Seth Horn

As Dally and Denzel made their way elsewhere, Seth figured it was prime time to inspect his weapons as well as a general equipment inspection. After laying out his customized M4A1 and disassembling it, he began the methodical process of cleaning and oiling each part. Finished he began inspecting each of the four extended clips he carried on him at all times, two containing hollow points, one with AP rounds and the other containing run-of-the-mill FMJ's.

With each clip containing forty-five rounds, Seth rarely ever got through an entire one before completing a job. Feeling no need to inspect his sidearm (a spiffy Colt .45 with two clips of it's own), he unraveled the parcel of various food/water supplies he also carried, finding the amounts sufficient enough. As a potent mixture of boredom and curiousity began to set in, Seth stuffed a chunk of dog jerky into his mouth and chewed slowly, squinting a bit as the excessive salt used to preserve the meat stung his dry mouth.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of resistance he'd run into at the "Merc Casino". Most mercenaries were self-trained trash that would murder their own grandmothers if the payment was fitting. Something had been bothering him, though. He noticed the other guns-for-hire showing signs of hesitation toward killing folk, and immediately decided he wouldn't rely on any of'em to watch his back.

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz frowned at the mans remark, he stood up to defy the man, but Denzel and another "weakling" had went elsewhere. Fritz loaded his rifle. He tapped on Keller's shoulder

"Keller." Fritz said "What the hell is his problem? I mean, hes crazy, I bet hes using us, if he is, ill put a lump of lead in his head."

Fritz shook his head in sorrow and a small sense of fear. He should have stayed home with his family
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Anne Kohl:

"ANNE!" shouted the teacher as she whacked a ruler onto Anne's desk, snapping Anne out of a day dream

"2077!" she said with a laughter bursting out in the class room.

The teacher frowned. Anne may be the daughter of the Kohl family, but she was her student now.

"Miss. Kohl, please give the class a oral report on the Italian Invasion of Greece in 1999." the teacher demanded

"But...we haven't read that chapter yet." Anne said

"Silly girl, we just read it. Were you not paying attention?" the teacher mocked

The bell rang, it was 3:00, Anne bolted out the door. The sunlight hit her skin, as much as it was hot, she loved it. Anne ran home to find her mother gone, which was usual, and her father gone, which wasn't usual. She saw a letter lying opened on the living room table. She read it

Mr. Kohl

If you seek riches, come to the old Warehouse on Fremont Street, or Freeside. Bring armor, ammo, and a weapon.

Denzel

Anne frowned, her father was gone, yet again, to seek riches. He never let that dream go.

OOC: Sorry for not posting in awhile guys, was busy doing some stuff.

Keller

The man in center looked at everyone, delighted. “Thank you everyone for coming, I am very glad with the turnout. Now many of you are probably wondering, what the hell is this meeting about? Well I have a proposition for you all, the Kings School of Impersonation has been inhabited by a group of savage mercenaries for years now. These mercenaries are nothing but paid thugs, if you accept we will kill them all and take over the building and turn it into a Casino! All the supplies needed to run a Casino are conveniently stored in the basemant of this warehouse, thankfully nobody has ever been able to get into this basemant, but I have. Once we take over the mercenary base we will move all the stuff there and in a few months the Casino will open! All of us will be the management of this Casino, we will run it and make it the top Casino in New Vegas, one day I have hopes of getting this Casino onto the Strip, and if we ever do that the outcome is nothing but riches, so what do you all say?” his speech was long and boring but to the point.

Keller nodded. The man led them all into the basemant, but something stopped Keller. Someone tapped him. "Keller." Fritz said "What the hell is his problem? I mean, hes crazy, I bet hes using us, if he is, ill put a lump of lead in his head." Kohl told Keller. Keller turned to him.

"No! Violence isn't the answer. Plus, he seems like a nice guy. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? I say we just go with the flow for a few days and see what he's up to. If he's planning anything devious, then we make our move. That gun of yours seems like it can do some damage," Keller pulled out his own weapon, a revolver with a scope. "I also got one. Now lets follow Denzel."

Frtiz Kohl:

"Ja, We should." Fritz said as he got up "This gun, it can pack a punch, millions of men used these rifles, and conquered a entire continent." Fritz held his hand out to his new friend

"Mein Freund, should we see our new employer?"

Robert Hawk

Robert turns to leave then stops and thinks for a moment. Goddammit he mutters....he turns back around and he follows them into the basemant. fine i trust you but if you stab me in the back be damn sure im stabbing back leaving it at that what about armor? are we using what we carry or are you providing something uniform for all of us?

Ja, We should." Fritz said as he got up "This gun, it can pack a punch, millions of men used these rifles, and conquered a entire continent." Fritz held his hand out to his new friend. Keller shook it and smiled.

"Well, I don't mean to brag, but ol' Mindless here can save you a lot of time if you know what I mean." Keller laughed.

