as well. Same price? <Mordred_> Huh. <Mordred_> Maybe we should just leave him. <Zeta_AI> Sometimes brute force is the best option. <Zeta_AI> Even if it's not the most tasteful. <Mordred_> Fine. <Mordred_> But when he comes after us, don't say I didn't warn you. <Zeta_AI> As you said, he doesn't need to know. <Adamska_B156> mordred: If you're still on the ship, disable the reactor, and cook off the Archer missiles <Zeta_AI> A foolish suggestion. <Mordred_> Adamska_B156: How dumb do you think I am? <Mordred_> I was never on their ship to begin with. <Mordred_> Besides, we're losing connection here. <Mordred_> Zeta, get out of there before they trace us. <Zeta_AI> Way ahead of you. <Zeta_AI> I cut it as soon as I blew the ship open. <Mordred_> Oh. <Mordred_> So that's why I'm not getting a feed any more. <Mordred_> File the footage. <Mordred_> Something tells me we're not done with these guys just yet. <Zeta_AI> Boss, Agent Texas seems very concerned with Agent Carolina's well-being. <Zeta_AI> If we manage to take her out... <Mordred_> And I'm very concerned with my own well being. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Mordred, can you get us back to the ship? <Zeta_AI> Not the best idea. <Zeta_AI> You are outnumbered. <Zeta_AI> Not to mention you are no match for Agent Texas. <Mordred_> Got a shuttle inbound to pick you up. <Mordred_> Just sit tight. <Zeta_AI> Boss, what if we send in someone to deal with Carolina? <Zeta_AI> Someone who no one would think had anything to do with us? <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Change of plans, distract the Freelancers and get Zeta to disable the AA guns, i'll blow a hole in the med bay, roger? <Mordred_> Adamska, I already got paid. <Zeta_AI> May I suggest you keep your foolish ideas to yourself. <Zeta_AI> Your tactics are at best shortsighted and at worst downright stupid. <Mordred_> What Zeta means is that we've had a rough day. <Adamska_B156> How'd you like to get more pay Mordred, or should I say Simon? <Mordred_> Don't piss me off. <Zeta_AI> I could start a fire in Adamska's control centre... <Zeta_AI> To give him something to think about, I mean. <Mordred_> And then you can deal with the ONI hit squad that comes after us. <Zeta_AI> It was a joke. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine wakes. The emptiness of space fills his vision. Confused, Maine continues to gaze until his throat's empty. His armor lock disabled, Maine fusses his hands around his neck. A nearby asteroid flies by from the thrusters of the Mother of Invention. Seeing this an an opportunity, Maine readies his legs and lands on the asteroid preparing to jump. <Mordred_> Why hasn't that shuttle picked them up yet? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Because your pilot is dead. So you'll have to persuade me now. <Zeta_AI> That's not good. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Please? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North toys with a small beacon in his hand. <Mordred_> How much persuading do I have to do, South? <Mordred_> I'm a little short on time here. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That depends. You gonna get that idiot to call off the hit on me? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I have something I need to do. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And I don't appreciate his boys trying to come after me. <Mordred_> I never accepted the hit on you. <Mordred_> Talk to ONI if it pisses you off so much. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No thanks. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> How about you keep them off my back and I'll deliver these two to you? <Adamska_B156> Or maybe you'd rather talk to me South? <Mordred_> Sorry Adamska, out of my hands. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why talk when I can beat the crap out of you? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Anyway, in case you're wondering. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I need to get on board the Mother of Invention. <Zeta_AI> And why is that, Agent South? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I want to kill Carolina. <Mordred_> Well ain't that a coincidence. <Zeta_AI> Interesting. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So what do you say? <Mordred_> Do I really want to ask what your beef with her is? <Mordred_> No, forget it. <Mordred_> I don't care. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> It's not your concern. <Adamska_B156> South, Simon, here's the deal, kill Carolina, you both get 6 billion cR <Mordred_> I'm sorry, you're on the line with Mordred right now. <Mordred_> Don't know who that other guy is. <Adamska_B156> Roger Mordred <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I send you Cal and Maine, you let me go after her, and we forget we ever talked. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Deal? <Mordred_> Fine. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I need to board as well. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South brings California and Maine on board and keeps them locked in the passenger bay. <Mordred_> Alright, South, get ready for some tech support. <Mordred_> Zeta, think you can get back into the Invention's systems? <Zeta_AI> What do you need me to do, boss? <Mordred_> Keep your presence to a minimum. <Mordred_> Get me a live feed and track South's progress. <Zeta_AI> Okay. <Mordred_> Try to get her to Carolina without running into the others. <Zeta_AI> I assume she doesn't need to know. <Zeta_AI> Or do you want to stick your neck out for her? <Mordred_> Like I said, keep the presence at a minimum. <Mordred_> If we can kill Carolina while she's out, we'll solve a lot of problems. <Mordred_> And get filthy rich in the process. <Zeta_AI> Hm. And you seemed so reluctant when I first suggested it. <Mordred_> I've had a change of heart. <Zeta_AI> Very wise of you. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South drops off California and Maine. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> See you boys around.

