[OJY]

Mieux sat quietly, staring into his half full glass of scotch, listening to Sutler spill on about his personal life, something he rarely saw, without looking at Sutler, he looked at a Pre-War photo of the base, the American flag fluttering in the sky, it looked very utopic. Mieux simply said quietely, trying to keep in his bitter disgust, "Your dream, was my world. My world was shattered by government. My soldiers? They hold no allegiance to me, I make them hold allegiance to my vision. Violence is for primates Mr. Sutler. Yet, thats all these people seem to understand. Some of them, like Scalatti, he came from a Vault, so he had an education. These tribals, I stripped them of their identities and forced them to take up the Pre-War identity. General Matthews? He was 'Bash Rock' That's not even a name, that's a damn description of what someone does." He cleared his throat, a look holding a quiet sense of pride, "Do you know what happened when I first started grabbing land? I told every person in my way 'Either work for me, or get the hell out of my way' and those who resisted were forced out of my way, by force or death. Eventually, peopel started learning to steer clear of being in my way. The General for example, do you know why he wears only one badge? Because he has shown exemplary service. He is the man in charge of my army, and I in turn and in charge of his medals. I follow the rules of the military, you know why? Because I was a soldier, no matter how nice my suit may be, or how intelligent I am, my memories of Anchorage still stand. Maybe some day I'll let you see my private memories museum, I keep my military gear in top notch condition. That aside. Imagine this, going from a world where all it took was a mere phone call to stop a man from harassing you, and going to a world where the man with the biggest gun owns that turf. I went from Soldier, to business executive of leisure, into a world where the lives of thousands are now in my hands. Sutler, I may not respect the government, but that doesnt mean I don't want my men to." Mieux got up and gave Sutler a pat on the back and simply said "You're doing a fine job as President, maybe thet should drop the 'acting' part." as he slowly moved to the door. He then turned to Sutler one last time, "And if you truly care about America Mr. Sutler, you'll bury that man. He died defending this place, he died a hero. He may have gone feral, but that hero suffered in his prison long enough." He then strode into the hall and outside.

As night fell, General Matthews stood at attention and saluted Mieux and Alex. "Mr. Mieux, all the weapons ,armor, and uniforms on your list are aboard the Vertibird, we have three cargo trucks aligned and we will load up all cargo when ready sir. Will you be leaving with the Vertibird sir?" Mieux waved his hand dismissively, "No, I'll be going via metro. Anyway, you and the rest of the sqaud, set up camp in that barracks there. Apart from the Enclave scientist who will be with your team, I don't want you bothering those Enclave soldiers unless they ask you something first, they are likely to be very busy, since this is now their turf, unquestioningly. That said, any Air Conditioning units, stoves, and REMs, I want thrown on the cargo trucks. You know the way home General. Dismissed!" He then looked to Alex, "Don't worry Alex, Sutler's team is now here, he won't need us anytime soon, or so I'm aware of. Back to Arcadia shall we?" They descended the staircase to the metro, resealed the blast doors and sat aboard the train, exchanging small talk, finally re-entering Mieux Hotel.

As the hidden elevator to the penthouse clicked open to the top floor. Mieux sat at his desk in a heavy sigh, "Oh yes, back to my quiet home. Alex, you're free to do as you wish, I need to call Mr. Vercelotti, seems my Hotel Manager has said he's called twice." He drank down some cold fresh water, then dialing the phone out to Franks home, the lines had been recently installed when Mieux had gained ownership of New Manhattan. The phone rang as he awaited a voice on the end of the reciever.

[Albert Wesker]

Alexander Scalatti

Before Justin had loaded everything unto trucks, Alex noticed a door. He walked over and used the keycard to open it. Inside were some weapons, but something caught Alex's eye. It was a plasma rifle suspended in mid air in a display case. Alex walked over and smashed the case open. He grabbed the gun.

No ammo? Guess I'll have to buy some MF cells.

There was also some guns in crates. Several Arcadia soldiers came over.

"Alright, since you found this, I guess you'll have it, shall we load it up?"

