RP:Red vs Blue: Revolution/Episode 6

 Episode VI: AWOL

 * Agent_Texas walks around a hallway to see Mont standing outside the recovery bay doors.  Hey, Mont. < Agent_Montana > Tex. < Agent_Montana > How many did we lose?  What?  * Agent_Montana looks up at Tex. < Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> How many Freelancers did we lose down there? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas thinks back on the roster list and the ones that didn't check in. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Four. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We lost four Freelancers? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It was forty of us against hundreds, Mont. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And we killed every single one of them. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana sighs. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm starting to think Wyoming is right. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> All this fighting amongst ourselves—it's bullshit. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, the director is finished now. So we're done with that. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah, I guess... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What are you standing around here for? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Huh? Oh, waiting for South to wake up. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> North is inside, with the counsellor and the Epsilon AI. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I decided to give him some privacy. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Anyone else? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah, Theta and Kappa. The counsellor suggested using their "traits" to make South a bit more...cooperative. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hm. * Theta_AI 's hologram appears next to Tex and Mont. <Theta_AI> It's okay, you guys can come in. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Theta? <Theta_AI> We're just about done. <Theta_AI> The counsellor says South will be waking up shortly. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Does North want us in there? <Theta_AI> Hang on. * Theta_AI disappears and reappears in the recovery bay. <Theta_AI> North, can Tex and Mont come in? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh, sure. The door's unlocked. <Theta_AI> Okay. * Theta_AI reappears to Tex and Mont. <Theta_AI> He says it's okay. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas nods and walks into recovery. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana follows. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hey, North. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hey, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey * Counsellor is holding an electronic pad and making adjustments, his eyes on South's prone form. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> How's she doing, counsellor? <Counsellor> Everything is running smoothly. <Counsellor> Agent South should be able to make a full recovery soon. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Good. <Counsellor> She will have no recollection of the fallout. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Well, that's good news at least. <Theta_AI> Guys, she's waking up! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stirs slowly. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You guys might want to stand back. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Give her some room, just in case. * Counsellor steps back. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South opens her eyes, and looks around, blinking in confusion. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North...? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, you okay? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Y-yeah, I think so... <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What happened...? <Theta_AI> You hit your head pretty hard when we went after the director. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> The director? * Theta_AI pauses convincingly. <Theta_AI> Don't you remember, South? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No...I don't... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ... <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What did he do? <Theta_AI> He turned against us. All of us. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is catching on. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It took us a little while, but we found him in a valley. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We took a few hits though. Including you. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We got you out, took you here. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well...did you get the director? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Sure did. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay... <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I can't remember anything after the oil platform. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What did the director do? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's a long story. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It's over now. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South sits up slowly. <Counsellor> Do you feel any pain, Agent South? <Counsellor> A headache, perhaps? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No, I feel fine. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Just really confused. <Counsellor> Good. <Counsellor> Then I shall leave you to recover. <Counsellor> Agent North, if you require me for anything, I'll be available. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Thanks, Counsellor * Counsellor picks up the Epsilon unit and walks out of recovery. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas goes with him.

<font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We should be okay now. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The oil platform, huh. That's a long time ago. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Still, not a lot of great things happened after that, so it's no big loss. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It's better this way. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> But South, you should know that North...took quite a few bullets...to make sure you were alright. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Thanks, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey, don't worry about me. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We made it out together, that's what counts. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South laughs softly. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah, guess that's what siblings are for. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yep. Even Freelancers like us. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'll leave you two to catch up. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Okay, thanks Montana. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana leaves recovery. * Theta_AI decides to log off. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So what's gonna happen to the project now? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I don't know. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What's everyone else doing? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I guess with the Director gone, Project Freelancer is over. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Huh. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Seems like a bit of a shame, considering everything we've gone through for it. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It's for the best. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We could stop fighting, if that's what you want. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well, whatever you want to do, I'll stick with you. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'll trust your decisions since I can't really remember what the hell has been going on. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Fair enough. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I guess we should stick around for now. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> See what everyone else is doing. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South frowns. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Who's in charge of the ship now? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, Texas and Carolina are sort of in charge. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> But most of us are going our own way. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Texas? Is she the one in the grey armour? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I can't remember seeing her before. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, she joined up recently. Don't worry, we can trust her. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And who was that little purple hologram guy? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, that's Theta. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He's an AI. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> AI? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Where did we get those? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> The Director gave them to us. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Can we trust them? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I trust Theta, he's saved my life more than once. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> They help with our equipment. Remember when I tried to activate my shield without a link to command after the oil rig? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh, yeah. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'm still not sure how you managed to pull that off. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It was risky. Remember Utah? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South shudders. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta and the AI are around to stop that from happening. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That's good, I guess. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Enhancing and keeping my shield up under fire. Not everyone got one, but they help. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Did the counsellor say when I can get up? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tomorrow. Take it easy, though. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I hear you. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South slumps against the head of the bed. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You're tough, South. Just don't push yourself at the moment. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Hey, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Whatever you did for me that I can't remember...thanks. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey, no problem sis. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Not everyone gets to be a twin. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Believe me, we're the lucky ones. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South laughs. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I thought it was some sort of curse at first. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> But look at the others. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I mean, Carolina is one badass of a Freelancer, but she seems a little lonely sometimes. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> She's under a lot of pressure. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I guess with York around and the director gone, that might change. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hopefully. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We've just got to stick together and see what happens. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Since everyone in the project sees the way they look at each other. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South falls asleep. <Theta_AI> Hey North, I think we should let her rest for a while. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Fair enough. I need to take a walk.

<font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas enters the experiments facility with the counsellor. <Counsellor> I presume you want to keep this matter private, Agent Texas? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Of course. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Especially from Wyoming. <Counsellor> Very well. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Now, what are we supposed to do? <Counsellor> I am familiar with the entire procedure. <Counsellor> The steps of melancholia, anger, and jealousy will be most unpleasant. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And metastability? <Counsellor> Metastability is the light at the end of the tunnel, in a manner of speaking. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> So how do we get started? <Counsellor> Firstly, we will need the engineer the director used for splitting Alpha. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Great. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sighs. <Counsellor> The problem is that I am unsure where the engineer is. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I know where it is. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Might take a while for me to get it back though. <Counsellor> I will make the necessary preparations while you...attend to that, then. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay. * Counsellor sets Epsilon down at a table and begins to make adjustments. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas exits the facility. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess I'm on my own this time. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Huh...I haven't had a solo mission for a while.