<font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming inspects one of the empty weapons lockers. It's lined with NXRA material. <Zeta_AI> Disabling the Mother of Invention's sensors now. <Zeta_AI> Opening the Mother of Invention's hangar doors. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What the deuce? My connection to some of the ship's systems just cut dead. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Check on the bridge. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Woah, you guys feel that? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll stay here in the armory with Carolina, if you don't mind. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs a sniper from the armoury <Zeta_AI> Reactivating the Mother of Invention's systems now. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sensors are back up. Nothing. Must've been a glitch. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Hm. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Where's York to check our systems when you need him? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You guys stay with Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I have to go check something out. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stands and leaves the armoury. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming notices a security camera turning to focus on North, Carolina and himself. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, bullocks. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, are you seeing that? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming quick-draws the revolver and blasts it. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North cracks his knuckles <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> North, I think we'd best ready ourselves to counter-breach. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming locks down the armory doors. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hold up, sensors have something. It's no glitch this time. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> North, they're back. <Theta_AI> (COM) Tex, North, Wyoming! <Theta_AI> They've entered the ship! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, keep track of them <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Damn. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Go find them. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) What about Carolina? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Just lock the armoury doors. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I'm on my way back. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) I can guard her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) No North, go with him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I have a feeling as to who it is. Don't let them get away <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Alright boss, we're moving. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming unlocks the door, exits with North, and relocks them. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Nothing gets through these doors, understand? look after her. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They entered in the hangar. They'll be coming for us. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, let's move together. They can't get the drop on us. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North activates enhanced sensors. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming advances towards the hangar with North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Detecting faint heat sigs <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pulls out Her Majesty. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North draws his pistols <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Tex? How's the armoury? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I'm on my way. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Almost there. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) The doors should still be locked, don't worry. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots Agent_Maine rounding a corner. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Heads up! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires three rounds at Agent_Maine. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine blasts his shotguns before flipping behind a corner. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires at Maine repeatedly <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming dodges easily and waits for Maine to emerge again. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine pumps his guns before rolling a grenade under Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rolls clear. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, get ready. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Can't see him. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm gonna flash him. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> On my mark. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> sync? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sync. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> mark! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North throws flashbang <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California silently takes aim at Wyoming's head with BR55 <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine grabs his entire grenade belt and throws it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spins and fires, blowing the grenade belt midway. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North dashes forward <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, you get Maine. California's mine. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California shoots at Wyoming <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is obscured to Cal by the grenades. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is able to duck the blinded shots. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North tackles California and punches him <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stares down Maine. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Wonderful. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Remember me, Cal? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine sprints and tackles Wyoming, disarming him of all his weapons. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You made me kill Penny! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North keeps punching Cal <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is physically weaker, but manages to evade Maine's grip. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has lost rifle. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California shoots North at point-blank with MA5B <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North rolls, his armour slightly scratched, and jumps to his feet, throwing a pistol to Wyoming <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming goes for his pistol, spinning the gun as it's brought up, but it's slapped down by Maine. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine quickly grabs his shotgun and fires towards Wyoming, going closer and closer. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires at California with his other pistol <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is in trouble, but has a backup. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine aims into Wyoming's face. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rolls the blue-lighted 'grenade', the flash EMP blinding Maine. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slaps the shotgun barrel aside and sweeps low at Maine's legs. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California switches to BR55, shoots North's chest <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grunts in pain and pulls California forward, punching him in the face <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs Cal by the neck and slams him repeatedly against the wall until he stops kicking <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He's knocked out! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine is almost blinded and disabled. He grabs his helmet, the voices more intense than ever. In agony and pain, Maine is going insane on the spot. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, I need your help! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Come to the armoury! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) On my way! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, take care of Cal. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sprints off <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just. One. Moment. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming delivers an overhead slam to Maine's helmet, dropping him. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine 's mind is slowly losing. His grip on reality fading from Wyoming's blow. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California wakes up and helps Maine fight Wyoming <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming kicks Maine over and engages Cal. * Zeta_AI cuts the power in the hallway where Wyoming is. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California deters Wyoming with short bursts from his guns <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots the muzzle flash in the dark and rushes in close to avoid being cut down. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming delivers a punch to Cal's midsection. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine now only sees Greek numerals fading in and out and a malevolent voice haunting him; human. sane. possible. meta.. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California goes to full-auto MA5B fire <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pulls the raising weapon, the rifle firing high. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pulls on the weapon, trying to wrestle it from California's grasp. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California shoves grenade into Wyoming's armor

<font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South flies back to the Mother of Invention. <Zeta_AI> Disabling the Mother of Invention's sensors now. <Zeta_AI> Opening the Mother of Invention's hangar doors. <Mordred_> Zeta, get me a line to California. <Zeta_AI> On it, boss. <Mordred_> Hey, California. <Mordred_> Want to earn back that money I just took? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Yes. <Zeta_AI> Reactivating the Mother of Invention's systems now. <Adamska_B156> Mordred, what is Carolina's status as of this moment <Mordred_> She's going to be dead, very soon. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Good <Mordred_> California, all you have to do is get Maine back to the Mother of Invention. <Mordred_> Think you can handle that? <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I need something... fast. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South enters the recovery bay to find it's completely empty. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Dammit it... <Mordred_> Now what? <Zeta_AI> It may be tricky to...drop South a hint about where Carolina is. <Zeta_AI> Without her finding out I'm helping her, of course. <Zeta_AI> Should I contact her? <Mordred_> She doesn't know you're with me. <Mordred_> Go ahead. * Zeta_AI establishes a connection with Agent_South <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Mordred, where are we? <Mordred_> California, there's a Pelican dropship on autopilot headed for your position. <Mordred_> You'll find it stocked with all the gear you need. <Mordred_> You and Maine load up and head back to the Mother of Invention. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Thank you <Mordred_> Just make it snappy. <Mordred_> I'm in a bit of a hurry here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming notices a security camera turning to focus on North, Carolina and himself. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, bullocks. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming quick-draws the revolver and blasts it. <Zeta_AI> I've lost visual on the inside of the armoury. <Zeta_AI> I cannot jettison them into space since the armoury is in the centre of the ship. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California boards <Mordred_> California, you almost on board yet? <Mordred_> I'm not paying you by the hour here. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California grabs BR55HB SR and MA5B <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> I'm onboard. <Mordred_> Right then. <Mordred_> You and Maine head for the armory. <Mordred_> Try not to get your asses kicked this time. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California carefully hides <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Maine, I'll cover you. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine grabs himself 2 shotguns and places them on each shoulderblade. <Mordred_> Zeta, make sure the latest psychotic bitch doesn't kill her backup. <Zeta_AI> Way ahead of you. * Adamska_B156 continues watching from South's helmet cam whilst fiddling with his dummy 5.56 mm round <Adamska_B156> South: No semantics, just do it <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots Agent_Maine rounding a corner. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Heads up! <Mordred_> And the games begin. <Mordred_> Again. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas comes out of nowhere and tackles South to the ground. <Adamska_B156> FUCK! <Mordred_> Oh, boy. <Zeta_AI> Damn. <Mordred_> I didn't see that one coming. <Adamska_B156> mordred: you get the 10 billion credits anyway <Mordred_> California, get Maine over to the armory. <Adamska_B156> Have zeta decompress the room <Mordred_> Adamska, they're in the deepest part of the ship. <Mordred_> That won't work. <Zeta_AI> How oblivious are you? I just told you the armoury was in the middle of the ship. <Zeta_AI> Not to mention it's heavily armoured. <Adamska_B156> Damn <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why do you care about her anyway? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You two always hated each other. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's where you're wrong. <Mordred_> Oh, what the fuck. <Mordred_> Now it's a catfight. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: What does zeta have control over <Mordred_> I think it's time to screw with our good friend Texas again. <Zeta_AI> What do you have in mind? <Mordred_> Whatever you can. <Adamska_B156> Do it, and you get double pay Mordred * Zeta_AI detonates an entire rack of grenades perched behind Texas. <Zeta_AI> Oh. So I can do that. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California switches to BR55, shoots North's chest <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grunts in pain and pulls California forward, punching him in the face <Mordred_> California, what did I say about not getting your ass kicked this time? <Mordred_> Finish the job. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina (~chatzilla@207.190.60.1) has joined #halo-fanon <Mordred_> Oh snap. <Zeta_AI> Oh shoot. <Adamska_B156> Oh shit! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, I need your help! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Come to the armoury! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) On my way! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, take care of Cal. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sprints off <Mordred_> Son of a bitch. <Mordred_> Zeta, slow them down. <Zeta_AI> Got it. <Mordred_> And would somebody just kill Carolina already? * Zeta_AI cuts the power in the hallway where Wyoming is. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We may be twins, but everyone always liked you better. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I see you trying to kill our friends. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South laughs. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Friends? <Mordred_> You know, South might actually be useful if she'd stop being such an idiot. <Mordred_> Zeta, it's all on you. <Zeta_AI> There's a problem. <Mordred_> I know there's a problem. <Mordred_> There's always a problem. <Zeta_AI> Sigma got a hold of my trail. <Zeta_AI> I have to cut it or he'll be onto me. <Mordred_> Oh, son of a bitch. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: Fuck it, even if she kills Carolina, you're still getting all the pay anyway. <Mordred_> Pull out, Zeta. <Mordred_> Pull out now. <Zeta_AI> Pulling out. <Mordred_> We've still got audio and visual feed. * Mordred_ sighs.

