Brotherhood Home Bunker

Applause could be heard echoing round the huge room as a elderly man in Power Armour stood up on the Rostrum. Behind him on a huge metal plaque was embossed the Brotherhood of Steels emblem; A circle with three gears, through the middle a sword and underneith two wings.
"Welcome my brothers; Paladins, Knights, Scribes and fellow Elders. This day I call you all here, some from outposts as far away as Kentucky, for this day we must stand together!
A Great evil looms in the shadows, an evil too great for one outpost alone to attempt to defeat. We as the finders and keepers of technology must persue the destruction of this evil as we are the only ones with the means to destroy it.
Little more than a decade has passed since the Enclave rose again for the second time in our history and we sqashed their attempts to Break us." The man stops for a brief pause, finaly returning to his speech with ever more passion.
"But we did not squash them! Recent reports have told us that the Enclave have found a source of FEV dip like that the Master once used to create an army of Super Mutants. Now the Enclave are taking thier turn at creating Super Soldiers.
They have made a come back!
We did not squash them into green goo like they diserved!
We did not squash them into green goo because of Him!
Our beloved leader was Wrong!"

The man waves to a young scribe stood next to a projector. It fizzles into life and a very basic drawing appears on the screen, next to the picture are two words.
"Frank Horrigan" The Picture is of a Super Mutant in Power Armour.
"This is what the Enclave made last time they experimented with FEV Super Soldiers; because you did take my advice and wipe out the Remenants and thus exterminated them." He smashes his Power Armoured fist against the rostrum and the front row is showered in splinters of wood.
"Because of our beloved leader we are facing the largest threat the wasteland has ever faced!"

A few days after this speech the Head of the Brotherhood was replaced. For the first time in history a Maxson was not General of the Brotherhood of Steel.
The Elders had called a Refferendum and the opposing speeker achieved a land slide victory.
The speeker was a very Senior Paladin in the Generals staff, Paladin Sturn.

Generals Sturns first action as General was to to give the go ahead for his proposed mission which only a week earlier Maxson had rejected.
Using the Brotherhood database the statistically single best Fire Squad in the whole of the Brotherhood Barracks Network had been found and Flown to the General Sturns home Bunker.

"Hello Paladin Kosh... Your Knights..." General Sturn began his briefing speech.
You may not accept me as the General or respect me as much as you respected Maxson; however I respect you and for that reason alone I am stood infront of you today instead of him.
This mission is going to be blind and I dont know if your going to all come out alive. There are many things we do not know about this mission but we do know it is necessary!
You must gather Intellegence of our enemy so that we know our options." He points to a map now seen on the wall.
"This is your destination, it is a bunker to the West, it seems that old Enclave forces surviving after our first campaign with them have met up with the survivors of the recent campaign... They have already stuck one of our bunkers and we are no longer able to make communication with them.
Enter, find out what happened, attempt to find infomation on the threat and then get the hell out of there. Your ground time should be about four days, It will take you two days to walk from the LZ to the Bunker and then we allow for a maximum of two days to... Look around..."

He took his hat off and placed it on his chest.
"Any questions?" After no responce he bowed his head to them in a gesture of respect and finnished.
"Now go get your asses geared up, you leave in two hours."



Rules.

1: I progress the story...
2: All Char sheets PM to me first.
3: Dont control other peoples Charicters.
4: This is not a Matrix Role Play
+ You cannot; Dodge bullets, run up walls or slow down time
5: This is not a Super-man Role Play
+ You cannot; Fly, stop bullets with your chest or Shoot laser beams out of your eyes.
6: Keep posts to a resonable length... Dont just make a post of your charicter asking a one line question; on the reverse dont write books.

I think that covers everything, the rest should be covered by COMMON SENCE. Use it.


Char Sheet.

Name:
Nickname:
Call Sign: (must be short)

Age:
Gender:

Appearance: (high, build, race, eye colour, hair colour..)
Armour: (BoS Power Armour, BoS Stealth Armour, BoS Combat Armour.)
Weapon: (Try to have a main weapon, where going against Mutants and Enclave... No 9mm pistol as your main weapon...)
Equipment: (Everyone as a soldier has a Kitbag... use it.)

