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[The feed switches on and cycles through mediums, from audio of something softly growling, to black and white armored hands, flash of a gold visor, and blue sky above as the device is fiddled with, and then settles on text. A couple moments pass before any words are entered.]

AGENT MAINE TO COMMAND. REQUESTING STATUS. UNKNOWN DEPLOYMENT. CLARIFY.

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[ There's a delighted sound when Lela is booped on the head in return, and then she turns to 'boop' Mace in retaliation. Hey now, her tail's more delicate than yours!

As for Persons, there's a slight, guilty gasp from the pink cat. Oh whoops she was supposed to do a Thing, and she hasn't done it yet, and her Person will worry! Oh dear!

She rubs her cheek against Maine's shin, purrs at the Pricklemaine, then trots to where she dropped the strange little bag - a cloth purse of some kind. Wagging her leaf tail in farewell, she darted off, off to find the moogles again. No doubt she'd see them later.

She couldn't wait for her Person to meet them! ]

JUST ARRIVED.

[AKA Fuck you too that's one hell of a hello from a stranger.]

[While Chris was surprised at seeing another armored figure much like York and North, he decided to ask the most relevent questions right now.]

Are you injured, Agent? The place you are in, despite how insane it sounds is this: a world of dreams. There are a good number of people trapped here already. You should have a Dream Eater Spirit that will help you in combat should you need to.

Good to know.

[Which means Maine is either lying through his teeth as a result of Sigma playing a long game, or he's got less of a clue than North. Wash isn't ruling either of them out just yet and won't until he sees how Maine reacts to things - Delta, Theta, Carolina's presence, anything that could tip the scales one way or another.]

[For now, however, it's time to break the ridiculous and bizarre news.]

You're probably not going to believe this, but...we're all from different points on the timeline. Most of us have been through things that haven't happened for you yet.

[Oh good, Wash was taking point. Normally he'd be worried, but if any lying needed to be done, Wash could handle that without flinching.]

Yeah, it's gotten pretty weird to try to explain things to people.

I'M FINE.

[Which he's not, really, he Was just in the infirmary and probably should have at the very least regular checkups and regrain from straining himself ... but really that would be too much to ask.]

WHO'RE YOU?

[It's been a while since he's seen anything remotely resembling a civilian.]

[The video feed shows a female Toximander looking very lazy. Other than that, Chris seemed a little relieved he wasn't hostile.]

All right.

I'm Private Chris Ramirez... or I was back home anyway. This may sound like a dumb question but do you know York or North?

[Maine looks from one to the other, a low rumble in the back of his throat, and then shifts his weight and grumbles unintelligibly. That might have some explanation for whoever 'Theta' was.]

[He's still reserving a reaction until he finds out just what's happened. No use freaking out now if it's just 'oh hey we won the war']

SAME PROJECT. SAME TEAM.

[Yeah, he knew York and Wash pretty well. But 'Private'?] MILITARY? WHAT BRANCH?

So I can add to the list of people who will threaten to kill me. Wonderful.

Why couldn't you have stayed dead?

[Yes. Epsilon is missing the Maine/Meta difference.]

Makes sense then.

I was a marine.

[Maine just has to stare at this for a moment. Okay, so realistically everything he endured during the Sarcophagus mission should have killed him, so maybe that's what this guy was talking about? He certainly didn't look like an Innie, though.]

THE FUCK YOU SMOKING

ODST?

[They were part of the Marines, right? Maine couldn't really rememeber.]

Not exactly. It's kind of complicated here. Have you met or talked to some of the other people trapped here? They or your fellow team members can explain why. The short version is that not everyone is from the same home.

Charming.

No. I am Luna, alicorn Princess of the Night.

[She flicks her tail irritably.]

So...without Sigma, he is unlikely to become dangerous?

I'm not smoking anything. I can't. I'm not human. As you should be well aware asshole.

Yeah, it explains a lot. There's...a lot you don't know.

[And a lot that Wash doesn't want to talk about for a myriad of reasons. After a few moments, he hits on something he can actually say.]

But hey, we won the war.

He's already dangerous - he's a Freelancer. He got shot in the throat six times, stood back up, and kept fighting.

But without Sigma's influence, he won't turn on us. He's loyal, especially to Carolina.

Not great timing.

[North, admittedly, is still stuck on what to do. He's really conflicted, based on what he knows, and much as he hates to admit it, kind of scared even if this is the Maine he's always known. But at the same time, this is Maine and he trusts Maine.]

I'll leave it to York then. I'll catch up with you guys later.

[Ohhh shit. Didn't you just nearly kill me with that big gun-sickle thing a couple days ago?]

...Please don't tell me we're going to have to fight you again. Between friendly fire and that damn thing you were swinging around last time, I almost didn't make it through the last time with my sanity.

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[Worst copout ever. Of all time.]

Or will win the war. There's the whole time travel tenses thing going on.

Oh. How marvelous.

[Carolina.]

[Carolina doesn't make things easy. For anyone. Wash may not be currently talking to her either.]

She's not going to set him on you, if that's what you're worried about.

[She'd better not.]

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