| 1813 Hours, June 28, 2552 (UNSC Military Calendar), on board the UNSC Mother of Invention, 61 million km from planet Reach, Epsilon Eridani system
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<Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) Carolina, I'm on approach to the Mother of Invention, with someone who says she wants to see you.
<Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) I'll be landing in hangar bay four, meet me there, copy?
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) And who might 'someone' be? I'm a little busy at the moment.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) Agent Carolina. I didn't expect you'd be fond of the spontaneity of my arrival, but I think you'll find my cargo to be worth your while.
* Agent_Carolina pauses for a full five seconds before replying, as if truly surprised.
<Four-Seven-Niner> (COM) She insists that you come alone.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) ... Then I will. This had better be good, Doctor.
* Four-Seven-Niner settles the Pelican into a landing inside hangar bay four.
* Agent_Florida steps off the dropship with Dr_Halsey.
* Agent_Carolina approaches the dropship warily, alone and fully armored, no weapons visible.
* Agent_Florida snaps to attention when Carolina approaches.
<Agent_Florida> Major.
* Doctor_Halsey waves dismissively at Agent Florida.
<Doctor_Halsey> Feel free to go somewhere less classified at the moment, Captain Flowers.
<Agent_Florida> Yes, ma'am.
* Agent_Florida nods to Carolina before walking off.
* Agent_Carolina turns her helmet slightly at Halsey, still uncomfortable with the woman's attitude toward Freelancers.
<Doctor_Halsey> Before you start firing off unnecessary questions, I need you to follow me.
* Doctor_Halsey turns and starts walking as if she knows exactly where she's going.
<Agent_Carolina> ... ma'am, where are you going? You don't know this ship.
* Doctor_Halsey looks back at Carolina and raises and eyebrow.
<Doctor_Halsey> What don't I know?
* Doctor_Halsey continues to walk calmly, with Carolina following her down a corridor that leads to one of the Director's old testing chambers.
<Agent_Carolina> Doctor Halsey, what is this about?
<Doctor_Halsey> You, mostly. I find it intriguing how most of the Director's loose ends lead back to you. But this isn't another loose end.
* Doctor_Halsey seals the door behind them and enters a personal code, locking down the internal surveillance and reinforcing the locking mechanisms of the door.
<Doctor_Halsey> Now that we have some privacy, I can get to business.
<Agent_Carolina> And what exactly do you mean by "business"?
* Doctor_Halsey carefully removes something from the satchel over her shoulder.
* Agent_Carolina removes her helmet, eyes narrowing.
<Agent_Carolina> What is that?
<Doctor_Halsey> Something that may well prove to be more important than anything else this project ever produced.
<Doctor_Halsey> Or rather I should say, someone.
* Doctor_Halsey holds a cylindrical piece of equipment with both hands, then sets it down on an adjacent table. She removes a chip and inserts it into a data crystal slot.
<Doctor_Halsey> Now come on. Don't tell me you're shy now.
* Agent_Carolina appears utterly baffled, then appears to realize something.
<Agent_Carolina> Doctor, is that an AI containment unit?
<Doctor_Halsey> Hardly. Much more refined than Leonard's toys.
<Agent_Carolina> ... Tex.
* Agent_Carolina takes a step toward Halsey, then seems to balk.
<Agent_Carolina> Is she... okay?
<Agent_Carolina> Did you fix her?
<Doctor_Halsey> "Fix" is a disappointingly simple term for it, but yes.
* Agent_Texas|AI (d1c37aba@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon
* ChanServ gives voice to Agent_Texas|AI
* Agent_Texas|AI 's avatar flickers into view, displaying a young blonde-haired woman in an armoured Marine uniform.
* Agent_Texas|AI 's hologram is facing away from Dr. Halsey and Carolina, and she is looking down.
* Agent_Carolina stares at the hologram, a bit put off.
<Agent_Carolina> Didn't know fixing her meant getting rid of the armor.
<Doctor_Halsey> The way an AI presents itself reflects its "mental state," Victoria.
<Doctor_Halsey> I simply enabled the Beta AI to return to its most stable form, thus altering its perceptions of its own existence.
* Agent_Carolina appears to be studying Tex, brow furrowed.
* Agent_Texas|AI clasps her hands and fidgets nervously, still looking at her feet.
<Doctor_Halsey> In addition to several other perks, I'm fairly certain the Beta AI has the potential to live far beyond the normative seven years of optimal functionality usually predicted for smart AIs.
<Doctor_Halsey> Further study is needed, but the mere fact that Leonard was able to create an AI from the sheer force of his emotions has staggering implications regarding AI creation.
* Agent_Carolina doesn't seem to hear Halsey, staring almost suspiciously at Tex.
<Agent_Carolina> Turn around.
* Doctor_Halsey watches calmly, almost eagerly.
* Agent_Texas|AI slowly turns, and stares at Carolina with surprisingly gentle blue eyes.
<Agent_Carolina> ... what the FUCK?
* Agent_Texas|AI flinches.
* Agent_Carolina turns and stares angrily at Halsey.
<Agent_Carolina> Are you trying to... to... how did you do this? WHY did you?
<Doctor_Halsey> I did nothing, Victoria.
<Doctor_Halsey> I only uncovered what was already there.
* Agent_Carolina curls a fist angrily, then seems to wilt slightly, more upset than anything.
<Agent_Carolina> Is this one of the Director's schemes? Something to crack me?
* Doctor_Halsey tilts her head slightly, nearly amused.
<Doctor_Halsey> And why would the Beta AI's appearance "crack" you, Agent Carolina?
* Agent_Carolina mumbles something under her breath.
<Doctor_Halsey> I didn't catch that.
<Agent_Carolina> ... because last I checked, Tex sure as hell didn't look exactly like my MOM.
* Agent_Texas|AI speaks for the first time, in the voice that unmistakably belongs to Tex.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Victoria...you don't...remember?
* Agent_Carolina recoils as if stung.
<Agent_Carolina> Remember what.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Why the Director built me...
<Agent_Carolina> He was trying to resurrect his girlfriend, right?
* Agent_Texas|AI looks at Halsey slowly.