Biography: How they got into the unit. It doesnt have to be anything big the unit probably didnt start out as the best of the best.


Introduction: What your charicter does after leaving the breifing.

Paladin Kosh's Charicter sheet
(Hes played by me but he is not my charicter.)


Name: Robert Kosh
Nickname: Chancellor
Call Sign: Sir

Age: Late thirtys
Gender: Male

Appearance:
The Brotherhood has aged Kosh. He is still one of the best Paladins in the Brotherhood when it comes down to leading his squad however out of his Power armour he sometimes finds it difficult to keep up with his young children.
He is about 6,2ft tall and has an average build.
Fair skin, Blonde hair and Blue eyes.

Armour: BoS Power Armour
Weapon: Kosh carries a pump action shotgun however instead of using buckshot he uses slugs. (a single solid round)
As a side arm he carries a 9mm pistol and he has a small switch blade his father gave him when he joined the Brotherhood.
Equipment: Food and water for a week, 3x Frag grenade, Long distance Radio transmitter and reciever, Maps and old reconossence reports.

Biography: Kosh first signed up for the Brotherhood when he was 16 years old, although he did not see active duty till he was 18 they trained him in the use of weapons and taught him military tactics. He met his sweetheart in the Brotherhood and at the age of 22 and married her three years later. He now has two boys age 8 and 12 who are growing up in the BoS bunker with his wife who has retired to look after his children. He has been in the Squad from the very beguining and upon the death of thier Paladin the BoS high command decided to promote him instead of bringing in an outside Paladin.
Kosh has since built up a repor with the Knights in his squad and their old feelings of jealously have worn off.

After leaving the briefing Kosh heads to his quarters to say farewell to his wife and read his children their last bedtime story; he reads on of the great Maxson who founded the Brotherhood.
His boys fall asleep and he sits on the end of the bed looking at their faces, both pictures of his own both have blonde hair and blue eyes.
"A pitty, all they will ever know of the 'Maxson Brotherhood', is the story... When they are old enough to understand his name will already have been tarnished."

The rest of the time he could spare he spent with his wife who evenhad to help him into his Power armour; his age made it difficult for him to do it alone. Even though he was only in his late thirtys he had spend nearly 5,000 days in active duty, his wife often asked him to retire but he would have none of it.

Char Sheet.

Name: Jacob Webster
Nickname: Shorty
Call Sign: Raven

Age: 32
Gender: Male

Appearance: 5' 10", Brown Buzz Cut, Muscular (Not overly muscular), Scars on his chest, Hazel eyes
Armour: BOS Power Armor
Weapon: Laser Pistol, Laser Rifle, Combat Knife, Frag Grenades x4, Pulse Grenades x4, Glock 17 9mm
Equipment: Kit Bag, extra ammo for his weapons,

Biography: Paladin Jacob "Shorty" always had a nack for taking things down bigger than him, hence the nickname shorty. He learned about the Super Mutant Enclave soldiers and it was bigger than him, so he just had to get a chance to kill one or more.

Introduction:Shorty left the meeting excited for what was coming. The biggest thing in the wasteland that shorty had killed, was a Super Mutant Behemouth, and that was hardly easy. Shorty could'nt wait to meet one of them face to face, he was ready to kill every evil big creature or human-ish creature in the wasteland that popped its ugly face out of the wasteland.

Shorty walked to his quarters and gathered his supplies. He geared up into his Power Armor suit, sheathed his combat knife into the his outer armored sheath that was part of his boot. He placed the on his waist and his pistols in their holsters, and his rifle on his back. He was ready for combat. The suit was perfect, even after dozens of times of being tossed around by Super Mutants and other large creatures during thousands of missions for the Brotherhood. Shorty walked out of his room, and towards the lunchroom to grab something for the road.

