OOC: They also tend to stop dead still like a statue when they are scared
I wish p'bro would show up more than once a day, or someone else controlled the Raiders.... Kinda slow.

The squad leader gave the command........Booom!......Boom! The 2 Enclave soldiers were dead with their brains all over the ground. The squad quickly carried the corpses up the hill. The squad leader said to Vlad and a Infantry unit to "stay at the town and search for survivors. Me and the rest of the squad will take these back to command and have them identified." Vlad nodded and told the Infantry unit to search the houses while he kept a lookout on top of the hill.

(This is not the hill the Enclave are coming up. This is arcross the town.)

( OOC: I'll ask p bro if i can help with some NPCs maybe. )

" Otieno knows how to use it, we have NO idea how, but he does. "
By this time Otieno had put on the Power Armor, Helmet and all, and was testing it out.
" Carlo is good with these Laser guns and good at Science, so he should be easy for Otieno to teach. However, I would appreciate it if you could teach Frank and Falcar. And i SWEAR TO GOD, if any harm comes to my people, because of you and your Enclave trouble, i will hang you from a meathook and gut you like the pigs you fight. "

"Its fine, we're going to need to run from them for now, I had no clue they had so much power, at least that they could do it to svck a small town. All right you two over there, when Carl gets back with the 'package' I can teach you how to do cartwheels in power armor." He looked back at Vassilli, "I guess I should tell you what my friend is getting....its a Brotherhood of Steel truck, full of power armor, guns, supplies, explosives, even some rare metals and chemicapls, I found it a while ago. Now how does your friend know how to operate such advanced armor?"

Vasili just looked with a blank face.
" I have no idea. Didn't find out until now. "

"Strange, but no spy could be stupid enought to let us no, he was probably involved with a lotof power armor in the past. "

" I rather not interrogate my men without given cause, if they wish to offer information freely.. "
Otieno cut him off.
" I used to be a member of the Outcasts. I was given leave, to go see what was going on in our nations Capital. Wouldn't a lone Outcast have quite a bit of trouble? Especially with Lyons and her mockery in the area. So i sold my armor the first chance i got, lived off the profits until i met Vasili. "

Dox looked around, shell shocked, the artillery had damaged the one holy place in this dump. The bar had taken two highly explosive rounds to it. Dox just stumbled around dumb struck. He screamed help, but his ears where shot out, he couldnt hear anything. "HELLLLLLP.....HELLLLP!" the only sound he heard was the ringing in his ears

Vito suddenly remembered the men who had mocked them when they first entered the bar.
" Guys, should we go back and help those guys who insulted us when we got into the bar? "

OOC: I apologise for my inactivity, time zones and such. W00tz if you want to take on some NPCs go ahead, I think I can trust you.

Evergreen Mills

"Supply and demand." Bishop replied to Ken, some saying traders liked to say when charging near exorbitant prices.

Bishop took another puff to keep his cool and carefully surveyed the opposite party. They were expecting trouble, as you do when you walk into a raider camp. Some were even was pointing weapons. Morons, this is a [censored] powder keg and [censored] like this don't help. They must have had encounters like this before, they spread themselves out nicely rather than grouping together like fresh meat.

Their positions indicated a fight would be messy, Bishops self preservation instinct had began to tingle. He started calculating the possible exits and cover. If this had happened a week ago he would have discretely left already but he was invested in the major raid plan, he needed to stick around and make sure this trade didn't go to [censored].

Swan didn't need to survey the oppositions positions he was in the middle of them, and if they started firing he would be the first to go down. He had attended deals like this before, slave trading was by no means a safe and noble business transaction.

"Brahmin? That won't do. One or two I could sell off for the meat but all my slaves worth? I'm better off taking them to Paradise Falls for caps or ammo." If a fellow raider offered him that kind of deal Swan would have been decidedly less polite in his refusal but these were exceptional circumstances.

The raiders on the sidelines were either openly watching or keeping an eye on the situation their weapons within comfortable reach.

Bleak Rock

The Enclave soldiers continued their blitz of the ruined town, the advance squads fired on any evidence of life, executing injured insurgents and indigenous population indiscriminately. Back up squads followed behind kicking over ruined shacks and doing a more thorough job of searching for the enemy. A gunship swooped over, its nose mounted flood light beaming illumination across the hilly approaches to Bleak Rock.

The Captain noted to his superiors through his mouthpiece the operation was going better than anticipated.

(OOC: I should hope it is only NPC's not directly talking to or trading with him... That could get silly.)