<font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana is still standing outside the recovery bay, lost in thought. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana looks up when North walks out. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, Hey Montana. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Things looking good for South? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yep <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> She seems fine. Needs to rest. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> That's good. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana walks down the hall with North. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Carolina is bringing the Mother of Invention to a UNSC outpost. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> She wants to personally bring the director in. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What do you think will happen? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> To us, I mean? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> She said we were free to do whatever we want. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We have technically done a lot of bad things. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The UNSC will cut us some slack since we took down the director. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I hope so. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm pretty sure Carolina and others like her will join the UNSC. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Join a war worth fighting for, you know? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I haven't decided yet whether to go with them. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> What do you have in mind? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'll see what South wants to do. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> If she wants out, I'll allow her to leave. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I wouldn't blame anyone if they wanted to leave, really. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I might stay, though. I think I owe Texas and the others. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hm. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I think Tex is up to something. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm not sure if she's going with the UNSC. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We're a team. I stay with them. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah, that's the thing. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> It's like Tex doesn't want us to know what she's doing. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'll stand alongside her and the others, as long as we don't start doing seriously wrong things. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I won't try to cut in on her business, but all the same, I'm wondering what she's up to. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I mean, some like Minnesota are walking away, which is understandable. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Others like Wyoming...don't want to be in the UNSC, but they still want to fight. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It's all they know. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I feel like I still don't understand Tex though. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> What happened to her in the facility. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Everything her and Carolina have been doing. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I don't know what's going on with them. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> She's an odd one, that's for sure. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Well, as long as we're all on the same side no matter which way we go, I think we're going to be alright. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Loyalty is important. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Oh, just so you know. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> When South is able to walk around, keep her away from the director. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I won't allow her anywhere need him. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't think you should risk her memories resurfacing. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Or let him say anything to her. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Maybe it'd be better if we kept him silent while around us. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> So, North. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Do you feel like you've got your sister back? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, I suppose. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> That's good. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana looks out a viewport in the hallway to Earth below. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We lost a few of our own down there. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Not to mention the ones that died from the experiments in this damn project. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> But I guess they were willing to give up their lives to stop the director. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> And then there's people like Wyoming's wife. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> These last few weeks have been hard for him. But he'll be alright. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> He's down there now, on a date with Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana laughs quietly. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Who would have guessed it, huh? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Heh, didn't see that one coming. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Especially with his wife recently... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> He wants to put all this behind him. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I think it's for the best. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> True. He needs to move on. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We all do. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana looks up to stare at the side of North's visor. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I've been thinking about that myself. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I mean, I feel like so much of my life has been put into fighting someone else's battles. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> And look at you, North. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The director turned your own sister against you. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I feel like we all need a reminder of who we are. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Before we forget it ourselves. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I think Tex was the first to remember who she was. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> When she found Alpha, and he gave himself up for her. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I think she's beginning to find herself, which is good. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> What about you? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Do you feel like you've lost track of what's important throughout this whole project? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I thought we were doing some good. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Now...I don't know. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Well, I think I'm going to stick with you. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I guess there's something about the way you just care so much about others that makes me trust you. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh, thanks.

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sits alone at a dingy bar, staring wearily into the glass of water before him. He has forgone his armor for his old dark overcoat. * ODST_Leader (9968b164@gateway/web/freenode/ip.153.104.177.100) has joined #halo-fanon * ODST_Leader enters, clad in C.T.'s armor and sporting twin hatchets on his back. The bar's patrons quickly move to get away from him as he approaches Georgia from behind. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia doesn't look up. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Boss. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> It's been a while. <ODST_Leader> I'm not your boss anymore. <ODST_Leader> I'm not really the boss of anyone, thanks to you. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia takes a sip from his water. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You can take it out on Texas if it bothers you that much. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Getting people killed by her seems to work for both of us, doesn't it? * ODST_Leader pulls off his helmet and glares at Georgia. <ODST_Leader> You've got a lot of nerve, you punk. <ODST_Leader> After everything we did for you... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia laughs bitterly. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And what about you? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That armor seems to be getting you a whole lot respect around here. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Glad some good came out of Connie's death. * ODST_Leader clenches his fists, but sits down on a stool next to Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia ignores him. * ODST_Leader glares at Georgia for a moment longer, then sighs. <ODST_Leader> I didn't mean for things with her to end up the way they did, you know. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Right back at you. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia takes another swig of water. <ODST_Leader> If I hadn't hung back... <ODST_Leader> We were going to get away. <ODST_Leader> Start a life together somewhere. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia 's head jerks at this, but he remains silent. * ODST_Leader sighs again. <ODST_Leader> I hear you've been doing pretty well for yourself recently. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shrugs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Mercenaries make our living by fighting. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Having a war on tends to be a bit of a business booster. <ODST_Leader> So what are you doing in a dive like this? <ODST_Leader> You should be out celebrating. <ODST_Leader> Living the life, a bit. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> The upper crust really isn't my thing. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Besides, weapons and gear aren't exactly cheap. <ODST_Leader> Tell me about it. <ODST_Leader> Listen, I know we've had our differences in the past, but we've still worked together. <ODST_Leader> I'm trying to rebuild my forces. <ODST_Leader> The war's still on, and as long as it is the UNSC will be distracted. <ODST_Leader> There's no better time to move in on the sidelines. <ODST_Leader> I've got a plan. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, really? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And where do I fit into this plan? <ODST_Leader> I can't tell you exactly what's going on. <ODST_Leader> Not here. <ODST_Leader> But I know you've got something that could help us with what we're trying to do. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What do I... oh. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You're talking about Bob. <ODST_Leader> ... <ODST_Leader> You named it Bob? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shrugs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> How'd you even find out about him, anyway? <ODST_Leader> He was ours in the first place. The director stole him from us. <ODST_Leader> Besides, you just confirmed it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So I did. <ODST_Leader> Which means you're more interested in this proposition of mine than you're letting on. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Maybe. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What's in it for me? <ODST_Leader> The opportunity to make a whole lot of cash, for one thing. <ODST_Leader> And what we're working on will be huge. <ODST_Leader> Not just for us, but for all of humanity. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia smiles and drains the last of his water. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm all about the greater good as long as there's a paycheck in there somewhere. <ODST_Leader> So you're with us? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I didn't say that. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I might be. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's all. * ODST_Leader stands up. <ODST_Leader> I'm taking that as a yes. <ODST_Leader> I know you, Georgia. <ODST_Leader> You won't be able to pass this one up. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Everyone seems to think they've got me figured out these days. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Let's see what you're offering. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Then I'll make the call. <ODST_Leader> Not so fast. <ODST_Leader> I want to see it first. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> He's not exactly keen on meeting strangers. <ODST_Leader> Don't worry. <ODST_Leader> The fewer people know about his, ah, contributions, the better. * ODST_Leader exits the bar, leaving Georgia alone. * ODST_Leader (9968b164@gateway/web/freenode/ip.153.104.177.100) has left #halo-fanon

<font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is repairing her armour and readying weapons. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Alright, Georgia. I guess it's time to settle what you still have to answer for. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes Omega's empty chip out of her helmet and stares at it. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, at least Georgia did right to get rid of you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Alpha's rage...the director's rage... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas crushes the chip in her fist. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...I don't need you. I never needed you. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas begins strapping on her new suit of armour. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls back the slide on an SMG and attaches it to her hip. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas puts a battle rifle on her back and grabs several magazines. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas picks up two combat knives and attaches them into the sheaths on her chest and shoulder. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas puts on a bandolier of a dozen frag grenades. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares down at her hands for a moment. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Thanks for everything, Alpha. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You gave me what the director never could. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I won't let that be for nothing. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks out of the armoury and heads to the hangar bay. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pauses as she's about to climb into a Pelican. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Take care of them, Carolina. If I don't come back. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Leaderboard or not, you were always number one. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps into the Pelican and activates the engines. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas uses Alpha's clearance codes to open the hangar door without detection. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess it does pay to be the director's AI. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas flies out of the Mother of Invention, closing the hangar door behind her.

