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>Terminal booting up...
>Terminal on
>What happened?<
>To whom?
>Raven, Team SLVR<
>His vital sensors aren't responding
>Any other information?<
>His cameras are dead
>I see that<
>Team SLVR isn't responding to their coms
>Mark them as...MIA<
>Sir...
>DO IT<
>Yes, Sir
>Terminal off<

Muffled voice: Hey shh! He's waking up!
Raven: Whah? Where am I?
Other muffled voice: How many fingers am I holding up?
Raven: Looks like...a hundred.
Slate: He's fine.
Raven: What happened?
Lao: I saw the predicament you were in, threw a nine bang, and it just so happened to hit your head right as it went off.
Raven: So that's why I'm seeing spots.
Verdigris: How do you feel?
Raven: Okay, w-where are we?
Slate: We're at the extraction point, REDD is over there. (He points to a group of four wearing red armor suits)
Raven: shh! You hear that?
Verdigris: Hear what?
The sound of helicopters is suddenly extremely loud as they descend overhead.
Raven: That.
Lao: How...?
Raven: I have the ears of a hawk.
Verdigris: If only you had an ear for women.
Raven: HEY! I listen!
Verdigris: Mhm...

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