Alex lit up a cigar, he always had cigars on him. "I think I can drive a jeep or something, just load up this weapons crate. My guards in Bridgeport will need it."
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After several very harrowing near crashes, Alex parked the jeep near Justin's tower. He walked over and took the elevator ride. As he entered Justin's penthouse, he showed off the Plasma Rifle he found.

"This was in a room buried under some rubble, finders keepers I guess! But, do you have Micro-Fusion cells? This thing needs them for ammo I believe."

Alex hoped that Sutler did not see the Plasma Rifle.

[JD bernal]

Leon "Eclipse" Graves - Port Neptune - Moffet's Research & Development

As the elevator doors opened a shot rang out causing the pair of guards to rush out, weapons at the ready. The sentry remained with Leon to ensure he wasn't harmed but he quickly pushed past the man and emerged into the surprisingly well lit chamber. A man in a lab coat was brandishing a nagant M1895 and laughing insanely as another man fell to the ground clutching his chest. One guard checked on the wounded man while the other went over toward the gun toting individual.

"Moffet, What the hell are you doing?", the guard roars.

"Having a bit of fun, though that's none of your concern.

"Fun?", the guard asks with a quizzical look on his face.

"The work here bores me so I must find a way to entertain myself. That gent and I were playing a little game which he just so happened to lose. So he had to pay the price."

The guard turns to his companion. "Get that guy some medical attention before he kicks."

"I'm afraid not, that man lost the game so he must lose his life.", Moffet laughs as he levels his nagant to finish the wounded person.

"Damn it, Moffet! I order you to cease this mad game of yours." the guard pleads.

"Sorry Charles, but I only answer to Mr.Graves and fortunately he's not here at the moment."

Leon who had seen enough steps forth into Moffet's view. "That's just about enough Dr."

Moffet quickly realized that his fun was over and an angry scowl went across the man's face as he holstered his weapon. The sadistic scientist then made his way over to Leon.

"Ah! Mr.Graves, to what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"I came to see how progress on my vertibird is going. Speaking of which where is the aircraft?"

"It's out in back of the facility. Progress has been slow because coupled with my boredom you still haven't brought me the schematics I require.", Moffet says snidely.

"Coming across documents like that has proven...difficult. So how can I help alleviate your boredom, Moffet?"

"Send me some playthings that I may torture and experiment on it's quite simple really."

"Fine. If it will get you back to work.", Leon replies as he returns to the elevator.

Nice chatting with you, Graves!", Moffet responds as Leon gets onto the lift.

Several minutes later Leon exits the facility and hops back into the jeep which speeds off back to The Shining Star Casino.

[Bambi]

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

The Mayor spent several hours chatting with Lyn in his office, simultaneously doing paperwork. Night had fallen over New Manhattan, and he was finally done with work, however he enjoyed Lyns company far too much to leave her now, and thus he invited her back to his estate for another night.

"Hey Lyn, I know this might be a little too fast." he stuttered, on the way back home. "But how about you come and move in with me?" he offered, knowing that she enjoyed the life of luxury in which Frank lived.

Once he had gotten home, he sprang over to his ringing telephone set.

"Hello? Ah, Mr. Mieux! I have been trying to contact you all day!" he exclaimed.

[Kim Kay]

Mieux, sounding disinterested, said to the reciever, " So my hotel manager tells me, Mr. Vercelotti. I was busy increasing Arcadias stopping power. In any case, I've returned and can handle whatever you saw as important. So do tell." Mieux had his other hand in his pocket, the reciever in the other.

[Tanya]

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

" So my hotel manager tells me, Mr. Vercelotti. I was busy increasing Arcadias stopping power. In any case, I've returned and can handle whatever you saw as important. So do tell." Mr. Mieux replied lazily.

The snobby bastard. Frank snorted, waiting for a moment before replied. "I was under the impression that you required us to meet to discuss things. It seems I was wrong then." he replied bitterly, smashing the phone back down.

