RP:Red vs Blue: Revolution/Episode 7

 Episode VII: Death Among Disunity

 York, Agent Carolina has just left room 22.  I believe her interrogation is over.  * Agent_York sighs with relief. < Agent_York > Good. Thanks, D, I'll go talk to her.  * Agent_North leaves the interrogation room  Those guys are kinda creepy.  * Agent_North sighs and makes his way along the corridor  * Agent_York arrives at the entrance to room 22, approaching Carolina. < <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> How'd it go? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina holds her helmet under her left arm, pinching the bridge of her nose with her right fingers. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'm supposed to take that as a "not-so-well", huh... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks sideways at York, her eyes tired but defiant. <Theta_AI> Hey, North. <Theta_AI> There's Carolina and York, look. <Delta_AI> Agent Carolina, I believe the Office of Naval Intelligence has been interrogating you for four hours and thirty-seven minutes. <Delta_AI> They seem to have a lot of questions for you. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Four hours? Jesus... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North approaches Carolina and York <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, hey. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They're under the false impression that I know every little detail of the Director's operations. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York looks to North. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Good to see ya, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You too, buddy. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I mean, I've waded through my share of data, but... the things they're asking, I'm not sure I can answer. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And Tex. They're obsessed with Tex. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> So I can imagine. She was a "by-product" after all. <Delta_AI> I have heard that Agent Texas has...disappeared. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sighs. <Delta_AI> Did they ask you about the operation to take him into custody? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> They weren't happy we roughed him up. But in the end, no one really cared. <Delta_AI> Of course. The UNSC is simply interested in taking him into custody. <Delta_AI> I have received word that he is to receive a sentence of four-hundred seventy-three years in prison. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York looks to Delta with his right brow raised. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hold on, D. What do you mean Tex has disappeared? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina scowls. <Delta_AI> FILSS has noted that a Pelican dropship has disappeared from the hangar bay last night. <Delta_AI> No one had cleared it for access. <Theta_AI> Yeah, I heard about that too, D. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York turns back to Delta, scratching his head. <Theta_AI> And now FILSS is saying Mont's taken a few others in a lifeboat and is looking for her. <Theta_AI> Either Tex or Wyoming, I'm not sure who. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Can you blame her? You should have heard how they talk about her. Like she's... well, just another AI. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Like they can just yank her, pull the plug. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I know. They treat AI as if they're just computer programs and not based on real people, real personalities. <Delta_AI> But she presents a problem. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What's that? <Delta_AI> ONI may seek to...retrieve her. By any means necessary. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Then we stop them. <Theta_AI> Erm...didn't we agree to stay on the UNSC's good side? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances from North to York. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tex stood by us all this time, we can't abandon her. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I mean, it's a matter of doing what is right here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York leans closer to North and Carolina <Delta_AI> I do not wish to sound insensitive, but the UNSC is far greater a threat to us. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I think the UNSC and the ONI are two distinct entities at this point. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> True. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ONI is bad news. <Theta_AI> It's not about the danger, D. Tex is our friend. <Theta_AI> And as much as these ONI guys scare me...North is right. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Thanks Theta. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Exactly. I say we try to find her, but I wouldn't know where to start. <Delta_AI> ONI is not permitting any unauthorized departures. <Delta_AI> Perhaps that is why Agent Montana has opted to take a lifeboat, as it launches quickly. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Can we trace the dropship? <Theta_AI> I don't think so, North. <Theta_AI> Tex may have been using Alpha's clearance codes. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We could, y'know, cause a distraction. <Delta_AI> That may not be a wise idea, Agent North. <Delta_AI> The UNSC already regards Project Freelancer as unstable. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shifts her weight uneasily. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Well, short of blasting our way out, what are our options here? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> You don't look too eager, Carolina. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks at Carolina <Delta_AI> We should not give them reason to lock us away. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We could use the ONI to our advantage. Find Tex — then turn the tables. <Delta_AI> One other thing. <Delta_AI> The fact that she left so secretly may be an indication that she does not wish for anyone to assist her. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> That's why I'm worried. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> It's a good point. But what if something's happened? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> York, North, we all know Tex isn't any other Freelancer. Not just because of her skills — she's an AI, and even if she's a person... she's in danger. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Precisely. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Still, I can't stand sitting around doing nothing. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Neither can I. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I think we're all itching for some action, even after dealing with the Director. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina reaches back and fingers the elegant sheath strapped across her back, with a gleaming hilt sticking up over her shoulder. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns to look at York. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Look, I understand that you both want to help Texas. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> But maybe helping Texas means we have to look at the big picture. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> The Director left a really big mess, one we can't clean up by ourselves. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Maybe hanging back and waiting for an opportunity is our best bet at this point. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado walks in on York, Carolina and North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks up suspiciously. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado huffs, tired after having his own interrogation. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Carolina, York, North, those interrogations were tiring... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hey, Hal. I assume you just finished? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You'll have to excuse us if we're... twitchy. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina massages one side of her forehead briefly. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> I understand I'm a little twitchy myself at the moment. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I still have headaches. Guess my brain misses those AI more than I do. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado speaks rather fast, which is why there's little punctuation in his sentences. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Will you be okay? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'll be fine. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> My concerns aren't for myself at the moment. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Yeah...we're stuck in a bit of a situation at the moment. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> What situation may I ask? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> It's about Tex. She disappeared and there's a Pelican missing from the hangar bay. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> In short, she's either on the run or on some personal mission. Likely the latter. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And considering that we work for the ONI now, it would be... unfortunate... if we cross paths, and we're forced to fight her. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> I'd certaintly say the same she wouldn't want anyone intruding on any personal matters. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Yeah...any suggestions, speedball? <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado glances to York for a moment. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Speedball? <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado rolls his eyes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina can't help smirking. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Anyway I'm not sure if I can help with anything at the moment. If there's anything that shows up you three will be the first to know. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Alright then, zippy. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado huffs again. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> You are the only one who hands me nicknames. <Theta_AI> Guys, have you heard from South? <Theta_AI> FILSS couldn't locate her ever since she left interrogation. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Last I saw her we were suiting up. That was before interrogation. <Delta_AI> It is possible that Agent South went with Montana. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> That's another mystery I have yet to solve. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Freelancers going missing left and right. <Delta_AI> Perhaps we should find the others after all. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I agree. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Command expects me to know every time you guys sneeze. I guess they don't know how leadership works around here. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> I'm in for it I certaintly need something to work on. I haven't been in the field for a while. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota grabs his things and heads the source of some intercepted Insurrectionist chatter in a Hornet. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Consider yourself part of the team, then. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Thank you Carolina. <Delta_AI> Since the UNSC has assumed command of the Mother of Invention, they will not think you know of everything that happens, Agent Carolina. <Delta_AI> Nonetheless, if we are to leave, we should do so quietly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York nods. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> All we really have is each other now. Might as well start acting like it. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> So when should we move? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Soon, preferably. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shrugs, donning her helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York slaps on his helmet too. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Now's as good a time as any, if I say so myself. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I'm tired of being asked questions. Let's go get some answers. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Finally. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado slips on his helmet. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Hey Carolina! Wait up! <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana quickly fixes his helmet with both of his hands. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Agent Indiana good to see you again. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Indy. You're comin' along? <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Well, I wouldn't like to miss the action this time would I? <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Neither would I. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota is prepping a Pelican dropship in the hangar. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances back at Indiana, somewhat coldly. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Try to keep up. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> I'll try. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina hurries to the hangar, moving with purpose. <ODST_Leader> Stop being difficult and get the engineer in here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York moves towards the hangar, following behind Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina enters the hangar and looks around, surprised that one of the ships seems to already be running. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> How odd... <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Why is one of the ships on already? <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota gets up from under the Pelican he was tweaking. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Oh, hey. We going somewhere? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> How'd you guess? <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota shrugs. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Heard about some Freelancers taking off in a lifeboat. <Agent_Minneota> Was thinking about going to find them. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Hey great, so are we. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana whispers to York <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> What's her problem? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York whispers to Indiana. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> She's concerned about Tex. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Don't mind her, buddy. She might seem a bit cold at first, but you'll get along with her later. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Rescue mission then? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> And yeah. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> ohhh, I love rescue missions. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> So, we getting out of here, or what? <Theta_AI> We'll need to make a distraction first. <Delta_AI> I can assist you with that, Theta. <Theta_AI> Sure thing. * Theta_AI looks at North. <Theta_AI> We're gonna be in a lot of trouble. <Delta_AI> I think we already are in a lot of trouble. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hmm...let's test that theory. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> We are almost always getting in trouble aren't we. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> "Trouble" is for the rank and file. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We're Freelancers.

* Jack_Carlson retrieves a comm device from his body cavity <Jack_Carlson> Shit * Jack_Carlson washes it off <Jack_Carlson> Let's hope this SOB still works * Jack_Carlson toys with it, looking for Ulan's frequency * Jack_Carlson contacts Ulan <Jack_Carlson> (COM) Sir, Major Ulan this is Corporal Carlson <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Roger Carlson, go ahead <Jack_Carlson> (COM) I'm down in South America, and am wounded, send a medevac <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) What happened? <Jack_Carlson> (COM) I failed my mission to kill the two targets <Jonathan_Ulan> ... <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) I see. We'll talk about it later. I'm sending a chopper now * Jonathan_Ulan sends out his chopper to retrieve Carlson * Jonathan_Ulan makes sure there are no crew aboard the chopper, and that it is unmanned <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Crew: Start remote controlling it <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Carlson: One more thing. We have captured Agent Texas <Jack_Carlson> (COM) What?! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) You heard me right. A friend of mine got her, and we need you back here ASAP <Jack_Carlson> (COM) Wow. Just amazing. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Now quit gawking and wait for the medevac * Jack_Carlson sees the chopper, and pops a flare

