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 and Caboose
Washington: *sigh* We have a problem.
Caboose: I hope it isn't a math problem.
Will: Not that type of problem Caboose.
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?
Alex: At lest we didn't waste gas.
Washington: They said we could use this base if we want.
Church: Wow, the empty concrete base? Is it our birthday?
Will: And it has nothing interesting in it.
Caboose: I want cake.
Alex: It's not actually our birthday.
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.
Washington: You four just, stay here. I'll go draw off the guards. When I give you the signal, use that grav-lift.
Will: I thought the grav-lifts were prototypes.
Alex: I heard one guy was launched and was turend into a pancake.
Caboose: What kind of pancake?
Washington: It is out of beta most prototypes are unstable we installed this one recently but I suggest you be careful before you end up like Nevada so just wait for my signal.
Church: The what? How do we use it?
Will: Who's Nevada.
Washington: Just step into it. It'll do the rest oh and Nevada he was sent though one of the grav-lifts and he used a buster and crashed into a car ans caused an explosion. Meet me at the ship.
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Red vs Blue season 6/ Reconstruction male OC
FanfictionA year has passed since Tex left Blood Gulch the reds and blues have been relocated and agent Washington needs to find them in order to defeat the Meta. And Washington will have to trust somebody who shot him in the back along with the reds and blue...
