Guys, if you haven't PMed me and I haven't oked you, don't post. We are done with recruitment.

But you did OK me D: T_T

OOC: Sorry:)

OCC: So, I wasn't being accused? X_X?

OOC: I don't know he might have been talking to me but I think he was talking to Bacon.

OCC: Oh, OK....

OOC: Im sorry, I though I only had to PM if I was starting in the Vault... Am I still able to post?

OOC: Ok, ok, you guys are all ok. I just want to let everyone know that recruitment is officially done.

IC: "Ok!" Maric yelled as he went to pick up the man. John was helping too, and they carried him to a nearby table.

"I'll go get some more stimpaks. John and Doc, get a gun and some ammo. Take out those sons of [censored]es." Maric said as he ran for a vault door. He pulled back the button and the door flew up and opened. He frantically searched for some stimpacks, and found about two. He also found some Med-X and RadAway, which might come in handy later. Then he bolted back.

Marshal sprinted down towards Stakes, he took the full force of the grenade but hopefully his armour protected him. Stakes was lying awkwardly, one hand holding his laser rifle he scanned for the attacker.

"You're gonna be alright Sarge." Marshal said grabbing Stakes pack.

Marshal was close to cover when he heard someone talking behind him, he didn't recognise the voice as one of the squad. His response was automatic. He let go of Stakes and swung his plasma rifle around in a backhanded blow towards the hostile.

Sounds of battle filled the once calm air, Eric crawled his way on top of the rock formation and saw a battle taking place. One of the groups had yellow 34's pianted on their backs, the other group wore black armour with a white talon on the front. ?There also seemed to be a third party of soldiers fighting, one soldier yelling something about his "Sarge", presumably the wounded soldier being dragged. In this battle it seemed like the 34's were basically civilians running and hiding, and the soldiers were obviously not doing well. Eric laid his arm down on the rock looking over the sights of his .44. "Its a good thing I'm left handed" he said to himself as he pulled the trigger. An explosion of blood, bone, and muscle filled the air around one of the Talons shoulder, and left the Talon screaming on the floor. One of his buddies saw this and turned towards the rock formation but Eric quickly ducked behind cover. Convinced the shot came from somewhere else(or mabye deciding the soldiers and 34's were more important) turned back to the previous firefight. Eric waited a few seconds before popping up again to fire, this time he missed and the Talon saw him shoot. Next thing Eric knew, a Talon was unloading a clip at him.

Frost had anticipated this (OCC: My next action is not ubering...) he ducked the gun coming at his head and stomped on the back of the mans knees, grabbing his wrist and twisting it painfully "Sir, do you and your friend need help?" he waited for a reply letting of the pressure on the mans wrist a little but keeping a firm grip.

OCC: Sorry if I didn't put this in the Character Sheet but my guy is modeled after me, I have been taking martial arts for "awhile" and I am a black belt. My reactions will be good but not super human

Marshal winced in pain. He'd underestimated his opponent and attempted to use his power armour enhanced brute force while taking no regard for his reduced agility, now he was paying.

"Argh, [censored] you mutant scum." Marshal grunted.

Jacobs noticing the trouble, propped his laser rifle on a rock and fired two shots towards the attacker, if this was the [censored] who tried to smoke them with the grenade he make him would pay.

OCC: Just to let you know P Bro I am behind the other guy, so you just popped shots at your friendly.... D:

Frost sighed as the guy fired shots that went wide because he was trying to aim around his friend "STOP [censored] SHOOTING, DO I LOOK LIKE A MUTANT?!?!?!" he threw the guy he was holding to the ground beside his friend but while he was in the air Frost jumped to the injured man and knocked the gun out of his hand. "Now I will ask again, DO YOU NEED HELP? Look I'm not armed dumb ass." Frost showed his hands "Now I don't want to hurt you and you need medical help so, where is the nearest doctor?"

Stakes grimaced a little, bemused his men were being humiliated by a wastelander. "Cease fire soldiers, if this guy wants to help us so bad, let him."

Marshal got back up stretching his joints out and Jacobs turned back to watching the unfolding battle.

"The egghead hiding back up there should have a stim that will tide me over until we get back to base. What's your name, son?"

Frost grinned at the man on the ground "My name is Frost, how about you?" Frost was talking while he dragged him up the hill "Oh, sorry about your friends wrist. I just don't like people swinging things at me....." after he finished speaking one of the studs on his greeves ripped through his pants "There goes another pair of pants.... Don't be alarmed if I wanted you dead you would be dead already. So, sorry for interrupting you before, what was your name?"

