[sunny lovett]

Lyn Grave

Lyn entered Frank's office, and took a seat. "You did very well, Frank. The deathclaw recognizes you as the alpha male, and me as the matriarch thanks to you."

[Allison Sizemore]

Several hours had passed when an old walkie talkie on Mieux's desk sprang to life, used by the security guards back in the days before the war. "Mieux, we got the machines. we're parked out front, we're hauling them in now." Mieux picked up the walkie talkie and pressed the side button, "Alright, now listen, they wont fit in the employee elevator, use the maintenance elevator underneath the stairwell, it's large enough to fit a mainframe tower at a time." Mieux was glad to see the plan going smoothly so far, but it likely would not stay that way forever. "Also, escort that gentleman who came here off the property, I don't need any employees at this time."

Mieux had take off his suit and put on a jumpsuit, helping the ghouls install the mainframes and terminals on the 52nd floor of the the tower, the very top level. The ghouls mainly dealt with soldering, but Mieux was mainly working on cleaning and inspecting the individual pieces inside the machines. After over two hours time, he was pleased to see the massive collection of servers and towers functioning. Now all that was needed was to update the software, which would take twenty minutes. "Mr. Utopia, would you kindly see to it that the software updates go through without a hitch? As it stands, that machine is controlling the delicate power supply of Manhattan Island. Also, send an encrypted message to Scalattis penthouse and check up on him, see if he's got anything to say, if he wants, I'll meet him face to face."

[Scarlet Devil]

James Beneteau

James shrugs after being told they have no openings then syas "guess theres no room for a remnant like me". He then leaves the building without any issues and continues on his way down the road towards his original objective with his weapon drawn in case any problems arise.

[Lauren Graves]

Sutler yielded and lit another cigarette, before reaching for the receiver on his desk.

"Sutler here, patch this through the PA system. Lt. Colonel Adams, please report to my office immediately for re-assignment, there's no need to ask for permission. Sutler Out." Sutler smiled at Hamilton, Adams will be our envoy to Mieux, best to keep his ridiculous idea's out of the Cabinet room, especially when we discuss Mieux's... cure."

[Rhi Edwards]

OOC: Lt. Colonel Adams? If by reassignment you mean demotion, then surely you wouldn’t reveal that over the PA system? I’ll assume you made a mistake.

Groggily, Adams rolled off his bed, leaving the sheets in a twisted mess. He hadn’t be sleeping; in fact, the headaches were fading, as was his cold. The beard still remained, however, much to Adams’ displeasure.

Donning his cap, Adams strode out of his quarters and through the complex. He held his head high, and his faced shone, equal to florescent light strung across the metallic walls. He was back in the game, and damn happy to be so.

Adams ceased his whistling as he approached upon Sutler’s office. The doors slid open, sending an echo through the Bunker. Hamilton? Adams thought, squinting his eyes. He shrugged and entered, snapping to a salute as he stood to Hamilton’s right.

“Colonel Adams, reporting for duty,” he said, spit flying from his mouth. His voice was clear and hearty, the previous hoarseness eliminated.

OOC: Eh, I guess a headache wouldn’t cease to exist so quickly, but let’s assume a few days have passed since Sutler and Adams last talked. It’s in our best interest.

[Rik Douglas]

OOC: Would've appreciated a little more meat on that post Ramendia. Maybe her reactions to the events of the fight, or perhaps having a talk with the deathclaw afterwards where she actually gets that information. Oh well, I know that you're busy IRL, so the fact that you're even posting is appreciated.

BIC:

Mayor Frank Vercelotti

"You did very well, Frank. The deathclaw recognizes you as the alpha male, and me as the matriarch thanks to you." Lyn said, once she had entered.

"Told ya so, didn't I?" the Mayor chuckled in satisfaction, but then suddenly cringed, as the pain of his wounded sides got to him. "I might need a massage tonight." he winced, but looked up at Lyn with a twinkle in his eye.

It was almost dark outside, and Frank decided to ask Lyn to accompany him back to his house, where she was effectively residing for several weeks now. "What a day." he grinned to her, as he shuffled along, torn and bruised from the clash he had earlier.