<font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> What is it, Mich? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> What exactly are we doing? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Are we looking for Tex? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> If we can't, we'll look for Wyoming. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana frowns. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Wait a minute. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Omicron's picked up an aircraft, flying across the Amazon. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Could it be...? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Think it's one of ours, Mont? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Don't think so. It doesn't look UNSC-issue. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So what do you have in mind? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana grins. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hold on tight. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Let me see... <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana maneuvers the lifeboat straight towards the aircraft. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Don't throw up in your helmet, Mich. * Jack_Carlson sees the chopper inbound and starts guiding it into the LZ <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana does a fly-by so close to the chopper that the lifeboat's flares cause its engines to temporarily short out. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana lurches slightly as the lifeboat scrapes the chopper's rotors, which have stopped moving. <Jack_Carlson> What the fuck?! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> One chopper going down. <Jack_Carlson> SHIT! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South laughs. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You are one crazy bitch, Mont! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'll take that as a compliment. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana watches as the chopper crashes into the ground somewhat roughly. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hm, no explosion. Oh well. * Jack_Carlson starts running for the crash site <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> And there's our quarry. * Jack_Carlson checks it <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana turns the lifeboat, landing it right in front of the chopper. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Go, go, go! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana unstraps herself, pulls out her M6/SOCOM, and opens the hatch. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana dashes out the lifeboat and tackles Carlson to the ground. <Jack_Carlson> oof <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South keeps her gun trained on Carlson. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You're not looking too good there, buddy. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> So don't resist and I won't have to hurt you. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I have some questions for you. <Jack_Carlson> I can barely move as is <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine walks over Carlson with his foot on his chest. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> If you don't cooperate, I'll let Agent Maine here have his way with you. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> And trust me, you don't want that. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> So, first order of business. What's your name? <Jack_Carlson> Carlson, Jack A. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay, Carlson. Who sent you that chopper? <Jack_Carlson> Why should I say that? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Maine? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine 's foot presses downward. * Jack_Carlson wheezes <Jack_Carlson> Alright, it was Jonathan Ulan <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Jonathan Ulan... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...son of a bitch. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You know him? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah, I know him. <Jack_Carlson> Was he as crazy then? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Probably. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> So, what's he after? <Jack_Carlson> I don't know. All he told me was to kill 479er and Wyoming. I've been out here for days <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I knew it. They sure busted you up, huh. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Where are they, Carlson? <Jack_Carlson> What did you do to Ulan to piss him off? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> That's none of your business. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Now, where are Wyoming and Four-Seven-Niner? <Jack_Carlson> I don't know. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana hefts Carlson up by the scruff. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You didn't happen to shoot them, did you? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Because if you did, never mind Maine, I'd have to show you what I'm made of. <Jack_Carlson> Wyoming and 479er are still alive, they escaped my rifle <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You'd better not be lying. <Jack_Carlson> I wish I had made that shot <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Trust me, buddy. No you don't. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Because if you did, I'd be doing so many things to you right now. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Unspeakable things. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay, my last question for you, Carlson. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Have you received any word on Agent Texas? <Jack_Carlson> I know nothing of Texas <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana 's eyes narrow, and she wraps her fingers around Carlson's neck. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm an interrogator, Carlson. I can tell when people are lying to me. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana pulls out her combat knife and holds its tip an inch from his eye. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Now are you going to tell me, or do I have to start removing parts? <Jack_Carlson> Montana: I told you, I don't know anything! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana huffs. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana throws Carlson to the ground. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay, hard way it is then. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana adjusts her grip on her combat knife. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Maine, you want to show this guy your "knifle"? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine aims his blade at Carlson's neck. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Okay, what will it be first? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Fingers, eyes, nose...or do I get to pick? <Jack_Carlson> Alright fine i'll tell you <Jack_Carlson> Just don't mutilate me! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Thought so. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana sheaths her combat knife. <Jack_Carlson> Last I heard, Tex was captured <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana is startled by this. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Captured? By who? <Jack_Carlson> A friend of Ulan's <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hey, Maine? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I don't have any weapons, may I borrow your M6? <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine throws Michigan his M6 with his eyes locked onto Carlson. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan catches it <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Thanks. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Right then. I guess we'll pay Ulan a visit. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Why don't you come with us? <Jack_Carlson> Wha? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Mich, tie him up. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> He's going to show us where Ulan is. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I have some catching up to do with that asshole anyway. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine holds Carlson's hands behind his back forcefully, waiting for Michigan. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan ties Carlson up <Jonathan_Ulan> Grenadiers: Take up ambush positions with your plasma repeaters and other high end weapons <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South walks over to Mont. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So how do we get out of here? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> The lifeboat isn't going anywhere. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana frowns. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Guess I shouldn't have trashed the chopper, huh. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I can fix that... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> It's not destroyed. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan begins trying to fix the Falcon <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine holds the tied Carlson by back of his neck and presents him to Montana. * Jonathan_Ulan takes up positions with his Grenadiers <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan miraculously fixes it <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Whoa...how'd you do that? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Not sure... <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana raises an eyebrow. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Lots of spare parts lying around, I suppose. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> But that is impressive, Mich. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Thanks. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I guess since it wasn't destroyed, it was possible to fix it. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> But I thought that would take days at the very least. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan starts the chopper <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay, let's get going then. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana takes the pilot's seat. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> You're driving again? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah. Got a problem with that? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Not at all. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I like your driving. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Can't say the same for Mich though. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Engine 1's being a bit odd... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan sits close to Engine 1 <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Right, let's see how well you fixed it, Mich.. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine throws Carlson into the Falcon and sits above him. * Jack_Carlson looks around in fear <Jack_Carlson> Please don't mutilate me, Montana <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine glares at Carlson. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Oh, don't worry. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I intend to send you back to your boss in one piece. <Jack_Carlson> Why? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> It's him I'm after. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> As long as you don't get in our way, I won't kill you. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Now, everyone aboard? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We're good. <Jack_Carlson> The question is why you want Major Ulan dead <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> It's personal. <Jack_Carlson> What do you mean? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana takes off. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Careful! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hey, relax Mich. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You did just fine. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana puts the chopper at a rapid angle and flies off.

<font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina moves toward the ship confidently. <Delta_AI> Theta, do you know what to do? <Theta_AI> Yeah. Good plan, D. <Delta_AI> On my mark then. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota disconnects his Spartan Laser from the recharge unit. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana grabs a grenade laucher from one of the storages and embraces it. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North straps in <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana quickly follows suit <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's get this over with... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York remains in the back of the ship, strapping in. <Theta_AI> Whenever you're ready, Delta. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado secures himself inside the ship. <Delta_AI> Everyone is on board. <Delta_AI> Agent Carolina, are you ready to take off? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slips in behind the controls, focused. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Take us out of here. <Delta_AI> Mark. * Theta_AI overrides the hangar bay controls, opening the doors wide. * Delta_AI shuts down the power a split second later, preventing it from closing. <Theta_AI> Go, now! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina remains calm, looking at York once as the ship moves, then returning her gaze to the viewport. <Delta_AI> It will take ONI approximately seventeen minutes to reactivate the power and send ships after us. <Theta_AI> We're really in for it now.

<font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York looks back towards Carolina as stares into the distance of the viewport. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado shuffles about uncomfortably. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana straps several grenade belts around his chest and waist with difficulty. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Look at it as an adventure, Theta. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I added a limiter to Engine 1, it'll be okay. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Delta, Theta, any extra data you have on Texas, feel free to share it now. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Because we need a heading. <Delta_AI> I will see what I can do. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado grabs his SRS99D beside him and slides in a fresh magazine, strapping a few more to his waist. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York checks his M45, analyzing it and checking it for any imperfections. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina braces in her seat, interested in their surroundings. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Can anyone see that? North, York? <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota preps his MA5. <Delta_AI> One rebel chopper detected. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) FIRE! <Delta_AI> Ground fire detected! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Shit! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York braces himself. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> This may get a little rough... <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado gulps. * Jonathan_Ulan and his troops open fire, filling the sky with rockets * Jonathan_Ulan watches his AA gunners fill the sky with plasma from their quad mounts <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana flies to and fro, avoiding the gunfire. <Delta_AI> It appears the chopper is taking fire as well. <Delta_AI> Perhaps they are friendly. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota opens the doors and mans the M247 in the troop bay. * Jonathan_Ulan fires an M41 at the Pelican <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina growls and struggles to maneuver the ship. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> hang on! <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana holds his buckles. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) AAA FIRE! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York grips his buckles as tight as he can. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Delta! Try hailing that chopper! <Delta_AI> Yes, Agent Carolina. * Jonathan_Ulan 's gunners continue to fill the sky with proximity fused rounds <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota fires at the AA guns. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado goes wide-eyed under his helmet, also holding on his straps. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> If they're friendlies, they'd better start helping, or so help me...

<font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont, what's our ETA? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> If this guy isn't screwing with us, twenty minutes. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> The base is somewhere down there. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Have you pushed the chopper to full power? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't really want to risk it. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Grenadiers: Bring up those rocket launchers for taking down the Freelancers if your plasma can't penetrate them <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Engines 2 and 3 have a new trick... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont, could you throttle Engines 2 and 3 up? <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Grenadiers: If you want one last smoke, do it now, before we turn it off <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Turn off all light sources I mean * Jonathan_Ulan lights up a cigar, and looks at his watch <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Alright Grenadiers, put your smokes and lights out, put on your NVGs, and get down on the ground, and wait for the bugler's call <Jonathan_Ulan> Grenadiers: make sure your weapons are ready <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> See that? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana spots the Pelican. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah...where did that come from? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan looks closely * Jonathan_Ulan hears the bugler play <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) FIRE! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana sees the fire. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Shit! * Jonathan_Ulan and his troops open fire, filling the sky with rockets <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana swerves the chopper. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana flies to and fro, avoiding the gunfire. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Your boss this keen on wiping you out, Carlson? * Jonathan_Ulan and his troops open fire, filling the sky with rockets * Jonathan_Ulan watches his AA gunners fill the sky with plasma from their quad mounts <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Mont, fire up Engines 2 and 3! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana does so. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine places his foot on Carlson's neck, ensuring he doesn't fall off. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) AAA FIRE! * Jonathan_Ulan 's gunners continue to fill the sky with proximity fused rounds <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Aw, hell. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana swoops over the Pelican and rolls under.

<Four-Seven-Niner> Wyoming, I've got something on radar. <Four-Seven-Niner> Looks like a rebel chopper. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Are they after us? <Four-Seven-Niner> They're headed due northwest. <Four-Seven-Niner> Didn't you say that was the direction where Ulan was probably holed up? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Hmm. . . no, but that might be our lead to finding him and putting an end to his incessant radio calls. <Four-Seven-Niner> Wait. <Four-Seven-Niner> Second aircraft detected. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Same vector? <Four-Seven-Niner> Pelican dropship. Designation matches...the Mother of Invention. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shakes his head. <Four-Seven-Niner> It's either ONI or the Freelancers. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Oh, no. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright, keep out of their sensor range if you can. We're following them in, wherever this leads. <Four-Seven-Niner> Gotcha. * Jonathan_Ulan and his troops open fire, filling the sky with rockets <Four-Seven-Niner> Well, looks like they're in trouble, Reggie. <Four-Seven-Niner> Sure you don't want to help? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright, Four-Seven-Niner, let's give them a hand. * Four-Seven-Niner hurries to the hangar with Wyoming and boards the Pelican. <Four-Seven-Niner> Should we hail them? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'll do it. <Four-Seven-Niner> Right, you do that. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming opens a known Freelancer COM channel. * Four-Seven-Niner waits for Wyoming to strap in before flying out of the Blacktip.

