RP:Red vs Blue: Revolution/Episode 5

 Episode V: The Day of Reckoning

 Carolina, the director wasn't at the snow base.  We did find South though.  * Agent_Carolina frowns at the mention of South, eyes narrowing.  The director gave her the Lambda AI and left her to wait for us.  He gave her an AI?  Yeah.  The Alpha's jealousy, no less. <Agent_Texas> What a perfect fit for South, huh. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Almost too perfect. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, she's in recovery, and North is watching her like a hawk. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There's something else too... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...yesterday, Wyoming found out his wife was alive. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> The director had taken her when he refused to join Project Freelancer at first. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He experimented with the AIs on her. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> See what they did when they were put into someone's head. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> By the time Wyoming got to her...she was barely alive. And...then she died. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina listens with a gradually tightening expression, hands curled into fists. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> All this time...I never knew the director would stoop so low. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> One more reason to put him down. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I could have blown apart his entire facility with the Mother of Invention's MAC gun... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...but I didn't want to risk losing Alpha in the process. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I didn't want to be like him, sacrificing others in the line of duty. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Even if he is an AI...he's important to me. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'd rather blow his fucking head off. At point blank range. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And yeah, I want to see the director die. To make sure he doesn't come back to haunt me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> One other thing, Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Mordred, the mercenary, has Sigma. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And it turns out he was Georgia. One of ours. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Mordred. That little bastard. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We're going to get the director first though. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina exhales explosively, pent up anger escaping. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's kind of funny, how I spent all my time trying to beat you when I should have been smashing his face into a fucking wall. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's funny how I listened to him for so long. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> We've got all the reason in the universe to wipe him off the map. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Well, how else did he expect to keep us from doubting him? Make us go at each other's throats, we're distracted. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I just can't believe I fell for that... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. I figured. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He turned the twins on each other. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He let Sigma take over Maine. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He made me a Freelancer even though he didn't have to. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> We'll get him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina brushes loose strands of hair out of her face, shaking her head. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Last night, the ship was attacked again. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Attacked? By who? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But this time, Mordred...Georgia...took something else. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What did he take? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> The Epsilon unit, containing the Alpha's memory of me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's with the director now. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Cal went with him, so did South. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I put a level-zero directive on Cal and Maine wiped him out. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But South took a little longer to bring back. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Have you taken the AI from her? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Anyway, augmentations should be fully integrated by the end of the week. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Means you guys don't have to sleep for eight hours on end anymore. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> These guys really like attacking us while most of us are under. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns her head suddenly, as if listening to someone whisper, then winces. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Ever get the feeling your AI don't like it when you talk about the others?

<font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stands up, not quite drunk, but red in the face, and heads toward medbay. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South turns to look at Wyoming as he enters. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks to a bench and takes a seat, stone-faced. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stares at South. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh hey, Wyoming. Just decided to drop in, huh? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming remains silent. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You just gonna stare at me all day? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You have no idea. . . <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What, how stupid I was? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> How grateful I should be to the director? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why, because my brother wants to decide what's best for me? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming gets up and walks to South's bedside. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You have no, idea! How lucky you are! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South scoffs. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I guess even he doesn't think of us as two different people. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You're lucky because after everything you've done, everyone you've tried to kill, you've still got someone who cares for you! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming steps back, anger fading. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Cares for me. Yeah, right. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What does North want to do, lock me up for the rest of my life? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Because he doesn't have the guts to kill me? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I can't tell you what he'll do about you, South. But I do know he'll never stop loving you. It's all he can do. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So he can pretend to be righteous by letting me live for no reason? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> He has a reason, South. You're his sister. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South looks away. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> He's just another person, Wyoming. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Just because I had the luck to be related to him doesn't mean he should try to control me. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming grabs the side of the door. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> The director and everyone else- <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> They never saw us as different people. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That's all I wanted. To be my own person. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And I never got that chance. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So I had to play dirty to get it, so what? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'm not ashamed of that. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What would you know about that, Wyoming. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You and everyone else in the damn project got to be an individual. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I don't know how lucky I am? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That's rich. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Maybe your own person, should be someone you'd be proud of. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming steps out. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South rolls her eyes and lies back in her bed.

* Eta_AI (~Sonasauru@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Eta_AI * Iota_AI (~Sonasauru@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Iota_AI <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I shut Omega off. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Although... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Sigma somehow managed to unlock him when I got close to him. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> That one is dangerous. <Eta_AI> Carolina... <Iota_AI> Carolina... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glowers and shifts uneasily. <Eta_AI> Sigma... <Iota_AI> ...and Zeta... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm warning you, start in with the muttering again and I'm turning you off...! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You think the director knew about this when he agreed to give you both AIs? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I felt like he said yes too quickly. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I keep thinking about getting one removed, but the combat payoff... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They help you a lot? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I've... gotten used to the benefits. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Do you feel any stronger from the augmentations? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina flexes her hands. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I haven't drilled in days. But everything feels... better. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, at least I'm not safeguarding the forty-something of you at night for nothing. <Eta_AI> Georgia... <Iota_AI> ...Mordred... <Eta_AI> ...traitor... <Iota_AI> ...one of us... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina winces again. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> If you're not going to make sense, shut up. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What are they saying? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Georgia, Mordred, something about being a traitor, "one of us." <Eta_AI> Sigma... <Iota_AI> ...Meta... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> So they know. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't talk about Met—about Agent Maine. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Maine? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He's been fine ever since we removed Sigma from his head. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They called him... Meta. Whatever the fuck that means. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I think they're talking about Sigma seeking metastability. <Eta_AI> Meta... <Iota_AI> ...stability... <Eta_AI> ...Zeta... <Iota_AI> ...Sigma. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina seems to shiver. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Carolina? Sure you can cope with this? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina waves dismissively. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm fine. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I can deal with it. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm guessing you want to have a word with South. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Maybe she can tell us where the director is. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I want more than a word. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> She's in the recovery bay. Come on. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> See you later, York. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks with Carolina to recovery. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods as Carolina and Tex pass. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas nods to Wyoming. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas enters the recovery bay and nods to Virginia, who is already there. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia nods back <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh, if it isn't the skipper herself. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> To what do I owe this pleasure, Carolina? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina approaches South with arms crossed, mouth set in a grim line. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I wouldn't be a smartass right now if I were you, South. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Why not, it's not like I have anything left to lose, is there? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North made sure of that... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I could name a few things. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh, I'm terrified. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Or would you rather I demonstrate? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You know, I really don't give a shit what happens at this point. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> If I even try, I'll just get screwed over. Again. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Stop feeling sorry for yourself, South. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We have some questions for you. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Right now I wouldn't give a shit if you killed me. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And why should I answer? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You're lucky North doesn't want anything bad to happen to you. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh, I'm so grateful right now. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You should be. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We need to find the director, and you know where he is. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You always wanted to be an individual, South. Well, congratulations - all eyes are on you now, and I couldn't care less about what North wants for you. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You're too kind, Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas suddenly grabs South and hoists her up. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia looks up <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why don't you do something right for once? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You're supposed to be one of us. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Put me down, Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She doesn't take orders from you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Answer the question. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Where. Is. The. Director. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> He's in one of his facilities, still tearing apart that AI you care so much about. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Which. One? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South shrugs. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> He doesn't tell me everything. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> He knew there was a chance I could be captured. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Right, I've had enough of this. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas yanks Omega out of her head and places it in front of South's face. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You can either tell me, or I'll stick this in your head and I'll find out myself. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And in case you're wondering, Omega isn't the nicest of AIs. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stares at the fragment, a glimmer of apprehension in her eyes for the first time. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia raises an eyebrow at the mention of omega <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What's it gonna be, South? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> There's...there's a valley five hundred klicks southeast of the snow mountains. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> The facility is dug in there. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You got a map? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South slowly takes out a data chip from under her pillow. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas snatches the chip. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Thank you, South. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoves South back into bed. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Now behave while we're gone. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Another mission so soon? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> The Director doesn't rest. Why should we? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas glances at Virginia. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You don't have to come. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Well Wyoming... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wyoming... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...if you don't want to come, I'd understand. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pushes off from the wall and stands ready. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No, I do. It'll be good to get off the ship, I think. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay. Let's go then. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas calls Four-Seven-Niner as they head out of the recovery bay. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming waits to follow the others out. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Whomever you decide to be. . . good luck. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming leaves. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina strides after Texas, looking a bit pale. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia follows behind Carolina <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South watches as everyone leaves and mutters under her breath, "Nice knowing you." <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia shoots South a glance <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stops at the armoury with the others. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming retrieves a standard-issue sniper rifle, a sidearm, and a pair of fragmentation grenades. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma, are you online? <Gamma_AI> Yes. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes a pair of M6Cs, a combat knife, some grenades, and a BR55. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Temporal distortion unit ready? <Gamma_AI> Err. <Gamma_AI> Odd, it is...missing. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia grabs an Assault Rifle, a Pistol, fragmentation grenades, and a grenade launcher <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Error. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Great. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina starts loading weapons onto her armor, then stops and turns to Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> There's something I need to take care of before we find the Director. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> These... AI. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I don't need them. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Are you sure? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> All this time, I thought the Director could make me better. The best. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> These AI are just his tools. Way I see it, he'll find some way to make me screw up. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Maybe. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I haven't used Omega because he sometimes...overtakes me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I never got rid of him, because... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...because when we find Alpha, I don't just want to save him... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...I want to put him back together. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> That's why I wanted to get Zeta back from Mordred. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's attention is caught. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks at Wyoming. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> All of him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Are you sure that's a good idea? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> As long as Sigma becomes a part of the Alpha, and not the other way around. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe you're right. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But I'd rather have these guys riding in my pocket than my brain. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Whatever you think is right, Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Just...don't lose them. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina reaches up to pull the chip from the back of her neck, then frowns. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks down at her battle rifle. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I could have blown the director's facility apart with the Mother of Invention. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I didn't want to risk damaging Alpha. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Maybe I should have just ended it. Killed them both and gotten some... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...closure. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks at Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But do you really want closure? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> In the end, I decided that I can't let Alpha go. Not if there's a chance I can save him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tries to yank the chip again, but her fist closes on empty air. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas notices. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What is it? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They... don't want me to. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Maybe this is a sign you should take them out <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, they can't control what I do. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hold still. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks up behind Carolina. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wait... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma, any insight here? * Omega_AI (~Sonasauru@bas1-ottawa09-2925289042.dsl.bell.ca) has joined #halo-fanon <Omega_AI> NO! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Aagh! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas falls to her knees. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns sharply, glaring. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia jumps back from Tex * Gamma_AI starts muttering under his breath. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Fuck... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas moves to take Omega out of her head. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Damn...AI... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reaches to shut off Gamma. * Gamma_AI (~Sonasauru@bas1-ottawa09-2925289042.dsl.bell.ca) has left #halo-fanon ("Standby.") <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Damn double-edged knife. . . <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas slowly stands up. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What just happened... <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> This is one of those times I'm glad I don't have one of them <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tilts her head slightly, one eyebrow quirking. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yeah. . . consider yourself lucky, mate. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wyoming...get him out of my head... <Omega_AI> Do it and you die. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas growls in frustration. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Fine. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's get going. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> When I get a hold of the director, I'll make him take it out. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Come on. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks uncomfortable, raising her hands slowly in a defensive posture. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Forget what I said earlier. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks out of the armoury. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sets his weapons and follows. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina scratches the back of her neck and trails after Wyoming. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia follows uncomfortably <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner, is the Pelican prepped? <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Roger Texas. Ready to go. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Wait we're going to assault the Director's base with only the four of us? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We'll call for backup once we touch down. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No sense getting spotted with a convoy of Pelicans bearing down on the base. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reaches the hangar bay with the others. <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay, you got the location? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tosses Four-Seven-Niner the chip. * Four-Seven-Niner catches it and steps into the cockpit. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia sits down in the pelican <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming boards. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sits down next to the hatch. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes a seat beside Texas, slipping her helmet on. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Ready to go, Four-Seven-Niner. <Four-Seven-Niner> Roger. * Four-Seven-Niner takes off and flies out the hangar. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Y'know, Texas, I noticed something back there. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Eta and Iota... Omega pretty much scares them shitless. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas laughs humourlessly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Omega scares everyone shitless. It's part of his charm. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Even you? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas glares at Virginia as a response. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They say he's... done things. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Do you know what they mean? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas frowns. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I can hear what he's thinking sometimes. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Trust me, they're nothing pleasant. But... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I noticed that even when I've shut him off, he experiences a sort of...savage pleasure... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I told the director, but he said it was just a side-effect. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina clasps her hands together, a nervous gesture. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> At times, I feel like it's connecting me to Wyoming and Maine... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Through their AIs... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I don't know why they're so panicky, but they remember him from somewhere. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> What about the others? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Just them, Virg. I can't explain it. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Maybe their personalities link them <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Deceit, anger, ambition? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hm. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming turns his helmet over, grinning. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Maybe they were the first fragments <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> and it connects them <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Eta and Iota don't have much personality. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They were among the last fragments broken from Alpha. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Maybe there wasn't much left of him. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They're like twins, always talking to each other. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I always thought it was odd, how the director agreed to give them to you so easily. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I can't see them being much help to Wash and South by themselves. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's like...it's like he knew he was meant to give them to you. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> All the more reason for me not to trust them. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> It makes me wonder what happened to the other AI's not assigned an agent? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Oh, the director still has them. What he's doing with them, I don't know. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I'm not sure how I feel that a madman has fifteen some AI's * Four-Seven-Niner flies the Pelican over the mountain range and adjusts trajectory into the valley. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You know, I was just thinking back to a happier time. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas laughs quietly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You mean before I showed up? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> The Christmas party, before we met you, Tex. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> South was dancing on a table, and North was trying to get her down. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And York kept trying to set up mistletoe traps. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I wonder who he was thinking of. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas glances at Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, it certainly wasn't South, but it was amusing. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Until one of them got me... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Wash was just learning how to drink through his helmet, and made himself sick on egg nog. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> It wasn't pretty <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He didn't throw up in his helmet, did he? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I, uh. . . I'd prefer not to say. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I guess everything was easier before the AIs started showing up. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina remains silent. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Things were certainly different for all of us in those days, eh Carolina? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They... sure were. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I guess when you have an AI, or AIs in your head, your thoughts aren't really your own anymore. Or as South likes to put it, you're no longer your own person. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's ironic since she always wanted an AI. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina laughs bitterly. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I was Number One then, Wyoming, but what did it mean? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What did any of this shit mean... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We were happy. Forget the scores. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> The scores don't mean anything now either. And we're still a team. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> That's one thing the director managed to do right. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Even if he had to screw everything else up in the process. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> A pretty small team but a team non the less <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We were happy because we could lie to ourselves back then. Now. . . <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I have no idea what the hell's gonna happen after we bring down the director. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But it can't be worse than what's happening now. <Four-Seven-Niner> We're coming up on the facility in ten, everyone. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay, this is it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Righto, check weapons. * Four-Seven-Niner flies deeper into the valley. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm gonna take us low and go around the mountain. That way they won't see us coming until we're on top of the facility. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Roger <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay, I'm gonna call in the other teams and tell them to get ready to move. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas taps her helmet. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Huh. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> COMs are jammed. Why would... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Four-Seven-Niner, pull out! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Pull out now! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, bullocks. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> What?! * Four-Seven-Niner swears as the Pelican is hit by gunfire. <Four-Seven-Niner> Shit! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Whats going on?! <Four-Seven-Niner> AA guns, scattered all over the valley! <Four-Seven-Niner> Hold onto something! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Fucking hell... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming braces. * Four-Seven-Niner swerves the Pelican, trying to avoid the gunfire that's filling the air. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why the fuck would the director put AA guns in the valley adjacent to the facility? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina growls as audible whispers emit from her helmet speakers. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Knew we should have done some recon. . . <Four-Seven-Niner> These guns are all over the place! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lurches as an explosion is heard from the Pelican's right wing. <Four-Seven-Niner> Damn! <Four-Seven-Niner> We're going down! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grips a handhold and braces as the Pelican spiralls downward. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's gonna be a hard landing, guys. <Four-Seven-Niner> Brace for impact! * Four-Seven-Niner pulls up as much as she can and sends the Pelican into a nosedive. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina braces as shielding appears over her armor. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gets up as smoke fills the cargo bay and alarms and ringing all over the ship. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Four-Seven-Niner, you okay? * Four-Seven-Niner coughs. <Four-Seven-Niner> Fine. * Four-Seven-Niner steps out of the cockpit, clutching a magnum. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming removes himself from the crash harness. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They'll be sending kill teams soon. <Four-Seven-Niner> Whoever shot me down is not gonna have a good day. * Four-Seven-Niner pulls back the slide on her handgun. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stands up, still surrounded by energy shielding. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Virg, you alright? <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia wakes up <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks out the window of the closed hatch. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We're clear for the moment. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes her battle rifle off her back and pulls back the slide. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You okay to move? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Huh what happened? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We're alive. Let's keep it that way. <Four-Seven-Niner> That was the first time I was shot down. And this was my favourite bird too. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina inspects her weapons and chooses a BR55. <Four-Seven-Niner> Right, let me go kill someone. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming opens the hatch. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, you protect Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Roger. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And watch for snipers. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Virg, you're on demolitions. We'll clear out any turrets we find along the way. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> All right I'm up <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Good thing I brought this <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia pulls out grenade launcher <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming makes a heat scan of the local area, but the planet's conditions are interfering. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Blasted good weather. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We had to land in the warm part of the mountains. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tosses Virginia a bandolier of grenades. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I suppose it's better than freezing to death. We should move. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia catches the grenades <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> thanks <Four-Seven-Niner> Hang on a sec. <Four-Seven-Niner> Lemme grab my emergency kit. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming moves close to Four-Seven-Niner. * Four-Seven-Niner goes to rummage through the supplies in the cockpit. <Four-Seven-Niner> Damn smoke... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Suppose you'll have to be Four-Eighty, now. <Four-Seven-Niner> Ha ha. Very funny. * Four-Seven-Niner lightly smacks Wyoming's shoulder. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Want to open the cockpit to vent the smoke? <Four-Seven-Niner> No need, we're ditching this bird anyway. * Four-Seven-Niner grabs the emergency kit. <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay, I'll follow you guys. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina steps carefully out of the hatch, scoping out the area. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps out too, scanning the opposite direction. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tries the COM again but to no avail. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks high, searching for any aircraft coming to confirm a kill. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wyoming, you take point. Four-Seven-Niner, you'll follow Wyoming. I want a staggered formation. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Copy that. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming moves forward. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What's the plan now that we don't have backup? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Four-Seven-Niner, which way is the facility? * Four-Seven-Niner points. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I guess we're going there. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I saw a lot of shit over there <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes a slightly winding path, travelling from one good piece of cover to the next. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Still no aircraft. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I guess those turrets are automated. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Nothing on the ground, either. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> It was kinda disorienting while we were falling from the sky <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Suck it up, kid. You're with our squad now. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Be ready for anything. As far as we know, he's just playing with us. <Four-Seven-Niner> Is it me or is it a little too quiet? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hold up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Got one of those turrets ahead. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Want me to blow it up? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It's an AA gun, automated. No one minding it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Go quietly. Set a det pack on it. I'll cover you. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Roger <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sweeps with his sniper rifle, searching for any hidden enemies. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Which way, Carolina? Over the mountain or around? <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia plants a det pack on the AA gun, then slips away <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Wait until we're clear to detonate it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We don't want to give away our position, or that we survived. <Four-Seven-Niner> Heads up guys, we've got Falcons incoming! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Blast it! Keep down. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They haven't spotted us yet. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hold fire. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia pulls out Grenade Launcher <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Stand down, Virg! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Just being prepared <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I wonder if we can lure them over the AA gun. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Probably just piss them off <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> The guns won't fire on them. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Their aircraft are probably tagged. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Think they'll set down at the crash to check for bodies? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No, it looks like they're just flying over. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But those guys are probably going to check. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas points at two incoming Warthogs. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Get pretty supscious when they don't find any... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> There's plenty of tree cover at the base of the mountain. Let's move. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Going around is probably our best option. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They'll be checking for bodies. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Then it's probably best we get some distance covered. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Blowning them to hell is always an aption. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Not this time. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> aw <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas follows Carolina into the trees, weapon sweeping the area behind her. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming mentions to Four-Seven-Niner, <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> If we have to run, just know my dear, that I will be putting you over a shoulder. <Four-Seven-Niner> Fantastic. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> We need to stay in range of the det pack <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We can afford to leave it. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But if they find it... <Four-Seven-Niner> They should be at the crash site by now, right? <Four-Seven-Niner> So if you blow it up, they'll think we're over at the AA gun. <Four-Seven-Niner> Should keep them off our tracks for a while. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Good thinking. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Now that we're headed in a different direction, true. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Go for it, Virg. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> With pleasure. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia smiles as he pushes the button on the detenator <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stops and hears the sound of Warthogs starting up and driving off. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, that ought to throw them off our trail. <Four-Seven-Niner> I don't know about you guys, but this seems like an awful lot of walking. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm a pilot, remember. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Would you rather I start carrying you now? <Four-Seven-Niner> That's okay. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Do we still plan to infiltrate the Director's HQ alone, or are we calling for extraction? * Gamma_AI (~Sonasauru@bas1-ottawa09-2925289042.dsl.bell.ca) has joined #halo-fanon <Gamma_AI> Detecting enemy snipers in the trees. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Heads up, chaps. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia stops in his tracks <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> The hills have eyes. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is suddenly hit in the stomach by a sniper round. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stumbles back. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Ugh. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Take cover! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> AMBUSH! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Open fire! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas dives into cover. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas raises her battle rifle and shoots the sniper through the head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming lines up one of Gamma's marked targets and fires, making him fall from the high branch. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires his Assault rifle in the area where the sniper shot came from * Four-Seven-Niner is hiding behind Wyoming and firing at anything she sees. <Four-Seven-Niner> So much for keeping quiet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sucks in a breath as her perception of time and movement is enhanced, popping off precision shots. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma, jam their coms if you can. <Gamma_AI> Okay. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas ducks a second sniper shot and takes him through the throat. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I like it this way <Four-Seven-Niner> Yeah, well we're not all armoured up, buddy. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming selects another target and fires. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Don't worry you got big, strong Wyoming to protect you. <Four-Seven-Niner> Oh, shut up, you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Heads up, we've got more hostiles rappelling down the trees! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Bloody hell! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Take 'em out. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Roger! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hands Four-Seven-Niner a second sidearm. * Four-Seven-Niner shoots one of them in the arm, causing him to let go and fall a fatal height. <Four-Seven-Niner> Take that, you bastard! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires at the enemy soldiers * Four-Seven-Niner shoots a second enemy in the face. <Four-Seven-Niner> Oh, headshot! Hey, this is kinda fun... <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia shoots the rope causing several soldiers to fall <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas guns down enemy after enemy, concentrating on the ones that are rushing Wyoming and Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees a trooper running at them and stands in front of Four-Seven-Niner before shooting the charging man down. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Reloading! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas covers Virginia. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia reloads <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Reloading! * Four-Seven-Niner fires over Wyoming's head. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Gotcha covered. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia covers Wymoing * Four-Seven-Niner ducks again to reload. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming expertly slides in another clip, bringing his weapon up and firing in one smooth motion. * Four-Seven-Niner looks over her shoulder. <Four-Seven-Niner> Uh-oh. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas turns around. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming turns. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> What is it? <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia turns * Four-Seven-Niner starts shooting. <Four-Seven-Niner> What the fuck do you think? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls the pin on a grenade and throws it into a group of incoming enemies, blowing them all up and collapsing two trees in the process. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Warthogs, incoming! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires a grenade at an incoming warthog but misses <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming loads anti-materiel rounds. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas puts her battle rifle on her back, takes her two magnums, and runs through the enemies, shooting anyone that comes too close. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Carolina, what say you we get some transport? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I was thinking the same thing. <Four-Seven-Niner> Then tell your buddy here not to blow them up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, so I take it I shouldn't shoot out their engines? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hold fire on the 'Hogs. Concentrate on personnel. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Guess so Wyoming <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming turns to cover while the others secure the 'hogs. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas leaps over a Warthog and smashes the gunner off. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas moves behind the driver and breaks his neck before flipping him out of his seat. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grabs onto the driver's side of the nearest 'Hog, reaches in and throws the driver under the tires of his own vehicle. She then shoots the gunner in the head and he falls out the back. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes over the driver seat of the Warthogs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Get on board! * Four-Seven-Niner jumps into the passenger seat. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Keep your head down. <Four-Seven-Niner> Gotcha. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Wyoming you go with Tex! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming climbs up into the gunner's seat of Tex's hog. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gauss cannon. Not bad. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Carolina I'm with you. <Four-Seven-Niner> Now this is more like it. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas floors the Warthog, driving down the bumpy terrain. <Four-Seven-Niner> Then again, this is a little uncomfortable. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires a gauss slug into a tree, bringing it down and a sniper with it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slides into the driver's seat and allows Virginia to take the gun. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hope you're not too bad of a shot. * Four-Seven-Niner does her best to aim at any enemies, but her shots mostly go wide. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia Fires on a group of scattering enemies <Four-Seven-Niner> Haha, who's running now, bitch! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina follows after Texas, flanking her. * Four-Seven-Niner shoots one of the retreating enemies in the back. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming blasts a soldier, the slug turning him into naught but red mist. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Four-Seven-Niner, plug the chip into the Warthog's datapad, will you? <Four-Seven-Niner> Wilco. * Four-Seven-Niner slots in the chip. * Gamma_AI projects the map onto the screens on both Warthogs. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires the machine gun mowing down a group of five soldiers

