A familiar female Russian voice speaks from behind you.
"Count me in."
You turn to see Gwen, in her trademark Crimson coat. She was leaning against a wall, her arms crossed.
"Good song, by the way."
English
-
He nods. "Good to have you there. As for the song, I dunno why, but I've always liked Earth music."
-
"Me as well. Ever heard of a band called Tool?"
-
"Yeah...not as much of fan of Tool though."
-
"We all have our preferences. So when is this mission going underway?"
-
"Hopefully later today, depends on how the team is feeling, spy satilite reports, that kind of thing. You'll be notified when it's starting."
-
"Good. It's been too long since I've kicked some Fed ass."
-
He nods. "We all feel the same."
-
"So what happens after we defeat the Feds?"
-
"We make a new government, and grow from there. The people will have more power than the government, that's my biggest concern."
-
"Not one for politics."
-
"Neither am I, but when we win, somebody will have to take over. Hell if I know who..."