<Delta_AI> (COM) Identify yourself, chopper. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Delta?! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) This is Agent Montana! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana opens fire at the cannons below. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) What the hell are you guys doing here? * Jonathan_Ulan watches his cannons fire back <Delta_AI> (COM) Pardon me, but we could ask you the same thing. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota destroys three of the guns. * Jonathan_Ulan sees a plasma launcher fired at the dropship <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana fires the afterburners, easily avoiding the plasma rounds. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan is pushed back as the chopper accelerates to 200 MPH <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Carolina, there's another Pelican! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I see it. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Two pelicans? How exciting! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Hello there. Who's in what sort of trouble now? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Wyoming? Where did you come from? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is startled by the sudden COM chatter. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota destroys several more guns. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Hey, it is you guys. Miss us? <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Montana? Wyoming? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Question it later, my dear. For now, lets put a stop to that ground fire. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Isn't this just perfect. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey, South was right. Flying sucks. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> (COM) 'Ey Wyoming! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York taps his helmet, hearing the comm chatter. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) It's like a big family reunion out here. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> (COM) You can say that again York. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) I don't suppose you have Tex with you? <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) No luck, Mont. * Jonathan_Ulan fires his plasma repeater at the dropships <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) We're trying to find her. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) But for now, we gotta take out those guns. * Four-Seven-Niner activates the extras guns Wyoming placed on the modified Pelican. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) I hear you, Carolina. Wyoming, our guns are hot. You ready to blow some shit up? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Get me a target. Where's that coming from? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Uh, everywhere. <ODST_Leader> We're shutting this thing down and taking it apart. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Say, your piloting skills aren't that bad. * Jonathan_Ulan watches the Flak guns fill the sky with lead <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) And here I thought you were only good as a copilot. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner, can we cut the jokes until later? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Let's get closer to the ground. Strafe those guns. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Touché. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Alright. Let's give them a taste of the missiles. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Oerlikons, keep firing! <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota sprays fire down at the enemies below. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Taste of the missiles? Looks like they have been busy. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Wyoming, I really like what you've done with the ship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes control, locking onto the signatures of Jonathan_Ulan's heavy guns, and fires. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina jerks the Pelican, diving and swerving, drawing fire from the guns. * Four-Seven-Niner opens fire with the Pelican's missiles, destroying several heavy guns. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana prepares his grenade launcher. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Need a hand, Carolina? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan watches Engine 1's rotors furl, and the engine catches fire <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Shit! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) We're going down! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Aw, crap. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Damn. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Y'know, I REALLY hate flying! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Me too! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Four-Seven-Niner, best try not to get hit. They're going to need an extraction. * Four-Seven-Niner swoops in to cover the chopper as it begins to spiral downward. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We're gonna get shot out of the sky if we don't do something! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Hang on North, I can see you. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina mutters to herself as she brings the Pelican up from a roll, only for AA fire to slam into the side. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> BRACE! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Shiiiiiii— <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Not good, not good! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I'm never flying an Innie ship again! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Brace for impact! <Jonathan_Ulan> There's a chopper going down there, follow me to it! rest of you, hold your positions! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming abandons the copilot seat, and stands at the back of the Pelican with his rifle in hand. * Four-Seven-Niner flies fast and low, shooting apart multiple heavy guns with the machine turrets. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming searches for any sign of infantry as they pass over. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana lurches as the chopper slams hard into the ground. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Oof! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Ow. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina ignores the flashing red lights among the controls and continues to guide the Pelican, though one of its thrusters is coughing. * Jonathan_Ulan and his Grenadiers storm the chopper <Jonathan_Ulan> FORWARD! <Delta_AI> Agent Carolina, try to regroup with the chopper. * Jonathan_Ulan starts firing at the chopper <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana clambers out of the crashed chopper, weapons ready. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Open fire! Push them back! <Jonathan_Ulan> Grenade out! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina jukes and rolls, blocking the grenade taking some of the fire meant for the chopper. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> (COM) Carolina, I could really use some help here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina flinches as the grenade rolls next to the engines and explodes, causing one of the wings to burst into flame. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> This bird is falling apart! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sights on the boarded dropship, and fires a careful shot at Jonathan_Ulan. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South sprays the rebels with assault rifle fire. * Jonathan_Ulan rolls to dodge it <Jonathan_Ulan> Shit! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Blast it. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota pulls out his Spartan Laser. * Jonathan_Ulan retreats, and keeps firing <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana covers South with suppressing fire, taking down rebels rapidly. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Dammit, I can't tell what we've walked into here. What does Ulan want with the other Freelancers? * Jack_Carlson slips out to regroup with the Grenadiers <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Mont, the prisoner! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> No time to worry about him now! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> They're boxing us in! * Jonathan_Ulan looks at Montana with a wild grin on his face, and begins firing deliberate shots from the treeline <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Shit! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana ducks and rolls. * Jonathan_Ulan keeps up the fire <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana returns fire with her SMG, shredding the leaves and branches around Ulan. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina brings the Pelican around again, initiating landing protocols, and the bird shakily touches down only to hit the ground lopsidedly, flames emitting from the damaged thruster. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Okay people, boots on the ground! <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado is jerked up from the bumpy ride and hits his head on the side of the pelican. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota pulls out his MA5. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Bah! Hit my head. * Jonathan_Ulan 's Grenadiers fire a rocket at the dropship, missing it by a hair <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine slams into the chopper's thruster from the explosions, smashing a wing in half. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks around, noting their position, between the rebels and other Freelancers. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North loads his weapon <Delta_AI> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner, I suggest you disengage for the time being. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Copy that. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Four-Seven-Niner, I've a feeling I'll be more useful on the ground. Drop me off, will you? <Four-Seven-Niner> Roger. Coming around now. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado rubs the top of his helmet and grabs his sniper rifle and slaps a nearby SMG to his hip. * Jonathan_Ulan orders his snipers to fire on Mich <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Hey, North! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Welcome to the party! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Ready? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Sorry I didn't invite you sooner! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Glad to be here! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah, yeah, talk later! Let's find a way out of this mess! <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I have a plan! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We can use this bird for cover until she gives out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina hefts a battle rifle. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota fires at a large ammo crate next to the grenadiers. <Jonathan_Ulan> Shit <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York pumps his signature shotgun, and holsters his dual magnums. He and Colorado head out from the back of the pelican. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Everyone okay, besides Colorado getting a nasty bump on his head? <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Shut up York. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> They're in trouble down there. Are you thinking what I am? <Four-Seven-Niner> I'll have to make a quick drop, Wyoming. Can't risk getting shot down. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That'll be fine, I'm rather good at landings. Set me down a ways away from them, I'll move up without getting spotted. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North checks over his sniper, and grabs his SMG's. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan avoids the sniper fire with his super speed armor ability <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana a single shot on at the grenadiers. Indiana stumbles from the aftershock. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Woah, that's a big explosion. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota watches the crate detonate and kill the grenadiers. <Jonathan_Ulan> SONOFABITCH! <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> We're fine! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Fine here. Well, aside from the gunfire, y'know. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South covers North. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Okay people, you know the drill. * Jonathan_Ulan orders his tanks in <Jonathan_Ulan> MBTs, move in! <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota pulls out his Spartan Laser. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana ducks into cover and reloads. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Tanks! <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota blows up a tank with his Spartan Laser. * Jonathan_Ulan feels his teeth rattle from the cacophony of 130mm rounds <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina pulls out a grenade, primes it, then uses her battle rifle like a baseball bat, smacking it and sending it soaring over to the grenadiers. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Oh piss! <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) GET DOWN! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana sprays the grenadiers with gunfire, distracting them from the grenade.