The lunchroom was empty, except for the lunch staff. His friend charles was cleaning a table, when Shorty walked over, and sat on a reinforced chair for Knights and Paladins in Power Armor.

"What will it be today Shorty. Cram, Insta-mash, or the usual?" Charles said in a humoring way.

"Give me three boxes of insta-mash and the usual!" Shorty said in a humoring tone back. Charles looked at Shorty with a humorously confused face, before he cracked a smile.

"What are you talking about that is the usual!" Charles said as he started laughing, along with Shorty. Charles walked into the back of the store room, and grabbed the usual for him. The lunch room was silent even when Shorty and Charles were laughing, it was silent. Charles walked back out holding three boxes of insta-mash and a bottle of whiskey.

"Here you go shorty, the usual!", Charles layed the boxes of insta-mash on the table and handed personally the bottle of whiskey to Shorty.

"This isn't Canadian Whiskey!" Shorty said with a raised voice, "Get me my Canadian Whiskey you ass!", Charles was shocked, but quickly realized that Shorty was joking.

"Damn I thought I had you there for a minute. I'll go grab it", charles quickly came back out from the store room and handed the Canadian Whiskey to Shorty, who walked off after taking the food and whiskey.

Shorty decided to go check-out what Paladin Kosh was up to...

Paladin Kosh left his wifes company earlier than he had intended to as he could no longer bear her, she always nagged him to retire or get a desk job and it was even worse when he was just about to go on a mission.
He himself wished that he could be happy with a desk job however being with his squad mates for more than ten years he felt he had a duty to them to no retire.
Lucky for him Jacob had come looking for him to provide a distraction as he waited to depart.

"Thank god your here, I swear that women will drive me mental." He chuckles, Robert was always moaning about his wife to his squad mates and so they knew he did deep down love her.
"She keeps trying to guilt trip me into retiring... Im only about five years older than you and your a brilliant soldier."

The men where staying in the Brotherhood Home Bunker, they where the only Knights who where currently allowed to walk the halls of the home bunker. Everyone they met where either civilian families, Paladins or Scribes.
The regular knights stayed in a completely different building with completely seperate facilities.
He looks Jacob up and down, as he does he checks his own equipment is all in place.
"You all ready to go then? This might be the last time you see this place..."

OOC: Im holding back writting my charicters char sheet because if no one else choses to be a medic I will be the squad medic.

OCC: I'll hold back on writing, just so more people can interact and join if they want.

Shorty listened to Paladin Kosh as he talked about his wife and her nagging. Luckly for Shorty all he had to deal with was Charles trying to rip him off of his Canadian Whiskey.

"Well i think I've got everything I need for the fight sir. If we do die then atleast..." Shorty quieted as he knew that drinking while on a mission was strickly prohibited, but Kosh always let him get away with it once in a while, sometime Kosh even joined Shorty for a shot of Whiskey while in the wasteland. And it seemed that Kosh would be needing it more than him, while in the wasteland.

Shorty looked around the hallways. Nothing, nobody was running through the halls or in and out of rooms, it was just them standing in front of Paladin Kosh's door.

"I think I'll go back to my quarters, before we head out. I'll be listening on the intercom for the word!" shorty said as he saluted and walked off to his room...

Char Sheet.

Name: Kristen Murphy.
Nickname: Murphy.
Call Sign: HawkEye.
Specialization: Close Combat

Age: 29.
Gender: Female.

Appearance: 7,4 Ft, Average, Caucasian, Black, Blonde.
Armour: Modified BoS Power Armour.
Weapon: Modified Laser Rifle with Scope, Laser Pistol with Laser guided sight. And her pride and Joy a Pair of Dual Power Fists, with a energy disruption field, built by the head scribe from the order of the shield, one of her fathers old friends,
Equipment: Canned Food x5, Purified Water x5, Spare Ammo, Enclave Reports, Intercepted Enclave Passcodes.