Ken chuckled at Bishops responce,
"Indeed, You been around here long?" He points to Rosie.
"We only just appeared around here and already our girl is trying to her us killed."

He sees a very faint degree of interest in Bishops eyes,
"You got mutants around here? Only ive noticed all the men are abit worried by them..." He smiled.
"I wouldnt expect you have seen the Anti-Slaver Rangers either would you?"

He pointed across to the men in thick combat armour, their weapons drawn.
"They never really lighten up like the Ex-Raiders in our group do, always talking about killing Slavers..." He threw his plastic glass at the bar man.
"That was like brahmin piss, I shoulda just used those bullets to shoot you and take a drink myself."

Turning his attention back to Bishop,
"You never wanna just leave? Theres alot more to do than killing and pillaging ya know..."
With that he stood up and walked across the room, all eyes were on him as he pushed open a door to what he presumed was the toilet.

----

Rosie did not lower herself to "argue" with Swan.
She stepped to one side so that Clark still had a clear shot,
leaning in closely whispering in his ear,
"Do you not fear the Men I have following me?
The men in Combat armour are from Vault City, they travel the Wasteland killing Slavers.
The large green men are Mutants, they are Genetically Enhanced Super Soldiers capable of killing ten men each...
Enslaved and forcefully experemented by the Goverment they are also not too happy about Slavers."

She steps back,
"We have more who wait outside your encampment, more Rangers... more Mutants,
My offer is fair the Brahmin I offer will provide enough milk for three men to live of each and the ones you breed you can kill for meat.
Accept our offer let us leave you without harm."


(OOC: The ambiguety is intended, the Raiders do not know if it means let the Group leave without the Raiders harming them or let the Group leave without them harming the Raiders...
Swan knows that Rosie means let the Group leave without them KILLING him.

Oh and be fair, even a Slaver would put his life before profit.)

"I see, we would have been enemies if I had stayed with the Brotherhood." Ermine heard Vito's statement, "I am not going to let hime here the end of this. If he's so goodwoth explosives, he should be able to make the shells turn around andhit the Enclave..."

(You do realize that the Enclave armor is far more advanced than the t-4whatever armor right?)

( OOC: Mhm, did i at any point say Otieno's explanation was true? )

" I .. We've had enough of this place. We intend to continue on, come if you want. "


Within an hour everyone was ready to move.
" We plan to go here. "
http://i373.photobucket.com/albums/oo180/then00bdude/fallout3.jpg
Falcar showed Ermine a picture.

OCC: (soory for occ only post) but when do you guys attend to leave Bleak Rock because my char will follow.

Ermine examined the picture, "the capitol building, the Brotherhood sent mr there as my first assignment, its full of super mutants." he looked at his pocket watch, "well, Carl should be here in less than an hour."

Carl pulled his truck up, it had claw marks on the sides of a few crates, "Sorry bossy boss, ran into two a them deathy claws, ran like a midget on roids! damn right!" Ermine got into the cab of Carl's truck, and drove it into some bushes, "Move all of this onto Vassili's caravan. Now." "You got it bossy!" Ermine walked back to Vassilli, "When your men return with those....soldiers we can leave. We might want tostop somewhere that we can re-equip and teach people to use this armor"

" When Carl gets here, I am heading straight to where a man called Dukov lives. I will allow whoever can be ready to go by then to follow us. Those soldiers can fend for themselves, as we have. "

Maybe we can rest for a few days at Dukov's Place.

is that font your thoughts? im confused! and carl is there now

Gah can we chillaxe with the crazy fonts?

"Speech"
Thoughts
The rest.

..... Your ways of showing different things seem to change with every post, and im currently ill with a Mega headache... Small unreadable fonts make my bonse hurt.

"What happened to the capital building?"

( OOC: I just decided to start using it, i will stop doing so in this forum. )

Evergreen Mills

Bishop listened to the man while he finished his drink, Bishop recognised the mutants and vaguely wondered how they were tamed. His attention however was focused on the slave trader, Swan didn't look like a hothead but he was obviously going to have to take the short end of the deal in order to get these white knights to leave, how was he going to take it.

Swan was being robbed and in front of one of the largest groups of raiders ever assembled no less. His reputation would definitely suffer but Swan was a survivor he knew when to hold and when to fold.

"Well, you're in luck in that I can't make the trip to Paradise Falls, I've got pressing business to attend elsewhere. Maybe all my friends here need something to eat before they leave."