<Agent_Texas|AI> She doesn't know? How...
<Agent_Texas|AI> ...unless...
* Doctor_Halsey shrugs ever so slightly, then sighs.
* Agent_Texas|AI 's expression becomes one of disbelief.
<Agent_Texas|AI> He couldn't have...not to her...
* Agent_Texas|AI groans softly.
<Doctor_Halsey> Don't tell me you refuse to believe his atrocious nature now, after all you've been through.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Leonard, how could you...
<Agent_Carolina> Excuse me, what the hell are you talking about?
<Agent_Texas|AI> His own daughter...dammit...
* Agent_Carolina freezes.
<Agent_Carolina> ... say that again.
<Doctor_Halsey> You heard it right the first time.
* Agent_Texas|AI 's expression hardens.
<Agent_Texas|AI> And for what? For me?
<Agent_Texas|AI> He did all this for me?
<Agent_Carolina> For once, Doctor Halsey, can I ask you to shut up?
* Agent_Carolina focuses on Tex.
<Agent_Texas|AI> He couldn't let me go, and...and...he wiped his own daughter's memory?
<Agent_Texas|AI> He let her go, just like that?
<Agent_Carolina> How the hell am I his... wait.
* Agent_Carolina lets both hands drop to her sides.
<Agent_Carolina> ... son of a bitch.
<Agent_Carolina> Son. Of. A....
<Agent_Carolina> ... ah, damn.
* Agent_Carolina turns around, takes a few steps, then turns around and looks stunned.
<Agent_Carolina> Are you saying that you look exactly like my mother because Leonard Church is my FATHER?
* Agent_Texas|AI nods slowly.
* Doctor_Halsey appears bored.
* Agent_Texas|AI closes her eyes, brow furrowed.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I'm going to kill him.
<Agent_Texas|AI> He kept it a secret from her...from me...
* Agent_Texas|AI 's avatar flashes unexpectedly.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I nearly killed her, dammit!
<Agent_Texas|AI> And what would he have done?
<Agent_Texas|AI> He wouldn't have cared at all, would he?
<Agent_Carolina> You nearly killed ME? I nearly killed YOU!
<Agent_Carolina> On multiple occasions!
* Agent_Texas|AI slackens.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Maybe that would have been for the best.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Sometimes I wish he never made me, but...after everything I've done...I've only got myself to blame.
* Doctor_Halsey tsks softly.
<Doctor_Halsey> Remember what I said about wallowing.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Right. I'm...still getting used to this whole "human" thing.
* Agent_Carolina still appears as if she got blindsided.
* Agent_Texas|AI glances at Carolina.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I'm sorry about what happened.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I should've trusted you.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I should've trusted all of you.
<Agent_Carolina> ... just don't.
<Agent_Carolina> Please don't, okay? Just... just move on.
* Agent_Texas|AI closes her eyes.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Okay.
* Agent_Carolina exhales slowly, eyes glassy.
<Doctor_Halsey> Well, now that we've gotten that out of the way.
<Doctor_Halsey> I believe it's time to take the next step with your armor and implants, Victoria.
* Agent_Carolina looks at Halsey as if coming out of a daze.
<Agent_Carolina> Next step?
* Doctor_Halsey walks up to Carolina and taps her armor plating in a scolding motion.
<Doctor_Halsey> I'm thankful all you managed to scrounge for Leonard were the Mark Four designs. He's an innovator, but his methods are sloppy.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Doctor, that wasn't her fault. Leonard confessed last week that he was using hormonal chemicals to control her. ONI's getting the formula from him as we speak.
<Doctor_Halsey> Whatever the case, I'm very pleased that you were able to deliver his "improvements" to me so I could rectify all the little kinks.
<Doctor_Halsey> Now it's time to see if I'm as good as I say I am.
* Agent_Texas|AI takes a deep breath.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I'm ready.
* Agent_Carolina frowns.
<Agent_Carolina> For what?
* Doctor_Halsey smirks.
<Doctor_Halsey> A family reunion, of sorts.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I'll never be a replacement for Allison.
<Agent_Texas|AI> But I do have lost time to make up for.
* Agent_Carolina shrugs halfheartedly.
<Agent_Carolina> Like anything's been normal lately. Why not.
<Doctor_Halsey> Your implants and armor are up to speed, but I must warn you, Victoria.
<Doctor_Halsey> Having a full-fledged smart AI in your head isn't like having a fragment.
<Agent_Texas|AI> I'll be gentle.
<Doctor_Halsey> You need to be as willing to cooperate as Texas, or the bond will fail.
<Doctor_Halsey> ... if you must know, I've been dreaming of this moment for years now.
<Doctor_Halsey> You may be providing me with data that will save humanity just by accepting this.
<Agent_Carolina> ... if you say so, Doc.
* Agent_Texas|AI glances at Dr_Halsey.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Send Linda my regards.
* Doctor_Halsey gives Tex a long look.
<Doctor_Halsey> ... of course.
* Agent_Carolina dons her helmet, then walks over to the table and and gently pulls the chip from its slot.
* Agent_Texas|AI disappears as her chip is removed.
<Agent_Carolina> Here goes.
* Agent_Carolina inserts the chip into the back of her helmet.
* Doctor_Halsey watches impassively.
* Agent_Carolina gasps slightly as an icy sensation floods from the base of her skull into her brain.
* Agent_Texas|AI 's avatar flickers into view, hovering over Carolina's shoulder.
<Agent_Texas|AI> You...have a lot on your mind.
* Agent_Carolina recovers from the rush and turns her head to regard the hologram.
<Agent_Carolina> ... y-yeah, welcome to Fucked-Up Central, enjoy your stay.
* Agent_Texas|AI peers into the "scars" Eta and Iota had left on Carolina's mind and winces.
* Agent_Texas|AI mutters, "I'm gonna kill him..."
<Agent_Carolina> If by "him" you mean our mutual enemy, I'm with you all the way.
<Doctor_Halsey> Well, it's good to see you bonding so positively.
<ODST_Leader> (COM) All batteries, fire!
* Agent_Texas|AI looks around as the ship shakes.