<Zeta_AI> Disabling the Mother of Invention's sensors now. <Zeta_AI> Opening the Mother of Invention's hangar doors. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South flies back to the Mother of Invention. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South lands in the hangar. <Zeta_AI> Reactivating the Mother of Invention's systems now. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South slips off for the recovery bay. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South enters the recovery bay to find it's completely empty. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Dammit it... * Zeta_AI establishes a connection with Agent_South <Zeta_AI> Agent South Dakota, do you hear me? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Who is this? <Zeta_AI> Your benefactor. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh yeah? How do I know you're not someone who's trying to screw with me? <Zeta_AI> I understand you're looking for Agent Carolina. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah? What's it to you? <Zeta_AI> She's in the armoury, under heavy guard. <Zeta_AI> With Agent Wyoming...and your brother. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South swears. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well thanks for telling me. <Zeta_AI> And as you know, the armoury is designed specifically to withstand damage. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So what do you want me to do? <Zeta_AI> Lure Wyoming and North away. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And how do I do that? <Zeta_AI> Be careful, South. Agent Texas is already suspicious. <Zeta_AI> She may find you if you don't stay quiet. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah, thanks a lot. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hold up, sensors have something. It's no glitch this time. <Theta_AI> They've entered the ship! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Go find them. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) What about Carolina? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Just lock the armoury doors. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I'm on my way back. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) I can guard her. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) No North, go with him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) I have a feeling as to who it is. Don't let them get away <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Alright boss, we're moving. <Zeta_AI> Okay South. Go. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> On it. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South reaches the armoury. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Hey, the doors are locked! * Zeta_AI opens the doors. <Zeta_AI> Not anymore. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South enters the armoury, and slowly approaches Carolina's still form. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well well, look who it is. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Number one agent. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Too good for the rest of us. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So good you had to get two AIs. <Mordred_> Zeta, tell South to stop dicking around. <Zeta_AI> Get on with it, Agent South. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South draws her pistol <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Good night, Carolina. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas comes out of nowhere and tackles South to the ground. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I should have known. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas doesn't waste time talking and starts fighting South. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South blocks the attacks but is slowly being pushed back. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Is this what it's come to? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You turning on your own fellow Freelancer? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> She stole my glory at the oil platform. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No South, she saved your life. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> She always steals my glory! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why do you care about her anyway? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You two always hated each other. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's where you're wrong. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And that's something you've never understood. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas lands several punches on South and stuns her by pinning her aginst the wall. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South struggles but can't free herself. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas lowers her fist. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I won't kill you, South. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I won't do anything to you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That I'll leave to North. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South laughs humourlessly. * Zeta_AI detonates an entire rack of grenades perched behind Texas. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas slams hard into South from the impact. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South throws Texas off her and pushes away. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South scrambles for her gun. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Maybe I can't beat you, Texas. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I never could. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> But I finally have a shot at Carolina, and you're not going to take it away from me. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs South's hand and forces it upward, firing several shots into the ceiling. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South struggles to free her grip on the pistol, but can't. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina (~chatzilla@207.190.60.1) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South manages to shoot Tex in the shoulder, causing her to let go. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Agh! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) North, I need your help! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> (COM) Come to the armoury! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) On my way! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North runs into the armoury, pistol drawn <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pushes South off him and throws her at North. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns back to Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, wake up, dammit. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs south <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Do you see this, North? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We may be twins, but everyone always liked you better. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I see you trying to kill our friends. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South laughs. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Friends? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Sorry, North. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South twists North's wrist and frees herself. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North jumps back <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What is it? The AI? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Just because you never got one, you're pissed off? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> If only it were that simple. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> It's everything, North. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sighs

<font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slows time with Gamma, pulling the grenade free and throwing it free of the battling Freelancers. It explodes just out of range, throwing both to the ground. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine slowly gets up. Determined to stay conscious, he focuses himself onto the battle. He raises his hand but slowly and softly punches Wyoming before stumbling into a small and confined room nearby, going back into his evil fantasy. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming gets up first. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas hauls Carolina out of the armoury on the gurney. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stirs groggily. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You're awake! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina comes to quickly, scowling at all the commotion. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Wh-what's going on...? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We've got big problems. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Can you fight? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina moves her injured arm stiffly, then clenches her good hand into a fist. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Always. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Good. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas reaches Carolina's room. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Get your armour on. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina wrestles on her armor piece by piece, slow going with her bum arm. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas helps Carolina out. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas injects Carolina with an adrenaline shot. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina gives a shaky laugh as newfound energy courses through her. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Thanks. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll give North a little family time. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's go give Wyoming a hand. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas leads Carolina down the hall to where Wyoming is.

