Arknights: Starsfall I

Chapter 41

"Allow me to introduce myself"

700 Miles away from point SV

"Alright listen up Marines!" Came a thundering voice from all of their communicators. "Soon we will be marching real fucking blind into a city we know very little about." That strict voice reminded them. "We have no idea what's out there, we have no ideas WHO is even there. All we know, its mostly depopulated, there is a lot of land for us to use out there, and its perfect beachfront property for us."

A murmur went up in each of the transports, but the voice pierced back through. "Do not try and pull any heroics, we cannot be having that when we don't even have the CIA able to help us. But what we do know is this."

"We are Marines damnit! We send souls to GOD for payment and the right to do what we do! We are the Devils of every possible theater! And we will NOT be intimidated by the Unknown, Understood?!"

On the communicators, collective yells was the response to the voice.

"Aye sir!"

"Let's kick some ass!"

"Understood commander!"

The voice on the line was smiling, dare say chuckling a little.

"Alright Marines, let's nail any fuckers we see!"

"Oorah!"

Somewhere near the water, a lone figure sits, and calmly. In the distance, lies the remains of a once great and once bustling city. There is no signs of this same prosperity now, for it seems to be forever dead. Desolate like the desert, although the ocean kissed it.

And at its edge, this figure sits. Holding an instrument not too dissimilar to a harp. This person seemed at peace. Resting silently and looking towards the vast and wide ocean. An ocean that was still dark, and an ocean that still held many mysteries.

They stared, and they stared, and they stared. Looking as if in a trance, and thinking on their next move.

And then, as if there was nothing to interrupt them...

She sings.

Cellinia Texas
Rhodes Island Airpad

After getting off the craft, Texas and the others swiftly found themselves being sent on the way to the Multi-Purpose room. Yato and Noir Korne were there to get them going. "Lets go," Noir ushered, helping Project Red and Mudrock out, while Yato said nothing, waving her arms to usher them in.

Ramirez didn't seem bothered, and neither was his crew. Dunn and Carmen was in an argument.

"East Coast's better!"

"No, West Coast Best Coast!"

"Ladies ladies," Jonathon came in, his hands on their shoulders, "We all know the Midwest is the best, yes?"

Carmen and Dunn looked at each other, scowling, before looking at him, "Shut up, Tornado Alley."

Jonathon faked hurt at this, "Oh my fragile heart." He then hit them both on the head, causing the Coast vs Central vs Coast argument. Ramirez and Lana just watched and found it funny. Texas and the operators that were walking with them, looked at each other. Blaze then eyed Exusiai, who was laughing alongside Ramirez. She noticed the feline looking at her and waved her off.

"It's some American thing, we won't get it," she reassured, laughing a little more when Lana began to laugh. Project Red eyed her tail again.

Texas began to usher the groups much faster, finishing the Pocky she was eating before placing another on her lips, "Let's go, elevators to the MPR are not far." Once the door to the inside open, the large corridors of the Mobile City welcomed them again. Slightly more lively than last time.