<Agent_South> (COM) What the hell was that?
<Agent_Texas|AI> I think we have more pressing issues at the moment.
* Doctor_Halsey consults her wristpad.
<Doctor_Halsey> It appears we're under attack.
* Doctor_Halsey makes a shooing motion toward Carolina.
<Doctor_Halsey> You'd better go.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Carolina, do you copy?
<Agent_North> (COM) Yeah, I felt that too. We've got company, people.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) I copy!
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Wherever you are, we need you now!
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) I'm on my way.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) I'm getting reports of boarding parties...it's the Insurrection.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM).... dammit. Arm up and engage. No quarter; they're after something if they're this desperate.
* Agent_Carolina turns to Halsey.
<Agent_Carolina> Looks like you're stuck here until things clear up.
* Doctor_Halsey gives an icy smile.
<Doctor_Halsey> I'll help in my own little way.
<Doctor_Halsey> This room is heavily shielded. I'll be fine.
* Agent_Carolina nods, then leaves Halsey in the chamber, and the door cycles shut after her and seals.
* Agent_Carolina breaks into a jog, then a sprint, heading for the armory.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Anything interesting happen on your end, Major?
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) I don't have a good grasp of the tactical situation yet. Working on it.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) Halsey and I were... busy.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) I'll ask questions later, I guess.
* Agent_Washington evades one of the Charon's missiles, which crashes into the bay and blows it open.
* Agent_Florida is thrown against the wall.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) When everything gets settled...ow.
<Agent_York> (COM) Same - OOPH!
* Agent_York is sent hurtling head-first into the nearest wall.
* Agent_Carolina is thrown to the floor.
* Agent_Texas|AI speeds up Carolina's reaction time and keeps her on her feet.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Come on, keep moving.
* Agent_Florida turns to the others.
* Agent_North staggers and hangs onto a nearby locker
<Agent_Florida> Right, let's spread out and lay defence over the ship, everyone.
<Agent_York> Ahahaow...
<Agent_North> Am I the only one not falling over?
* Agent_York shakes his head to wake himself up and gets to his feet, gripping the pump of his shotgun firmly and gritting his teeth.
<Agent_North> (COM) We're ready for action, Carolina. Waiting for you.
* Agent_Carolina grunts and keeps sprinting.
<Agent_Florida> North, South, go check out the hangar bays.
<Agent_Florida> Alaska, you're with me. We're heading to the brig.
<Agent_Alaska> Sure thing boss
<Agent_Florida> York...wait for Carolina.
<Agent_York> Copy that, Flowers.
<Agent_Washington> Right.
<Agent_Florida> This way, Alaska.
* Agent_Alaska follows Florida
* Agent_Florida heads off down one of the hallways.
* Agent_South goes down another direction with North.
<Agent_North> Right, let's get going.
* Agent_York stands guard outside the armory with his shotgun raised, prepared for any Innies.
<Agent_South> You good, brother?
<Agent_North> Yep.
<Agent_South> Then let's do this.
* Agent_North keeps heading for the hangar bay
<Agent_North> Not far to go now, we'll see what the damage is down there
* Agent_Carolina checks her corners and heads for a maintenance shaft, intending to short-cut to the armory.
* Agent_Texas|AI sees York waiting at the armoury.
* Agent_Alaska hums a mild tune within his head.
* Agent_Florida spots Innies around the corner of the hallway and opens fire.
<Agent_Florida> Let's lay it down on them!
<Agent_Alaska> You got it!
* Agent_York cautiously prowls the halls of the ship and glances around.
<Agent_Carolina> Uh... Allison, Tex, whatever you want me to call you, I need schematics of the... oh.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Done.
* Agent_Carolina yanks an Insurrectionist out of the shaft and kills him by throwing him against the wall so hard his neck snaps.
* Agent_Florida reloads.
* Agent_Alaska prepares himself, smiling as he takes aim at the Innies.
<Agent_Florida> Cover me!
* Agent_Alaska covers Florida
* Agent_North approaches the hangar bay doors, SMG's raised.
<Agent_North> Ready, South?
<Agent_South> Whenever you are.
* Agent_North kicks the door open, raising his weapons
* Agent_South spots hostiles and opens fire.
<Agent_York> Can't wait on you forever Carol—uh oh!
* Agent_York gazes as not three, four or five, but six Insurrectionists meet face-to-face with York.
* Agent_Florida finishes reloading and resumes fire.
* Agent_North rolls behind cover
* Agent_South keeps the rebels suppressed while North takes cover.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) Be advised, they're in our maintenance network.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Copy that, Major.
<Agent_North> (COM) When isn't this damn place under attack?!
* Agent_Florida clears the hallway and nods at Alaska.
<Agent_Florida> Good work.
<Agent_Alaska> Thanks.
<Agent_York> Always the lone wolf, aren't I?
* Agent_Carolina hurries through the shaft, moving faster than before, dispatching rebels with quick precise strikes.
<Agent_Florida> Come on, the brig is only two levels down.
<Agent_Alaska> Lead the way
<ODST_Leader> (COM) We'll do what we can from out here.
* Agent_North guns down a few enemies and allows South to move up
* Agent_South makes it to the rebels' position and guns them down at point-blank range.
<Agent_South> This hangar's clear.
<Agent_North> Right, let's keep moving.
* Agent_Carolina kicks open the hatch nearest the armory.
* Agent_York is fired upon by the Innies and retaliates with a few powerful but precise shotgun blasts, while at the same time dispatching them in hand-to-hand combat.
<Agent_North> (COM) Bay one cleared of hostiles. Looks like the innies are attacking us for once.
* Agent_North jogs towards hangar two
* Agent_York notices Carolina who burst from the hatch literally a few seconds ago.
<Agent_York> Carolina! Got my hands full here!
* Agent_Texas|AI speeds up Carolina's reaction time.
* Agent_Carolina rushes toward York.
<Agent_Carolina> I thought you liked having your hands full.
* Doctor_Halsey brings up a holographic screen inside her secure room, hacking into the Mother of Invention's systems.
* Agent_South enters hangar bay two.