* ODST_Leader (9968b050@gateway/web/freenode/ip.153.104.176.80) has joined #halo-fanon * Engineer_Bob (9968b050@gateway/web/freenode/ip.153.104.176.80) has joined #halo-fanon * ODST_Leader paces impatiently back and forth in a darkened room aboard the Staff of Charon. Agent_Texas lies immobile behind several inches of hardened glass, wires and tubes running from openings in her armor. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia enters with a squad of ODST-armored soldiers. <ODST_Leader> There you are. <ODST_Leader> What took you so long? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia gestures at the soldiers behind him. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I had to get our backup together, first. <ODST_Leader> I told you to come down here alone. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> And I want some rifles pointed in her direction when she wakes up. * ODST_Leader places CT's helmet on a nearby table and gestures contemptuosly at Texas. <ODST_Leader> Not "her." <ODST_Leader> "It" <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, yeah, whatever. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia gestures at the soldiers. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Spread out and be ready for trouble. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This one's a bit of a handful. * ODST_Leader glares at Georgia. <ODST_Leader> You didn't waste any time in taking charge the troops, did you? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, since I seem to be the only one who doesn't want every battle to be a bloodbath I'd have thought you'd appreciate my input. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But hey, if you have something better to do, by all means. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You're in charge after all, boss. * ODST_Leader shoots Georgia another glower but nods at the soldiers. <ODST_Leader> Do as he says. * ODST_Leader levels a finger at Georgia. <ODST_Leader> Now you. <ODST_Leader> Turn it back on. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances over at Texas. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Me? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> How am I supposed to do that? <ODST_Leader> You know what I mean. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I don't know if he's up to it, boss. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> He's still a bit nervous after she roughed him up back down in the city. <ODST_Leader> Georgia, so help me, if you don't start taking this seriously I will kick your ass back out into space. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fine, fine. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob, would you mind getting in here? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> There's a little problem we need you to look at. * Engineer_Bob floats cautiously through the door, brushing past the nervous soldiers as he approaches the holding tank. * Engineer_Bob looks at Georgia and chirps. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, you need to get her up and running again. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But be careful. * ODST_Leader enters a series of codes into a nearby computer. The cell door slides partially open, allowing just enough room for Bob to wiggle inside. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) Leader: How's Texas doing? * ODST_Leader fumbles with his com, grumbling in annoyance. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Ulan. <Jonathan_Ulan> (COM) The trap shall be sprung soon <ODST_Leader> (COM) Alright. <ODST_Leader> We're going to reactivate the package now. <ODST_Leader> See what we can pull out of its memory banks. * Engineer_Bob carefully approaches Texas, sliding feelers over her battered armor and making his way over to her neck. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Careful, Bob. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pulls a knife out and starts passing it from palm to palm. <ODST_Leader> Alright, let's see what it has to say for itself. * Engineer_Bob plunges his feelers into Texas's neck, then quickly pulls back. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas slowly gets up, somewhat disoriented as her systems reactivate one by one. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob, get out of there. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Now. * Engineer_Bob departs the cell, the door sliding shut behind him. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas shakes her head and gets to her feet. <ODST_Leader> Activate limiters. <ODST_Leader> Cut off her movement. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas groans as she is suddenly immobilized. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> What the... <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Don't you mean "its", boss? <ODST_Leader> Can it, you. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up to see Georgia and the ODST leader. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Rise and shine, Agent Texas. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas just stares at the two of them silently. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Or at least, as shiny as you can get with all those limiters strapped to your body. * ODST_Leader shoots Georgia a look. <ODST_Leader> See? <ODST_Leader> Nothing to worry about. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fine. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm still going to stand back here, if it's all the same to you. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia waves at Bob. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Great job. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas 's gaze follows the engineer as it floats out of the room. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You can get back to the lab. * ODST_Leader turns back to Texas. <ODST_Leader> Alright. <ODST_Leader> We can do this the easy way, or we can do it the easier way. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas just stares back at the ODST, not saying a word. <ODST_Leader> The easier way involves me shutting you back down and ripping your systems apart piece by piece. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Screw you. <ODST_Leader> Ah, so it does talk. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You know what? You're just like the rest of them. * ODST_Leader leans back against a table. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You just see me as a machine, an object. <ODST_Leader> Hm, maybe it's because that's what you are. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Yeah, well look at you. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You think you're so human? Could have fooled me. <ODST_Leader> Georgia, what's it going on about? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Beats me, boss. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I just work here. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You do whatever the fuck you want. I don't care. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas falls silent again. * ODST_Leader sighs. <ODST_Leader> Alright, sounds like a plan. <ODST_Leader> Shut it back down and rip off its head. <ODST_Leader> We'll just pry the data out of its memory banks. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Um, boss, I don't recommend doing that. <ODST_Leader> Oh? <ODST_Leader> And why the hell not? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shrugs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, that's a tricky one, see, I don't really have an answer for you there. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I just have this gut feeling, y'know? <ODST_Leader> If you don't have anything real to contribute, keep your mouth shut. * ODST_Leader glances down at his communicator and smiles. <ODST_Leader> Looks like Ulan and his boys have started their little operation. <ODST_Leader> Georgia, in a few minutes you'll hopefully be an even rarer specimen than you already are. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Oh, really? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I thought we didn't work with Ulan and that kind of scum. <ODST_Leader> Sometimes, scum like him has his uses. <ODST_Leader> Besides, hunting Freelancers keeps him from arranging more bombings, doesn't it? <ODST_Leader> Everyone wins. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. * ODST_Leader turns to his soldiers. <ODST_Leader> Well? <ODST_Leader> Why are you just standing there? <ODST_Leader> Get the engineer back in here. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Boss, tell you what. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Diplomacy really isn't your thing. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Give me a few minutes with her. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll probably find out more like that than you will ripping apart her data files. <ODST_Leader> What, leave her alone with you? <ODST_Leader> You're the one who insisted on bringing a fire team down here, remember? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm feeling a bit safer. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Besides, you can watch over the coms. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia takes off his helmet. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> See, I'm not trying to pull one over on you. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Go make sure Ulan's doing alright. * ODST_Leader looks hard at Georgia for a moment longer, than grabs his helmet and motions at the security team. <ODST_Leader> Take up positions outside this room. <ODST_Leader> If anything so much as twitches the wrong way in there, lock down this entire sector. * ODST_Leader strides out, followed by the security team. <ODST_Leader> And Georgia? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Yeah boss? <ODST_Leader> The minute you're done, we do it my way. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fine by me. * ODST_Leader heads up the Charon's bridge, leaving Georgia alone in the holding bay. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sheathes his knife and moves closer to the cell. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You really have a thing for making my life complicated, don't you? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sighs. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You know, the longer you play the silent game the faster he'll decide to use you for spare parts. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia raps the cell pane with his knuckles. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I know it doesn't look like it from where you're sitting, but I've got a vested interest in keeping you alive. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shakes his head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Alright. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You want to be treated like a person? <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I think you know the drill with interrogations. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia approaches the energy control panel and cranks it up to its lowest setting, sending jolts of energy coursing into Texas's body. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grunts and snarls, but doesn't say a word. * ODST_Leader watches a scratchy feed from the Charon's bridge, teeth clenched in frustration. <ODST_Leader> I should have seen this coming. <ODST_Leader> There's nothing we can do for Ulan right now. <ODST_Leader> We need to conserve resources. <ODST_Leader> Pull us out. <ODST_Leader> Get us out of system as soon as possible.

<Jonathan_Ulan> I SAID GET DOWN! * Jonathan_Ulan shoves a grenadier into the dirt <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan enters turret control room, kills the operators, and locks himself in <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Hey North! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What say you we storm those tanks? <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado picks off the grenadiers from afar, engaging his reflex enhancement and double-tapping his rifle, watching bullets fly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes advantage of the confusion to charge them, spraying with her BR to discourage direct fire. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming holds onto the Pelican's side, waiting for the moment to jump. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming makes a fast deployment to a nearby ridge. <Four-Seven-Niner> Good hunting. * Four-Seven-Niner peels off and pulls up fast, avoiding gunfire from whatever turrets are left. * Jonathan_Ulan climbs up a tree and takes aim at Carolina <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana fires non-stop at the long line of grenadiers. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York picks off the few survivors Colorado left with a combination of shotgun blasts and hand-to-hand combat. * Jonathan_Ulan opens fire on Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina evades the plasma bolts, her recent augmentations allowing her to perceive time more slowly than most humans. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota pulls out his MA5. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North snipes a few enemies and moves up <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South runs to and fro, attracting the tanks' attention. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Go, North! <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana quickly distracts Ulan with his magnum, covering Carolina. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Move, move! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South waits for the tanks to turn to North before dashing around him. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Switch! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South leaps onto a tank. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South grabs the driver, breaks his neck, and throws him out. <Jonathan_Ulan> SHIT! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sprints forward, using his SMG's to take down nearby enemies <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado moves up, slinging his sniper on his back and spraying bullets via his SMG. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan aims the AA guns at the tanks <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South takes position behind the tank's driver's seat. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York continues to pelt the line of infantry with pellet after pellet, mowing his enemies down. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North kicks an enemy in the face and grabs his BR. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sends a bullet hissing in from afar, cutting down one of the rebels taking position below Jonathan_Ulan before the sound of his rifle ever reaches them. He has caught his targets in the open, and before any of them can react, Wyoming's remaining clip takes down three more targets. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) South! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs up behind the tank <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Hey, asshole! Watch this! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South swivels the tank's barrel to face Ulan. <Jonathan_Ulan> SHIT! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South fires, blowing apart the tree Ulan was perched in and sending him flying. * Jonathan_Ulan lands hard but gets up and starts running * Jonathan_Ulan continues running, lasing South's tank <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming reloads. <Jonathan_Ulan> Tank busting aircraft, fire at my laser! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina leaps after closing the distance, grasping her katana mid-leap and bring it down in a stab as she lands on one of the grenadiers. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina jumps off the impaled grenadier and finds herself facing another, only to cleave half his neck with the katana. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Huh. Tanks. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North leaps to another tank, dropping a grenade before sprinting off <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South follows her aim just a bit behind North with the tank's cannon, blowing them up one after the other right after he leaps from one to another. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North activates his bubble shield as two tanks try to fire <Four-Seven-Niner> What the— <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Wyoming, I've picked up something on my way back. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina dispatches several other troopers before her gaze settles on Ulan. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You. <Jonathan_Ulan> AH SHIT! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina starts sprinting. * Jonathan_Ulan runs for his life, spraying plasma fire <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs between the two tanks. They fire, blowing each other up <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Yes, Sophie? What is it? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South pitches in by firing on the aircraft with the tank. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota grabs the laser. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan destroys Ulan's air support by using the turrets against them <Jonathan_Ulan> THIS IS GOING TO HELL IN A HANDBASKET! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Can we grab this guy? <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana quickly dispatches a few dozen grenadiers in hand-to-hand combat, <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) It's the Staff of Charon. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) The what? <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) They're bearing down on the Blacktip. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) They haven't spotted it yet. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires a round near over Agent_York's head, cutting down an armored Grenadier advancing on him. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York flinches for a moment, then looking towards Wyoming's position. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Thanks for the save, Wyoming! <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) But they'll ram right into it if they keep going. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana quickly holds his helmet to his head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is forced to take cover from the wild barrage of plasma, too much to evade in such close quarters. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Dammit— <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Where the hell is Maine!? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks around <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Huh, tanks are dead. * Jonathan_Ulan dives into a pillbox, and begins firing with a plasma turret at Carolina <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana moves in to cover Carolina, SMG blazing. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine slowly rises from the rubble of the chopper. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota slots one of Ulan's men. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina grits her teeth as the air becomes extremely hot around her. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Wyoming, I suggest we get the Staff of Charon's attention. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) How do we do that? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires on Jonathan_Ulan, buying Agent_Carolina a reprieve. <Jonathan_Ulan> SHIT! <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) I'll pick up half the team and we'll try to board it. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) We don't know if Tex is down here or on board the ship. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) But it's only safe to check both. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Alright, I'll try to cover you while you pick them up. Go for it! * Jonathan_Ulan soon gets back up, and fires on Colorado <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Pin this guy down! * Four-Seven-Niner easily dodges the autocannons' line of fire, aiming for the blindspots. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires at Ulan with his BR <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Carolina, need a hand? * Jonathan_Ulan ducks <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado advances towards the pillbox, suppressing fire with his SMG. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine breaks off the turret from Carolina's Pelican and uses it it. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota peppers Ulan with plasma using the fallen soldier's weapon. * Jonathan_Ulan starts firing wildly <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina pops out of cover and jumps at Ulan while he's shooting at Colorado, swiping at him with her katana. <Jonathan_Ulan> SHIT! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine advances towards the grenadiers and Ulan. * Jonathan_Ulan continues fleeing <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan shoots the pillbox <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado quickly dodges those shots, as he's no where near slow. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Take him down! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs after Ulan, firing * Jonathan_Ulan continues running at a full on sprint <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana slowly aims and fires a grenade near Ulan. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires and reloads in rapid succession, suppressing several of the remaining Grenadiers. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Catch up to him Carolina! * Four-Seven-Niner swoops in quickly for a hot pickup. * Jonathan_Ulan keeps on going, as if he is a machine <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Indiana! Stay on Ulan! <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Right! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan shoots at the grenadiers <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming keeps the Grenadiers and their heavy weapons pinned down. <Jonathan_Ulan> Can't stop now <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Why won't he go down?! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Maine, Wyoming, Mich, North, South — rendezvous with 479. Now! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North grabs his sniper, and attempts to put a bullet in Ulan's leg <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming spots Jonathan_Ulan in the chaos, and now vengefully sights on his head. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Copy that! <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana kicks away several grenadiers as he sprints, towards Ulan. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Blast it. . . <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires, just missing Ulan. * Four-Seven-Niner lands in a relatively unoccupied area. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North checks his nav and runs towards 479er's pelican <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine breaks formation to 479's pelican. * Jonathan_Ulan sees Indiana with a wild look on his face <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York swipes his shotgun onto his back and pulls out his two magnums, firing in Ulan's direction. * Jonathan_Ulan ducks once more <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North arrives at the Pelican, giving cover fire to the other freelancers <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana adjusts his helmet. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota shoots a tree in front of Ulan with his Spartan Laser, bringing it down and blocking his path. * Jonathan_Ulan runs for the rooftops <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Boy this sonofabitch is fast! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's move! <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Last mag! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances over her shoulder while running toward 479, watching the fight between Indiana and Ulan play out. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado keeps pursuing, sprinting rather fast. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner; don't wait for me to come to you. Just pick me up once you're clear of the rebels. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Copy.

