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Second Lieutenant Julius Aldo turned to face Guts, and sighed. Of course I get to deal with a Feudal. Stepping backwards a ways, Aldo spoke with an air of concealed superiority. "I am a gorilla... a great ape from a world far removed from your own. My name's Julius Aldo, Second Lieutenant of Platoon 67. I am also the one offering you an exciting job in the Shadow Eternity corps. Think about it... good food, good pay, exotic locales, time off every three missions... if this doesn't sound appealing to you, we'll be glad to send you back to... whatever place you found yourself teleported from. I'm assuming you didn't come here on purpose. Roamers like you rarely ever do." Julius carefully put his hand to his hip, and subtly wrapped his fingers around his sidearm. He didn't want to startle the poor primitive human, but he wanted to be sure that he had a way to get a shot off before it could charge him. If Doppo had his work cut out for him facing this savage, Julius didn't want it anywhere near him.

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Private Bubonicus nodded as the rather more able-looking Clifford showed both his willingness to fight and die, and his willingness to follow orders. Truly, this rather effette-looking fellow would be a useful soldier. "Our current mission is to track down and capture the Red Queen, a sample of the C-Virus, and Research Director Richard Simmons. Judging by your... equipment, I assume you're the specialists we were promised. In that case, you should take point, once the warehouse clears out. If you need any more information, talk to the Lieutenant." Private Doppo Orochi, grunting with effort, dragged Guts' body outside and over to the group of prisoners being kept by Julius and Bernd. As he got close, Doppo called out to them. "Hoi, I caught the Roamer! I'd say this man's prime material for recruitment, considering how he still had the guts to charge me while choking on tear gas." Second Lieutenant Julius Aldo examined Guts' bruised body. "You should be more careful, private. You've very nearly paralyzed this man for life!" Julius gently laid Guts down, and used his bedroll to keep Guts' head elevated. "We'll have to keep him here until he wakes up. In the mean time, I've got other prisoners to tend to. Private Orochi, go ahead back to the warehouse." As Doppo Orochi left, Julius turned to face the spectating security guards. "Alright, you four. Which one of you boys would like a change of employers?" As each man knew exactly what awaited them, should they return to Umbrella, each man decided to agree. "Hey, that's nice. In that case, you wouldn't mind helping us out a bit." Julius grinned like only a gorilla could, glad that today wasn't about to get any worse for him.

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Pete gave Cirno a Look, and quietly opened the box of Donk Pockets. Plucking a frost-rimed pastry sleeved in cardboard from the box, Pete presented it to Cirno. For one who had never seen a microwaveable meat pie before, it looked rather much like a popsicle mixed with a delicious pie. Pete then reached deeper inside the lower door of the fridge. After rooting around in the fridge's incomprehensible interior, Pete gingerly pulled out a bottle of Space Beer and a carton of Space Milk. With a quiet flourish, Pete dumped half the carton out, and immediately refilled it with the Space Beer. With an ominous bubbling sound, the carton shook and shuddered. Grinning from ear to ear, Pete took a swig of ice-cold Bilk. Unleashing a wet, satisfied sigh, Pete proffered the carton to Cirno. A carton of milky booze certainly couldn't do much harm, and it was customary on Nanotrasen shuttles to get rip-roaringly drunk at any occasion not directly related to fighting evil creatures from beyond the stars. Even then, some of the company's hallowed Bartenders often insisted on fighting with a healthy buzz.

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There's always the chance for you to force things to happen. Maybe Soundwave spots some injured civilians or a major hull breach, or maybe Blackout finds something that's really suspicious while he's on surveillance.

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With no apparent difficulty, Pete ran up to Ajax, Jack, Cirno, Utsuho, and Rawk with the fridge trailing behind. Once there, he gave them a small wave, and rapped his hand against the refrigerator's door. Pete reached in the fridge, fished around a bit, and withdrew his hand, now holding a bottle of Uncle Git's Special Reserve Whiskey. After a couple experimental tosses into the air, Pete lobbed the entirely full bottle at Jack's hand, clearly intending to give him a gift. Whether or not Jack "graciously" accepted it by catching it would have to be seen, but this action had completely cleared Pete's conscience. Everyone is mollified by a gift of alcohol, so a gift of a lot of alcohol should logically be fit to cool any rage. Pete looked around and pointed his finger at Ajax and Rawk, then at his fridge. Truly, Pete was in a charitable mood today.

