Church: What happened? Where am I?
F.I.L.S.S: Safety Protocols were initiated, please remain calm.
Church: Sheila, is that you?
F.I.L.S.S: Yes.
Church: What is this place?
F.I.L.S.S: Your operator has been injured or incapacitated, and you are now in Recovery Mode. You will remain in this state until such time as you can be extracted by a Recovery Agent, or your operator regains consciousness.
Church: Wait! You didn't send a Recovery Beacon did you!? Because that would be really -
F.I.L.S.S: Recovery Beacons only arm once a unit leaves the facility. This unit has yet to leave this facility. Therefore, we must first...
Church: Yeah, yeah I got it. Is that Tex?
F.I.L.S.S: Affirmative. Technically, she is not present in this environment, but if you would like to speak to her I can relay communication through external channel.
Church: Yes, please.
F.I.L.S.S: I am sorry but she has refused the connection. She should not be able to do that.
Church: Yeah, that's not surprising. Can you force it through?
F.I.L.S.S: I can try, but I would not recommend that action.
Church: Because I might damage her?
F.I.L.S.S: No, I just have learned that if a woman wants to be alone, it is best to leave her alone.
Church: Yeah, good call. Hey get me out of this but, uh, leave her in here until I figure out what to do with her.
F.I.L.S.S: Suit yourself.
Church: Uhh, she didn't hear that did she?
F.I.L.S.S: Unclear.
Church: I thought you weren't relaying my messages!
F.I.L.S.S: Recovery Mode disabled.
Church: You women always stick together. Oh man, I hope she didn't hear that.
Cut to Washington at the desert.
Washington: Are you going in or not?
Doc: Oh, do I have a choice? Then not, I'm gonna go with that one.
Washington: Meta, get out here!
Meta: (growls)
Doc: Yeah, definitely gonna stick with not. That seems like the best one of those two choices that you gave me.
Washington: Get in there.
Doc: Tell you what, put me back in the wall, I like the wall. It was cozy and it protected me. I miss my wall...
Washington: You are utterly useless. I know we brought you along for a reason, but for the life of me, I can't remember what it is.
Doc: The important thing is we're becoming friends. They say the bonds of men in combat are as strong as brotherhood!
Washington: Meta get out here... please...
Doc: Voice sounds tense. Maybe you should give him a back rub. That wouldn't be weird, right? One Freelancer giving another a back rub?
Washington: Aren't you trained in stress management or something? Calm him down!
Doc: That only works if the person wants to be calm. I don't think he qualifies.
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The Weapons Guy
FanfictionFollow Ash and his explosive experiments as he goes through adventures with his friends on Red Team and those Dirty Blues. Season 1-10 (I don't own anything other than Ash.)