Wonder if anyone else has got wind of it yet. he thought to himself.

[Wanda Maximoff]

Joey Gallo:

He, and around 40 Mafia men had rallied at the former Government complex. The men found a old bunker entrance, they bust into it, and camped out. Joey, Aldo, Vito, Charlie, and four guards came into the building. Joey found a switch, and pulled it. The lights came on, terminals lit up, a green map with red dots at D.C, New York, Toronto, Los Angeles, Seattle, Philadelphia, Chicago, and many other cities on them, then, a female voice came on

"Welcome back Major Max Harding, Power was last turned off at:12:30 PM on October 23, 2077." The female voice said, the men shuttered

"Frozen in time...." muttered Aldo as he walked across the room. Joey found one terminal that was logged on to a account, the rest were on a communication and radar system.

Terminal:Major Harding's Terminal:

Last Entry-12:25 PM, October 23, 2077: GODDDDD! THEJ BOMBDS FELLLLLL, WE DIDN'T HOLD BACK EITHEERRR! I'M LOOKING AA DIRECT HIT AT NEW YORIK AND *End of Entry*

Joey found a skeleton next to the chair

"Damn...." muttered Joey, kicking the skeleton.

"SIR!" came a shout from Vito "Looks like we got more Government Complex's online around here. Look." Vito pointed to a dot on a green map. A blue dot flashing with a Raven Rock above it.

"Looks like we have company, I bet its the Enclave. If we can ally with them, I don't think the crew has a bone to pick with them, do they?" Joey asked Vito

"Nope, I think they like the Enclave." said Vito, smoking on a Cigar. The team prepared for a Enclave assault, or a recon.

"This has valuable information...." said Charlie as he looked at the Terminals and maps.

[Solina971]

OOC: I have nothing to post right now, so I'll do some Empire Radio

Yes, this is kinda based on Libya, but that is only by accident. I had this in mind even before the crisis over there.

Empire Radio

"How-do-you-do New Manhattan?! I'm doing just fine in case you're wondering. Right now, we have some breaking news for you, so stay tuned.

Lake Federation forces have repulsed a attack by rebels on the major military city of the Pitt. Yesterday, Donald Crosby, the vice president, led a rebellion and took over New Laketon. He started a rebel government and took over some cities in the country. After this recent defeat, the government has taken the momentum and has begun to push the rebels back to New Laketon. The government's advance is so fast, the rebels can't even make defensive positions.

"Man, many rebels deserted after the battle. They seem to have lost morale after just one loss." A Lake Federation Private said after we interviewed him. "There is some heavy fighting along the road, but thats about it."

Well, take your mind off this war by dancing to some http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58MZ8ECtPTw Keep on swinging!"

[mishionary]

Sutler stared down Adams from his chair before standing up to return the salute, whether he was supposed to as President he did not know, he still thought as a soldier, not that he had seen a real President in over 40 years; their own customs were being lost. Sutler sat back down and poured Adams a drink.

"It's never to early to have a drink Adams, or a shave for that matter but I disgress. I have re-opened diplomatic relations with Mieux, who is now in possetion of several very important pieces of Enclave electronics from Vault 109. I wish for you to take Autumn Squad and, under the supervision of my own Major Kong, make sure Mieux upholds his end of the bargin for an Enclave refuge in the area, I will be sending some more electronics and Enclave field equipment for our extended stay, barricade kits, MREs, bunks and the like. Just keep the peace between us and make sure that Mieux's rise to power is heavily dependant on us. I don't trust Mieux, as usual he thinks he calls the shots, even on his last legs, keep him on his toes Adams. Any questions?"

[Rachel Briere]

Joey Gallo:

Joey and his assistants inspected the radio station, it seemed to have control over some sort of Civilian radio waves

"Could we...?" said Aldo as he saw the radio equipment

"How?" Joey said

"Well...We could try...." Aldo said, clearly as nervous as the rest of them.

