We have a deal, as long as you don't mind us also making a deal with Talon Company. Think of it as friendly rivalry. I know the idea might not be to your liking, so we are open to matching any deal we make with Talon Company with yours as well.


Mull it over and get back to us, I hope some friendly rivalry doesn't stop any deal between us.

Mr. Winter and Alexander Smith, Conference room, Red Hands

Mr. winter piped up "Of Course Mr. Styles I understand completely All you will need to do is sign the contract" Alexander passed across a contract and pen, Mr. Winter continued "And the deal will be finished".

I will hold off signing until I hear back from "The Claw" but I will give you 200 caps for the wait.

To sweeten the deal for both you and "The Claw" heads of MLA leaders will will give you an added bonus.

Mr. Winter and Alexander Smith, Conference room, Red Hands

"Of course Mr. styles However The Bonus will not be neccessary All Super mutants are the same plus Its just business" Mr. Winter finished off.

James wilson- Gale

James was about to sign when he heard what Mr winter said about mutants and styles deal...

If you're going to sign that deal with the Bos then our deal is off, you're just kill the captain and collect a reward...

Mr. Winter and Alexander Smith, Conference room, Red Hands

"You misunderstand Mr. Wilson I Will deliever Your captain first the contract Promises That no harm shall be done to the captain I Will assign Mr. Smith himself to this If you would like free of charge Or you can hold him hostage until the deal is done" Mr. winter finished off, Alexander looked in horror at the briefcase.

Cat looked at Winter. "You are such a vulture, circling the table, trying to collect every offer, every deal that's being made, and you are loosing thousands with your eagerness," Cat said, looking amused. She then turned back to the BoS rep. "Very well, I thought it over and we will match Winter's deal of 50 caps per head, for ghouls and mutants. Deathclaws are still 100 caps a head though. And if you throw in a couple of Plasma Rifles and we'll hunt anything you wish," Cat pushed a piece of paper towards Styles, waiting for his signature.

Styles signs the deals with Cat of Talon Company and Mr. Winter of the Red Hands.

Happy hunting to the both of you.

Mr. Winter and alexander Smith, Conference room, Red Hands

Alexander takes back the contract "The same to you Mr. Styles oh and Mrs. Cat I think we can both agree that our business is becoming stained by the littler Merc companies our companies way of life is being threatened by Chem filled 'freelancers' I believe that is a point we can both agree on." Mr Winter finished.

Cat "The Claw" Crenshaw - Talon Co


Cat took the contract after Styles signed it, folded it and stashed it in her back pocket. "Now Winter, that's the first sensible thing you've said all day," she agreed. "I guess you already have a proposal up your sleeves? Well, let's have it, I'm all ears," Cat leaned forward, but then held up her hand. "Hold it, hold it, we don't want everybody in our business, now do we?" she said with a wink and looked around the room with a wistful glance.

James wilson- Gale

You would do that?

hmhuh very well ... I shall Hold Mr smith Hostage until our deal is done, it gives us time to dicuss some ideas I had about some other jobs I may have in line for the red hands too do in the future.. do worry Mr smith, you shall not be harms unless winter breaks the contact.....

Mr. Winter and Alexander smith, Conference Room, Red hands

Mr. Winter Began "I Have been able to Utilise every asset of my company to organize this however even that fails to interest my somewhat curious mind, Anyway As you know The Enclave once held a presence here however I was able to come across the blueprints for Vertibirds, Advanced MkII power armour and some other objects of interest amongst them was a prototype Plasma rifle I have been able to build a non-working replica my idea is simple we lose this 'weapon' notify the other companies by 'accidental' radio transmissions the companies come running for the weapon now I have set the Fake weapon in an abandoned warehouse, the mercenary groups fight each other scrambling over each other for the 'prize' whatever remains we simply break unless you can think of an idea my mind is frequently bored of late and i dont believe in chems before someone offers" he finished off scoldingly.

Mr. Winter and Alexander smith, Conference Room, Red hands

Mr winter chuckled "Off course Mr. Wilson I will not break the contract my men have been notified and are on their way to collect the captain Mr. Smith is yours please be careful with him I would hate to have to sit through another ten hours of Imbeciles attempting to get Mr. Smiths position". Mr winter finished off again before speaking to alexander "Don't worry the briefcase will self destruct after the conference no need to carry me round just place the contracts in to be photocopied".

