making them weary. The women of the blue base, including Lois Greenberg, had taken to bunking together, especially after a few words from Tucker. The four rooms were arranged so that Church and Tucker would be in the same room, much to both of their displeasure.
"What?" Tucker waved his arms in the air. "Five chicks and CABOOSE is the ONLY one to get a girl in bed with him? Aw, fuck this!"
"Goodnight, Director, Tucker. See you two in the morning." Holly undid her hair and let the golden curls kiss her shoulders in a sexy bounce. Caboose followed close behind, not from testosterone, but from the need of sleep.
They laid down, and fell to the sweet promises of sweet dreams quickly.
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Agent Alaska was a proven Freelancer. Once the hospital cleared her for duty, she set about getting a partner. She wasn't allowed a mission list until she had one, and she was determined to get to the top of the board. After all, if you weren't on the board, you didn't matter.
"Is there anyone available to team up with me?" she looked about the locker room. York was shining his new helmet, careful to leave no smudges. Maine and Washington were always a team, she knew that much. North and South Dakota were already locked in together. They had to be; they were siblings, for God's sake! Tex didn't work with others. Well, no one really wanted to work with her anyway. She was a bit of a bitch, to be honest.
"You might want to check the other states. I hear Nevada is available." Washington was always there to lead her in the right direction.
"EW, have you talked to the guy? He's a total dick," Alaska wasn't interested in him. Maybe she would check out what contacts were left. She waved goodbye over her shoulder as she went to the leader board. Beside every active agent besides Texas, there was a small icon. It was either red or blue, depending on their activities as of late, wether they were fit for duty. She ignored both of these, and went for the blank spaces in between. Her pickings were slim. Only Nevada, New Hampshire, herself, Louisiana, Iowa, and Ohio. For some reason, her eyes lingered on Ohio. She'd never been to the real state, she had no real clue as to how it came to pass that she pressed her finger to the name.
A small file about Agent Ohio popped up from her touch. The picture provided shed little light towards the identity, as the standard blue helmet was in place. Apparently, the person was a guy who had family on the moon. That was some expensive real estate, especially since only half of the moon was habitable, even after the air lock system in place. He was a sniper by trade, and very skilled with mechanics. All in all, a really smart guy. He hadn't seen any field action as of late because he was always stuck doing the reconnaissance missions, and lately they were deemed unnecessary due to Texas stepping in and having full information already.
"Am I really that interesting?" a voice whispered in her ear.
"Oh God!" Alaska slammed herself into the screen, cracking it. "Don't scare me like that!"
A tall man in blue armor stood before her. His helmet was off, showing his light blonde hair sweeping across his forehead. His blue eyes matched his armor, and they shone with glee.
"Sorry. It's kind of fun." he held out his hand to shake. "Hi, I'm Agent Ohio. But you can call me Caboose."