Lost But Not Forgotten

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Medic: (muffled) He's waking up.

Tucker opens his eyes and sees Doomguy, Felix and a New Republic medic staring at him. Tucker attempts to sit up, but Doomguy stops him.

Felix: Woah woah woah, 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.

Tucker: Slade, Felix, what the fuck is going on...where is everyone?

Felix: Grif, Simmons, and Caboose are up in the main compound.

Tucker: Well what about everyone else? What about Sarge? What about Wash?

Medic: Umm... I'm gonna go.

The medic leaves.

Felix: Thanks, doc.

Tucker: Dude, do not fuck with me right now.

Rho: (appears with his head lowered) We... left them behind, 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?

???: I am.

Doomguy, Rho, and Tucker see a female Rebel with a blue visor and accents on her armor.

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.

Doomguy extends his hand to Tucker and the aqua soldier takes it, getting yanked up from the bed. Rho disappears as Tucker and Doomguy exit the medical bay.

Kimball: 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.

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Caboose, Grif, and Simmons are outside the closed mess hall.

Simmons: It's a small rebel army, Grif.

Grif: It's poor customer service!

Simmons: You were eating everything!

Grif: I'm an emotional eater! What can I say?

Doomguy and Tucker approach them.

Caboose: Slade? Tucker?

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