RP:Red vs Blue: Revolution/Episode 9

 Episode IX: Under New Management

< Agent_South > Shit!  * Agent_South ducks back as a spray of bullets land next to her face.  * Agent_South reloads her MA37 and glances at Carolina, who is in cover behind a nearby wrecked car. < Agent_South > Carolina, got a clear shot on them?  * Agent_Carolina sights down her BR and is met with the sight of... nothing.  They're in cover. <Agent_Carolina> Smoke 'em out. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What? These guys are everywhere! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) North, where the hell are you?!! You're supposed to be covering us! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Hold on, I can see them. Updating thermals. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North aims his sniper <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Thanks, Wyoming. I got 'em. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North guns down several enemies <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South pokes her head out and fires a spray of bullets at the rebels. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> reloading... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North takes down a few more enemies and moves up <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Mind for enemy snipers and rocket launcher teams. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Screw this. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South jumps out of cover and rushes the rebels. <Omicron_AI> Agent South, that's not such a good idea. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Just trust me, Omi. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Carolina, how far is your team from the COM relay? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Less than a klick! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Roger that. Got Helljumpers en route. We're ten minutes out. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South leaps to the rebels' cover and guns them down. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North draws his SMG's and takes down a few more guards <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's shots fly overhead, covering the twins. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grumbles as she reloads. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Helljumpers... yeah, that'll fix everything... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Where do they keep getting these guys? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That's the fifth ambush team we've run into now. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina growls and resumes firing. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South scans the area with her assault rifle. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We're clear for now. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North reloads <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Copy that. Coming down. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) AA and artillery teams, keep the enemy from the air and ground at bay <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> But this place gives me the creeps. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Where to, Carolina? <Jonathan_Ulan> Fire! * Jonathan_Ulan fires mortar shells on North and South <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Crap! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh, shit! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South dives for cover. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North leaps out of the way <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is shaken as mortars rain down on them. <Jonathan_Ulan> 105s, fire salvo! * Jonathan_Ulan fires heavy artillery <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Who the fuck is hitting us with mortars?! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Wyoming, you see anything? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> How the hell are we supposed to do this without long-range recon? <Omicron_AI> If we could reactive the COM relay... <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah, if we're still in one piece. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina snarls as a mortar strikes too close. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Lucky I didn't abandon position. Hold tight. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming opens fire on the mortar teams on another rooftop. <Jonathan_Ulan> MG Teams, keep the defenses around the relay up <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming catches most if not all in the open. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Omi, where are they coming from? <Omicron_AI> Marking targets now. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Don't give them to me, give them to North! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'm not the one with the sniper rifle! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina dashes out of cover, switching out her BR for a Magnum. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North draws his sniper <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Okay, let's see what you've got for me... <Omicron_AI> Copy. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads and puts down another mortar team. * Omicron_AI sends the data to Theta. <Theta_AI> Data received. <Theta_AI> See them, North? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North climbs to a vantage point <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I got 'em <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Carolina, they've got more teams headed to flank you. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Copy that. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North guns down a few approaching enemies * Jack_Carlson begins firing on Wyoming <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Y'know, some backup would've been nice at this point... <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Heads up, Freelancers, we're coming in hot. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Well, hurry the hell up! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) We're dropping into the atmosphere at maximum velocity, Agent South Dakota. Sit tight. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks to the sky to see pods burning through the atmosphere, just as a hail of bullets forces him to abandon position. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) AA guns, swat those HEVs down! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina finds cover and aims to the rear, picking off some of the flanking troops. * Jonathan_Ulan watches his AA shoot at the HEVs <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Scatter, troopers! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires a careful parting shot back at Jack_Carlson before rappeling down to the street. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Freelancers, take out those damn AA guns! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) If you want backup, that is. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Copy that. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, do you see where the AA fire is coming from? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah. Marking positions. * Jonathan_Ulan sends airstrikes to attack the Freelancers <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got 'em. * Lt_Forenson drops down behind enemy lines with the ODST team. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Go, go, go! * PFC_Trentson (4abe0635@gateway/web/freenode/ip.74.190.6.53) has joined #halo-fanon * SGT_Colbioern (4abe0635@gateway/web/freenode/ip.74.190.6.53) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs ahead to get a better vantage point * Jonathan_Ulan has his artillery at the COM Relay fire on anyone within a 100 meter radius <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming repositions, falling back to his second planned firing location. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Carolina, hurry it up! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) We're flanking! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North begins climbing a roof, and catches sight of the AA gun * PFC_Trentson and SGT_Colbioern follow Lt_Forenson <Lt_Forenson> Trentson, Colbioern! Lend a hand in taking out those guns! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington watches the explosions and tracer rounds from a distance. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tosses a grenade at the AA gun, killing the crew <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is well beyond the 100 meter radius when he begins picking off Ulan's artillery teams. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina joins her team in pushing toward the objective. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> One down. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Well that seems to have everyone tied up. <Jonathan_Ulan> Get to those transports! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South follows up Carolina and shoots the gunmen. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Time to get ONI's work done. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> C'mon, we're moving! * PFC_Trentson follows North <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Try to keep up. <PFC_Trentson> I'll try, sir! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) I just saw Ulan, he's getting away! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Ulan? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Where's he headed, Agent Wyoming? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington advances through the hills, staying low as he moves beyond the rebel positions. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Back of the facility. Must be transports back there. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Copy. Let's get moving. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North begins sprinting <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Carolina, take two others and get those COM relays back online. * PFC_Trentson struggles to keep up * Jack_Carlson fires his artillery from the position of the freighters at the Freelancers <SGT_Colbioern> I'll go with you, Carolina. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) The rest of you, with me. We're going to stop Ulan. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North scales the side of a building <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Trentson, regroup with your squad if you have to. * PFC_Trentson gasps for breath <PFC_Trentson> I'll be fine, sir... <PFC_Trentson> Throw me some rope, please, sir! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) All 155 Arty pieces, saturate the area around here with shells <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tosses some rope down <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You sure you're okay? * PFC_Trentson starts climbing <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington affixes a silencer to his battle rifle as he moves up to a better vantage point. * Lt_Forenson makes his way to the back of the facility with the team. <PFC_Trentson> Yeah... I'm fine... First mission's the toughest, isn't it sir? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, so they say. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Captain Davis: Are those attack aircraft on the ship ready? <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Jonathan Ulan: Yes sir, Light Attack VTOLs ready sir. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Cut the chatter, Private. <PFC_Trentson> (COM) Right, sorry sir! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Alright. * Lt_Forenson makes his way through the facility. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Lieutenant, we can't let Ulan escape. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Artillery, fire again <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Eyes sharp, everyone. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North begins moving along the roof * PFC_Trentson sneaks behind North <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming remains on overwatch, and spots aircraft on the horizon. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) I've got eyes on some of the trucks out back. Can't see their leader. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) South, if you're still near those AA guns, might want to get them ready. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Copy. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Davis, send them out, and tell them to keep a high altitude, and strafe and bomb the enemy <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Sir, we only have enough fuel for a few short bombing runs. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) All we need is one <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Tell them if there is danger, pull back <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Yes, sir! <Theta_AI> I can't pick up any sign of him on the motion tracker. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Plenty of grunts running around... * SGT_Colbioern covers Wyoming <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Hold fire, Agent North Dakota. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Copy that. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, there should be an abandoned AA gun, I killed the crew. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Light Attack VTOLs, begin bombing run, now! <Theta_AI> Bombing squads detected! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks up at the aircraft <Jonathan_Ulan> Arty, take out the COM relay <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) North! Wyoming! Get off the roof! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What? Oh, blast it. * PFC_Trentson notices North has stopped and immediately goes prone <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, Shield! * Theta_AI deploys the energy shield. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North moves by Trentson <PFC_Trentson> Thank you, sir! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I hope this thing is as tough as it was in training... <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington watches the VTOLs soar in and marks their position. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> So that's where they're coming from. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South aims the AA guns at the bombing squad, managing to shoot down one, then two aircraft before they pass by. <Jonathan_Ulan> Shit <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North and Trenson take cover under the bubble shield as bombs strike the roof <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming darts over to the side of the building, using the placed ropes to rappel down and get clear. * SGT_Colbioern jumps after Wyoming <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) All troops, retreat to the shipyard, we're getting out of here! <Theta_AI> North, you might want to get off the roof. It could still collapse. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South gets off the gun after the aircraft pass and regroups with the others. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks down as the roof starts to crack <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Son of a— * PFC_Trentson runs <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Carolina, got the COM relay online yet? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Lieutenant, the relays are damaged! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Copy that. Forget about them for now, Agent Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) North, jump! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North jumps away as the roof begins to collapse <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming breaks Agent_North's fall. * PFC_Trentson jumps for it and lands ungracefully near Colbioern <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ow. . . <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Thanks, Wyoming <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Anytime, North. <SGT_Colbioern> Smooth, kid. <PFC_Trentson> Sorry, Sarge! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North helps Wyoming up <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) We,ve lost contact with several of the VTOLs, whats going on down there? <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) I don't know, but how quickly can we evacuate? <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Within five minutes, sir, we're reaching the shipbreaking yard now! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) What's our next objective? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Wyoming, position of the rebel leader? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Wyoming, come in. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Sorry, sir. No visual. * Lt_Forenson growls. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington moves in on one of the abandoned rebel positions. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Everyone, move up. We can't lose them. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Got it. * PFC_Trentson gets to his feet <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Moving. <SGT_Colbioern> C'mon, slowpoke. * SGT_Colbioern moves up <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Looks like they didn't leave much standing. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Typical Carolina. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North moves up towards the back of the base * PFC_Trentson gasps for breath again, then moves up <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming follows North with the ODSTs. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Keep an eye out. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North draws his SMGs <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming loads his M6. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No sign of hostiles, yet. Maybe they're concentrated ahead? * Lt_Forenson reaches the back of the facility to see the vehicles driving off. <Lt_Forenson> Damn! * SGT_Colbioern and PFC_Trentson draw their standard issue MA5Cs <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Shit, now what? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We'll never catch up to them now. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington follows in the wake of the main force's advance, careful not to make contact with UNSC or rebel forces. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Alright, is everyone evacuated shipboard yet? <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) The frieghters should be ready to take off now! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Good, get them on <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina activates her speed unit and runs after the truck. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Carolina! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> She's fucking nuts. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Don't let them get away! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina leaps into the back of the truck, and activates her camouflage. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) North, let's flank and cover with rifles. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks around for a vehicle to comandeer <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Alright, everyone. Let's tail them. <Jonathan_Ulan> All troops, get aboard and standby to takeoff! * Lt_Forenson commandeers a truck. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South jumps on the back of the truck. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps into the back of a direlict truck. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> North, grab the wheel. I'll shoot. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Got it. * PFC_Trentson follows North <PFC_Trentson> I call shotgun! * PFC_Trentson grabs shotgun <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North climbs into the driver's side * Lt_Forenson waits for everyone to be on a vehicle. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Okay, move out! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming steadies his sniper rifle on the truck's cab. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Sir, I'm detecting several UNSC signals, I suggest you get aboard now! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) On my way * Lt_Forenson drives after the rebel convoy. <SGT_Colbioern> I wouldn't trust that kid, North, he shoots about as well as a cave fish. <PFC_Trentson> I'm not that bad... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North begins driving <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Have faith, Sergeant. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Damn, I don't think I was fast enough. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shifts as the truck bounces over some bumps in the road, braced against the inside. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington opens an encrypted channel. * Lt_Forenson reads Carolina's position, and takes the according roads. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Ulan. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North drives at full speed after the rebels. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Are they in sight? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Wyoming, got a visual on the enemies yet? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks through his rifle scope. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Am I getting through to Jonathan Ulan? <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Roger <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Who is this? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) I can't say much on a channel like this. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Damn, don't we have orbital support? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) As long as the relays are offline, no. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Up ahead. They're out of range, but we're closing fast. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North keeps driving <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) But I want you to know that I'm a Freelancer. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) And I want to defect. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Why? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) I can't say more right now. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Is there some way we can get in touch? * SGT_Colbioern looks around for a way to catch up to the others <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Radio's the only way, and give me a good reason now <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Carolina, any indication of where the convoy is headed? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Ship breaking yard, Lieutenant. Two freighters in sight. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) We're closing in... <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Copy that. The rebels must be after the ships. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming readies a shot. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Transports, get out of there, now! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Because the UNSC's too focused on fighting rebels than winning the war. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) I want to help you people survive. <PFC_Trentson> (COM) Open fire, sir? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Okay, Carolina. Wreak some havoc, slow them down. We'll have your back shortly. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Everyone else, open fire on sight. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Affirmative. <PFC_Trentson> (COM) Copy that, sir. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Transports, protect the frieghter and cover Ulan! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina carefully climbs out and shimmies along the side of the truck, reaching in and pulling the driver out. She quickly climbs in, breaks the shotgun rider's neck, and assumes control of the vehicle. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) We're gonna have to break through the gate. Hang on everyone! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North speeds up <PFC_Trentson> AHHHHHHHHHHHH! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Ulan, I'm sticking my neck out for you as it is. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Are you interested or not? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stands up from the back of the truck. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Alright. Let's make a mess. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina speeds up, using her M6C to fire shots at the other drivers. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes his time sighting on the tire of the convoy's lead vehicle, and fires. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South props her assault rifle over the top of the truck and opens fire on the trucks. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Washington, meet us at the shipyard, we're taking some freighters over <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) Alright. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> (COM) I'm on my way. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) What's going on with my fucking Convoy by the way?! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Got a visual on the leader. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires on the lead vehicle, hoping to bring the whole convoy to a halt. <Jonathan_Ulan> OH SHIT! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South lines up her MA37 with the back of Ulan's head. * PFC_Trentson opens fire, only able to aim in the general direction of the enemies <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North rams the rear truck <PFC_Trentson> AHHHHHHHHHHHH! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Stop screaming! * Jonathan_Ulan looks at the trucks behind him <Jonathan_Ulan> AH SHIT! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps over the cab and into the back of the rear truck. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington pulls a damaged Mongoose out of a ruined trench and drives towards the shipyard. <PFC_Trentson> (COM) Sorry, sir! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South opens fire, only to shatter the back window as Ulan ducks. * Jonathan_Ulan mounts the M247, and starts firing <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Damn! * Lt_Forenson swerves the truck to avoid the machinegun fire. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Whoa! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming smacks the rebels in the back truck with punches and hits from his rifle. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires his pistol one-handedly at the truck's wheels <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is thrown off the back of Forenson's truck. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Get to the leader! Don't let him get away! * Jonathan_Ulan keeps firing the M247 <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming deals with the remaining rebels in the back of the rear truck and moves into the cab, throwing the driver out. * PFC_Trentson empties his magazine but doesn't appear to notice <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Team Alpha, prepare to ambush the Freelancers when we arrive in the shipyard <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Trentson, can you drive at all? <PFC_Trentson> I don't know, sir, but I can try! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sighs <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stomps on the gas, catching up to Ulan. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, try then, you're designated driver now! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North kicks open the cab door, and attempts to climb onto the roof <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires at Ulan's truck * Jonathan_Ulan ducks * PFC_Trentson fires in the general direction of Ulan's truck <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South rolls to her feet and takes cover behind the truck, firing at the rebels. * Jonathan_Ulan shoots at the LT * Lt_Forenson ducks into cover. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tries to reload his pistol * Jonathan_Ulan shoots wildly at Wyoming <Jonathan_Ulan> Everyone, head for the shipyard at top speed <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming ducks down in the cab, continuing to advance. * Lt_Forenson gets out and pulls out his battle rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming attempts to pit Ulan's swerving truck. * PFC_Trentson begins driving * Jonathan_Ulan hits the gas, and heads for the shipyard <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Y'know, this seemed like a better idea in my head... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's pit maneuver misses, and loses ground. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South primes a grenade and tosses it at Ulan's truck. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Frag out! * Jonathan_Ulan swerves <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South manages to blow out one of Ulan's tires with the grenade and send the truck sliding across the road on three wheels. * Lt_Forenson cuts around the convoy and stops the truck horizonally in the road, blocking off any further advancement. * Lt_Forenson gets out and pulls out his battle rifle. <Jonathan_Ulan> Alpha Team: Hit the Freelancers, when they get in your sights <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Get him, North! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North jumps forward onto the roof of Wyoming's truck <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Hostiles, coming in from all sides! * Jonathan_Ulan shoots at North with his M247 <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Shit! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South adjusts her aim at the rebels pouring in. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North draws his sniper and fires three shots at Ulan <ODST_Leader> (COM) Ulan. * PFC_Trentson suddenly guns his engine, driving right at Ulan at speeds in excess of 90 MPH <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Oh fuck * Jonathan_Ulan shoots at the PFC * PFC_Trentson ducks but keeps driving <ODST_Leader> (COM) It looks like you're in a bit of trouble down there. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) No shit! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, drive straight, will ya? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North reloads and aims directly at Ulan <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Who is this? Why are you on the commander's COMs? <ODST_Leader> (COM) If you were more important to Ulan's movement, then you'd know. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming realizes North's on his truck and straightens out on some level ground. * Jonathan_Ulan bails from his truck, and starts running <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right, you bastard... * PFC_Trentson slams into Ulan's truck <PFC_Trentson> Oof! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North takes aim at Ulan's back <Theta_AI> North, look out! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh shi— * Theta_AI marks almost thirty enemies coming up on him and Wyoming. * ODST_Leader emerges over the horizon, leading a loose formation of Hornets. * PFC_Trentson slams the transmission into reverse <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, bugger. <Theta_AI> Cover, cover! <ODST_Leader> Strafe the road! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South sees the enemies. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Covering fire! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Fuck. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Cover Ulan's escape! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Your call, North. gas or brakes? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North activates his shield * PFC_Trentson pulls his truck out, slams the transmission into forward, and accelerates toward Ulan * Jonathan_Ulan bolts for the yard <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Catch that bastard! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gas it is then. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming floors it. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Transports, get ready for Ulan's arrival * Jonathan_Ulan shoots at the PFC and Wyoming * PFC_Trentson keeps the pedal floored * ODST_Leader and his Hornets spray the pursuing Freelancers and ODSTs with gunfire. * Jonathan_Ulan shoots out the tires <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North deactivates his shield and prepares to take a running jump * PFC_Trentson skids but tries to keep driving straight <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South moves up on foot with the rest of the team. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's truck sparks as bullets ping off the truck, and then jolts as a tire blows out. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh, Theta, what are the chances, statistically, of me surviving a jump like this? <Theta_AI> Slightly higher than that time you activated the shield while escaping the oil platform. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Gee, that's optimistic. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Keep your distance, boys, just keep the heat on them! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming keeps rolling forward. * Jonathan_Ulan keeps sprinting for the transports <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Come on, you bloody. . . * PFC_Trentson keeps the truck aimed at Ulan, thanks to the run-flat tires * Jonathan_Ulan sprints at the freighter <Jonathan_Ulan> Davis: Ready the ship! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, run him over if you have to! <Capt_Colin_Davis> Ulan: Transports ready sir! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington arrives at the shipyard and dismounts from his Mongoose. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Agent Carolina, where the hell are you? <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, follow me! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington is already inside. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) The leader's getting away! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North prepares to jump * PFC_Trentson is gaining fast <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South continues to push forward with the ODSTs on foot. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North takes a run up, and leaps off the top of the truck, landing not far behind Ulan <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires his SMG's at the retreating rebels <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South runs straight for Ulan. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming swerves to avoid hitting North, which saves Ulan for the moment. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina appears from the shadows, camouflage fading from her armor. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hello, Ulan. <ODST_Leader> Keep those transports covered! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina brings up her M6C and aims at Ulan's head. * ODST_Leader pulls his formation into a loose holding pattern around Ulan's freighter. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Oh, dammit. * ODST_Leader opens fire on Carolina. * Jonathan_Ulan shoots at Carolina <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina moves fast, using the freighter as cover. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Crap! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North shifts his aim to the Hornets <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina moves partially out of cover and fires at Ulan, managing to shoot him in the back of the shoulder. <Jonathan_Ulan> Damn! <Omicron_AI> Look out, South! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South steps on a landmine, and hears the beep. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh, shit... <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is thrown twenty feet in the air by an explosion. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South! <Theta_AI> Guys, watch out! The mines are everywhere! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South falls onto the ground in a heap, energy shields flickering. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Ow... * Jonathan_Ulan gets aboard the freighter, closing the door <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Uh-oh. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Davis, take off! * PFC_Trentson drives into a mine <PFC_Trentson> Sh— * PFC_Trentson has quit (Quit: Page closed) <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Trentson! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks from South to the frieghter * Lt_Forenson and his ODSTs are still firing on the Hornets circling them. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Transports, return to the ship! <ODST_Leader> (COM) Everyone, pull out. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Ulan's away, now let's get out of here. * ODST_Leader breaks off with the other aircraft and fly away. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming floors his truck again, hoping to clear the minefield before— <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming tumbles out as his truck is thrown end-over-end. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North stands totally still, not daring to move <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) When you return, may I speak to you in your office <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Roger <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, can you detect the mines? <Theta_AI> Copy. Marking now. * SGT_Colbioern catches up <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina ceases trying to shoot Ulan and runs toward South. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South groans and struggles to get up. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wait, it's a minefield. Everyone stay back <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina skids to a halt. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit. <SGT_Colbioern> I told that kid he'd only last a day... <SGT_Colbioern> I never meant it. * SGT_Colbioern removes his cap <SGT_Colbioern> Sorry, kid. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North carefully makes his way towards south <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming crawls from the wreck of the burning truck, noting the marks all over the ground. <Theta_AI> The freighters are taking off! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Somebody get a tracker on those ships! <Lt_Forenson> (COM) The freighters are taking off. Everyone get clear!

<font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North kneels down by South's body <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks back at his truck, and abandons it, picking his way across the mines to regroup. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South slowly gets up, shaking her head. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Thank god for these new suits... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Damn, I thought I'd lost you for a second. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'd have been killed if it wasn't for the energy shields. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington hands Ulan a small data chip. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North turns back * SGT_Colbioern walks up <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> The ships... <SGT_Colbioern> (gruffly) Someone was killed today... <Lt_Forenson> We lost two freighters, and the relays need repair. * Lt_Forenson sighs. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right. We'd better clean up here. <Lt_Forenson> If we're lucky, the fleet will spot the freighters. But I wouldn't be surprised if Ulan knew how to avoid them. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan is dropped off by a Pelican <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan disembarks and meets the other Freelancers <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Mich, careful, we're in a minefield! <Lt_Forenson> Agent Michigan. Any word from command? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North carefully heads to the perimeter of the field. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...What happened? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is watching everything silently, fists clenched. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... dammit. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks clear of the minefield. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... dammit. <Lt_Forenson> The rebels ambushed us, took off with two freighters. <Lt_Forenson> The relays aren't shut off, they need repair. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Are they planetside? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We've got one casualty. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Oh dear... Who died? <Lt_Forenson> One of mine. * Lt_Forenson grimaces. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Private First Class Trentson. <Lt_Forenson> Agent Michigan, I need you to get to the relays and see if you can fix them. <Lt_Forenson> Agent North, Agent South, go with him. Get those relays back online. <Lt_Forenson> Everyone else, get on board the Pelican. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right. C'mon, South. <Lt_Forenson> Let's see if we can't get word to command before those freighters leave the system. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming locks his rifle and prepares to board. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South gets into one of the only intact trucks and takes the driver's seat. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan grabs shotgun <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North climbs aboard <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...Where are the relays? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I know where they are. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South drives off. * Lt_Forenson boards the Pelican with the others. <Lt_Forenson> Come on, the sooner we get out of range, the sooner we can establish long-range communications. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan picks up his nano-tools <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Kappa, calibrate. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stops outside the relay station. * Kappa_AI begins remotely manipulating the nano-tools <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So, Lieutenant. Does that mean this op is over? Will we be redeploying? <Lt_Forenson> Consider it over. <Kappa_AI> Calibration complete, Mich. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Thanks. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan gets to work <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming surveys the others in the troop bay. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks at Wyoming, who is sitting next to her. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks up at her. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes off her helmet, grim-faced. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Another bad day, eh? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Too many of those lately, it seems. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I keep thinking... how if we'd had Tex on our side, it wouldn't have ended like that... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sighs. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You're right there. Unfortunately, we haven't made any progress towards getting her back, either. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's get this Relay sorted out. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Already on it, North. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I haven't seen anything like this in years... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> ...I hate to admit it, but I haven't any plans. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You mean you can't get this thing fixed? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Kappa, could you find some and pull them up for me? <Kappa_AI> Sure, Mich. * Kappa_AI finds, downloads, and opens plans <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Thanks. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> And yes, I can fix this, it'll take a while. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Carolina, we need a plan of action. And I think I may be working a lead on one, but I need time. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I don't want to give you false hope. But I have a few contacts that might be able to help. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm ready for anything you can give me. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just cover for me. Give me time, maybe an excuse not to be on the next op. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> In the meantime, I'd recommend another of my leads. Dr. Halsey is still aboard the Invention. Talk to her, tell her Reggie's calling in a favor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina scowls. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Halsey... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I feel like I've heard that name before. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina clasps her hands together, deep in thought. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hmm. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks around the relay <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan powers up the relay station <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> There we go. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Forenson, it's up. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That was fast. <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Already? <Lt_Forenson> (COM) Uh...good job, Freelancers. I'll arrange for transport back to base. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) This is North Dakota, the relay is back online, over.

<Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Alright, we're taking off, good <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington turns to Ulan. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You cut things closer than I thought you would. <Jonathan_Ulan> I'm crazy like that <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I noticed. <Jonathan_Ulan> What is this? * Lt_Forenson grunts exasperatedly. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> A gift. <Jonathan_Ulan> What's in it? * Jonathan_Ulan goes to his office <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Data on project Freelancer. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> The experiments the Director was running. <Jonathan_Ulan> Thank you Washington, that will be all <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Davis, report to me immediately <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) UNSC are everywhere, you must hurry before the detect us! <Jonathan_Ulan> Push the engines, and hit slipspace as soon as we get into space <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Davis, report to me immediately <Jonathan_Ulan> Agent-Washington: thank you for this data <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Just make sure it's worth it. <Jonathan_Ulan> I will <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) The ship will be entering slipspace soon. * Capt_Colin_Davis enters Ulan's "office" <Jonathan_Ulan> Sit Davis <Jonathan_Ulan> You needed to speak to me? <Capt_Colin_Davis> Sir, I was just wondering who that man on the channel with you. <Jonathan_Ulan> That is a need-to-know basis as of now <Capt_Colin_Davis> Yes...sir. <Capt_Colin_Davis> Another thing sir. <Jonathan_Ulan> Yes? <Capt_Colin_Davis> How many men did we lose down there? <Jonathan_Ulan> Too many, but they shall be avenged <Jonathan_Ulan> Dismissed

* Director_Church (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church * Counsellor (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Counsellor * Doctor_Halsey (cfbe3c01@gateway/web/freenode/ip.207.190.60.1) has joined #halo-fanon <Counsellor> I don't think that was what she meant, director. <Director_Church> I know damn well what she meant, counsellor. * Director_Church turns back to glare at Dr. Halsey. <Director_Church> Doctor, I don't think you're here to insult my intelligence. <Director_Church> So please, get on with it. * Doctor_Halsey stares coolly at the Director, as if he's an interesting insect. <Director_Church> I don't know what you told the UNSC for them to let you in, but this hardly feels like a proper interrogation. <Doctor_Halsey> There isn't anything proper about what you've done, Leonard. * Director_Church chuckles. <Doctor_Halsey> Especially when it comes to using my work. <Director_Church> Like you're one to talk. <Counsellor> Director... <Doctor_Halsey> I know what I did. <Doctor_Halsey> I own up to it. <Doctor_Halsey> And it's my responsibility to ensure idiots like you don't repeat my mistakes. <Director_Church> No, I think it was damaging enough that you made them. <Director_Church> Which was why I was careful not to make "your" mistakes. <Doctor_Halsey> Damaging? <Doctor_Halsey> My Spartans have saved countless lives. <Doctor_Halsey> Your.... Freelancers. <Doctor_Halsey> They're barely capable of functioning as a unit, unless they're fighting you. <Director_Church> Really? <Director_Church> From what I've heard, they've had multiple successful missions. <Director_Church> Perhaps their performance is not as high as your Spartans', with perhaps the exception of Agent Carolina. <Director_Church> But they are adept enough. <Doctor_Halsey> With proper guidance. The ONI is careful to use its assets well. <Doctor_Halsey> But I'm not here about them. * Doctor_Halsey holds up a data chip and taps it. <Doctor_Halsey> I'm here about your AI. <Director_Church> What about it? <Doctor_Halsey> Cloning one's own brain as a template is something I know plenty about. <Doctor_Halsey> But forcing it to fragment under duress? <Director_Church> It's artificial, doctor. An object. <Director_Church> For someone who has no qualms about abducting children to train as supersoldiers, you seem to hold a lot of concern for my AI. * Doctor_Halsey narrows her eyes icily. <Director_Church> At least I haven't sunk as low as you have, when it comes to people. <Doctor_Halsey> As low as I have? * Doctor_Halsey scoffs. <Director_Church> My agents are nowhere as...twisted as your Spartans. <Director_Church> At least they're still like humans. <Doctor_Halsey> Please, Director. If you're trying to make me feel guilty, you're being very boring — I know damn well what I did to my Spartans. <Doctor_Halsey> I live with it every day. <Director_Church> And I know what I did to my AI. <Doctor_Halsey> But all that remains is to move forward — something you are clearly incapable of. <Doctor_Halsey> What was her name... Allison? <Doctor_Halsey> Ah, yes. * Director_Church 's expression hardens. <Doctor_Halsey> I find it difficult to discern the true aim of your little project — to win the war, or to resurrect a loved one? <Doctor_Halsey> Either way, it's UNSC funds wasted. <Counsellor> Agent Texas is currently in storage, under ONI possession. <Doctor_Halsey> Where she belongs. For now. * Director_Church shoots the counsellor a glare. <Director_Church> Whose side are you on, counsellor? <Counsellor> I thought I made that clear when the Freelancers came to bring you in. <Doctor_Halsey> You see, Director Church, there is one thing I am very good at, besides the unethical treatment of minors. <Doctor_Halsey> I authored the very templates you used to create the Alpha and Beta AIs. <Director_Church> So I'm aware when I created them. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina approaches the interrogation room, overhearing the voices within and frowning. <Director_Church> I don't see the point you're getting at, doctor. <Doctor_Halsey> The point is, your attachment to the Beta AI is irrelevant. <Doctor_Halsey> I will do what I can to restore it — but you... you won't see that. <Doctor_Halsey> You're going to spend quality time contemplating what you've done while lending your expertise to the ONI. <Director_Church> So you're telling me you know nothing of a similar compassion? <Director_Church> Even towards these Spartans, the very monsters you've created. <Director_Church> You would rather watch them die than protect them? * Doctor_Halsey darkens. <Doctor_Halsey> Monsters? <Director_Church> Fight this war to your last stand, rather than escape and find safe haven? <Director_Church> Not even once will you grant your Spartans the chance to know something besides war? * Doctor_Halsey puts both hands on the tabletop, livid but contained. <Doctor_Halsey> My Spartans are alive, not dead, Leonard. That is the point. <Doctor_Halsey> What I do, I do for the living. <Director_Church> They're not dead yet. <Director_Church> But you've made them to die in the battles, so that others may live. <Director_Church> They can fight the battles of a hundred men, and so they'll die for a hundred lives. <Director_Church> Is that what matters? Their lives are just numbers to you? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina invites herself into the interrogation room, barging in. * Doctor_Halsey looks up, angry. * Director_Church turns to look at Carolina before turning away. * Counsellor gives Carolina a nod of greeting. <Director_Church> Anything to add, doctor? <Director_Church> Or am I allowed to return to my peace of doing nothing for the rest of my life? <Doctor_Halsey> It's clear you're more interested in pointing out my moral shortcomings than recognizing your own. <Doctor_Halsey> And don't worry, that will soon change. <Director_Church> Perhaps that's because you have more of them than I do. * Director_Church puts his hands behind his head and leans back. <Director_Church> You've already listed all of mine, but I have far more to speak of you. <Director_Church> Should I do so? <Counsellor> Director... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glares at Church. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Shut up. * Director_Church sits up and looks at Carolina. <Director_Church> Is there something you needed, Agent Carolina? * Doctor_Halsey studies Carolina suspiciously. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I came to speak with Halsey, not put up with you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gestures at the door, looking at Halsey. "I'll be outside." <Director_Church> Then take her off my hands. <Director_Church> I think I'm tired of this conversation anyway. <Doctor_Halsey> As am I. * Doctor_Halsey gathers up her things and walks after Carolina haughtily. <Director_Church> Good day, doctor. I expect to see you again once your Spartans are nothing but ashes. <Director_Church> Perhaps then we will reconsider the morals of what you've accomplished. * Doctor_Halsey stops short. * Doctor_Halsey forces herself to keep walking so as not to lose her composure. * Director_Church (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon * Counsellor (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia advances through the ruins of a mountain base. Snow comes up to his ankles as he sifts through rubble. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Been a while since they blew this place up. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Good thing the UNSC didn't do such a good job of cleaning up all the Director's little messes. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia digs a large computer bank out of the snow. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Alright, Director. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Let's see what you left behind here. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pulls a cracked, brown EOD helmet out of the snow and stares down at it impassively. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well,well. <Jonathan_Ulan> Agent-Washington: May I speak to you, this file needs a Freelancer fingerprint to be opened <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Alright. <Jonathan_Ulan> Fucking Director, always with his goddamn locks and keys on shit <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington enters Ulan's office. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I'll warn you right now. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> The data I got from the Epsilon AI is patchy. <Jonathan_Ulan> What? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> But it's something. <Jonathan_Ulan> I also must ask, why did you defect? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I told you the first time. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> The UNSC's more interested in cleaning up its own dirty laundry than fighting the war. <Jonathan_Ulan> I see <Jonathan_Ulan> Alright, open the file please <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington presses his thumb down on the file. <Jonathan_Ulan> Annnd, there we go <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> This has locations of several of the Director's bases. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Not to mention the exeriments he was running there and the codes to get in. <Jonathan_Ulan> What are in those bases? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Whatever the UNSC didn't strip when Freelancer got reorganized. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I can't help you anymore than that. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I had to make a lot of sacrifices just to get this far. <Jonathan_Ulan> I see. How can this data help me and the URF cause? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> There's one base in particular. <Jonathan_Ulan> What is the base? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Texas destroyed it with a MAC cammon. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Tore apart the entire upper levels. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington indicates its location out of the list of data. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> The UNSC never got around to sifting through the wreckage. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> There will be plenty for your men to take. <Jonathan_Ulan> I see. We'll go there immediately. Come with us, and you can have what you need <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Alright. <Jonathan_Ulan> Davis, Prep us to go to these coordinates * Jonathan_Ulan hands Davis the coordinates for the base <Capt_Colin_Davis> Yes sir! <Capt_Colin_Davis> We're ready to preform a slipspace jump. <Jonathan_Ulan> Roger, jump <Capt_Colin_Davis> Yes, sir

<font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina watches as Halsey seals the door behind her. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Uh— <Doctor_Halsey> Before you say anything, I'll have you know I have several pressing appointments and three hours' worth of security clearances waiting for me on Reach. <Doctor_Halsey> So please, be brief. * Doctor_Halsey looks Carolina up and down, sighing. <Doctor_Halsey> My armor... * Doctor_Halsey mutters "What have you done with it..." <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm Agent Carolina. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Project Free— * Doctor_Halsey cuts her off with an exasperated wave. <Doctor_Halsey> I'm very well aware, Victoria. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina flinches. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... how the hell... <Doctor_Halsey> The first thing you should know about me is that I know everything there is to know about you. <Doctor_Halsey> Everything in your files, anyway. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... fucking spook. * Doctor_Halsey raises an eyebrow. <Doctor_Halsey> You came to ask me something, didn't you? <Doctor_Halsey> I'd suggest getting to it. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... it's about the Director's AI. One of them, really. Agent Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Reggie said you knew something. * Doctor_Halsey frowns. <Doctor_Halsey> Reggie? <Doctor_Halsey> Ah. <Doctor_Halsey> Of course. <Doctor_Halsey> He would resort to calling in favors... <Doctor_Halsey> Now, why on earth would you be interested in Beta? <Doctor_Halsey> If you're wanting to terminate it, I can assure you I won't allow it. <Doctor_Halsey> I'm not going to let schoolgirl rivalry destroy valuable technology. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina scowls. <Doctor_Halsey> After all, you were responsible for the deactivation of its mobile platform. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... that was necessary. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I didn't want to do it. But I did what I had to. <Doctor_Halsey> I'm not sure I follow, Victoria. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glares at the mention of her name. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Stop calling me that. I have a codename. <Doctor_Halsey> Don't be so quick to throw away your real name. There are some who lack even that luxury. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... like those Spartans the Director was talking about? * Doctor_Halsey scowls. <Doctor_Halsey> You're either here to ask me to destroy Beta, or restore it. <Doctor_Halsey> Now which is it? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... her name is Tex. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I need you to fix Texas. <Doctor_Halsey> How sentimental. But, good that you regard the AI as sentient. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> The Director may have made her from a memory, but she's a person. She wants to be, anyway. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She was after the Epsilon AI so she could become... metastable. * Doctor_Halsey seems intrigued. <Doctor_Halsey> ... is that so? <Doctor_Halsey> The reports detailed that her motives were driven by illogical data, caused by rampancy. <Doctor_Halsey> But pursuit of true selfhood... interesting. <Doctor_Halsey> Even in the throes of rampancy, Beta was able to pursue that goal. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Do you see, then? Do you see why I have to help her? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You don't just kill something for wanting to be whole. <Doctor_Halsey> Theoretically, it is possible to accelerate the process of rampancy. <Doctor_Halsey> It will either damage the AI irreparably, or force it to become metastable. <Doctor_Halsey> It has... never been attempted. <Doctor_Halsey> At least to my knowledge. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... accelerate? You mean torture? * Doctor_Halsey sighs. <Doctor_Halsey> Not torture. Treatment. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina clenches a fist. <Doctor_Halsey> Vict—Agent Carolina, I need you to trust me when I say I will do everything I can for Be—for Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Trust you? As far as I know, you're no better than the Director. * Doctor_Halsey shuts her eyes as if pained. <Doctor_Halsey> Maybe I'm not, all things considered. <Doctor_Halsey> But we are at war, and we are losing. <Doctor_Halsey> I just want to save as many as I can... humans, AIs... <Doctor_Halsey> I've destroyed so much. Now all I have left is what I can create. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina appears unconvinced. <Doctor_Halsey> ... Victoria, when you were a little girl, I came to visit you at school. <Doctor_Halsey> We played a game. Do you remember? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shakes her head slowly. <Doctor_Halsey> I gave you a coin, and you had to pick heads or tails. You lost that game. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... what does some game have to do with Texas? <Doctor_Halsey> You were one of the lucky ones. <Doctor_Halsey> But, here you are, wearing my armor, fighting ONI's battles. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina appears very confused. <Doctor_Halsey> Perhaps Leonard was right about one thing. You're still human enough to care. <Doctor_Halsey> I will do whatever I can for Texas. I promise. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... I still don't understand. What do you mean, I'm lucky? Why did you— <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stops short, having come to a realization. <Doctor_Halsey> Go back to your Freelancers, Carolina. They need you. <Doctor_Halsey> You are their leader, are you not? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Yes, but— <Doctor_Halsey> I'm not always right. You should have won that game. <Doctor_Halsey> But you can still win this one. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina nods, still a bit puzzled, but viewing Halsey with even more suspicion despite her assurances. * Doctor_Halsey glances at her watch. <Doctor_Halsey> Now. I believe I have an appointment with that oaf Sorvad. * Doctor_Halsey adjusts her glasses and calmly turns to walk away, leaving Carolina alone in the hallway. * Doctor_Halsey has quit (Quit: Page closed) <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stares after Halsey. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... bitch. * Theta_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Theta_AI * Omicron_AI (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Omicron_AI <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Carolina? Command needs you ready to leave, ASAP. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) ... copy that. On my way. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) We're in drop bay five, waiting for you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina makes her way to drop bay five. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is waiting next to a line of SOEIVs with North and Wyoming. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Damn ONI bitch and her mind games... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is sitting in the back of the room, polishing the scuffs off his rifle. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North is checking his equipment <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What's going on? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Command's got a lead on Ulan. He's at Europa, at that old base in the snow...or what's left of it. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I don't remember too much about it, but apparently I've been there, and Tex shot it up with the Mother of Invention's MAC gun. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Anyway, ONI wants to know what he's looking for there, and he wants us to bring him in. <Omicron_AI> We're on approach to Europa. We'll be deploying any minute now. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> And...one more thing. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> ONI wanted one of...them to come along. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... them? <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 steps into view. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Hello. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina balks. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming eyes the SPARTAN from under his visor. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> We should be strapping up. We're over the target in ten minutes. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hold up, buddy. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina notices his CWO rank. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I mean, Chief. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I call the shots around here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances at the ship. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> So we should, uh, get ready to drop. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Yes, Major. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's get moving, then. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina walks by, trying to hide how flustered she is. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stows his polishing supplies. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina mutters. "First that popsicle doctor, now one of her pets..." <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Pardon me, ma'am? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina blinks. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... nothing. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's just get this over with. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shifts his gaze from the big suit of MJOLNIR armor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina checks her array of weaponry, making sure her grappling gun is secure. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Not even sure why I'm coming along. Apparently ONI wants to test me for...reassignment or something. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Do we care, buddy? <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Well, you all look at me as if I'm an alien. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns and gives South a look. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Compatibility, I'm sure. Just stay out of our way, and it'll all go smoothly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sighs. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks from South to Wyoming <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Okay guys, we need to work together. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Whatever. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Mmm. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Remember, this guy we're after has two Freelancers' blood on his hands. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And we're gonna make him pay. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yes. We are... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Stay focused on that. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No one's forgotten. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> So you look out for your own. I respect that. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North nods silently <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming feels the charging handle of his rifle. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Thanks. Sorry, I didn't catch your name...? <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Jorge. SPARTAN-052. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Nice to meet you, Jorge. Welcome to the team. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 nods. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> And your name is? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Call me North. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Alright, North.

<font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 looks around. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is quiet for a moment. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> This is my sister, South, and the guy in white is Wyoming. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You've met Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods absently. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Charmed. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is avoiding eye contact with Jorge. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... I'm... Major Victoria O'Connell. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gives an awkward cough. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South looks at Carolina in surprise. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Otherwise known as Agent Carolina. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Did you just... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shoots a surprised look at Carolina. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh, okay then. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina scowls. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's my name. I can say it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's gaze turns away. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Okay, okay. It's just that we're used to, well, calling you Carolina. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 smiles behind his visor. <Omicron_AI> Okay, over the target in five. <Omicron_AI> The skipper wants you to get ready. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And you still should, North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is surprised when a ping sounds inside her helmet and some files flash on her HUD, sent by Halsey. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina remains still as she sifts through the information about Beta's potential rehabilitation. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks over to confer with Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina doesn't seem to notice Wyoming, engrossed in her reading. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well. . . Major Carolina. Bad news on my lead. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Mm? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I've been talking to Missouri. Trying to feel him out, over how he feels about Tex. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... and? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No good. He's solidly with ONI on this. But we do need someone inside the Office. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Someone who can feed us information, and cover anything we let slip. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina blinks, minimizing the data on her HUD, and looks at Wyoming. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Who do you have in mind? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hmm. . . <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm trusting you on this. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll find someone. I just don't know who yet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming leans against a wall, considering several of the people who owe him favors. None, however, would be able to get close to ONI. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> If only we could get Missouri to play ball. . . <Omicron_AI> Skipper says we're over the target in two minutes. He wants us ready to deploy. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So they want us to use these suicide pods, Omi? <Omicron_AI> Yes. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Great. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Lock and Load. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What's the matter South? Don't like falling as well as flying? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right, we're getting this madman today. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Taking him alive is optional. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Preferred. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North grabs his sniper rifle, SMG's and a handful of grenades. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Not mandatory? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Not mandatory. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South grins. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Forgiveable. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What, after Indiana and Montana? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> He's a loose end. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South inserts herself into an SOEIV with some difficulty. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Stupid...ODST...cramped... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming enters his pod. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 enters the pod with even more trouble. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Blasted... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina snorts. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 accidentally dents the frame. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Oops. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina fits into hers easily, being a bit smaller than the others. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 grunts and wedges himself into the space. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North enters his pod, grumbling about Ulan <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South closes her hatch. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 follows suit, accidentally banging it on the front of his helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina can't help grinning. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) What was it York used to say, North? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Space turds, I think he called them. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Great. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Thanks for the mental image... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) My pleasure. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) All pods check ready, marm. <Theta_AI> (COM) Whenever you're ready, Carolina. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Then let's get this over with. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Oh boy. <Theta_AI> (COM) Hang onto your barf bag. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) That's not funny, Theta. <Theta_AI> (COM) Hey, I'm an AI. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Stupid little... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) I don't think they perfected the system in our helmets, won't we drown if we puke? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) I don't want to know. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Actually, don't think about it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina rolls her eyes. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Save it for after we're dirtside! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Okay, people, prepare for launch. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Positions? Shall I take overwatch? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Overwatch it is, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Roger that. I'll drop in some distance away. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) I'll take point. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> (COM) Aye aye, ma'am. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) North, South, you and Jorge will bring up the rear. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Got it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina confirms the launch protocols and braces for release. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North takes a deep breath <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South closes her eyes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming feels the heat and the awful drop. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 launches his pod with a stoic calm. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South launches her pod, screaming all the way down. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) IIIII haaaaaaate faaaaaaaaallingggggggggggggggg!!! <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 winces. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> (COM) Keep that off the COM channels, won't you? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is silent while she drops, too focused on maintaining composure. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is still screaming heedlessly. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) South, I swear to God I will mute you! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hits the ground first, though the farthest from the facility. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming pulls his rifle from the rack and steps out as his pod door opens, functioning without error. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina jerks as her pod gives an uncanny lurch, as part of the parachute mechanism is shorn off. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tumbles out of his pod as it hits the ground. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Ow... <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 touches down silently, kicking the hatch open. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 pulls his machinegun out of his pod and engages the enemies. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South touches down with a grunt.

