"What are ya, freakin' stupid?" The lanky-bean pole of a man asked Starlight, scattergun still pointed at her, ready to shoot her at any point.

What's worse, being on the floor like this was making her pants wet. This was arguably worse than imminent death. Still, some dignity in death would be nice.

"No, but I don't believe we've met, sir." Starlight said in her most understanding, public-relations voice. "Now if you could point your gun away from me, maybe we can start conversing like adults..."

Starlight noticed the man's eyebrow rise from behind the goggles. He lowered the weapon and held out a hand to help get her up. The guy had a surprising amount of strength for being a lanky-bean pole of a man, and after an awkward moment, the two were at near enough eye level.

"Hey, baby. Sorry for scaring you. Name's Scout. Highly trained killing machine. Guns of STEEL!" he said before flexing to show off his alleged muscles. Starlight raised an eyebrow at this display of strength.

"Right. So first of all, not into guys. Maybe it was because the last guy I was with abandoned me when he got his cutiemark, then I went full evil for about a decade before breaking time and reforming... Maybe it's because you were aiming at me a few moments ago... Maybe it's because I don't like you."

"I regret not shooting you already. I suppose since you're wearing blue," Scout pointed to Starlight's teal shirt. "That you're not part of the RED scum. Or are you a RED Spy?"

Starlight narrowed her eyes. "I've been in this world for 5 minutes and I have zero idea what you are on about, Scout. But I do know one thing."

"And that is?"

"I hate this damn dingy tunnel and I want out."

Scout slapped his goggles. He would have hit his forehead if it wasn't blocked by the goggles. "RIght, sorry. Kinda get used to being in dingy tunnels when ya scout for sentry nests on a daily basis. Come on, I'll get ya back to base and see if our Medic can't fix you up." he finished, before pointing in the direction of the stairwell that Starlight had been going for originally before this incident occurred. Still, it was nice to know that she wasn't going to die horribly, even if her pants were ruined.

The sound of decloaking echoed through the deserted sewer as a man covered head to toe in red appeared out of seemingly thin air. He had been keeping an eye on the sewers for RED's next advance towards the BLUs before she came along. This would certainly throw a wrench into their plans, but it would also make things more interesting.

Taking a cigarette from a case, he placed it in his mouth before it lit itself.

"I'm sure RED would be very interested in this development..."

"Ok, so WHY do you use a fish as a melee weapon?" Starlight asked, confused about the Scout's choice in melee combat.

"Well I mean, it's a fish. It's hella embarrassing for the poor shmuck I smack with it, ya know?" Scout explained, as they both finally exited the damp tunnel and started up the stairs.

"How is it embarrassing for the other guy if he pulls out a knife or a bat or whatever and just hits you harder?" Starlight retorted.

"Uh well, ya see... Oh hey, we're here!" Scout stopped that train of thought as they came across a large, rather hastily put together door blocking their path. Despite how shoddy it looked, it seemed like it had survived quite the beating from various sources, with some bullet holes and scorch marks peppered around the door and nearby walls. There was also a small, letterbox-sized panel in the middle, for some reason.

"Scout, this is a door."

"Glimmer my dear, this is more than a door. It's the entrance to the BLU base of operations." Scout replied, before knocking upon it.

The middle panel slid open, revealing a beard. "Password, maggot."

"Aw come on Solider, I've been gone 5 minutes and I brought a new recruit. Granted, I was supposed to check for a sentry nest, but I can do that later..."

"Password, maggot. Otherwise you could be a Spy." The gruff voice replied, not budging an inch.

Scout sighed. "Scout forgot the last password and so he is a moron."

The panel closed. A moment later, the entire door swung open towards the pair, revealing the body that the beard belonged to. While the beard was a rather generic shade of brown, every other inch of his body was covered in blue clothing. A blue hat sat upon his head that radiated importance, while his torso was wrapped in an outfit you'd expect some sort of diplomat to wear, complete with large circles upon the shoulders and other fancy markings. He also had a pair of grenades strapped to a belt to his chest, for some reason.

"Welcome back, Scout. I see that your scouting mission went well... Although I don't think I asked you for new recruits."

"Ya didn't. I just found this poor chick in the sewers by herself. She piratically begged me to bring me with her, and being the lovely gentleman I am-"

Scout was interrupted by an elbow to his chest, provided by the "poor chick" he had "brought with him".

"Sorry about that, but he was speaking nonsense." Starlight apologised to the large, important looking man in front of her.

Solider just nodded in response. "You are pardoned. Scout tends to big himself up a bit, so a bit of assault occasionally is encouraged to keep his ego in check. Scout, go on in."

Scout wheezed in response, before walking past the door and promptly collapsing.

"He'll be fine."

"He always is." Solider now stepped forward and gave Starlight a proper look up and down. "Now we move onto you, miss?"

"Starlight Glimmer."

"I see, I see." He pondered, as he stroked his magnificent beard in thought. "I assume by your getup that you wish to join our side in this war?"

"War?" Starlight looked shocked. She didn't want to be part of a war!

"Hmm, I see. Not the gun-toting type, I guess?" Solider prodded. "Not every merc here is a killing machine. Or Scout. We have espionage, medical staff, an engineer..."

"Well, I suppose that wars are won in the back lines too. Plus I'd probably be safer with the group of strangers I met 5 minutes ago, rather in that dingy sewer just downstairs."

Starlight could barely notice his smile underneath the mass of beard and moustache. "Good choice. And I'm not just saying that because we could use more hands around here."

Starlight cracked a smile too. "I suppose that I could hurt Scout more too. That's always fun."

Solider put a hand on Starlight's shoulder. "Welcome to BLU, my friend. You'll fit right in."

Author's Notes:

I realize now that my description of the mercs isn't going to be the best. So I'll provide some visual aids as each Blu member comes up. (Plus you can see what cosmetics I use.)

Scout

Solider