RP:Red vs Blue: Revolution

I = Episode I: The Mercenary, The Spy, and the Revolution

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be continued... II = Episode II: Of Ambitions and Betrayal

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be continued...again...