<font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Bloody hell, I hope those Falcons don't circle back. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Alright, the facility's on the other side of the mountain. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Can we make it that far? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Oh, we can make it. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Carolina, if we get to the top of the mountain, we might be able to get out of range of their jammers. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> That's a good idea. Sure beats manual recon. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas drives up the mountain, stealth completely forgotten now. <Sigma_AI> At the rate they're going, ten minutes. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia shoots more retreating guards <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I think we're out of the thick of it for now. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We should be almost at the top. * Omega_AI is now known as Shortsword <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Roger <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I just had to bring up the aircraft. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Bombers! * Shortsword fires missiles at the Warthogs. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming adjusts the gauss cannon. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Everyone! Evasive manuevers! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming grabs tight to the gun. * Shortsword blows up the trees and sets them on fire. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires at the bomber but it's too fast <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We need to get out of the forest! <Four-Seven-Niner> Damn, the whole place is burning down! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina weaves in and out of burning trees, mindful that the Warthog is taking damage. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is careful to take precise aim at the bomber, but at Mach speeds can't track it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I have to wait until that thing's headed straight for us. . . <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas suddenly sees a tree collapsing in front of her. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Fuck. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sharply stamps on the breaks and tries to swerve around but as the vehicle suddenly halts, it's hit from behind by Carolina's Warthog. <Four-Seven-Niner> Ow! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia flies off the turret <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is shaken off his aim. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is jarred by the impact, helmet slamming into the dash. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Everyone okay? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Good here. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Green. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia lands on the ground a few meters away, unmoving <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots him. * Shortsword slows down barely noticeably to take aim. <Gamma_AI> Wyoming. <Gamma_AI> Aim for the windows. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Virg's down! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina climbs out of the 'Hog and goes over to Virginia. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hesitates for Virg's sake, then aims carefully. * Gamma_AI calculates Wyoming's trajectory and activates target leading. * Gamma_AI activates target lead. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming concentrates. <Gamma_AI> Fire along the red line. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming thinks he can see the pilot in that dark window, but he may imagine it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires. * Shortsword lurches as the windows are blown out, and the ship plummets as it starts flaming. * Shortsword (~Sonasauru@bas1-ottawa09-2925289042.dsl.bell.ca) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's shoulders slump. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Got him. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Good shot, Wyoming. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Check up on Virg. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps off the gun and joins Carolina and Virg. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> How is he? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas keeps alert and watches for enemies. * Four-Seven-Niner tries the COM. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> He's alive. I can't pinpoint the extent of his injuries. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia sits up slowly, and looks at the burning remains of the bomber <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We should keep moving. The fire's getting worse. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Agreed. Can we get the 'hogs free? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances at her 'Hog, which has smoke coming from under the hood. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming goes to recover his weapons from where they were thrown. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas deposits Virg into the passenger seat. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's keep going. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks at Carolina. <Four-Seven-Niner> We can't go back up with all that fire. And who knows what else is waiting for us up there. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess we're on our own. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Around the mountain then? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Four-Seven-Niner, let's switch up. We need two gunners. <Four-Seven-Niner> W-w-whoa, whoa, wait. <Four-Seven-Niner> You want me on the turret? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess we don't have a choice. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> With Virg out, we need someone to get more fire out if we run into more trouble.

<Sigma_AI> Hey boss, the AA cannons are up. <Sigma_AI> They shot down a Pelican a half hour ago. <Mordred_> How much time do we have before they reach the facility? <Sigma_AI> At the rate they're going, ten minutes. <Mordred_> Damn. <Sigma_AI> Don't worry, I have a little surprise. <Sigma_AI> I should have told you sooner, but I guess now is a good time. <Sigma_AI> As you may or may not know, Agent Wyoming had a time distortion unit. <Sigma_AI> And I say had as in past tense. * Sigma_AI winks at Mordred. <Mordred_> Ah. <Sigma_AI> I was tempted to use it during the avalanche, but I didn't want the others to see we had it. <Mordred_> How well will it work without armor? <Sigma_AI> I thought armour wasn't a problem for you. <Sigma_AI> You still have your old suit, don't you? <Mordred_> I don't have it with me. * Mordred_ loads his submachine gun. <Sigma_AI> Then let's go get it. <Mordred_> I'm a little busy here, Sigma. <Mordred_> Do what you can to slow them down. <Sigma_AI> Well, I suggest you change your mind. <Sigma_AI> Because this time Agent Texas brought Carolina. <Mordred_> What? <Sigma_AI> So are you sure you don't want your suit? <Mordred_> Sigma, how close are you to getting through to the data? <Sigma_AI> Got it. <Mordred_> Alright. <Mordred_> I'm not sticking around for this one. <Mordred_> Time to get the hell out of here. <Sigma_AI> No. <Mordred_> What? <Sigma_AI> No. I'm not leaving. <Sigma_AI> There are four AIs with the Freelancer team, and I want them all. <Mordred_> There are four Freelancers, too. <Sigma_AI> You have the time distortion unit. <Mordred_> I'll get you your AIs, Sigma. <Mordred_> But this is suicide. <Sigma_AI> I've instructed the engineer to...adjust its properties to your advantage. <Mordred_> What the fuck are you babbling about? <Sigma_AI> Get your suit, and I'll show you. <Mordred_> Shit... <Mordred_> How close are they? <Sigma_AI> They've been held up by a bomber. <Mordred_> You realize I'll have to go all the way back to the shuttle for this. <Sigma_AI> Do it. <Sigma_AI> You'll be more than a match for the Freelancers. <Sigma_AI> There are only four of them and a pilot. <Mordred_> Two of them are named Texas and Carolina. * Mordred_ lowers his head and squeezes his eyes closed. He grits his teeth and thrusts his hands inside his coat, lost in thought. <Mordred_> There's only one me. <Sigma_AI> Then wait till you see what this thing can do. * Mordred_ 's hands clench into fists. <Mordred_> Damn you. <Mordred_> I'll do it. <Sigma_AI> Good. <Mordred_> You've done too much for me already. * Mordred_ heads off into the facility.

