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Brutus was getting very bored quickly. He took the flamer off of his back and inspected it, making sure the canister was a full one and that it would be ready at a moments notice. Resting on his lap, he pulled his monster ripper free from it's red carpet-lined steel scabard and and spun it in his hand a few times before hacking at the air once. He made sure the battery was fresh, then holstered it along with his flamer.
"A fight is a fight is a fight. I know ive already asked this a few times Silver but keep forgeting. I know you want specimins, but what would you prefer. Would you rather I just knock it out, kill it, severly wound it or somethin else? I gotta know which tools to use. My flamer and monster ripper here would severly wound whatever I fight, whereas my fists could knock something out or incopasitate it. Im just as good with my fists as I am with a melee or large weapon."

((Just a reminder to all of those who don't know, such as Kinnera. If you post anywhere else besides the Talon Division Barracks, it's considered "extra" and won't be counted as making you "active" in the guild. You must post in the Talon Division Barracks once every three days to be counted as "active". The reason for this is so that your squad leaders don't have to check every single member of their squad, running around the entire guild, reading every single post, just to find out that the one in question hasn't posted, just wasting their time. Posting in the barracks gives a common place for everyone to post, bringing the guild closer together and making it easier to see who is keeping active and who isn't. So, post in the barracks to be counted as active, anywhere else, such as here, is considered extra posting, even though we do encourage posting and RPing everywhere, posting in the barracks is required.))

Krista yawned and rubbed her eyes as she sat up. She'd been asleep for a while. "Hey guys. No-one's hurt yet, are they?" Looking out a window, she pointed at something in the distance, "What's that?"

Steping on the brakes allowing the vehicle to slow down befor stoping Alex grabbed a pair of binoculars from the glove compartment and climbed outof the Apc through the door on the drivers side. Walking towards the object in the horrison and stopped a few feet away from the APC she took the binoculars and survayed the area befor she headed back to the APC and climbed back in closing the door and puting the binoculars back in its place.

"You said you needed a sample from a ghoul right? We'll theres a hand full of 'em over there. By the looks of them there scavangers. Easy pickings." Alex awnsered as she started the APC back up and steered towards the location of the ghouls, after a few minutes of driving she parked the APC behind a large rock formation and turned it off.

"Go fish Brutus... There approxemetly 5 minutes walk North from here.. Approxemetly five to six of 'em, just call me if you need a hand" Alex said as she lowered the boarding ramp and kicked her feet up and made her self comfertable.