"Do you know how to work it?" Said a guard

Vito raised his hand, and walked over to the radio set. He turned on a few switches, and pulled over a microphone

"To all Enclave Personnel, I repeat, to all Enclave Personnel, We need help, we are at Operations Base Lima 909. I think the information here could help you people greatly, send a scout team here, Please! We need help!"

Vito flicked the switches off, and put the microphone down.

"They could get it...." Vito said, with optimism in his voice.

"Or they won't." Said Joey

[evelina c]

OOC: I don't see how Mieux's dependent on the Enclave, at the moment all of his machines are harvested from an old RobCo shipping warehouse at the docks. Mieux was annoyed when the Enclave troop said Sutler only sent half of the request, so Mieux simply said take it all back. :laugh:

Oh and Alex, I think you missed the part of my last post sending Alex a message he's willing to meet him in person.

[Chloe Mayo]

OOC: I don't see how Mieux's dependent on the Enclave, at the moment all of his machines are harvested from an old RobCo shipping warehouse at the docks. Mieux was annoyed when the Enclave troop said Sutler only sent half of the request, so Mieux simply said take it all back. :laugh:

Oh and Alex, I think you missed the part of my last post sending Alex a message he's willing to meet him in person.

Well I kind of got the impression from this:

"Moving onward, right now, we need to contact Sutler, this tower lacks any of the sophisticated software that the Mieux Hotel was installed with. We'll need a lot of mainframe hardware and terminals, as well as architects to restore this place to working order. In short, we'll need to start from square one."

I know Sutler didn't here this but to my knowledge you have a decrepid building which you asked for my assistance in turning into a base, a vertibird, a radio DJ and a colonel without any men and only a few sentry bots. I kind of figured you needed my help, yet Mieux decided to be a little [censored] and start demanding things when he had comparitevly little and was demanding a lot, epecially from a stubbern old fool like Sutler, who is frnkaly sick of being put down by you and Colonel Adams.

[nath]

OOC: Well, the DJ is a semi-sentient all purpose AI. It has the humanity of a real person, but it lacks any true free-will. So he's capable of free thought, but he can't. Honestly, Mieux isn't a powerhouse in terms of military might, so he'll still welcome the soldiers, he'll turn other floors into makeshift rooms. IE request bunk beds from you since it's for your men. I'll also RP a gym in there, kind of like how some high end offices have a gym for employees. but at the moment, those three pre-war mechanic/electrician ghouls are the ones repairing things, but making do with what they have, repairs are slow, so only the lobby and Mieux's office on the 52nd floor are active (Aside from emergency lighting that may be on in the 2nd-51st floors).

[Lou]

OOC: Well we bring all of our own gear, portable barricades, beds, radios, water purification and desalination gear, MREs will get dropped in. All that suff leave to us, although we do have technicians.

[Cat]

NSU Deep Cover 46

"[censored]!" one member of 46 yelled as the remaining soldiers were taken care of. They watched as Donald's power armoured soldiers attacked. 46 couldn't stand up to them, and they wouldn't without an okay from the Director.

Another member simply sent video feed to William and radioed him.

"Sir, the Vice President has Alex's wife at gunpoint. He also has six power armoured soldiers. The stories are true, the Federation is dying."

Director William Snowe

William received the message and smirked as the satellite operator reassured their claims as the satellite zoomed in on the Federation territory where the government was starting to take control.

"Retreat and go back to surveying New Manhattan. I will arrange a meeting with Mayor Vercelotti."

An audible "yes sir" had been uttered and the connection cut off. William, this time, called Frank.

"Frank, it's time we meet once more. I couldn't care less you beat a Deathclaw in a wrestling match, neither will I care whether or not you're having quality time with Lyn. It's about the Federation and your city. I'll meet you at the estate, see you then."

William turned to the soldiers guarding the council chamber. "Prep my Vertibird, and wake up Sonia. We're going to New Manhattan."

[OTTO]

OOC: Alex which faction of LF are in control of the Pitt?

[Emma-Jane Merrin]

OOC: The Government is in control.