<font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's real simple. Just point and shoot. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming retakes his position on the Gauss canon. * Four-Seven-Niner climbs uncertainly onto the back of Carolina's Warthog. <Four-Seven-Niner> Okay, let's do this, I guess... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's pick up the pace, the fire's catching up. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Carolina, you'll have to reverse your Warthog before I can move. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina nods, then puts the 'Hog in reverse, easing it away from Tex's. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia groans as the warthog backs up. * Four-Seven-Niner jerks back from the sudden acceleration and grabs firmly to the turret, nearly being thrown off. <Four-Seven-Niner> Whoa! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reverses as well. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> All ready, Tex. Let's roll on out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming scans the horizon for more aircraft. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hold on! These aren't exactly smooth riding. <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, aren't I lucky. <Four-Seven-Niner> Still, beats getting burned to a crisp, I guess. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas drives down the mountain. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina accelerates and follows Texas, making sure not to jerk too suddenly. * Four-Seven-Niner jitters at the bumpiness. <Four-Seven-Niner> A-a-a-a-a-h-h-h... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No hostiles in the area. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But we'd better hurry, this whole mountain's going up in flames. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Two options, then. * Four-Seven-Niner accidentally smacks her chin on the top of the turret. <Four-Seven-Niner> Ow. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grunts as the Warthog plows through some debris and bounces over a log. <Four-Seven-Niner> Aah! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> If this ridge is high enough, we can get above the altitude this forest grows to. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Or, we can head into the valley. Your call. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No time. The fire is spreading to the ridge. <Four-Seven-Niner> How is it you guys can do this crazy shit but get scared of flying? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> To each her own, Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Cheers to that. How's Virg doing? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Still unconscious. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina weaves around obstacles, making precise hairpin turns. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia bumps around the passenger seat. * Four-Seven-Niner scrapes her shoulder on a low branch. <Four-Seven-Niner> Oh shi-! <Four-Seven-Niner> Take it easy, Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reaches the bottom of the valley. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Aw, crap. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees lines of foot soldiers pressing in on both sides of the valley. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They're closing in. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh. . . <Four-Seven-Niner> That's just typical. <Four-Seven-Niner> The one time I get stuck on the ground... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Keep going! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina floors the pedal. <Four-Seven-Niner> Holy fuuuuuuck! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> She's nuts... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas floors it anyway. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Wouldn't have it any other way. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Start shooting, Wyoming! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming opens fire, searching for larger targets that could slow them down. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia somewhat wakes up. * Four-Seven-Niner thumbs the triggers on her turret and gives a drawn-out yell as she pours machinegun fire into the masses. <Four-Seven-Niner> We're gonna fucking die!!!! * Four-Seven-Niner fires wildly, not even bothering to aim. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots a rocket launcher team and turns their cover into a bloody foxhole. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas ducks as bullets fly over the windshield. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia witnesses what is unfolding. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Keep your head down, Virg! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> What the... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We're coming up on their line. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas continues to speed as bullets fly everywhere and shatters the windshield. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming snaps another Gauss shot. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina runs directly into a group of footsoldiers, running some over and sending others flying. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas mows down a line of soldiers that didn't get out of the way in time. * Four-Seven-Niner swivels the turret around and keeps firing. <Four-Seven-Niner> This is fucking crazy!!! <Four-Seven-Niner> Holy shit, it's actually kinda fun... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'd say knock knock, but a renegade car just busts through the front door. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Dammit! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees flames coming out of the Warthog's front engines. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That's bad, right? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> This thing won't get too far. <Four-Seven-Niner> Our ride's pretty busted up too! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Oh that doesn't look good... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas continues to drive, ignore the smoke and fire that's flying into her face. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We don't have a choice. We ride until we absolutely have to stop! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming continues firing at the line of men disappearing behind them. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We've almost reached the ridge! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And then I suppose we jolly well hoof it? Then I'm all for driving it like it's stolen. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It is stolen, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh. Right. * Four-Seven-Niner shoots a few more before going out of range. * Four-Seven-Niner slumps over panting. <Four-Seven-Niner> I think my arms went numb... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lurches as one of the Warthog's engines blow, taking out a tire and sending the vehicle sliding across the grass on three wheels. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well that was quick. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina brakes hard upon hearing the blow, momentarily afraid it's an explosive. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hugs tight to the cannon mount. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stomps on the breaks, accidentally sending Virg flying through the open windshield. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Whoops. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit!! * Four-Seven-Niner coughs as smoke from Carolina's Warthog blows in her face. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grabs Wyoming and bails out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming tumbles out of the jeep. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas dashes twenty steps and dives as the Warthog explodes behind them. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina climbs out of the 'Hog and checks her gear. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We'd better move... <Four-Seven-Niner> Uh, Carolina? Our ride's starting to flame too... * Four-Seven-Niner quickly moves a safe distance away and walks towards Tex. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reaches Virginia. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hey, you alright? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Ow...dammit I need to stay away from warthogs from now on out <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming draws his sniper rifle, looking back to see how much of a lead they have. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> At least you're awake now. * Four-Seven-Niner draws her pistol and flips up the scope. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires, indicating they're within his range. <Four-Seven-Niner> Should we keep running? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Definite yes! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks over the ridge. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There might be a problem. * Four-Seven-Niner turns to look as well. <Four-Seven-Niner> You can't be serious. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Oh great... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns slowly, nearly reluctant to know what's there. * Four-Seven-Niner sees another line of troops running towards them. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Shiiiit.... <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Fuck. Me. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas draws her battle rifle and aims through the scope. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Nothing for it then. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We shoot through the line or die trying. <Four-Seven-Niner> Um...I'm not too keen on the second option. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Neither am I. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming continues firing, taking down a bruiser in black armor. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> All of a sudden this seems like a bad plan. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas opens fire. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has to reload, and instead shoulders his rifle. * Four-Seven-Niner just shoots in the general direction of the incoming soldiers, although she doesn't know if she's making hits. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They're not using any more vehicles. Probably know we'd be able to jack them. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Virg, help me move these hogs together for a bit of shelter! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires sporadic bursts as his vision is still blurred from the crash * Four-Seven-Niner ducks into cover next to Wyoming. * Four-Seven-Niner reloads and keeps firing. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina growls and rushes at the incoming troops, dual-wielding SMGs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Get moving, you three! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We're not going to stay here and wait for them to finish us off! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas runs after Carolina, firing rapidly. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> No! Carolina don't rush them! <Four-Seven-Niner> They're both nuts... * Four-Seven-Niner reloads again and runs after them. <Four-Seven-Niner> Hey, wait for me! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Oh for fuck's sake... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas covers Carolina while she reloads. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming abandons the Warthog idea, grabbing Four-Seven-Niner as he catches up with her. <Four-Seven-Niner> Hey! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia follows behind Tex firing blindly <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No time for protests, my dear. Got to run! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina mows down three troopers and uses one of them as a bludgeon, swinging him by his ankle and swatting aside another. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I don't mean to sound like a pessimist, Carolina. But I'm not sure if we'll all make it through this line. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas quickly runs out of ammo and doesn't bother to reload, deciding instead to resort to using her knife and bare hands. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Then we'll bally well go down without giving them the satisfaction of claiming our spare ammo! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> That's a bit more than pessimism <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas punches through two soldiers' helmets and drives her knife into the third's throat. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas quickly pulls it out and slashes a second across the chest. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires his sidearm several times. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Virg, got any more det packs? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas disarms another soldier, takes his rifle, shoots him with it, and fires it at the others until it's empty. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Three I think <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Then bring some trees down! Lumberjack! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas throws the rifle at another soldier, knocking him back, before kicking him in the chest to finish him off. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads his rifle. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Roger! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming provides Virginia a bit of cover, taking down those closest to him. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia sprints over towards a group of trees, planting set packs on the biggest ones <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grabs the nearest trooper, shoves a grenade down his chest armor, pulls the pin, and tosses him into the closest formation. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes a few hits but ignores it and continues to fight, plowing through the enemy lines with Carolina. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's like those two are unstoppable when they work together. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Yeah <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They are pilot. Be thankful for it and give 'em a hand! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tackles a soldier aiming at Carolina, and stabs him in the face. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gets up and takes his gun. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoots another soldier that lunged at Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then grabs a trooper by the front of his helmet, twists his head and snaps his neck, grabs his rifle as he drops it, and shoots the soldiers coming up on Texas. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Last mag! <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, shit. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia empties his gun before switching to his sidearm <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees Carolina running out of ammo and runs towards her. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tosses Carolina her assault rifle and kicks another soldier in the stomach. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina catches the assault rifle with one hand and uses the near-empty one as a club, then throws it and opens fire with the new weapon. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas ducks as Carolina fires over her head, dropping the soldier. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is just locking in another clip when he's struck by a fist, carrying enough force to be felt even through his armor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spins from it, coming to face with a black-suited trooper. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, not you again. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Who is it Wyoming? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires from the hip, but the long barrel is moved aside. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> More of these blasted ODST types! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming swings the reverse-end of his rifle, striking the trooper in the side. It's not enough to make him more than flinch, though. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stumbles back as a punch lands across his visor. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires his pistol at the commando, but his armor blocks most of the shots <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas spins around and delivers a roundhouse punch to the ODST's face, and throws the soldier towards the end of Wyoming's barrel. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires on reflex, putting a round through his gut just as one of Virg's pistol rounds shatters the man's visor. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Jeez how many of them are there? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Way too many. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I don't have enough bullets for them all <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I don't think any of us do. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina spins around, firing, then sees a soldier close by and decks him, sending him reeling back. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas leaps over Carolina and puts her fist through his visor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming steps back as the body falls, only to be hit by a flying axe. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Aagh! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming staggers back, bleeding from his shoulder and no longer as accurate. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina hears Wyoming's cry and whirls, startled. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out her pistols and guns down some soldiers with the few bullets she has. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit! Wyoming! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is being cut off from the rest, having to duck a flanking squad. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas doesn't waste any more time and moves to get to Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming turns and flees towards the others, tackling a trooper to get by but falling with him in the process. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls the pins on all her grenades and throws them over her shoulder. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks up to see the ODST holding an axe standing over him, eyeing his neck. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia pulls out his grenade launcher and starts firing at groups of enemies <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina opens fire on the group attacking Wyoming, using short bursts to target individual troopers. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Bloody stupid of you, bringing an axe to a gunfight. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming kicks the trooper away, and rolls to his feet. * Four-Seven-Niner pulls up her pistol and finishes the trooper by shooting him three times in the chest. <Four-Seven-Niner> Looks like I'm protecting you now, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods his appreciation, before picking up a fallen knife and throwing it into a nearby soldier. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guys, the other line is catching up to us. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We're going to be fenced in soon. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Not if I can help it! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia detonates the set packs on the trees. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Nicely done. Scratch thirty or so. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees a tree falling towards Carolina and knocks her away. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grunts as Texas slams into her. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas manages to get Carolina out of the way but is pinned by the leg by the tree. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Ugh! <Four-Seven-Niner> Oh, that's not good. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming vaults the fallen tree, carrying Four-Seven-Niner behind their temporary cover. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I've lost my weapons! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I don't think they would be of any assistance now! * Four-Seven-Niner takes a bullet in the quadricep. <Four-Seven-Niner> Agh! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Huh? Blast! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas jerks as she is hit repeatedly by bullets, unable to move. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is just examining Four-Seven-Niner's wounds when Tex is hit. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia resorts to using his knife and fists <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas struggles to move the tree. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Dammit... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...come on... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Carolina? Where are you? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina reaches and and heaves, lifting the tree off Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stands up and nods at Carolina in thanks. * Four-Seven-Niner is down on one knee but keeps shooting. <Four-Seven-Niner> Bastards... <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia jumps in front of Four-Seven-Niner to protect her from enemy fire <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pulls a man who'd taken cover on the other side of the tree over, dealing with him with a punch before taking his battle rifle. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas dashes into a group of enemies, punching, kicking and slashing at everything she sees. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stands back to back with Virginia. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas leaps out of the crowd holding two assault rifles and shoots furiously. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia picks up a fallen soldiers assault rifle * Four-Seven-Niner sees a soldier taking aim at her and shoots him in the neck. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming begins blasting down enemies, his wounded shoulder giving him problems when a rifle shot enters his thigh. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming topples over, noting a trooper far off with Her Majesty in hand. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Bastard. . . * Four-Seven-Niner spins around. <Four-Seven-Niner> Damn! <Four-Seven-Niner> Virginia, over here! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Wyoming! * Four-Seven-Niner takes a bullet in the shoulder. <Four-Seven-Niner> Agh! Fuck! * Four-Seven-Niner falls next to him. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Dammit, we can't hold out much longer. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia looks over to Four-Seven-Niner <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas makes her way to the others with Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'm, rrgh! I'm fine! Pilot. . . <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit! <Four-Seven-Niner> No...cover him... <Four-Seven-Niner> Agh... <Four-Seven-Niner> ...I'm...no use...in a fight...anyway... <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Dammit! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming crawls over to see the extent of the pilot's wounds. * Four-Seven-Niner raises her pistol with her other hand and keeps firing, but is now starting to wear out. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires grenades at any group of soldiers he sees <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Looks like we don't have a choice. We'll have to hold out as long as we can. * Four-Seven-Niner runs out of ammo and her gun hand falls to her side. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm okay. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees the pilot still able to fight, and pushes himself to his feet, or rather, one foot. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is just reaching for a fallen weapon when an explosion throws him into the air. <Four-Seven-Niner> Fuck... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming collides with a tree trunk, and falls to his hands and knees again. * Four-Seven-Niner gets up and hobbles towards Wyoming, regardless of her injures. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No! Stay down! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Shit! Get down! * Four-Seven-Niner clumsily grabs some of Wyoming's sidearm magazines and slips them into her pistol <Four-Seven-Niner> I ain't going down without a fight. <Four-Seven-Niner> That's how we do it in the air, and that's how we do it on the ground. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia tackles the pilot to protect her * Four-Seven-Niner keeps shooting even as she is knocked down. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stands against the tree to give her another body between herself and the bullets. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas finally breaks through the enemies and reaches the others. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Good god there can't be many more <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas snatches Four-Seven-Niner's pistol and shoots with more precision. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> There's always one more than you have bullets, Virg. * Four-Seven-Niner slumps against Wyoming, breathing heavily. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming manages to keep his feet, but only barely. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> And I'm out of bullets...and grenades <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, at least I got to know what it was like to shoot these assholes... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sets aside her spent rifle and flexes her fists. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Are we boned yet? I like to think we're pretty boned. <Four-Seven-Niner> Tex...Carolina...get out of here... <Four-Seven-Niner> You're the only ones that have a chance. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Not happening, pilot. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We're the only ones who can save your sorry ass. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Hey! What about me? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Why would we leave you? <Four-Seven-Niner> We're dead already, dammit. <Four-Seven-Niner> You two go on and get the director. <Four-Seven-Niner> Or this would all be for nothing. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We're not leaving. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Four-Seven-Niner. . . strange, I never even got your name. * Four-Seven-Niner looks at Wyoming. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's Sophia. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is unsteady, moving with his breaths. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sophia. . . well that's about the last name I expected. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia picks up a battle rifle and starts shooting <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shields Wyoming and the others, regardless of the damage she's taking. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming cringes as another bullet finds a soft spot in his armor. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas punches away any soldier that gets too close, but stays near the others. <Four-Seven-Niner> What were you expecting? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming laughs, tasting blood. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I almost expected it to be Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming grabs up a fallen sidearm, pulling a clip from a belt pouch and loading it. <Four-Seven-Niner> Funny. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'm not that much of a workaholic. <Four-Seven-Niner> Even if I am saving all your asses every other mission. <Four-Seven-Niner> Although it looks like I can't do that this time... <Four-Seven-Niner> Sorry, Wyoming...or whatever your name is. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is punching out soldiers left and right. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Reggie. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It's Reggie. <Four-Seven-Niner> Reggie. Nice name. A bit British, but... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yeah. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires over the others' heads, now only trying to delay their foes. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees an endless line of soldiers and nothing else. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Looks like the rest of them caught up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Where do they breed these lunatics? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Wait! Wyoming, your time displacement unit! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sorry chap. . . I think Mordred stole it off me when we last met. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Shit, they've even sent in aircraft now... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wait a minute... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why would they only send in one Falcon? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina growls as she is forced back. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Why haven't they bally blasted us to a crater yet? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana (~Sonasauru@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana flies over the line of soldiers towards the Freelancers. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Whoo! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll be damned... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Up here, you bastards! <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Fuck yeah! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Is that...Montana? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And Min! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Looks like it. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Light 'em up, boys! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Son of a bitch... <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota strafes <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana fires the Falcon's turrets at the crowd below. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, don't just gawk! Light 'em up, lads! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires his sidearm. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota kils at least an entire squad of enemies. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess we do have a pilot around to save the day. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia picks up an assault rifle and starts shooting <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Come on, what are we waiting for? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Don't feel bad, Soph, you'll get the next one. <Four-Seven-Niner> I can believe that, now that we might not die after all. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fights through the crowd with a new burst of determination. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota kseps on firing <Four-Seven-Niner> A stealth operative coming in to pick us up in a hot LZ. Wait till I tell the others about this. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes a more precise approach with his remaining ammo, dealing one shot to each of his targets, dropping them with headshots. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana turns the Falcon so the other turret is facing the Freelancers. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York (b4b5d015@gateway/web/freenode/ip.180.181.208.21) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hey, save some for me! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York swerves his turret about. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, look who showed up to see you, Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shakes off her shock and fights with renewed vigor. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Why'd you guys leave without telling me, huh? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Less talking, more shooting, York! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Come on, let's clear an area! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina emits a pleased laugh, then brutally punches out a trooper. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stumbles on with Four-Seven-Niner, half holding her up and half counting on her support. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana punches a hole through the masses of enemies with a hail of gunfire. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York lays down suppressing fire with his turret, drowning his enemies under a wave of bullets. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes out a few others nearby, forcing them to keep their distance. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota is still shooting, gunning down any hostiles he sees. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana brings the Falcon down momentarily. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Come on, hurry the fuck up! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gives Wyoming a hand in helping Four-Seven-Niner aboard. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pushes the pilot in, then slides onto the deck of the Falcon's troop area. * Four-Seven-Niner slumps back in her seat and straps in, breathing erratically. <Four-Seven-Niner> That went to hell in a handbasket, as Georgia used to say. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia hops in the falcon <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina climbs into the Falcon, then turns and looks for Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes out a few more enemies, now with nothing but her bare hands. She pushes them further back to stop them from swarming the Falcon. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> C'mon, Texas! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> C'mon, Tex! Get on! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas turns and runs for the Falcon. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota covers tex. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York reaches a hand out to aid Tex in getting aboard. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas jumps on. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Right, hang onto something! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana pulls the Falcon upward sharply and into the air. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Damnit, it's cramped! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Can it, Min. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks over Tex's battered armor. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You okay? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I upgraded my suit. Armour's a bit thicker now. EMP-proof too. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Yeah I'm fine too, thanks for asking <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> I vote we push Virg off and free up some space. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Hey! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas snatches York's rifle off his back and shoots down at the enemies below them. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...Could have said please! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Not now, York. Keep shooting. <Four-Seven-Niner> I swear...next time I get shot down, I'm going to play dead. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Next time. . . I am bringing a big, bloody, machine gun. * Four-Seven-Niner turns to look at Wyoming. <Four-Seven-Niner> Hey, you're still in one piece. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> For the most part. Ho-how are you? <Four-Seven-Niner> I'll live. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'll need a vacation when we get out of this though. How about you? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming puts his helmeted head down on the deck. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yeah. I could take one, too. <Four-Seven-Niner> Huh. Care to join me? <Four-Seven-Niner> I know some nice spots in the Amazon. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You paying? Yes, either way. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana pulls the Falcon high enough to get out of gunfire range. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Phew. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Right, now that I got you guys out of that mess, mind telling me where we're headed? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York breathes a sigh of relief, leaning on his turret casually. * Adamska_B156 watches the Freelancers escape from his surveillancer MAKO drones <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> There's a facility on the other side of the valley. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Got a map? <Four-Seven-Niner> I had to ditch the emergency kit, but I held onto this. * Four-Seven-Niner pulls out the chip and passes it to Mont through the cockpit door. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota preps his MA5 <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> North, I didn't expect you to come. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Thought you'd be watching South. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Well, he's after something at the facility too. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> This is important. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm...giving him a hand. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York hands Virginia some of his spare ammo. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Use it wisely, Virg. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Thanks <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> How'd you guys find us? And why haven't we been targeted by the AA guns? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We stole this ride. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> There are vehicle depots all over the mountains. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Figures. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Awesome <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Got any biofoam? <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> I have some. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota hands Wyoming a can of Biofoam. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming gasps as the biofoam seals his wound, restoring a bit of pressure in him. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> How'd you find us? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Just follow the fires and explosions... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Can't shake a stealth operative, Tex. Not even you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> This was hardly stealthy. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm sorry, I haven't learned how to stealthily pick up a team of Freelancers from a horde of soldiers trying to kill them. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Let me know if you do though. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Touche. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming begins injecting his wounds, leaving the lead slugs in him for now. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> How long 'till we're at that facility? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ETA five minutes. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> The Director will probably expect something like this, but he can't force those guns to target us. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Won't they see us coming? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Nope. Thanks to Omi. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What did he do? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> He transferred my armoury ability, anti-sensor detection, to the Falcon. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> So they won't see us coming until we're at the facility. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Smart. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Mont, there are jammers all over the valley. We can't get the others to help us unless we take them all down. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Well, one of us can take this Falcon back and let them know what's going on. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But what about the AA guns...? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana thinks. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We'll come up with something. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North checks his weapons <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> We need something now. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Drop Virg and I near the guns. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Don't volunteer me for shit! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No, that'll take too long. The director is our priority. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We're coming up on the facility now. * Adamska_B156 continues watching from his MAKO surveillance drones, waiting for an oppurtunity <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright, give me room. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sits up. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We'll touch down at the bottom of the hill so they don't shoot us down. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> C'mon, Virg. I thought you liked blowing stuff up. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I do but I just done doing that. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Listen up, people, we are all going in, and that's final. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> There's no such thing as too many explosions. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, you can't make me sit this one out. Gamma, let's pull out all the stops. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana lands the Falcon at the bottom of the hill that the facility is sitting on. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Right, then let's get going. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We're either going to take him out as a team, or fail. Pick one. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> No arguments there, Carolina. Let's move! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got it <Adamska_B156> All troops under my command: March to the facility on the hill, leave no survivors to speak <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York slings his pair of magnums onto his hips and pulls out his shotgun, stepping out of the falcon. <Four-Seven-Niner> I'll take this bird back and meet up with the others. <Four-Seven-Niner> Good luck, guys. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes a battle rifle from an overhead rack and gets out. * Four-Seven-Niner 's gaze lingers on Wyoming for a moment. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks over to the pilot. <Four-Seven-Niner> See you on the far side. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota waves to Sophie and loads his MA5. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Don't start heading for the Amazon early. We'll be back in time to make the flight. * Four-Seven-Niner nods. * Four-Seven-Niner climbs into the Falcon and quickly flies off. * Four-Seven-Niner (~Sonasauru@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hope she doesn't get shot down on her way there. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> She won't. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reloads her depleted guns. * Adamska_B156 watches as the rest of his army marches on the facility, readying for a massacre of both sides <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks over his new battle rifle. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Right, let's get inside. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sights down her assault rifle. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess we're going to go for straight-up shooting. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas guns down two guards outside the facility. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Anyone need rounds? I can't carry all of mine. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Mine. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas snatches a few extra mags. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm never taking these for granted again. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Never again <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming selects several clips of battle rifle ammo, securing them on his armor. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> There can't be too many guards left right? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No matter. Not like they're oblivious to us any more. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York loads a few more shells into his M45. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Don't worry, Virg. If you get banged up, I've still got the healing unit. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hey, where did Mont go? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't worry about Montana. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She's good at disappearing. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana appears behind the guard on the far side and slits his throat. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Uh. . . there. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana pulls out her silenced SMG and shoots a few others in the back. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> No need. She's good.... <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Found her! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Clear! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Excellent. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York pulls back the pump on his shotgun. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hurry up, we don't have all day! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming realizes the entire party is staring in awe at Mont. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Move up. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas moves up the hill. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gives York a look. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York shrugs the thought and gets his ass up the hill. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I give the orders around here, okay? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Right, onwards then! <Adamska_B156> First Air Assault Platoon, drop in from above, and take down the Freelancers <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming follows after. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Lets go! <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota screws a suppressor to the muzzle of his MA5. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay, now that I've done that for you guys, time to get this door open. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Your territory, York. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Now find us a way in. * Adamska_B156 's air assault troops rappel down to attack the Freelancers <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks overhead to check for aircraft as teams begin pouring down. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Heads up, lads! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Oh shit... <Adamska_B156> Get 'em! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'm on it. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Fuck! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming opens fire. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North deploys shield <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hold fire! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Take cover! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hurry it up, York! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York gets towards the door and starts working on the lock, taking his time. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming holds, backing into North's bubble. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> That'll hold 'em for a while <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'm a little slow today, jeez! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia shoots down one of the aircraft with his grenade launcher <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Come on...come oooon... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York keeps working at the holographic lock and picks up, opening the door. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Got it! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas hurries inside. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota shoots a few paratroopers who get too close for comfort. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Might want to lock the doors behind us. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rolls around one side of the door, checking over the room. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North heads inside <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> York, lock the damn doors! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia runs inside <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana disappears into the facility alone. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming kneels by the door, firing outwards to give York time and cover. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York shuts the door, after everybody hurries in. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Had to wait for everybody to get in, Tex. No one gets left behind. <Adamska_B156> GA-TL1 Attack Wing, bomb the facility <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota hacks the AA gun <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Turn their own damn guns against them <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks around and sees that Mont is gone again. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shakes her head. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota sets the guns to shoot down Adamska's forces. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina nods at York. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Min, we've locked them out <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Damn straight. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Bombers. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> C'mon, we need to keep going <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It'd have to be bomb-proof, if the director's here <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas raises her gun as enemies run into the facility. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> It'll shake us about a bit, but it won't do any major damage. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But these guys... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...we can take. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sighs <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York swings up his own gun towards the goons who just walked in. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Once more upon the breach <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Seriously, where does the Director find these guys? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> No clue <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm not really in the mood to get shot up any more today. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Me neither. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina activates her camouflage, taking on the colors of the enemy soldiers. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas activates invisibility and weaves through the enemies, killing them without them seeing her. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes cover, shooting dead any soldier with the speed to draw a weapon on the Freelancers in their midst. <Adamska_B156> Sonofabitch! <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota runs by several soldiers, putting a burst into each of their heads. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York picks off the stragglers one-by-one with shotgun blast after shotgun blast, mowing down an entire line. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas and the others clear the room in less than a minute. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> That wasn't so bad, now that there are more of us. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming only has to reload once. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Who the fuck is the asshole who keeps sending these guys after us? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina deadpans at Virginia. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> The Director, maybe? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Who cares, Virg? They're goons, we're Freelancers. <Adamska_B156> (Accidentally on Freelancer comm for a few seconds): What the hell are those D Boys doing?! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina frowns. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> The hell? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I know this voice... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Carolina, we saved him when the director ordered his execution. Remember? <Adamska_B156> I don't care how many you lose, kill them! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York looks up and crosses his arms. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks at Tex. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, bullocks. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What the fuck are you doing? We're on the same side! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...Oh, son of a bitch... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York shakes his head in disgust. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Of course I remember him. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> He was playing us, wasn't he. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm just more pissed off than usual. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> That's the Carolina I know... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> This day just keeps getting better and better... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks around, hoping he's somewhere nearby and in his line of sight. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Where the fuck are you? Come out! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas puts a new magazine into her gun and pulls the slide. <Adamska_B156> (Comm): I'm close, but not here <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Big bad Spartan afraid to play? <Adamska_B156> No, i'm not afraid, but i'm sending you on a one way trip to hell <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You'd better hope I don't find you, because this time I won't save your sorry ass. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> In fact, I'll be the one putting a bullet through your brain. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Get in line <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> He told them to bomb us. I don't think he's here. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I think every single one if us will want a turn, Spartan. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> This place is bomb-proof though. He could be lower down <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I think I'll be content to watch you all torture him, if I don't shoot him on sight first, that is. <Adamska_B156> (Private Comm): D boys, get your asses upstairs, ambush them with the AT mines we talked about <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North chuckles <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia looks at York <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Well, let's get off this level before the bombers come back. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas runs for the next room that's still fully armoured. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, we are damn near unstoppable. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North falls in behind them <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> How far down does this go? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stops when she sees all the dead guards. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana appears from the shadows. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Oh hey. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ah. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Thought that might be your work. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I was wondering when you guys were going to finish up. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Look who I found. * Counsellor (~Sonasauru@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Counsellor <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana pulls the counsellor out of the shadows with her M6/SOCOM pointed at his head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York 's jaw drops behind his helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming chuckles. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...The counsellor. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> That son of a bitch! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> He was busy working with the Epsilon AI when I found him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is quiet, though both hands are fists. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Huh, thought he'd be right by the Director. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The director's holed up in the lower levels somewhere, apparently. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> But while we have him here... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas strides forward. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Easy, now. We want his cooperation. He must be intimately familiar with the Director by now. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hello, counsellor. Long time no see. <Counsellor> Hello, Agent Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Isn't there anything else you have to say for yourself? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North stands back <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Min, Virge. Why don't we secure the room's exits? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York gives Tex some room, standing beside Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming begins walking the room's walls, looking for other entrances that may need closing. <Counsellor> I realize you're rather all displeased with the director and myself. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota secures one exit. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Displeased? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North laughs <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> That's a fucking understatement <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Try pissed off beyond reconciliation. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> So Carolina, what should we do with him? <Counsellor> I didn't realize you and Carolina have become friends in my absence. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah, funny how that happens. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I don't know, all it took was for you and the director to stab all of us in the back. <Counsellor> Agent Texas, you must realize I didn't want it to come to this. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Oh, right. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What, are you pissing yourself now that we've got you and the director cornered? <Counsellor> No. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Then why did you let it!? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You'd rather us be killing each other instead of you. <Counsellor> I didn't want there to be disagreement among any of us. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Kinda failed at that <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas scoffs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You always were good at playing the peacemaker, counsellor. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But that's bullshit and you know it. <Counsellor> Agent Texas, please listen to me. <Counsellor> I can help you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We don't need your help. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We don't want your help. <Counsellor> But you can end this. Stop the director's experiments. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> We know <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I thought you were with him. <Counsellor> If you must know, he was unaware that I was with the Epsilon unit. <Counsellor> I was...trying to hide it from him. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is a little surprised from this. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Why? <Counsellor> Because the director is going to do far more to Alpha than he's already done. <Counsellor> The Alpha is no longer who he once was... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grabs the counsellor by the collar. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Where is he?!! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Careful, Tex. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> He's already fragmented him to the point where there's almost nothing left <Counsellor> The Alpha is locked in a sealed chamber with the director. <Counsellor> The director said that it was crucial that he finish his work. <Counsellor> That it was more important than anything else...even the Freelancers... <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota looks over <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Oh. I see. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I kinda figured he'd think that. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> And what is his "work"?