* Agent_North moves in behind her
<Agent_South> Huh, this one's empty—
* Agent_South suddenly lurches as the Staff of Charon's weapons shoot apart the hangar bay.
<Agent_South> Shit!
<Agent_North> Oh, son of a—
* Agent_South clings onto a pillar as gravity disappears from the room.
* Agent_South grabs onto North's hand before he falls into space.
<Agent_South> You don't want to end up like Georgia!
* Agent_North activates his grav-boots and attempts to hold on
<Agent_North> Nobody does!
* Agent_North struggles to move forward
* Agent_North grabs a pillar next to South, and holds on tight.
<Agent_North> Y'know what would've been nice right about now? Jet packs.
* Agent_South waits until the vacuum completely depressurizes the hangar, and stands onto the hangar floor.
<Agent_South> Whew.
* Agent_North attempts to slowly crawl to the exit, relying on his armour's grav-boots to stop himself falling into space
<Agent_South> Well, that wasn't so fun
* Agent_York elbows one of the Insurrectionists in the face and vaults over the dazed rebel, delivering a powerful jab to the chin of yet another Innie.
* Agent_Carolina kicks one of them so hard his head snaps around with a sickening crack.
* Agent_Carolina then vaults toward the ceiling.
* Agent_York hits the final Insurrectionist with a blast directly in point-blank, sending him flying into the nearest wall, along with what's left of his face.
* Agent_Carolina pushes off from the ceiling and grabs onto York's available arm, using him as leverage to spin around and kick an Innie.
* Agent_Texas|AI improves Carolina's motor functions, allowing her to reload her guns at a blinding speed.
* Agent_Carolina reloads the SMG she grabbed from an Innie she killed.
* Agent_York is spun around to find a rather not-so-sneaky Insurrectionist, kicking him directly in the face so hard that the rebel's neck snaps in half like a dry twig.
<Agent_York> Come on, Carolina! Better get anything you can from the armory, then we'll need to regroup with the others!
* Agent_Carolina clamps one Magnum to each thigh, a BR across her back, and hefts a grenade launcher in both hands.
<Agent_York> Greased lightning, Carolina. How are you moving so fast?
* Agent_Carolina peers around the corner and sees some troopers cautiously advancing.
<Agent_Carolina> Doctor Halsey brought me a present.
* Agent_Texas|AI creates a mental trajectory in Carolina's mind, allowing her to see the most efficient way to dispatch them within a second.
* Agent_Carolina fires a grenade at the group, blowing them apart.
<Agent_York> One hell of a present. Christmas has come early!
* Agent_Texas|AI 's avatar flickers into view beside Carolina.
<Agent_Texas|AI> Nice to see you too, York.
<Agent_York> Hey T-...Tex?!
<Agent_Texas|AI> The one and only.
<Agent_York> Damn good to see you again. I was almost beginning to miss you!
* Doctor_Halsey pulls up a list of encrypted information and scrolls through it eagerly.
* Agent_Carolina glances from York to the hallway ahead.
<Agent_Carolina> It's a long story.
<Agent_Carolina> And I don't know about you, but I'd rather kill these bastards than tell a story.
<Agent_York> I hear you!
* Agent_York hefts his shotgun and pelts two of the Insurrectionists in the head, using the spread to his advantage.
* Agent_South leaves the blown-open hangar bay 2 and heads for the third one.
<Agent_North> Great, what will we find in bay number three...
<Agent_North> Robots, aliens, alien robots?
<Agent_South> Hangar bay three is clear.
<Agent_North> No?
* Agent_North sighs
<Agent_South> Hey North, I think everyone's left the hangars.
* Doctor_Halsey brings up a series of alien symbols and types furiously, bringing up files from the Director's most precious reserves.
<Agent_South> (COM) Carolina, hangar bays are clear. Where to now?
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) North, South, check the bridge.
<Agent_South> (COM) Copy that.
<Agent_North> (COM) Got it.
* Agent_North sprints into the corridor
* Agent_South heads towards the bridge with North.
* Agent_Georgia pauses beside a small computer console, slipping a chip into it and granting mainframe access to his wrist datapad.
* Doctor_Halsey detects Georgia's breach and smirks.
<Doctor_Halsey> Amateurs.
* Agent_North turns a corner, and sees a few innies guarding a corridor
<Agent_North> South, got a few over here!
<Agent_South> I see them!
<Agent_South> These guys just never get tired of getting shot...
* Agent_North opens fire as he runs
* Agent_South sprays the enemies with gunfire.
* Agent_North guns down more enemies
* Agent_North reloads, and proceeds to kick the crap out of several more hopeless innies
* Agent_South is gunning her way through every Innie she can see.
<Agent_South> These guys don't really have much training before they're thrown into the mess, huh?
<Agent_North> Seriously, I've said it before and I'll say it again, they must have a machine for making these guys.
* Agent_York is still plowing through Innies with Carolina in the hallways, as tedious as it has gotten considering their enemies' lack of training.
* Agent_North keeps running with South alongside
* Agent_Carolina heads for the bridge, motioning for others to follow.
* Agent_South enters another hallway with North and sees Carolina and York.
<Agent_South> We're almost at the bridge.
<Agent_North> Good, I'm getting sick of running.
<Agent_South> Yeah, we nearly ended up like Georgia.
<Agent_York> I know right, North? Cannon fodder.
* Agent_North stows his SMG's away.
<Agent_North> Where do they get these guys...
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) Doctor Halsey! What's happening?
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) Your mole is in trouble.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) Ulan is dead.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) You'd better hurry.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) What? Am I hearing this right?
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Uh, Carolina. Would this be a bad time to mention that Washington was working for us all along?
<Agent_South> (COM) What?
<Agent_York> (COM) A very bad time, Butch!
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) .... I'm not even going to respond to that, Flowers.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Okay okay, you guys can grill me for it later. Blame ONI.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) Everyone! Form up on the bridge! Focus on hunting down Georgia!
<Agent_North> Shouldn't be much farther now.
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| 1813 Hours, June 28, 2552, on board the Staff of Charon, exact location unknown
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* ODST_Leader approaches Agent_Washington in his quarters.
<ODST_Leader> Get your gear.