Biography:
Born into a small brotherhood outpost near the main BoS fortress, he father always wanted a boy, and so he trained Kristen to become a warrior for the brotherhood of steel since she was a child most of her friends where male, because of her height she was always treated like a freak, but over the years she was forged into a cold logical warrior of the brotherhood by age 18 she was accepted into the brotherhood, and joined a patrol group, one day they stumbled across, an abandoned vault, little did they know that the vault was filled with hundreds of super mutants, after opening the vault and realizing what was inside the squad retreated to the outpost, weeks and months past, as the super mutant threat grew and grew by the day, eventually the outpost started to get attacked, at this point her father appointed Kristen to go to the main BoS Fortress, it took 3 days of restless walking to reach the main fortress, after convincing the elders to help her they returned to a smoking pile of refuse where her camp once stood, on the horizon you could see rampaging groups of 50 or more super mutants, the area was declared a disaster zone, and cordoned off by the Brotherhood, they returned Kristen to the main BoS fortress, and she was promoted, it has been 10 years since all of her family and friends where killed, and now she is working to help defeat the enclave.


Introduction:
"This new general is a crackpot" Kristen muttered to herself
"We should be killing super mutants, and gathering tech, not fighting the enclave" said Kristen to her C.O. as he walked off to his quarters

as Kristen walked back to her quarters to gather her kit bag she thought about all the missions they had been sent on, under Maxson, and in moments this one man had turned the brotherhood on its ears, as she walked into her quarters she sipped from an open bottle of vodka that was lying around, she slipped out of her power Armour and walked into her shower, she stood under the warm water running down her back she thought about how the mission they where going on would change the face of the wasteland..

As she wiped off her body and slipped back into her Power Armour she swiped the half empty bottle of vodka and put it in her kit bag, she went to see where the rest of her squad was.

Name: Daniel Trent
Nickname: Pick-axe (for his ofter crude medical assistance)
Call Sign: Medic

Age: 31
Gender: Male

Appearance:
Fairly short but not as short as shorty... He has fair skin, brown short kept hair and brown eyes.
(^^ I thought it was funny)

Armour: BoS Combat Armour with a red cross on his back and left chest. There is also a red cross on his helmet.
Weapon: Danny carries a gauss rifle and a ripper.

Equipment: Food and water for a week, 15x Stimpacks and a doctors bag.)

Biography:
Danny is one of the longest serving BoS soldiers in the specific squad, him and shorty had both been joined before Robert Kosh had been promoted and thus they all held strong relations.
Danny was a very crude soldier, he liked to get things done... Whether you were a patient or a hostle he would do his damn'dest to fix you up even if it ment to resorting to crude methods.
Danny was not always a medic, infact at time he wished he hadnt put his hand up for that pay rise. When the groups first Paladin had died he was at the time one of the few who where offered the chance to be tought feild medicine.
Accepting the offer for its small pay rise he did not think about all the times he would have to reach into the chest cavitys of his fellow Brothers while the rest of the squad stood around praying he would not [censored] up and end up killing them. Not to mention he no longer got to wear power armour as it prohibited his work and also often left him too strong and thus doing more damage than good.
Danny finds humour in some of the strangest things, for an example his squad mates CallSign is HawkEye... Yet when they in the heat of battle and people are screaming down their radio's it sounds like "OK!"...
It keeps his mind off of why they are screaming...

Danny left the meeting and headed to one of the scribes. If they where looking at spending four days in potentialy active combat he wanted slightly more than 15 stimpacks and some bandaids....
"Look here buddy, I dont give a damn if this bunker doesnt service soldiers!" He grabbed the scribe by the scruff of the neck over his desk.
"My squad have been choised for our new generals death mission so I think we desever some slight privalages! Give me some [censored] meds!!!"

He had been in the squad almost aslong as Paladin Kosh and had known him as a Knight when they were good friends. He had the utmost respect for him and his squad, oftern going to zealous actions to look after his squadmates.

