Before anything can begin, it must first
Start from Zero. Before there was Red vs Blue, there was Project Freelancer. And before there was Project Freelancer, there were two siblings. One older brother and One little sister.
Back at the Armonia vehicle hanger, with Lopez waiting nearby as drivers pull up in damaged vehicles. Simmons, Grif, Sarge, Caboose, and Tucker inside the War Room. There is silence for a few seconds.
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Grif: Sooo, uh... that did not go well.
Tucker, Simmons, and Caboose almost speak in unison.
Tucker: Yeah.
Simmons: Mmm-Hm.
Caboose: It was real bad... (short pause) We found Doc.
Grif: Uhh, yeah.
Simmons: That's technically good.
Sarge: ...Well I had a great time!
Kimball is then heard yelling nearby.
Kimball: (off screen) Oh, GOOD FOR YOU!
Sarge: Thank you!
Both Kimball and Doyle enter the room.
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Kimball: No, not you! Him!
Doyle: It was a split second decision, and I stand by it!
Kimball: Well, thanks to you, the mercenaries now have the power to kill us all.
Doyle: Only if I die first!
Kimball: Great! So now we'll get to waste valuable men to guard you 24/7!
Doyle: Well, we'd have more men if you hadn't led them all into a trap!
Kimball: Don't you dare turn this around on me.
One and Wash both walk in , facing the group.
Washington: Okay, ENOUGH! You two are acting like children!
Grif: HA-HA! You're immature!
One: Grif!
Kimball: (turns to Grif) Dish duty!
Grif: Fuck!
One: You're not helping!
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