<Agent_Washington> Why?, what's going on?
<ODST_Leader> We're moving out, that's what.
<Agent_Washington> Where are we headed? What's the target?
<ODST_Leader> Give you one guess.
* Agent_Washington hesitates, then grabs his battle rifle.
<Agent_Washington> Right.
<Agent_Washington> And what about him?
<ODST_Leader> He's coming too.
<Agent_Washington> You trust him?
<ODST_Leader> It's not like he has a choice.
<ODST_Leader> He'll do as we say or we cut him loose.
<ODST_Leader> Without our medicine, he'll be dead in a month.
<Agent_Washington> I told you before, I'm not working with that monster.
<ODST_Leader> You'll just have to deal with it if you want to get Ulan back.
<ODST_Leader> He's going with you.
* Agent_Washington looks away, shouldering the battle rifle.
<Agent_Washington> Fine.
<Agent_Washington> I'll get prepped in the hangar then.
* Agent_Washington heads for the Staff of Charon's hangar.
* ODST_Leader heads for the brig and enters to find Agent_Georgia running diagnostics on his armor.
<ODST_Leader> Feeling better?
* Agent_Georgia looks up and shrugs, his mouth twisting.
<Agent_Georgia> For a guy with a year to live? I'm just great.
<Agent_Georgia> How're you?
<ODST_Leader> There's a job.
<Agent_Georgia> Doesn't anyone ever just want to just talk?
<Agent_Georgia> It's always Georgia do this, Georgia do that.
<ODST_Leader> You're a mercenary.
<ODST_Leader> And right now I'm holding the medicine that's keeping you alive.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah, yeah.
<Agent_Georgia> Should I get my armor on now or later?
<Agent_Georgia> What's the mark?
<ODST_Leader> The Mother of Invention.
<ODST_Leader> We're getting Ulan. And the ship's memory banks should have some nice data for us to sift through.
<Agent_Georgia> Oh, the Invention.
<Agent_Georgia> Because that's been a bundle of laughs every time I go aboard.
<ODST_Leader> Washington will be inserting with you.
<Agent_Georgia> Well that's reassuring.
<Agent_Georgia> Glad to know I have the best of the best watching my back.
<ODST_Leader> We'll be on station, too.
<ODST_Leader> The Charon's more than a match for that tin-can.
<Agent_Georgia> Well, long as you don't blow it up while I'm on board.
<Agent_Georgia> Would hate for you to kill me prematurely.
<ODST_Leader> Georgia...
<ODST_Leader> We needed someone to test the chemicals on.
<ODST_Leader> We're still running tests.
<ODST_Leader> There could be something to stop the spread.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah, whatever.
<Agent_Georgia> I've got a year. Then I'm dead.
<Agent_Georgia> Guess I just have to live it up until then, huh?
* ODST_Leader sets a case down on the cell floor and opens it to reveal a modified railgun.
<ODST_Leader> A gift.
<Agent_Georgia> For me? You shouldn't have.
<Agent_Georgia> It's not even my birthday.
<ODST_Leader> Think of this as a condolence gift.
* Agent_Georgia examines the railgun.
<Agent_Georgia> Nice tech.
<Agent_Georgia> You certainly get nice toys around here, don't you?
<ODST_Leader> Aim it well.
<ODST_Leader> The slugs it fires absorb any energy they come into contact with, then release it into the target's body.
<ODST_Leader> You hit anyone with this, it'll rip them apart from the inside, armor or no.
<ODST_Leader> It's a Freelancer killer.
* Agent_Georgia smiles wryly.
<Agent_Georgia> Well, that's one thing I know how to do.
<ODST_Leader> Right.
<ODST_Leader> Ulan's aboard the Invention and so's a shit ton of research data.
<ODST_Leader> You and Washington are getting them both out.
* ODST_Leader hands a datapad to Georgia.
<ODST_Leader> The details are all here.
* Agent_Georgia casts a cursory glance over the datapad.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah, yeah
<Agent_Georgia> Go in, grab the shit, get out.
<Agent_Georgia> Same as the last time.
<Agent_Georgia> Except with less me of me getting my ass kicked by psychotic women.
<ODST_Leader> This is on you.
<ODST_Leader> I don't trust Washington farther than I can throw him.
<ODST_Leader> He's Ulan's dog, not mine.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah, well, I'm not exactly your best friend right now.
* Agent_Georgia retrieves the railgun and begins strapping on his armor.
<Agent_Georgia> But I've gotta pay the bills somehow.
* Agent_York whistles to himself while cleaning the innards of his shotgun, while in the armory. He's in armor, but with his helmet beside him.
* Agent_Florida enters the armoury and sets his gear down.
* Agent_Florida nods at York.
* Agent_York waves to Florida.
<Agent_York> Butch.
<Agent_Florida> Hey, Clyde.
<Agent_Florida> Just got back from Reach. Dr. Halsey wanted to see the Major.
* Agent_York stops cleaning the shotgun for a moment.
* Agent_York turns around to Florida, raising the brow above his blind eye.
<Agent_York> She's been talking to her often.
<Agent_Florida> Yeah. All classified stuff though.
<Agent_Florida> Not that it's anything new to me. I've been working with ONI nonstop for months.
<Agent_Florida> Still, this doctor is in a class of her own.
<Agent_York> ONI keep everything from us, yeah, but Halsey...
<Agent_York> Phew. She doesn't like us one bit, I don't think.
<Agent_Florida> She neither likes or dislikes us, I guess.
<Agent_York> ...True enough.
<Agent_York> I haven't been able to sleep since Furmiole.
<Agent_York> The Covenant are a long ways different than the average Innies.
<Agent_Florida> I'll say.
<Agent_Florida> You got any family in the service?
<Agent_Florida> This far into the war, it feels like everyone's doing the fighting.
<Agent_Florida> The ones that are still left, at least...
* Agent_York looks to side, then back to Butch.
<Agent_York> ...Yeah. I did.
<Agent_York> Emphasis on 'did'. Me and my sister are the only two left...
<Agent_Florida> Oh. Sorry to hear it.
<Agent_Florida> Where's your sister?