"Pick up your damn phone and get the scribe in charge of Pharmacutical Inventory on the damn phone. I want a word!"
After not long the Knight ended up being dragged off by the Security team who insisted he stay away from the MedBay for the rest of his stay. However he was given the Medicine he wanted.
10 RadAway, 5 Rad-X, 6 Med-X, 25 more Stimpacks and some Psycho (although the BoS did not condone this drug it often was able to keep severely injured soldiers hearts going until they could be return home and have surgery to keep them alive.

He was then escorted to Paladin Kosh whos provision he was asked to be kept under until they left.
"Heh anol scribes tried to shaft me and not give us extra meds for our journey." He opens his kitbag to show it stuffed full of drugs and stimpacks.
"Dont worrie mate, if anyone falls in this battle... Ill be ready to patch them back up."

Rohugh: Post removed as it does not conform to the RP rules. Please PM PsympleJester for further information. Thanks.

Name: Daniel Brobosh
Nickname:Dan/Danny
Call Sign: Mech

Age: 24
Gender:Male

Appearance: Tall for his age (6'5"), Strong but skinny, fast
Armour: BoS Combat Armour
Weapon: Laser Rifle, RG-6 Grenade Launcher (http://www.exchange3d.com/cubecart/images/uploads/aff126/model_519_aaa.jpg), .357 Magnum
Equipment: Flash grenades x 13, HE grenades x 12, Incendiary grenades x 3, buckshot grenades x16, home-made HE grenades x 20, Spare parts, mechanic's kit
Biography: Danny had always been good with his hands. Fixing cars, vacuum cleaners, anything that had moving parts, Danny could fix it. He got into the unit after his old unit got a new mechanic. This team needed one, so he was transferred.

Introduction:Danny sat on his bunk twirling his 357. His RG-6 lay on his bed in pieces. Dan put the revolver down and re-assembled the six-barrel drum-fed grenade launcher, ready for battle. He stood up and holstered both weapons, then pulled his laser rifle out from his footlocker. He pulled the battery out and checked to see that the battery springs hadn't corroded. He had trouble with a leaking battery once, and all though it worked for a weapon like a charm, Super Mutants hate battery acid. Danny was out cold for at least a week after that, before the team medic patched him up. Danny shivered a bit remembering it and shoved the battery back into it's housing, making sure his new battery shield would protect it from Enclave weapons. He had only come against plasma weapons once before, but it melted his battery and burned his hand quite badly. He slipped on his armor and walked out with the rifle on his shoulder.

Name: Jericho Frost
Nickname: Frost
Call Sign: Frost

Age: 28
Gender: Male

Appearance: About 6' 8", Dark as night hair, skinny but very acrobatic and well toned, tanned, odd white coloured eyes (except the pupils of course...).
Armour: Modified Stealth Armour.
Weapons: Two Katars, .44 magnum, a Barret .50 cal and a Sawed off double barrel.
Equipment: .44 rounds x80, High Explosive-Incendiary .50 rounds x40 and x20 buckshot and x20 grenades....

Bio: Jericho's story is pretty simple.... he was drafted when he was 18 and has been in for 10 year.

After the briefing Jericho went back to his room to prepare. After he checked his equipment he went to see Paladin Kosh to ask why they were going on a mission with no information on the numbers they face or the layout of the bunker.

OOC: There are two daniels, the medic is Daniel the Mechanic is Danny or Dan...

Robert looked at Daniel for a second and then burst out into chuckles..
"You threatened a scribe?" Patting him on the shoulder and they walked off...
"You always where a wrong one, If you weren't my mate i would court marshal you..."

The two walked down the corridor for some time talking about old times and joking about how it could be thier last mission. At the end of the corridor Kosh leant on the intercom button and shouted down the speaker.
"Oi, slack gits... Kosh's squad to hanger seven." Since the fall of the enclave Brotherhood had aquired a few Vertibirds and where trying to put them to good use.

