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[inmylight_commander]

[So guess who also shot at the Moogles and guess who also got to experience a stop spell stasis field, and who's less than happy about the whole thing?]

[This girl.]

[A video feed opens on another fully armored personnel, her Israeli accent edged with frustration.]

Noble Two calling Noble Actual. Come in Noble Actual. Colonel Holland? Auntie Dot -- Someone needs to tell me what the hell is going on.

[Some brief, jerking movements as she tries to brush off the Meow Wow that keeps rubbing up against her leg and snuffling affectionately.] Stop it. If I'd known you are what I was making I wouldn't have bothered. Go away before I shoot you.

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[inmylight_commander]

Hm.

[That sound means she would have preferred he be rampant. That would have been an acceptable answer for his behavoir.] Well, I guess they can't all be winners.

[unrecovered]

You thought he was rampant because he's an asshole?

[Wait, seriously?]

[inmylight_commander]

[Kat snorts a derisive laugh.] Hardly.

[unrecovered]

[He's rolling his eyes behind that visor. He doesn't have the time or patience for this shit.]

What the hell do you want, Noble-Two?

[inmylight_commander]

I don't know you or your project. I want to know what to expect. Given the size of this town we're bound to cross paths, and I don't want surprises. [Not that she couldn't handle it if there were, but hey. If she can ascertain the intel, she'll take it.]

[unrecovered]

[He snorts.] What, do you think we're going to attack you? No Freelancer is that stupid. The only things here that'll attack you on sight are Nightmares, and they're not too hard to handle.

[inmylight_commander]

No. More like 'how likely is it you'll disrupt an operation'. I know what I can expect from ODST and the like.

[unrecovered]

[He actually laughs at that, short and sharp and mirthless. It's less a reaction to something funny and more that he thinks she just said something remarkably stupid.]

What the hell kind of military operation do you think you're going to be running? You have the weapons you brought with you, one confirmed ally, no intel, and an untrained Dream Eater. Your priorities should be food, shelter, ammunition, and not pissing off the locals - who, by the way, are your only source of food, shelter, and ammunition - any more than you probably already have. Get that settled before you go worrying about how I'm going to fuck up your operation.

[inmylight_commander]

[Okay, wow. Really?]

[No no, really? She's not even going to bother going into specifics about how Very wrong and in trouble you are, Washington. She's just going to reply with a dry, unamused, and very much warning tone.]

You clearly have no idea who you're dealing with. Here's some advice; stop before you too much farther behind, and just stay out of my way.

[unrecovered]

And you clearly have no idea what you've just walked into, but hey. Fine. I'm out. Good luck. You're gonna need it.

[inmylight_commander]

I make my own luck.

[unrecovered]

With what you've got right now? Let me know how that turns out.

[Says the guy who has possibly the worst luck ever. Of all time.]

[inmylight_commander]

Unlikely. [She's figuring the less she has to deal with your lot, the better.] Noble Two, out. [AND she cuts transmission. At least no one's dead?]