OCC: Haha sorry all that interrupting was just a filler

"Sergeant Major James Stakes of the Enclave Armed Forces, just call me Stakes." He said as the scientist fumbled trough his pack looking for a stim.

He finally found one and injected it Stakes immediately felt himself reenergised and the pain fading away, of course the injuries were still there; the broken arm and shrapnel wounding but they were no longer bothering him.

"So Frost, what are your motives here? Why are you assisting us?" Stakes asked, still keeping an eye on the battle below.

"Hahaha, this is [censored] perfect, those Enclave bastards got what they deserved" Greck smiled to himself as he made sure none of the people in the giant fight were looking in his direction, then he bolted as fast as possible to another hiding place a couple of feet away from his original hiding place, this time it was a broke down truck. He had a better view of the fight and another chance to use his last grenade now, but he wasn't gonna let it fly just yet.

Frost looked down at Stakes with a cheerful look in his eyes "Just looked like you needed some help, I always help the person that is in the most need. Or I guess the person that looks most likely to not kill me when I try to help." Frost held out his hand to Stakes and helped him up. "So what are you and your men doing here Stakes?" Frost while he waited was stretching out his legs.

Darren's eyes fluttered open for a second and then closed again. His back and shoulder were badly burnt and a long, deep cut scarred him from the back of his next to the side of his face. He had taken the direct force of the grenade. In his unconscious mind he was remembering his past... He remembered how he had once had a family, a wife. He also remembered how he lost her. The night he found them together, he remembered that all to well. Out of anger he murdered him. she fled but Darren didn't pursue her. He just walked away in a daze and went to sleep. The next day the Regulators showed up at his door. They took out their guns and shot at Darren's still sleeping body... Only to find that he wasn't there. Darren remembered how he had suddenly woke in the night and how it had dawned on him what he'd done. He had killed his friend! He remembered how he had fled through the darkness...

Suddenly Darren awoke gasping for breathe. Next to him was someone familiar, but Darren couldn't quite recall who it was.

Darren: "Doctor? Is that you?"

He was starting to lose consciousness again. He tried to sit up but a sharp, burning pain in his back and shoulder made him cry out and forced him to remain laying down. He took one last look at his shoulder. It was burnt and oozing blood. He closed his eyes and silently wished away the memories.

Eric immediatly ducked his head back under cover, fumbling his gun in his hand, Reloading is a [censored] with one hand he thought to himself as he tried to get the .44 rounds out of his pocket. He brougth the bullets up to his gun, and dropped all of them. "[censored] IT!" Eric yelled and pulled out his combat knife, holding it close to his chest, waiting. He heard the running footsteps of the Talon and jumped up to meet him, yelling as he stabbed the knife into the talons side. The Talon screamed and kicked Eric to the ground, pulling out a 10mm automatic pistol, but before the Talon could fire Eric kicked at the Talon knocking him off his feet. The next thing he knew they were both rolling dow the hill towards the firefight.

"The vault." Stakes answered. "We are here to capture it and evacuate the inhabitants. However we didn't expect them to be out and walking around out here or a pitched battle outside the entrance." Stakes got up to a crouch position, holding his laser rifle one handed.
"But first things first, some smart ass tried to kill us with the grenade and we are going to make him pay."

Frost was deep in thought for a couple of seconds. Hmmm.... I might as well help him out... "Stakes, mind if I tag along? I haven't seen a good fight in awhile." Frost in truth was thrilled to be in the action again. Usually he helps people in a non-violent way, but that little "scrap" with Stakes and his friend made him miss it.

Doc Hoff and John were out getting weapons and ammo like Maric had told them to.

Doc Hoff: Here take these medical supplies, take them back and give them to Darren.

As John left Doc Hoff dropped the weapons he was carrying and started to run.

No way am I getting caught up in this fight!

He fled out the vaults doors and ran north, away from the battle.

(OOC: By the way where exactly is the vault? Just give me a place its near like, south of megaton or something.)

Greck just continued to laugh, finding sick and crazy joy from this mess of a scrap "Well, this was fun, but it is time to go celebrate with a drink at Megaton" He whispered to himself in his burly and ragged voice as he got up, whistling, and started off with a happy whistling tune, good day.

Stakes thought a short while. He was injured and the squad had hardly enough soldiers for the mission. Frosts help would be welcome but this was a military operation. Enlisting a civilian to help would not go down with Stakes' superiors very well. It would be a risk Stakes was willing to take to succeed the mission.

Stakes took a deep breath before talking, thinking what he would say exactly.

"You are free to help us and you are free to leave us at any time if you no longer want to be involved in our mission. But you must promise me one thing: after this is done you must never tell anyone of what happened here or reveal any intelligence on the Enclave you have gathered."