"So mate you got old Blue beam?" Picking up his Gauss rifle Daniel kissed it for good luck and passed it to Kosh,
"Hehe its alright mate, I aint done it once in fifteen years I aint doing it now"

The two men wandered in through the hangerdoors. A great Vertibird sat lonely in the middle of the huge steel hall.
They walked towards the bird.
"Starting parliminary tests..." A voice called through a speaker and the pilot started the rotors spinning the blades of the huge machine.
The huge lights gleamed to life and the front gun turned in place.

"Our charriot awaits!" Kosh had to shout over the sound of the Vertibirds engines.
"Boarding sir" Pulling down the stairs to the door Daniel climbed into the passenger cabin stocking his gear in the overhead and strapping into a seat.

Kosh waited outside of the door beconing to the other soldiers who showed up not long after.
One by one they all climbed in storing their equipment and strapping into their seatbelts.
Danny, Shorty, Jacob and Kristen who Kosh had to remind to duck down whilst climbing in... Her unique hight meant that if she stood up straight she was in danger of being beheaded...

Lastly Kosh stepped into the Cabin and pulled up the ladder closing the door. He stored his equipment and seated himself next to the door;
"Dont worrie lads, this pilot has been flying Virtibirds since the Brotherhood first put them into service.... Last week..." He smiled and Banged on the wall with his power armoured glove indicating to the pilot he was ready.

The Vertibird suddenly became much louder and a thundering roar with scrabing and squeeking steel indicated the opening of the roof. Everyone felt it as the bird rose of the ground, their insides feeling most of the lift.
It was a rough and bouncy take off but after a few minuits of deathening noise the flight became smooth but remained very loud.
"SO BOYS!!! IS IT BETTER THE SECOND TIME?" Kosh screamed over the sound of the noise, the squad had only been in a virtibird once when they had been flown from their post bunker to the Brotherhood Home Bunker for briefing.
"EVERYONE TURN ON YOUR SQUAD RADIO IT WILL BE EASIER TO TALK!"


After waiting a couple of seconds Kosh spoke down his mic into the radio system, his voice suddenly comming through the squads earpieces...
"This is your Chancellor speaking, We will be in the air for approximately an hour... In half an hour I will be giving you further briefing. Over."

Frost's radio crackled into life "Sir, why would we be going into an unknown bunker with little or no information on the layout of the bunker or the number and equipment of the enemies?" Frost liked to know more about his enemy before he went into a mission, he suspected Kosh of holding information back but he would never say that out loud.... I hate flying... flying always leads to falling....God... this is so cramped... not that cramping isn't good for fighting, there are to many people here that I can't kill, after the mission if we make it back Kosh is going to get us a bigger Vertibird

Shorty looked at Frost who sat directly across from him. Frost seemed nervous, but Shorty was excited for the battle. Shorty quickly responded to Frosts' question about the intel on the bunker.

"Frost ain't you ever been on a sucide mission before! There the most thrilling missions you can get while in the Brotherhood, sure Search and Destroy missions are fun, but when you go on those, you know your going to make it back. And thats why I'm always cocked-locked and ready ROCK!" Shorty said as he smiled at Frost and the others.

"Let me tell you one thing Frost, I've been tossed and smashed around so many times by Super Muties and Behemouths, I should be dead. But some how, I always make it back", Shorty looked around still gleaming with excitement. This would be his finest hour....

Frost looked back at the seemingly insane Shorty and Laughed "This may be a suicide mission but I plan on making it back. So Shorty, want to make a bet? The person that survives this wins. Winner gets the other persons stuff, in the event of a tie, well then we just go get something to drink to celebrate the fact that we are both alive! What do you say?" Frost looked at the short little man with a hint of humor and admiration in his eyes. This is going to be the most fun I've had in awhile....

Daniel chimed in over the radio..
"Hahah I wouldn't make bets like that with Shortass, he will end up cheating..." Frost for a Frost moment looked confused, Daniel thought of all the meaning that he must be thinking over in his head right at this moment...
I bet he actualy thinks that I mean if they make this bet, that Shorty might kill him...
"Shorty would probably save your ass from certain death, just so he wouldnt miss a chance to get pissed..."