<font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You're awake! <Mordred_> Well, this is going to hell in a handbasket. <Mordred_> Hey, California, Carolina just woke up. <Zeta_AI> Well, this is bad. <Mordred_> Very bad. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: If you can kill 'em all, do it now <Mordred_> Adamska, I'm trying to concentrate here. <Mordred_> You aren't helping. <Mordred_> And they're both in the game now. <Mordred_> Well Zeta, any brilliant ideas? <Zeta_AI> Maybe next time, boss. <Mordred_> I'm out. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Y'know, if you'd been a little more patient, then you would have gotten your own AI <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> "Patient"? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Faster reflexes, increased strength and everything else. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Just always be patient. Always wait. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I've been waiting my whole life! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And you're always put first. <Mordred_> Christ, does she ever stop complaining?

<font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You never were a patient one. Please, don't make me shoot. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Just you and me, North. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No number one to help you out. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Sorry, I wish I didn't have to do this. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South runs at North and disarms him. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North counters her move and kicks her back. The pistol clatters to the floor between them <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I know all your moves, South. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And I know yours. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I suppose we're even. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> But you always hung back and watched, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, you're in an armoury, I suppose. Try for the rifle and I might grab that pistol. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Your move, south. <Theta_AI> I wouldn't say quite even. <Theta_AI> You've got me, North. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You. <Theta_AI> And for the record South, I never liked you. <Theta_AI> You were too mopey <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Little asshole! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, I was kind of waiting to mention you Theta. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South lunges to attack North as if she could hurt Theta in the process. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sidesteps and slams her to the ground <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Y'know, if you'd been a little more patient, then you would have gotten your own AI <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> "Patient"? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Faster reflexes, increased strength and everything else. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Just always be patient. Always wait. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I've been waiting my whole life! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And you're always put first. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Just because you were impatient. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, there's one gun between us, and an armoury full of toys. Give up, Please. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> This time I'm not letting it go. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> It's been too many times. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North sighs <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs the pistol and turns to face South

<font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas bursts through the door. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina follows Texas, less dramatic but still menacing in Tex's shadow. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas moves to help Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh, you boys are in trouble now. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees Cal rising, and Maine holding his head as he walks away. Wyoming kicks Cal through the door. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Look who I brought with me, Wyoming. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> What the hell do you think you're all doing?! <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina rushes after Tex, even as she berates the others while they're fighting. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Long story. I'll explain later. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has pushed Cal in with the insane Maine. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hey, Cal. Best of luck. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming locks the door. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks from agent to agent, unsure who's friend or foe. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You boys are in for it now. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Cause your team leader's back and she's not happy with you. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You know full well I can't be around all the time. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Maine, you alright? <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> nnnonoonnnn... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina hefts a pistol in her left hand. <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> * meta.st.. st..bil....y * <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina hears Maine's utterance and glances at him warily. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California notices medpacks in the closet <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas rushes California, attacking him mercilessly with her bare hands. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No you don't. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina approaches Maine, unsure whether to attack or aid. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Take him, Carolina! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine slowly gets up and smashes his helmet into the walls and punching them madly. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina gets closer to Maine, pistol trained on his head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slumps against a wall outside, his fight with both Cal and Maine taking its toll. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming puts a hand to his side, and it comes up bloody. He reapplies the pressure. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California wearily shoots at Tex <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas takes the hit but doesn't slow. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas doesn't let up and punches California repeatedly in the face and chest. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas kicks California in the torso, sending him colliding with the wall. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> uugh... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas finishes by grabing California by the foot and swings him around, flamming him headfirst into the wall. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California passes out <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine slumps his head against the wall and slowly turns to Carolina. His memory in place, remembers. <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> eeettt....ii.iota. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine roars and smacks the pistol out of Carolina's hand. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina curses as the pistol goes flying and kicks Maine in the gut. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns around and sees Carolina fighting Maine. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine is determined to mine Eta and Iota out of Carolina's head and elbows her chest, arm and knee. <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> thhhe....voicccee.. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas runs towards Maine. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine goes onto his knees. He's becoming almost possessed by Sigma's vision. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina growls and punches Maine in the throat with her good fist. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina uses her other hand to knock Maine into the air with an uppercut. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina brings down her good hand on Maine's head, slamming him hard onto the ground. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine trys to breathe again but his mind is already failing on him, as well as his own body. He falls unconscious. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stops just short of Maine, who is sprawled at her feet. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California comes to and silently crawls away <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Oh, no you don't. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California slumps <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas knees California in the face, causing the back of his head to collide with the wall. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs California, spins him around, and sends him sliding across the floor with a kick to his chest. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think we're just about done here. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina stands over Maine's body, victorious but bewildered as to why he went crazy. <Adamska_B156> Texas: Have you ever wondered who was orchestrating this opera <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks at Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> At least you got to kick some ass today even though you were sleeping through most of it. <Adamska_B156> Carolina: Have you ever wondered today if there was a puppet master? * ChanServ sets mode +q #halo-fanon * ! * @gateway/web/freenode/ip.68.63.119.164

