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"Maine cause he will cause the most damage then the twins cause North is pretty good with that sniper" Nevada took of towards Maine. She fired two shots at him. the first missed while the second hit very close to him but instead hit the cover next to him. "Come on then Maine, you wouldnt hit a girl would you." Maine began to run towards her "Ok, so i guess you would"
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Nevada scanned the arena. she looked to her left and right near the Blues starting area Maine and Florida beginning to make their way through the arena. "Iowa you ready to fuck shit up?"
"Amen to that bro." She said looking out at the viewing platform. "Lets do this"
Nevada loaded her DMR with the lockout rounds. "I'd like to quote the great William Shakespeare, but in all honesty i dont think he said it"
"I think we should try flanking, i mean im not quite sure about you guys but id rather stay away from Maine's front" Nevada joked. It really didnt matter where they attacked from they we up against a team from the Top 20 on the leaderboards. Maybe if they had a Solid plan then they could do it
Nevada had managed to push through into the Locker room as the last few stragglers made their way onto the viewing platform in the Arena. The voice came over the Loud Speakers again. "Todays match will be Last Team Standing. there will be 3 rounds and two teams of 6. The Line up for Red team will be Agents Iowa, Minnesota, Hawaii, Nevada, D.C and California. The Line up for Blue will be Agents North Dakota, South Dakota, Florida, Utah, Georgia and Maine. The Rules for todays match are, LockDown Rounds only, No Hand to Hand Combat and no Explosives. Good Luck Reds and Blues"
Nevada joked back on the comms "It was cool. would have been better were it not for the Rebels. Might go back there on Vacation, hahaha" she turned around to see if there was a way around the mass of people and saw Iowa. "right we should possibly get moving. dont want to keep the nice people waiting." she turned around and began pushing her way through to the locker room. "'scuse me, coming through. dont mind me ive got nowhere else to be. HEY watch it"
Nevada was sat in the barracks as the Announcement was made. she had literally just taken her helmet off. "Seriously, i know they want us on top of our game and everything but this is ridiculous" she made her way out of the barracks and into the hallway where she was swept away with the masses of staff and marines charging through. "Anyone else know how to get past this mob of people?" she said down the mic to the agent channel
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Aboard The Mother of Invention cruiser
Deep Space, Orbiting Luna, Near Earth
2552 A.D.
The Speakers throughout the Freelancer Cruiser blared a Message to the resting Freelancers who had Returned but 5 hours Ago from an Intelligence Operation on Luna. 'All Agents to the Training Room. Calling All Agents' this Message Repeated 10 times before cutting out. There was Silence aboard the Mother of Invention. A freelancer training session was a sight to behold for most of the staff and marines. Most of the staff made their way to the training room to watch the training unfold, if you listened close Enough you could here staff and marines alike reminiscing about sessions they had seen before. "Do you remember the time York hit South from across the arena that one time" an Officer might say and then a surge of people would begin arguing over what actually happened. It could be compared to that of Grifball matches with fans of each opponents fighting over who was the best.
The Freelancer team consisting of Nevada, California, Iowa, D.C, Minnesota and Hawaii had just returned from a scouting Operation on Draco V after a rebel group had started attacking UNSC and Draco V Military bases on the planets surface.
Deep Space, Orbiting Luna, Near Earth
2552 A.D.
The Speakers throughout the Freelancer Cruiser blared a Message to the resting Freelancers who had Returned but 5 hours Ago from an Intelligence Operation on Luna. 'All Agents to the Training Room. Calling All Agents' this Message Repeated 10 times before cutting out. There was Silence aboard the Mother of Invention. A freelancer training session was a sight to behold for most of the staff and marines. Most of the staff made their way to the training room to watch the training unfold, if you listened close Enough you could here staff and marines alike reminiscing about sessions they had seen before. "Do you remember the time York hit South from across the arena that one time" an Officer might say and then a surge of people would begin arguing over what actually happened. It could be compared to that of Grifball matches with fans of each opponents fighting over who was the best.
The Freelancer team consisting of Nevada, California, Iowa, D.C, Minnesota and Hawaii had just returned from a scouting Operation on Draco V after a rebel group had started attacking UNSC and Draco V Military bases on the planets surface.
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