A chuckle ran around the group in the VertiBird.
"But seriosely Shorty, you can leave 'Mr Cool' alone now... After all hes taken your [censored] for long enough, we got ourselves a new Mechanic you can tease."
Suddenly something clicks in Daniels head...
"Come to think of it, what do you think to this flying bag of bolts 'Mech Man'?"

OOC: Added colours to make it easier to differentiate between Kosh and Daniel
(Dont worrie this wont go on for long... One of them is removed...)

Shorty looks over at Pick-axe laughing and stares back at Frost, "I'll take your bet, but on one condition. If I do die, one thing you dont get is..." Shorty quieted before he spoke of his Canadian Whiskey. He did'nt want it to get taken away. He was quiet for the rest of the trip closing his eyes for some rest...

OCC: I'm going to be offline for a bit, hence the rest. I'll be on later tonight maybe?

Frost looked at Daniel with an icy glare that could have frozen the sun "Call me 'Mr. Cool' again and you might need to use some of that medic [censored] on yourself, besides I was enjoying our conversation." Frost gave Daniel a brood grin. Frost looked at Kosh and with another brood grin asked, "Are we there yet?" Hopefully Daniel doesn't start calling me Mr. Cool or I might have to kill him to stop everyone else from calling me that. I mean, I like the little guy.

OCC: This is my last post for the rest of the night, I've got to fly back to Darwin.

Shorty looked at Frost for a moment before he was even insulted by what Frost had said. It took some nerve to insult Medic, exspecially when out in the field. Shorty looked at Frost as he gave Medic a mean menicing, Shorty leaned over towards Frost, with a sturn serious look, "I would take those words back if I were you 'Frosty' or you might find yourself out in the field calling for Medic, and he or anyone else won't come to help you, including me. If you've been out in the field as long as I have, you'd know that the Medic or "Medic" is the most important person to stay near, and keep safe!" Shorty sat back in his seat and looked over at Medic giving him some support.

"Dont worry Frost, just watch your flanks and infront of you, and you should do ok. But what ever you do dont stick to me unless you want to get throw around and bashed into the ground Hard!" Shorty smiled and closed his eye's once more...

Frost being the kind of guy who was serious with a sense of humor did not like insults. He did not like tolerating him, or anyone else being insulted but he did just because he was fond of the two little men. "I will not take them back but, for the sake of friendship I will reiterate: Do not call me 'Mr. Cool' or 'Frosty' PLEASE. I do not enjoy people making fun of my name just because it's fun, I don't find it fun. I find that very insulting to my family. If I have to ask again I'll not be happy." Frost took Shorty's example and closed his eyes.

OCC: Well good night folks and for all those wondering that's all you will get for an apology from my character...

Daniel waited for them both to finnish before he added his two cents...
"Dont worrie lad, If you have made it this far through the BoS and are that sensetive to insults..." He looked at shorty who had his eyes closed...
"As I said, just cos we have been together so long we shouldnt bully the new lad, he aint been around as long as us..."

Daniel was cut short by Paladin Kosh's radio which caused everyone elses to not work whilst he was talking...
"Shortass and Frosty stop chomping at the bit, wont be long before you have some super mutant friends to deal with." He looked a Frost who was very much upset that even his Squad Leader was calling him Frosty...
"Chill kid its a nickname, friendly banter, if you make anymore threats Frost we will be testing our Mid-air disembarkment out on you for the first time... See how much damage it does." Frosty found it unjust that only he was shouted at but with his radio silenced had no option but to sit quiet...
"Oh and Shorty, leave me to sort out squad disipline when on active duty... I dont want any of those brawls we used to get into as Knights occuring."

"Oh second to last but not least, Leave your damn Medic alone until any of you have had him do a [censored] job of restarting your heart and wake up with no chest hair and 3rd degree burns... Then you are not allowed to insult his work, only I may call him Pick-Axe..."
The Old man giggled to himself at that one, it was a funny story...