Cat "The Claw" Crenshaw - Talon Co.


Cat smiled and rubbed her hands. "I like the way you think. However, how would you like to make some caps on the side, while enjoying a show?" She then pointed at Natasha Pearson, the Champion rep. "How about we put up some caps and announce a prize fight contest? It would be anonymous of course, our names wouldn't be part of it. Put up enough caps and all the Junkies will enter the arena willingly! Fights to the death of course, only one will walk away, with the winnings... if I don't blow his brains out, that is," she added with a malicious grin.

Mr. Winter and Alexander smith, Conference Room, Red hands

Mr. Winter Chuckled "I will have to send Mr. Macleod along he is quite the fan to blood sports that would be agreeable as the ones after the 'weapon' are rather weak and shall we say mentat addicted the others are mainly the more brutish ones who i think would not be able to rsist your offer consider it a short term deal if you will Cat" the screen flickered to show a man in shadows raising a glass before the screen flickered back to the green line.

Max Fightmaster-Spring
*Max's eyes glow with pride. And possible radiation.*

"Well it's not so much a raider problem as it is a gang or mafia problem. Ever since the Brotherhod left the city has been split into a violent everyone vs. everyone conflict. Many of the gangs have allied together so we could find peace and rule the city as one. But many of the other gangs have gotten better equipment, almost as if SOMEONE *glares at BOS represenative* is supplying them.

I was sent so that my side could find supplies and allies. We would also appreciate if you didn't hunt our supermutants or ghouls. They are terrific fighters.

We will gladly pay for men and supplies. Name your price.

OOC: No need to type your location, if your character isn't in the meeting/conference room then they've left the whole convention.


I would like to ask Talon Company to open up a large base in our territory so that if we are attacked they will be able to help us.

We will pay large amount of caps per attack but when off duty your men will not get paid, but the land if tax free.

"as a sign of good faith Mrs. Crenshaw I will allow you this contract but after this its back to normal Deal" Mr. Winter intoned.

Cat "The Claw" Crenshaw - Talon Co


Cat nodded thoughtfully, "An interesting offer. We are always interested to expand our operation and establish a few remote bases across the region. Would 50 Talon Company Mercenaries be sufficient for your location? We can start out with that many and then take on new recruits as needed. I remind you now, we are not a standing army and although my men and women know discipline, they are still Mercs, cut from rougher, tougher stock than most soldiers. You will provide the building and the land, plus pay my Mercs if they are called up to fight? If that's agreeable, then we have a deal," Cat said.


"Fine, I will make an exception for your Ghouls and Mutants, IF they stay in your territory, anything outside of it, is fair game. I also think I might have a solution for your Raider problem. Tell them about the Arena fight and the large prize they can win. Maybe we can fry two Yao Guai over one camp fire... no offence to your fine steed," Cat suggested with a little chuckle.

OOC: OMG LOLOLOL you are too much... and possible radiation! hahahahahahahaha



Cat inclined her head towards Alex and his brief case, a nod of agreement as you will. "Well, Winter, bring anyone along with a lot of caps, I'm sure we'll set up quite the wagers and might even get rich in the process. I'm glad we could come to an agreement and I'm looking forward when we meet in person," Cat added with a grin. "I appreciate your gesture of good faith and well, let's just say, I owe you one," she said with a wink.

OOC: Maybe we could have the next "convention" at the Arena! Talk while we watch the fights?

It is settled then.

OOC: I was thinking either there or in Detroit for the next one.

OOC: Can i end the conference with a bang If you want me to sebor I'll PM you the details' also who likes the Moriarty/ Illusive man Angle I am attempting for Mr. Winter.

ooc: Before we start the next Convention IF it's okay can i have Gale (and forces gather in that convention) take over clintio (since no-one is controlling it)

Max Fightmaster-Spring

Hmmm. . . That just might work! You've got yourself a deal!
*Holds out hand for a handshake, turns out its one of the dead waiter's hands*
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!
*Passes out from laughing.*

EDIT: OOC: Thank You so much!!

If it's extreme I would prefer you to PM me it first.


I'm not sure.

It's part of your faction's character to hate Clinto with a passion and taking over Clinto would take away the distrust to anybody who is even trade partners with them.

Basically Everybody finishes and Mr. Winter announces his briefcase will now self destruct after Flower Duet has finished.