<Agent_York> Don't know as of now.
<Agent_York> Haven't talked to her since joining Freelancer.
<Agent_Florida> Huh. That's almost three years now.
<Agent_Florida> I guess we haven't had a lot of time to keep in touch with the outside world.
<Agent_Florida> But wouldn't she wonder what you're doing?
<Agent_York> She would. But I think I'd rather keep it that way. She didn't think very highly of me, and frankly I don't blame her.
* Agent_Florida sits down on a bench, inviting York to do the same.
* Agent_York nods, sitting down with him.
<Agent_Florida> Why's that?
* Agent_York glances down the hallway, then back to Florida.
<Agent_York> In my family, I was the only one who didn't want to fight in the war.
* Agent_Florida nods patiently.
<Agent_Florida> What changed your mind?
<Agent_York> ...Carolina did.
* Agent_Florida smiles.
<Agent_Florida> Figures.
<Agent_Florida> Well, if your sister could see you now, I think she'd be proud.
* Agent_York can't help but put on a weak smile himself.
<Agent_Florida> One of the best Freelancers in the program.
<Agent_Florida> She might be a bit mortified about the eye though.
<Agent_Florida> Still, battle scars are cool, huh?
<Agent_York> Heh. She wouldn't have ever expected young, scrappy, rebellious Clyde to be number 3, huh?
<Agent_Florida> Well, I never knew young, scrappy, rebellious Clyde, so I can't say.
<Agent_Florida> But you should really get in touch with her when you can.
<Agent_Florida> Show her what you've made of yourself.
<Agent_York> I will. If I can, she's been an ODST since '43.
<Agent_Florida> ODSTs...
<Agent_Florida> Those guys have a reputation and a half, alright.
<Agent_York> True enough. Think she would have fit right in.
<ODST_Leader> (COM) Alright people, this is it!
<ODST_Leader> (COM) Operation is a go!
* Agent_Washington pilots a Pelican with Georgia in the back. He glances back at his passenger as the dropships flies through space.
<Agent_Washington> So.
<Agent_Washington> You really are the one who wiped out Omelas.
* Agent_Georgia shrugs.
<Agent_Georgia> It always comes down to Omelas, doesn't it?
* Agent_Washington doesn't answer.
* Agent_Georgia sighs and runs a hand through his hair.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah, fine.
<Agent_Georgia> I blew the whole damn city.
<Agent_Georgia> With a nuke.
<Agent_Georgia> Sue me.
* Agent_Washington 's hands grip the controls harder.
<Agent_Washington> That's it?
<Agent_Washington> That's all you have to say?
<Agent_Washington> There were five million people there. You killed them all.
<Agent_Georgia> That does tend to happen when you're using nukes.
* Agent_Georgia leans back in his seat.
<Agent_Georgia> I thought about feeling bad about it, if that counts.
* Agent_Washington tries to focus on the flight pattern.
<Agent_Washington> I thought the Covenant were monsters.
<Agent_Washington> But you're in a league of your own.
* Agent_Georgia smiles wryly.
<Agent_Georgia> Well, when you put it like that...
<ODST_Leader> (COM) Away team, are you in position yet?
<Agent_Washington> (COM) Almost there.
* ODST_Leader motions to his bridge crew, CT's helmet in his hands.
<ODST_Leader> Prep for contact, everyone.
* Agent_Georgia looks down at his helmet and sighs.
* Agent_Georgia slips a small pill from an ammunition pouch and eats it.
* ODST_Leader braces himself as the Staff of Charon flashes in system. Its weapons come online, targeting the Mother of Invention's defensive systems.
<ODST_Leader> (COM) All batteries, fire!
* Agent_Washington guns the Pelican's engines as the Charon's assault begins.
* Agent_Georgia dons his helmet and readies his weapons.
<Agent_Georgia> Right.
<Agent_Georgia> You know, last time I came aboard here with a team I was the only one who made it out.
<Agent_Georgia> Hope you have better luck, huh Wash?
<Agent_Washington> You stay quiet.
<Agent_Georgia> One hell of a homecoming.
<ODST_Leader> (COM) Target their defenses but keep your distance!
<ODST_Leader> (COM) We just need to get those two in.
* Agent_Washington maneuvers through the streams of missiles and battery fire, heading for the closest docking station.
* Agent_Georgia readies his submachine gun and gives his new railgun one last once-over before strapping it to his back.
<Agent_Georgia> Just the two of us, Wash.
<Agent_Georgia> Try not to shoot me in the back.
<Agent_Georgia> I think they'll be angrier about you betraying them than a bunch of people in Omelas they didn't know.
<Agent_Georgia> Just bear it in mind.
<Agent_Washington> I'll think about it.
<Agent_South> (COM) What the hell was that?
* Agent_Florida is thrown off the bench as the ship shakes.
* Agent_Florida picks himself up off the floor.
* Agent_York has fallen on the floor.
<Agent_York> ...Ow.
<Agent_North> (COM) Yeah, I felt that too. We've got company, people.
* Agent_Florida looks at York.
<Agent_Florida> Good thing we're in the armoury. Let's arm up.
* Agent_York picks up both himself and his helmet, slapping it on his head and grabbing his shotgun plus two pistols.
<Agent_York> Hell yeah.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Carolina, do you copy?
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) I copy!
<Agent_Florida> (COM) Wherever you are, we need you now!
<Agent_Carolina> (COM) I'm on my way.
* Agent_South looks at North and Alaska.
<Agent_South> Hey uh, I dunno about you guys, but I kinda want to get my weapons.
<Agent_North> Let's arm up and regroup with the others.
<Agent_Florida> (COM) I'm getting reports of boarding parties...it's the Insurrection.
<Agent_Carolina> (COM).... dammit. Arm up and engage. No quarter; they're after something if they're this desperate.
* Agent_Florida raises his MA5 as the doors slide open, but lower them when he sees Alaska and the twins enter.
<Agent_Florida> Sorry, I'm a little jittery.
* Agent_York loads a few more spare shells into his holsters, on his armor's bracers.
