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Apr 16, 13 at 4:51pm ^re: Dead Play - Mercenaries Academy
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To whomever is reading this, I'm ashamed you would sneak into my room and look through my belongings. I don't look through your shit; don't look through mine. However, it's good that someone finally began looking for me.
Let's see, it's April 7th as I am writing this. I'm gonna be gone for a while, I think. Just, take care of yourselves until I return. Don't give up on the Dead Beats, because I've still got a hell of a job for you guys. Seriously, I mean it. Don't leave.
Eliza, try not to burn the place down.
Matthew, Don't kill anybody.
Allan, well, I don't really have anything to say.
Rane, Don't kill Matthew
Martynas, I better not find out you took over the vault.
Pike, keep your herd in check. Seriously, I'd hate for them to get out.
Anyway, if I missed you, I'm sorry, but I really don't feel like writing everyone something. If you popped up, you popped up. Part of my past has came up and I gotta deal with it. Now, take this letter to the rest of you guys.
Oh, almost forgot:
GET OUT OF MY ROOM!
Matthew's lips curved upwards for less than a second before his scowl returned. He took the letter and walked back into the common room where some of his fellow mercenaries were.
"Hey. Simon left a note." He spoke, before setting the paper down on a table. Matthew returned to his room, where he immediately began to go to sleep.
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Apr 27, 13 at 12:37pm ^re: Dead Play - Mercenaries Academy
New Story - I'm back
Simon was standing a few feet from the entrance to the Vault base. He didn't know how he would explain his vanishing act from the group for 4 whole weeks. He knew he didn't actually have to explain himself to the group, but thought he'd extend that common courtesy. He entered what used to be the followers Safehouse, the dust and grime had built up in the building, and the room was dark. No noises could be heard and he wondered if either everyone had been killed in their sleeps, or if they'd up and took off. marks on the floor and unsettled dust showed that there had been movement, but not a lot of it. Simon cautiously wandered to the door covering the entrance to the vault. He slowly put out his hand to grasp the handle. "HOWDY SIMON" shouted someone behind him. Simon jumped and turned around. "Jesus Christ Pike, I'm too old for that shit, you're gonna give me a *bleep*ing heart attack" Simon said holding his chest. Pike smiled, "Come on bawss it's all in good faith" Pike said. Simon shook his head and went for the handle again. There was a 'whoosh' and a gun shot behind him. He jumped again and spun round more violently this time. "*bleep* ME PIKE ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!" Simon shouted. But Pike wasn't paying attention. There was a serious look spread across his face as he held his magnum at his hip, having just fired it. He was looking towards the door. Simon went forward and stuck his head round. There stood a woman. She stood there, staring back at Pike, unfazed. "Sir if you're gonna shoot me, you better damn well make sure you don't miss" she said to him. Simon laughed and pushed Pike's gun down to his waist. Pike continued to stare at the woman. She stood in a long, Brotherhood of Steel Scribe robe, with the hood down. On her head wasn't much hair, only a shot of it down the middle, which was untidily lolled on her head. Simon stepped in. "Pike, meet Julie Farkas"
Pike, Julie and Simon made their way into the Vault. They headed right from the common room, where Engy, Allan and Eliza were sat doing various things. "Pike, use those cowboy skills o' your to round up the rest of the gang" Simon said. At these words Eliza raised her head quite sharply. "Boss!" she said jumping up. "Eliza" Simon said nodding at her. She sat back down and looked at him. Not long after, everyone was in the common room, and had gathered around. "Alright people" Simon began to address, "You may be wondering where I've been, and let me start by saying it's none of your damn business. It was a personal errand, nothing at all to do with the Dead Beats. I do however have some info regarding the Dead Beats. First, I'd like to introduce a member to our team. Well, when I say member, I actually mean Medic. Each of us has enough to deal with, without having to act as medic for the team as well. So, Julie Farkas here..." He indicated her and she gave a small nervous wave, "...will be our Medic. She's highly skilled. Also, thanks to a deal I struck with the Atomic Wrangler, we have some new gear on the way. We're turning the upstairs building into a bar. I'll find someone to run that. That's all. I hope you all had fun while I was gone because I have to tell you; Our next contract, is the biggest contract I've ever seen, not only in work but payment. The offer is 1 million caps...Each" Simon finished, and at these words some people;s mouthed fell, whilst some pretended it wasn't a big deal. Simon was pretty sure if Allan could talk, he'd have swore. "Now, this is where the real work begins. Eliza, Operation Willy Pete is a go. Get as much of that stuff as you can, take who you need, except Engy, Marty and Matthew. Engy, Matthew, you might as well try and get along, I have a job for you two. Whoever is going with Eliza, go. Engy, Matthew and Marty stay behind" and the group dispersed. The three Simon had requested came closer.
"Right, Engy, how do you feel about tricking and manipulating your own kind, Super Mutants I mean?". Engy thought about it and shrugged. "I didn't care about humans as a human, so why care about muties as a mutie?" he said, and Simon nodded. "Ok, here's whats gonna happen, Engy, you're gonna infiltrate Jacobstown. I was thinking maybe Engy making a run for Jacobs, with Matthew in pursuit..." and at this, he was cut off. "No offence Simon, but why me?" Matthew asked. Simon looked at him. "Because, no offence, you look the most likely to kill a Mutie for no reason" he told him and Matthew actually agreed. "Ok Engy, once you're in, you need to stay there for a week, then come back. make something up, say you're visiting a friend or some shit, then come back here. The mission: make sure they don't know we're here. Can you do that, you two?" Simon asked, and they both nodded and left. "Marty" he said. "How's the Vault coming along?" Simon asked him. "Good and bad. This place is incredible, but also very dangerous. We cannot let this vault fall into the wrong hands, which is why I was thinking maybe encrypt it to only listen to us, and have a kind of chain of command, where for example the group can tell it what to do, but obviously within reason, and the only person who can override those orders is you, what do you think?". Simon pondered it for a few seconds. Could he really trust Marty to do this. He'd trust the guys with his life so..."Yes, do it" he said, and Marty trotted off.
Simon sat back and relaxed. He didn't notice Julie was still there for a few seconds and she made a fake cough. "Oh, Julie, sorry...um...I know this may seem weird but, could you have a clean up, upstairs?" he said curiously. She gave him a fierce look. "I can help with that" Marty said, who happened to be trotting through the room, "Hang on..." he said, and pressed a button on his wrist. He then took a device off and passed it to her. "Put it in and..." they were interrupted by the sound of thrusters. "What can I do for you sir?" said the Mr Handy. "I fixed him up when I was bored. Hans, I want you to listen to Julie ok" he told the robot. "Why of course sir. What can I do for you madam" the robot said to her. She smiled. "See the buttons?" he asked her, "Red one shuts him down, green one fires him up, yellow one calls him to you" he said before whisking off. "Ok..." Julie said to the robot, "Lets...um...lets go" she said and she left the room, followed by the robot.
Simon stretched on the sofa, and felt like he could sleep there for a week, but knew better than that. Last time he did that, the group took his Axe and made it pink as a prank....
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