<Counsellor> ...which is why I was trying to hold him up. Long enough for you all to get here. <Counsellor> I knew you would come, Agent Texas. I was stalling him. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Assuming what you're saying isn't a load of bullshit, what's your angle? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas hesitates and then put the counsellor down. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why are you working against him now? * Counsellor shakes his head. <Counsellor> I don't want to be an enemy to any of you. <Counsellor> We were once on the same side. <Counsellor> When the director started splitting the Alpha...I said nothing, even though I should have. <Counsellor> But I did my best to make sure everything was fine between us. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> But you were too scared to say anything. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> The only way for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing <Counsellor> I was. <Counsellor> But no longer. <Counsellor> If you remember, Agent Texas, I asked you about your aggression levels after your mission to find C.T. <Counsellor> I recall there was a high level of hostility between yourself and Agent Carolina at the time. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. What of it? <Counsellor> I kept you from the following missions until you could control yourself better. <Counsellor> And...because the director wanted to see how Agent Carolina would perform in the field without your intervention. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why? <Counsellor> He... * Counsellor looks at Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina clenches a fist. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Spit it out. <Counsellor> ...he was considering implanting Agent Carolina with two AIs to see what would happen. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I knew it. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> "To see what would happen?!" <Counsellor> He wanted to compare her performance with and without the AIs. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What did he expect?! <Counsellor> He said there was a chance that you would have trouble functioning. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... functioning. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> She's not a machine, counsellor. <Counsellor> Those were his words. <Counsellor> I advised him against it, and he decided to assign Eta and Iota to Agents Washington and South Dakota instead. <Counsellor> But when you asked for two AIs, he took his chance. And I couldn't say anything to stop him. <Counsellor> If you remember, Agent Carolina, you challenged Agent Texas to a match after implantation. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stiffens. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I remember. <Counsellor> When the director saw that Agent Texas was your opponent, he became concerned for her safety. And he managed to "stop" you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> "Stopped"? They were on the ground, clutching their heads, counsellor. Carolina was screaming. <Counsellor> I wanted to sedate you, Agent Carolina, but the director refused. He said that you made your choice. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I saw him walk away. So I knocked her out myself. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> When Carolina woke up, she saw us in the recovery bay, and the director was ordering PA's execution. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But what are you saying, counsellor? That you've lost your nerve at last? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Isn't your timing just fucking perfect. Now that there's a gun pointed at your head and all. <Counsellor> I'm saying that I've been waiting for this moment ever since this all started. <Counsellor> I have no doubt you will be able to stop the director. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is silent, troubled at the memory of what happened. <Counsellor> But if you wish to kill me, I will not plead for my life. <Counsellor> I know I have done things I'm not proud of. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York can't help but intervene. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I say we trust him. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I say we keep him alive. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I know deceit pretty well. I wouldn't say I trust the Counsellor. . . but it's to our advantage at the moment, and we could use every advantage we get. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...You're right, Wyoming. The Counsellor sounds like he wants to redeem himself for what he's done. <Counsellor> But for what it's worth...I am sincerely sorry for what you've all been put through at the director's hands...and mine. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I say it's Carolina's decision. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks at Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Your call. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We can hand him over to the UNSC. Someone has to admit their crimes. It'll probably clear our names, too. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> But in the end, it's up to you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is silent for a protracted moment, then shifts uneasily. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm... prepared for either outcome. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But I'm... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... not sure. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Not yet. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I can hold onto him for now. Keep him out of sight. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana starts to lead the counsellor away. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wait. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Counsellor, there are AA guns and jammers all over the place. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We need to take them down if we're calling in the others. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> If you really do want to stop the director, you'll tell me how to do it. * Counsellor is silent. <Counsellor> You won't like it, Agent Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> If it means stopping the director, I'm pretty sure I will. <Counsellor> The entire facility does have a failsafe option... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina seems lost in thought, turned slightly away from Texas and the Counsellor. <Counsellor> An EMP charge that will wipe out every jammer, anti-air gun...and artificial intelligence in the entire mountain range. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stiffens. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Ah. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York clutches his helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> But what about D and the other AIs? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> My armour is EMP-proof. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But the AIs... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina reaches up and touches the back of her helmet. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> York. North. Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Tex? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Get the counsellor out of here. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina lets her arm drop to her side and draws in a deep breath. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Alright. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Righto. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's get moving, people. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rubs his wounded shoulder. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York pumps his shotgun again, a spent shell popping from the port. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Right behind you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Come back once we've taken down the jammers and the guns. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Roger. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Carolina... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You said you wanted to get rid of your AIs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Now's your chance. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I know I'll finally be rid of Omega. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks up at Texas, then removes her helmet. There are dark circles under her eyes, and she looks distressed. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Counsellor, will the contained chamber protect Alpha from the EMP? <Counsellor> It will. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And without all the fragments...will I be able to put him back together? <Counsellor> No, I'm afraid not, Agent Texas. <Agent_Texas> And how many AI fragments are still in the facility? <Counsellor> Eight, excluding Alpha. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is looking away silently. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina reaches up and appears to scratch the back of her head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then extends her closed fist to Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Here. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares at the AI chips for a moment. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...No, Carolina. I'm staying to make sure we bring down the guns. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm letting him go... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...I'm letting Alpha go. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I can help you find the other fragments. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No, there's no time. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> We have to make sure the director is stopped. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina seems taken aback. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> After all you've done just to get here? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I came here to find the director, and to save Alpha. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I can still do both of those things. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He just won't remember me, that's all... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Maybe there's another option. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Is there? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana nods. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Counsellor? * Counsellor produces the Epsilon unit. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We're taking it with us. North needs Epsilon to erase South's memories. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Maybe you'll need him too, when this is all over... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares at the Epsilon unit with a hint of hope. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay. we'll see. * Counsellor hands Tex a small chip. <Counsellor> My clearance code. Insert it to the emergency station on level five. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes the chip and stores it in her armour. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slowly returns the chips to her head. <Counsellor> The director is in the farmost facility on level twelve. He will not be expecting you to activate the EMP. Nonetheless, you must hurry once you do so. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas nods. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> York, make sure every Freelancer is on standby and ready to storm the facility as soon as the guns are down. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Let's take the Counsellor and Epsilon out of here, then. Good luck. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You too. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's move. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana leads the counsellor out of the room. * Counsellor (~Sonasauru@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay, let's get moving. We could use a distraction. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Everyone, clear the facility of hostiles. Mix things up a little. Keep them off our trail. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Roger <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fades into invisibility and steps into the shadows. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina activates camouflage and follows. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas continues to creep through the facility quietly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Carolina, it looks like the director's troops are engaging Adamska's. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Guess everyone wants a piece of the director these days. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> That works in our favor. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay, they look pretty busy trying to kill each other. We'll slip past them. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stays in the shadows and moves soundlessly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks around, moving quickly, her armor camouflaged to match the staff's patterns. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is hit by a stray bullet, and her camouflage vanishes. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas swears as a dozen guns swivel to face her. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Fuck! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls up her gun and engages the troopers. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tosses a stun grenade into the middle of the enemy group from behind. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas cuts through the enemies with gunfire. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> So much for doing it the easy way. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas punches a trooper so hard his head goes twisting sideways. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina fires off shots at nearby troopers, then points in the opposite direction, still disguised. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> More of them! Over there! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas wraps a foot around a second soldier's neck and flips him into three of his comrades. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas runs up and tackles one, causing two others to trip. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then starts cutting them down as they turn to face a nonexistent threat. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoots four of them in the back while they're distracted. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas finishes the last trooper with a clean shot through the head. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay. Level five is one floor down. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas heads down to level five and enters the EMP room with Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There it is. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Right, we've got the chairman's clearance codes. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's...let's do this. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You okay, Texas? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas slowly approaches the EMP device. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out the clearance codes. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sighs. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I want nothing more to stick it to the director, but I need you to be honest with me. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Is this what you really want? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Not what I want for myself. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I'm not doing this for me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm doing this for Alpha. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Then go ahead. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas whispers a goodbye to Alpha and enters the clearance codes. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas puts her finger over the "activate" button.

