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Suiteheart wasn't sure what placed her in the Ascendants. Blistered and aching paws had crossed thousands of miles, and somehow, she ended up here. She liked to play it on fate. Fate had controlled her very move thus far, so who was to say it did not push her to the group of the stars?

"I'm Suiteheart," the white feline introduced as she came to a halt beside Myliu and Hazel. She offered the newcomer a lopsided grin. Pimostra was extremely large compared to the rest of those gathered, which was an interesting case. As someone who was a polar bear at one time, she could relate.

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Freelancers. They were all part of one central group. They had once been close enough to even be considered the likes of a family with how long they had ended up working together. Washington himself had been the rookie when he had joined the project that had plenty of other soldiers already registered and ready to go. Being a rookie meant that he wasn't treated all with that much respect, but he was good enough to actually end up on the leaderboard. Which was a big deal when there were 49 other soldiers that he was going to have to compete again for the spot. He wasn't really competing like some of his comrades though, as he was just there to help better the lives of the human race during the time of the Great War. He knew that the humans were losing and that they needed another different strategy to keep themselves alive.

He thought after reading what the project was about that this was going to be his best bet and so he had applied to join the group. Signing his life away for the second time since when he joined the military for the first time right out of high school. Washington didn't know what he was really getting himself into, but his show of skill prevailed to the Director and showed him that he was more than capable. Sure, the entrance exam into the project nearly killed him but he was used to working under pressure and used to working while he was injured. He had no reason to really worry for his life because it just meant that he was going to have to push himself further to get the job done. He was able to grow and actually be himself instead of hiding the personality he had while he was in the UNSC military.

He was allowed to crack jokes with even the best of the Agents, specifically Carolina herself. Everything had been perfectly fine until Agent Texas had arrived on a day after a couple missions that they had gone on. No one knew where she came from, it just seemed like she came out of thin air. He had been impressed the first time he saw her, mistaking Texas for being a male until he was corrected by South. Texas was able to take on Wyoming, Maine, and even York. But it was also the same day that York lost an eye when they were going against her. Not that it was necessarily her fault as she had saved his life that day by locking his armor up. It was then that everyone started to be competitive, fighting for the approval of the man that started the project. Washington wasn't one of them. He was satisfied with his position and never really attempted to climb the rankings. A tension grew between the likes of Texas and Carolina to the point where they would almost willing to kill each other.

It was hard to watch as everyone that used to interact with one another in a family manner started to break apart as they now suddenly needed to prove themselves to one man. Then when the AI's came into being, it made the situation harder as everyone needed them for some reason. Washington had wished that he had never gotten his, as it had revealed the truth of what Texas actually was. No wonder she was so good at fighting in the first place. The Freelancer knew that even now if he got into a fight with the female he would most certainly lose despite him being slightly bigger than her. The armored smilodon hadn't been in the best of conditions recently. Dealing with his new hallucinations that came up on Tex's arrival, and he still had his broken leg. Not to mention that Carolina had died only for her to come back to life. Something that didn't exactly happen either. Washington was going through a lot, and he would be lying if he said that he was exhausted.

It was during the day that he went on his solo patrols checking to see if there were any Freelancers that would approach this outpost. Considering that Texas had arrived, it just meant that there were more that were going to follow. He had been avoiding the female, and he hadn't exactly kept track of her whereabouts. If she wanted to destroy the Ascendants, then that was up to her as he wouldn't be able to stop her. He blinked his hidden gaze as he heard voices and began to make his way over, only to see.... a large cat. One that looked like a simple domestic cat that was just incredibly large, almost as tall as he was. Well... he certainly wasn't expecting that, but he had seen weirder things here. Everything almost seemed to be supersized, and the majority of the animals that lived here were felines. The pain started in his head again, and he caught sight of Agent Texas out of the corner of his eye, and his body language seemed to immediately change.

His jaw clenched behind his dark grey armor as he came to stop a little bit of the distance from everyone else, especially Agent Texas. He was barely able to catch the cats name, but it was obvious that she wasn't one of them and therefore no extensive introductions were needed. "Agent Washington." Washington said in a tense tone, as if he was saying it through clenched teeth as if he was experiencing some sort of pain. His metal armor was almost identical to the model that Agent Texas was wearing, his was just slightly modified to fit his more muscular body and it was a different color. A yellow stripe running down the middle of his helmet and his shoulder pieces were also yellow. The fur that he did have being slightly darker than the rest of his armor, almost as if his fur was imitating the undersuit he used to wear as a human. One thing that few people knew, was that the rest of the Freelancers now were no longer friends, and probably never would be. They were torn apart, and they didn't know who to trust anymore. "speech"