Tries to be a hot shot with me, does he? the Mayor fumed, dropping himself onto his comfortable couch, and opening a bottle of scotch. You can handle whatever I see as important can you? Busy increasing stopping power of Arcadia, are you? Fine! I'll deal with William and his issues myself. he thought to himself, taking a large gulp.

[John N]

Mieux sighed and walked to his wall of monitors, activating the one in Franks living room. His portrait flared onto a screen nearby Franks couch. "Mr. Vercelotti, I wasn't finished talking to you on the telephone. Don't let personalities get in the way of success. At any rate, the stopping power was a minor side bonus. My true reason for my absence was that The Enclave came knocking, and they are not the sort of people you want to make furious. I'm sorry if I came off as uncaring, but I'm very stressed at the moment. Suffice it to say, I do care about your problems. Your problems are my problems, and I dislike problems. So, what are these problems, and, what is this I hear about Director Snowe marching into New Manhattan on his vertibird?"

[Batricia Alele]

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

The Mayor sat there for several moment before the screen in his living room blared on with the face of Mr. Mieux, causing Frank to jump. For [censored]s sake.

"Mr. Vercelotti, I wasn't finished talking to you on the telephone. Don't let personalities get in the way of success. At any rate, the stopping power was a minor side bonus. My true reason for my absence was that The Enclave came knocking, and they are not the sort of people you want to make furious. I'm sorry if I came off as uncaring, but I'm very stressed at the moment. Suffice it to say, I do care about your problems. Your problems are my problems, and I dislike problems. So, what are these problems, and, what is this I hear about Director Snowe marching into New Manhattan on his vertibird?" his voice rang.

The man had style, you had to give him that.

"Oh, you heard about that, did you?" Frank mumbled, still somewhat upset, but decided to explain. "The Director interrupted me at a rather delicate moment to bring the NCR to our attention." he began. "He feels that our alliance should bond together further, and accelerate weapons and defenses development, as NCR may pose as a potential threat." he informed, taking another sip of his drink. "I don't know if that was is true reason for coming, as it seems rather dubious, but it was what he shared, nonetheless." he completed, lighting a cigar and taking a long drag. "Your thoughts?"

[Kellymarie Heppell]

Mieux, unseen by Frank, leaned back in his armchair and put his hands together. "Yes, I've had some rumors of them years back. Supposedly a form of old world government, and based on what some of my men in Snowes government have funneled to me, they are a force to be reckoned with. Suffice it to say, personally, I'd like to make contact, unfortunately, there are two very large obstacles in my way of that. Rumors from caravans out in a place called New Canaan mention that a vast army led by a man named Caesar owns to land East of the Colorado River, or a large portion anyway. However, were this NCR to make it's way here, we spark treaty. But seeing as this 'Caesars Legion' is in their way, it may be a long time, after I die. But, for Manhattan to thrive, we'd have to make peace with them, and possible surrender claims to power, or at the very least, control things for them here. But, the other issue is Sutler, who bears a deep hatred for them. I assume it has to do with Navarro and it's destruction. Or so his good Colonel told me. That said, we remain Obstensively neutral. I don't care if the NCR fires an atomic warhead at Snowe and Sutler, we will remain neutral. At any rate, Snowe will likely succumb to his paranoia, hell, I'm surprised the man hasnt considered his wife to be a spy for Lake Federation or some such dross." Mieux took some time to remain silent and let Frank express his opinions. "Oh, and Frank, to make up for you and Lyns lack of peace on your date, I'll give you two a suite here in my tower for the night, no interuptions, all on the house. Consider it a reward for such loyal behavior, and, your ability to surpise my expectations as a leader. So take the night off tommorow, you'll have earned it." His sentence ended with a happy tone in his voice. Though he'd never say it, he was proud in his choice of lieutenants running his outside operations, especially Alex, who was coming along efficiently in his training as soon to be leader of his little empire.