<font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana jumps onto the rooftops, merely a few meters away from Ulan. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, Mich, Maine, C'mon! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana empties the last of her magazine and pulls out her combat knife. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming continues firing, covering the other Freelancers. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana continues to run alongside Carolina, moving in accordance to her manuevers. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> This Innie runs like a damn athlete! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine jumps on and throws the turret into the storage behind the cockpit. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North stands at the pelican's door, still firing <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South climbs on board as well. * Jonathan_Ulan unslings his plasma repeater <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gestures for Montana to join her behind cover. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana complies. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana jumps multiple air vents and gaps behind Ulan. * Jonathan_Ulan takes aim at Indiana <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Fuck— <Jonathan_Ulan> Piss <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Let's get to Ulan. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina contemplates the blood on her blade for a brief moment, before giving a nod. * Jonathan_Ulan unsheathes his Polish Army sword <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> That's the bastard you were going after. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I've got a score to settle with him. <Jonathan_Ulan> let's do this Indy <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana brandishes a large knife from his chest. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Indy might need help. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Ulan's no pushover. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> You call that a knife? * Jonathan_Ulan takes a swing at Indy's joints <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana jumps back <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana holds up his. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina moves out from cover and leaps onto the rooftop, running zigzag fashion toward Indiana and Ulan. * Jonathan_Ulan hits Indiana in his elbow <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York continues advancing with Colorado by his side. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana yelps. * Jonathan_Ulan continues slashing at Indy <Jonathan_Ulan> How do you like it scumbag!? <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> York you move on ahead! I'll cover you! <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana throws his knife to his left hands on slashes at Ulan's thighs. * Jonathan_Ulan elbows Indy in the gut <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> Uf! <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado takes out his sniper rifle and covers York. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> You fuckin' quick bastard. * Jonathan_Ulan hits Indy in the knee, knocking him down <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana quickly readies his knife <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York dashes up to the roof, meeting up with Indy who's in the middle of brawling with Ulan. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana slices Ulan's wrist. * Jonathan_Ulan keeps on ticking <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York cracks his knuckles and joins in the fight, armed with only fists. <font color=#CCA01E><Agent_Indiana> York! Distract him for a sec, please. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> No problem, Indy! * Jonathan_Ulan jabs York in his hip <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York just barely winces, grabbing Ulan's stray forearm and disarming him, yanking his knife away. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana kicks Ulan away from York. * Jonathan_Ulan rips the knife out of Indy's hands

<font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan breaks the AA gun controls, leaves the turret room, and gets to the Pelican <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay, where's Wyoming? <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Wyoming, hurry the fuck up! <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just make another stop to pick me up. Rendezvous up the ridge. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming empties his clip, reloads, then starts hiking up the ridge. <Four-Seven-Niner> Screw it. * Four-Seven-Niner flies low and heads straight for Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming waves the dropship down. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires from the open door <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South grabs onto Wyoming's hand as they fly by. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming climbs up, seeing the hand, but not who it belongs to. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stands in the doorway of the Pelican's hold, surveying the other Freelancers. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well. What trouble have you gotten into this time? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> 479er, we're all in! * Four-Seven-Niner flies upward and towards the Staff of Charon. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Carolina, we're heading off. Good luck down there! <Four-Seven-Niner> Right. ready for a fast insertion. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shoulders his rifle and draws two M6Cs. * Four-Seven-Niner preps the countermeasures ahead of time. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Right, who wants to tell me just what is going. . . <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sees the twins. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming>. . . on. <ODST_Leader> Make this fast, boys. * Four-Seven-Niner fires thousands of small countermeasures, each very tiny but attracts the attention of the gunfire. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Uh, are the controls supposed to be bleeping? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is brought back into the moment by the explosions. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's avoid the missiles... <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I hate flying. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So much. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, I think I've caught your hatred of flying... <ODST_Leader> It's one Pelican! <ODST_Leader> Take it out! <Four-Seven-Niner> Fire in the hole! * Four-Seven-Niner fires fifty missiles at the hangar bay door, blowing it straight open. * ODST_Leader braces himself against a control station as the rumble echos throughout the ship. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Get ready... <ODST_Leader> All hands, prepare to repel boarders! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Might want a T-Pack, Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Just need a good launch, North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Suit yourself. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan gets behind Wyoming * Four-Seven-Niner suddenly slows down drastically just before entering the hangar bay. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South flies out of her seat and into the front of the ship. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South collapses in a heap on top of North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ow. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Son of a- <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps with the dropship's momentum, immediately firing his pistols on the guards and techs in the hangar. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming tucks and rolls a landing, his pistols running low as he seeks cover. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Maine, Mich, take the flanks! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, with me! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming takes up a position, reloading his sidearms. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North jumps after Wyoming <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South bails out, somewhat disoriented. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Geez, I like Mont's flying better. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan charges the flanks at super speed <Four-Seven-Niner> I guess I'll stay here until you guys need a ride out. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires at the guards in the hangar <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming rolls out of cover, firing mercilessly on any targets that stand before him. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Maine, do what you do best! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North moves up behind Wyoming, covering him <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fights back to back with North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan steals a shotgun and unleashes chaos <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North guns down more guards <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> So, how do we know if Tex is here? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Tex, here? What the bloody hell is going on? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires a few more pistol shots at the last enemies, retreating deeper into the ship. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Maine, cover the hangar with Mich. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan kills all the guards in his flank <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine fires at the guards next to Michigan. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) They're dug in. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM Agent_North, hold on. I've just attacked a ship a lot bigger than mine without any idea why, except that you lot were doing it. What is going on? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South moves through hallway after hallway with North. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine slices a line of soldiers in a single dash behind Michigan. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Security's getting tighter. I think we're onto something. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Hello. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) We're going after these guys. That's all we need to know for now. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming raises an eyebrow. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming shakes his head as he follows the others. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Bloody hell. . . <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South bursts into the interrogation room. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North moves forward <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> There she is, North! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas looks up. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Tex! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Damn, she's missing an arm. * Engineer_Bob chirps in fear. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm fine... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Theta, check her vitals. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South holds the engineer at gunpoint while North frees Tex. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What is this thing? * Engineer_Bob backs away to the corner of the room. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Don't shoot. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South hesitates. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> We might need it. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> For what? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Clear the room. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming has Gamma seal and secure the interrogation chamber. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hold on, let me get you out. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What is Tex doing here? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North frees the restraints on Tex

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia shakes his head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Right now, I should be making a joke. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Trying to get under your skin. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Make fun of you. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But for some reason I just don't feel like it today. * ODST_Leader notes an incoming blip on the sensors. <ODST_Leader> What the hell? * Four-Seven-Niner flies upward and towards the Staff of Charon. <ODST_Leader> Oh, son of a... <ODST_Leader> Batteries Alpha through Charlie, zero in on the incoming dropship. * Four-Seven-Niner fires fifty missiles at the hangar bay door, blowing it straight open. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances away from Texas, distracted by the distant shaking. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Well, look at that. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia opens a channel. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob, get down here. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> We're holing up with the prisoner. <ODST_Leader> Oh, no you're not, Georgia. <ODST_Leader> Get out there and do the fighting. <ODST_Leader> That's what I'm paying you for. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Boss, don't you think it's smarter to— <ODST_Leader> You get out there and do your damn job! <ODST_Leader> The engineer will shut her down! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia glances regretfully back at Texas, torn between his gut feelings and his employer. * Engineer_Bob slides into the holding area, chirping nervously. <ODST_Leader> (COM) All hands, fall back to defensive positions! <ODST_Leader> (COM) Stop them from getting deeper in here! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia pauses to brush Bob's head. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You shut her down quick, then get somewhere safe, okay? * Engineer_Bob chirps and moves towards the control panels. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia slides his helmet back on and looks back at Bob and Texas one more time before departing. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> So, Project Freelancer's back to the old mindless killing routine, huh? <ODST_Leader> Son a bitch, push them back! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia turns, catching an emergency signal from Bob. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Shit. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sprints back towards the interrogation room.

