Story/Normal 7-3 (Part2)/Script

[Early evening on the same day, after patrols.]
[I've compiled the report for the day and recorded the audio file for the AR Team, which is being uploaded to HQ...]

[Meanwhile, in the center of Area S05, Griffin territory.]
[Griffin Detention Centre codenamed "Mario's Princess", altered from an abandoned human sanatorium.]

System Broadcast: Routine inspections over. Tactical Dolls M4A1,
M16A1,
M4 SOPMOD II
Please return to your quarters.

M16A1: Phew...

m45: Everyone on the AR Team, this way please.

M4 SOPMOD II: Gosh... It's finally over...
It's the same every single day. When is it gonna end?!

M16A1: 16LAB is still working on a way to counter Parapluie.
They'll probably turn us loose once they've got some result...

M4 SOPMOD II: Tsk... Persica'd better hurry.
I can't take this much longer...
AR-15 is gone... But Sangvis Ferri is still doing whatever the hell they please...

M16A1:... SOP-II, we WILL have vengeance.
Helian promised she'd assign us an operation once we're outta here.
We'll keep on fulfilling the purpose of the AR Team and turn Sangvis Ferri inside-out till we get to the bottom of Mastermind's identity.

M4 SOPMOD II: Yeah? Then I can't wait to get started...
We might as well go straight for this Mastermind!
Arghhhh let me out! I wanna tear her to pieces! Pull out all her teeth! And hack off her head!

M4A1: Shut it!
Can you just keep quiet?!

M4 SOPMOD II: M4...

M4A1: (Softly) ...Sorry.

[...M4 walks ahead alone.]

M16A1: Just pipe down a little, SOP-II.
M4 is taking it the hardest...
And you know how hard she tried to put on a happy face in the recording for the commander yesterday.
After all...she feels the most guilty for what happened...

m45: Um... Miss M4, dinner is ready.
Would you like to dine in the cafeteria or should I bring it to your quarters?

M4A1: ...
Cinnamon rolls again?

m45: Apologies. Ingredients are limited at the detention center. Cinnamon rolls and sandwiches are all I can make.
I'm working hard on improving the recipes and will try to dish out something new tomorrow.

M4 SOPMOD II: Uh... So it'll still be bread...

m45: Deepest apologies. Due to security concerns, HQ has restricted the resources coming in and out of the detention center...

M16A1: Nah it's fine. You're already trying your best to jazz it up even if it's just cinnamon rolls.
M4, let's go to the cafeteria. We gotta talk to Helian later anyway.

M4 SOPMOD II: Oh yeah! And she'll play us a recording from the commander, right?

M4A1: ...
I am not in the mood. Go on your own.

m45: Miss M4, your should still take your meal. HQ has given...

M4A1: ...HQ has given specific orders for me to eat, you mean?
So no matter what it is, as long as it is an order from Griffin, I have to do it, yes?!

m45: Miss M4, please calm down...

M4A1: Who are they to lock me up in here?!
We are T-Dolls produced by 16LAB! We are only loaned to Griffin!
Dammit!

m45: (Whimpers)

M16A1: Hey, M4! Don't take out on her!

M16A1: m45 is only a supervisor here. I know you’re pissed but don't use her as a punching bag!

Negev: Hey, what’s going on in here?
What’s all this fuss about?

M4A1: ...

M4 SOPMOD II: Ah, Miss Negev...
M4 isn’t in a good mood. Did we disturb you?

Negev: Humph... Nah it's fine...
But seriously, what's the deal with your leader? I haven't even said a word all the while I've been here...

M16A1: There's no helping it. The AR Team's neutral framework is a bit different from that of IOP T-Dolls.
The emotional fluctuations can be more volatile...

Negev: Humph. You're also 16LAB's lab rats, but I don't see you two sulking.
At least try to LOOK like a leader. She's not the only one in a bad mood.

Negev: Just think about me. I only went in there to rescue you guys, but ended up being locked up and scrutinized in here too...

M4A1: ...I did not ask you to rescue us.

M16A1: M4!

Negev: Ha! Sorry, dear! No matter how outstandingly capable I am, in the end I’m only a lowly T-Doll fabricated by IOP.
Put it simply: I can only act on autonomous stratagems laid down by a commander.
(Stands up) Otherwise, a loser like you isn’t worth...

m45: Um... Everyone please calm down...
It's almost time for Miss Helian's call. If she sees this...

[...Click.]

m45: Oh, that must be Miss Helian.

M16A1: ...She seems to be earlier than usual.

[m45 accepts the call.]

m45: Hello, Miss Helian?

[...]
[......]

??: Found you.

m45: ...Hmm?

??: There you are, M4A1.

M16A1: Hey, who the hell are you?! Show your face!

[...A soft clap is heard from the other end of the call.]

??: Go.
I want M4A1 alive. The rest...
...Are expendable.

M4 SOPMOD II: m45! Duck!

m45: ...Huh?

[...!!]

Negev: W-What happened?!

M16A1: m45 got shot!
SOP-II give me a hand! Drag her to the back!
Dammit! Our comms are jammed again! I can't send a distress signal!

M4 SOPMOD II: Sangvis Ferri! They're here! They're everywhere!

M16A1: Quick, M4! Command us to counterattack!

M4A1: What? Me?

M16A1: Still not catching on, M4?!
Hurry up and organize a counterattack, or we'll all die here!

M4A1: But...
Asking me to command so many T-Dolls all of a sudden... Not to mention most of them are unfamiliar faces...

M16A1: That's precisely why we need you, M4!
There are no commanders here. You are the only one with the same level of commanding efficiency in the whole of Griffin.
That's why, M4, you are our only hope...

[M16 grips M4's shoulders...]

M16A1: We said we'd get outta here together, didn't we?

M4A1: ...
Understood.
M16, give me some time to calibrate my modules and improve my condition...

M16A1: Sure. We'll try our best to buy you time.
SOP-II, let's go!

M4A1: Asking so much of me all of a sudden...
... (Breathes deeply)
But...there is no other way...
...Off we go!