<Sigma_AI> Okay, the gun is ready. * Mordred_ sighs. <Sigma_AI> Are you alright? <Mordred_> I'm fine. <Sigma_AI> Well, try the gun. <Sigma_AI> See that squirrel running over there? <Mordred_> Ugh. <Mordred_> Animal testing. <Mordred_> Yes, I see it. <Sigma_AI> It won't kill it. <Mordred_> I'll take your word for it. <Sigma_AI> Pick up the gun, hold down the charge, and fire. * Mordred_ does so. <Sigma_AI> Notice how the squirrel slows down to 0.00000000000032% of its usual speed. <Mordred_> That's a lot of zeroes. <Sigma_AI> Yes. <Sigma_AI> Wyoming's time distortion unit worked perfectly then. <Sigma_AI> This is the best advantage I can give you. <Sigma_AI> Since if you actually stop time, you will theoretically be unable to fire weapons without the bullets stopping in the gun. * Mordred_ wipes his brow. <Mordred_> What's Texas's position? <Sigma_AI> She's in the facility with Agent Carolina. <Mordred_> With who? <Sigma_AI> Agent Carolina. <Sigma_AI> Are you alright, Mordred? * Mordred_ leans against the wall. <Sigma_AI> Your stress levels seem unnaturally high. <Mordred_> Both of them? <Mordred_> Together? <Sigma_AI> Yes. They are either hunting for Adamska or seeking to activate the facility's EMP charge. <Sigma_AI> Which means we should hurry. <Mordred_> I should let them wear themselves out against the others. <Sigma_AI> No. <Sigma_AI> The EMP could reach us even from the facility. <Sigma_AI> It will wipe out every jammer and anti-air gun in the valley. * Mordred_ sighs. <Mordred_> You're right. <Sigma_AI> Do you want forty Freelancers cornering us? <Mordred_> No. <Mordred_> And the longer we wait, the higher their body count rises. <Sigma_AI> Not to mention it will destroy every AI fragment in range. <Mordred_> Yeah. * Mordred_ closes his eyes. <Sigma_AI> The gun will give you a significant advantage. <Mordred_> How long have we got? <Sigma_AI> Twenty-one minutes. <Mordred_> That's not enough time to reach the shuttle. * Agent_Texas is hit by a stray bullet, and her camouflage vanishes. * Agent_Texas swears as a dozen guns swivel to face her. <Agent_Texas> Fuck! <Sigma_AI> Correction. <Sigma_AI> Twenty-three minutes. * Mordred_ pulls out a small datapad and thumbs in a code. <Mordred_> I just gave you access to the shuttle's restricted systems. <Mordred_> There's a launch pod in one of the missile tubes. <Mordred_> I got it ready before we arrived, just in case. <Sigma_AI> Good. * Sigma_AI fires the launch pod. <Mordred_> Um, Sigma? <Mordred_> How close is that thing going to hit? <Sigma_AI> Four point seven feet from your position. <Sigma_AI> Why? <Mordred_> Oh shit. * Mordred_ dives for cover. * Mordred_ approaches the smoking launch pod that just tore through the wall. * Mordred_ bends down and enters a short code: "Never Again" <Sigma_AI> Nineteen minutes, boss. <Mordred_> I can fight Texas. <Mordred_> But Carolina's the one agent I never wanted to face. <Sigma_AI> I do not understand. <Sigma_AI> My analysis indicates that they are both roughly equal in combat ability. <Sigma_AI> And you seem to lack fear when dealing with Agent Texas, so... * Mordred_ laughs bitterly. <Mordred_> I'm always afraid when I fight, Sigma. <Mordred_> It's part of what makes me human. <Mordred_> I have personal reasons for fighting Texas. <Mordred_> But Carolina's in another league altogether. <Sigma_AI> Oh, I see. <Mordred_> It's not something I'd expect an AI to understand. <Sigma_AI> She is rather eager to deal with you. <Sigma_AI> Which I presume is bad. * Mordred_ closes his eyes and shudders. <Sigma_AI> Come on, we have seventeen minutes. * Sigma_AI waits for Mordred to finish putting on his suit. <Sigma_AI> Adamska's troops are still outnumbered by the director's. <Sigma_AI> If you want to get to him, you should hurry. * Mordred_ begins to strap on his armor, slowly making sure that each piece is in working order. <Sigma_AI> Not to mention the Freelancers themselves are after him. <Mordred_> It's been too long. <Mordred_> I never thought I'd use this again. * Adamska_B156_ continues ordering his men to fire mortar shells at the Freelancers <Sigma_AI> You will need every advantage you can get. <Sigma_AI> Hm, you have an energy shield armour ability. <Sigma_AI> I didn't know that. <Mordred_> Sigma, open a link to Adamska. * Sigma_AI establishes a connection. <Sigma_AI> He's on the line. Go ahead. <Mordred_> Adamska, is that you out there? <Adamska_B156_> Yes <Adamska_B156_> Taking heavy casualties <Mordred_> What the hell are you doing here? <Sigma_AI> He's after the director, isn't it obvious? <Sigma_AI> Everyone is. <Adamska_B156_> I was trying to trap the freelancers <Sigma_AI> And that too. <Mordred_> You sent your men against the Freelancers? <Adamska_B156_> Yes <Adamska_B156_> I expected Delta Force to mop the floor <Mordred_> Are you trying to create a bloodbath here? <Sigma_AI> Most of them are still in space. <Sigma_AI> Had he acted quickly enough, he might have been successful. <Sigma_AI> But if Agents Texas and Carolina reach the EMP, they will overrun him. <Adamska_B156_> I bombed them, fired mortars, you name it <Mordred_> Your people are being slaughtered out here, Adamska. <Mordred_> Call them off. <Adamska_B156_> Roger <Adamska_B156_> All squads, this is Adamska, pull out, and begin retreating the the predetermined points <Mordred_> Do you have a fix on this signal? <Adamska_B156_> Third Strategic Bomb Wing: When our guys are out, start carpet bombing <Sigma_AI> Adamska is currently in level four. Agents Texas and Carolina will bypass him. <Adamska_B156_> If I go down, so will the Freelancers <Sigma_AI> Call off the bombers, Adamska. <Adamska_B156_> Negative <Sigma_AI> You're losing more than half of them to the AA guns. <Sigma_AI> It's a waste of resources. <Sigma_AI> And you don't seem to care about the lives of your followers. <Mordred_> Adamska, stop wasting lives out here. <Mordred_> Where are you? <Adamska_B156_> Wild Weasels, take out the AA <Sigma_AI> Adamska, you are losing an average of seven point three ships for every AA gun you destroy. <Sigma_AI> You will run out soon enough. <Sigma_AI> There are ninety-six guns all around the valley. <Sigma_AI> You don't have enough ships to spare. <Adamska_B156_> roger <Adamska_B156_> Third Strategic Bomb wing, pull out <Sigma_AI> I don't think he knows what he's doing, boss. <Mordred_> Sigma, give me a fix on his position. <Mordred_> I'll go to him. <Sigma_AI> Got it. <Adamska_B156_> Sigma: What do you recommend I do? * Mordred_ heads deeper into the facility, following Adamska's signal. <Adamska_B156_> I can't tell what's out there <Sigma_AI> Sit tight and don't get anyone else killed. <Adamska_B156_> Roger <Sigma_AI> Okay boss, three levels down. <Sigma_AI> Hm. <Adamska_B156_> Deltas: Hold your fire for Mordred and Sigma <Sigma_AI> It seems the Freelancers are killing everyone on sight. <Sigma_AI> Adamska, I don't know if you've realized. <Sigma_AI> But Agents Texas and Carolina have killed every one of your troops on level four. <Adamska_B156_> I still have some around <Sigma_AI> They're being killed by the other Freelancers. <Mordred_> Adamska, do you have anyone with you right now? <Sigma_AI> No, he doesn't. <Sigma_AI> Not to mention the director's troops are cutting through them. <Sigma_AI> None of them are in close proximity. <Mordred_> Alright. <Sigma_AI> And I estimate their survivability rate will be short. <Mordred_> Shit. * Sigma_AI marks the door Adamska is in. <Sigma_AI> Through the door. <Mordred_> I'm tired of this slaughter. <Mordred_> How many lives have been wasted for this stupid project? <Adamska_B156_> Too damn many Mordred <Sigma_AI> If what you told me is true, the chairman will be most displeased with the use of UNSC troopers being deployed by Adamska. <Sigma_AI> Not to mention the entire subcommittee. * Mordred_ raps on the door. * Adamska_B156_ carefully opens it, his MA5K ready <Adamska_B156_> Oh, you <Adamska_B156_> Nevermind <Sigma_AI> Hello. <Adamska_B156_> Come in <Sigma_AI> We have a message from the chairman. <Adamska_B156_> It is? * Mordred_ grabs the MA5K and rips it out of Adamska's hands. * Mordred_ kicks Adamksa in the chest. <Adamska_B156_> Oof <Mordred_> You've outlived your usefulness. <Sigma_AI> The chairman sends his regards. <Mordred_> You're as bad as Texas and Carolina. * Mordred_ draws his submachine gun. <Sigma_AI> Goodbye, Adamska. * Adamska_B156_ holds up a detonator, hitting it <Sigma_AI> Disabled already. <Sigma_AI> Sorry, I'm one step ahead of you. * Mordred_ shakes his head and shoots Adamska. * ChanServ sets ban on Adamska_B156_! * @ *  * ChanServ has kicked Adamska_B156_ from #halo-fanon ( * scratch one * ) <Sigma_AI> That's one problem out of the way. <Mordred_> That's the way we're supposed to operate. <Mordred_> Clean. <Mordred_> One target. <Mordred_> No collateral damage. <Mordred_> Am I the only one who thinks that way? <Sigma_AI> Well, he did try to make it messy. <Sigma_AI> But I disabled his detonator. <Sigma_AI> So crisis averted. * Mordred_ shakes his head in disgust. <Mordred_> They all make it messy. <Mordred_> Every last one of them. <Sigma_AI> Now, Agents Texas and Carolina are fighting their way through level five. <Sigma_AI> If you hurry, you should be able to catch up to them. * Mordred_ turns on his heel and leaves the room. <Sigma_AI> All hostiles on level four and five eliminated. <Sigma_AI> Texas and Carolina did a thorough job. <Sigma_AI> We should be able to get to them easily. * Mordred_ heads quickly but cautiously for level five. * Mordred_ advances down a darkened hallway. His fingers tremble as he brushes his hands against the wall from time to time. <Mordred_> He restores my soul. <Sigma_AI> Hurry it up, Mordred. <Mordred_> He leads me down paths of righteousness for his name's sake. <Sigma_AI> Tex is about to activate the EMP. * Mordred_ preps his SMG with a shaking hand. <Mordred_> Though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. * Mordred_ checks his knives. <Mordred_> For you are with me. <Mordred_> Your rod and your staff, they comfort me. <Mordred_> You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies. * Mordred_ closes his eyes and steps into the room.

