Chairman: Dear Director.
Fade in to a base with barricades and people behind them
Chairman: We can all understand that the shift from autonomy to oversight can be a difficult adjustment for anyone, but especially someone of your standing. In that spirit, we have attempted to accommodate your brief explanations to our serious inquiries. Nonetheless, I feel compelled to inform you, that even our trust has its limits.
Cut to Washington talking with a Private dressed all in black
Private: Sorry Sir, those are my orders. No-one can approach the crash site. You can't come in. Sorry.
Washington: I need to see that ship. Check my clearance if you need to.
Private: I know sir, but, it won't matter. They said I can't let anybody in. Anybody.
Washington: I have orders from Command, Private.
Private: So do I. These came from the Director himself. ...Look sir, I'd- I'd like to help you, I really would, but this investigation thing... apparently they've started talking to people within the Recovery force. Now everything's getting locked down. You get Command to call me and tell me different, I can let you in. Until then, there's nothing I can do. You can use Red Base if you wanna make some calls. That facility's already been swept.
Washington: Fine, I understand.
Washington walks back to Church, Shawn, Thea and Caboose.
Washington: *sigh* We have a problem.
Caboose: I hope it isn't a math problem.
Shawn: Yeah, math sucks.
Washington: They've got the crash site locked down.
Church: Oh great. We couldn't have found that out on the radio? We had to walk here?
Thea: Calm down Church.
Washington: They said we could use this base if we want.
Church: Wow, the empty concrete base? Is it our birthday?
Caboose: I want cake.
Shawn: I hope it's vanilla with chocolate icing.
Church: Can't we find somewhere nicer to hang out? Hey maybe there's like a, cool nightclub nearby that you can't get us in to either. That would be awesome.
Thea: I don't feel like going to another night club after what almost what happened to me.
Washington: Shawn I read your file, your a demolition expert?
Shawn: Yep.
Washington: Great, I'm gonna need your help.
Church: What're gonna do in the meantime?
Washington: You three just, stay here. Me and Shawn will go draw off the guards. When we give you the signal, use that grav-lift.
Church: The what? How do we use it?
Washington: Just step into it. It'll do the rest. Meet us at the ship.
Thea: I heard that they were still being tested.
Washington: You'll be fine.
Church: Okay, what's the signal?
Church turns around, and Washington and Shawn already gone
Church: God dammit, I hate when they do that.
Thea: It does get annoying.
Caboose: When they do wha- hey! Where's Agent Washington?
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Red vs blue (female OC) season 6
FanfictionTex is gone and the reds and blues have been relocated but sarge and Thea stayed behind at blood gulch. A new enemy has risen from the shadows. Agent Washington has recruited the Blues and Thea to help him stop the foe and secrets are revealed to Th...
