New Vegas: Blood Ties

Yasmin picked up the carcase of a small radscorpion that was in her way and chucked it over her shoulder so she could start climbing up.

''Brad, there is no where safe to leave bags. That's why we don't put living animals in them. Also, these aren't raiders. Their fiends. Raiders are called that because they raid and do lots of crazy shit.'' Yasmin smiled to herself, her back to all of them as she lead the way. ''The word fiend means somebody bad and wicked. Fiends are raiders who have become addicts and gone that step further. Want to know the difference? Raiders are more dangerous, but at least sober enough to be reasoned with. These guys probably won't even be able to understand what we're saying if we even bother to talk.''
 
"Feel free to put your puppy bag on Midas with the rest of my shit, I can't promise his safety though if he pisses on my brahmin. Yaz is right though raiders can be reasoned with, some will even leave you alone if you give them all your stuff and let them beat the shit out of you, if your lucky. Druggies on the other hand can do things most sane people wouldn't. I once had this tribal high on some Jet, the bastard threw himself off a cliff saying 'The sky spirits will catch me!' best example I can give" Pawnsy really regretted those days of playing with tribals, but they sure were some funny stories.
 
Brad handed his bag to Pawnsy.

"Just don't try anything. I'm not sure if that 'new dog recipe' was a joke or not."
 
"You're lucky Cook-Cook is back hiding around New Vegas. He would be eating that pup if he was out here." Jacob motioned for GU-DR to follow him, and he headed off towards Yasmin making her way up the ridge. He wanted to get in, grab what he could, and get out. He reached Yasmin and spoke to her. "So, do you have a plan for this rescue? I only ask because if Evan is still alive, it's pretty much guaranteed he's in no condition to be moving on his own. Getting him out is gonna be difficult if we don't have an escape route cleared and ready to go..."
 
She looked back and down at him from the path. ''Well, I figure they've touched my brother, so I plan to kill every last one of them. We won't need to escape from dead bodies. Is that a good enough plan?'' Yasmin pointed to the ghoul. ''And hopefully he can take care of any injuries Evan has. I'll carry him if I have too.''
 
"Yeah, I understand that the fiends won't have families, i'll just have to deal with all, of them", Tom motioned towards Yasmin, "If possible place me in a position overlooking the main base, i'm a trained marksman, i'll pick 'em off when I see them, trust me, I can pop off a guys head from a mile away, this rifle has never give me a stray shot".

Tom then realised the conclusion of Yasmin's previous retort, "Also, Yasmin, from previous experience, raiders, are not negotiable, if they don't listen to a child, how else are they going to listen to, and that...that is previous experience", Tom winced as his right eye sparkled, with the tiniest trickle of tear, flowing down his cheek.

Tom holstered his rifle and leapt up the cliff face, his fingers grabbing onto any hold they could reach.
 
"It sounds good enough for me. We should probably clear the place room by room on the way in. All I ask is that you give a shout when you're ready to leave. I'd like to do a bit of scavenging once we've Got Evan secured." Jacob of course had made it very clear that scavenging was his main reason for coming on the trip. "I gotta make a living somehow after all." Jacob thought that there might be an off chance that if the fiends here had managed to take down one squad from the Brotherhood, there may have been more. From those the fiends may have retrieved some otherwise difficult to obtain goods.
 
Carib thought to some of the raiders he encountered. Some were raiders simply out of desperation and if offered a way out, they'd take it. Some just relished it too much. He looked at Yasmin, saw the hints of her burn scar on the back of her supple neck. She was perhaps smart enough to turn away.

Everyone had motives.

"Never under estimate Fiends. Never underestimate your foe." Carib said as he moved to Yasmin's side. He was speaking of the Fiends being able to take on Brotherhood Paladins in power armor.

He looked into Yasmin's eyes and smiled before he donned his helmet again, and now he was once more encased, protected by the armor. Carib was ready to end this and go on his path.
 
"Oh yeah because Yasmin was obviously going to try diplomacy on drug crazed men who took her brother, as well as the fact she said she was going to kill every last one of them.", said David, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
David checked to see if his pistol was fully loaded. Having done that, he cocked it.
 
Yasmin smirked as she lead them up the narrow path they had come onto. ''Why David, if I didn't know better I'd swear you were implying I'm a violent person.'' she said in mock sweetness. The rock walls were close together now, but still enough room for the brahmin and robot and it was clearly a path. They were on the right track. She just hoped they would reach it before it got too narrow. Leaving the medic behind was not something Yasmin wanted to do.
 
The narrow path lead the group out onto a ridge, overlooking what appeared to be, the Fiend base. Smoke arose in billows from the camp, you could here the noises already, screams, shouts, pleads.

