After the events of Blood Gulch, Slade, AKA Agent California, rescues his friend Washington from the Meta before he was killed. Together, they reunite the Reds and Blues in order to take down the Meta before he gets his hands on all the AIs made by...
Chairman:Dear Director. Your program was granted the use of a single artificial intelligence unit, for implantation experiments. Yet, the department records clearly show multiple agents in the field with implants, during the same timeframes. Surely this must be a logging error, and we anticipate a corrected document soon.
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Inside the base, Slade lays South down on a table and takes off his helmet.
Slade: Kan, take a look around and see if you can find a spare suit and some tools.
Kan: Yes, Leader.
Kan heads off to do as he was asked, leaving the two Freelancers in the room. South takes off her helmet, running a hand through her short, blonde hair.
(I'LL BE LEGIT HONEST WITH YOU GUYS, I THINK THAT SOUTH IS KIND OF HOT. THERE I SAID IT! SEND ME ALL THE HATE COMMENTS YOU WANT, I HAVE NO SHAME IN IT!)
South: It really is you.
Slade: Yeah... it is. I'm sorry about Nathan.
South: (looks down) When we left Freelancer together, we said we'd have each other's backs. I failed him. I wasn't strong enough.
Slade: (grabs her shoulder) Oi, don't go thinking like that, lass. He may be gone, but you do him good by honoring his memory. Focus on that.
South: .....Just what the hell happened to you? After Carolina's freak-out, you just up and disappeared.
Slade: ......I couldn't stand what we were becoming, South. What the Director was making us do. And then when I learned what the Director had done to the Alpha and Tex.... and Carolina's stupid-arse obsession over that bloody list.
South: You never did care about the list.
Slade: I care about people, Natalie. Not numbers. That's what the Director's main problem was. He thought everything expendable and inconsequential with his own goals and achievements.
Slade starts taking off South's armor and tosses it in the corner.
South: You could at least buy me dinner before you start undressing me.
Slade: I know people say joking is the best medicine, but I don't think now's the best time.
Kan then enters the room with a box and dragging a Security Armor suit.
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(IMAGINE IT BEING FOREST GREEN WITH INDIGO ACCENTS.)
Kan: I found what you have requested, Leader.
Slade: Good job. Delta, Theta, why don't you both head outside and help Wash figure out a plan to find the Meta.
Delta: I believe we would be of use in helping with Agent South's surgery-