* Jonathan_Ulan knocks York off the roof <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York is thrown off, landing on his back. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Argh! Son of a... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York watches the knife fall right beside his head. <Jonathan_Ulan> Just you and me again <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looms behind Ulan, having climbed up behind him. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana punches Ulan's throat and twists his arm, quickly looking over the edge for York. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina detaches her katana. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> They're here earlier than expected. * Jonathan_Ulan kicks Indy in the stomach, knocking him down <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Indiana! Catch! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina hurls her katana at Indiana. <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana grabs the katana and slices Ulan's gut. <Jonathan_Ulan> Shit! * Jonathan_Ulan attacks Indy, attacking and parrying his strikes <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana sees the sword fight and hurries towards them <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana makes a cut on Ulan's face and forces him back <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana kicks Ulan's knee and holds him in a headlock. * Jonathan_Ulan elbows Indy in the stomach, and rolls away * Jonathan_Ulan rips Indy's helmet off with one flick of his sword, and follows up with a horizontal swing, decapitating him <font color=#CCA01E> * Agent_Indiana has quit (Quit: Page closed) <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> No! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana runs up and tackles Ulan, knocking him away from Indy's headless form. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana draws her combat knife. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You motherfucker— * Jonathan_Ulan kicks Montana away, and begins retreating <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Agh. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York helps himself up, looking towards the rooftop and taking the knife out of the ground. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina blindsides Ulan, decking him. <Jonathan_Ulan> Oof! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana gets up, fumbling to get her combat knife. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then kicks him in the gut, following up with a harsh chop to the back of the neck. <Jonathan_Ulan> Ouch <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina picks up her katana, a few feet from Indiana's body. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York quickly catches up, the knife in hand. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> Kill him. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You're. Gonna pay. For that. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana is suddenly shot in the back by four grenades. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Argh! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana collapses, the knife falling out of her hands. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Montana's been hit! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina raises the katana, watching as the shadow of the blade lingers over Ulan's neck, then hears Montana's cry. * Jonathan_Ulan kicks Carolina off him again, and continues off at a full on mad dash <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota shoots at the grenadiers <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York grunts, turning his attention to the grenadiers who appeared out of nowhere. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York starts dealing with them with a flurry of kicks, punches and shotgun blasts. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina glances at Montana, Ulan's retreating form, then races toward Montana. * Jonathan_Ulan continues off at a full madman run * Jonathan_Ulan hides in the forest <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota runs over to the last one and rips his throat out. * Jonathan_Ulan watches the slaughter with his binoculars <Jonathan_Ulan> What the hell? <Jonathan_Ulan> How could this have happened? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina picks off the grenadiers who were attacking Montana. * Jonathan_Ulan continues crawling into the forest <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina brutally stabs the last one through the face, then jerks out the blade and throws the body aside. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then turns to Agent_Montana and leans down. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Ugh... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> How bad? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana clumsily pulls off her helmet, and coughs blood. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I feel like my back got blown apart... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina notes the melted armor and shrapnel. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You're gonna need some help. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York pants after the Innies had been dealt with, approaching Montana with Colorado. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sheathes her katana and helps Montana sit up. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana grimaces. * Jonathan_Ulan spots Carlson <Jack_Carlson> Sir, Ulan! <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Can you get up? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana struggles to get to her feet. <Jonathan_Ulan> Come with me, we're getting out <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I don't think so... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Might I suggest the healing unit, Carolina? It'll help, if only a little bit. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Hand it over, York. * Jack_Carlson follows Ulan, retreating from the slaughter <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming checks the corridor back outside. <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> This area's clear. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York activates the unit, applying it to Mont's wound. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina notes that her hands are shaking slightly, more contained rage over Indiana than actual fear. * Jonathan_Ulan continues going southbound, until he spots the Revolutionary Fervor in a dry lakebed * Jonathan_Ulan signals to them, and gets aboard <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... c'mon, Mont, we have to get off this battlefield. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah...okay... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina helps support Montana as they move off the field. <Jonathan_Ulan> Carlson: Get some rest, talk to the medics <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York helps up Montana, carrying her. * Jonathan_Ulan checks his Polish Army sword, cleaning the little blood on it off, before sheathing it <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> You got hit pretty bad...that unit should help. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> T...thanks...York... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan builds barricades out of his dead enemies, and a Stonehenge replica out of what's left <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina directs the group toward a quieter area outside the hot zone, where air pickup is feasible. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina eases Montana down onto the grass before sitting as well to wipe the blood from her blade. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado stands guard, all eyes peeled for any enemies left. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stands after wiping the blade down and walks over to York. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York stands attentively, looking towards Carolina. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Indiana. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks away. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Huh. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> He was a good kid... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York sighs. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...sorry I wasn't fast enough to save him... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Poor son of a bitch... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina gives Montana a look that's part annoyance, part sadness. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> Didn't deserve his fate. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It was my fault for leaving him to handle Ulan. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I thought... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina kicks at the grass. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I should have been faster... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> We all make mistakes. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> He'll be remembered. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana 's head slumps to the side and her eyes begin to close in resignation. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina frowns. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Montana? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina goes over to Montana and kneels beside her, checking her pulse. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado sits down, sure that there is no other stragglers left. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana begins to breathe raggedly. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Shame that fucker Ulan got away... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...wish I could have given that asshole what for... <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Just... try and forget about him right now. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You're gonna be okay. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina motions furiously for York to come over. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming jumps down from the walkway on top of the Pelican, then climbs down into the troop bay. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia watches the ODSTs run by, but does not join them. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob... <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> We can't lose two people today Indy was already enough. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> She'll make it, Hal. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> That healing unit. Got any more juice? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York pulls the unit out, examining it. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Only a little. It's worth a shot. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It's gonna be a while before we have access to any med packs. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York applies the healing unit to Mont, until it's out of charge. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Don't worry about me...I'll be...fine... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina notes how her free hand is trembling involuntarily. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> We're not losing you, Montana. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes off her helmet, forcing a smile. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You're gonna be okay. That's an order. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana smiles feebly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks at York with narrowed eyes, silently demanding his honest opinion. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hell of a way to go out, huh? <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri (4b04c534@gateway/web/freenode/ip.75.4.197.52) has joined #halo-fanon <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I always thought it'd be quiet for me...what with my...talents... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York nods, slipping his own helmet off. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Still...can't complain... <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Carolina, you copy? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina taps her earpiece. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) I copy. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) We're on our way down. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) I'm sending you our coordinates. We have one casualty. WIA to be precise. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Roger. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Confirm Texas was on board the Staff of Charon. We couldn't get her out though. She's MIA. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Sorry, Carolina. Tex slipped away. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina sighs heavily. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) ... copy that, 479. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana 's pained smile fades, having heard the conversation. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'll admit..it's been some pretty damn dark times. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Was it all for nothing, Carolina? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina shakes her head. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> It wasn't for nothing. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We have more information than we did when we started. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We know what the others are up to. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> We know who we need to kill. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner, can you hear me? <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Roger. That you, Missouri? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) It is indeed, with a rather large UNSC force breathing down my neck for an update <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) What is your status? <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Long story. Lock onto my location. We're picking up the Freelancers. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) They have wounded and my bird alone isn't going to be enough to carry them all. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Locked on, and inbound * Four-Seven-Niner flies down towards the surface. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Carolina, we have Missouri inbound with a second bird. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Copy. Waiting on that second bird, 479. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York puts his helmet back on, looking towards the sky.

