Caught in the middle with you. In other words, three's a crowd.

We will drop out of an aircraft. That we borrowed. Turns out they practically fly themselves once we let ourselves in and bypass the computer protocols. It's a long cruise to the drop zone. Clarksville, Tennessee. This was once a nice place where energy rebels could live out their days as they saw fit. Now it's a bomb crater. Worse it seems to be a point of interest for everyone. Ground zero of the hot war every night. Level 37 is with us. They stare at us. We know they know we're not friendly. We know they know it'll be us that gets it going. We can tell Honey Badger is watching us out of the corner of her eye. She doesn't expect us to play nice with Level 37? If she does? Whatever on her. Siren is with us. He looks like he's with the program. A solid guy. Tonight, we get The Key from Level 37. Funny they have to let us down easy and then circle back. Thanks for the lift. We'll pay you back, with a three piece and a coke later!
 
A short move over some rooftops and into the hot block for tonight. We see some Ray's down on the deck cornered a local.
 
I tell my human "Help that person first!"
 
My Sprite tells me it's more important to help the innocent than the darkening crates Irea is setting up tonight. Scarlet will comply with that order! Recklessly dive off the rooftop and land onto a Raymobile. Good looking machine. We've always wanted one. Takes a second to figure out the drive system. Land her with the passenger door perfectly centered before the damsel in distress.
 
Warms a Sprite's heart.
 
We're with the Leaders of the free energy resistance. Would you have any Grey Poupon? Smiles. She gets in. Short time passes and the Raymobile is now the Clarksville freedom express! UM? Passenger eyerolls. The Sprite mobile? Thats lame. Ah.... what's in a name? You know when your main target drops literally drops onto the hood of the Panda car formerly known as the Raymobile. You know this is the best day. Nothing came so easily before. We were chased off the Rockys by a giant death chicken! We don't even know what to do?
 
First things first. Messing with Irea Level 37 and our short lived co-op communication system. Yes, we said short lived. In the meanwhile. Let us see what this baby can do. Straight up. We ask the local a few questions. Ask her if she okay to drive? While we work on a little communication comedy. As long as the jokes not on us. It's all good fun!
 
We have never, and never will, play well with others. ~Scarlet and the Sprite.