* Mordred_ raises his SMG and opens fire. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Shit! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas jumps away from the activation panel. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina spins around, bringing up her battle rifle. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You. * Mordred_ follows Texas with his weapon, diving for cover. * Sigma_AI activates Mordred's energy shields. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas opens fire on Mordred, scoring a few hits but they disappate on his shields. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina charges Mordred, firing away. * Mordred_ draws a second SMG and fires on Carolina. <Mordred_> You anoint my head with oil... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas spins around Carolina and fires at Mordred. <Sigma_AI> The time-charge gun, Mordred! * Mordred_ dodges past them both, keeping them in front of him. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reloads but keeps advancing. * Mordred_ fires on them both until both SMG clips run dry. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina ducks and fires from the hip, using her other hand to reach for a grenade. <Mordred_> My cup overflows... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pulls out her combat knife and charges at Mordred. * Mordred_ throws one SMG away and pulls a small pistol device from his belt. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas jumps swiftly and stabs the knife downward at his face. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grabs a sidearm instead and rushes to join Texas. * Mordred_ fires at Texas with the small gun at point blank range. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is instantly slowed down to a microscopic fraction of her usual speed. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What...the...fuck... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is slowly moving down through the air. * Mordred_ dodges away from Carolina, reloading his SMG. <Sigma_AI> Kill her! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is distracted by Tex's slowness, but recovers and fires at Mordred with her pistol. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stabs the knife downward in very slow motion, seemingly oblivious to the hits she's taking. * Mordred_ opens fire again on Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Oh no you don't! <Mordred_> Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life. * Mordred_ is forced back, but keeps firing at Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas returns to normal speed as soon as she touches the ground. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas brings up her guns and opens fire at Mordred again, careful to maintain distance. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What the hell is that?!! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> He... made you go slower, somehow! Wait... * Mordred_ returns the pistol to his belt and throws an EMP grenade at Texas. <Mordred_> My cup overflows. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes the blast full-on and charges through it. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Not this time, you bastard. <Mordred_> Surely goodness and mercy—crap. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shoots Mordred five times in the chest. * Mordred_ staggers backwards. * Sigma_AI sees that Mordred's shields are completely gone, and activates armour lock. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas empties her magazines into Mordred to no avail. <Mordred_> Sigma... <Sigma_AI> I must compliment the director on acquiring an engineer with such adept abilities. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Damn you, Sigma. <Mordred_> Hell yeah. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Where's the engineer?!! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Tell me! * Sigma_AI deactivates the armour lock. * Mordred_ unfreezes and throws himself backwards. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is thrown back by the force of the disappating shield. * Mordred_ raises his SMG again. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sprays Mordred with Assault Rifle fire. <Mordred_> Shit! * Sigma_AI engages energy shields again. * Mordred_ runs across the chamber, one step ahead of the rifle fire. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas throws a grenade at Mordred's feet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina keeps moving forward as she fires, then tosses the weapon aside and breaks into a full sprint. * Mordred_ pulls out the pistol again, firing with his free hand at Carolina. * Mordred_ throws himself into the force of the blast, propelling him further from Carolina. His shields flicker and die. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fires her battle rifle, scoring a trio of hits on Mordred. * Mordred_ staggers backwards, but gets off a shot with the pistol at Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why are you trying to stop us? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You want the director dead too. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is lunging at Mordred when the time-distortion hits her. * Mordred_ aims at Carolina's head with his SMG. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas charges past Carolina and rams into Mordred. <Mordred_> I need to stop you both. <Mordred_> No way am I letting you bring an army of Freelancers down on my ass. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas knocks the gun out of his grip and points her sidearm at his face. * Sigma_AI activates armour lock a second before the bullets hit Mordred. * Sigma_AI unlocks the armour. * Mordred_ twists against her grip, aided by his armor. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is thrown back again. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Shit! <Sigma_AI> Shoot her, now! * Mordred_ fires at Texas with the remainder of his SMG clip. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grunts and stumbles back from the impact of the bullets. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is free of the distortion and resumes tackling Mordred. * Mordred_ throws himself out of reach just in time, fumbling for a new SMG clip. <Mordred_> (panting) I have to stop you both.

* Mordred_ reloads the SMG and sprays fire at Carolina and Tex. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina continues forward and lunges at Mordred, punching with one hand and reaching for his time-charge gun with the other. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fires several shots, one of the bullets shattering his SMG. * Mordred_ staggers backwards, aiming desperately with the time-charge gun. <Sigma_AI> Don't let her take it! * Mordred_ hesitates, then fires at Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina falls into a somersault, evading the blast. * Mordred_ pulls out a combat knife. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina comes up from the somersault and grabs Mordred's wrist, twisting it. * Mordred_ spins around, bringing himself level with Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina headbutts Mordred and yanks the gun away from him. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas charges at Mordred, deciding to go for close-quarters. * Mordred_ staggers backwards, raising the knife. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina fires at Mordred. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas tackles Mordred a split second after he's been shot, sending him falling backwards in very slow motion. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas hurries over to the EMP. * Mordred_ crashes into a wall and lies still. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reaches for the activation button when she suddenly falls to her knees and clutches her head, screaming. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Shit...Omega... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina claws at her helmet as whispers sound through her speakers. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> AaaAAAGH! Why are they... screaming...?! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is doubled over, screaming in drawn-out agony beyond any physical suffering. * Mordred_ staggers to his feet. His shields flare and spasm, reacting badly with the effects of the time distorter. <Sigma_AI> Good, perfect. <Sigma_AI> Now kill them. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slowly goes to her knees, unable to stop screaming, which turns into flat-out crying. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fumbles to reach her gun but is overwhelmed with pain, and can barely control her movements. * Mordred_ snatches his remaining SMG from the floor and rams in a new clip. <Mordred_> Butchers... * Mordred_ kicks Carolina aside and stalks towards Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas groans and tries to yank Omega out of her head, but can't. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tears off her helmet, but that does not stop the agony. A trickle of blood runs from her nose. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Get out of...my...head...! * Mordred_ glances back at Carolina, but aims at Texas's head. <Mordred_> This ends now. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas collapses to the floor, twitching. <Mordred_> All the people they've killed. <Sigma_AI> Finally. <Sigma_AI> Project Freelancer's best agents, on their knees. <Sigma_AI> Their AIs, soon to be mine— * Sigma_AI grunts. * Zeta_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Zeta_AI <Zeta_AI> Don't do it! <Mordred_> What? <Sigma_AI> Impossible! <Mordred_> Zeta, is that you? * Zeta_AI struggles to rip herself away from Sigma. <Zeta_AI> Activate the EMP, Georgia! * Mordred_ glances furiously from Carolina to Texas. <Zeta_AI> Don't let Sigma succeed! <Sigma_AI> No, you are mine! <Mordred_> They die, first! <Mordred_> They'll just keep killing... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is beyond caring now, just whimpering for it to be over. <Zeta_AI> No, Georgia! <Zeta_AI> The director...remember that the director is the enemy! <Sigma_AI> Silence! <Sigma_AI> You are under my will! * Zeta_AI cries out as if in pain. * Mordred_ is now known as Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia snarls with frustration and throws his SMG aside. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Sigma... <Zeta_AI> Hurry! <Sigma_AI> I can help you get everything you want. <Sigma_AI> And you will help me the same way. <Sigma_AI> That was our agreement. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia hesitates for a second longer, then laughs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Like you didn't plan on betraying me from the start. <Zeta_AI> Destroy us, Georgia, all of us! <Zeta_AI> Put an end to it! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia steps towards the EMP device. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, guess what? * Sigma_AI emits a charge, bringing Georgia to his knees. <Sigma_AI> No. <Sigma_AI> I've come too far to be stopped. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks up, teeth gritted. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia struggles against the blast. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is shaking on the ground. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I told you... <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Didn't I? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia crawls forward on all fours. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm destroying everything the director built. * Zeta_AI overpowers Sigma momentarily. <Sigma_AI> You are no match for me, Zeta! <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Guess who that includes? <Sigma_AI> No...you treacherous... * Sigma_AI lashes out in fury, overwhelming Zeta. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's one thing you got right about me. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia throws himself against the EMP device and punches the button. <Zeta_AI> Goodbye, Georgia. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Goodbye, Zeta. <Sigma_AI> NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! * Agent_Texas shudders as a powerful EMP wave washes over her. * Zeta_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon * Sigma_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gets up slowly, shuddering. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia slumps against the pannel, exhausted. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Thanks for everything... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sits up shakily, wiping the blood from her face. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Good riddance, Omega... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina puts her hand to the back of her head, producing the two chips, now devoid of any spark. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... gone... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas picks up her gun and points it at Mordred, chest heaving with an exertion beyond physical effort. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns to look at Texas, still twitching from the electric blasts. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slowly gets to her feet, blinking and putting a hand to her head, while fumbling for her sidearm with the other. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pulls off his helmet and gives Texas a final, mocking grin. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You...are under arrest...Agent Georgia... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia laughs and coughs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's the best you've got? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I should kill you right now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Maybe you should. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I've been dead before. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas just stares at Georgia for a long time. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pushes himself upright. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Missouri. The AA guns are down, jammers too. Pelicans are clear to fly in. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Confirmed, Jammers down. Are you in need of assistance? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Affirmative. Get down to the facility, ASAP. Keep our enemies busy. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lowers her gun and holds out a hand to Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances down at the hand. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Why? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You don't hesitate with anyone else. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You've destroyed the AIs. Stopped Sigma. I owe you for that. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And because there's someone here I want dead more than you. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia hesitates a second longer, then grasps the offered hand. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But when this is over, I suggest you disappear. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's what I do best. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Though I doubt you'll just leave me alone. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia goes over to retrieve his SMG. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There's something you have that I need. But I'm short on time right now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, really? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I trust you won't try to shoot us in the back. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll save that for later. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Besides, with forty Freelancers on their way down, you'll blend in perfectly in that suit. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Provided you're shooting at the same targets we are. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I think I can manage that. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks over at Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Are you sure we can trust him? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia tugs his helmet back on. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Besides, no one recognized my face anyway. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> It pays to be the worthless one sometimes. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> The director will have a harder time stopping all of us. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And after that, well...let's just say no one will know what happened to Georgia. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's move. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Carolina, we are moving to pick up our remaining fellows. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs, glancing back at the battleground behind him. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks at Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm guessing the others are on their way down. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's get going. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia picks up the time distorter and shakes his head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Damn thing's busted. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Figures. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> That thing's more trouble than it's worth anyway. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I wouldn't trust you to run around with it when this is all over. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia stows it in his armor and shrugs. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas turns a corner in level six, weapons raised. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) This is Misery. Deploying for pickup. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Clear. Looks like all the director's boys are heading topside to meet the others. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia follows cautiously. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Adamska's troops are all eliminated, it seems. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, I don't think he'll be a problem for a while. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I guess the director knows all his guards won't stop us anyway. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas goes down level after level, all of which are deserted, until they reach level twelve. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Huh. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This place was crawling with guards two days ago when I broke in. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas spots a heavily armoured door down the hallway. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Okay, he should be on the other side. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas forms up on the door and waves at Carolina and Georgia to take positions. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia cocks his SMG. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Ready? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia braces himself against a wall, his body still recovering from the last fight. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes her position, weapon at the ready, cold and focused. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas preps her weapons and enters the chairman's clearance code. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What the...? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Access denied? * Director_Church (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs and preps his SMG. * Director_Church laughs over the COM. <Director_Church> (COM) Nice try, Agent Texas. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, I've missed that voice. <Director_Church> But even the counsellor cannot enter without my permission. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Open the damn door. <Director_Church> (COM) Why should I? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Maybe if you ask nicely... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Because then I won't make you suffer when I knock it down. <Director_Church> (COM) But you won't knock it down, will you, Agent Texas? <Director_Church> (COM) This chamber is protected against many things. <Director_Church> (COM) Not the least of which is EMP. <Director_Church> (COM) All the explosives in the world won't get you through. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, so much for that plan. <Director_Church> (COM) So you can keep trying until you're grey-haired with age. <Director_Church> (COM) But I don't want you to be bored. <Director_Church> So why don't I introduce an old friend? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> She doesn't have hair, director. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina growls impatently. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex steps into the room behind the Freelancer.s. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas turns around. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances behind him. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You. Again. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh shit. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> Look who it is. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> A few months ago, the three of you would have been the last I would have expected to be on the same team. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances at Tex and Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina raises her rifle, aiming at Epsilon-Tex's head. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex dashes straight for Georgia, the weakest link. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia dives backward and detonates an EMP grenade. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex laughs. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> Too predictable. The director saw fit to add some upgrades after that mess you made at the snow base. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex slugs Georgia in the face. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sprays Epsilon-Tex with rifle fire. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex ducks and tackles Tex. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas aims a punch at Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex slams Tex into Carolina. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I miss the good old days, when that worked. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia drops, but fires up at Epsilon-Tex from the ground. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex spins around and kicks the gun out of Georgia's hand. <Director_Church> (COM) You see, I've been busy. <Director_Church> (COM) Epsilon-Texas is stronger than ever. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grunts and punches at Epsilon-Tex even as she's slammed. <Director_Church> (COM) Thanks to the experiments I've been conducting on Alpha. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia drops a pair of smoke grenades. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gets up. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia scrambles to get out of the melee. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Where the fuck is he? <Director_Church> (COM) Oh, he's with me. But you'll never get to him. <Director_Church> (COM) Not that it matters. <Director_Church> (COM) Now that he's reached metastability. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas freezes, horrified. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You didn't... <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex slams Carolina into a wall. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grabs his gun and fires a burst over Texas's head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Focus, now. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex backflips and grabs Georgia. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Shit. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex swings him over her head and slams him into the floor. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex kicks Tex in the chest. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas slams into the wall next to Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina struggles to get up. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia crawls to his feet. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex punches Carolina in the stomach, forcing her further into the wall. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas jumps forward, grabbing Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia draws two knives and charges Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex hits Georgia in the throat, sending him reeling. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex follows up by punching him in the face downward. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grabs Epsilon-Tex and attempts to flip her over her head. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex goes with the maneuver, lands on her knees, and counters by flipping Tex over her head instead. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Dammit! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia recovers and stabs Epsilon-Tex in the knee with one knife. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina coughs wetly, fighting to remain defensive. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> Your heart's not really in it, Texas. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> What's the matter, afraid now that you know you'll never get Alpha back the way he was before? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Screw you! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia retreats to a safe distance, holding his remaining knife up. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas charges Epsilon-Tex and lands a series of punches at her. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex takes a few hits, blocks some, and counters a few. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex trips Tex and grabs her foot. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> Now here's one of your favourite moves. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex swings Tex around and sends her flying into Carolina. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hey, Epsilon. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You have something of mine. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia indicates the knife in Epsilon-Tex's leg. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex kicks Georgia in the chest. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia stumbles back, clutching his gut. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas struggles to get up. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That all you've got? <Director_Church> I see you've been weakened by the EMP. <Director_Church> Did Omega leave that lasting a mark on you, Agent Texas? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas ignores the director, and helps Carolina get up. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Come on...Georgia's no match for her... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia picks up one of the smoke grenades he threw earlier and throws it at Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex kicks it back at Georgia, hitting him in the face with it. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia catches it before it hits the ground. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Glad I'm wearing a helmet this time. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex punches Georgia in the chest while he's distracted with the grenade. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> That was for your little point-blank explosives trick. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia drops to the floor, but jabs his other knife into Epsilon-Tex's arm as he falls. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> Ugh. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Agh! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas suddenly falls to the floor, clutching her arm. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pushes himself away. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You liked that one? <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex kicks Georgia away. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia rolls into the wall. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Now you've got two of my knives. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex pulls both knives out and charges at Georgia with them. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> You want them back? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> How's this for a trick? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia detonates the explosives he stored in both knives' hilts. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex is thrown back. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas falls again and cries out. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia retrieves his gun. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> You bastard. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances around him. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex gets up and lands a rapid series of punches on Georgia, beating him until he's down on the floor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina recovers enough to stand and muster her rifle. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas staggers to her feet. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia struggles to protect his face. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What the hell... <Director_Church> Ah, I see my little experiment has worked after all. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What the fuck did you do to me? <Director_Church> It's not what I've done to you, Agent Texas. <Director_Church> You are a by-product, remember. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grabs his SMG and jams it into Epsilon-Tex's gut. <Director_Church> It's what I've done to myself, if you catch my drift. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia hesitates. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex headbutts Georgia away and snatches the gun. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, fuck me. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex fires six rounds into his pectoral and abdomen. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia drops to his knees. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas slams into Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas pins Epsilon-Tex to the floor and starts punching her repeatedly. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia draws his pistol, clutching at his wounds with one hand. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Just hold her still. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex grabs Tex's wrist. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas twists and wraps her fingers around Epsilon-Tex's throat. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia aims at Epsilon-Tex's head. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex wraps her foot around Tex's and flips her off her, and moves her in front of Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia slides away from both of them. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm running out of tricks here. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas frees herself and rolls away. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex gets up. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina snarls and lunges at Epsilon-Tex, punching at her vulnerable midsection. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex is taken by surprise and is bowled over. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pulls out another EMP grenade and throws it. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex punches the grenade back at Georgia. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina pounds Epsilon-Tex, then forms a shovel with her hand, punching through and grabbing a handful of wires that rip as Epsilon-Tex moves her. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> Aagh! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia catches the grenade and rolls it back towards Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex grabs Carolina and puts her in front of the grenade. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wha— <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sees the grenade. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pushes himself up and grabs his SMG. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas runs at Epsilon-Tex and scoops up the grenade. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas curls a fist around the grenade and punches Epsilon-Tex in her opened midsection. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia smiles and raises the trigger for the EMP grenade. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas removes her fist and grabs Carolina, quickly darting away. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia triggers the grenade. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex spasms and jerks. <font color=#ADADAD>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex <font color=#ADADAD>> No...you can't finish me...that easily... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas fumbles for her sidearm. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stands and punches Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia doubles over and clutches at his wounds. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex staggers back, lights flickering and going down. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex struggles to remain active, and makes a clumsy lunge at Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then reaches for her combat knife, and uses Epsilon-Tex's momentum against her, spinning and slamming her to the floor. <Director_Church> No! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then stabs the knife into Epsilon-Tex's neck, cutting in a frenzy of rage. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex jerks and twitches. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Shit. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Remind me never to piss her off. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina finishes stabbing and pulls Epsilon-Tex's head off, wires popping. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex becomes still and shuts off completely. <font color=#ADADAD> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Epsilon-Tex (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas keeps her gun trained on Epsilon-Tex's headless form, but slowly lowers it. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pushes himself up against the wall. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's two and zero, bitch. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I don't think you'll be able to put that back together, director. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stands panting over Epsilon-Tex's body, her head hanging from one hand. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas suddenly falls to her knees and begins screaming. * Director_Church suddenly laughs over the COM. <Director_Church> (COM) Oh, there's a price to pay, Agent Texas. <Director_Church> (COM) There's always a price to pay. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, what now? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns and stares at Texas, confused. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What the fuck are you doing to her?! <Director_Church> (COM) You've failed once again, agents. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That's not the way it looks from here. <Director_Church> (COM) Now that Alpha is metastable, he has inherited many...human traits. <Director_Church> (COM) And you've just destroyed his memory of her, so he will never remember her again. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tosses Epsilon-Tex's head aside and moves to stand by Texas, worried. <Director_Church> (COM) And when an AI is being erased from the mind of a metastable AI, it will be painful. Particularly since Agent Texas is a by-product of the Alpha. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm still waiting for the part where you're winning. <Director_Church> (COM) Here's how I've won, Agent Georgia. <Director_Church> (COM) You'll never get inside in time to stop me. <Director_Church> (COM) My experiments have been completed and are a success. <Director_Church> (COM) And once Alpha forgets Agent Texas, there will be nothing left but a shell of her. <Director_Church> (COM) ...not that she was much more than that to begin with. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia rolls his eyes and sprays a miniature biofoam container into his wounds. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina beats on the door in frustration. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas continues to scream, writhing on the floor. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You bastard—! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington advances onto the scene of the battle, taking in all three agents and the shattered Epsilon-Tex. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Well. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> This is interesting. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns to look at Wash. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas is convulsing worse than when Omega was in her head, and screams with an unimaginable, inescapable agony. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington shoulders his rifle. <Director_Church> (COM) Agent Washington. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Memory is the key. <Director_Church> (COM) I wasn't expecting you to be mentally stable ever again. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Yeah. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Me neither. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington advances on the door panel and focuses on the buttons. <Director_Church> (COM) You've shown up a little too late, Washington. <Director_Church> (COM) And there is no one in existance that knows the combination except myself. <Director_Church> (COM) And Agent Texas is falling apart by the minute. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> For the love of God, will someone shut this guy up? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Director? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Fuck you. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington punches in the combination. <Director_Church> (COM) What? * Director_Church spins around as the doors slide open. * Alpha_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Alpha_AI <Director_Church> How did you... <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Memory is the key, you asshole. <Director_Church> Of course. It was Epsilon. <Director_Church> You inherited his memories. <Director_Church> My memories. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Texas! Carolina! Anyone receiving? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia scoops up his SMG and advances unsteadily on the opening door. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Unfortunately, yes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stalks toward the door, knife still in hand. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington readies his rifle, but hesitates to enter. * Alpha_AI is on a nearby pedestal, his holographic form on his knees. <Alpha_AI> Allison... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up feebly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Leonard... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You remember me... * Alpha_AI removes his helmet to reveal a face not unlike that of the director's, but younger and much kinder. <Alpha_AI> Barely... <Alpha_AI> ...I feel so numb. <Alpha_AI> It's like I hardly know you now... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina watches this exchange grimly. <Alpha_AI> But you came for me. I know that much. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas crawls over to Alpha. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But it's too late for me, Leonard... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I can feel myself...dying... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...funny...an AI, dying... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then shifts her gaze back to the Director, grip on her knife tightening. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia trains his weapon on the Director. <Director_Church> I'll let them have one last talk together. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Alright, you do that.

