[So let's set the scene, shall we? A bench, plus Tucker, plus Washington, plus Meta. Well, Meta isn't looking very good, actually she's pretty much unconscious and the only thing you can really see is some armor that looks like it might be Meta's, but there's really no one else's it could be. Also, Tucker is holding a very dismembered but still very armored leg that very obviously belongs to the Meta.
Wait. What?
She actually looks a bit worse for wear, and so does Wash, but he still has his helmet on and is kind of staring off into space like he isn't all there. Tucker has hers off, however, and is pretty splattered with blood but still looking like the cat that got the canary. Or the sim soldier that got the Freelancer's leg.]
So yeah. Still invincible. Still awesome. Still the fucking Loch Ness Monster of ass kicking. Still handin' down beat downs like they're goin' outta style.
Meta's... guess you'd call it neutralized. I'm out. [Then the feed clicks out.]
Theres something wrong with wash. He fucking crammed epsilon back in and now hes fucking spaced out and shit. Get the fuck over here. [And there's also a location ping. Looks like they're somewhere near a hospital.]
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