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Pete, rubbing his eyes and retreating to the kitchen, decided against exploring the ship further. Rather, he felt he should attempt to make amends to Jack. After all, even the most willing crony would be demoralized and angry after finding out their hard work turned out to be for naught. Pete looked around, searching for something a cowboy would like... and saw his refrigerator. Yes, that's right. Cowboys love alcohol! Pete thought, But which ones would he like? I'll just take it all. With not the slightest hint of effort, Pete dragged his fridge out the pod's door and into the bright sunlight. Pete looked around for Jack, and saw a quartet of figures standing a ways away. Surely one of them would have to be Jack! Clenching his teeth, Pete tightly squeezed his horn, releasing a long, shrill squeak that could be heard around the block. As he did so, he waved his hands frantically at the quartet.

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Pick a random location, and mysteriously teleport to it. Absolutely nothing can go wrong!

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Pete was rather confused at the sudden occurrences. First his target had fled using a grappling arm, then his "friend" apparently disappeared, and now he was alone. Pete, at this point, realized that he was no longer drunk, and was suitably horrified. As he stumbled over to the refrigerator, Pete noticed that the previously bare wall right next to it was now occupied by a bright orange airlock. Curiosity momentarily overtaking his need for sweet release, Pete walked through the airlock. In the room beyond, Pete was faced with a truly beautiful sight. A red, swirling disc gently and slowly bounced around a small cage made of interlocking electric arcs. Four lasers, placed on each corner of the cage, periodically fired into it; each shot seemed to reinforce the cage. At the port end of the cage was a console and a massive laser, this one firing a scattershot of purplish-pink lasers into the disc itself. This was the Singularity Engine, and it was the backbone of any Nanotrasen ship. Pete briefly stared in wonder, before the rather uncomfortable sensation of his eyes starting to boil forced him to look away. Clearly, he'd need some eye protection.

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Despite it being many weeks since he had last managed to enact his strict training regimen, Private Doppo Orochi had not forgotten a moment of his extensive training in Karate. Letting his rifle clatter to the floor, Orochi leaped over the charging Guts and landed softly on his feet. Before Guts could stop and turn, Doppo directed a harsh kick to the base of Guts' knee. As Guts involuntarily fell into a kneeling position, Doppo took advantage of his momentum and drove his fist upwards into the base of Guts' neck, effectively incapacitating him. The red mist of pure instinct faded from Doppo's eyes as Guts crumpled like a wayward Slinky, and he quickly snatched his forlorn rifle up from where he had left. Carefully checking for any damage, Doppo once again directed his rifle at Guts. Feeling alive for the first time in a month, Doppo could barely contain the smug satisfaction in his voice. "Stay down, Roamer. Don't make this any worse for you."

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Bubonicus reared back in surprise. These guys are the VIPs? They're so... so weak-looking! Now worrying for his career, Bubonicus swiftly uncuffed Clifford and Hampus, and helped them up. Saluting with his more intact hand, Bubonicus begged for forgiveness. "Please accept my apologies, sirs. I wasn't aware that you had taken it upon yourselves to infiltrate the enemy warehouse without our support. You must not have gotten a standard loadout, considering the circumstances, so we'll have to send you in with just what you were dropped with. Company orders, sir." Hampus, finally finding his breath, yelled at Bubonicus. "You normie bastard! How dare you poison and beat us! I will have your head for this!" Bubonicus, not the least bit intimidated, remained calm. "I am truly sorry, sir. Current orders were to secure the warehouse and any individuals inside. Since you were in the warehouse, you were secured. Please understand that we were just following orders. Here, catch your breath and I'll have the Lieutenant brief you on your mission." Meanwhile, back at the entrance to the lab, Private Doppo Orochi was still holding Guts up. Still keeping his eyes on his target, Doppo spoke into his headset. "Found the Roamer... and a locked door. I'm willing to bet that that's the entrance to the facility. Requesting permission to subdue Roamer with such force as necessary."