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Within the now defunct workcamp, a man and a woman clad in black masks and attire stand across from a dusty terminal still stained with long dried blood across its screen. Wires feed out to an APC parked outside in the arrid heat, the vehicle sand stained. Feeding into the data-racks and terminal, the low hum as the electricity was fed out from the armored vehicle muffled outside as the two masked agents peer to one another. The woman held a data-pad in her hand, plugged into the terminal as the archives were downloaded onto the device. The light glow absorbed into the opaque visage on their face and glinting off the ports she spoke to their fellow unit.
"My, my...Mr. Ramos. Quite the shame really, not many are given second chances.."
The man retorted with a huff:
"Miss; not many people shoot a Unit in the leg and beat him bloody and walk away from it either."
"Yes, yes. If not for the use their Mother had with the CMS; any low-level factory foreman would have been executed on the spot. Not to mention City 60 is rife with corruption -...we really would do best to clean that stain on our Benefactors identity up. Though Rome wasn't built in a day, or in their case tainted in one either. One step at a time..."
**The woman let out a low hum, distorted into static beyond the vocoder.**
"Though with her becoming a recent..."missing person" - and the recent developments dispatch's algorithm has approved the amputation of their genetic lineage. He will turn up, and will be removed from the gene pool after we get the answers we desire. His old friends have been quite the thorn in our side and disrupting socio-stability and necessary terraforming."
The woman unplugs their data-pad from the terminal as they swipe and type through it with their stylus before pointing the stylus up and towards the direction of the APC outside.
"We have what we came for. Notify dispatch we are en-route."
Relations
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█ - Confidant | █ - Friendly | █ - Acquaintances | █ - Mild Dislike | █ - Serious Issues | █ - Enemies |
(Forewarning I am color blind irl so if a color doesn't match the gauge above for a name lmk in DMs.)
Sam Waters
First guy I met in that damned worksite, drinking himself into a stupor regularly. Running from his problems down to the bottom of a bottle. A good man, and a realist.
Figures he turned up finally after giving us an impromptu visit on the other end of a portal. Overwatch seemed to be real pissed and sending out a lot of soldiers for one reason or another and I caught myself shooting it out with those robo motherfuckers for a hour or two before he turned up on his golden chariot made of whiskey and was blasting it out with me. I hope he starts considering more seriously a stable foundation for the future, he can't be playing vagabond with Demetria forever.
Thomas Sanchez
Poor guy got ran off and led to believe he was nothing but deadweight. I'm sure some of the personalities in the group didn't help that. Despite all that saw him trying to help Samiha out of the car when he's only got one arm, he's a good man. Deserved better than the lot life gave him.
Alex/Polybius
One of the few outta this montley crew I would've trusted with my life. Real observant, and actually gave a damn about the best interest of people be it alive or dead. Without him Shah would've had our dumbasses fooled and I'd be out in the fucking cotton fields or turned into chopped liver. The entire group owes that man a hell of a lot, goddamn shame he wasn't able to see the fruits of his passion and watch that creepy motherfucker Shah croak with his own two eyes. I ain't the type to let a good man with a passion's legacy never be fulfilled. Alex, if you're up there in heaven - ya done good; the group's on a better track after showing what they're capable of to Ether. We couldn't have done it without you man, and...honestly I still find myself wishing you were still here to set these guys straight.
Brooklyn McGowan
Honestly I don't even know this broad, but everyone seems to rally for her. Running around like chickens with their heads off every time they were trying to help her or bail her out. You better be worth all the fuckin effort lady, 'cause the attention could've gone elsewhere and saved other lives. They traded their investments into different avenues and their lives for yours - and I hope when we finally do formally meet you recognize that.
Maddison/30303
I can't stand this bitch. Ain't gonna lie though, something about her shitty attitude I find endearing. She a real cunt and a pig cop no doubt, but we need strong people that aren't pushovers. So you get a small pass, bitch.
The Watcher
Did good work with Alex. Real reclusive type so there ain't much to gauge off em but a friend of Alex is a friend of mine. Still can't get that mental snapshot of him shooing Alex off at the other end of the forcefield like he was a nosy child.
The Stranger
Eugh...French...you can thank my Uncle for forcing that godforsaken language on me as a youngin' that I was able to translate for ya'. Real fucked up in the head, I think the guy is actually genuinely schizophrenic. He ain't no harm or malicious though. Hope you enjoyed the smokes.
Chance Vice
Snarky little shit, real full of himself. Ain't gonna lie, we need more of that around here.
Dr Schwartzkopf
The fellas in the group really hyped this bitch up, about all her PhDs and how she's a genius. Apparently she's got a motherfucking ICBM at the bunker? The fuck is this Dr Evil shit? What's next she got sharks with laser beams?
MPF-C60.JUDGE-i1.00344
There's a special kind of dumbass that goes throwing his weight around and gets their shit rocked eventually for it. There's even more of a special kind of dumbass that does that in front of the groups supplier and one who just gave your bitch made ass a prosthetic the day before. Wouldn't be standing all tall and mighty without it huh tough guy? Well, you can use that runners prosthetic to jog your way somewhere else shithead.
Cody Foley
This kids way too innocent. He's got a lot to learn. Have to hand it to em though he's still kicking so that's something at least. Still he's gonna have to toughen up and wisen up, and toss that bright eyed childish shit out the window if he wants to survive. Somebodys gonna take advantage of that poor kid at best, or he'll wind up dead at worst.
Lucas Leavitt
The best leaders at the ones that rise up to the occasion, I meant that when I said it and ya ain't been disappointing me. It ain't an easy role to have. We ain't get off on the right foot when we first met with me being cautious of outsiders, but I think you understand why that was now - especially with the whole Shah situation and now with everything else going on. You ain't the type to go barking orders or throw your weight around like a tyrant, you stay level headed and respectful to everyone around you. That's what a real man does. I just already know with the way he is that he's gonna blame himself and take every shortcoming to heart. The curse of being one of the ones people look to, I suppose.
You've been doing a good job recently. Not perfect but nothing is. Wish you would stop fucking around with these hoes though. Lots of great men were torn down by woe-men. Center of a lot of men's woes. I can't get too mad at him I love the female form as much as the next guy but just stick to one damn it you're gonna' have everybody suffer 'cause ya' switch flavors faster than the ice cream man. Now that I think about it...I could use a little sweet chocolate myself sometime...
Daniel / Banana Man
Did me a real solid with the decontamination after that headhumper burst into God knows what onto me. Taking a gas shower from strangers ain't the smartest thing to do, ain't gonna lie I didn't trust the bastard; but I haven't croaked yet. Still ain't gonna go jumping at the next opportunity and get my ass Anne Franked. I owe ya one though, pal.
Samiha Al-Kattan
Usually a pretty lady doesn't get lost in translation and slip through the cracks with me but she managed somehow. Seen her milling around the camp and really put my ass on the chopping block when that damaged TYRANT wanted her and Arthur dead. Wish the lady would've stopped shooting and let me just do what I had to do but I guess there's a warrior in there. Made a damn fool of myself when she knew me but I didn't remember her. Hey, that might be a good thing for her though. Sometimes it's best to stay under the radar and not attract too much attention to yourself. Lady came running in like a guardian angel when Sam And I got caught in a shootout, a woman after my own heart.
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