@Zerker, that post was kinda way off. The Lake Federation Government loyal to John held back the rebels, and are now pushing back the rebels. The Government is winning. Right now, the rebels are in full retreat.

[helliehexx]

Lyn Grave

Lyn accompanied Frank back to the house. She followed him as he went along, worrying about his wounds. She followed him up to their room, and proceeded to give him a massage to help him relax. She knew what he had on his mind, so she gave him a kiss to get them started.

[Heather Kush]

Alexander Scalatti

Alex kept his gun trained on Donald, who kept tightening his grip on Ann. Alex was getting angrier by the second. Then, he faintly heard a news broadcast over Empire Radio. Vladimir was hiding in a corner, and he knew that Alex was eyeing the radio. Vladimir sneakily turned up the radio volume.

After the report was done, Donald's face turned white. "How, how could my army lose? How? We had the momentum."

"Its over Donald, let her go," John said in a serious tone as his personal guard of three soldiers in reinforced combat armor entered the casino.

"[censored] you Johnathan Fairfield, [censored] you and your country! [censored] this entire world," Donald exclaimed as he dug his gun into Ann's rib cage. She was fighting to hold back tears from the pain.

Alex was getting very angry now. He hated to see Ann in distress. "Let her go [censored] [censored]!"

Donald had other ideas however. He smirked as he raised his gun, pointed it at Alex, then pulled the trigger.

Alex was hit in the chest, but not near any vital organs.

[Liv Staff]

One week later...

Leon "Eclipse" Graves - Port Neptune - Graves' Spire

Leon leaned on the railing of his penthouse balcony looking out over his 'empire' while sipping a bottle of nuka-cola. Work had truly begun in earnest on The Core, Leon's dream of an open market to the factions of New Manhattan was moving ahead of schedule. Advancements were being made each day on the crashed vertibird thanks in part to Mieux's generous donation of schematics. All was not well however as the dissenter Connors apprehended still wasn't talking, much to the annoyance of Dr. Moffet the interrogator. Then there was the fact that Leon hadn't heard from Arcadia's new C.E.O Alexander Scalatti to confirm that the deal made with Mieux was still in place.

"Sigh!"

"Worse still is the fact I've locked myself within my suite until these damn traitors are brought down!" I don't know how much longer I can feign illness to keep Hector Carillo from suspecting were onto him and his cronies."

Finishing off the last bit of cola, Leon adjusted his silk robe and reentered his pad to go over the days reports, if only to keep himself from going stir crazy.

[Verity Hurding]

Joey Gallo:

"[censored] it, can we override the civilian broadcasts?" Joey demanded

"Well, we could, but frankly, that could take hours. And lets say we did. what are we suppose to say? Oh Hi Wasteland, We are the Mafia, looking for the Enclave! I mean really Joey, what do you propose we do?" Vito said as he tampered with the radio controls

"I think I should go back to Arcadia, have one last word with Alex. Aldo, James, Charlie, with me." Joey barked as he ordered them out.
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Two Hours Later:

They arrived at Arcadia, They found their way to the casino, riddled with bullets, dead bodies of patrons, and blood.

"What the [censored]?" Joey said as he paced around the casino, looking for Alex.

"Sir, look at this." said Aldo, pointing to dead bodies of Mafiosos.

"Mother [censored]ers, I'm going to make them-" Joey was interrupted by a gunshot.

[JUDY FIGHTS]

OOC: I assume all the equipment you mentioned is already aboard the vertibird? And I’ve got a day off tomorrow. Have to go to out for a meal, but that shouldn’t last too long.

Adams grimaced inwardly at the idea of ‘diplomatic relations’. Not because he’d rather kill Mieux, but rather the idea of his role remaining that of statesman. I’m a soldier, dammit; not a politician or a diplomat. Shouldn’t Hamilton be on this? And if Kong’s overseeing the operation, what good am I? Shrugging it off (inwardly, again), Adams replied.