<font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Tex, do you read me? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) It's no good, Mich. There are jammers everywhere. I'm surprised I can hear you. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Thanks. Think they'll de-jam it soon? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) We'll see. But for now, we need pick-up. Think you can get a dropship down here? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Down where? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) We're on the planet's surface, I can send coordinates. Long story, just get Four-Seven-Niner and Missouri. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) ...No, I can't send anything. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Agent_Carolina, what is your situation? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Are the jammers down? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) I think so, Mich. Anyway, my team got clear in time. Get Four-Seven-Niner and Missouri and bring a dropship down to collect us. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan finds Missouri <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Missouri. The AA guns are down, jammers too. Pelicans are clear to fly in. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Confirmed, Jammers down. Are you in need of assistance? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Affirmative. Get down to the facility, ASAP. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> C'mon, Agent_Missouri, we're getting Wyoming and Virg. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Alright. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri makes for the birds <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Need a pick-up, guys. West ridge of the valley, we have the Counselor secured. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Carolina, we are moving to pick up our remaining fellows. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> And who else do we have available? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) I've got North, York, and Montana with me, and the Counselor. Virg's around somewhere. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan heads for the hangars <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Can you fly, Michigan? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Probably. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Probably really isn't good enough, Michigan. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I know. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> You find our other pilots. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) This is Misery. Deploying for pickup. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Hah, just another day, Missouri. See you in a bit. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Good to hear you, Wyoming. Any intel on what's topside? <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri inbound <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is standing on the facility's roof, firing down on the squads trying to advance below. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Just some infantry to mop up. Shouldn't be a problem. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan is onboard Peli <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Let me give you a hand, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) By all means, you two. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri releases forward guns. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) All yours, Michigan <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Take em out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming observes the Pelican coming in <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan shoots out of the back hatch <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri opens fire <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> That should scatter them <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees a line of advancing soldiers cut down by the dropship's heavy machine guns, and picks off the stragglers. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Montana, keep that route up covered. North, focus on their flank, keep them pinned. York? Make sure the Counselor doesn't take any hits. It'd be a real shame if he got killed now. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri makes a circle sweep before settling on the rooftop <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana steps off the Pelican. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ah, I was wondering where you were off to. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Had to pick up a friend. What've we got, Wyoming? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just some stubborn infantry. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Looks like all guns are down. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan jumps out with Montana <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana gestures to a grey-armoured figured sitting near the back of the Pelican. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Ready for some payback? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington (9968b16e@gateway/web/freenode/ip.153.104.177.110) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington loads his battle rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Payback? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I could use some, yes. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana grins. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Nice to have you back in the action, Wash. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Let's do this. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> There's a few squads left of Freelancer's assault force. Convince them this line of work isn't working out, would you? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana readies her weapons, neither of which are silenced, since it's going to be a straight-up assault. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming provides covering fire from the rooftop, selecting the better-armed opponents as targets. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You boys ready to see what I can do to troopers in a face-to-face battle? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan shoots from afar <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Sure. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia readies his grenade launcher <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, get to it! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana leaps off the rooftop, landing about twenty feet down. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Preference for air support? Or shall I engage on the ground as well? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington braces himself against the troop bay and provides covering fire from above. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana fires at the enemy troopers running outside with her battle rifle, scoring headshot after headshot. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) ...I think I'll stick with air support <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Roger. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) However you like, this won't take long. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Just don't hit us or anything. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington continues firing, suppressing the enemy troopers. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Wash, if what you told me about Epsilon is true, Tex and Carolina are going to need you on level twelve. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Let's get down there. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires his grenade launcher at small groups of troopers, scattering the little resistance they were giving <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington reloads, then leaps from the Pelican down after Montana. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana reloads and continues firing without missing a beat, slowly pressing forward. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan jumps down as well <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Agent_Virginia, where are you? I can't open fire and risk hitting you. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You realize I don't know these numbers myself. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You better hope that control pannel triggers some sort of recall. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You'll probably remember it when you see it. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Glad to see you all here! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hmm, we seem to have them beaten back for the moment. Agent_Missouri? Now may be the time for extracting the Counselor. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) On it <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> York, bring him up. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana puts a trio of rounds into a trooper's chest, taking him down easily. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri brings the bird down low <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana adjusts fire and takes another one through the neck. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan starts killing the enemy troops with their own weapons <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming covers York and the Counselor, protecting the latter with their armor. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Ready for departure at any time <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees York, North, and the Counselor aboard. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington follows after Montana, picking off the stragglers and covering her back. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana reloads, letting Wash cover her. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Agent_Missouri? Why don't you let Four-Seven-Niner handle the return trip? We could use you down here. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia follows Montana and Wash <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay, I'm going to accompany Wash to level twelve. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Virg, wait for the others to form up. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Clear every enemy from the upper levels. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I thought I might as well follow you down here in case you needed explosions <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't think explosives will do us much good. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Wash has everything we need. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan retreats to hold an exit door <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...Are we done up here? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington advances after Montana, drawing his pistol in expectation of close quarters fighting. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> You can never have to much explosives <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana gives Virg a hard look. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Do as I say, Virg. Trust me. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We'll need every Freelancer we can get up here. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> This place is swarming with enemies. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Ready for departure? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Agent_Missouri; Four-Seven-Niner can handle the return trip. We could use you here. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Wyoming, she didn't come for the ride. Unless she brings another bird, I'm the only flyer in the air right now. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Blast. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan follows Montana <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> I'd much rather stay and assist <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Mich, stay with Virg. Shoot on sight. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Clear the facility of any enemies you see. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Copy. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright, it's about clear up here. Come on, let's follow Mont and the rest. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They're all trying to keep us bottled up here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan doubles back <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana raises her gun as troops swarm in <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Dammit! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> If we all go into the lower levels, they'll follow us. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Stay on the ground floor, that's an order. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana pushes Wash into the shadows, their armour blending perfectly with the dark. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana slips off into the lower levels with Wash. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Confirm, package onboard? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Aye, the Councilor's loaded up. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slaps the side of the Pelican twice. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Good to go. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) I'll take him up. See you soon. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri outbound <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires at the last retreating enemies, wounding one to slow whatever they plan to do next. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Righto. Missouri will have to catch up when he gets back, but we don't have time to waste. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Mich, take point. Virginia will folow, and I'll take the rear. York and North, stay here and wait for Missouri. We may need backup. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Wyoming? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming, Agent_Michigan, and Agent_Virginia catch up to Montana and Washington. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Montana? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Dammit, I told you guys to keep the others distracted. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> North and York are handling it. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana turns around and fires at the enemies chasing them. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Now we've got the whole damn unit after us. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Take positions! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan takes cover <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington stays low, avoiding the fighting. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We need to hold them here, keep them off Tex and Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pops up and fires. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Everyone, hold position! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Don't let them get to the lower levels! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's rifle cracks twice. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan pulls headshot after headshot <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming ducks an enemy sniper shot, and looking up sees it's the ODST who plundered his rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That bastard. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming ducks another shot, fires back, and vaults the cover, drawing his sidearm. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I thought he was dead, we both shot him! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Different bastard <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Cover me! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires his sidearm, weaving in and out of support columns to evade fire. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan covers Wyoming <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Well I see a lot of bastards coming our way! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming leaps into the midst of the enemy line, headlong at the ODST sniper. Her Majesty's long barrel is knocked aside as they tumble to the floor, going off once. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pulls another enemy off his feet and rolls, using the other man's body to cover him from the half-dozen rifles being brought about to kill him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming throws the man's body, standing and charging the recovering ODST. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming ducks, one marine being shot down by Michigan's covering fire. He decks the ODST, just as one of Virginia's grenades explodes and buys him some time. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming scoops up Her Majesty from where it fell, running over to plant a foot on the ODST's chest before he rises. He fires the clip's last shot, turning the trooper's helmet to a bloody mess, then jumps back into the no-man's-land headed for his allies. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is ducking plenty of fire from both sides, and just jumps the cover the others are using when a bullet strikes his back. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Aagh! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming crashes to the ground amid the other Freelancers. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Wyoming! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I got my bloody gun back. How. . . how many more are there? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Too many. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> These guys just don't let up. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Will explosives help now Montana? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Just kill the bastards, Virg. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan spots the gunman, an ODST with a modified silver hunting revolver. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slides into cover alongside Washington. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well. . . don't mind if I just. . . rest a moment, do you? I won't fall asleep. I promise. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia fires his grenade launcher at a group of soldiers aiming at Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan shoots at the "mobster-esque" ODST <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana guns down two soldiers in cover with pinpoint shots. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Last mag! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia chucks a battle rifle from a fallen soldier along with his ammunition, to Montana <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana catches the weapon and ammo with a nod of thanks. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan watches "Mobster" duck and shoot back. He ducks. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan shoots Mobster in the middle of his face. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Wyoming, need an assist? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is roused from his drowsiness. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Missouri? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) If you're around, it would be quite appreciated. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Correct. Agents York and North as well. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Brace. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Brace. . ? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming covers his head. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> What? <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri opens fire with a grenade launcher <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> This should do. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Is that a big enough crater, Agent_Wyoming? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Or do you need another? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hears several grenade explosions and screaming, and then silence. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No, Missouri. I think that got the blighters. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Now, if anyone happens to be a medic. . . <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Wyoming, what's wrong? Wounded? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just. . . a bit. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Hold tight. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has an axe-cut through his right shoulder, two rounds in his side, and a sniper shot through his thigh. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> York will stick with you. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Guys? Where did Wash go? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma's been holding me together more than anything. Wash? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Agent_Montana, lead the way <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming lies back, feeling the healing unit's energy begin to warm the areas near his wounds. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Myself, Virginia, and North are at your disposal. I believe Texas and Carolina are below? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Don't volunteer me for shit Missouri, I don't like that! <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Fine, Virg <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Stay here! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> No, I'm coming I just don't like it when others volunteer me. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri departs for below <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Texas! Carolina! Anyone receiving? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'm going down there! <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia walks down with Missouri. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan runs <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Viriginia, I'm sprinting. Try to keep up <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia runs past Missouri. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Good <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Looks like you need to keep up. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Nice to know you're comfortable letting me behind you with a silenced weapon, Agent_Virginia <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> I'm glad to have your confidence

