In Amelia's office, she was as usual doing paperwork while sitting on a chair next to a table. As she was busy with her work, she was feeling a bit concerned regarding the argument that Rodeo and Jeff had, whether this will affect their teamwork in some way since Rodeo's gang is now an MTF team and each member in a team needs to be cooperative with others and if one is not cooperating with the other then the team itself cannot function properly.
Once Amelia lets out a sigh, thinking there would be a solution, she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Once her words were heard, the door opened and it was Green.
"Hey Amelia." He called out.
"Thomas. What brings you here?" Amelia asked.
"Oh you know just checking how the one I love is doing."
Amelia chuckled, "I'm fine Thomas, just a bit concerned."
"Is it regarding Rodeo and Jeff's argument?"
Standing up from her chair, Amelia approached him and said, "Rodeo is now handling an MTF team and every member needs to be cooperative. But if not, then a team can't function properly, and we know how bad that might affect him and his team."
"Yeah you're right. Let's just give them some time and they will settle their differences with each other eventually."
"....Yeah." Amelia nodded. But then, she looks at Green with another concerned look, "You know Green, ever since we captured Gustav a day back well..."
"Go on."
"I've been more cautious with the new staff that are showing up and making sure that none of them are another Gustav or should I say a wolf in sheep's clothing. When Jeff talked about his past and regarding trust, I knew what he meant. Thomas, I blindly trusted Gustav and he kept on giving every information that we have regarding Scps to the Chaos Insurgency. We almost let him get what he wants, because we trusted him and now I'm starting to question the people I work with whether they are really on our side or just pretending to be."
Placing his comforting hands on both her shoulders, Green replied assuredly, "I know, you have every right to be worried. We all didn't expect Gustav to be a Chaos Insurgency mole and everyone is having concerns regarding who they should trust. If they try to pull a stunt, we stop them just like how we did a day back."
"Green, everyday goes by here and when days pass by, something always happens and I know we can stop them. I'm just... scared what twists and turns might come in the future. I know I'm not alone but the fact that Gustav could have killed all of us... or you."
Immediately, Green hugs her and she hugs him back.
"I'm not gonna go anywhere anytime soon, Amelia. I've survived the worst and came back to you."
"I know you won't, it's just things are getting more chaotic these days especially with Stands involved."
"Yeah." Green smiled before he and Amelia separated. But then, he asked, "So have the nightmares stopped?"
"Yes and no. After that incident, it's been going more haywire but bearable to some degree at least. But whenever I'm with you at least, the nightmares do stop."
"Then maybe we should be close to each other all the time at work, including at home as well." He said jokingly.
"Oh shut up." Amelia said, rolling her eyes annoyingly.
Green chuckles once more, "You always get annoyed by my jokes. It's cute."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, a little bit at least."
"Of course."
They then looked at each other with soft smiles, and at the next moment, they both gave a loving kiss to each other. But at that moment, they heard a knock on the door and quickly broke away from the kiss.
"Someone always needs to interfere with the moment." Green said in an annoyed tone.
"Let's have our moment later."
Letting out a sigh, Green nods and once they both break away from the hug, Amelia calls out.
"Come in."
The door opened and surprisingly, it was the Spy, alongside Carson & Simmons standing behind him just to make sure he doesn't pull any stunt.
"Dr. Buck, I wish to talk about my gear. I want them back." Spy requested.
"We're not gonna give your gear unless the site director gets an order from the O5 to give it back to you. So no."
"I see. Anyways Jeff and Rodeo are in the cafeteria and well, they are giving each other the silent treatment. They just look at each other for one second and then look away. I'm just letting you know."
"Okay..."
"Also Director Jones wishes to see you in his office regarding Queen's Requiem." Simmons added.
"Alright. Thank you Agent Simmons."
Once they were done, Spy, Carson and Simmons left the office.
"I'll follow them just in case he tries to pull off something." Green said as he moved towards the door.
"Alright. Just be careful."
"I will."
Smiling, Amelia kisses his right cheek as he leaves the office while she heads for Zolgamax Jones office.
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Shifting to the site director's office, Director Jones was going through some files while sitting on a chair next to a table as usual until he heard the door open, raising his head, he saw only Amelia.
"You called me, Site Director?" She asked.
"Yes Dr. Buck. Please take a seat."
Sitting on a chair like he said, Jones began to speak, "Now the reason I called you here is regarding Queen's Requiem and a little info I got from the O5 regarding Gustav's blood relative. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Let's start with Queen's Requiem first because I will be involved with them a bit more according to what the file mentioned."
"Alright then. As you already know Rodeo and his gang are now an MTF team and every MTF team requires state of the art gear and weapons. So I got a message from the O5 saying that MTF team Tau-5 aka 'Samsara' are gonna provide some technological armor and gear from their side to Queen's Requiem. It could help them in the long run."
"That's... quite resourceful of them." Amelia murmured, feeling slightly surprise on the O5 of them sending highly advanced technology to the Stands, especially from the famous Mobile Task Force Tau-5, codenamed 'Samsara', a special operations task force in the size of a platoon, though most of their information are highly classified to lower level staffs, they are known in the higher level of being Immortal cyborg clones created from the flesh of a dead god and use experimental Foundation weaponry.
