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I can't believe this place is managing not to fall apart for once... I'd better enjoy it while it lasts. Though at the same time... ugh. I need something to do. -
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It had been a habit once upon a time; jump in the teleporter, go for a ride - intelligence-gathering, maybe, or just getting a change of scenery for all that helped him. Still, it'd been some time since Simmons had investigated the insides of Red Base ( Read more... ) -
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Something was... different... as Simmons walked into his quarters. This wasn't how he'd left them. He'd seen the inside of that room so many times, he could see anything that was out of place.
And a lot was.
Not least, the piece of paper left on the bunk. He blinked, walked over, and picked it up - only to wish he hadn't.
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Another night in the comm room, attempting to tap into the Red channels just so he could get a letter home to his family. So much he hadn't told them. Yeah, everything's fine, everything's quiet. Not a word of what he'd become, not a word of what he'd done. Small talk, innocent, just another message from just another battlefield ( Read more... ) -
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Well, I was not expecting that to happen. Seems I'm not the only member of the nuts-and-bolts club down here. Except Lopez, but god knows where he is ( Read more... ) -
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The idea was preying far too much on Simmons' mind. Cap'd only mentioned it briefly; it was only a possibility, nothing certain ( Read more... ) -
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...so, this is it. Could be it.
Huh.
Yeah, it's not like it's even my red team any more. Not if Sarge isn't there. How far did he ever promote Donut, anyway?
How many of them are there? Never looks to be that busy, from what I've seen. We've got them outnumbered any day.
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This really wasn't how Simmons had planned to spend the day. What he'd thought about doing was maybe taking the tank for a spin, seeing if there was anything he could do to the systems, maybe taking the circuits out that Sheila'd used for the holographic projector ( Read more... ) -
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... I was not expecting this to happen. It was just an experiment ( Read more... ) -
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...again. Time to see how long it lasted this time, Simmons thought, pulling the final disk out of the comm room computer. No physical damage, but the software? He'd had to completely reformat, reinstall, reprogram and generally reconstruct the entire thing from scratch ( Read more... )