Brutus tapped his chin.
"Im all for a fight, but I didnt join the brotherhood to kill inoccent people. Quite the contrary. I have no problems killing one of my own, raiders or critters, but humans and ghouls tend to be more peaceful..... in some ways more than others. Ill get close to them and see how they react. If they flip out, they're fair game. If they're willing to talk it through Ill ask them if I can get a sample. If they refuse outright and want nothing to do with me....well im not going to hurt 'em if they arnt bad guys."
Brutus got out of the vheicle, making the whole thing sway and bounce as the huge weight was releaved off of the suspension. Brutus cracked his back and groaned. He gave his companions a thumbs up and a smile before he began jogging towards the ghouls.
After a few minutes of walking Brutus came upon the ghouls. As Twixi had said, there was 5 of them huddling together and babling to one another.
"Hail! I am Brutus of the Brotherhood of Steel!"
The Ghouls looked at Brutus puzzled, one of the Ghouls waddled toward Brutus.
"B-b-b-b-b-b rotherhood of w-w-w-w-w-w hat? N-n-n-n-n-n ever heard of 'em."
His skin was bone white and he was missing ears, his nose and a few fingers. Juding by the slurring and stuttering he was missing several teeth and most of his tounge as well.
"Never heard of us? Well then allow me to tell you about our organization. We fight for the good in this world, ridding it of the evils that have survived the great war."
"You're a bloody Supermutant!" another one of the ghouls shouted, her skin flayed and hair in clumps on her head.
"Well yes.... I am indeed a supermutant, but we accept all races in our ran-"
The ghouls all lunged out at Brutus, clawing bitting and kicking.
So much for that! Oh well, I get to smash now! Was Brutus' only thought.
With a mighty swing of his arms the ghouls were thrown off of him. The one that shouted out was the first to recover and lunge again attempting to gouge Brutus' eyes out, but Brutus grabed her in on hand and with a simple flick of his wrist, broke her neck. Letting the body fall to the ground, the other four dove at him again. Two stabbed at his legs with kitchen knifes that barely broke his skin, the albino one held a 9mm glok and threatened to shoot while the final one scooped up the body of his fallen comrade and attempted to flee. Brutus lifted his mighty tree-trunk like legs and smashed the spines of both the ghouls at his feet. At the sound of cracking bones, the ghoul with the gun opened fire. The tiny bullets sank less than a few centimeters in Brutus' hide. The ghoul continued to fire until the gun only clicked, the whole magazine gone into Brutus. He shook his head
"I t-t-t-t-t ryed."
He flicked the ghoul in the forehead and he fell unconscience on the ground. The ghoul who was attempting to flee was so heavily weighed down by the dead friend he dragged behind him he had to stop to breathe. Brutus picked up a rock and hurled it at the ghoul who was already doubled over in pain. The rock hit him in the head as he looked behind himself to see Brutus. He too fell down in unconscienceness.
With the fight over Brutus started to pick up the bodies. He got the two dead bodys hoisted over one shoulder and walked towards his last kill. He began to pick up the the body of the ghoul knocked out by the rock when he herd a slight ticking. Brutus' eyes widened as he noticed a timer ticking away on the belly of the zombie. Brutus accidently dropped one of the bodies, and moved to pick it back up, but he didnt have time, so he ran as far as he could as fast as he could with all of his gurth. Scoopigng up the albino ghoul on his way he managed to get far enough away from the explosive as it went off, completely destroying the bodies. "The damn b*****d wasnt stoping because he was tired.... he had stopped to set the explosives. Smart little ********> Brutus got back to the APC, the dead and unconscience bodies slung over his shoulders.
"Body delivery! Anyone order a couple of ghouls?"

Brutus smelled his armpits and shrugged. He walked a little ways away from the APC and threw down the unconscience one, then took the dead one fairly far away from the APC but still within ear shot. He came back to the APC and began taking off his armor and lieing his weapons on the ground.
"Sorry but apparently they reak. I dont smell anything of course.... but whatever. Guess I should find someplace to wash a little. Havent showered in.....oh lets see now...... six......no seven months now."
With a small smile he finished taking off his armor, now in his camo pants that he always wore beneath the metal plates.
"Be back in a little bit."
Brutus walked for the better part of an hour until he came across a little oasis with a stream running through it. Brutus thought it was bizzare, until he found a huge pipe spewing water out which made the stream. Before doing naything he sipped that water, making sure it was radiated (years of surviving in the wastes led up to this skill) and then he hoped in, pants still on. He hummed to himself as he splashed in the water like a child.

Silver jumped out of the APC, apparently uneffected by the stench. He crossed the dead, dry soil to the ghouls in a matter of seconds and bent over one of them. He inserted a needle and began pulling the blood into the small glass phial. Once it was full, he opened his med-kit and extracted a small bottle. Silver placed the tip of the now full needle into the bottle, and pushed the liquid back out, filling the bottle about a quarter of the way. He repeated the process a few times until the bottle was full. Then he stoppered it and carefully rested it back in the med-kit.

This is all I'll need from ghouls. I've only got three bottles left and I want as manny different samples as I can get. I'm ready to move when you are.

As Silver re-entered the APC, he noticed Kristas' look of concern. He passed her in the doorway of the vehicle and stopped next to her, placing a hand on her head.

It was probably better than the way they were living.