"OK we are close to our LZ now, the pilot says its going to get pretty bumpy as we decend the desert is covered in sand storms and they play hell with our engines..." He cleared his throat and began his speech...
"Oright guys, time for the truth.
The LZ is almost 5 miles to the East of our target, we are going to have to walk slowly and carefuly towards the bunker. The enviroment is increadably rough and we are not sure what lives out here, we also do not know whether the threat has taken the bunker or just knocked out communications.
The worse case senario we are looking at advancing and finding large pockets of resistance patrols around the base, then discovering that they have taken the base aswell when we get there to find a heavily fortified bunker." Appsolute severity fills his voice.
"If they have captured this base it means they have a large staging ground, large enough to launch an attack on other larger bunkers than this small western supply bunker. We could be looking at an invasion force, this is the worst case. The Enclave may just be camped outside and the BoS guards have shut down all hatches but their radios are down..."

"Remember my first speech as your Paladin?" He smiled at those who had been there long enough to hear it...
"Im not good at speeches but I just want to say that if you watch each others backs out there, we will all make it out alive."

The Vertibird bumped through the clouds of whirling sand and the noise again rose to umbareable leaves, sand being svcked through the jet engine caused increadable heat and screeching noises...
"Everyone out in seat order when this thing touches down, guns out and get away from this damn thing, Kristen dont forget to duck!"
The Virtibird hit the ground with a bump then skidded a few feet before commign to a stop.
"Oright Everyone OUT!!!" Paladin Kosh threw open the door and jumped out his shotgun raised and his kitbag over one shoulder...
He ran about four-hundred meters straight from the door and then stopped crouching low to the ground.

Frost being one of the last ones in was one of the first in he sprinted out into the sand and tested his footing the first thing he did before he sprinted using his long legs and lithe form to catch up with Kosh. Since frost specialized at quick, silent and deadly 'recon' he asked Kosh "Should I go ahead and.... scout for enemies... or hang back and provide support..." Frost patted his .50 on his back, he my look and sound like an idiot some times but he is actually incredibly good at any kind of math/physics, he can do complex calculations in his head in seconds.

Kosh looked at Frost for a second asthough he asked whether he could have a picture of a monkey holding a graqefruit...
"Frosty, Im running because I think the thing is going to blow up..." He pulled out a compass and pointed east...
"Its eight miles that way, now slow down your pace... Trust me having a heart attack is not good when old Pick-Axe is around."

Shorty hopped out of the Vertibird, and made his way casually over to Paladin Kosh and Frost. The sand was soft, but not soft enough to fallover in. Sun was shining and the wasteland was empty it seemed with life, the only life that Shorty could see was the squad.

"Well I'm ready to go kick some muties. Just point me in the direction, and I'll go smash them up!" Shorty said holding his laser rifle close. It was his pride and joy, the only weapon that passed it was his old Glock 17 that he had found. Shorty squatted next to Frost who asked some question, This is going to be some easy bet? Shorty thought as he looked to the wasteland....

Frost looked at Kosh with a sad smile "I will stay back about 2 miles and give you cover...." Frost went to go find a sand dune high enough to give him a good view but stopped "Don't get blown up sir... I think it would make Shorty cry....." After his little... pep talk (OCC: Haahaa) he went back to his 'search'. Once he found his perfect dune he set up shop, using a special covering (plastic) to cover up most of the vulnerable parts.

Kosh looked at Daniel as he appeared behind them...
"You trusted that damn Vertibird enough to walk away slowly?"

"No, I just arnt wearing power armour incase you haven't noticed. An im not about to start sprinting for no reason when were about to set out on an eight mile hike... Unlike you I dont have power asisted walking" Daniel had adopted a Pair of sand goggles (Very much like ski goggles) under the rim of his combat helmet...
"So, why is sniper boy digging himself in?"


"Oh, I dont think he has ever been to the Eastern desert before... He is Mr Cool after all..." Kosh puts his helmet on to shelter his face from the sand storm...
"Maybe he will work it out for himself after we disapear having only walked a few hundred meters from him..."