Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Southern Hospitality. Enjoy the 2900-word chapter. I don't own Red vs Blue; Rooster Teeth and a few others do.
Tenn nor South seemed to be thrown for a loop, an idea that needed to be done, at all allowing themselves to relax… This bothered them, utterly unsure and unable to be thrown at the end of the day.
This would not let him relax and she seemed to be tired, utterly maddening at the time. She paused, relaxing more and more with such ideals.
They paused to look downwards, pausing to look at the shuttle in front of them, making them think for a second before they seemed to hum.
"Agents? This is where we part ways for now. either you come back, or you do not… We are dealing with it now." The director stated as he seemed to relax more before sighing to himself.
Tenn hummed and racked the shotgun in his hands, pausing to look at South who held a magnum with her battle rifle across her back.
She seemed to look downwards, resting her helmet in her hand before she would pause and then looked to the side. Tenn hummed, utterly relaxed.
He felt silent, unsure of himself before he relaxes more and more with a few seconds of silence.
"We are going to be going to war, sir. This will not be something to write home about anytime soon." Tenn stated before he paused and looked toward South. "Besides? If we win? We are not going to have seen the last of them today." Tenn stated before pausing and falling silent.
"Agent? This mission is not something to write home about it now… The more missions we get done? The sooner the rebels will be defeated. This is why we are throwing them into the next life." Tenn heard as South nodded.
Tenn nodded before he paused and sighed and cracked his fingers while she seemed oddly ready to be done and dusted… It would need to seem to relax.
They waited for the rest of their team would arrive. She seemed to be relaxing more and more, tiresome for now. Tenn would not relent; he would be utterly exhausted at the time being as she seemed to be done at the time.
Still? She would not be thrown off by their next move, pausing to hum and tap her fingers on her knees and then? She seemed to be thrown off before she rubbed at her temples.
"How is the leg?" South heard Tenn before she relaxed.
"I don't know what is going to be done for now?" Tenn said before South nodded.
Perhaps it seemed to be fun, perhaps she seemed to be relaxed and perhaps she was tired of now. The idea would seem to be ground through a paper shredder.
She did not want to seem to keep going, she did not want to pause her emotions that she could deal with for now.
This would be fun, something that would keep being fun more and more with such an ideal to try and figure something that it could be dealt with for now.
South hummed and crossed her fingers before she hummed once again at the time being. she drummed her fingers on her helmet, pausing to look at the Pelican.
She knew the plan; she had spent the entire time she had gotten ready loading her weapon to recite the plan. She wished only to get the show on the damn road.
Such a damn thing made it impossible for the soldier to get any rest. She knew damn well that the small team would be gunning, cutting through them like they were toys, she did not damn well wish to be here.
She looked at Tenn who held his helmet in his hands, running a hand through his spikey black hair which was as unkept as before. He did not seem to have an emotion in his ocean blue eyes, simply pain and a desire to keep growing and growing and growing.
Still? She and he knew there was a plan, an emotion to get through there. He did not worry, fret, or moan at all about it, he had dealt with it.
She would continue to doubt herself as she watched North, flanked by Wyoming and York. The small group knew damn well what was awaiting them and yet they were all going to be throwing themselves into the fire for very little reason and very few resources.
"About time, sleeping beauty seemed to wake up," South stated.
North gave a playful gesture that would have insulted most others. Not her, not simply because she just did not give a damn, but also because she just did not care. She wished only to retain that idea… There was something to be had, something amusing her to a degree.
Perhaps it was because it had been odd, perhaps it was due to the fact he knew her and wished only to help.
She did not want help, did not want his help at all. She had constantly damn well been unable to do a damn thing.
She looked over at Tenn whom for his part? Simply glanced at her, not angry and not damn well at all willing to do anything. He had paused, tired, and relaxed in his way.
There was just too damn much on the line, too damn much, and not at all enough for her to relax. it made her want to scream, to cut the entire place down knowing what was coming and dreading it, dreading the idea.
She wanted to be a soldier, she wanted to fight, cut through the damn chaff and wheat. She wanted on the frontlines to act according to her station.