"Alex" Mieux said, turning to Alex, "Next lessons on the road to leadership. Apart from New Manhattan, which is owned by me, and soon you, the reason I have held onto it since Snowes departure is simple, I have granted them the respect of their independence, in turn, their loyalty is to me, and when I started flooding them with electricity, food, and clean water, that was when their loyalty, and their money, started coming my way. Now, what you need to learn is that this wall of monitors are important, they are powered on a special grid from the hotel and the city, this allows permanent power to this console unless you or I shut it off, with it off, that effectively drops your ability to control the city. Every status board for every plant, ever water purifier, every camera, it all allows you eyes everywhere. This terminal will be your most efficient tool. However, it's most important feature is it's containment of over two million topics in extensive details. This will educate you things you likely never heard of, I know it educated me to some of the more extensive subjects in life." He finished speaking quickly, drinking from his glass of water, the liquid cold like ice as it refreshed his throat.

[aisha jamil]

Alexander Scalatti

Alex stood in awe at all of the things on the monitor. There was cameras literally in every single nook and cranny of Arcadia, and in many of the main areas of New Manhattan. Alex decided to have some fun. He clicked the RADIATION casino camera. There were several well dressed people inside.

Alright, since you sabotaged my food supplies, how bout' I sabotage your party! Alex activated the water sprinklers in the casino. Everyone in the casino was soaked in a matter of seconds.

"Alright, but can I get my wife? I don't think you've met her yet."

[Agnieszka Bak]

Mieux couldnt help but bury his head in the palm of his hand. "Alex, don't use that for personal revenge like that. Hit them where it hurts, steal their business, sell better quality drinks at cheaper prices, rob them of their most important asset, their customers." Mieux lifted his head from his hand, "I suppose, feel free to drive to her, the Vertibird is busy unloading a few vehicles, and since it can only carry one vehicle at a time, it'll be about two to three days before it's free to use. But, if your wife is not here, then feel free to drive out to her." Mieux couldnt help but twinge with jealousy inside when he heard Alex say he was married, it made him wish his girlfriend had been able to marry him, sadly Alex's ancestors saw to it that that did not occur.

[Enny Labinjo]

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

The Mayor listened to Mr. Mieux silently, sipping his drink and puffing his cigar. His ears perked up at the offer of a room at his tower. "That is very generous of you, Mr. Mieux. But I am perfectly happy as I am." he smiled, no longer upset. "However, I sincerely doubt the NCR and this new 'Caesars Legion' you speak of are a problem. They're on the other end of the country." he said. "It's a waste." he concluded, slipping off his shoes, and unbuttoning his shirt to further relax himself.

[Jessica Lloyd]

Alexander Scalatti

"Alex, don't use that for personal revenge like that. Hit them where it hurts, steal their business, sell better quality drinks at cheaper prices, rob them of their most important asset, their customers."

Alex was still chuckling a bit. "Thats the issue, I have the cheapest prices, the best casino machines, best waiters, but they always sabotage my place."

I suppose, feel free to drive to her, the Vertibird is busy unloading a few vehicles, and since it can only carry one vehicle at a time, it'll be about two to three days before it's free to use. But, if your wife is not here, then feel free to drive out to her."

"Well, I believe that she is in New Manhattan, so, I guess I'll boogie on out of here." But as Alex began to leave, he noticed that Justin looked, sad. Oh yeah, his girlfriend...
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Alex walked over to his casino. It looked better than ever, everything looked brand new. He opened the door, and saw that the casino was packed. He pushed his way into his office, where Ann was waiting.

She was obviously very upset. "Where in the hell where you? I was worried sick!"

Alex hung up his jacket on his coat rack. "Um, I had some adventures to do, with Justin and the Enclave, we found this old army base, I even found this rifle." Alex showed Ann his new plasma rifle.

Ann's eyes widened in awe. She gently grabbed it. "Wow, I haven't seen these things except in books, must have been very rare."

Alex nodded. "Oh, by the way, Justin Mieux wants to meet you."

"Who's Justin?"

"Just come with me.."
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Alex and Ann both walked into the elevator. Ann was clearly very impressed by the opulence of the hotel. The elevator then jerked to a stop. It opened. Ann's eyes glittered in awe. She was very impressed with the beauty of the penthouse.

Alex walked over to Justin, Ann by his side. "Justin, this is my wife, Ann. Ann, this is Justin."

