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 Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 4:41 am
"Yes, Who on this god forsaken earth would do that?" Cartagan shot Jokes a glare. "Dont worry about our target, just kill em and take some joy in the fact that you rid the world of a few more of those people." (btw, who was arguing?)
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 4:48 am
((I kinda counted before you pointed at me as argueing...a bit))
"Yeah...Sure"
He didnt know why he shot that glance at the guy on the bunk bed,he didnt really wan't to know either.He sat down with his back against the wall,AK in his lap.The gun was battered,a couple of lines of glue adorned the stock and a small torch was selotaped onto the side of the barrel.
But it was his gun...there are many like it,but this one was his.He took a good look at the rest of the rest of the sqad and started listening in on the conversation.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 12:42 pm
after leaving the initiate to his thoughts, Cartagan sat upon a crate. He ran His hands over his weapons again. this wait was taking far too long... If he allowed himself to just sit here he would just dwell on past events, and that was something he really didnt want to do. for the fourth time he checked his weapons, 'This needs to get going allready!'
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:45 pm
Positioned on the ground with his legs folded was the gigantic tribal, otherwise known as Owari Komodo. Usually he preferred the company of his reptilian comrade Kiro, but this mission strike him as one that would be too inappropriate for such a savage creature, despite his hunting prowess. Equipped with his usual arsenal, he glanced at all the soldiers partaking in the mission.
For the meanwhile he was would reserve, simply not the sociable type to begin with. However, with a few familiar faces plus Dante in the perimeter, at least things would not be so awkward. Personally he had no qualms on cannibals, presuming it was something that most had to resort to at drastic times. These individuals though were doing it for business, something anyone from the Ryukas tribe would execute for such barbaric thoughts. Staying silent, he waited until he was addressed.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 7:55 pm
Dante listened to the banter of the soldiers for a moment before noticing Owari sitting on the ground being silent. The lack of Kiro had surprised Dante just a little. That big lizard was basically a part of Owari it seemed. However this mission seemed to not be fitting of Kiro to tag along. Dante walked over to Owari. He sat down beside the large tribal, watching the other soldiers going about there business. "Good to see you Owari. Renegade may be disbanded at the moment, but I wouldn't want to be on this thing without you." Dante said, while he continued to watch the others. Dante had somehow become rather reliant on having Owari around. It was something that just happened. Having the man as his right hand in his former squad had caused Dante to grow a friendship towards the large guy. Not to mention Owari was a very skilled warrior.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 8:12 pm
Observant of what everyone was doing to past time on the stake out, Owari watched speechless as Dante sat besides him, while the majority of the ambush team was engaging in different topics. Listening to him speak, even the stolid tribal cracked a small smile for a moment. Withdrawing his customized sword, he spoke to his superior in a calm, but stern voice while polishing the blade with a cloth.
" Renegade might disappear, but we are connected like blood brothers. Oh, and its nice to have your company Dante."
Most of the time he felt it was necessary to address them formally in rank, but Dante was one of the few soldiers to forge a bond with him. Even his hostile pet was growing to trust him, something which was quite rare when concerning strangers outside of his tribe. The respect Dante had for him was mutual, knowing that even with their differences in skill, both were related by their fighting spirit.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 8:53 pm
Drumming his fingers on the side of his chair which he had conveniently placed next to the door, he felt like he was about to die of boredom. As if fate had answered his wish though, a wastelander quickly stepped inside. It was a fairly small and scrawny man who was mostly bald. Zarek was particularly discouraged when he noticed the 10mm in the old man's hand, indicating the he was a part of the town watch that would be helping the brotherhood defend the city. The man leaned down and whispered into his ear for a moment or two, then backed up and hastily left, shutting the door behind him. Zarek stood up to face the rest of the Brotherhood members. He snapped a clip into his AK and flipped off the safety.
"Alright guys, the wastelander just informed me that there are two groups of hunters seen prowling about the town, one to the east of us and one to the west. Apparently they've gotten so bold now that they feel free to talk loudly, crack jokes, laugh, and pal around while they stroll through the streets looking for a house to raid so they shouldn't be hard to find at all once you get in ear shot. The groups he said, usually range from eight to twelve hunters so numbers obviously aren't on our side. I suggest that we ambush them while they're breaking into someone's home but the official decision of how we do this is obviously up to the highest ranking member here." He shot Dante a respectful glance and sat back down.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 8:58 pm
Falx Draconus.
Mission Prep.
Falx had been watching the events unfold. As the wastelander walked in and informed his comrade of the situation, he watched on. Falx spoke up. "My opinon, as an initate, means little. However, My suggestion is we take the vertibird and lay into the house with the mini-gun. We do a few passes then the Assault team waits for any survivors. It would make use of our assets and minimize casualites." Having said his piece he went back to his weapons, sure that he would be ignored. Either way, Flax just wanted some trigger time.
He was going insane with bordom. This was the case with everyone before a mission. A whole lot of waiting for very little trigger time. It was how it had to be. Falx slung the Pride and the Silverhawk over his shoulder. He propped the minigun, to be within easy reach. Sliding on the backpack containing his rations and ammunition, he was ready to move out at a word.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:08 pm
(((Im going to post here in a bit, just asking if we can like pause the RP for a moment until i can get my character stuff updated properly? PM me about it if you want Cold.)))
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:08 pm
Zarek shook his head. Who was this guy?
"Several problems with your idea.
1. There is no assault squad, we couldn't get enough people onboard the mission.
2. The entire hunter gang will never be bold enough to make a direct assault on the city if they know the brotherhood's involved, especially if they know we have a vertibird with two miniguns on it. We want this to look like they towns people did this so when the hunters see the mutilated corpses of their comrades outside they'll want revenge, thinking that the Town Watch got lucky and managed to kill their guys."
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:10 pm
((Alright alright, we'll wait. And Leon how the hell are you in the wasteland town if you're supposed to be back at base waiting for tomorrow when you, brax, and breen fly the vertibird in to save us. I guess it's okay though, we can say that during the night sometime we snuck the vertibird into the city and covered it with a tarp or something like that.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:13 pm
Falx Draconus.
Preparation.
He shrugged in response. "Whatever you guys want to do. I'm just thinking of minimizing causualties." Falx conceded. In the end it didn't really matter. He knew he wouldn't be among the dead. They could come at this however they wanted. Though he wondered, if they were trying to make this seem like they didn't do it, a Vertibird isn't exactly stealthy. It would be a dead give away. Falx wasn't the tactician here but he had to question some of the logic.
Falx went back to his weapons again, slinging the pack from his shoulders. It looked as though they would not be headed out yet.
((I thought we were all in a shack together. My bad, if you want I can delete the posts))
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 9:34 pm
((No no Leon I like the idea of the Vertibird being in the town better. Makes more sense.
EDIT: Btw Leon we don't want the hunters to know the Brotherhood is involved UNTIL they make their huge assault at which point it will be too late for them to turn tail and run.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 10:04 pm
((Imma keep the OOC to a minimum. But what I'd do is kill most of them, except a few, grab a stealth boy and follow them back to their lair. Call in the vertibird with reinforcements and storm the place, with all the ammunition and loot we can carry. This will keep them from spending rounds and maximize our haul. -slinks away-))
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 10:22 pm
((We want to get them on our grounds though not thiers, minimizes casualties. Plus I doubt the Town Watch would join the assault, they'd defend their settlement but that's about it. There are about forty hunters over all and about 20 Town Watch, nine Brotherhood soldiers, and a vertibird with two gunners on it.))
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