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Devin lay under the warthog, his feet the only thing visible to anyone who would pass by. his helmet, along with a multitude of tools lay around the vehicle as the Sergeant was making a full maintenance haul of the LAV. Devin scooted out from under the vehicle, careful not to bump his head as he stood. He gave a yawn and stretched before rubbing his face, smearing grease along his right cheek. Devin rubbed his hands off on a rag before jumping into the drivers seat of the vehicle and starting it. "Purrs like a kitten" He said with a smirk before turning the vehicle off and leaning back in the seat. Devin gave another yawn as he slowly shut his eyes, feeling he'd earned a nap.

Devin opened his eyes and climbed out of the warthog before grabbing his helmet. Instead of putting it on he simply held it in his hand and followed the offending shouting. "Hey Cap'n, are we announcing everything to the blues now or have you just not strained your voice for the fifteenth time today in an attempt to break your old record?"

Devin shrugged "If you say so sir, uh the warthogs up and running now so let's try not to jump it and destroy the suspension and snap the fuel lines.......again. I'll get to work on the mongoose that needs an oil change unless you need me for something else"

Agent Florida waded through the water, finally hitting the surface. His helmet emerged from the top, brushing aside water and letting the HUD shine in the sun. He walked towards Valhalla's landscape, rising inch by inch out of the water. Finally, his boots stepped on dry land. "Hmm... the Red Base?" Florida thought as he stepped closer to the base. His arms hung by his side as he approached to two Reds standing a distance from the Warthog of the base. Florida stood a small amount of space from them. Finally, after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Reds... I am Agent Florida. Where are the Blues?" On the mention of Blue Team, Agent Florida cracked his knuckles and smirked under his gleaming EVA helmet.

"Whoa, whoa, hold it Red," Agent Florida said calmly, raising his hands up, "I didn't come to fight. And I wasn't ordered. I've been... napping out there in the ocean for a while now in a lifeboat. They've been holding me out there for undisclosed reasons since I arrived near Valhalla. I think that the last group of Reds and Blues that were here hired me. I was almost dispatched by the authority that brought me here, but their fire to take out my lifeboat only took out its engines. I stopped short of these bases and landed a distance underwater. I've been down there for months... maybe even years... running off if its life support systems. When they gave out, I woke up. It's taken me a couple of days to walk up here." Agent Florida lowered his hands, making sure his weapons were still holstered on him and had their safety on. "Like I said, I'm not here to fight. I refuse to fight an honest Red."

"I'd be grateful if you did." Agent Florida leaned against the side of the Red Base and looked back out towards the water. The sun continued to shine bright on the top of his helmet and he pulled a small rock out of his shoulder armor.

"That's fine with me, Red. I can stay wherever. As long as we can get to the Blues some time soon. I have steam to blow off."