This is basically dabbles of Kimball saying Ruby quotes.

"Miss Kimball," Doyle said after they left the Reds and Blues and returned to Kimball's meeting room to discuss more on the matter of Fed and News treaty and Chorus going to war with an UNSC Chairman, "I believe a proper handshake is in order for our alliance. We are going to see each other on friendly terms so we might as well be acquainted as comrades." Doyle unclipped his helmet, his dark brown helmet hair tousled and he offered a gentleman smile, "Donald Doyle, please to have you, well not attacking my army."

"I'm glad that we're no longer fighting as well, Doyle," Kimball took off her helmet, her black bangs framing her brown and scarred face, "Vanessa Kimball, ready to fight by your side for our plant."

She out stretched her hand for a handshake that Doyle accepted but his focus was on her face.

Doyle's brows scrunched together, "I didn't think you'd look so young, you look like you're in your early twenties!"

"Well, I've been in this army for a long time," Kimball placed her helmet on the panel table of the room with Doyle following her action. "By the time I became the leader of the New Republic, I didn't think of myself, I thought of the younger soldiers that needed a leader when our previous ones died trying."

"You've endured a lot, I always knew that war has hardships on both sides but," Doyle sighed, placing his hands on the panel, on screen was various of documents of the war and low resources of the New Republic before the treaty, "I was never ready to accept the reality of war, how anyone I met could just die the next day. This position was given to me and I did take as much responsibility as I possibly can but I am not a soldier. You on the other hand, Kimball, you are both a fighter and a leader."

She only smiled at the complimenting words, her eyes scanning the article of the Reds and Blues and how it reminds her of their first meeting, "What are you trying to do? Make me blush?"

Kimball chuckled at Doyle's baffled expression, stuttering, "What? No, never, this is strictly professional Kimball!"

"Relax, I'm only teasing. I've been around Tucker," she said, as if that explains everything.

"Ah yes, Private Tucker," Doyle coughed in attempt to regain his composure, "Agent Washington once mentioned his um behavior."

"He's not as bad as you think he is," Kimball shrugged, "It only took threatening him to radioactive lake to get him to stop flirting with me."

At the corner of her eye, Doyle almost looked sacred of her, "Um well, you can certainly take care of yourself and an army for the matter, your soldier must idolize you like the Reds and Blues."

"I wouldn't know that, I'm just a normal person with normal knees."

There was a brief silence when Doyle asked, "That was a joke of how Doctor Grey amputates my soldiers correct?"

"Yeah, Tucker told me about her. She seems like a nice lady."

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