Jordan Argero

Brilliant. That's the first thought that ran through Jordan's head. Having been a business man for decades, he realized a golden opportunity when he saw one.

"I'm in. I can supply funding, guards, uniforms, weapons, whatever we need. I also have a lot of business experience, so I could handle communications with our competition."

Jordan quickly ran through several business slogans, ads, and proposals.

This is gonna be good...

Drake Tanner

“Excellent, now if that has not interested you leave now, I don’t have time to deal with [censored]. If you want what I have offered follow me into the basemant.” said Denzel.

Drake promptly got out of his seat, and followed Denzel and another man who engaged him in conversation once in the basemant. Paying no attention to these men, he grabbed an AK-112, loaded it and got himself several spare mags. Waiting for the conversation between the man Dally and Denzel to end he asked,

"So, Denzel, you say you've got a plan, but were a few rag tag chumps trying take on a good thrity or so vicious mercenaries, you care to explain your plan a little?"

At that he sat himself down on a box in the room, and grumbled somethign about not having anymore ciggarettes.

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz smiled at Keller with a teethless smile. He then walked to the door.

"If that nut of a commander Denzel comes out, tell him i'm taking pot shots at the sentries." Fritz walked out the door, and saw two guards at the former King hideout

Fritz lined up a shot, BANG! The bullet went through the first sentry's head and hit the second, killing them both.

"Ahahaha, haven't had this much fun since New Wichita!" Fritz laughed
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Anne Kohl:

Anne turned on the Radio to the usual program "Mojave News and Music"

"Welcoming all those ladies and gents to the program!!!!! This is your live host, and former NCR trooper, Joseph Miller! Today, we learned that the Follower's have just found a cure for Desert Fever, which was kinda herp derp because it IS hot in the desert aint it? Well, lets play a song. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-Yk4gW-dIU

Anne walked out once the song finished, she ran to the store her mother and father worked at

"Honey, where have you been?" Christina asked as she stocked the shelves

"Daddy's gone off again." Anne sighed

Christina looked at Anne, she knew what happened, she read that letter, she didn't think he would actually go.

"Look, he will be back in time, just wait." She said as she patted Anne on the head

Keller

Fritz smiled and walked out the door. "If that nut of a commander Denzel comes out, tell him i'm taking pot shots at the sentries." he told Keller. He laughed as the door slammed shut. Keller, with his wits and good looks, plunged into the basemant where Denzel was showing off some weapons. Keller grabbed an M-14 from the supply box and ran over to Denzel.

"Hello, sir, my name is Keller, nice to meet you. I have a question for you." Keller reached ot so Denzel could shake his hand.

Jarvis "Deadeye Whittaker - Freeside - Atomic Wrangler

Jarvis sat at one of the tables heckling the [censored] zombie Hadrian. "Get off the damn stage before you rot away, you filthy corpse!", Jarvis spat.

Hadrian chuckled. "Hey of course I'm rotten, if you didn't notice I'm a ghoul. What's your excuse? I mean I've seen some ugly people in my day but you, sir take the cake. I mean just look at you! The wrinkly skin, the body odor, the disheveled appearance. And don't get me started on that rancid breath! It's so bad you could probably stun a bighorner! If you ask me you seem more like a ghoul than I do. Am I right?"

The crowd burst into a fit of hysterics much to the anger of Jarvis.

"Shut your trap before I rip it off!", Jarvis roared as he chucked an empty beer bottle at the ghoul.

Hadrian didn't move as the projectile sailed past the ghoul striking the wall behind him. Putting his hands up to his face the ghoul pretended to tremble. "Whoa there Deadeye! Better be careful you might actually hit me!"

More laughter erupted from the drunken crowd. Just as Jarvis was about to flatten that zombie James Garret came out from behind the bar to end the show.

"Alright that's all for tonight folks." he said much to the displeasure of the patrons.

Jarvis rose from his seat and walked over to James.

"Now what did you go and do that for. I was just about to put that corpse in his place.", Jarvis pouted.

"I don't want my two cash cows killing each other because ever since I added you to the act my profits have gone up twenty-five percent. Anyway here's your pay, I'll see you tomorrow.", James said as he dropped a pouch of caps into Jarvis' waiting hands.

As Jarvis made his way out he shot Hadrian a dirty look. Stepping out into the cool night air the old man contemplated his next move when one of the bouncers emerged from the Wrangler.

"Here you can have your weapons back", the guard says as he slowly hands Jarvis his arsenal before he wheels around and disappears back into the establishment.

Standing just outside the bar/casino Jarvis wondered what to do as he strapped his weapons back on. Hmm...Could harass that lazy ass Rotface. Maybe even get him to leave Freeside.


Then it hit Jarvis like a ton of bricks. "Oh no, I'm late!", the old man hollered as he tore down the street as fast as his legs would carry him.