Something about it? Something new to it all would not end. An idea that made him want to scream and cry with all the logic and suffering at the hands of the pain and suffering for now and it would be glorious for now and for good.
He would not be unable to deal with it, for now, an idea that kept making him grow, too tired and too worn down.
All of it paused… And all of it seemed to be utterly done and dusted for now… It would mean something, it had to mean something for now… An idea that placated his mind… He would cut through it like chaff through a sickle.
Perhaps he had seemed to grasp it but he would not, not yet… This would hurt a lot more people.
"So, do we have a mission or…" Tenn questioned, raising an eyebrow as he did so. "I don't know if we ever came up with a plan, have we?" Tenn asked before he raised an eyebrow.
"No, we did not… Because someone apparently cannot decide on a damn plan." Tenn heard from South as he sighed to pause and relaxed.
"We kinda need a plan… You guys know that, right?" Tenn stated before he paused to think. "There are a lot of things to punch out and we don't even have a game plan," Tenn stated before he sighed to himself in annoyance at the time being, it annoyed him.
Still? Both looked at the other, exhausted but it would be something to try and deal with for now, something else was to try and deal with for now.
She paused, looking at Tenn, and crossed her arms, knowing what the next plan was to try and end it all in something to keep thinking for now. She was a lot more to try with for the moment.
She paused to look at Tenn before now before they chaotically went tumbling into the madness.
"York can hit their reactor, screw with their systems… Then? We go to work… Him and Wash end up going to town on the guys upstairs… Me, South, Wyoming, and North punch through downstairs… Then we meet up, storm the bridge… Get our ass to the escape pods and get back here." Tenn stated as South snorted.
"I guess that is fair… Even if this is crap for now." South stated before she cocked her magnum and then looked around. "North? You do not get to be cannon fodder now… Feel special, yet?" South asked as she raised an eyebrow, reminding her brother.
"Yeah… You do not have to be so cold." North stated.
"I would if you didn't have to rag on me," South stated before she looked at Tenn. "I and Tenn will rip through the jackasses between us and the marker… North and Wyoming can sniper cover us from the upper levels… They will not expect a bigger assault on the lower decks over the upper ones… We are causing more damage." South stated to which Tenn hummed.
"Maybe," Tenn said before he sighed and planted his hands on his hips. "They expect anything bigger than what we have. We need to hit them fast and hard. We do not? They get more security. We do? they might end up erasing and locking down the damn ship… The more we push? The more they will push back and as much as I want to go screaming into chaos for now." Tenn stated before he sighed and paused and then looked to the side, too interested for now.
There was something for now. Tenn stayed silent, too ready to scream and to break for now when it all came down the line… All that he could do besides scream was break apart for now as he paused to try and think for now, too interested in an idea for now, and let it all bleed to the side.
There was just too much for him to enjoy such a thing, too much to deal with, so much that it hurt, too much to deal with… It felt odd, doing things like this, it felt odd, to begin with… Yet he managed. Because Tenn yawned, tired.
He hummed, too interested in things, interested in it all as South slipped her helmet over her head and looked around.
"So… There are a lot of things we must deal with… But this isn't going to be one of them." South said before Tenn hummed.
"What's the backup plan?" North asked before South hummed.
"It's a carrier, it's got shipping containers, right?" York asked as the others all shared looks. "Hitch a ride in the shipping containers… Space the cargo bay…. 479 can pick us up in space and fly us back…. It is not like space is going to kill us, our armor has enough oxygen for hours underwater and in space." York said as Tenn chuckled.
"Ok, that's a pretty badass plan," Tenn said before he nodded. "York? How about you lead the second team? I cannot imagine anyone else doing it." Tenn stated as North snorted.
He paused to think, to try to understand what was going on tomorrow… There was more of this, more to think of as North hummed, planting his helmet on his head.
"What am I? Chopped liver?" North asked to which South snorted.
"Which one of us has the fancy AI? You got something special, some of us must struggle." South said before Tenn looked at her. "I think North should go with York. Each group should have one sniper… Makes it fair… Plus we are going in guns blazing as soon as we show up, won't be able to deal with it." South stated before she sighed.