<font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> She was captured, Wyoming. Let's help her out for now. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I'm with you there, at least. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia picks his way over the corpses and sees that the room is sealed. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Dammit. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) Boss, get this door open now! <ODST_Leader> (COM) We've got our own problems here. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan spots more guards, who he either shoots in the chest or stabs in the brain <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Okay, restraints are off. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps forward. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) They have her! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Mich, Maine, keep the hangar clear, we've found Tex. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Clear outside for the moment. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> (COM) They have her and Bob! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine bottlenecks the hallway leading to the hangar. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Wyoming, get back to the hangar. And see if you can't screw with the ship a little. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> You two. If you see Georgia or that ODST leader. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Kill them both. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> What are you going to do? <font color=#FFFFFFF>< <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota <font color=#FFFFFFF>> (COM) Let's book it before we get swarmed, guys. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I have some unfinished business to attend to. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia grabs his SMG and takes up a position at the far end of the hall. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I need some support down here! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You'll need help, Tex. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> No. I'll be fine. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Go! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sighs <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas grabs the engineer, opens the doors, and runs out of the room. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Let's get moving. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sights down on Texas, but hesitates to fire. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Shit. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South steps out and sees Georgia. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South raises her assault rifle. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia whips back around the corner. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming backtracks to the hangar, clearing the corridor back. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North, come on! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South runs after Georgia. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, keep on him! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, get moving. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia whips back around and fires at North. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North ducks <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) North, the way back to the Pelican is clear. Where have you all gone? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia hurls a grenade down the passageway. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Shit! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North activates his shield <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South ducks back as the grenade blows up. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas spots the ODST leader and runs at him, still holding the engineer. <ODST_Leader> Shit! <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas slams into the ODST, and grabs at his throat. * ODST_Leader struggles to grab his gun but can't move. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas punches the ODST in the face, snatches C.T.'s dog tag from around his neck, and runs off with the engineer. <ODST_Leader> Son a bitch. * ODST_Leader considers going after her, but instead heads from the bridge. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Keep up the pressure! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South keeps suppressing fire on Georgia. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sprints forward <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas heads into the lab with the engineer, locking the doors behind them. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Right. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Like it or not, you're gonna help me. Right now. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is returning to where the others were, hearing gunfire and explosions. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires his SMGs at Georgia while advancing <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia sticks to cover, reloading his SMG. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South reloads her assault rifle while North keeps her covered. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Wyoming, help Maine and Michigan clear the hangar, they've got reinforcements coming. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Dammit. . (COM) Alright, but you owe me an explanation after this. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Yeah, later. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tosses a grenade towards Georgia * ODST_Leader appears from the other end of the hall, spraying South's position with assault rifle fire. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Fuck! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South turns around and returns fire at the ODST. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia dives clear. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North, stay close! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Crap, where did he come from?! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South deploys her domed energy shield. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Reloading. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming heads back towards the hangar, taking an alternate route to reach a walkway overhead where he's got the advantage. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North draws his sniper and takes aim at the ODST * ODST_Leader pulls back to cover as a reinforcing squad takes up positions around him. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South takes aim at Georgia. <ODST_Leader> Pin 'em down! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia rolls to the side and fires at South. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires at the ODST's and Georgia with his SMGs, one in each direction <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan forms the dead-body barricades, held together with dried blood <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming notes Michigan and Maine below. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> You like? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Well, good day you there. Rather interesting taste in art, isn't it? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South 's assault rifle clicks empty, and she pulls her pistol. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, don't get pinned down! <ODST_Leader> Fuck! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South fires at Georgia, while advancing on him. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South ducks back into the shield to reload. <ODST_Leader> That damned shield! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We're gonna get cornered soon, North! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North uses the shield as cover to advance on Georgia <ODST_Leader> They'll run out of ammo soon! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Go for Georgia, we can overwhelm him! <ODST_Leader> Keep them pinned down! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North glances back at his still-holding shield <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia readies his SMG. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North reloads as he ducks into cover <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia retreats further down the hall. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) North, you've got more company coming than even we can handle. Fall back to us. <Gamma_AI> Warning. <Gamma_AI> Detecting approximately six hundred shock troopers heading this way. <Gamma_AI> We will be killed, Wyoming. <Gamma_AI> I do not like to run, but we should not stay. * ODST_Leader and his troops continue to pour fire down the hall at the twins. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Crap, we're gonna get cut off. Maine and Mich, clear the halls. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) North, you've got to get yourself and your team out, now! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> South, we've got to move! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Keep the corridors by the hangar clear <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan clears a hall <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner, prep the engines. It looks to be as hot a pick-up as it was a drop-off. <Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Affirmative. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Okay North, let's cut our way through Georgia. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> On my mark, sync? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> sync. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Anyone who's not engaged, converge on the hangar! <ODST_Leader> Do not let them leave! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Mark! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North moves forward <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South dashes out of the shield with North, spraying Georgia with fire. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine follows Michigan reloading his weapon. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming cuts down the first ODST who comes through a door to the hangar, shattering his visor with a sniper round. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North fires several sniper rounds at Georgia <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia jerks as several shots hit his armor, then detonates the charges he planted at his old position as the twins pass by. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> ah! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South pulls North through as well. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South dives through the explosions, covering her face even though she's wearing a helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Gamma, lock down every way to the hangar but the one North needs. <Gamma_AI> Done. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I'm a little singed, but okay. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> How about you? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, I should be fine. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Nothing badly damaged. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia throws himself down, firing at the retreating twins. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) When do we fall back? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Come on, come on. . . <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) We're on our way! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Come on, the ODSTs are right on us! Keep going! * ODST_Leader dashes forward along with his soldiers. <ODST_Leader> After them! <ODST_Leader> Keep up the fire! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North tosses his remaining grenades back <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Wyoming, is everyone back at the hangar? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) I think so. Who all did you bring? <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South runs down the hall with North, firing over her shoulder. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Lots and lots of company. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) Mind keeping them off our back? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Then that's a check. Tex? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> (COM) She's disappeared. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Maine, Mitch, fall back! <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan boards Pelican <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia heads down in the direction Tex ran, one hand clutching his wounds. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Damn, we've got to go regardless. Four-Seven-Niner, let's go! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) I think we hit Georgia. Slippery bastard got away again. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Georgia's aboard? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> (COM) Now isn't the time, Wyoming. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Push them back! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sprints forward towards the hangar <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South turns the corner with North, running fast with a score of ODSTs right behind. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Almost there! <ODST_Leader> (COM) Get them off our ship! <ODST_Leader> This is the last fucking time they'll butcher my people. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Wyoming, a little help! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North runs towards Wyoming, ducking and diving <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South dives into the Pelican. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> North, come on! <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine strokes his visor from blood. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming fires a shot at the ODST_Leader, who's made the mistake of pointing to guide his troops. * ODST_Leader staggers back against the wall, a round going through his leg. <ODST_Leader> Shit! <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Pelican's there, let's move out! <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South reaches out a hand to North. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Maine, Mich, in! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North takes South's hand * ODST_Leader fires back at Wyoming. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming sidesteps, fires, and reloads. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South pulls North on board. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Wyoming, inside! <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming is inside. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'm in! <Four-Seven-Niner> Everyone on board? <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Yeah! Gun it! * Four-Seven-Niner seals the hatch and takes off. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Damn. * ODST_Leader limps towards the hangar, watching the Pelican leave as more soldiers converge on the hangar. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Alright. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What about Tex? <Gamma_AI> We had to leave her. <ODST_Leader> Shit. <ODST_Leader> Get accountability for the dead and wounded. <ODST_Leader> And get teams on these fucking repair jobs. <Four-Seven-Niner> Right. We're going to pick up the others. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, right. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Get us down there. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> God dammit. I swore I'd leave all this behind, but you get yourselves into trouble almost consta. . . <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming notices South. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Agent_North. You went through with it, then? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming nods. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North glances at South <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Not much else you could do, I suppose. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> It was the best of a bad bunch of options. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South breathes heavily, too exhausted to notice the quiet conversation North and Wyoming were having. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming turns away, walking towards the cockpit. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> That still doesn't make it right. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I know.

* Four-Seven-Niner lands the Pelican in the LZ. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South steps out and looks at all the bodies...and Mont lying on the ground. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well, this looks bad... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan greets everyone <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina absently brushes off some of the blood spatter on her armor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming steps out onto the ground and walks away a few paces, needing some space. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> What am I doing. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North approaches Montana <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana turns her head slowly. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stands and steps away from Montana. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Hey...North... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Hey... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Couldn't find her, huh...? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York turns to look at Montana. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> 'fraid not. Looks like you've taken a few. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Yeah... <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana coughs up blood. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...don't think I'll be getting up either... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Don't worry about it, you've had worse. We can heal you. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks at York <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You can heal her, right? <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana laughs softly. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You've got that unit. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I've already tried, North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina watches sullenly. <Delta_AI> Agent Montana's spine has been pulverized by the blast of the grenades. <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota is still silent. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh, no. <Delta_AI> Her lungs have been punctured, as have several other vital organs. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York winces. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Doesn't sound like the unit helped much... <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North closes his eyes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming slumps against a tree, watching on unreadable behind his visor. <Delta_AI> Her heart is bleeding slowly but erratically. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What can we do for her? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Will she make it, D? <Delta_AI> Negative. She has approximately three minutes before she bleeds out. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> You could only do so much, York... <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=AD0000>Agent_Michigan <font color=#FFFFFF>> Don't say that! <font color=#FFFFFFF> * <font color=#007F0E>Agent_Minnesota mutters something. <font color=#6088A2>< <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado <font color=#6088A2>> We cannot afford to lose her too damn it! <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> We'll never fly her back in time. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North removes his helmet <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> If only I had that time distortion unit. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana slowly reaches to the back of her head. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> North... <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana coughs. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina is clenching both fists. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> You'll make it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina slowly moves to stand beside York. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana raises one hand weakly to clasp North's. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks around at the other Freelancers standing nearby <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana presses Omicron's chip into North's hand. Her voice drops to a whisper as she doesn't have enough strength to speak louder. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Give him...to South...she'll take care...of him... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Mont? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...and...he'll take...care of her...when...you're not around...to do it... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York looks down to Montana, his expression fading to a more saddened one. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...I have a confession...North... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...I always...kinda liked you... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh... <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana coughs. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...fuck...what am I saying...I love you, North... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...you were always so kind...even to those who didn't...know you... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Oh...right... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> I was trained to be a killer...we all were... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...but there was something...different...about you... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York slips his hand over Carolina's, holding her hand tightly. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> C'mon, Mont... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Promise me one thing...North... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> What? <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> Don't...don't let this war...turn you bitter... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I...I won't. <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...I couldn't...stand it if...you changed... <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Always need to do the right thing... <font color=#4D5CAF>< <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana <font color=#4D5CAF>> ...if...you lose that part of yourself...I love so much... <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana closes her eyes slowly with a slight, content smile. <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has left #halo-fanon <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Mont? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Mont?! <font color=#4D5CAF> * <font color=#7C7C7C>Agent_Montana 's head slumps, and her hand falls from North's. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North closes his eyes, hanging his head. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming 's head bows, helmet tapping against his curled knees. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado looks down to Montana's cold, lifeless body, taking off his helmet. He looks quite grim. * Four-Seven-Niner is watching wordlessly from the cockpit. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North places his helmet on, and picks up Montana's body. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is watching Montana silently. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns away from York and the others. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Four-Seven-Niner mentioned wounded; what is the nature of your medical emergency? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Guys, we'd better leave. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York sighs, saddened. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming stands and slowly walks back to the dropship. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South slowly follows North onto the Pelican. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North looks around at the battle-scarred surroundings <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I'm sick of this planet already. Let's get back to the ship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina remains frozen as if rooted to the ground. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North climbs aboard, ignoring the other Freelancers. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York places a hand on Carolina's shoulder. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> I'm sorry, Carolina. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina hunches her shoulders slightly, then hesitantly puts her hand on top of York's, turning toward the ship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York takes his hand off her shoulder and boards Missouri's ship. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado follows York, putting his helmet back on. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine nods at Carolina before strapping himself in. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina follows after York silently. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North puts down Mont's body on the floor of the Pelican and sits beside it, not bothering to strap in. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Everyone aboard? <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming locks his rifle to its holder and steps into the cabin, about to take the copilot's seat. * Four-Seven-Niner waits for everyone to board the two dropships and takes off. * Four-Seven-Niner turns to Wyoming as they take off. <Four-Seven-Niner> So. Still want to run? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> I swore I was leaving this behind. And it seems I can't. <Four-Seven-Niner> We can never leave this behind, Reggie. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> The moment we spotted them in danger, we were right back into it. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri accelerates into flight <Four-Seven-Niner> There's always another battle to fight. <Four-Seven-Niner> Enemies to be found. <Four-Seven-Niner> Friends to be lost... <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> But not this one. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine rests his head on his shoulder, watching Montana's body. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> This. . . it's just another of Texas' vengeful quests. <Four-Seven-Niner> Let's go back to the Mother of Invention. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Aye. <Four-Seven-Niner> The Blacktip is always there if we need it. <Four-Seven-Niner> No one knows where it is. * Four-Seven-Niner follows Missouri's Pelican into space. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sits in silence <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is staring down at Mont. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South looks at North slowly. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> I still can't remember that much about her, but...sorry North. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York is sitting next to Carolina, putting his hand on her shoulder again. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado is, for once, not saying a single word. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North nods at South, and silently hands her Montana's AI <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South stares down at it, surprised. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Is...is this what I think it is? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North nods slowly. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Did she want me to have it? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North nods again. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South hesitantly takes Omicron's chip, and stares down at it. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina leans into York slightly, keeping her feelings bottled up. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine silently takes his helmet off and looks away from everybody, gritting his teeth tightly. * Four-Seven-Niner lands the Pelican in the hangar bay next to Missouri's. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) Recomend you all disarm yourselves on the way out <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Our minders are a bit jumpy after your...sudden departure. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming unstraps and stands. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina storms out of the Pelican, heading for the interior of the ship. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York follows after Carolina, who is in the process of running off. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North picks up the body and walks out <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South wordlessly steps off and heads to recovery. <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine gets up up and walks to recovery with his helmet to his side. <font color=#6088A2> * <font color=#E1E1E1>Agent_Colorado lifts himself off his seat, heading towards the locker room in silence. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming looks out the Pelican's front windows at the familiar hangar. * Four-Seven-Niner silently watches them go. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Agent_Wyoming — might I have a word with you? <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North goes to put Montana's body in cryo until it can be given a proper burial <font color=#BC4B00> * <font color=#FFFFFF>Agent_Maine goes to a restroom and shoves himself into a cold shower in his armor. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming picks up his favored rifle and exits the troop bay. As he sets foot on the hangar floor, he hurls Her Majesty to the deck, and stares at it angrily. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Agent_Wyoming. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> A word, please? <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> Yes. I imagine we'll have some talking to do. <font color=#FFFFFF> * Agent_Wyoming walks after Agent_Missouri. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Thank you, Wyoming. <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South is sitting silently in recovery when North comes in. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Guess things are falling apart, huh. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Didn't you say we went after the director to end all this, North? <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> Yeah, we did. <font color=#66AD7B>< <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South <font color=#66AD7B>> Well, we just lost two of our own down there. <font color=#207C3D>< <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North <font color=#207C3D>> I know. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sighs. and turns to leave <font color=#66AD7B> * <font color=#B892E8>Agent_South waits for the medics to finish treating her injuries and quietly leaves to return to her quarters. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> C...Carolina, I— <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stops short and turns to regard York. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Yes? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York stops, looking rather weary. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> If you need to...let out your feelings, you should do so now. I can tell that you're pissed...and so are all of us. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina removes her helmet, then hurls it at the wall. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina then brings up both hands to cover her face, but instead of sobbing she lets them trail down and fall to her sides again. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> "Let out my feelings," huh. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina turns on her heel and heads for the max-security detention wing. * Director_Church (459eae6b@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon * ChanServ gives voice to Director_Church <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York stands still, looking at Carolina's discarded helmet. <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> Oh, don't tell me she's going to... <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York shakes his head, walking away. He hads towards recovery, decided it be best for him to leave Carolina alone. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina pushes past ONI personnel and grabs the ID card of a technician, then shoves him into a broom closet when he protests. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina swipes the ID card so she is allowed access into the detention block. <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North heads into his quarters and lies down, an arm covering his face.