<Mordred_> Zeta, get me a feed to South. <Zeta_AI> Sorry, Sigma's still probing for me. * Mordred_ sits back to watch the show. <Mordred_> Oh well. <Mordred_> Did my best. <Mordred_> Too bad about California and Maine. <Zeta_AI> Yes. They really don't stand a chance now. <Mordred_> Well, on the bright side we won't have to worry about Maine anymore. <Adamska_B156> Mordred: do you recommend I reveal myself as the puppetmaster? <Zeta_AI> I don't like to speak uneloquently. <Zeta_AI> But shut up, Adamska. <Mordred_> Adamska, you have two of the most dangerous commandos in the galaxy fighting on the same side. <Mordred_> You don't want to piss them off. <Mordred_> Well. <Mordred_> Any more than they already are. <Mordred_> Well, I am really glad I already got paid. <Mordred_> Because the client's about to die. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires the pistol thrice into her lower abdomen <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South screams. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South falls to the ground, clutching her wounds. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North immediately drops the pistol <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, I'm sorry. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South grabs the pistol and shoots North in the legs. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> agh! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Me too. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South falls next to North, one hand on his chest. * Mordred_ fetches popcorn. <Mordred_> The most powerful soldiers in the galaxy. <Mordred_> And they're all busy killing each other. <Mordred_> It's kind of tragic when you think about it, huh Zeta? <Adamska_B156> Mordred: A toast to your efficiency <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No, North. We failed. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Because we let them do it to us. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South falls to the ground, and slips away into unconsciousness. <Mordred_> South's down. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North falls unconscious <Zeta_AI> So is North. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas kicks California in the torso, sending him colliding with the wall. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> uugh... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas finishes by grabing California by the foot and swings him around, flamming him headfirst into the wall. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California passes out <Mordred_> California's down. <Zeta_AI> And I'm not too confident on Maine's odds. <Mordred_> Well, it's not really our problem anymore. <Zeta_AI> I still say we got something good out of it. <Mordred_> Well, yeah. <Mordred_> We got paid. <Zeta_AI> Money is still money even if it comes from the hand of a fool. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina growls and punches Maine in the throat with her good fist. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina uses her other hand to knock Maine into the air with an uppercut. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina brings down her good hand on Maine's head, slamming him hard onto the ground. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine trys to breathe again but his mind is already failing on him, as well as his own body. He falls unconscious. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas knees California in the face, causing the back of his head to collide with the wall. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grabs California, spins him around, and sends him sliding across the floor with a kick to his chest. <Mordred_> And they're done. <Zeta_AI> Saw that coming. <Mordred_> Zeta, California's going to squeal. <Zeta_AI> You mean when he regains consciousness? <Mordred_> I think it's time we bailed. <Zeta_AI> Right behind you...figuratively speaking. * Mordred_ cuts the feed to Mother of Invention. <Mordred_> Adamska, if you know what's good for you you'll pray neither of them ever find out we were ever involved with any of this. * Zeta_AI has quit (Quit: Page closed)

<font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm not seeing Maine or California helping you, South. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You want Maine or California? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Nope. Maine's too slow and Cal annoys me. All that hiding. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I know you, at least. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> If you knew me, you'd have been there for me when I needed you! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North glances towards a shock baton on the table <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You never spoke up for me. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You never sided with me. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Always with Carolina and York and Washington. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, you did more than enough speaking of your own, South. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South moves to attack again. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North grabs the shock baton, activates it and spins round, smashing it over South's head. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South flinches but recovers quickly, and grabs North and smashes him so hard into the wall he gets stuck. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I hope that didn't hurt. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> No, but I think this will. I'm sorry, South. * Theta_AI emits a flash charge from North's armour, blinding South. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North fires the pistol thrice into her lower abdomen <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South screams. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South falls to the ground, clutching her wounds. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North immediately drops the pistol <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, I'm sorry. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South grabs the pistol and shoots North in the legs. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> agh! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Me too. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South falls next to North, one hand on his chest. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why'd you side with them, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I could ask you the same question. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> They're honest, or at least more than the Director <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I guess that's why they did all this. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We were twins. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> They wanted to experiment with us. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> See what happens when one got everything and the other got screwed over. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well, here we are... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I guess they failed then. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No, North. We failed. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Because we let them do it to us. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South falls to the ground, and slips away into unconsciousness. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#8F61C6>Agent_South (ae5c5e52@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#5800B7>Agent_North falls unconscious

<font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, let's haul these two to the holding cells. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina then turns her attention to Texas. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I kicked my teammate's ass! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It wasn't him, Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It was Sigma. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And...Penny's dead. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> California though, he's a clear-cut traitor. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks shocked, then suspicious, then wearily sad. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Sigma... dammit. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas puts California and Maine on a gurney and hauls them out of the room. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, let's go see if North's alright. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Yeah. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'd love to, but. . . I'm afraid I must beg some assistance. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas helps Wyoming to his feet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> South has some things to answer for too. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Good idea. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reveals the bloody tear in his armor's suit. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That grenade threw a bit of shrapnel my way. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You need some medical treatment too. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It would have been worse, if not for Gamma. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, what do you know. The sly bastard did some good. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas reaches the armoury with Carolina and Wyoming. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina walks over to the twins, noting all the blood. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, I'll keep Maine in your care. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> As soon as you're recovered, I want you to get Sigma out of Maine's head. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll take care of it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> These AI. They're a double-edged knife. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just as dangerous to us as they make us to our enemies. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina leans down stiffly and checks North's pulse, and is satisfied. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> North's gonne be okay, if we can stop the bleeding. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina completely ignores South, though her injuries are much worse than North's. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Okay Wyoming, go to the recovery bay. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina and I will haul the twins there too for medical treatment. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> They'll need to get those bullets taken out of them. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is wheeled away with Cal and Maine. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas places South none-too-gently on a trolley and hauls her off. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> North? Can you hear me? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Come on, get him to the bay first. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas helps move North carefully onto a trolley. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming grabs a medic's arm. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Save the anesthetic for the real wounded, mate. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina helps Tex push the trolley with her good arm, grimfaced. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just find me a bottle of good rum. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And Earl Gray, if you have any. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, it's been almost 8 hours. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The others will be in for a hell of a story when they wake up. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas drops North and South at recovery. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll leave you guys here, if you don't mind. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I need to have a word with Carolina. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit... next time I'm out like that, Texas, just wake me up and gimme some painkillers. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sorry. We were in an emergency. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas closes the doors behind them. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina...I couldn't have done it without you. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina leans against the wall, cradling her useless arm with her functional one, seemingly unaffected. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe, maybe not. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You're still not fully recovered yet. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You need to rest as well. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas sighs. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We're a few Freelancers short now, and we have some new...enemies to deal with. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This really sets back our plan to find the director. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks up at Tex, somewhat wild-eyed. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> If this arm's gonna take too long to heal, I want a better one. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Take it easy. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We've got time. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But look...while you were out, the director contacted me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'm pretty sure he was behind all this. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> If he really wants us to find him like you said...he's really not making it easy. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Behind what? Making our teammates go crazy? How? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas grimaces. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He has to answer for that. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> As always. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Before Maine attacked me, he said... he said their names. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. I figured. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I did some digging last night, and I figured it all out. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> During your classes, did Sigma ask about...metastability? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina frowns, as if unable to recall. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Ugh.... they're whispering again... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina reaches back and turns Eta and Iota off. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think they woke you up when they saw you were in danger. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wyoming's right...these things are a doubled-edged blade. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> That... that word. Meta... something? Sigma may have mentioned it, but these two seem to know what it is, too. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think Sigma is looking to capture every AI fragment that the director created. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Since each of them is only a part of an individual, Sigma wants to put them all together and become whole. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So he's hunting the Freelancers with AIs. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Using Maine... <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California twitches <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But what I don't understand is, why would he fall in with the director? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> If the director ripped all these traits from a single AI, he wouldn't want Sigma to achieve metastability. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina turns around and punches the wall with her good arm. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I GAVE him that AI! <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit! <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas gives a humourless smile, despite the seriousness of the situation. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, at least it's not you hunting down the Freelancers. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> They'd stand no chance. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas becomes serious again. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, something doesn't add up. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I'd say. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The director wouldn't let Maine turn against the Freelancers even if it gets us out of his way. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina is calm again, and appears thoughtful. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I feel like we're being manipulated somehow. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas freezes. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Wait a minute... <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> What? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> When we passed by the holding cells... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...he wasn't there. The mercenary. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> How could I have missed that? <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina frowns. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> The... mercenary? What mercenary? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> There was a mercenary who was stealing information on the Freelancer project. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California twitches more <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I detained him, and wanted to have some words with him...my own way. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But the director insisted on talking to him privately. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> After that...I saw... <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas trails off. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> He was on the dropship. The director let him go. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And...Cal knew about it. He was there. That explains everything! <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But...that couldn't be all. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It had to be important. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Not just the mercenary... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What if... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What if the director gave the mercenary an AI fragment? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I wouldn't be surprised if the director saw it coming. Sigma turning against us. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's it...the director loosed Maine on us knowing that Sigma will never find every single fragment. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> The bastard. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina. We need to find the mercenary. And we need to get that AI back. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... why? So Maine can come after us for every one of them? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas turns to look at Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, these AIs are dangerous. In the wrong hands... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I was wondering how the ship was being torn apart by...by an unknown force. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Grenades exploding on their own. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Power shorting out. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Gravity disappearing. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> The ship opening itself up. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That AI is more dangerous than Maine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We were lucky to win that fight. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas meets Carolina's eyes. <font color=#2F3DD6><Agent_California> Urgh... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Then again...maybe it was because of you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Before you woke, I kept trying, and trying, and trying. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And no matter what, I just couldn't keep up. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I can't lead these Freelancers, Carolina. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That's your job. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Yeah. And in case you haven't noticed, I spend more time wondering what the hell is going on than actually solving anything. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks away frustratedly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well...once we get Sigma out of Maine's head, I'm sure South and Cal have a lot to explain. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Maybe they can answer your questions. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> All the Director had to do was chip away at faults that already existed. Because I didn't keep them in line. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, once everyone hears what happened, they'll be listening you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Let's be honest, every Freelancer in the program wants a piece of the director for one reason or another. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But now it's personal. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina seems to buck up a little, maybe out of pride or perhaps genuine courage. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> When I woke up, you were wheeling me down some hallway. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> What was that about? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas looks away. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I found South standing in front of you. About to kill you. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I stopped her. North showed up, and I decided to get you out of there. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks surprised for a moment, then sighs. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Should've guessed. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Uh... thanks. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas shakes her head. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It shouldn't have happened. I asked North and Wyoming to leave you to find Cal and Maine. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> If you were killed, it would have been my fault. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina smirks. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> One thing you didn't fail at. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas chuckles quietly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> At least it counts for something too. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I didn't think South was like that... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...I told North to watch her, but I would never have thought... <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California shakily pulls himself to a sitting position <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Nobody would have. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> We're supposed to be a team. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> We're supposed to look out for each other. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Not... stab each other in the back. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas laughs bitterly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I guess CT was on our side all along. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We just didn't realize it at the time... <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> ...well, I didn't. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina looks very uncomfortable at the mention of CT. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> You were the only one who did. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas pulls out a dog tag from her armour. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> This helped me figure out what the director's done. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina raises an eyebrow. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> CT left it for me. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> She...said I was trustworthy. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And she called me a friend. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina listens with a grim expression. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas clenches her fist around the dog tag. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I could have taken her alive. I know that. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> She was on the ground. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> ... were you using Omega at the time... by any chance? <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas nods slowly. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina sighs wearily, realizing something. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> You're right. These AI have been tearing us apart all along. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Theta saved North today, twice. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Gamma saved Wyoming. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And...your AIs woke you up when we needed you the most. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think that if we stop using them as the director wants us to...they can be our friends as well. <font color=#2F3DD6> * Agent_California starts waving an arm but it falls limp <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> They're traits. What the hell is Omega supposed to be? <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Rage. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And I never want to use him again. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina gives a curt nod of approval. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> So. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We wanted a lead on the director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'd say this mercenary's a good place to start. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll see what South and Cal know about him, and we'll find him. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> We'll make him pay for Penny. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> And then we'll find the director. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas stands up. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina reaches up and pinches the bridge of her nose, wincing. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> You know what? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> All this time, all those missions... <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I've never looked forward to anything like I'm looking forward to getting my hands on the Director. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> That makes two of us. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Funny how all his hard work is gonna bite him in the ass. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Well, the others are going to be waking up soon. I think a debriefing is due. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I think everyone has the right to know now about these AIs. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina pulls a stim from her belt storage and pops it into the crook of her right elbow. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> You can do the honors. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Sure thing. You need your rest. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's been a long night. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll check up to see how Wash is recovering from Epsilon. And then I'll get York and some others to start fixing the holes we punched in the ship. <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina snorts. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Rest? <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> I don't think any of us are going to get any real rest until this is over with. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> Carolina, you're only human. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It might seem like a setback sometimes. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> But really, you should be glad of it. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> It's more than some of us get... <font color=#59D1D1> * Agent_Carolina eyes the still visible wires from Tex's wounds and nods slightly. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> Okay. <font color=#59D1D1><Agent_Carolina> But if anybody tries to off me this time, they won't live to regret it. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas laughs quietly. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> I'll bet. <font color=#515151> * Agent_Texas leaves Carolina to the doctors and heads off to see if the others are awake. <font color=#515151><Agent_Texas> What a hell of a night...

To be continued...again...