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The pebble coast was an interesting place. Thanks to the hotter weather it seemed like there were more creatures that were spending their time around there. The last time he had approached it to actually be there, had been when Carolina had walked off in the middle of the night. Meaning that he was going to end up following her because he considered the group that they were in still a threat to them if they weren't careful enough. The first time that he had thoroughly checked it had been when Carolina appeared on the beach. He hadn't expected a former coworker to arrive in such a place but it was still something that he was going to have to end up considering. the Freelancer needed to check all the places to make sure that there was nothing that he would end up missing. There were other Freelancer's on the table that he didn't know about. They needed to be able to acquire their gear, and they still needed to find armor for Carolina since she was going to end up needing it for protection later on. Freelancers always managed to attract trouble, and that had just been true when they were humans as well. So he didn't think all that much about it when everything went down during the program because there was always something new basically every day that wanted them dead. Washington was slowly starting to get used to whatever the hell happened in this place. Everything was still strange to him being a human and everything, but he was getting to the point where he wasn't really starting to question anything. But that didn't mean that he believed what was happening either.

So far there were few animals that had managed to even gain his trust in a place like this. The one that he could speak to without any worry was probably Imperia and only her. Washington was making his usual patrols during the day, as it seemed like there was when more people arrived on the likes of the territory. The Freelancer heard voices that he didn't recognize and began to make his way over toward what he was hearing. He wasn't capable of picking up scents thanks to the helmet that he wore on his face, but after Theta appeared he was trying his best to track down the AI and it was extremely exhausting. He stopped a little bit of a distance away from the group, his hidden golden gaze landing on the white domestic. What did that make now? Four white cats? He was going to have to figure out what features make them different from one another. Wait. this one had two different colored eyes. That would make his life easier. The armored smilodon wasn't exactly the most welcoming, because those that arrived weren't exactly his job to worry about as he had his own missions to deal with. He shuffled his dark grey paws before speaking. "Agent Washington." The Freelancer would introduce himself curtly and calmly like he usually did. Although, there was no emotion behind his voice, and no one could see his face thanks to the helmet that he wore. The lion-sized animal would wait for a couple of moments on whether or not he was going to leave or stay. "speech"