{The next day}

<font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South has returned to her quarters and is strapping on her armour, in a good mood for the first time in a long time. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South taps on the frame of the top bunk. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North. Wake up, sleepyhead. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North stirs <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> huh? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> It's 0900. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North yawns <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, right. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I see you're up and ready. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah. I feel great. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Good. Give me a minute, I need to get ready. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Except I need to move around more. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I feel like I've been lying in a bed for weeks. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North starts preparing to suit up <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, recovery does that to you. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What's going on, anyway? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South steps out into the hallway. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I don't know. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stares out the viewport. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> The ship sure is quieter than I remember. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North grabs his helmet as his armour is strapped on. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, there's only us Freelancers here and some crew, as far as I know. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, and the Counsellor is somewhere. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I thought I saw some others coming on board last night, actually. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Real important-looking officers too. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> huh. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I think they're here for the director. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Judgement day for him. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana enters the hallway. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ONI's sent representatives. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They've been questioning the director all night. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got anything out of him? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't know, it was confidential. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They'll be here for a while though. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> typical. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Some of them started questioning the others. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Carolina's first up. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I think they're also inspecting the ship too, to make sure we didn't screw with it or anything. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Ah. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Might have Theta keep an eye on them. <Theta_AI> I'm on it, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What about the AI's? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They haven't said anything yet. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> But they are asking Wash a lot of questions about Epsilon. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wash? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. Carolina told them how he opened the doors to the director's lab. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They're interested in how he got Epsilon's memories. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We'll have to be careful. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> That's for sure. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They're also asking for Tex, but I haven't seen her. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm looking for her right now. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> She's not answering her COM. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> That's not good. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They're asking the counsellor where she is, but he doesn't know. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, have you seen anything yet? <Theta_AI> No, I'm asking FILSS to scan the entire ship. <Theta_AI> She can't locate her. <Theta_AI> Wait...FILSS says there's one Pelican missing from hangar bay five. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana groans. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I don't like this. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We can't leave, it'll look suspicious to the ONI agents. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> It's a bad idea to tell them she left either. They'll think she's gone rogue. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's see what happens. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South frowns, trying to grasp the situation with difficulty due to her missing memories. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You said she was trustworthy, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yes. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well, let's hope she's not up to anything bad. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> She has her own agenda, just like everyone else. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The UNSC doesn't want that. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> As far as they're concerned, she's theirs. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> But she'd never put us in danger willingly. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I hope she doesn't cause trouble then. <Theta_AI> Uh, guys. <Theta_AI> FILSS says the UNSC is assuming control of the Mother of Invention. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't know if that's good or bad. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You can never tell with these guys. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Be careful. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I don't know about you guys, but I think they really want to bring us into the fold. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. And then string us up like puppets. <Theta_AI> What do you think, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Play it safe. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We'll cooperate to a point, but if they try to take us in, then things might get violent. <Theta_AI> Okay. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Guess I didn't miss out on all the trouble after all. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana receives a COM transmission and listens. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I gotta go, guys. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm up for questioning. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana hurries off. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stares after her, then looks at North. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What do I say when they ask me? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I can't remember anything. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Don't worry. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'll try to handle the talking. <Theta_AI> North? <Theta_AI> They want you and South to report in for questioning on level three, room 29. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We're going together? <Theta_AI> Yeah. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Lets get this over with. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South heads off to level three with North.

<font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming steps out of the dark single-room of a cabin, onto a porch overlooking the river. * Four-Seven-Niner is staring out at a river flowing by the cabin. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming selects a fruit from a small bowl, and begins peeling it with a knife. <Four-Seven-Niner> So, how do you like the scenery? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It's everything you said on the way here. Beautiful. <Four-Seven-Niner> Fresh air that's not filtered through a helmet. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's been forever since we get anything like that. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Warm, but not unpleasantly so. * Four-Seven-Niner sighs. <Four-Seven-Niner> It'll be hard to go back. <Four-Seven-Niner> I mean, what do we have to look forward to now? <Four-Seven-Niner> Fighting some aliens that can burn our planets as soon as we gain the upper hand? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> To be honest, Sophie. . . I'm not sure I want to go back. * Four-Seven-Niner turns around. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> At least, not to the other Freelancers. <Four-Seven-Niner> Why? <Four-Seven-Niner> I thought they were your friends. <Four-Seven-Niner> Hell, they're my friends too. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They are. <Four-Seven-Niner> And besides, you never struck me as the type to run away from the fight. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It's not that. But Tex is leading them right into a trap. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Some in the UNSC are no better than the Director. <Four-Seven-Niner> I suppose that's true. <Four-Seven-Niner> Are you saying the UNSC is the enemy? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They're fighting a noble battle. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But when it's over. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I can't help but feel they'll lock us away after they no longer need us. * Four-Seven-Niner looks away. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We've committed crimes, for the Director or no. <Four-Seven-Niner> Yeah. I know the feeling. <Four-Seven-Niner> I don't think they'll come after me, but all the same... <Four-Seven-Niner> ...I wouldn't want that to happen to you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming laughs softly. * Jack_Carlson sights down his M15 SASS <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I would say I wouldn't let it happen to you, or any of my friends. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But they've made it their own choice. * Four-Seven-Niner smiles slightly. <Four-Seven-Niner> So have I. <Four-Seven-Niner> I mean, hell. <Four-Seven-Niner> At the beginning, I was in this because it was my job. <Four-Seven-Niner> Then, when the director abandoned us, I sided with you guys because I knew it was the right thing to do. * Jack_Carlson adjusts his scope to the range and other effects <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And now? * Four-Seven-Niner looks up at Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming moves in closer. <Four-Seven-Niner> And now...I think I trust you more than anyone else. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's grin widens. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sure that's a good idea? <Four-Seven-Niner> Why not? Texas and Carolina and the rest of them...they're all bat-shit crazy. <Four-Seven-Niner> But you...you've got a real good head on your shoulders... <Four-Seven-Niner> ...real good heart too... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> A head? I don't think so. I've tried being honest, but the truth is I'm always just lying to myself. That, or I'm a compulsive liar. But heart. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That, I can trust. * Jack_Carlson sights his rifle on Wyoming and chambers a .50 Caliber round. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming wraps an arm around Four-Seven-Niner. * Four-Seven-Niner moves closer and stoops forward slightly. * Jack_Carlson fires * Four-Seven-Niner looks up as the bullet whizzes past her head and embeds in the cabin wall. <Jack_Carlson> Shit! * Jack_Carlson chambers another round, and fires again <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is pulling Four-Seven-Niner backwards when the bullet hisses past, and on reflex pulls her into the cabin. <Jack_Carlson> God damnit! <Four-Seven-Niner> What the hell... * Four-Seven-Niner stays low, away from the window. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sniper. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'd know it anywhere. * Jack_Carlson slinks back into the forest, hiding and waiting for another clear shot <Four-Seven-Niner> Who is coming after us? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I don't know, but they won't give up easily. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Could be one of the Director's lackeys, could be ONI goons. . . <Four-Seven-Niner> This is just great. <Four-Seven-Niner> We're stuck in the middle of nowhere with no gear and no weapons. <Four-Seven-Niner> And there's a sniper trying to kill us. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, I wouldn't say we're completely unarmed. <Four-Seven-Niner> Unless you're thinking of getting the kitchen knife or something... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming moves to take cover at the bed, and pulls a case from under it. * Jack_Carlson gets in another position, and puts a round through the bedroom window <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming flinches as the glass breaks. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm glad I don't own this place. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming opens the body-size case, revealing a dark grey flight suit and blue-visored helmet. * Four-Seven-Niner 's eyes widen. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming tosses Four-Seven-Niner her helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You may want this. * Four-Seven-Niner puts the helmet on. <Four-Seven-Niner> How'd you get all this past airport security? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, it's not so hard with Gamma around. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> He's quite the little deceiv- * Jack_Carlson sends another round through the wall <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming flinches again, the pillow exploding into feathers. <Four-Seven-Niner> This guy is taking potshots at us. <Four-Seven-Niner> Can you tell where the bullets are coming from? * Jack_Carlson reloads, and continues firing <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright, just one moment. . . <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slips on a white helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks out onto the deck, clad in full armor. * Jack_Carlson retrieves his casings and magazines, Carlson goes back into the forest * Jack_Carlson sees Wyoming in full armor, and drops prone, and begins crawling into the thick parts of the forest <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is in the open, sweeping the jungle nearby. * Jack_Carlson sees Wyoming, and fires again, before hiding once more <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's image flickers, a hologram flickering, and a bullet suddenly flies back out of the broken window and nearly hits Jack_Carlson. <Jack_Carlson> Shit! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> He's falling back for the moment. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Help me get the rest of my armor on. * Four-Seven-Niner takes an M6G from Wyoming's case and moves cautiously outside. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming does his best to suit up while keeping his rifle ready. * Four-Seven-Niner puts the rest of the combat gear onto the back of their rented ATV, leaving everything else. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Heat filter can't pick him up well. Too much heat in this jungle. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Our exit ready? * Four-Seven-Niner drives up to Wyoming. <Four-Seven-Niner> Yep. <Four-Seven-Niner> No time to get the rest of the stuff though. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming vaults through the back window onto the ATV. * Four-Seven-Niner floors it, driving off away from the cabin. <Four-Seven-Niner> Did you get a good look at him? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just a heat scan. It's human, at least. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So on a galactic scale, that narrows it down a bit. <Four-Seven-Niner> Let me guess, calling the Mother of Invention for help is out of the question. <Gamma_AI> Actually, the UNSC has assumed command of the Mother of Invention. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Besides that they're far out of range, that's another reason I'm not very keen on calling them. <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, I guess your little plan to go rogue starts now. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shoulders his rifle. <Four-Seven-Niner> Looks like I'm stuck with you. Which suits me just fine. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It doesn't seem he's pursuing. Maybe we beat him by having transportation. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sorry to cut the vacation short. <Four-Seven-Niner> And I was just starting to think it was getting so relaxing. <Four-Seven-Niner> Got any friends outside the program you can trust? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> A few, but not on this continent. But it shouldn't be a problem. Gamma can help us travel without coming up on anyone's radar. <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay. <Four-Seven-Niner> We're gonna need someone to help us figure out who's coming after us. <Four-Seven-Niner> And why. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma, we'll need two tickets to Havana. How's Cuba sound, Sophie? <Four-Seven-Niner> Sounds good to me. * Jack_Carlson radios for a rebel Falcon, which he boards, and continues to pursue <Jack_Carlson> Down there, 3 o'clock! <Gamma_AI> Would you like to travel legally, or illegally? <Four-Seven-Niner> Was that a joke? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Either way, but something with class, if you please. <Gamma_AI> I do not make jokes. Unless you'd like to hear one about the shisno that walked into a bar... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hears a buzzing. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Not now, Gamma. <Gamma_AI> Single falcon detected. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Soph, I hope you can drive as well as you fly. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm a little grounded right now, but I think we'll do fine. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming draws rifle, hoping he's as accurate one-handed as North. * Four-Seven-Niner turns, putting the ATV into thick foliage. <Four-Seven-Niner> Might get a little bumpy. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> At least it's not crashy. <Four-Seven-Niner> Yeah. Bumpy always beats crashy. * Gamma_AI synchronizes into Wyoming's armour, lining up his shot after taking into consideration his usual accuracy and reaction time. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots the Falcon overhead, through the empty parts of the canopy. <Gamma_AI> Fire on my mark. * Jack_Carlson cocks back the M247 he is manning, and fires <Jack_Carlson> Lead your targets gunners! <Gamma_AI> Mark. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires, but an unexpected bump throws off the shot. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Damn. <Four-Seven-Niner> Ugh. * Jack_Carlson watches the pilot fire his 25mm autocannon * Four-Seven-Niner swerves to and fro, expertly avoiding the gunfire. <Jack_Carlson> Saturate them with gunfire! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sophie, I'm going to have to leave you alone for a moment, but. . . <Four-Seven-Niner> Shit, what are you planning? <Four-Seven-Niner> Wyoming! Don't get yourself killed! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming projects a hologram onto where he has been hanging on, and reaches out a hand, swinging into the branches of a tree. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming begins climbing. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Soph, bring him back this way. Circle around to me. * Four-Seven-Niner turns around, sliding around a tree. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stays in the canopy, watching the Falcon chasing the ATV. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright, just turn him. <Four-Seven-Niner> He's on his way. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sights on the Falcon's canopy, seeing the light distorted through the two panes of glass. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires through the cockpit. <Jack_Carlson> Shit! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's position is now obvious, and he begins climbing down. * Jack_Carlson crashes on the road <Jack_Carlson> Crap * Four-Seven-Niner drives towards Wyoming's position. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Damn. I'd just planted explosives up there. * Jack_Carlson starts shooting at 479er * Four-Seven-Niner swerves around the shots. * Jack_Carlson begins to run and pursue <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks up the creatively-overstated "road" lining Jack_Carlson up nicely. * Four-Seven-Niner distracts Jack_Carlson by driving circles around him. * Four-Seven-Niner pulls her M6G off her hip and fires a few stray shots. <Four-Seven-Niner> Over here, asshole! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires through Jack_Carlson's thigh. <Jack_Carlson> Ah shit! * Jack_Carlson drops to one knee, unable to fire his weapon <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is standing over Jack_Carlson. <Jack_Carlson> Ah piss <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'd advise you not to move, mate. * Four-Seven-Niner stops the ATV and gets off. * Four-Seven-Niner checks on the Falcon. <Four-Seven-Niner> Pilot's dead, Reggie. <Four-Seven-Niner> Falcon looks intact though. Just a little busted up is all. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Right. Well, if it moves faster, we'll just be taking that. <Four-Seven-Niner> Sure it's classy enough for you? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sneaks a glance at Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'm partial to anything with wings. <Four-Seven-Niner> Good. <Four-Seven-Niner> UNSC aircraft is my preference. * Four-Seven-Niner walks up to Jack_Carlson. <Four-Seven-Niner> Although from the looks of this guy, he probably isn't one of them. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And as for you. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Most days I'd simply kill you and be done with it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But tell me who sent you, and I won't have to do that. * Four-Seven-Niner reloads her M6G, not quite pointing it at Jack_Carlson. <Four-Seven-Niner> You'd better have some good answers. <Four-Seven-Niner> Because I don't take kindly to you ruining my vacation. <Jack_Carlson> Wyoming: Carlson, Jack, Corporal, United Rebel Front commando, birthdate July 12th, 2530, serial number 11263 <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has grown tired of repeating ID numbers, and kicks Jack_Carlson over in the dirt. <Jack_Carlson> Oof <Four-Seven-Niner> Who sent you? It's a simple question. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming points the large-caliber sniper rifle at Jack_Carlson's face. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I guaruntee this'll turn your head into a nice mist. So why don't you tell me why? <Jack_Carlson> Jonathan Ulan sent me, he said to kill Reginald AKA Wyoming * Four-Seven-Niner looks at Wyoming. <Four-Seven-Niner> The name sound familiar? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Why does an Innie leader want me dead? <Jack_Carlson> Ulan is very secretive, he just said you messed with his plans <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And you're just one of his assassins, right? Another of the cell operators he doesn't tell anything? <Jack_Carlson> All of us aren't told anything besides the Grenadiers <Jack_Carlson> Shit <Jack_Carlson> I shouldn't have said that <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, I'd say you've earned your life. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming removes all of Jack_Carlson 's weapons. He uses the knife to slit a large cut along the rebel's shoulder. <Jack_Carlson> OW! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Look out for Jaguars, mate. * Four-Seven-Niner strips Carlson of his weapons and gear. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming winks, then boards the Falcon. <Four-Seven-Niner> Civilization is five days east. <Four-Seven-Niner> Follow the sun and you'll find it, provided you can survive on the wildlife. <Four-Seven-Niner> Have fun. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming straps the ATV to the back of the Falcon, and whispers to Sophie, " <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I wouldn't worry about him making it. Animals aside, there's a lot of disease in the jungle. * Four-Seven-Niner holsters her pistol and takes a seat behind the controls. <Four-Seven-Niner> Right, fasten your seatbelt.  * Four-Seven-Niner takes off into the air, and flies off. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is strapped in, and flying away, looks one last time at the forlorn Jack_Carlson. <Four-Seven-Niner> So, you know this Jonathan Ulan guy? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Not personally, although we took a few shots at each other during the Insurrection. I actually got him the last time we met, although he's called me a few times since. <Four-Seven-Niner> How bad did you screw him over? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Stopped his saboteurs, and brought down his whole cell when he tried to kill me in revenge. It was rather amusing, listening to him rage impotently over the radio. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Shot down a Falcon he was in, in fact. <Four-Seven-Niner> Where are we headed, anyway? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Cuba. I've a contact there who can get us up the Centennial Orbital Elevator. And I've had my eye on a nice Blacktip-class Corvette for sale in the docks, there. <Four-Seven-Niner> Alright. We might need to steal a little fuel before we cut across the Caribbean though. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That's alright. I'm sure one of Ulan's unmanned hidden depots wouldn't miss it. <Gamma_AI> Fuel depot detected. <Four-Seven-Niner> Funny you should mention it. * Gamma_AI marks the location on Four-Seven-Niner's HUD. <Four-Seven-Niner> Hidden in plain sight. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Good work, Gamma. * Four-Seven-Niner sets down at the depot as a landing crew approaches the Falcon. * Four-Seven-Niner casually steps out, waits for the crew to realize Wyoming isn't one of them, and then pulls out her M6G and shoots the nearest crewman in the head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming easily guns down the remaining rebels. <Four-Seven-Niner> We've got five minutes. Let's hurry. * Four-Seven-Niner grabs the refuelling tube and inserts it into the Falcon's fuel valve. * Engineer_Bob chirps and pushes past Georgia to continue working with the armor's interior workings. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No rush. Rebels don't often make checks of these places. Too risky with all that radio traffic, doncha know. * Four-Seven-Niner finishes fuelling three and a half minutes later. <Four-Seven-Niner> Right, that's enough to get us all the way to Florida. <Four-Seven-Niner> Or at least, where Florida used to be. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shakes his head mournfully. * Four-Seven-Niner replaces the fuelling tube and steps back into the Falcon. <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay, we're good to go. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We'll not need to go that far, fortunately. Right then, back into it. * Four-Seven-Niner waits for Wyoming to board and then takes off, due northwest. * Four-Seven-Niner glances down as the lush forests end and the sparkling water stretches over the horizon. <Four-Seven-Niner> At least we're not missing out on all the scenery. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> A shame we couldn't get away from quite all of the larger world. Let's try the Colonies next time, shall we? Emerald Cove? <Four-Seven-Niner> Sounds good to me. <Four-Seven-Niner> If the Covenant doesn't glass it first... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming accesses the public Chatter network with Gamma's help, and quickly reserves a pair of tickets to get up the elevator through someone that owes him a favor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sits back, finally taking a moment to enjoy the view from Four-Seven-Niner's aircraft. * Four-Seven-Niner becomes bored two hours into the quiet flight and decides to ask after all. <Four-Seven-Niner> So, uh...Reggie. <Four-Seven-Niner> About last night... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming smiles fondly. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes? <Four-Seven-Niner> What did you...think? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming swallows nervously, pausing for a moment before answering, his hand feeling the ring still tucked in his pocket. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I can't remember the last time I had a night like it before. I hope you had a similarly positive experience. <Four-Seven-Niner> Haha, yeah. <Four-Seven-Niner> Don't get me started on my ex. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> By all means. * Four-Seven-Niner takes the indication to start ranting. <Four-Seven-Niner> I couldn't stand him sometimes. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's like that was all he thought about. Like I wasn't even a person. <Four-Seven-Niner> Just someone to satisfy his erotic fantasies. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming settles back, quite amused. <Four-Seven-Niner> I mean, it has to mean something, doesn't it? <Four-Seven-Niner> And if you want it twice a day, I'd have to draw the line. <Four-Seven-Niner> Not to mention, he was, what, four and a half inches? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming laughs. <Four-Seven-Niner> Of course, that's only the start of it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I don't know if I'll have the energy for twice a day much longer. <Four-Seven-Niner> That'd suit me just fine. <Four-Seven-Niner> I wish my ex had half the brains you did. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So where is he now? * Four-Seven-Niner grimaces. <Four-Seven-Niner> He was on Arcadia when it got glassed in '49. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I see. Shock trooper? <Four-Seven-Niner> Nah. <Four-Seven-Niner> Lazy bastard couldn't even stand up for himself, no less anyone else. <Four-Seven-Niner> Just one of the civilians slaughtered by the Covenant. <Four-Seven-Niner> It wasn't even a year after we divorced when it happened. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Divorced? * Four-Seven-Niner sighs. <Four-Seven-Niner> He was a real slimeball, but even he didn't deserve to die the way he did. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ah. You'd probably laugh if I offered my sympathies, but I thought you wouldn't have wanted him dead. <Four-Seven-Niner> This whole war is tearing through us. <Four-Seven-Niner> And look at us, on the run from some scumbag Innie. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes, well. At least we won't have to live with the latter problem, if all goes according to plan. <Four-Seven-Niner> There's always going to be men like him, Wyoming. <Four-Seven-Niner> Even after the war ends, and who knows when that'll be. <Four-Seven-Niner> That's if the Covenant doesn't wipe us out first. * Four-Seven-Niner spots a line appearing on the horizon. <Four-Seven-Niner> There's Cuba. <Four-Seven-Niner> We need to set down somewhere discreet. <Gamma_AI> I will have a location for you, Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming swings his head out of the side of the Falcon's hold. * Gamma_AI marks a suitable spot on the Falcon's navigation screen. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, unless you want to abandon this over-water and swim for it, there's a nice cove on the West coast. <Four-Seven-Niner> That'll take too long. <Four-Seven-Niner> Besides, how are we going to haul our gear across the water? <Gamma_AI> Take this route to avoid detection. * Gamma_AI adds a line leading to the spot. * Four-Seven-Niner follows the route and sets the Falcon down at the designated location. <Four-Seven-Niner> Vehicle graveyard. Nice spot. <Four-Seven-Niner> Looks like they put the scraps here during the wars before the Covenant. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks over an outdated Cougar AFV. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I've seen these in action. Nice, but too conspicuous. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm guessing we'll take the ATV. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I could always call a cab. <Four-Seven-Niner> Sure. * Four-Seven-Niner takes off her flight gear and weapons and stows them into the suitcase. * Four-Seven-Niner slips her pistol into her pocket. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming makes a quick Chatter call, and in less than an hour he and Four-Seven-Niner have arrived at the Centennial OE's base. * Four-Seven-Niner looks around the base. <Four-Seven-Niner> Not a bad set-up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma, why don't you go ahead and scramble their security's detection. <Gamma_AI> Okay. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hauls most of their gear in cases, Her Majesty in a guitar case. <Four-Seven-Niner> So where's your friend? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> He doesn't want to see me. He still owes me, but he'd probably burst in anger if we met face to face. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I cheated him in a, uh. . . business deal, you know, the Freelancer kind, and in the end saved his life so he'd still owe me. <Four-Seven-Niner> I see. * Four-Seven-Niner grins. <Four-Seven-Niner> Sounds like something you would do. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Here, the way around back is clear. Military used, mostly. <Four-Seven-Niner> You haven't told me yet, but what are you planning to get out of this? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming and Four-Seven-Niner go through check-in and baggage without incident, the metal detectors not catching a thing. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, ah. I had to make a few visits here and there. Transactions, and all. <Four-Seven-Niner> How are we going to find this Jonathan Ulan? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I don't intend to. Where I'm going, he can't reach, which brings me to another point. . . <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks around the terminal, and pulls Four-Seven-Niner to a corner where they won't be heard. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sophie, I'm not planning to go back to the other Freelancers and the UNSC. But I'm also not going to run away while humanity is being butchered. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That corvette I mentioned, the Blacktip. <Four-Seven-Niner> What about it? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I bought it, and stocked it with weapons and enough countermeasures to throw off an ONI Prowler. I'm going to fight this war, on my own terms. * Four-Seven-Niner is silent at this revelation. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'm rather guilty for not telling you this sooner. <Four-Seven-Niner> No, I should have guessed. <Four-Seven-Niner> You really don't trust them, huh? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Not a bit after they don't need me. And one way or another, it's going to end soon. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sophie, the UNSC is humanity's best chance for survival, and I want to help them. But I can't trust them, so I'll fight this war my way. . . on my own, if I have to. <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, if that's the case... <Four-Seven-Niner> ...you can count me in. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming crosses through the boarding tube into his own new Blacktip-class corvette, docked at the Wayward Rest station atop the Orbital Elevator. <Four-Seven-Niner> Nice ride. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sets down his heavy gear. <Four-Seven-Niner> Happen to have a Pelican or two on board? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just enough room for two dropships in a small hangar, although we've only got one. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Haven't thought of a name for her yet, though. <Four-Seven-Niner> I think Four-Seven-Niner is fine. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's grown on me. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming chuckles. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That'll do. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And I thought you weren't that much of a workaholic. <Four-Seven-Niner> Old habits die hard, I guess. <Four-Seven-Niner> Let's get out of here.