She paused to think of what was to try for now and then looked to the ground for now as she paused to let it all sink in… She had been thrown off, confused, and tired even when push came to shove… She wanted things that could not afford.
She knew at the end of the day for now, this was a lot more to try and deal with for now, too unable to deal with for now as she paused.
There was a lot more to try and deal with for now, unable to deal with it all again and again. She wanted it done and dusted now and for good reason.
Tenn sighed before looking to the side, he could tell what the mission was.
"If we do this? We do this right… Load up, this is going to be a long day." Tenn stated before looking at South. "You know we are going to get shot at the most, right? Because they are going to want us dead the most." Tenn said.
"Scared?" South asked with some amusement.
"No, only not happy to go chopping down rebels…. Not without a plan… That is what stupid people do." Tenn stated.
"We go in and shoot everyone who gets in the way," South stated.
"We are not bulletproof… I will watch your back, you watch mine. That is how it's going to be." Tenn stated.
"You know if you get in the way? I might shoot you… I will try not to." South stated. "I am kidding. I will do what I can. North? Kill as many on the bridge as you can… That will make it easier." South stated.
"Tenn? Keep her safe… Wouldn't want my sister's boyfriend to not kick ass." North joked.
"I'll kick your teeth in if you call him my god*** boyfriend," South stated.
"Easy…" Tenn heard as they slowly started to board the pelican. "Keep her safe, Tenn. She has to brag about it to the ship and the easier we do that? The better." Tenn heard.
"Let's go…" South heard as the pelican slowly yet surely left the hanger.
Tenn hummed, the pelican slowly yet surely belching itself from the hanger as Wyoming and York looked at them.
"So, going to go out on a limb and say most of us don't like or even care about the other?" Tenn heard.
"I care enough to point out we're going into hell… Everyone gets their jobs done then meet back… Thruster packs aren't going to be much help." Tenn stated before he shook his head.
Did he know more and more about that if anything? They'd be going to hell anyway, their goal was not so simple, it would never be so simple because they knew they were going to war, all of them would be dropping into the midst of a war knowing what was coming and what was going.
If they fought? They'd die, if they did not? They would end up going to hell in a handbasket… Most of them denied this.
So much was going down and so much had to be dealt with one way or another. They fought or died on this terrain and that was fine to him… Fine to them all, for they had ZERO way to dig themselves out from the hole when they got into it.
Perhaps it was too better to have been dealing with such a thing, it was chaotic enough to be thrown for a loop to the end.
If anything? He knew what was coming and was ready to see it all come down to it… There was more to this when it came to an end once more.
This would not be too thrown off for now when it came to that…. So much had been done to try and fix it, he knew this well enough as they waited for the next mission was going on and that wouldn't change, it would never change.
South and Tenn cocked their guns, preparing for the mission and knowing what was going on. The two were silent, even amused to a way which wouldn't go away, for now, either way.
Perhaps it was just enough for the two to be silent as the pelican passed into space.
"So… What happens when we get off this ship?" South heard.
"We get picked up, there was a lot more to try and deal with for now, old man… Like us fighting to the death." South stated.
"We're killing everyone aboard either way. Either we do it directly or we still end up taking the ship offline…. It'd be impossible not to remember that." Tenn stated.
Tenn said nothing, knowing what was coming next… Even if he couldn't talk about it? He'd be prepared for whatever needed to come.
South was silent, knowing exactly what was going on. She could speak of no such idea, knowing what their next goal would be at the end of the day, even knowing what was going on and knowing the next maneuver was crucial.
He paused and thought of it for now… He could only guess what was going on, he wouldn't falter for that and he knew it to the end of the day.
"We're going in hot." They heard.
"So, anyone get out of these things in good condition?" South heard from Tenn. "You don't want to know to be honest. There is a lot of death in the galaxy already." Tenn stated.
He hadn't been unable to try and deal with this for now, knowing what was going on before he clicked his fingers and then looked to the ground.
Author Notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be delayed for now. The next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will be 900-6500 words and show more and more of both South and Tenn fighting the enemy. Until then, Lighting Wolf is out!