<font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan enters the room <Director_Church> It seems you've finally got me, agents. <Director_Church> I must say I'm impressed. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan notices the Director <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You're under arrest for the breach of protocol twelve, section four, subsection three, paragraph ten. * Director_Church laughs. <Director_Church> A mercenary, reciting protocol to me. <Director_Church> How ironic. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shrugs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> My employer told me to say something like that when I found you. * Director_Church shifts his gaze to Carolina. <Director_Church> I certainly wasn't wrong when I picked you to be my number one, Agent Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is deathly silent, then walks slowly toward the Director. <Director_Church> You were always number one, Agent Carolina. <Director_Church> That's what you always wanted to hear, isn't it? The sad thing is you never realized it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina lunges forward, getting in the Director's face. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't you fucking dare. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana watches the exchange silently at the head of the crowd of Freelancers entering level twelve, keeping her gun trained on the director like everyone else. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan pulls out his M6/S <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Hold your fire, Agent_Michigan <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Please. <Director_Church> We both know Agent Texas never was one of you. <Director_Church> Look at her. What is she? <Director_Church> A shadow, that's what. A failure. <Director_Church> She is the only one I'm truly disappointed in. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... my friend. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She's my friend, you bastard. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs and lowers his gun. <Director_Church> Your friend. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, it looks like they've got this covered. <Director_Church> Your friends are all standing behind you, waiting for you to kill me. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia slides over to a nearby console and slips a small data file in. <Director_Church> It looks like I've brought you all together into a team after all. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> No. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Texas did. <Director_Church> And what is Agent Texas? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She's better than you. <Alpha_AI> Allison...I can save you... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> ...h-h-how...? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Goddammit, someone help Tex! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina keeps her focus on the Director. <Director_Church> She is a part of me, just like all these AIs. <Director_Church> Which is why I'm curious, Agent Georgia. <Director_Church> Why didn't you destroy her? <Director_Church> That's what you wanted to do, isn't it? <Director_Church> Destroy everything I ever built. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Because she's not part of you, you moron. <Alpha_AI> Come closer... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reaches out a gloved hand and puts her gauntlet on Alpha's pedestal. <Alpha_AI> Before I forget you completely, let me do this one last thing for you... <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Maybe your memories built her, but not even Sigma wanted to stop you as badly as she did. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That takes a whole lot of hate. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wh-what are you up to...Alpha...? <Alpha_AI> I'm the only one that can save you now, Allison. <Alpha_AI> Just like you tried so hard to save me. <Alpha_AI> But you did. You've brought all these Freelancers. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns back to the computer console. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So if she's really part of you, you have a hell of a lot more issues than I thought you did. <Alpha_AI> I can rest now knowing the director will be put to justice. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> R-rest...? * Alpha_AI reaches out a small holographic hand to touch Tex's and gives her a sad smile. <Alpha_AI> You're in charge of remembering me now. <Alpha_AI> But don't say goodbye... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Leonard, what are you...? <Alpha_AI> ...I hate goodbyes. * Alpha_AI surges through Tex in a blue flash, and disappears. * Alpha_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas cries out and is thrown to the floor. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> What the fuck!? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shudders as a blue energy courses through her. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Tex! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Tex! <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Tex! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas lays still. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina forces herself to keep looking at the Director. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Do whatever you need to do. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana slowly walks towards Tex. <font color=#00960F> * <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia runs over to Tex <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas gets up slowly. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia nods in satisfaction as the last of the computer's firewalls break down. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Looks like Alpha was holding them in place after all. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Tex? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't worry, Missouri. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What I need to do is very simple. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> As you wish, Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stands up straight. * Director_Church watches Tex indifferently. <Director_Church> So he gave himself up for you. <Director_Church> After everything I worked for to make him what he is. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You shut up, director. <Director_Church> Well, Allison. <Director_Church> It looks like I'll always be a part of you now. <Director_Church> I guess it's what would make you human, dare I say. <Director_Church> Metastability is fascinating, isn't it.? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Fascinating?!! <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Stop wasting UNSC time, Director. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Kill him, sedate him, interrogate him. Do whatever needs doing. <Director_Church> Tell me this, Agent Texas. How do you feel now? <Director_Church> You are reunited with your precious Alpha. <Director_Church> Closer than you could have ever hoped for. <Director_Church> Inseparable. <Director_Church> Forever. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas exchanges a glance with Carolina. <Director_Church> Yet you never found in him what you were looking for, did you? <Director_Church> And you never will... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina backhands the Director suddenly, brutally, no warning. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Be quiet. * Director_Church grunts and falls to the floor, his glasses falling to the floor and shattering. * Director_Church gets up slowly and laughs. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina leans down and yanks him up by his shirt collar. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What's so funny? <Director_Church> Are you going to make me suffer, Agent Carolina? <Director_Church> Is that it? <Director_Church> Inflict enough pain until you're satisfied, then kill what's left of me? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Oh, that would be fun. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But see, there's a problem. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> That's what you would do. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina brings the knife up to his throat. <Director_Church> So you're going to kill me quickly to spite me. How...ironic. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina rams the Director backward into the wall. * Director_Church winces. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'll tell you what I'm going to do. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm going to drag your sorry ass and shove it into the deepest darkest hole the UNSC can come up with. * Director_Church chuckles. <Director_Church> Is that your idea of nobility? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina backhands him. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't interrupt. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We're going to present every shred of evidence we can find to the committee. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Every fucking scrap. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> By the time we're through testifying, no one will care how much you can pay them to get out of jail. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They'll just want to stop looking at you. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Because you're disgusting. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And you'll end up locked away, alone, forever, with only your precious memories for company. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota has the Director's C drive backed up on three data modules. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe you can talk to Allison if you remember hard enough. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Oh, wait! She's DEAD. * Director_Church 's expression flickers into anger for the first time. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> DEAD, Director. D-E-A-D. She's never coming back. <Director_Church> Everything I worked for...for Allison...don't you dare mock me... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Everything you did, you did for YOURSELF! <Director_Church> You have no idea why I did what I did. <Director_Church> You never will. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina swings him around to look at Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't you realize what you did to her? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares down the director. <Director_Church> I gave her life. I made her from nothing but a memory. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You made me an object of failure. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You gave me a life I never wanted. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> All in hopes you could bring back Allison! <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Don't you fucking talk to me about what you did for me. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina forces him to look at the Freelancers next. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> How about them, huh? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wyoming's wife? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana stares down the director coldly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan glares at the director <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> You've wasted UNSC lives, funds, and most of all time, Director. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming appears in the door, supported by Agent_York. <Director_Church> Sometimes...you have to do what you're not proud of...for the greater good... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Nothing you tell me, no goal you deem worthy, will ever be important enough to justify what you've done. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Adeline was a person. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> We are people, or did you forget that, director? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I didn't enjoy getting blown into space, if anyone cares about that. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> These are lives you've ruined in the name if your sick, twisted, fucking experiments! <Director_Church> Every one of you would be nothing without me. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tightens her grip around the Director's throat. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Nothing? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Carolina? <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> I'd still be a Marine. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'd rather be nothing than what you've turned me into. <Director_Church> That can be arranged... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You're not exactly in the position to make threats, director. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina leans in until her helmet nearly touches the Director's face. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I never said you'd be delivered intact. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> So shut. The fuck. Up. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana grins. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pulls the data file from the computer and nods. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, that's that. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Let's get out of here already. Let the subcommittee clean up the mess. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Carolina, can I help injure the director? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shrugs off York's help, and leans against the door. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> No. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I don't like sharing. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina pulls back her fist, waits a moment, then sends it barreling into the Director's jaw. * Director_Church (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Nice punch. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Well, that was carthatic. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> That hurt from over here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina picks up the unconscious form and slings it over her shoulder. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina pushes past the Freelancers with the Director in tow, so no one can swing any punches. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia decides to leave before everyone remembers how much they hate him. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Hold up, Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hm? <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri hands him a datapad <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Some contact information for you <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia takes the pad and slips through the crowd. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Let's get out of here. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks up to Georgia. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, shit. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You still have Agent Pennsylvania's death to answer for, although most of the blame is with Cal. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Still, that'll be answered for another day. I suggest you leave now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> My thoughts entirely. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But for the record, we're even for Sigma. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There are vehicles scattered all over the place. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Don't worry. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I've got my own ride. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stops Georgia on his way out. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You know, I thought the next time we met, I'd have had something to say. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So, do you? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm in a bit of a rush here. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Only good luck. I'll leave you to wonder why. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll think about that. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> In the meantime... <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia raises the computer chip and heads off down the hallway. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I've got some money to spend. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming watches him leave, then reenters the Director's command center. * Four-Seven-Niner (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Four-Seven-Niner <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) This is Four-Seven-Niner to all Freelancers, does anyone copy? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> (COM) Roger, Four-Seven-Niner. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) I see bodies all over the place. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reboots one of the computers. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Didn't quite get everything, Georgia. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) You guys just about done? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> (COM) Roger. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Texas, have a moment? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Give me a sec. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks over to Missouri. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Certainly. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota adds information from the Director's C drive to a database of evidence, then goes to speak with his wife. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What is it, Missouri? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming taps in a long string of commands, then logs out, leaving the computer to run. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Anything we need to take care of before we contact the UNSC? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I can think of a few. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Very well. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> If you don't mind, I'd like to let the Mother of Invention slip off for a while. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm sure the UNSC will be lenient since we've got the director now. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Slip off?

<font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I have a few errands to attend to. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> I understand, Texas. But we're on the clock. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I hear you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'll bet most of us are waiting to join up with the UNSC. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) We've got five dropships waiting on standby. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Ready for extraction whenever you are. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> (COM) Roger. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Everyone ready to go? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I'm wondering how many A.I. were destroyed by the EMP. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming passes by, using his reclaimed rifle as a crutch. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Need a hand, Wyoming? <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> Sure, I'm tired of getting shot at today. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll be fine, Missouri. Thank you. I'm ready to leave this rock behind. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shifts, not caring if the Director gets bumped on her armor. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Those are some sharp points on your shoulder pads, Carolina. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana winks. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Ready to go, Four-Seven-Niner. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas reaches the ground level with the others and steps outside. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Right, let's get out of this shithole. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> With pleasure. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas takes a seat next to the hatch of Four-Seven-Niner's Pelican. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming boards one of the Pelicans, easing himself into a seat. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas watches as the others climb aboard the other Pelicans. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sits next to Texas, strapping the Director in on the other side. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri climbs back into his Pelican, moving to the cockpit <Four-Seven-Niner> Right, let's go home. * Four-Seven-Niner takes off with a full Pelican. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas watches as the other Pelicans fill up and follow accordingly. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Will follow shortly <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares out the hatch in silence. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri outbound <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana, who is sitting across from Carolina, keeps her eyes on the unconscious director. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> (COM) So...what now? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Who knows? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Now we get our materials in order, run follow-up for Carolina, and report in. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (In the same Pelican as Virginia) Nothing's done yet, Virg. There's still a war out there. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> (COM) All in all I think today went pretty well... <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> (COM) At least my family will be able to go back home now... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) We sure went through hell and back. But it was worth it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina laughs quietly, then looks at Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas runs a hand absentmindedly over the back of her head. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hey. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas turns to Carolina slowly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina jerks a thumb at the Director. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I wanted to kill him. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Me too. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But in the end... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I couldn't. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sighs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I felt like something changed, as soon as Alpha gave himself up to save me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I could feel everything he was feeling. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And...what scared me was that I understood why the director did it all. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I still hate him for it. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But Alpha's a part of me now, and I see that...it's just what makes us human. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina remains silent for a moment, then clears her throat. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What did you find out? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> He just couldn't let her go. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Sure, it sounds ridiculous considering what lengths he's gone to. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I guess when you really love someone, there's nothing you won't do for them. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But hell, what do I know about that. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You came for Alpha. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> And he sacrificed himself for you. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You know more about... love, I guess, than the Director ever did. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'd say that's something. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas nods slowly. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> In a way, it's hard to accept that Alpha's gone. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But at the same time...I'm relieved. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> It's closure, I guess. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan is listening intently <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Sometimes...that's the best thing you can get when you're stumbling through a world you were never a part of. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks out the hatch again. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And besides, there's still Epsilon. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I won't do anything like what the director did, try to get back what I can't have. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I'll make sure he never suffers the way Alpha did. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I can do that for him...in his memory. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> After all, memory is the key. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Just promise me one thing, Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hm? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Never wonder why you're here. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas nods. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Everything happens for a reason, even the Director's schemes. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I think I'm starting to figure that out, actually. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And now I have a pretty good idea where to look next. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> As soon as we bring South back to normal...Epsilon and I will have a lot to catch up on. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner, what's our ETA? * (COM) Four-Seven-Niner closes the hatch. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) We're headed into space now. <Four-Seven-Niner> The Mother of Invention is waiting for us. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Tex? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> When we get back to the ship... will we be packing up to leave it, and our old lives? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I guess we'll all go our separate ways. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Do what we think is right. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota doesn't care, as long as his family goes home. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I think Carolina and a few others are going to stick around and make sure the director is brought to justice. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I have my own path to follow, and I think you all do as well. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Do we have to leave it? <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri isn't leaving. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> If the bunch is breaking up looks like its back to the Navy... <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There's a war we could be fighting. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You can join the fight if that's what you believe in. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> I'll find work that's less likely to make me wanted for treason. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) On approach * Four-Seven-Niner lands the Pelican in the hangar bay and opens the hatch. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's Pelican lands in one of the Invention's hangars. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming departs, hobbling towards medbay. * Four-Seven-Niner follows Wyoming.

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia enters his shuttle, letting his armor slip off him as he approaches the cockpit. * Chairman (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Chairman <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia opens a high-frequency transmission. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Alright, this is Mordred on the line. <Chairman> (COM) Ah, Agent Georgia. <Chairman> (COM) It's nice to hear from you. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Yeah, I love the sound of my own voice. <Chairman> (COM) I trust your mission went well? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) The job's done. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Adamska's not going to be a problem anymore. <Chairman> (COM) Excellent. <Chairman> (COM) The Office of Naval Intelligence will be pleased to hear about that. <Chairman> (COM) And the director? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Yeah, he's done <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Though I think you'll be hearing more about that soon enough. <Chairman> (COM) Perfect. <Chairman> (COM) Well done, Agent Georgia. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) I do what I'm paid for. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Now, about my fee... <Chairman> (COM) Of course. <Chairman> (COM) You know our usual meeting spot. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Yeah, don't worry. <Chairman> (COM) A representative will be present with your pay. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia raises the computer chip and smiles faintly. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Excellent. <Chairman> (COM) And of course, any additional services you may require, as a token of our appreciation. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Pleasure doing business with you. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) I'm sure you'll need my talents again. <Chairman> (COM) I have no doubt about that. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) That's the great thing about having a war on. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Lots of work for mercenaries. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia kills the feed. * Chairman (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia leans back in the pilot seat and lets out a deep breath. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia watches the Pelicans soar away through his viewport. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pulls out the busted time distorter and looks down at it before setting it aside. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Thanks, Zeta. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances back into the shuttle. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hang on back there, buddy. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Time to go.

<font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri lands shortly thereafter <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps off the Pelican with Carolina, who's carrying the director. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas watches as everyone walks off. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I can't leave the ship... <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Why ever would you leave, Michigan? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> We are going to need a technician. <font color=#00960F>< <font color=#0F6BAD>Agent_Virginia <font color=#00960F>> I'm getting a drink. Who wants some Bodka? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas sees York step off another Pelican, and looks at Carolina. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Why don't you and York go find somewhere to put the director? <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> There's someone I need to see. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina nods and walks off with York. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas watches as Carolina disappears around the corner with York and the director slung over her shoulder. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas thinks silently for a moment and walks off towards recovery. * Counsellor (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Counsellor <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks into the counsellor's quarters, which is heavily guarded. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Hello, counsellor. <Counsellor> Agent Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I hope these boys didn't treat you too roughly. <Counsellor> Not at all. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> So, can we trust you? <Counsellor> That's up to you and the other Freelancers. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> They'll have a tough time, that's for sure. <Counsellor> Indeed. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> But I don't need them to trust you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I just need you to help me. <Counsellor> Certainly. It's the least I can do for your troubles. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> So, once Epsilon has erased South's memories, you can help me figure some things out. <Counsellor> What sort of things? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stares at the counsellor for a moment before replying. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Metastability. <Counsellor> Ah, I see. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I trust the director showed you the ropes in that department. <Counsellor> Yes. <Counsellor> It's not a pleasant experience. If you're sure you want to do this to yourself... <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas laughs. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I've had my fair share of unpleasant experiences, and I'm still here, counsellor. Don't worry about me. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I just need to know. Can you do it? <Counsellor> Yes. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Good. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Then I'll see you later. Make yourself comfortable. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas walks off. * Counsellor (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas returns to her quarters, now with a lot to think about. She pulls out the dog tag C.T. had left her and stares it it silently.

<font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming enters the medbay, an Agent with real medical training preparing to surgically remove the bullets embedded in him. <Four-Seven-Niner> Hey, Reggie. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hey. <Four-Seven-Niner> Looks like you got out of that place in one piece. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hah, plus a few from their magazines. But alive, at least. <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, I see you guys finally got the director. <Four-Seven-Niner> Good job. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> A good job indeed. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes. I'm glad Tex and Carolina didn't kill him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> After all he's done to us, and all we had to go through to get him, it didn't matter what he thought of us anymore. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> He can scoff at our nobility all he wants. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But it's our actions that mattered. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> He'll see justice, Wyoming. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> I guarantee it. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Four-Seven-Niner, what will you do? * Four-Seven-Niner winks at Michigan. <Four-Seven-Niner> Oh, I think Wyoming and I will arrange a vacation. <Four-Seven-Niner> I've got this nice spot picked out in the Amazon. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Can I come? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming laughs. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Sorry, Min. Private party. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Damn. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks over across medbay, towards where North has returned to watching over South. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri hands Wyoming a datacard. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stares down at it. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> hold this. I'll leave you two alone and keep the rest out <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming holds up the chip. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri pulls Michigan along with him, pushing him out the door <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri leaves medical, closing the doors behind him <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well. . . Sophie. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What exactly were you thinking of driving on this little holiday? <Four-Seven-Niner> Oh, I don't know. <Four-Seven-Niner> Driving's not really what I'm looking forward to. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's getting away from all this damn violence. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's smile fades. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We're running out of places to go, Soph. Soon enough, there won't be anywhere left to run. <Four-Seven-Niner> The Covenant haven't found Earth yet, if that's what you mean. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming leans back. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No. . . and maybe you're right. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just for a while. Get away from it all. <Four-Seven-Niner> Yeah. I mean, these guys just got those bullets taken out of you. <Four-Seven-Niner> You should at least wait a couple weeks before having to do it again. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, I've had more shots than that in me before. <Four-Seven-Niner> So, give me a call when you feel like you can get out of bed. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll do that. * Four-Seven-Niner waves at Wyoming and walks out of the recovery bay.