* Agent_North moves past Florida, and grabs his usual Sniper and SMG combo
* Agent_South gets her favourite assault rifle and two M6 pistols.
<Agent_South> Alright Omi, you good?
* Omicron_AI (d1c37aba@wikia/Sonasaurus) has joined #halo-fanon
* ChanServ gives voice to Omicron_AI
<Omicron_AI> Ready to go, South.
<Agent_North> hmm
* Agent_North affixes another sniper to his back, just in case, and walks out, wielding the SMG's.
* Agent_Alaska grabs his trusty rifle and pistol.
* Agent_Washington evades one of the Charon's missiles, which crashes into the bay and blows it open.
* Agent_Washington flies into the decompressed hangar, docking the Pelican in an emergency clamp.
<Agent_Washington> Right.
<Agent_Washington> Ulan first. Then this data.
<Agent_Georgia> You got it.
* Agent_Georgia propels himself into the bay, pushing towards the nearest door.
* Agent_Washington follows Georgia.
* Agent_Georgia checks the hallway.
<Agent_Georgia> Come on, we need to keep moving!
<Agent_Georgia> Come to think of it...
* Agent_Georgia taps his helmet with his submachine gun.
<Agent_Georgia> Any idea where Ulan actually is?
<Agent_Washington> Uh.
<Agent_Washington> Um.
<Agent_Washington> Well...
* Agent_Georgia sighs.
<Agent_Georgia> Great.
* Agent_Georgia enters the hallway, SMG at the ready.
* Agent_Washington covers the corners with his battle rifle.
* Agent_Georgia listens to the sounds of gunfire.
<Agent_Georgia> Sounds like our little gang of psychos are doing what they do best.
* Agent_Georgia heads down the hallway, putting distance between himself and the hangar.
* Agent_Washington dashes off after Georgia.
<Agent_Washington> Head for the brig!
<Agent_Washington> Ulan will be there!
<Agent_Georgia> Oh, really?
<ODST_Leader> (COM) Infiltration teams, cause as much internal damage as you can!
* ODST_Leader directs the Charon to continue its relentless bombardment.
* Agent_Georgia heads towards the brig, careful to avoid the sounds of gunfire.
<ODST_Leader> (COM) Almost there. Keep it up!
<Agent_Washington> We're close.
<Agent_Georgia> Here we are!
* Agent_Georgia enters the brig and shakes his head.
<Agent_Georgia> I have such fond memories of this place.
* Agent_Florida appears on the other side of the brig, gun raised.
<Agent_Florida> Freeze.
* Agent_Washington whips his rifle up.
<Agent_Washington> Stand down, Florida.
* Agent_Alaska does the same exact action.
* Agent_Georgia glances up, but continues checking the inventory.
<Agent_Florida> I suggest you both stand down before you get killed.
<Agent_Washington> Stand. Down.
* Agent_Washington glares at Florida.
<Agent_Florida> You're in no position to give me orders, David.
<Agent_Alaska> Pretty reunion isn't it?
<Agent_Washington> You know what this is about, Butch, damn you!
<Agent_Georgia> Hey, Dave, we're running out of time.
* Agent_Florida makes a subtle jerk of the head, motioning towards Georgia.
* Agent_Alaska subtly nods
* Agent_Washington jerks his rifle, motioning towards the door.
<Agent_Washington> I need to do this.
<Agent_Washington> He's the key.
* Agent_Florida fires a short burst at Georgia.
* Agent_Alaska reflexively fires
* Agent_Georgia dives behind a control panel.
<Agent_Georgia> Ah, hell.
* Agent_Washington fires above Florida's head.
* Agent_Alaska turns to Georgia
* Agent_Georgia readies his SMG.
<Agent_Georgia> Right.
<Agent_Georgia> What do we need to do to get these clowns out of here?
* Agent_Washington fires at Florida and Alaska.
* Agent_Florida ducks.
<Agent_Florida> Cover!
<Agent_Washington> Fall. Back!
* Agent_Florida ducks away with Alaska.
<Agent_Alaska> Damn it all.
* Agent_Georgia sprays out of cover with his SMG.
<Agent_Florida> Agh!
<Agent_Alaska> Butch!
* Agent_Alaska fires back at Georgia
* Agent_Georgia throws a grenade after them.
<Agent_Florida> Back off, now!
* Agent_Florida backpedalls with Alaska, diving away from the grenade.
* Agent_Washington darts forward locks the door to the brig.
<Agent_Georgia> Now we're locking ourselves in the brig.
* Agent_Georgia shakes his head.
<Agent_Georgia> Crazy times.
<Agent_Washington> Just tell me where Ulan is.
* Agent_Georgia consults his wrist data pad.
<Agent_Georgia> Cell 21A.
* Agent_Washington steps forward and accesses the proper cell, opening it.
* Jonathan_Ulan stands up as the cell door opens.
<Agent_Washington> Ulan.
<Agent_Washington> We came for you.
<Jonathan_Ulan> About time.
<Agent_Alaska> Well Butch, what's the plan?
<Agent_Florida> Okay Alaska, guess we're not getting in there.
<Agent_Florida> Let's find a way around.
<Agent_Alaska> Alright.
* Agent_Florida turns around to see more Innies bearing down on them.
<Agent_Florida> Time to get to work.
* Agent_Alaska goes ahead and starts firing
* Agent_Florida covers Alaska, firing on the enemies further behind.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Hey, can you get me to the bridge?
<Agent_Washington> Why?
<Agent_Washington> We need to get out of here.
<Jonathan_Ulan> I've got some important information to get my hands on.
<Agent_Georgia> Already on it.
<Agent_Washington> How do you plan to do that?
<Jonathan_Ulan> I've got some valuable info of my own.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Just pieces though.
<Agent_Washington> What is it?
<Jonathan_Ulan> I don't know. But I will once I put it all together.
<Jonathan_Ulan> It's all just pieces right now.
* Agent_Georgia steps forward.
<Agent_Georgia> Just tell us what you think you've got.
<Jonathan_Ulan> No time to explain.
<Agent_Washington> Fine.
<Agent_Washington> Georgia, we're taking him to the bridge.
* Agent_Georgia sighs.
