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Wes looked around at the rusty metal walls and lazily moping citizens, broken pipes spewing irradiated water and filth all around. "Wow," she said, "I forgot how much of a shithole this place is. They ought to just condemn it for christ's sake!" She followed the group inside, but looked around for one person in particular she wanted to talk to. Private business.

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Cole looked around at the town of Megaton and smiled at a familiar sight. "That fuckin bomb. Made me nervous every time I came here. Think that'd be enough to pack up your shit and relocate. But no." Cole said. "I actually grew up near here. In a small little village." Cole frowned. "But then something happened. I don't like to talk about what. All I can say is you wouldn't want to have been there."

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The band of mercs lead the free captives up toward the common house in the corner.

 

The original inhabitants seems to have left. Awaiting inside are three figures, both dressed in the signature black combat armor.

A young male sits about near a table.

A tall Asian female leans upon a wall, a service rifle hanging about on it's sling.

An African American woman is across the room, seeming to take inventory if various medical supplies along the table.

The young male sits up.

"Hey hey everyone." He says.

"Sup boss man?" Sticky replies the two greeting with a fist bump.

[Concerto Dusk 240]

"Wait. Did I just see a fucking nuke? Why in the Hell are we in a town, built around a nuclear warhead? And people say I have issues. Anyways, what is this building? Your base?" He asks, trying to ignore the payload of irradiated death just a short distance away.

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Cole eyed the other mercenaries in the building. "Great more mercs. This is making me feel safer and safer with every damn step I take with you." Cole slung his rifle back onto his shoulder. "I don't trust any mercenaries I don't already know. I don't know any of you."

[Concerto Dusk 240]

"Gee, and here I thought almost being cooked together made us brothers. Look, why are we here? I need to grab my package which means I could use a guide. That means caps. So if we are just gonna standing and stare, I need to find some work. Isn't sure plenty of people here can pay me."

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Wes glared at Cole judgmentally, "Yeah, right, you don't trust mercs. This coming from a guy who decided to follow an unknown group of said mercs because, 'what the hell.'"

 

She put another stolen cigarette in her mouth and lit it with a rusty silver lighter. Where did that lighter come from?

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The young caucasian male approaches removing his black cap placing it upon the table, his head a suave crop with a ginger tone. He gives a friendly smile.

"Welcome welcome. " he says to the three of you.

Shorty looks about to Cole, "No one ain't asking ya to, the only thing you need to know is you're free." He says in a casual tone.

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"And answering your query. No this is just the common house. Sydney, Red and me." He points about to the two new mercenaries, "Just chilling about until the rest got here. Our HQ is back in D.C. in a corner club." The man answers.

 

"I'm commander Kristof. Or Kris either one is cool." He introduces himself holding his happy smile.

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"You know, this may come as a bit of a surprise, but I still don't know what the fuck is going on." Wes said between puffs of smoke. "Who are you guys really? You look professional enough, even though you did just let three random assholes into your hideout. Care to share why you've been so open?"

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Kristof chuckles a bit, "I get that alot. Everyone is so reclusive. I don't blame it, I find unnerving myself... Anyway. I've always been an honest lad." He replies.

"I won't take much more of your time. The only thing else want from you three is just signatures. Its a confirmation thing. I mean the regulators trust us but I like to show them just how dependable we are." He says, from the table he has a sheet of paper and a pen.

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"Just sign your names. That's all and you can be on your way." Kris says

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"Yeah, about that. I am sure the regulators, whoever they are, might trust you. But you see, I don't. These guys, the ones who got us out, might be able to run with them, but I don't know y'all yell enough for me to sign a random paper so suddenly. You want my name? I want something in return."

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Sticky and Shorty look to each other as if expressing annoyance.

"Then why the fuck you tag along? We let you have a choice and you stuck around." Jericho antagonized,

"Hey hey chill Jericho." Kristof says, he then looks to Kenjii,

"Its not like I'm asking you to cut off your finger. I'm not gonna steal your identity. But if you don't wanna sign then that's cool. I just thought it could be an official 'Thank you for saving my ass' thing." He says taking a seat back at his desk.

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"All I am asking for is some work. Doesn't do much good to save my ass if I can't Support my self or get captured again. Give a man a fish, feed him for a day, teach a man to fish, feed him for life." Grabs the paper rudely and signs it. "Sorry, but the only papers I sign are contracts. Maybe you should learn to understand, not all of us come from a place this nice."

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Wes signed her name on the paper as well. She wrote in very fast script, barely legible. It was a doctor's handwriting. "How much do you guys get paid?" She asked with the cigarette still clenched in her teeth. "I don't like regulators either, but as long as you aren't the brotherhood, I'll take work from anyone."

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"Noone said anything about coming from a nice place. Its just our procedure." Sydney says.

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"Well the pay usually varies. Could be a good sum, could be as low as fifty. While the group as a whole coordinates on main contracts, Sticky over here you could say is a procuerer. We got a sweet deal with Outcasts going." Kristof says,

"You interested in joining the crew?" He asks Wes, indirectly also to Cole and Kenjii.

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Realizing he is being an idiot, he looks down. "Sorry jumping down your throat there. I just kind if act defensivly in most situations and I screwed up. Look, if there is any openings, would I be able to join your crew? Maybe I can learn the later of things better for one."