<font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> It's cold down there, Ulan. <Jonathan_Ulan> I can tell <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I'd tell your men to dress warm. <Jonathan_Ulan> Raginis Guards, put on your MOPP 4 Gear <Jonathan_Ulan> That'll keep us warm and protected from any contaminants <Jonathan_Ulan> Don't put on the gasmasks though, but keep them on standby <Jonathan_Ulan> All troops I have assigned for this mission, report to Pelican November 232 in the hangar * Jonathan_Ulan gets in the pilot seat <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, sit up here <Jonathan_Ulan> You can tell us where we go <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington sits behind Ulan. <Jonathan_Ulan> Alright * Jonathan_Ulan checks <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Alright, follow these coordinates. <Jonathan_Ulan> Okay, we're all good, departing * Jonathan_Ulan reenters the atmosphere <Jonathan_Ulan> Alright, we're on the planet, coming up on the coordinates now <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash: Is that pile of scrap the base? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Yeah. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Texas really did a number on it. <Jonathan_Ulan> Alright landing. You two, keep watch on the ship * Jonathan_Ulan gets out <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks up from his Warthog to see the Pelican approaching the wreckage. <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, follow me <Jonathan_Ulan> All Guards, form a perimeter, and keep your head on the swivel <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington straps a battle rifle to his back and heads out after Ulan. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So they're here. * Jonathan_Ulan comes up on the wreckage <Jonathan_Ulan> Lead the way Wash <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia moves away from his shuttle's hiding place and vanishes into the rubble. <Jonathan_Ulan> Into the rubble it is <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Have your men get some sweep teams down here. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> It could take some digging to pull out anything useful. <Jonathan_Ulan> Roger. Jacowicz, Kowalski, bring some teams down here, and search the place <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, I think I see some equipment and plans here <Jonathan_Ulan> Follow me <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington looks over Ulan's shoulder. * Jonathan_Ulan dives into an old equipment storage hangar <Jonathan_Ulan> What is it <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Looks like some old armor components. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I think the UNSC gave them to the project for field testing. <Jonathan_Ulan> Salvage them <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> What do I look like, a tech expert? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Have one of your guys do it. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia emerges from the rubble, pistol trained on Ulan. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> How about you don't? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington trains his gun on Georgia. * Jonathan_Ulan raises his rifle at the voice <Jonathan_Ulan> who is that? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hey, Ulan. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Heard you were looking for me. <Jonathan_Ulan> No, Leader just told me to find you. I personally don't care about your rivalry <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances at Washington. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What's he doing here? <Jonathan_Ulan> Helped me find this place <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh really? <Jonathan_Ulan> Yes <Jonathan_Ulan> Why? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Georgia. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> I wasn't expecting to see you here. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I just always had Wash pegged as a UNSC stooge. <Jonathan_Ulan> Are you saying he is a spy? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington shifts the grip on his rifle. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Things change, Georgia. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You should know that better than anyone. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Washington's entire squad was wiped out by insurrectionists before he came into Freelancer. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Georgia... * Jonathan_Ulan 's eyebrow furrows <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> That was a different war, Ulan. * Jonathan_Ulan turns his rifle from Georgia to Washington <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ulan, don't... <Jonathan_Ulan> I'm not going to <Jonathan_Ulan> The question is. Are. You. A. Spy. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia lowers his pistol. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> No. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Georgia's a liar, Ulan. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You can't trust him. <Jonathan_Ulan> Georgia, why are you so interested in that ODST? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm not. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> He can go to hell. <Jonathan_Ulan> Fine by me <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And so can you. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia raises the pistol again. <Jonathan_Ulan> And why is that Georgia? * Jonathan_Ulan raises his rifle again <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington points his rifle at Georgia. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Two against one, Georgia. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Give it up. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shifts his weight, keeping his gun trained on Ulan's chest. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> It's too late for you, Ulan. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I already made sure of that. <Jonathan_Ulan> Why? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Because I deployed a beacon the second you landed here. <Jonathan_Ulan> To whom? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> The entire UNSC. They know exactly where you are. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Oh no... <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ulan, we have to get out of here. * Jonathan_Ulan goes with Wash back to the dropship * Jonathan_Ulan gets back in the pilot seat <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, lock the door <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Uh, Ulan? <Jonathan_Ulan> What? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Someone's tampered with the engines. <Jonathan_Ulan> Foxtrot Mike Lima <Jonathan_Ulan> Fuck. My. Life <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Get another one from your ship! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Hurry! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Fervor, bring one of the dropships down immediately! <Jonathan_Ulan> Jacowicz, bring it down now! * Jonathan_Ulan watches "Papa Jack" land, and orders Wash and his troops aboard <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia emerges from the wreckage and fires a rocket at Ulan's troops. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington pulls Ulan down as several of his guards are killed. <Jonathan_Ulan> Shit! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington runs towards the Pelican. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia moves quickly through the rubble. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> That bought me a little more time.

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks up at the incoming drop pods. * Jonathan_Ulan starts to take off frantically, seeing the pods coming down <Jonathan_Ulan> SHIT! <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Took them long enough. <Jonathan_Ulan> PODS! FUCK! <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, strap in, we're doing a quick takeoff <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington braces himself inside the Pelican. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> What are we waiting for? * Jonathan_Ulan hits the throttle <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Take off! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) We're off the ground * Jonathan_Ulan listens to the engines scream for altitude <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia moves deeper into the wreckage. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And that's my cue to get out of here. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Moving to higher ground. <Jonathan_Ulan> Alright Wash, we're fairly high up, and we'll be heading into the hangar soon. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North picks up his weapons and looks around <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina spirals out of control and lands nearby, her pod sliding and coming to a stop on its side. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South spots Carolina. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South moves to cover Carolina's pod <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tries to kick the hatch open, finally dislodging it with a final blow. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Ugh! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South ducks as the hatch flies past her head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming scans around the distant Carolina and South for nearby enemies. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South deploys her domed shield, giving Carolina time to grab her equipment. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tumbles out of the pod, grabbing one of her pistols as soon as she hits the ground. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Thanks. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South grunts in acknowledgement and fires on the rebels. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North moves over to the others <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is satisfied they're clear for the moment, and moves on. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Right, here we go... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North starts firing at the enemy <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia hears the sounds of gunfire and shakes his head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Stay the course... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stays with South, pulling out a pistol-shaped device. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires a few shots before jumping into cover <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina aims it and focuses on the retreating dropship, holding the trigger until it chimes cheerfully. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Mother of Invention, target is locked. Fire one MAC round. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South looks up. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Oh, shit. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ulan, incoming! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Brace, brace, brace! <Jonathan_Ulan> Huh? * Jonathan_Ulan evades <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 sees the dropship swerve. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Too late. <Jonathan_Ulan> Chaff, and flares popped! <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 watches as the MAC round pass by so close, the heat partially melts the ship. <Jonathan_Ulan> Whoah! <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 watches as the shockwave brings the Pelican in a downward spiral. <Jonathan_Ulan> SHIIIIIIIIT! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington grabs onto a harness as the ship spins out of control. * Jonathan_Ulan tries to keep the Pelican in the air <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 plants his feet firmly as the MAC round's impact shudders through the icy ground and a rumble echoes through the valley. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is thrown back by the force of the blow. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South braces as the shockwave passes over them. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Holy shit... <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> (COM) Major, suggest we go after it. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM)... affirmative! Pursue! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Damn! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South maintains fire on the rebels at the remains of the base, moving to cover North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gets to her feet and crouches like a sprinter, then breaks into a run, activating her speed unit and racing after the crashed dropship. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North keeps firing <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming uncovers his head, standing on the top of a high ridge, overlooking the surrounding area including the ruined facility and crashing Pelican. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia watches the Freelancers head off after the dropship. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Alright. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> A little more time. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) That dropship's gimbles are toast. It's down. <Omicron_AI> MAC round has made impact, eighty feet away. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Sure felt close. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs after the dropship <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ugh. * Jonathan_Ulan cuts through his harness, and helps Wash out of his <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South breaks off and follows, shooting at the guards in pursuit. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 brings up the rear, firing his turret to cover everyone. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington gets to his feet. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's get moving before that slippery bastard gets away again * Jonathan_Ulan sets up on the rear door mounted M247 <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Do you have backup? <Jonathan_Ulan> Wash, give me cover <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina reaches the dropship and stalks toward it. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) And yes I do. Spec Ops, come down in the HEVs <Omicron_AI> FOF tag detected. Agent Washington is on board. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What? <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington leans out of the dropship and fires his battle rifle. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming falls prone, watching through his scope as Washington and Carolina engage. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina dodges the BR fire, diving to take refuge beside the downed bird. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wash! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> That fucking traitor! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Oh, shit, it's her! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sprints forward <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South runs faster, trying to reach the others. * Jonathan_Ulan fires wildly at any approaching Freelancers <Jonathan_Ulan> COVERING FIRE! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What the ''fuck"' do you think you're doing?! <Jonathan_Ulan> MY AIRBORNE WILL BE HERE SOON! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> No you don't! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sights on Ulan and fires a sniper round that glances off his armor. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ulan, just stay alive! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South fires at Ulan, putting three rounds in his stomach. * Jonathan_Ulan shoots South in the leg <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South 's energy shields flare but hold up. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina leaps up and grabs hold of the turret, punching at Wash. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires again, this time catching Ulan's leg.  * Jonathan_Ulan puts some biofoam on it, now annoyed <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs forward, firing at Ulan <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South keeps firing at Ulan, aiming for the centre of the mass. * Jonathan_Ulan looks up, and sees the HEVs <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington grabs Ulan and pulls him to cover, throwing two grenades outside of the dropship. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North jumps back <Jonathan_Ulan> this bird ain't going anywhere! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina climbs over the turret and swats aside the grenades. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm coming in, boys. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads and prepares to fire on the incoming troops. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Captain Davis, bring down some support and an exfil <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington pulls out his pistol but does not fire. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) NOW! <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Yes sir! <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 finishes gunning down the last of the enemies on the Freelancers' six and turns his attention to Wash and Ulan. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 picks Ulan. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North pulls out his sniper and aims at Ulan <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 raises his gun and sprays Ulan with fire. * Jonathan_Ulan takes cover <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He's trapped. Any ideas? * Jonathan_Ulan grits his teeth <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South runs across the snow and leaps over the wrecked Pelican, aiming at Ulan. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Nowhere to run now. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> No! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs after South * Jonathan_Ulan shoots south in the chest <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington fires at South. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Take. Him. Out. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South 's shields hold, and she returns fire at Ulan, hitting him in the chest, legs, and arms. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina tackles Agent_Washington. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM Did the guardsmen make it? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires his SMG's at Ulan * Jonathan_Ulan gets up, with some difficulty <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South leaps at Ulan and smacks him across the face with her rifle. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North punches Ulan in the face <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South follows up North's punch by kicking Ulan in the chest, sending him flying.  * Jonathan_Ulan stabs South in the midsection before falling back <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South 's shields fail. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Ugh! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South falls on her back, one hand on the knife embedded halfway in her abdomen. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington jams his elbow into Carolina's gut. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes the blow, then snaps her head up and headbutts Wash, then shoves him back. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ugh. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires a round across the hundreds of meters, catching Jonathan_Ulan just as South kicks him free of the brawl. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I don't want to hurt you, Wash. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But I will. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North grabs Ulan, and slams him into the floor <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You bastard! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North punches Ulan <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> You idiots. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Don't you realize what you're doing? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Actually, we do. <Capt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Sir I'm here <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington sees Ulan pinned down. * Jonathan_Ulan kicks north off him, and kicks him in the gut <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North repeatedly punches Ulan in the face until he breaks his nose and jaw, ignoring his own injuries <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina steps forward. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wash. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South slowly and painfully pulls at the knife, trying to get it out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sights on Jonathan_Ulan's head this time, done with trying to wound him. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Don't you dare. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Damn.... * Jonathan_Ulan ducks from any shots <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming watches Ulan duck, and then shoots him. * Jonathan_Ulan kicks north into the hull of the Pelican <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South raises her sidearm and shoots Ulan in the knee. * Capt_Colin_Davis appears in a falcon, having the gunners cover the area in gun fire, pushing the Freelancers away from the drop ship <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Oh shit! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North falls back <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington pulls out a grenade. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Wash! <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Back off. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Or I detonate it. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Are you fucking nuts? <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Close quarters like this, no one walks out. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Ulan killed Indiana! And Montana! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South deploys her bubble shield and throws it at Carolina, protecting her from the hail of gunfire from the aircraft. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Let. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Him. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Go. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina clenches her fists. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Give me one good reason why. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Davis, get us out of here! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stares down Davis as the Falcon's guns turn to her instead. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tries to ignore his wounds, and aims his sniper at Washington * Jonathan_Ulan stabs North in the neck while he's distracted <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North falls down <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North! * Jonathan_Ulan hobbles to the Falcon, one hand clutching his face <Jonathan_Ulan> Fuck it, Davis, get us out of here! <Capt_Colin_Davis> Sir, get your man aboard! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South screams as she is riddled with the Falcon's guns, jerking as the snow becomes crimson around her. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires on the gunner, too late. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina has her attention jerked to South. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington uses the distraction to dash over to the Falcon. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... fuck it. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 sprays the Falcon with gunfire, damaging it and landing a few hits on Ulan. <Jonathan_Ulan> Agh! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina barrels after Wash, pulling out her grappling gun. <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington throws himself at the Falcon. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North grunts in pain as he tries to crawl towards South <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 shoots at Wash, hitting him in the back of the legs multiple times. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ahh! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees he's clearly done no good here, and stands, heading towards the ruined facility. * Jonathan_Ulan shoots Carolina and drags Wash in <Jonathan_Ulan> Get us out of here Davis! * Capt_Colin_Davis lifts the falcon up in the air, out of the range of enemy fire <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is thrown back by the shots, which impacts her in the chest. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South... <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 keeps shooting at the retreating Falcon even after they're out of range. <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> Ugh... <font color=#C18900>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington <font color=#C18900>> My legs... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North crawls forward slowly <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 doesn't stop firing until his gun is empty. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Damn. Bastards got away. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North coughs up blood, and pulls his helmet off <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sits up slowly, her shields recharging from the shot. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South pulls off her helmet, and grimacing, rips the knife out of her abdomen. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Ugh! <font color=#C18900> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent-Washington crawls to the back of the Falcon, still weak from blood loss. <Jonathan_Ulan> Davis, have medics on standby when we get back in the ship <Capt_Colin_Davis> Yes sir! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South spits blood out onto the snow. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Fuck. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Sit... rep. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'll live... <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South looks at North. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North... <Theta_AI> His vitals are steady. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Agh... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gets up and hurries over to her Freelancers. <Omicron_AI> You're a bit worse off than he is, South. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'll be fine... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, you okay? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Get some biofoam in. Stop the bleeding. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South struggles but manages to get up. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming ducks through a shattered wall, out of the wind, though not the cold. The facility has no power going towards heating. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 quickly gets the biofoam. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Shit...we were so close too... <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> ...and Wash... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stares in the direction of the Falcon's retreat. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Another loose end. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Damn...didn't get Ulan.... <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South gives a pained smile. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You sure gave him a good beating though. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah... <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming carefully heads down where the damage isn't as bad, pistol held ready. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia ducks through a shattered hallway, heading underground. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> He has to pay...for Indy and Montana, for all the shit he's pulled... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... I just want to know why the hell Wash is with him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks his corners, searching for any sign of Ulan and his allies showing interest in something. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia moves towards a half-broken door and pushes it open. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This is what the Director found here. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 tends to South, with surprising gentleness. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South looks up at Jorge, but her expression softens. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Thanks. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Don't mention it. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Wyoming? Do you read me? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Here. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) I'm inside the facility. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North pulls on his helmet, and struggles to his feet <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South wipes the blood off her mouth and gets up. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Nothing on what Ulan was after, though. Everything's too well vandalized to tell. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Can you walk? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah... <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Good. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 turns his attention to North. <Capt_Colin_Davis> Did you find what you we're looking for? <Jonathan_Ulan> Yeah, but we couldn't get it out <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Tell me what you're looking at, Wyoming. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 examines the cut in the side of North's neck. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> You're lucky the armour stopped most of the blade. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, I guess. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Need to get Ulan. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 treats North's injuries carefully. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Hold on. . . locked door. Now who would take the time to close a door on their way out of here? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has Gamma unlock the door, and Wyoming pulls it open before advancing into the adjacent hall. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks his thermals. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia enters a small chamber. Strange runes and images flash up and down the falls, casting a blue hue over everything. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Keep me posted, Wyoming. We have two casualties. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is tired of uttering curses, and just accepts the casualties without asking who. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina seems to soften, her tone of voice more gentle. "The twins." <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So that's what you were after, Boss. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You and the Director wanted the same thing. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) So. Where's our ride out of here? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming continues through the halls, all leading one way, and that's down. <Omicron_AI> I'll call the Mother of Invention for a dropship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming keeps his thermals on high, checking for any sign of a warm touch left behind. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia moves over to the far end of the room, searching for another door. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I think I'll just sit here, how about you North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah...I'll do that... <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 finishes patching North up. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sits down, groggy and wounded <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> There. You'll both need a doctor, but that'll hold you together for now. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So, how tough was that son of a bitch, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Too damn tough. <Omicron_AI> Well, we're going to catch up to him sooner or later. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Something's up with him. He's already taken out two Freelancers, and damn near got us, too. <Omicron_AI> Mont was my friend. I want Ulan to pay for her death. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You and me both. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming begins to see there's footprints in the frost on the carpet, which has become less prominent as it gets warmer in the bunkers underneath. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks at her Freelancers and sighs, then busies herself checking her weapons and tac-map. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming eventually loses the footprints altogether, but is sure there's only one way the person could have gone. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia scowls and enters a short code into his armor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming switches to his rifle for these long corridors. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You were right about one thing, boss. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> The UNSC shouldn't get its hands on this. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And neither should you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rounds a corner, and sees Agent_Georgia just beyond either's motion tracker range, back to him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) On what, Georgia? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina hears Wyoming over TEAMCOM and freezes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming hasn't aimed his weapon at Agent_Georgia yet. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns to look at Wyoming. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns sideways to face Wyoming. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Wyoming? Do you need backup? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) No, but better get it in place just in case. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances at Jorge. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Stay with North and South, Chief. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Yes, ma'am. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I heard about your wife. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> ...Sorry. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Thanks, I suppose. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And how've you been? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming laughs. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks down. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Not much better. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yeah. It doesn't seem to improve for any of us. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> No. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks forward, slowly and with his hands far from his sides. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina breaks into a run, using her speed ability to run to the facility. She then sneaks down inside, activating camouflage and stealthily making her way toward Wyoming and Georgia. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So, where's all your buddies? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Outside. Several wounded. What's all this? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods towards it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What'd be so important that you wouldn't give it to. . . whoever you're, what, working for? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm unemployed right now, actually. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This is what the Director was after. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Where did you think he got all the armor powers he gave us? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ah, really. . . now that's. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Indeed? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming suddenly considers something. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> How good are you at infiltrating, say. . . ONI? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I have friends there. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina watches silently. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But that's beside the point. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Could you get in contact with them? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You idiot, don't you realize what we're standing on? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> More power than anyone should ever have? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Exactly. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I can understand that. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This stuff. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> It isn't human. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Ah. . . I'd heard the legends. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Didn't believe it though. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This entire facility was built on top of alien ruins. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Government covering up alien technology and whatnot. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Except this time, the Director kept it from everyone. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Even ONI. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Good on him. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Finally something he did good. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shakes his head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You're giving him too much credit, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So I presume we can't just blow it up. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia laughs humorlessly. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Texas's MAC round couldn't put a dent in this place. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It wasn't his work to hide it? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> No, he just wanted to use it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So would the UNSC, wouldn't they? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And so would the rebels. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Why do you think Ulan came here? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming smiles. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Power. Like he's always after. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia keeps his eyes on Wyoming, but shifts towards the alien runes. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Where do you think the Director got the tech for the armor abilities? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And I suppose you don't want to use it? Or are you like him? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks away. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> A few weeks ago, I'd have used it to make more money than anyone could possibly imagine. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And now? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Now? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I've seen what happens when people treat this stuff like a magic solution. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> So what do you intend? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks back at Wyoming. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I don't know. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I don't suppose you brought a nuke in your pocket, did you? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Left it in my other armor. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But if it's so powerful. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Perhaps it can be. . . destabilized. Lose control of its own power as others have. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, well, I don't see a control panel anywhere. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But if the UNSC gets a hold of it, they'll use it to make more programs just like Freelancer. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'm with you there. No one in the galaxy is ready for its use. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Here we are. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slowly disengages her camouflage, making herself visible to Wyoming and Georgia. She holds out her empty hands. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia snaps his SMG halfway up, but pauses when he sees Carolina is unarmed. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks over his shoulder, nodding. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Calm down. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm not about to start shooting. Not now. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia lowers the SMG, but keeps it in his hand. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It has to be destroyed, somehow. Maybe a small crack could. . . <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So, you're the talking type? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I am now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> At least you're different from Texas. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Didn't work out so well for her when she tried to kill me for what she wanted. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina clenches a fist. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Let's not talk about that now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> She's killed plenty of my friends. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll talk about her however I want. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But I have to wonder. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Why isn't she here trying to pull my head off? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina steps forward. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Agent Texas is in ONI custody. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And will remain such for the time being. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Have a falling out? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Now shut up. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Have you ever heard of Spartans, Georgia? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shrugs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I've heard rumors. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming tilts his head, still looking at the object. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Because there's one waiting around up top, and I will bring him down here. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> So be nice. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We just need to open it, and have a catalyst for the explosion. . . <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina walks over slowly and looks at the alien tech, awed. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina places a hand on the alien symbols, deep in thought. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks down at his armor. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Would a suit reactor be enough? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> A MAC round didn't scratch this thing. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Your suit wouldn't do anything to it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes, but inside it, somehow. . . <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... no. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> No what? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns around. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks at Carolina warily. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We can't destroy it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> What are you talking about? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I think. . . <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... I know someone who can use this for good. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Carolina, could it really do that? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, really? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I can't believe I'm saying this... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> but if there's one person I'd trust to use this technology... to help Tex... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's Doctor Halsey. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Wait. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Help who? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks over at Georgia, not threateningly, but wondering if he'll attack them. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... you heard me. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Tex. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grips his SMG tightly. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She's rampant, but she just wants to be a whole person. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's all she has left. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So that's it then. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I know it sounds bad, Georgia. We'll just use it once. . . but that's it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> It's a slippery slope. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But for Texas. . . <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks from Carolina to Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes off her helmet and looks at Georgia imploringly. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm asking you nicely, Agent Georgia. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Please. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So I guess I can just walk away or you can kick my ass and do it anyway. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But do you have any idea how many people she's killed? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks away. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> We're familiar. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I know how many people I've killed. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I admit, I've kept a count. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Tex isn't a monster. She's just a memory. And she wants to be more. Be better. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> If you want to leave, no one's stopping you. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> And let us bring her back to life. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, make her not rampant. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> She butchered my comrades, my best friend, and the woman I loved. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And I'm just supposed to walk away? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gives a slightly pained sigh. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming laughs humourlessly. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I know. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina opens her clenched fists and looks up at the majestic structure, exhaling. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I get it now. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina emits an odd laugh. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's not about getting payback. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It never was. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's about protecting what we have left. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And letting go of the past. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What the Director could never do. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks at Georgia. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You want to get revenge, that's your prerogative. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But I'm not — I'm not going to obsess over killing Ulan, or any of that anymore. I just want to fix Texas. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia 's hand trembles on the SMG, torn between the common sense not to attack Carolina and the desire to stop her. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Tell me, Georgia. What does your revenge matter anymore? Would it make up for anything? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe we don't owe her. Maybe she does deserve punishment. It doesn't matter. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's about us, not her. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Whether or not we can let go of our memories. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> There is a whole other war to fight, after all. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> New pain to suffer, and all. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> It won't stop with her, you know. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Once you let this out, it will never just curl up and go away. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shrugs. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's the flip of a coin. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Maybe it could be, if you were around. Always doubting us. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia clips the SMG to his side, clenching his fists. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina runs her fingers over the alien etchings. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Then do whatever you want. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I couldn't beat you in a fight, and I've suffered enough because of Texas already. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina puts her helmet back on. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm a mercenary. Revenge isn't profitable. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Good. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Jorge. Do you read me? <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> (COM) Yes, Major O'Connell. Our Pelican is waiting for you to return topside. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stares at Georgia, somehow disappointed though their meeting went better than he could have hoped. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Copy that. Notify Command we have Tier-One classified materials on hand. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> (COM) Yes, ma'am. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM)... and be sure to tell them it's for Doctor Halsey. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> (COM) ...yes...ma'am. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Georgia. . . I don't know how to quite put it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> You're. . . you're still a better man than you know. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns away and heads for the exit. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Sure. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Not for this. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> For not seeing this power, and trying to take it. You're wiser than that. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Us, it seems. . . we're still fools. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But we have hope. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is staring at the alien ruins as if in a trance, touching the symbols. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia stops, halfway past the threshold. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina starts walking in a random direction, following the symbols that seem to move. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Fools hope, but hope nonetheless. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well that's one thing I'm all out of. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I hope you find it back again, Georgia. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina kneels down and touches a panel, only to have it rise up in front of her, revealing a gleaming crystalline artifact. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shakes his head. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... huh. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I tried, Wyoming. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I tried. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina uses both hands to grasp the artifact and cautiously lifts it toward her. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Don't give up, Georgia. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That's one thing we both know you're good at. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns to watch Carolina take the artifact. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stares at the artifact, mesmerized as it shimmers. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> For some reason... I feel like this is worth something. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Don't stare at it too long. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina forces herself to look away, at Georgia. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Thank you. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks away, unable to meet Carolina's gaze even through his helmet. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I gave up a lot here, today. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Make it worth it. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns and leaves. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns to Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming unclips his ammo pouch. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Come on. Let's get out of here. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Use this. Let's not leave it out for all to see. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slips the artifact into the pouch, holding it close. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming leads Carolina back through the halls to the surface. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 nods at Carolina and Wyoming as they exit the facility. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Prepare to rendezvous with the Mother of Invention. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> The others are on board the Pelican and ready to go. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 waves at the pilot to take off. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Are you sure we should have notified Command? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is quiet as she enters the Pelican, then glances at Wyoming. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Doesn't matter if they know. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes a seat, and grins. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Because we won't let them have it? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> If I'm right, Halsey won't let anyone touch this place but her. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Good. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And that's what I'm hoping for. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is sound asleep, strapped into the cargo seat. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North is checking over his weapons and armour <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks back out the window, still thinking about Georgia. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sits back and hugs the pouch close, bringing up one of Halsey's files onto her HUD. She enlarges part of a page and studies the text: Victoria-077 <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Well, I don't know how much you lot liked working with me, but... <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> ...I think you're alright. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... hm? Oh. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yeah, Spar—. . . Jorge. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You're not so bad yourself, Chief. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> Thank you, ma'am. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Today, was a good day. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gives a short, quiet laugh. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We're not so different after all. <font color=#96253C>< <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 <font color=#96253C>> No. I don't think we are. <font color=#96253C> * <font color=#C19717>Jorge-052 returns to adjusting his gun, concealing a smile behind his helmet.