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As Though There Were No Tomorrow (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

“Keep it up. Once it’s clear, start sweeping the camp. Clean and safe.” He said. He saw a few legionnaires running from the bottleneck, and fired off a few bursts to give his sniper something to aim at.
 
It felt like hours before the last shot rang out.
"Starting sweep." Stein said, "Aces-"
"Don't worry, LT, I've got eyes on you. That centurion won't get close enough for shit."
 
The waiting was the worst. Anything could happen. But, he trusted his people. He grabbed what little equipment they had left at the rally point and got ready to move.
 
There was a gunshot and complete radio silence for the longest second of his life.
"Camp secure. Centurion's down. Waiting on you, Captain." Stein radioed.
 
Wading through Aces' handy work was more satisfying than it should have been; recruits and Primuses littered the ground as Colt made his way into the camp. Stein and Aces stood outside the centurion's tent, waiting for Colt to arrive first before doing anything.
"After you, Cap." Aces said, gesturing to the entrance with a bit of joviality.
Although, when Colt stepped inside, he felt his heart jump into his throat.
"Angelo?" A woman pushed herself up from laying on the bed, dressed in a slave dress tailored to fit purposefully too small, a slave collar around her neck. She rubbed her eye, as if she had slept through the gunfire, and stared into the burning red lenses of Colt's helmet. She didn't seem phased at all by him, her tired expression unchanging.
"You aren't Angelo..." She remarked dully after a long pause.
 
“No, my name is..” he paused, full name would be risky with someone Legion associated. “I’m Colt.. I’m here with the NCR.. what’s your name?”
 
"Cagna." She replied without hesitation, "The Bear found us so soon...? That means Angelo is dead..." She laid back down and closed her eyes, "Caesar will be displeased with this news..."
 
"I am what Angelo deems me worthy." She replied, "Sometimes I am his lover, sometimes his slave. A woman cannot be Legion." She looked up at him and watched him as he scanned the tent.
"Angelo's things are there." She pointed to a small trunk in the corner, "I know not what lies within, but it's where he keeps his belongings."
 
"With you?" She repeated.
"With us?" Stein had wondered what was taking Colt so long and peeked inside, followed by Aces, Martin, and the others.
 
"Captain, she's Legion." Stein hissed.
"She's a slave, she's not one of them." Martin said firmly. Cagna looked between them with tired blue eyes before looking back to Colt.
"I will follow you...I only hope The Bear will show me better mercy than the Cross..." She said.
 
“We will.” He said. He turned to them. “She’s a slave, with no means of communicating to the Legion, and from the sounds of it, no desire. If you’re all so worried, it’s my decision, and my ass.” He said.
 
"Jesus, Cap..." Aces muttered. Stein still didn't seem super pleased.
"Yes, sir." He replied. Cagna pushed herself back up and sat on the edge of the bed, her slave gown hanging off her almost too much as she stretched out her legs.
"Did you find any paperwork, Captain? We really should bug out soon." Martin said.
 
"On it." Martin moved to the little locker in the corner and Cagna watched him.
"Don't get any ideas." Stein warned. She turned to look up at him, not a hint of fear or resentment on her features.
"I'm not allowed to have ideas, sir." She replied.
"LT, what is she gonna do? Do you see a weapon anywhere? She's lucky those bastards even kept her dressed, the way she's talking." Aces remarked. Cagna blinked slowly.
"Should I get undressed?"
"Absolutely not." Martin said firmly.
 
"Are you hungry...?" Aces asked Cagna, "I got some iguana in my pack."
"Don't feed her, dammit." Stein hissed. Cagna sat quietly, covered by Martin's coat to give her a bit more modesty.
"If I'm not allowed, then I'm not allowed. Thank you, sir." She replied. Aces shot a glare at Stein before looking to Colt.
 
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