Swan unhooked a keyring from his belt and tossed it to a nearby raider, who raised his eyebrows slightly, turned and unlocked each of the slave cages.

"There you go, have a nice day."

"Bossy! We gotta pritty lil girl who want to be talkin to ya! Ya god damned pimp!" Carl was yelling from the truck cab. Ermine sighed and ran to the truck and grabbed the mouthpiece, "this is Ermine, who are you?" There was a long pause followed by static, a young girls voice came through, "one of your men, Ted was my big brother, he came back with his arm......gone, and an hour later, he...he died. I won't say its your fault but I...I wantto join your group." she started to cry, "please? Ted taught me to shoot a gun, and im not that bad! I wanna come with you, we're not that far frim that town you were broadcasting about, please, come pick me up, I haveother friends I can radio to join you." Ermine paused for a second, he sighed, "Whats your name? How old are you anyway?" The girl giggled, "Its Grace. I'm nineteen, but I'll be twenty in a few weeks!" she giggled again, "Well? Oh come on, I'm pretty too! Ted says I'd like you." Ermine was shocked, Ted was the kid who was with him earlier, "Alright, you can come, get your supplies ready, it'll be a few hours, but be ready." Ermine listened for a while, he heard the sounds of clothes being thrown dropped.....cut. "Well! talk to me! What kind of boyfriend are you?!" Ermine was being more and more suprised by Grace, "boyfriend? How are you so....happy at a time like this?" he was almost disqusted."You SAID i can come, doesnt that make me your boyfriend? how ae you so...serious and sad?" she started to pretend to cry.
"Maybe you figured this out from Ted, we were just attacked, and were beaten,"
"So? you're alive right? Be happy of that!"
"Agh! We're leaving, be ready when we pick you up."
Ermine left the truck and came back to Vassilli, "We're going to needto pick someone up, should be on the way though"

(oh no! i made a fanfic girlfriend! She was neccasary, and im not that lonely kid who imagine up some hot fanfic girl and whacks off to the thought of her, got a girlfriend dudes! honestly, shes based off my girl, couldnt help it, I love her man)
i just got that thordaddy thing....

The Brahmin mooed and grunted, almost as anxious as Vasili was to get out of here.
" Ermine, Hurry up. "

Falcar sat examining a map of the D.C. Area.
I heard this Dukov guy has got a few hot *female dogs* down there with him. Loads of liqour too. Could be a nice reprieve for the men. Me included.

Rosie smiled, that Swan had taken her deal but she knew she was not out of the fire yet.

"We do not mean to push you into a bad deal, we truely do believe this is worth while." A wider smile spread across her face,
"However we appreciate your co-opperation and to prevent any misunderstanding during our transfer we would like to throw in a little gift."

A strange look spread across Swans face,
"We have had a bit of a problem with some large Mutated bears on our travels, seems there is a den nearby." She held our her hand to shake his.
"We will throw in 10 of them skinned, gutted and prepared for eating if the transfer goes well."

For a moment he hesitated before shaking her hand,
Rosie new Swan was shocked at the amount she had claimed to kill and also that she was offering him so many.

"We will be leaving Ken with you for the Transaction, he will escort the Slaves to us.
However we wish for one of your men to join us on our departure, so that he may escort our Brahmin to you...
He can also confirm the existance of the Bonus we offer."

"Mind you, these will be left outside you gates after the transaction and if it goes badly you will not recieve them."
She smiled and turned to walk away.

Ok this is when he shoots me,
This is the single point in the deal were we live or die,
I know he is both intimidated and impressed by me...
But he is a Raider.

Time moved so slowly as she took but a few steps away, her back to Swan.
Even though Clark had his shotgun pointed at his she was still warey of what would happen.

Dox woke up on a medical tent matress, his head was spinning, and extremely groggy. He checked his limbs, everything was in place... "No use for this than." as he yanked the IV out of his arm. Blood splattered on the sheets. He treated his arm with a bandage, threw his clothes on, and stumbled out of the Medtent. "What the [censored] happened?" he thought to himself. Bumping into someone unintentionally....."COMRAD!!! What's goin on dude!!! Jesus it's been like....ages!" he laughed, still tipsy of the morphine. "Hey Comrad shhhhh we gotta be quiet, cuz the Russian spy satelites will hear us...WHEN is the next mission. I need to get some action in, ever since ive been here it's been wahhh wahhh wahh I got period blood all over my flack jacket! Buncha [censored]in yah know?" he said slingin his arm around him

(OOC: Got drill this weekend, see yall on monday)