Tom unlocked his rifle, and reloaded it. Tom burst into a fit of coughing, it was the smell of burning bodies. He walked over to the ridge, and got into a crouching position, looking over the camp through the iron-sights, "Okay, Yas, if your going for prisoners, I reckon you'll need to take the people with the most military training, this is going on the basis that the prisoner will be well guarded", Tom looked over to the new guy with the robot, who he had still not learnt the name of, "If you're prospecting you should take the ones will the least training, although you may dislike that, it's for the best, this mission is to get Evan, not a fission battery", Tom stretched his neck, "And me? I'll cover you all from up here, i'm a good sniper", Tom pulled a scope out from his pocket and slotted it onto the top of the rifle,"Good luck you guys, and Yasmin, kill as many of the fuckers you can".
 
Carib checked his gear. The tomahawk he carried through several campaigns hung at his belt loop. The dual .45 auto pistols were on the hip and his assault carbine was ready, he charged a round in the chamber and a full magazine.

He was in full gear, his face hidden beneath the ranger mask.

"Ready whenever you are."
 
OOC: Okay, we gotta get this rolling again even if the base isn't QUITE how Raven imagined it.

Jacob smirked at Tom's suggestion. Jacob could of course see the wisdom in it. Evan WAS the reason they were all here and those with training would need to focus on the main objective. Jacob however didn't feel like mentioning he did in fact have military training. It was a requirement for all members in the Enclave base he originated from. "Hey, I ain't one to argue. Scavenging is why I'm here." Jacob said, staunchly refusing to use the ridiculous label of 'prospecting'. He drew his rifle and enjoyed the warm glow that showed it was charging itself. He looked at to GU-DR. "Lieutenant Yasmin will be your C.O. for this mission private. You follow her instructions unless they conflict with any order I've given you, understood?"
"Sir, yes sir!" GU-DR responded, and floated over towards Yasmin.
Jacob turned to the rest of the group. "You all can decide for yourselves what you want to do. I ain't gonna deny anyone's company if you decide to come with me though."
 
The base was quiet except for the soft roar of fires burning in drums. It stood tall and tarnished, surrounded by a rusted fence giving it a wide border, and an opening cut open in the wire led to a maze of wooden crates piled high up. It was in between them and the hundred meter stretch to the wall of the building. The entrance must be around one of the other sides. Broken down forklifts and tires and other random junk littered the expanse, but not much to hide behind. If the windows on any of the 5 floors or towers were manned, they could easily be picked off, but from their distance they looked empty. A stealthy approach would have to be taken so the Fiends didn’t know they were coming.

Yasmin sighed and scratched at the short hair covering the lower half of her head. “This’ll be fun. The place looks like a fucking great fortress.” She half smiled to the men around her. “Who here can sprint? Cause we might need to so we don’t get spotted.”
 
"I can sprint, and I'll take point if you need me to." David cocked his 9mm pistol, and hoped he might get a better weapon from one of the fiends.
 
"I can sprint as well."
Brad looked down at his cowboy repeater. He wished he'd never sold his plasma rifle. Maybe a fiend had a decent weapon for him to take. He watched Pawnsy place his bag on the brahmin.
(ooc: I'm not sure if the person who plays Pawnsy will update that much here since he's in Mojave Hellhole now. I can easily delete that last sentence if requested.)
 
(OCC:I'm not leaving you guys, if anything this RP should effect that one so if I lose a limb here I don't have it in there,also nice to see the RP coming back to life)

"I can't sprint,my old bones couldn't handle that kind of stress" Pawnsy put on his best old ghoul voice.He knew if the person running got caught they'd get filled with bullets in a matter of second and Pawnsy didn't want that to be that unlucky son of a bitch.
 
Yasmin nodded and started picking her way through the rocks. ''Well we'll figure out who needs to do what when we get down there. We can hide in between the crates and plan from there.''
 
Tom nearly tripped over to a rock as he walked over to Yasmin, and the reality must've brought some sense back into him, the screaming and pleading quickly washed away, and Tom cracked it up to himself having one fucked up mentality, but still, he couldn't wait to slaughter some raider fucks.

"Yas, keep forgetting you're in charge here, sorry 'bout superseding your plans, but I must advise, i'm good when it comes to long range, make sure you utilise me well", Tom let out a half-arsed attempt at a laugh due to his apology, he very rarely apologised for his actions.
 
Yas smiled and shrugged. ''We're both snipers here, man. But we need a better idea of what the layout is and what we're dealing with before choosing spots. You want to hang back and snipe once we know, fine. I'm in more of a 'up n' close, search and destroy' mood anyhow.''
 
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