[Allison C]

"Ah, Good evening Miss Scalatti." Mieux smiled politely, "And this will be all yours and Alex's in due time. He's due to replace me as Mr. Mieux shortly. Mieux smirked, he couldn't help but laugh inside when her eyese glittered like diamonds when he told her that she and Alex would soon live in this opulance. "That said, please, pardon me my dear, I must call for Mr. Vercelotti and Miss Graves to meet me in my office immediately."

He picked up his phone reciever once again, with Alex standing in front of the desk, unsure why Mieux called him in. "Hello Mr. Vercelotti. No, nothing bad, but it IS urgent you and Miss Graves meet me in my office right away. Please don't tarry." Mieux then sat back in his chair, lounging comfortably, "and now, we await their arrival."

[Jinx Sykes]

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

The Mayors relaxation was short lived as Mr. Mieux called once more, urging him and Lyn to come to his tower immediately. Sighing, he slipped his shoes back on and ducked out of his estate, sprinting over to the tower.

He had some trouble getting in, but nothing he was not unaccustomed to. "You called?" he said, barging into Mr. Mieux' office. He said it was urgent. Better be good.

[biiibi]

OOC: I'll wait till Ramendia comes around before replying, unless she remains absent for an extended time frame

[Rachael]

OOC: http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/1/15399/896570-sarah_lyons_large.jpg

Alexander Scalatti

Ann was still looking around the penthouse. She must be very damn impressed, good thing, i'll have all this in 8 years.

Then Frank barged into the room. Alex was sitting down reading a pre-war book. Frank opening the door somewhat startled Alex.

"Is this some party or something?" Alex asked as he put down the book and stood himself up.

[victoria gillis]

OOC: So Ann is a naked Sarah Lyons?

[Maya Maya]

Empire Radio

Todd: "How-do-you do folks? Its me, Tex Beneke, no just kidding, Todd Beneke! I'm sure you want some news, so here it is.

Our reporters decided to enter New Manhattan and see what the city's slums were like, well, since the entire city is like a slum except for Evergreen and Central Square, thats a ton of space to cover.

First, we visited the slums outside the wall. Complete lawlessness, here is a tribal telling us of his anger.

"Me come to big city to hunt a food, now, me live in tiny shack. Me no money!"

Then, we moved into Reuters, where asbestos and coal reign supreme. A worker decided to grief his anger toward us.

"I came from [censored] Megaton, in the hell Capital Wasteland! Now, I work for some big company fat cat while I work for only 25 caps a day! Screw this city!"

Next, we went off to Central Square, where the poor and middle class and rich mingle. A rich woman complained off all the poor people.

"Yuck! Look at those poor people filth! They should all be burned!"

Then, we moved to where all of the cool cats live, Evergreen. We talked to some Casino folk. They love life.

"I dig it here ya' see! All we's need is some monie, beer, and some broads to bang, this cities perfect!"

Alright, thats concluding this news broadcast. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bgDF2xfcbv8

[Chris BEvan]

OOC: So Ann is a naked Sarah Lyons?

OOC: I guess I worked that badly, no, she looks like Sarah Lyons, but is wearing clothes that are not power armor

[Chloe :)]

Lyn Grave
New Manhattan Mayor's Estate

Lyn contemplated quietly at Franks offer for her to move in. She remained quiet until Mieux told them to make their way to the tower. She followed Frank as they made their way there. Once they were in his office, Lyn spoke up. "What did you need?"

