Stepping into the building, Starlight immediately noticed one thing. Whoever built this place must have been both talented and pressured to build it within such a short timeframe, because while there was some debris lying around, for the most part the building looked fantastic for being in a warzone. The walls were covered in wiring and blue paint, with the occasional scuff mark from a previous battle intersparsed around piles of hay (yum!) and various crates and barrels. It was strangely homely for a place she had never been in before and that was weird.

Still, there were more important things than architecture and in her haste to give this place a proper look around, Solider had already gotten ahead of her. Quickening her pace a little, Starlight noticed two diverging paths heading left and right. She couldn't really see much aside from that, due to time, so she'd have to look around later after being formally introduced.

"As you can see, we don't have much, but we make do." Solider started, unaware that Starlight was slightly behind him. "That's our job as mercenaries, after all - Getting stuff done with minimum cost is essential to keeping our heads above water financially."

Starlight's face contorted in worry "Doesn't exactly sound like paradise, from the sound of things."

Solider gave off a hearty laugh, letting his beard bounce around his face. "Ah, but I wouldn't have it any other way, Starlight."

The sunlight hit Starlight's eyes, as they entered a large square exposed to the elements. Luckily it was sunny. Two pairs of wooden stairs led up to the first floor of the fortress. A large mechanical device sat near one of the corners of the square, rotating and beeping. It was a very foreign concept to Starlight, as weapons technology was pretty out of her league even with her time in Canterlot High.

Noticing Starlight's concern, Solider placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, that Sentry there is only for the Reds. As long as you're not wearing any, you'll be fine.

Starlight's hand formed under her chin. "That's an interesting piece of technology, though. Color based targeting? Never seen anything like it."

"Our Engineer is quite the mechanic. We'll meet him soon enough, though I can't imagine why he's not near the sentry. Not like him." Solider mused, before shaking his head and beckoning Starlight to the left set of stairs. "Although if you think that's impressive, you should see the other stuff he's made."

Starlight cautiously tred up the stairs to the second floor of the square, before noticing that there was a doorway right next to her, that Solider had already gone through.

Walking through,. she marvelled at the quaint yet functional room laid before her. More piles of hay served as meagre decoration, as the rust covered supports sparkled in the noon sun. A large pair of wooden doors was covered with a padlock to her left, while there was exits all around her. Most interesting of these was the one with the large "INTELLIGENCE" sign on it, which piqued her curiosity.

"Intelligence?" She murmered to herself, seeming to taste the word in her mouth, basking in it's flavor.

"It is our job to ensure that the intelligence briefcase does not fall into REDs hands." Solider informed, while visibly cringing at the word "RED" like it was some curse word. Walking towards the doors, he pulled out a key and unlocked it, before opening it to reveal a storeroom for weapons. Pulling a shotgun out, her then closed it before handing it to Starlight. "And this is now your responsibility too. Welcome to the BLU team."

Starlight felt the smooth curvature of the shotgun on her hands. It felt worn, but still very reliable. The cold metal almost shocked her as she tossed it around in her hands, looking curiously at the death dealing device. "A bit soon to be trusting me with a gun, isn't it?"

Solider gave out a hearty laugh, making his beard bounce around once again. He seemed to like doing that. "Nonsense my dear. This is standard issue Teufort gear. What do you expect me to give you, a rocket launcher? A flamethrower? A MACKEREL?

The large grarage-like door behind them suddenly slammed open, revealing Scout and another man behind him. The man was using a strange device that was emitting... Well, it reminded Starlight of her own magic, but from the looks of things, it was healing Scout from her earlier elbow. "Okay, it's one thing to elbow me in the stomach after sparing you, it's another to diss a mans fish! Do you want to go, Starlight?"

Starlight, who at this point was terrified by both the sudden intrusion and the threat, did the most sensible thing she could do.

She shot Scout in the stomach. Scout fell over in pain, as the man who was apparently healing him continued.

"Scout, you vouldn't be seeing me so often if you weren't such an asshole." the man spoke, with a distinct accent. His face was mostly hidden by a strange mask, and his eyes being replaced by soul-piercing cybernetics. One of the many holes in the mask (Which was probably there to allow the man to breathe) had a strange mechanical pipe sticking out of it. Whether this was for decoration or if it was to help him breathe was a mystery.

Turning to Starlight, he gasped. "Mein Fraulein! I did not notice you there. My apologies, miss..."

"Starlight Glimmer. I assume Scout already told you what happened?"

The accented man laughed. "Ja. Don't vorry about him. Despite appearances, he's still a tough merc. He just steps over his bounds sometimes and gets punished for being cocky." he said, kicking him for emphasis. "Anyway, I'm ze Medic. Nice to meet you." he said, holding out a gloved hand to let Starlight shake. it felt weird to shake, but Starlight figured that as a field doctor, it'd just be easier to have his stuff on him in the heat of battle.

Actually...

"What's that device you have that's healing Scout of my uh... accidental friendly fire?" Starlight asked curiously. After all, if it was healing Scout's grievous stomach wound (Which was now getting to the point where the blood started disappearing), surely a simple head bonk would be no issue.

If the Medic had eyebrows, they would have gone up in surprise. "Ah, zis!" he said, pulling it up for emphasis. He seemed to like doing that. "Is ze Medi-Gun! My own creation that supercharges healing! No more removing bullets one at a time! Just stick healing energy into them and zey'll be back in ze fight in no time!"

Starlight was genuinely intrigued by this point. Technology like this could save thousands of lives in Equestria! "How does it work?"

Medic stopped healing, pulling the lever on the Medi-Gun back and stopping the flow of power to the Scout, who had been fully healed of both his injuries at this point and getting up to leave. "Mein Fraulein, I mean no offence vhen i say this... But it is beyond most people's comprehension. Plus, ze last time I explained it in detail, suddenly the Red team has an exact duplicate of MY creation, just with zat filthy German bastard's fingerprints all over it!" he yelled, before punching a wall with an audible crack. He then sat down, used one of his legs to point the Medi-Gun to himself and used the free hand to turn it back on, miraculously healing his hand within seconds. "Sorry about zat. But with ze cloning technology, among all the other technology me and Engineer helped create being mass produced for both us and ze Reds... Well, Mann Co know how to steal a guy's patents, haha." he finished, placing the Medi-Gun down, along with the part attached to his back.

Starlight sat down next to him ,putting a hand on his shoulder. "That's a real shame to hear, Med. But what was that about cloning technology/"

Medic dismissively waved using the hand he healed just seconds ago. "Oh, ze cloning technology is more Engi's thing. I just provided the DNA samples for each of us. You know, being able to come back from ze dead is a great trait to have."

Starlight just looked on at the Medic. Coming back from the dead? Cloning? Healing guns?

This place was getting more and more crazy by the second.

The scary part was that she was starting to get a feel for it.

Author's Notes:

I intended this to be a meeting of the rest of the members of Blu, but honestly the meeting with the Medic took up enough time as it was.

I'll try to speed it up next time though. Gotta get a feel for 2Fort first.

Medic