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[Wash appears on the screen, grudgingly out of armour, his face drawn and pinched around the mouth. He looks exhausted, eyes sunken and dark with exhaustion. Arriving here is just one more thing that seems specifically designed to fuck up his life.]

My name is Ag- [No, he's not Agent Washington anymore is he? He's not with the UNSC. He's not with project Freelancer. He's not anything.] My name is Washington.

They said that- [He can't believe he's saying this. His life is a fucking joke and his death will probably be the punchline. Until then, he is stuck dealing with this shit. Assuming he hasn't snapped altogether. That's also a possibility.]

They said that I have been sucked in through some kind of bullshit dimension hopping. [Yes, his teeth are gritted as he says it.] I'm looking for anyone who knows what the UNSC is.

[It's not that he wants to find anyone from home. There's no-one he cares for left alive and even then... well, he tries not to think about them too much. But he just needs someone to remind him that that wasn't all fictional.]

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[ Seeing Wash on the network is enough of a relief that Carolina doesn't even think about what version of her friend she might be looking at. So of course she sends out a reply as quickly as she can. ]

Wash, it's good to see you're alright. Where are you?

i'm guessing that's not the united nations security council

looks like that dimension hopping hit you harder than most
your first time?

[ It's a surprise to see a post from Wash on the network. He's been here before, according to Tex, but like with Carolina it seems he doesn't remember that now. And he looks... a wreck, really. It makes York wonder what's happened to him, and when he's from. Is he going to think he's seeing a ghost if York replies?

He can't not message his friend, though. ]

Hey, Wash. Long time no see... we should talk about that bullshit dimension hopping.

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UNSC: referenced by prior imports.

Query. No previous memory of "bullshit dimension hopping"?

[That is. A familiar ID.]

I know of UNSC.

[ Hello, yes, it's another person who's met a version of you. ]

I'm thinking you don't remember me, though.

[ Different face, too. Looks like another case of Multiple Shepards. ]

[ Excuse her while she appears on screen as she's chuckling, a quiet little wheezing sound. Realizing the TAB is live, Elena straightens up where she's bundled in her blanket on the couch. ]

S-sorry— that's just the first time I've heard of it described as 'bullshit dimension hopping'. I gotta ask though, what's UNSC stand for?

[ Well then. It seems like this is something that Snake has to get used to happening from time to time -- people coming back, that is. First Big Boss, now Wash, although in this case he doesn't seem to remember his time here.

That, or he doesn't realize that this is the same crap, different setting. Last time Wash had been caught up in all this, they'd still been on the Moira.

Well, there's only one way to find out, and Snake doesn't have the same reservations here as he did with Ocelot. He sends a video message. ]

Wash? This is probably a long shot, but do you remember me?

[ They were roommates once, and they'd gotten along as well as two people like them could. ]

Washington? Like the state or the president?

[He could go on, but those examples seem to be enough.] I've never heard of the 'UNSC' and I'm sorry to have to confirm this, but it's not nonsense at all-- you've really been pulled through the Ingress and are now on an alien planet.

Not exactly what I had in mind when I imagined 'space travel' myself. It's been an ... interesting ride so far, though.

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