Ten minutes and two breaks later Jarvis had arrived at his destination the - warehouse district. Adjusting his hat Jarvis walked into the warehouse. Opening the door he didn't see anyone in the room. Am I too early, Jarvis mused.

"Hello! I'm here for the AGA meeting. Is anyone here?", said Jarvis.

Robert Hawk

Robert hears the gunfire and says that was a big group decision your friend just made he draws his rifle and heads up to assist Fritz

he walks up to fritz and takes cover behind a dumpster waiting for guards to come out

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz turned to a man behind him

"You! Are you Verruckt? Go away! Sho!" he yelled at the man. It reminded him of one time in a bar in Mexico
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Two years earlier-Tijuana:

Fritz, in the middle of a gang battle, dove behind the bar counter as Tommy guns and AKs lit up. Fritz found a shotgun, and picked off the men at the door. He saw a man, about the same look as the man infront of him now, hid next to him, standing high and proud

"GO AWAY!" Friz screamed "Go die somewhere else."

The man blatantly ignored Fritz, and was shot in the head, blowing him back, killing him. Fritz shot twice blindly, killing about the rest of the gang.

"Idiot." Fritz said as he spat on the dead body.

Robert Hawk

Robert Verruckt? find some cover we don't have the element of surprise anymore. When we get another chance we can take the front door and not recklessly some of them may be trained soldiers. If you can we will frag the front door then take the entry room then fan out and try to clear the rooms hopefully the others will be there when we take the entry.

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz stared at the man, and then burst into laughter

"Look, little Glee Club boy, go back inside with the mediocre clan of men, I have business to take care of." Fritz pointed the rifle at the man, with the polished Bayonet at the end

"I don't want your blood on that Bayonet, but if I must, I must."

Jordan Argero

Jordan was debating whether or not to leave, as this meeting was going no where. Two men had already left, and a third had followed. There had been some sporadic gunfrie coming from above the warehouse.

Idiots... What do they think they're doing... This whole meeting is going to hell.

Jordan turned to the man who had summoned him there.
"Listen bud, good idea and all, but it looks like you chose the wrong kind of people. You're already missing three people, and I'm losing interest. If you don't impress me soon, I'm out."

Jordan turned his back on the man, and went back to his seat. More gunfire from above.

God [*****]. This is the least organized business proposal I've ever heard.

OOC: Jesus Christ, let me explain

THIS

WASN'T

THE

ATTACK!

[censored]! Theb took it wrong, Fritz isn't attacking, he was taking "Pot Shots"! Now Jordan, edit your post.

OOC: God dangit, that took me a long ass time. Be more careful how you read/write things people
And I edited it

Aiden Park

Evie didn't even attempt to hide her disgust at the idea of killing the mercenaries, no matter how evil. She grimaced and then held onto Aiden closer. Aiden simply smirked however. The idea itself was genius but the execution had to be perfect.

Aiden stood up and scanned the crowd before heading out with Evie close behind him as the rest of the group began to leave as well and start an attack on the King's School of Impersonation.

In any other case, the couple would be completely against killing the mercenaries. But to Aiden, the mercenaries were just a bore and a bunch of bothersome pests to the Followers. And his people comes first, morality second.

He loaded a fresh magazine into the Intervention and headed outside with Evie, surveying the King's School of Impersonation.

Robert Hawk

Robert Glee club? Soldier if you want to get shot go ahead get shot. he sits down with some water and his rifle draqed over his shoulder if you manage to live ill buy you some whiskey he takes a swig of water and puts the water away.

Fritz Kohl:

"Look, you aren't Mr. Big, don't act like it, or your dead where you stand." Fritz walked back in, hoping that he would follow. Fritz saw the peppy girl and her boyfriend

'Hey, killer, do us all a favor and stuff a sock down your girlfriends mouth, if I hear one more outburst of glee in a time where we need to be serious, i swear ill stick a bayonet through you both!"

Fritz walked down to the basemant, and approached the man who organized this.

"Oh great wise sultan, I wish to say that the sentries of the Mercs are dead. Good luck on the inside."

Robert Hawk

Robert takes note of fritz attitude and thinks to himself that "he most likely wont have anyone back but his own in a firefightt". He stays outside to watch for any retaliation by the mercs for the sudden attack.

OOC: what is going on? :blink:

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Aiden Park

'Hey, killer, do us all a favor and stuff a sock down your girlfriends mouth, if I hear one more outburst of glee in a time where we need to be serious, i swear ill stick a bayonet through you both!"

Aiden grimaced as Evie's expression changed from a disgusted, albeit very upbeat mood, into a depressed state. She was so sensitive to the smallest comments.

He turned towards whoever that man was and glared with cold intentions. "You ever talk about Evie like that again...and I will personally drive a spike through your stomach," He hissed.

Aiden felt Evie tense under his arms as she began to shiver and spoke in a somewhat quiet and controlled voice, with an edge of hostility. "What gives you the right to speak like that?"