Red vs Blue: Heavy 'META'L

Chapter 15

Chairman: Dear Director. Please do not attempt to recast this investigation as some type of personal vendetta. Our questions to this point have been fairly standard. Your reactions have not. As such, we have secured all your records and logs by the authority granted us by the UNSC. Now we shall see exactly what it is, that you have to hide.

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In Freelancer HQ, everyone is gathered in a room with a long window overlooking outside.

Washington: Alright, we got in, but that's only part of our mission. So, no celebrating yet.

Grif: (sarcastically) Aw shit, and I was gonna be in charge of confetti.

Slade: Oi, not the time, Grif. Knock it off.

Washington: We still need to reach the A.I. storage facility. Security's tight since the Freelancers tried to break in here.

Church: You mean when they tried to steal the Alpha before?

Washington: Exactly.

Grif: The Freelancers tried to break in to their own command facility? That's dumb.

Simmons: That's what we're doin' right now, you jackass.

Grif: So? Just because we do something doesn't make it smart.

Simmons: (sighs) Tell me about it.

Washington: I have the necessary clearance to get close to the storage hall. The plan is: I'll take Church as a prisoner. If I take more than one of you it won't be believable. Though, Cal will be with me to back me up, cloaked.

South: And let me guess: to stay back and watch the idiots?

Sarge: Hey there, little missy! I am not-

Slade: Sarge.... just don't.

Sarge: You know, it's times like this that make me think back to why I made you my second-in-command.

Slade: Yeah? Well you have no idea how many times I asked Command to transfer me out or labeled you as senile on the reports.

Sarge: Excuse me?!

Caboose: Agent Washington, I want you to take me instead.

Church: What're you talkin' about?

Caboose: I will be your prisoner. Let Church go. He doesn't have anything to do with this!

Church: Caboose, I'm not actually going to be a prisoner. I'm just gonna pose as one so that we can get past-

Caboose: Have a good life Church. Don't worry. I won't tell them anything. They won't get any information out of me. No matter how nicely they ask.

Church: Oh my God, just shut up.

Kan: Church, need you be reminded that you are the one responsible for Caboose's mental state?

Church: I REALLLLLY liked you better when I couldn't understand you.

Sarge: Sacrificing himself for his CO. What a good soldier. Why can't you three be more like him?

Grif: What, braindead?

Simmons: I would sacrifice Grif for you, sir.

Sarge: I know you would, Simmons. But it's just not the same thing.