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia leans over a workbench in his safehouse, frowning down at his armor. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob, get over here. * Engineer_Bob chirps and drifts over to the workbench. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This integration process looks screwy to me. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Are you sure you did it right? * Engineer_Bob chirps insistently and waves his tentacles in protest. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I don't know, these readings just look off. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'd appreciate it if we didn't screw this armor up less than a week after I haul it out of storage. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> They're kinda hard to come by, you know? * Engineer_Bob picks up a component and waves it at Georgia, chirping angrily. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia raises his hands defensively. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Okay, I get it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You're the tech genius around here, not me. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Sorry I doubted you. Sheesh. * Engineer_Bob chirps contentedly, immsersed in his work once again. He examines the remains of a small pistol-shaped evice, which are spread out on a separate table. With innate precision, he delves deeper into the armor's inner workings with two tentacles while examining the shattered pistol with the others. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'd tell you to hurry things up, but I'm guessing you'll just talk back to me again, won't you? * Engineer_Bob ignores Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And this is why I don't work with artists. * ODST_Leader (9968b078@gateway/web/freenode/ip.153.104.176.120) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia reaches into one of his coat pockets as a communicator rings. He sees who it is, shakes his head, and answers it. <ODST_Leader> About time! <ODST_Leader> Do you know how long I've been trying to get in touch? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances back at Bob. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I've got an idea. <ODST_Leader> Listen, our preparations are almost ready. Are you in or out? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Our? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I thought you said you weren't in charge of anything anymore. <ODST_Leader> Maybe I lied. <ODST_Leader> We're not up to the old strength yet, but it's enough to man our ship and assemble away teams. <ODST_Leader> But we still need an edge if we're going to pull this off. <ODST_Leader> An edge that you and your little... friend can give us. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm still waiting to hear an offer. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Besides, I don't like signing on with people who won't cut clean with me on what they're really up to. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Last time I did that, things didn't exactly blow over so well. <ODST_Leader> What, you think I'll just blab everything over a channel like this? <ODST_Leader> Ever since you got our encryption tech killed, I'm having to rely on second-rate slicers to run our coms. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glowers at the communicator. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Take it up with Texas. <ODST_Leader> Oh, I plan to. <ODST_Leader> But not yet. <ODST_Leader> We have more important work to do. And believe me, there's plenty of cash in it for you. <ODST_Leader> Cash and, well, some other perks. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia checks the computer banks monitoring the safe house's security system. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I dunno. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I was never really into the whole blowing up innocent people thing you guys seem to be into these days. <ODST_Leader> You bastard, don't you dare go lumping us in with shitbags like that. <ODST_Leader> You know that's not what we're after. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, until I know exactly what you're after I'm inclined to lump you in with whoever I want. * ODST_Leader sighs. <ODST_Leader> Fine, you surly asshole. <ODST_Leader> I can't tell you everything, but we'll be going behind enemy lines. <ODST_Leader> We were doing that before the Freelancers started fucking with us, but this time we'll be going even deeper. <ODST_Leader> Georgia, I know we're not exactly friends right now, but I need you. You and the engineer. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances back at Bob. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And if we don't want to do it? <ODST_Leader> Damn it, this is about the greater good! <ODST_Leader> Even if the UNSC wins this war, they'll be just as oppressive as ever! <ODST_Leader> We need to move now, get working on a way to get the colonies out from under its heel before its too late. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hm. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm not sure about this. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> The UNSC tends to pay pretty well. <ODST_Leader> What the hell's your problem, Georgia? Whose side are you on, anyway? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grins and throws himself into a tattered armchair. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Mine. * ODST_Leader growls. <ODST_Leader> Like I said. <ODST_Leader> It'll be worth your while. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fine, I'll tag along on your little treasure hunt. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But I want access to whatever it is we find out there. <ODST_Leader> That's doable. I'll arrange for a generous paycheck as long as you bring the engineer with you. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Alright, but he stays with me. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You make a move on him and you'll find out what a pain in the ass I can really be. <ODST_Leader> Yeah, yeah. <ODST_Leader> You're all talk, Georgia. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's what Director Church thought, too. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hear about what happened to him? <ODST_Leader> We've heard bits and pieces. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lands the Pelican down in an abandoned courtyard a block from Georgia's safehouse. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps out and looks around. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So don't screw with me, pay my bills, and don't touch Bob, and we'll get along just fine. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shuts off the communicator. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hm, not exactly a friendly neighourhood. * Engineer_Bob chirps excitedly, gesturing for Georgia to come look at the armor. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That was faster than I was expecting. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas follows the signal emitted from tracker she had attached to Georgia's gauntlet when she helped him to his feet in the director's facility. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You really are getting better with this, aren't you. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas moves through the block quickly but silently. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up to the dingy-looking safehouse. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia strides over to the armor and glances down at it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So, will it work? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I gotta give you credit, Georgia. No one would stop by to look for you here. * Engineer_Bob lets out an irritated chirp. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out her dual SMGs and approaches the door noiselessly. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, yeah, you're wonderful and everything you touch turns to gold. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Jeez. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas attaches a satchel charge to the door and sets a timer. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes cover adjacent to the door. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia slips off his overcoat and slides a gauntlet over one of his hands. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Five... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances down at the wrist. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Four... <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What the hell? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Three... * Engineer_Bob chirps urgently, suddenly agitated. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Two... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sees the tracker. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> One... <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh shit. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas waits for the explosion to blow the door open and charges inside. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia hears the explosion. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sweeps the room with her SMGs, only to find the first landing unoccupied. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Damn it! <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob, get to cover. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas moves cautiously through the first level, ready for any traps. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grabs a small datapad and enters a code, activating several booby traps on the first floor. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas makes her way to the stairs, her guns sweeping both directions. * Engineer_Bob quickly assembles the remaining armor pieces and begins arranging them for Georgia to put on. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas dashes up the stairs and reaches another door. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps on the topmost stair and is suddenly blasted by explosives hidden in the walls. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Agh! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia straps on the armor as quickly as he can, teeth gritted from the pressure. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gets up, shakes her head, and backs down a few stairs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob, I said get to cover! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas makes a running jump up the stairs, leaps over the gaping hole between the staircase and the second floor, and kicks the door open. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tumbles through but quickly recovers, taking aim at Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grabs his coat and throws it in Texas's line of fire. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia seizes an SMG from a nearby table. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoots through the coat, punching it full of holes and landing a few hits on Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia dives behind a pillar, still helmetless. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Knock knock. * Engineer_Bob floats over to the security controls. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Evening. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia breaks cover and fires on Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees the engineer, and runs for it while making suppressing fire on Georgia. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm taking this thing with me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You cooperate and I won't have to kill you. * Engineer_Bob activates several security turrets, which focus on Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Oh, shit. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, I'm not sure he wants to go... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas rolls behind a fridge as gunfire sprays around her. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia tosses a grenade at the fridge. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas kicks the fridge, sending it crashing into Georgia and the grenade spinning away. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas leaps onto a counter, grabs one of the turrets, rips it off, and uses it to shoot apart the other turrets. * Engineer_Bob manipulates several alarms, sending remote alerts to the local authorities. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reloads one SMG and continues to fire at Georgia with the other. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reloads the second SMG and alternates again. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Stop jumping around, you bastard! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia rolls behind a crate, clipping his SMG to his leg. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grabs the engineer and runs for the balcony. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas leaps off the balcony and lands in the courtyard. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up to see herself surrounded by ODSTs. * ODST_Leader appears at the ledge, flying a cannoned-up Hornet. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Oh, shit. <ODST_Leader> There you are... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia strides over to the ledge, slipping on his helmet. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas notes how the ODSTs are holding fire because of the engineer. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas maintains a firm grip on the engineer and runs towards the hornet, one SMG firing at the closest ODSTs. <ODST_Leader> Shit! <ODST_Leader> Hold fire, hold fire! <ODST_Leader> Get to cover, all of you! * ODST_Leader flies up out of reach. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas cuts through the circle of ODSTs and runs vertically up the wall. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas leaps onto the rooftop and runs across the apartments. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia leaps from the safehouse and lands in the courtyard. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas makes it to the Pelican but turns to see the Falcon is still on her. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Goddammit... * Engineer_Bob discreetly slips his tentacles around Texas's armor and opens several pannels at once. * Engineer_Bob chirps. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hey! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoves Bob away and into the passenger bay. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas seals the hatch. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia dashes over to the leader's Hornet. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out her weapons, now unhindered and ready to take on the ODST. <ODST_Leader> Congratulations, asshole, you fucked everything up. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, good to see you too. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out a BR55 with a grenade launcher attachment. <ODST_Leader> So what are you going to do about this? <ODST_Leader> No engineer, no pay! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas aims down her sights at the Hornet's rotors. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You idiot, incoming! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fires a trio of grenades at the Hornet. <ODST_Leader> Oh, no you don't. * ODST_Leader pulls up at the last second. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas misses twice but manages to damage one of the rotors. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reloads the grenade launcher, aims, but realizes the Hornet is moving too much. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia stalks away, pushing his way through the ODSTs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Goddamn it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Keep her distracted. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And try not to get yourselves killed. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas dashes up to the rooftop again and fires at the Hornet with the Battle Rifle's 9.5mm rounds. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia heads for Texas's Pelican. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees the Hornet pulled away, and turns her attention to the other ODSTs. * ODST_Leader fires rockets at Texas while his ODSTs try to suppress her. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out her SMGs and cuts through them with a hundred twenty rounds of deadly gunfire. <ODST_Leader> Shit! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas rolls away from the explosions, intent on taking out the ODSTs. * ODST_Leader opens up with his miniguns. <ODST_Leader> Everyone, pull back! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas ducks behind a protruding column. * ODST_Leader fires more rockets as the surviving ODSTs scramble for cover. <ODST_Leader> Switch to grenades and AP rounds, now! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reloads and moves out of cover, taking aim. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Oh, shit. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is thrown back as several explosions land near her, throwing her off the roof. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lands in the courtyard on her stomach, her weapons clattering away. <ODST_Leader> Now! <ODST_Leader> Kill that bitch! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up and spots Georgia behind her Pelican's controls. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Fuck... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas scrambles to her feet and runs at the Pelican. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia guns the engines on Texas's Pelican, lifting off into the sky. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grabs onto the Pelican's landing gear, and dangles precariously in the air. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas struggles to maintain her grip, but is having difficulty. * ODST_Leader sights up on Texas with his miniguns. <ODST_Leader> This is for Connie, bitch. * ODST_Leader opens fire. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Argh! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is hit multiple times, and loses her grip. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas plummets thirty feet through the air and crashes through a rooftop into an abandoned apartment, rolling back out into the courtyard in a heap. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas groans and struggles to stand up, and sees herself surrounded by at least twenty ODSTs. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas goes for her weapon, only to realize she has none. * ODST_Leader takes aim with the Hornet. <ODST_Leader> Alright. <ODST_Leader> This ends here. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lunges for the nearest ODST, determined to fight her way out. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia swings the Pelican around and brings it between the Leader and Tex. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hold fire. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia opens the loudspeakers. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Texas, if you want to live I suggest you surrender. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Right now. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas responds by punching a fist through the Pelican's window, grabbing at Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grabs Texas's arm and pins it with both hands. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Get her! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas struggles to free herself from Georgia's grip. * ODST_Leader growls, but holds his fire. <ODST_Leader> You heard him! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas opens her palm and flicks something in her hand with her thumb. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas holds up the grenade to Georgia's face. * ODST_Leader brings his Hornet down and leaps out. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Same to you, Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks at the grenade, unperturbed. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You won't. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I lose an arm. You lose your head. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'll live, you won't. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fair enough. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Get her. * ODST_Leader hurls one of his hatchets at Texas's arm. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Ugh! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas falls back as her right arm is severed. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You lose an arm, I keep my head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I like that deal better. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tries to get up but is pinned down by the group of ODSTs. * ODST_Leader approaches. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You. <ODST_Leader> You. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia steps out of the Pelican, Bob in tow. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Nice work, pal. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas glares up at Georgia. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I should have killed you after all. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hey, you came after me this time. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Maybe you should have brought Carolina along. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You could have used the backup. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas bristles. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> This is personal. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What'd I do this time? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I need the engineer. You know that. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs and shakes his head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hear that, Bob? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You're popular these days. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> "Bob"? <ODST_Leader> Alright, can it, both of you. * ODST_Leader draws his pistol and aims at Texas's head. <ODST_Leader> Now, give me a reason why I shouldn't cap this bitch right here. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares down the barrel defiantly at the ODST. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out a dog tag from around her neck. * ODST_Leader aims at the arm. <ODST_Leader> Keep still, or I'll take the other one. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas presses the side of the dog tag, revealing the datachip inside. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tosses it at the ODST. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> This belongs to someone you cared about. * ODST_Leader catches it. <ODST_Leader> What? * ODST_Leader looks at it for a moment, then inserts it into his helmet. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks on curiously. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hey, what's that? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> None of your business. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia aims a mild kick at Texas's leg. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> No talking, prisoner. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas wraps her foot around Georgia's ankle and sends him sprawling. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oof. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I still have two of these. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Okay. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia gets to his feet. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I guess I had that one coming. * ODST_Leader bows his head, immersed in what is going on inside his helmet. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks back to the ODST. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I don't know what you're after. But this was why the director wanted the engineer. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's also why I went to take him down a week ago. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas glances at Georgia. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He had something to do with it as well. * ODST_Leader follows her gaze. <ODST_Leader> Oh really? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Alright, what's the big secret? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm really confused over here. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> As a matter of fact, he knows a lot more about all this than he's letting on. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Probably thinking the less you knew, the more money goes to him. * ODST_Leader sighs wearily. <ODST_Leader> Yeah, that sounds like Georgia, all right. <ODST_Leader> Too bad I trust him a hell of a lot more than I trust you. <ODST_Leader> And that's saying something. * ODST_Leader returns the pistol to his hip. <ODST_Leader> Restrain her. <ODST_Leader> Use everything you've got. <ODST_Leader> I don't want her getting loose. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoves aside an ODST. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Connie trusted me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I just realized it too late. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Because somewhere between her doing whatever she was with you, and when she left us. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> She was the one that drew the line between us and the director. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And between you and the UNSC. <ODST_Leader> You shut up now. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pushes a second ODST that tries to approach her. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm not saying you have to trust me. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas punches a third ODST in the face. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I'm going to ask you...which side of this line are you on? <ODST_Leader> Will one of you clowns pin her down? * Engineer_Bob floats away from Georgia and hovers down beside Texas. * Engineer_Bob chirps. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Not the best idea, Bob. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> She's still got some fight left in her. * Engineer_Bob burrows a single tentacle into Texas's neck and chirps softly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas crumples and collapses to the ground. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Huh. * Engineer_Bob flies back to Georgia and gives an irritated huff. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, yeah. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll stop doubting you. <ODST_Leader> Alright, think you can manage restraining her now that she's out cold? * ODST_Leader steps aside as the ODSTs pile over Texas. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia approaches the Leader, Bob in tow. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So, what was all that about? <ODST_Leader> Right now it's none of your business. <ODST_Leader> We saved your ass back there. You owe us, now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And if it weren't for me, you'd have gotten slaughtered. * Engineer_Bob chirps and slaps Georgia lightly around the helmet. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, and Bob was great too. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What was all that about Connie? <ODST_Leader> I'll tell you later. <ODST_Leader> Right now, all you need to do is get your gear together. <ODST_Leader> You're coming with us. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia steps forward, thinks better of it, and relents. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fine. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Whatever you say... boss. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances back at Texas, who is being loaded into an armored truck. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What about her? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You aren't seriously thinking of bringing her with us, are you? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Because that's the stupidest idea I've heard in a while. <ODST_Leader> You're the one who stopped me from blowing her head off. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Locking her on board a ship with me in a pressurized environment really wasn't what I had in mind. <ODST_Leader> I have some questions to ask her. <ODST_Leader> Now stop questioning my orders, or I'll dock your pay. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Ooh, you're playing for keeps now, aren't you? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Just don't say I didn't warn you when she breaks out and blows us all to kingdom come. <ODST_Leader> Fine. <ODST_Leader> You can gloat all you want if that happens. <ODST_Leader> Now get ready to leave. <ODST_Leader> We're moving out. * ODST_Leader has quit (Quit: Page closed)

<font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana steps out of the interrogation room. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hey, Mont. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hey. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You been interrogated yet? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> The interrogation can wait. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont, have you seen Tex? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> She's disappeared. Took a Pelican and left. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Any idea where? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> No clue. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm not sure whether we should go look for them or just come clean and tell the UNSC. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...Is she looking for that Engineer, perhaps? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The engineer? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> No one's seen where it disappeared to. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Tex is missing. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Not with ONI prowling around the ship. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Still on vacation, probably. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> In the amazon, somewhere. but I'm afraid something exciting will happen while I'm gone. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't think the UNSC is letting anyone off for a while. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana sighs. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Screw it. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We need to find out what the hell is going on. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Let's go find Wyoming and Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Maybe they have some idea where Tex is. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hopefully. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You two with me? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Yes.

<Jonathan_Ulan__> WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED OUT THERE!? <Jonathan_Ulan__> HOW COULD YOU LOSE THEM!? <Jonathan_Ulan__> I SHOULD HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR THIS!!!! <Jonathan_Ulan__> YOU TOLD THEM WHAT?! <Jonathan_Ulan__> WHY DID YOU TELL THEM!? <Jonathan_Ulan__> I THOUGHT I TOLD ALL OF YOU TO COMMIT SUICIDE IN CASE OF CAPTURE! <Jonathan_Ulan__> GET OUT OF MY SIGHT CORPORAL! <Jonathan_Ulan__> NOW! * Jonathan_Ulan__ places his head in his hands, and begins praying in Polish <Jonathan_Ulan__> Lord, give me the strength to go through with my crusade, as you gave your life for us * Jonathan_Ulan__ picks up a portrait of he and his squad days before their deaths by Wyoming <Jonathan_Ulan__> Good men * Jonathan_Ulan__ picks up a thick binder, and begins flipping through it, looking at his list of enemies <Jonathan_Ulan__> Ah, here he is * Jonathan_Ulan__ finds Wyoming's profile <Jonathan_Ulan__> (Hisses) And there she is * Jonathan_Ulan__ pulls out his profile on Montana as well * Jonathan_Ulan__ calls his unit inside <Jonathan_Ulan__> All of you, inside now, I need to brief you * Jonathan_Ulan__ pins up the profiles on a corkboard, and begins to brief them on Wyoming and Montana <Jonathan_Ulan__> Men, these two are now your top enemies <Jonathan_Ulan__> The one in the white armor here is Agent Wyoming, a sniper. Keep clear and saturate the area with gunfire if you see him. Bring at least two counter snipers if you ever attack him, and air support <Jonathan_Ulan__> The one in the gray with the rogue helmet is Montana. Stealth and interrogation specialist. See her, take your shots carefully, and if you are about to be captured, shoot yourself <Jonathan_Ulan__> Or commit suicide in any way for that matter <Jonathan_Ulan__> I don't want anyone to give up any info on us <Jonathan_Ulan__> Grenadiers, that is the end of this briefing, dismissed

<font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_South <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine (79dc7c30@gateway/web/freenode/ip.121.220.124.48) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Count us in too. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> South? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Maine. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North told me Tex is missing. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I assume that's what you guys are discussing? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well, I've been let go because North told the ONI officers I've been out of it for most of the action. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I figure I might as well do something to make up for lost time. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South glances at Maine. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And you know how Maine doesn't really talk after that mission I apparently didn't take part in. <font color=#BC4B00>< <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine <font color=#BC4B00>> *growl* <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana hesitates momentarily, then nods. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Alright. Let's go. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Think anyone else can come with us? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Wash is still in interrogation. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana leads everyone to the hangar bay. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan follows Mont <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Aw shit, it's guarded. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Not to worry. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The only things that'll launch fast enough are the escape pods. Come on. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana heads to the lifeboat launch bays with the others. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Guarded as well. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Nothing for it then. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Gonna have to do a little collateral damage. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You guys ready? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine smacks his fist into his palm. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Are you sure this is a good idea? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Unless you want to kill them. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I like the way you think. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan scoots beside a guard <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South casually walks up to the guards. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana approaches another guard. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hello. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South slugs the guard hard in the face, sending him to the ground. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana punches another guard in the face, slamming the back of his head against the wall and giving him a concussion. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan elbows the third guard's stomach into the wall <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Go! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana taps the control panel and opens the hatch to the lifeboat. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South picks a seat and straps in. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana takes the lifeboat's controls. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> All aboard. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine straps in across from South. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan runs into the pod. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana closes the hatch and launches the pod. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Aren't they gonna be coming after us? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Probably. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan flies into the rear door <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> OW! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hold onto something. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana tilts the approach angle and has the lifeboat plummetting headfirst towards the surface. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Whoo! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I am now becoming part of the door! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> MY LEG ARMOR MAY BE MELTING! * ONI_commando (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to ONI_commando * ONI_commando approaches Missouri. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> What it is, soldier? <ONI_commando> Sir, we have a lifeboat making an unauthorized launch from bay 17. <ONI_commando> The guards have been knocked unconscious. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> That is....most unfortunate. <ONI_commando> The Lieutenant Commander has ordered you follow them with an ONI team and bring them back. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> They're not coming back, soldier. If they're running...but orders are orders. <ONI_commando> We're not sure who left yet, but once we make a head count, we'll inform you. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Get the team to the bay, I'll meet them there. <ONI_commando> Yes, sir. * ONI_commando heads off. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri proceeds to the hangar