"Yes, and also they will send some engineers as well to keep their gear maintained just in case it breaks down or requires repairs. And regarding the Spy, how is he adjusting with the team?"
"He's adjusting well although it's gonna take some time for us to, you know, trust him a little bit but it was Rodeo's choice and I helped him with the contract as well."
"I'm surprised that you were able to get him on our side. But we need all the help we can get I suppose."
"True. When will the gear arrive?"
"By 11 AM today. Now regarding Gustav blood relatives. Surprisingly his father was an O5 Founding member."
"What?!" Amelia exclaimed as her eyes widened in absolute shock.
"It's true, and after doing more interrogations on Gustav, we found out he works very deep with the Chaos Insurgency and he mentioned something about 'Project Jaeger'. But he didn't elaborate on the project any further. We believe it's some sort of experiment by the Chaos Insurgency or worse a weapon made by using anomalous items or creatures."
"Jaeger?" With a bit of thinking, Amelia stated, "That's German for 'Hunter'. So it could be a humanoid weapon or robotic humanoid weapon of some sort having anomalous powers and meant to hunt someone or something and be controlled by them."
"It could be possible. But for now we only know about the project name. We don't know what it is exactly but I'm pretty sure in some time the Chaos Insurgency might use it on us."
"...Is there anything else that he told about the CI?" Amelia began to ask.
"Unfortunately no. We are still in the dark."
"I see. Thank you, Site Director, for letting me know."
"You're welcome. You may leave now."
Amelia nods and then leaves the office.
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In the Cafeteria, the Stand gang, and yes, the Spy were in the cafeteria sitting on their respective chairs and were chatting with each other. Although Rodeo was just checking his phone and Jeff was reading a book. They looked at each other for a second then looked away at the next instant.
"They're still giving each other the silent treatment." Spy said, also kinda feeling annoyed when he felt about dozens of Scp guards in the cafeteria were gazing at him.
"Shouldn't we try to talk to them?" Michelle began to ask.
"Sometimes you have to let people set aside their differences themselves, that way they can at least bond and understand each other a bit better. What I mean is for now just do nothing."
"I do want to ask you something, Spy." Evan this time asked him.
Spy could only sighed, "This better be good."
"How did you get the helmet or item related to the Stand you've become?"
"Well... it was another day at the badlands as usual. The objective of our team was as usual to capture the enemy intelligence which was in a briefcase. We were all in the respawn area waiting for the match to begin. I was in the locker room getting my gear from the locker until I noticed a wooden crate with my name written on it. It also had the Mann Co. logo on it so I just assumed it was another shipment that we regularly get from Mann Co."
He continued, "Anyways, I opened it and I saw a helmet of the Stand that I have become and at first, I didn't want to put it on, but I wanted to see whether it has any special technological abilities like my invisible watch and dead ringer, or just trying it out which me and my team have a thing for wearing and trading different head gear and clothing with each other."
Remembering his past with these idiotic mercenaries he's been with for a long time, Spy lightly chuckled, "So... I put on the helmet and then the next thing you know, my body started to change and become more robotic or metallic in nature before I end up in Canada looking like this, and the rest you know already regarding me finding the arrow and my contract with the Chaos Insurgency. Pretty much that's my story."
"Welcome to the Stand life, amigo." Miguel said nonchalantly.
"Very welcome indeed."
Meanwhile, beside the dozen of Scp guards in the background, Green, Carson and Simmons were also with them, making sure the Spy doesn't do anything suspicious. It was like any normal day in the foundation, till they saw Amelia approach them and Locked Away appeared beside her.
"Hi Dr. Buck! Hi locked away!" Michelle greeted happily.
"Knock. Knock." Locked Away greeted her back sweetly.
"Hello Michelle." Amelia did the same, she then looked at Rodeo and asked, "And how are you, Rodeo?"
"Fine."
"Jeff?"
"Fine and dandy."
"..."
Glancing between the two in silence, Amelia decided to shake her head and forget it as it is between the two.
Looking at the gang, Amelia announced, "....Ok, listen up. All of you are gonna get new gear from a division in the foundation that utilizes in making highly advanced gear, armor and weaponry by 11 AM today."
"Is that so, huh? Well let's move out then." Rodeo stood up excitedly and went for the door, the rest followed as well.
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"Dear God!"
The pink Stand shouted, as she and the rest of the Human Stands were inside a lab looking at the load of weaponry, armor and gear the scientists & engineers were handling. All or most of it was very high tech in nature.
(A/n: You know I had to read the Scp article regarding SCP-1730 & MTF Tau-5's involvement in it and judging by the gear they mentioned in the article, all of it was high tech or were of futuristic nature.)
"My gear is nowhere close to this. Sure the invisible watch, disguise kit and dead ringer have their perks but still this is something else." Spy murmured, looking at the weapons in awe.
"So they're getting the good stuff while we get na-da?" Carson asked, feeling a bit of envy.
Spy glanced at him nonchalantly, "Oh Carson please. Go fuck yourself."
"Says the guy who shot me in the knee."
"Well at least you are still alive."
"This will do." Rodeo meanwhile nodded at the gears in the room, he looked at the others and said, "Now people, since we have nice gear coming from the best tech engineers in the Foundation. It's time for some training. Also Amelia and Green, you're getting involved as well."
"What?" Both said in unison.
Ignoring their question, Rodeo spoke out, "Hit the music."