“No questions. In fact, I actually agree with you. A welcome change, hmm?” Adams snorted. “As you rightly mentioned, Mieux grows more demanding by the day; I’ll be sure to let him know who’s in charge here. I get on with the man on a personal level – hopefully I can use that to our advantage. Anyway, if I may be excused. Mr. President, Hamilton.” He nodded at both before marching off to the command center; there, he made a brief announcement.

“Autumn Squad, this is Colonel Adams speaking. Assemble at the vertibird and prepare for boarding. Over and out.” Adams relinquished his pudgy finger from the button and paced off to the hanger, beginning to get sick off all the traipsing around.

Autumn Squad – save for Captain Butler, who was undergoing PT -- wasted little time in making their way to the Hanger. Led by a Gatling-laser wielding First Lieutenant Haywood, the team stood strong, though still dominated by the cavernous depot.

As Adams approached his team, hands behind his back, they snapped into a salute. Content, Adams spoke. “All right, boys, don’t get too excited. We’re being dispatched to Mieux’s new fortress to rendezvous with Major Kong; he’s overseeing the operation, so I expect he’ll update us with a status report once we arrive. From there, I assume our orders are to ensure a peace is kept as well as guaranteeing Mieux plays by our rules. The man’s a little worse for wear compared to his past, so if we make a statement, he’ll be ours.” Adams ceased his plodding back and forth and turned to face his men, his eyes scanning each one. “You’re good men; do your country proud.” With that, Adams pointed to the vertibird and Autumn Squad clambered aboard. Adams himself took a seat beside the pilot, who was quick to confirm their destination.

Engine roaring and propellers thudding, the vertibird ascended into the daylight, soaring through the sunny skies.

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Hamilton returned Adams’ nod and, once the Colonel had left the President’s office, span back round to face Sutler.

“Well, all of a sudden it feels as if a great burden has been lifted off my shoulders. It’s a wave of relief to see him leave, I’ll be honest,” Hamilton said frankly, mustering a weak chuckle.

[Ells]

Joey Gallo:

Joey and his mafiamen ran out of the Casino, not wanting another blood bath. They needed workers.

"To the Slums." he said
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One Hour later:

Joey and his men arrived in the slums. He found a group of about ten men walking around

"Hey, you group." Joey said to them, they looked at him and ran toward him "You want some work?"

"Yes!!!!" Said one of the workers, and the rest followed suit.

"Then follow us, you will help us build a fort, maybe become troops yourself." Joey said.
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Four Hours later:

After gaining forty total men in troops, and workers, they went back to the Outpost.

"What the hell?" Vito said as they came back. Joey was ordering the workers to build makeshift walls out of the ruined buildings around them.

"Workers and troops. Recruits so to speak." Joey said, the new troopers setting up guard positions.

"Did we get word with the Enclave?" asked Joey

"Nope, we did pick up a Vertibird flying, but that could just be a team going to Arcadia." said Vito.

The men entered inside. Waiting for the Enclave.

[ashleigh bryden]

Major Kong looked up at the Vertibird as it decended and squinted beneath his helmet as the sun shone into his eyes. After the usually rapid disembarking from the Vertibird, a sign of a well trained, highly mobile army, Kong approached Colonel Adams, saulted and said; "Colonel Adams? I am Major Kong of the Department of Homeland Development & US Army, the President has designated me as his 'go to' man, as he put it sir, for surface operations; you may remember I led a snatch-and-grab operation on a wasteland hamlet, for weapon testing subjects, last month? Well regardless, the President has asked me to remain he in what is primarily an observetory capacity, I will keep him informed of the project's status and may relay orders from him to you if he see's fit. He asked me to emphasise that this is 'your show' but that the President will intervene, based on my reports, if necessary. Just keep the Enclave's interest at heart, as I am sure you always endevour to do, and he probably won't take much of an interest; as we all know full well, and I agree for the most part, the President prefers to keep all wasteland negotiations at a distance of 400 yards and let a bolt of plasma do the talking." Kong smiled and turned around, signalling a few men, who had remained from last time, to begin unloading the '596.