<Agent_Georgia> Right, right.
<Agent_Georgia> Always something else.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Got a gun?
* Agent_Washington hands Ulan a pistol.
<Agent_Washington> Sorry, this is all I've got.
<Jonathan_Ulan> It'll do.
* Jonathan_Ulan pulls back the slide.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Now come on.
<Agent_Washington> Right.
* Agent_Washington falls in step behind Ulan.
* Jonathan_Ulan turns the corner, pistol raised, but sees no one.
* Agent_Georgia pauses beside a small computer console, slipping a chip into it and granting mainframe access to his wrist datapad.
<Agent_Washington> Let's move, there's not much time!
<Agent_Georgia> This way to the bridge!
* Agent_Georgia heads down the hall, motioning for Wash and Ulan to follow.
<Agent_Georgia> What I wouldn't give to have Zeta back right about now.
<Jonathan_Ulan> You know, for a while, I really wasn't sure if I could trust you, Wash.
<Jonathan_Ulan> But thanks for breaking me out.
<Agent_Washington> Yeah, no worries.
<Agent_Washington> Let's just get this done.
<Agent_Alaska> God. You guys are so annoying. Do you really want to die that much?
<Agent_Alaska> Wait. Don't answer that.
<Agent_Florida> Very funny.
* Agent_Alaska snickers
* Agent_Florida sighs.
<Agent_Florida> You never take these things seriously.
<Agent_Alaska> I don't.
<Agent_Florida> I wonder how you're still alive.
<Agent_Alaska> Me either.
* Agent_Florida takes the last enemy with a shot through the head.
<Agent_Alaska> Shall we proceed?
<Agent_Florida> Right behind you.
* Agent_Florida manages to wind his way around to the brig's other entrance.
* Agent_Florida sweeps the empty brig.
<Agent_Florida> Damn, they're gone.
* Agent_Florida turns around to Alaska.
<Agent_Florida> Which means our work here is done.
<Agent_Florida> Now we just wait for Wash to send us the okay.
* Jonathan_Ulan stops outside the bridge doors.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Huh, not locked.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Guess they weren't expecting visitors.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Makes it easier for us then.
<Agent_Washington> Let me clear it.
* Agent_Washington motions for Ulan to get behind him.
* Agent_Washington steps cautiously onto the bridge.
<Agent_Washington> Huh.
<Agent_Georgia> No one home?
* Agent_Georgia steps over to a computer console and accesses it.
* Doctor_Halsey types furiously on her datapad, uploading junk data and caches of Covenant finds to the main computer.
* Jonathan_Ulan approaches the main data banks.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah, hacking this baby isn't going to work.
<Agent_Georgia> We've got someone on the other side.
<Agent_Georgia> A pro.
<Jonathan_Ulan> I don't suppose either of you have clearance codes.
* Agent_Georgia shrugs.
<Agent_Washington> I have some old ones.
* Agent_Washington steps up to the computer.
<Agent_Washington> These might work.
* Agent_Georgia is busy furiously attempting to crack the encryptions on the remaining files regarding the Director's alien research.
* Doctor_Halsey brings up a screen showing her the bridge and its occupants, then taps a small pea-sized mic on her lapel.
<Doctor_Halsey> Gentlemen.
<Agent_Georgia> Oh, hell.
* Agent_Washington looks up.
<Agent_Washington> Now what?
* Jonathan_Ulan pulls out a data chip he kept under his tongue.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Right, it's payday.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) Come now, Agent Georgia, if I wanted you to have the Director's data you would be long gone by now.
<Agent_Georgia> Why am I not surprised?
* Agent_Georgia sighs.
<Agent_Georgia> Doctor Halsey, I presume?
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) Don't bother with formalities.
* Jonathan_Ulan accesses the info and starts putting it together with his own data.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Yes...this all makes sense now...
<Agent_Washington> Georgia, what are you doing?
<Jonathan_Ulan> ...hm. Well, that's not good.
<Agent_Washington> Hurry up, Ulan!
<Jonathan_Ulan> Hold on!
* Doctor_Halsey inserts a patchwork Covenant virus into Ulan's upload stream.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Aw, shit!
* Jonathan_Ulan disconnects.
<Agent_Washington> What?
<Jonathan_Ulan> Stupid doctor...
<Agent_Georgia> Where's the data?
<Jonathan_Ulan> It's okay, I've got the info. And now I know everything.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) If there's one thing I don't enjoy, it's playing with morons.
<Jonathan_Ulan> Moron yourself.
<Jonathan_Ulan> We'll see who's laughing when this superweapon wipes you out.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) I think you'll find I'm one step ahead of you, as always.
* Agent_Georgia glances at Ulan.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) You're playing with forces you know nothing about.
<Agent_Georgia> Do you have the data or not?
<Jonathan_Ulan> I've decrypted some transmissions that some Spartan has found on Sigma Octanus earlier this month.
<Agent_Washington> Whatever.
<Agent_Washington> We need to go!
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) Go?
<Agent_Washington> Do you have it set for transfer?
<Jonathan_Ulan> All on this chip.
* Jonathan_Ulan holds it out.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) I'm sorry, but I can't just let you leave with my data.
<Agent_Georgia> Right.
<Jonathan_Ulan> The man possessing this info chip can play God with countless people—
* Agent_Georgia shoots Ulan in the head.
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<Agent_Washington> What are you doing?
* Agent_Georgia spins and kicks Washington into a control panel.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM)... ah.
* Agent_Georgia grabs Washington's throat and throws him down.
<Doctor_Halsey> (COM) How predictable you've become, Mordred.
<Agent_Washington> Georgia...
<Agent_Georgia> You had Ulan fooled, Wash.
<Agent_Georgia> But I know you're ONI's dog.
<Agent_Washington> Dammit...
<Agent_Washington> He was the key....
<Agent_Georgia> He was a deluded murderer.
<Agent_Washington> Like... you...
* Agent_Georgia kicks Washington in the head, knocking him out.
<Agent_Georgia> Yeah. Like me.
* Agent_Georgia retrieves the chip from Ulan's corpse.
* Agent_Georgia shoots the cameras in the bridge.
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