A few miles north of NCR

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**Is Ratchet[parents were hippies](aka MikayMoik, which is my sign in name so you know what I mean when I refer to Ratchet) a 5'9 Muscular Male grease monkey from up north, travelling california to find parts to restore a 2047 Corvega(gas powered so will likely never run again). He is a very solitary person with a passion for his car, who often is found talking to himself in those days he travels alone. He dresses in oily cover-alls and has a scar accross his face, a tatoo of a bloody dagger with a serpant wrapped around on his forearm and is currently on his way to NCR, in the barron desert right now**

**Ratchet picks up the iguanna he speared, plucks it off the blade , holds it to his mouth and takes a big bite off of the abdomen**

Hmm.. Where have we brought ourselves to now...

**Ratchet looks up and observes the blistering sun beginning to set, throws his spear down and observes the shadow**

Here we are....

**He begins walking 90 degrees from the shadow then stops and reaches for his combat knife when he sees a figure in the distance((open invitation for someone))**

{Shouting}Friend or Foe sir!?

<to be continued>
 
Who're you?

*A man with a plascannon and Metal Armor MK. 2 notices a man holding a combat knife off in the distance.He pulls out his cannon, but only prepares for battle*
((Shouts)) Hey, what in the hell are you doing so far out here?? And whats yur name?
* (ME) Jogs back to a battered, old military style APC, and stands next to it, as if it will protect him from the unknown man.*
 
Out of no where

*Out of no where a mysterious looking man steps out of some boulders , he has an alarmed look on his face as he aims his Scoped Hunting Rifle at Greven (being he's more dangerous)*
Who're you ?
*mutters to himself* Can't a guy get some shut eye around here. First it's a radscorpion , or a floater , and than some highway men.
*he yawns as he sees the man with a combat knife* And who're you ?
*sighs and once again mutters to himself*
Ah well , they kill each other and more stuff for me.
 
(forgot something)

*the man that stands is wearing combat armor that looks rather dusty , he seems pretty well skilled with his rifle , and he looks rather tough*
 
RE: Out of no where

*Mutters to hisself* Damnit now another one pops up... Sure wish my' apc's main cannon 'id work. *shouting* Hey you, in the Com. Armor, who are ya? Me names Greven. *thinks to self,* might be able to take 'em both.. id be hurt pretty damn fine though..*rasies plascannon, aiming in the general direction of the com armor man.
 
Hey Hey !

*sees the cannon* WTF ?!
*he shouts back* My name's Aerakade , please lower your weapon. We have no need to fight one another.
*he looks over his shoulder to the man with the knife to check what he does , than he looks back to the man and his APC*
This could be bad...
 
RE: Hey Hey !

*Hollers* Allright, but you gotta do the same, ya hear me?!? Ya don't, an' yur melted ass is gonna be all over my damn fine APC. *chuckles* Just kiddin'. Well, maybe I ain't. Anyway, I'm a heavy scout workin for the New Texas Army. ((N.T.A.)) As ya mighta guessed, I'm Texan. Where are ya from, pal? And see if ya kin get a raise outta the other guy, he ain't talkin.
 
...

*he gradually lowers his weapon , but he does it cautiously , he than highly doubts that he'd get wasted so quickly , considering that his combat armor wouldn't let the plasma barily scratch him , and also considering the range*

*he shouts* Heavy scout huh ?!... I'm not part of any fraction or cause , just a simple traveler , doing good when the occasion calls for it.... making a living.... *he slowly steps out from behind his rock*


*he glances at the other fellow , pondering* HELLO !!! Wake up mister your not dead yet !!!...
*he begins to walk over towards Greven , his rifle now slung over his shoulder*
 
Waddya Doin out here?

*chuckles, then yells* I aint part of a fact' or a cause, Im parta the government, buddy. Hey ah, you wanna travel wit me? ' Could use the company, and another guns always nice. My partner died a week ago. My best pal. Were attacked by at least a dozen highwaymen bastards, sent the biastards strait ta hell fer killin my partner... * Greven continues to mutter to himself for a minute, then pops a shot off at the other guy(not Aerekade), but purposely misses both.
 
RE: Waddya Doin out here?

*hmm* *stops a moment to consider the offer* *he shouts* Sure , I'll join , on one condition... I'm a freelancer , so I hope you won't be offended if I don't officially join your cause , but I'd be glad to help in absence of your friend. *he walks over to where Greven is and looks at the other mans un-responsiveness* Hmmmm.... probably hyped up on jet or something...
 
RE: Waddya Doin out here?

*Greven smiles, then says* Yeah, must be. An' I won't get offended, either. I'm an understaning guy.
 
RE: Waddya Doin out here?

Me neither... *hops inside the APC , leaving him "camp" Which has a mantis shell on a home made spiddle.
 
OOC Thats real nice Crusher, but um, where are u? And uh, we're inside a military APC,so YOU dont try anything. <NEWBIES-SHEESH>
 
Uhm.. someone , just magically appeared , we don't know what he , or she looks like , if she or he is human... but it just asks not to shoot or try anything , although we couldn't hear him anyway...
 
An insult , not an assault... but Mad Max or whomever ? Also these last two posts are obviously OOC
 
OOC attention

TO those that have joined Greven and I please notice the "The Ever going pursuit of Disneyland" posts.
 
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