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New Republic Base
Rebel Medic: He's waking up.
Tucker opens his eyes. As he gets up, he sees Felix and a New Republic medic, who wears the standard New Republic armor replaced with purple trims, staring at him.
Felix: Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy now. You've been knocked out for a while. Just take it easy, there's nothing to worry about. You're safe, Tucker.
Tucker: Ugh, what?
Felix: You took a rock to the back of the head. Good news is, we made it back to base undetected.
Tucker: Back to base?
Felix: Welcome to the New Republic.
Outside of the room, a tank motors by as the underground base scampers with military activity.
Tucker: Felix, what the fuck is going on? Where is everyone?
Felix: They're up in the main compound.
Tucker: Well what about everyone else? What about Sarge? What about Wash?
Medic: Umm... I'm gonna go.
Felix: Thanks, doc.
The medic leaves.
Tucker: Dude, do not fuck with me right now.
Felix: We had to leave them, Tucker.
Tucker: What?
Felix: Look, the Feds were closing in. If we stayed any longer they would have taken you too.
Tucker: No! That's bullshit!
Felix: That's war, Tucker! Not everyone makes it back! You guys put up a good fight. I can see why Kimball wanted you.
Tucker: Who the fuck is Kimball?
Kimball: I am.
Tucker turns to Kimball, who wears the standard helmet of the New Republic with cobalt trims and a light blue visor, along with tan Commando left shoulder, GUNGNIR right shoulder, War Master torso, Contoured forearms, and Ricochet legs, all with cobalt trims as well.
Kimball: Vanessa Kimball, leader of the New Republic. I'm very glad to meet you. I wish it were under better circumstances.
Tucker: Uh, yeah.
Kimball: Your friends are waiting for you up near the mess hall. It's just north of here. Why don't you go catch up? We'll talk later.
Tucker: Yeah.
Tucker leaves. Felix follows him out, before stopping next to Kimball. They watch Tucker leave together.
Kimball: This isn't all of them. You're not getting paid the full amount.
Felix: I know.
Kimball: You're lucky you're getting paid at all.
Felix: I know!
Kimball: Are they as good as we hoped?
Felix: I think so. Either that, or they're just really lucky.
Kimball: Well they probably don't feel very lucky.
Kimball leaves. You, Caboose, Grif, Simmons, and Weiss chat outside the closed mess hall.
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