<font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stalks into the hallway, then stops short in front of a particular cell. * Director_Church looks up. <Director_Church> Well hello, Agent Carolina. I must say I didn't expect to see you so soon. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I don't want you saying any more than I need to hear. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Got it? * Director_Church waits silently for Carolina to go on. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina inhales to steady herself. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Jonathan Ulan. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Who is he. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What is he. * Director_Church thinks momentarily. <Director_Church> An insurrectionist leader. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And why the fuck is he killing my Freelancers. <Director_Church> Hm. <Director_Church> Perhaps it was because I sent them to deal with him when the project first started. <Director_Church> I wasn't expecting him to hold a grudge, I must say. <Director_Church> Why do you ask, Carolina? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina takes a step toward the cell, then forces herself to stay still. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I watched two Freelancers die today. <Director_Church> Ah. Let me guess. <Director_Church> Agents Wyoming and Montana. <Director_Church> The two I personally instructed to...cause Ulan some trouble a few years ago. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina makes a disgusted noise. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Agent Montana is KIA. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Agent Indiana is also KIA. <Director_Church> Agent Indiana... <Director_Church> I guess Wyoming is more adept than I give him credit for. <Director_Church> I suppose that's why he was ranked so high on the leaderboard. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Fuck the leaderboard. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> I need every scrap of information you have on this Ulan guy. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And you'd better deliver. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Or I'll find some way to make the manner of their deaths relevant to your life. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Just so you're clear where we stand. <Director_Church> Now, now, Carolina...the Office of Naval Intelligence wouldn't be too pleased about that. <Director_Church> After all, I have four-hundred seventy-three years of a prison sentence to live out. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina steps forward and slams a fist into the bulletproof glass. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> If you "now, now" me ever again. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> You will regret it. * Director_Church doesn't even flinch. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Now tell me. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> What the hell went down with you and Ulan. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> And how I'm going to make him pay. <Director_Church> I...interrupted one of Ulan's bombing's on one occasion, courtesy of Agent Wyoming. <Director_Church> As for Agent Montana, she managed to killed over 100 men of his squad, many of whom were his close friends. <Director_Church> The second matter was more personal, retaliation on my part. <Director_Church> A shame Agent Montana took the fall for it. I'd have thought her stealth abilities would have saved her. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> She died because you felt the need to bitch-slap Ulan? <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina stays still though her fists are clenched. <Director_Church> He thought it necessary to try and outdo me. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Outdo. <Director_Church> I can't have competition, Agent Carolina... <Director_Church> As much as you may hate me, you have seen nothing until you've learned what Jonathan Ulan has done. <Director_Church> But all the information you need is with the Office of Naval Intelligence. <Director_Church> I'm afraid they won't take kindly to me telling you such things. <Director_Church> If you want to figure it out, you may have to work with them for some time. <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri enters the detention block <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Agent_Carolina; I believe you have a new assignment <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina looks up, almost hostile. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> ... what. * Director_Church turns to see Missouri. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Our new hosts want you to find Agent_Texas. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Hello Former Director of Project Freelancer. <Director_Church> Agent Missouri. <Director_Church> Is the Office of Naval Intelligence assigning you to be their new messenger? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> It appears so. <Director_Church> Now what, may I ask, is Agent Texas up to now? <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> But I imagine that information would be classified. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> And you, former director, do not have clearance of any kind any longer. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> Find... Tex? * Director_Church smiles as he puts the pieces together. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Good day. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> Carolina? Shall we...? <font color=#4055CE> * <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri gestures towards the door <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> I believe there is a naval technician who was recently locked in a closet. I wonder how he ended up there <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas blows through the Mother of Invention's hangar bay with the Pelican's guns. * Director_Church is thrown to the floor as the ship shakes. <font color=#FFFFFF> * <font color=#58C6E1>Agent_Carolina braces herself against the sudden lurching. <FILSS> Alarm! Breach detected in hangar bay two. <FILSS> Sealing backup doors now. <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> What? <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas puts the Pelican down in the hangar bay. <font color=#58C6E1><Agent_Carolina> (COM) Freelancers! Report! <font color=#207C3D> * <font color=#731FD3>Agent_North sits up, startled <font color=#4055CE>< <font color=#FFD800>Agent_Missouri <font color=#4055CE>> (COM) All personnel, arm up and report to Security Two, outside Bay Two. <font color=#FFFFFF><Agent_Wyoming> (COM) Carolina? Missouri? What the hell was that? <font color=#FFFFFF>< <font color=#D6B883>Agent_York <font color=#FFFFFF>> (COM) Whatever it is, it damn well doesn't sound good! <Director_Church> It looks like Agent Texas has returned on her own. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps off the Pelican, weapons ready. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> I'm coming, Epsilon. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> And you'd better hope no one tries to stop me. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas stalks off into the ship, with a cold, calculating purpose.

<font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas steps out of the lab, shaking slightly but otherwise fully revitalized. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas flexes her reattached arm experimentally. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas quietly makes her way to the hangar, and takes one of the Pelicans. <font color=#7C7C7C><Agent_Texas> Right. Now that I don't need that floating air sac, it's time to get this over with. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas flies out of the hangar, which is still missing the door that Four-Seven-Niner blew apart. <font color=#7C7C7C> * Agent_Texas heads off, bound for the Mother of Invention.

<font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia limps through the Charon's halls, checking room after room for any sign of Tex and Bob. * ODST_Leader staggers back onto the bridge. <ODST_Leader> Get us out of here. <ODST_Leader> Lock down the ship and get us out of the system. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia staggers down yet another hallway, then pauses as he hears a faint chirping from a side door. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia stumbles forward into the next room. * Engineer_Bob lies off to the side in a puddle of florescent goo. Several of his gas bags have been punctured and his tentacles flop limply beside him. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia drops his SMG and slowly approaches the battered engineer. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Hey. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Bob. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia kneels beside him. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> How you doing? * Engineer_Bob chirps faintly, trying to reach up to stroke Georgia's visor. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> No, don't worry. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll take care of you now. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Don't push yourself. * Engineer_Bob huffs weakly, still struggling to push himself upright. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia takes off his helmet and sets it aside. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm sorry, buddy. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I said I'd keep you safe. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But I couldn't keep that promise either. * Engineer_Bob falls back to the floor, his remaining gas sacs heaving. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia remains beside Bob for several moments, gingerly running his hand down the engineer's trembling neck. <ODST_Leader> (COM) Georgia? <ODST_Leader> (COM) Where the hell are you? <ODST_Leader> (COM) Respond, damn it! <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> It's okay. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Don't worry, pal. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This is all my fault. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> But I'll... <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'll make it right. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia looks away from Bob and up at the ceiling. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm sorry. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You didn't deserve any of this. * Engineer_Bob gasps in pain, fighting to keep his head up to look at Georgia. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia draws his pistol, looks back down at Bob, and shoots him in the head. * Engineer_Bob has quit (Quit: Page closed) * ODST_Leader stumbles into the room, still injured from Wyoming's gunshot. <ODST_Leader> Fuck, that shot... * ODST_Leader sees the engineer. <ODST_Leader> You fucking shot him? <ODST_Leader> Are you out of your mind? <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia remains beside Bob, lifting a small chip from within the engineer's remains. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Connie's tags. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I thought you had them. <ODST_Leader> That crazy bitch barreled into me before I came to support you. <ODST_Leader> She must have taken them from me then. * ODST_Leader holds out his hand. <ODST_Leader> Give it here. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia closes his hand over it. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> No. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> This stays with me. <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia rises and turns to go. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You can go to hell. * ODST_Leader raises a hand, but Georgia pushes past him into the hall. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> You, the Freelancers, the UNSC. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> Fuck you all. <font color=#727272>< <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia <font color=#727272>> I'm done. * ODST_Leader watches helplessly as Georgia walks away. <ODST_Leader> That fucking machine's gone rampant! <ODST_Leader> We need to stop her! <font color=#727272> * <font color=#A56542>Agent_Georgia ignores him and continues to walk away, helmet hanging limply by his side.