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“Well, all of a sudden it feels as if a great burden has been lifted off my shoulders. It’s a wave of relief to see him leave, I’ll be honest,” Hamilton said, chuckling slightly as he did so. Sutler returned the weak smile.

"Indeed," he began. "It is better with him out of the frame, our Cabinet meetings can proceed now on really discussing Mieux's offer; without the threat of that over-inflated soldier interfering. Sutler sighed, "Adams likes to think of himself as the heralder of a new age, that he is continuing, the late, Colonel Autumn's work; Adams has a some-what fanatical devotion to him and his teachings. I'll be honest and say that if it were so to the proper modus operandi of the Enclave and me, I wouldn't disapprove; but it is his choice what he wishes I suppose, not that I still don't hold it against him. Of course it is all irrelevant; one day Hamilton, one day the prevailant opinion amongst the human population will be that we were tireless heroes. History will vindicate us."

[Alexander Horton]

Mieux was leaning back in the old chair behind his desk chuckling in an amused tone, listening as a soldier had accidently left their radio on 'transmit', allowing him to hear the Vertibird conversation. "Heh, those Enclave chuckle heads think they run the show still? Cute. I send them away and get up on my feet by myself and they still think." His colonel, standing by his side, looked worried. "Sir, you don't TRUST this Colonel Adams and the Enclave do you?" Mieux threw a look at the colonel as if he had interrupted a private conversation, "What? No, of course not. Right now, the roulette wheel is spinning colonel, and the ball is still spinning, and until I rig the odds completely in favor of double zero I must play the subsevient lesser."

"I still lash out to keep convincing, but, all in all, they, while only suspicious, likely don't understand the genius I have, seeing me as 'lesser' has it's advantages." The colonel furrowed his eyes, thinking, trying to figure out what Mieux doing, "Sir, are you going to kill them?" Mieux stood up and looked out the wall sized window at the direction of Arcadia and said in a disappointed tone, "Colonel, after five years in my service, you see me as a fool? I'd be eaten alive, and you as well. No, my plan is more Machiavelli. They need a safehaven in the city, I can provide that, but they know I'm not going to waste an opportunity, so they throw tech my way, never knowing they further my plans" The colonel, still confused, "But sir, you sent them BACK to their base with their tech, saying that you didnt order half a supply, you ordered a full supply." Mieux smirked, still staring out the window with his hands behind his back, "And so I did. But still, their being here is that they will protect me while they protect themselves. Our foremost advantage is that they'll never know that I know how to use their tech, that radio on the table? I took a look inside, and now Mr. Utopia has downloaded all of it's frequencies. A few are scrambled since the young man who owns it is a lowly corporal, but still, standard pvssyr is more valuable than many would suspect."

Mieux turned to the colonel, "Now, if you'd be so kind as to go downstairs, I see a vertibird on the horizon, we have some guests to entertain, but, do keep the other colonel busy, keep him liqoured up down the hall in the Executive Lounge, I don't care, just don't bring them up here, I have no need to speak to them, if I want to speak to them, I'll call for them..

Colonel Graye


The colonel passed the two Sentry Bots positioned just outside Mieux's office, hearing the door's airlocks seal the door, which used to be on a laboratory down on one of the currently inaccessible levels. He turned and looked to Mieux, who was busy with his back turned at the huge jury rigged set of terminals. He couldn't help but admire Mieux's cold yet sophisticated intelligence. He went to the elevators, which on this floor, the doors were paneled with a relief of Atlas bearing the world on his shoulders. He listened to the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFJKlwiYhnU as it hummed downward. As the doors opened, he just witnessed a man in a trenchcoat, presumably the 'Colonel Adams' he heard stories of, being escorted by troops in power armor. Colonel Graye descended the double staircase and extended a hand as he approached the trenchoated man "Welcome to the Chryslus Tower, Mr. Mieux is currently doing some work, and has asked I entertain you instead. I'm Colonel Graye." He nodded his head curtly to Adams.

OOC: Sorry if I messed up Chriso, I was imaging Adams in the uniform Chase and Autumn wear. If I'm wrong correct me and I'll edit it.