[Genevieve]

Mieux clasped his hands together as the others all sat down on the plush white couches, "Excellent, now that you find people are here, I want you all, including you Ms. Scalatti, to witness this." He stared out the window staring at the city with his hands behind his back, in a way, after ruling so long, he found it hard to continue stepping down. "In light Mr. Scalatti's amazing progress as my protege and soon to replace me as Mr. Mieux, I have decided to place him and Vice President of Arcadia operations. This places him officially directly under me in the chain of command. As such, Mr Scalatti can also direct anything in New Manhattan as well, so long is continues to prosper New Manhattan. In a manner of speaking, this has more or less given Alex a fifty percent controlling share in my business. The next promotion will be when I step down, at which time, I will retire to life here in my penthouse, taking to quiet living and caring for my plants. As to you Mr. Vercelotti, in an attempt to increase New Manhattan into the right direction. I will hereby offer five thousand caps a week to go to the renovation and feeding of New Manhattan and it's citizens. As well, I wish to make sure you kick out any and all drug dealers in New Manhattan, it's bad for appearances. I want any druggies and their dealers pushed out of Manhattan Island." He then turned to the group. "Oh, and Alex. Per your promotion, you are now offered residency in this tower, with the floor below the penthouse level being your new residency, it even has it's own private movie viewing room, as well as many other high end luxuries. It was a floor offered to the creme de la creme of society back in it's day. Now, that suite, which comprises of the entire floor, is all yours and your wife. Now, are any objections in order here?"

[Heather beauchamp]

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

The Mayor sat down and listened quietly as Mr. Mieux spoke, but his expression grew visibly more horrified with every word he said, and at the final sentence he burst.

"Now, are any objections in order here?" he asked, nonchalantly.

"Yes! Several!" Frank jumped out of his seat. "You're trusting this man? The man who's [censored] over New Manhattan more times than the [censored]s in Evergreen? I can't believe this!" he screamed enraged, turning over a table for emphasis. "Alex Scallati has Bridgeport, and now he's talking Arcadia along with New Manhattan? Well, [censored] you!" he barked. "And no more chems? That's the backbone of the cities economy! You don't know what it's like to live on the streets in insolent bastard! You know nothing about life in the city! I demand you to take back both of your orders or New Manhattan shall plunge into complete anarchy and disorder, mark my words Mieux!" he finished, his mechanical heart racing, fueled with adrenaline and rage.

[Céline Rémy]

OOC: Wow, that was a very serious objection

Alexander Scalatti

Ann barely jumped out of the way when Frank overturned the table. Frank clearly did not like Alex, or the fact that he was gaining immense power. He also stood up in anger.

"Now, [censored] you!" Alex glared at Frank. "I don't control Bridgeport, I just control a ton of the trading there, my mutie friend actually runs the damn place!"

Ann walked over into the corner, she did not like seeing Alex in a fight. Alex kept up his verbal counter attack.

"How in the [censored] did I [censored] over this city?! If anything, I helped it! I fought for freedom! Its because of me, and my vault skills that this damn city even exists! [censored] you!"

Alex turned toward Justin, still seething with rage. He did calm himself down a little. "This city runs fine with the chem dealers. Now, i'm all for a program that gets people off the street anbd turns them into productive members of this city, but I'm not for banning it all together, but maybe Psycho, yeah, ban psycho."

[Mark Hepworth]

Mieux looked at the two as they bickered, then Alex looking at him and suggesting these things. "Absolutely not. Chems are NOT a path to rebuilding humanity, and Mr. Vercelotti, I would appreciate if you do not speak to your employer that way. Firstly, you're right, I DON'T know what it's like living on the street, but don't come at me with the nieve claims that drugs help cope. They don't. Do you know what happens? People use to feel better, and when they come down? Their depression spirals, they can't stand reality, so what do they do? They continue using extensively, becoming junkies. I will not claim it's easy to kick a habit. But New Manhattan NEEDS a new backbone. give addicts a regiment of fixers until their drug addiction is flushed from their systems. In replacement of drugs, we can build crops or something in what was once Central Park. Or, we will have to find a G.E.C.K somewhere to revive the park, and build a park, the only problem with that is only known one is in possesion of the Enclave, and they will certiantly never just hand it over nicely, and we can't afford a war with them, both financially and in terms of lives, and now they have a nuclear warhead in their posession, so they could easily flatten us. No, we'll have to find some way to build anew. As to Alex being promoted, you're a valuable asset Mr. Vercelotti, I don't need you quiting on me. So, until we can find a suitable replacement for my protegee. Unless you're suggesting you would make the oh so noble sacrifice as my protege Mr. Vercelotti."