Despite the suit protecting him, Will could feel the pressure from the saw. Rage begins to build as he does not have the credits to repair this armor if it so happens to get destroyed. He heard the shot from the Brain bot his the Mr.Handy bot and is glade that putting the bot between him and the brain bot worked. He then uses a stepping technique to move his body around so the saw was no longer biting into his armor. He then used the momentum from the movement slash downwards onto the saw arm and main body.

Robert watched him with narrow eyes for a moment as he listened to Mordred's answers. He watched and seemed to be judging his body language as well as his words. Then he lowered the gun slightly so that it was no longer pointed towards Mordred while taking one hand off of his weapon to grab a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
"Alright. I believe you." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small lighter and lights his cigarette. "Name's Robert and I'm a courier for hire. I too came to investigate he gunshots. I would put that thing down and pull out your own weapon before we go further."
He turns to look down at the trail of wreckage and empty shells. However what is more concerning is that the damage done to these roaches is pretty intense. The ones upstairs are probably troublesome if they are not friendly.
"No time like the present. Get ready." He said before kicking open the door and then immediately sneaking to the side of the door leaving only Mordred in the open. Quickly turning to glance around the corner he see's two individuals fighting against robots. One of them was wearing a power suite and had just slashed into a bot. Quickly taking aim while still being hidden he shoots a single shot from his silenced antimatter rifle at the core of the bot before retreating back around the corner.

Willhelm's downward slash was cut deep into the main body of Mr. Handy. It was a blind cut but the blade entered vital areas of the Bot. The bot twitched as it crumbled to the ground. The bots electric circuits fired randomly and fried themselves trying to continue fighting. The Mr. handy bot fell to the floor never to rise gain.

The Brain bot was still being a problem. The leak of brain fluid had caused the Bot to go crazy as the brian slowly starved. Rose was not satisfied with the speed it was taking to die. She pulled out her beloved suppressed 10mm pistol and stood up. She took aim and fired one round into the brain of the brainbot. The brain exploded at the impact of the round. Both bots were finally down. Rose knelt down to pick up her expended brass. "Good work, Both bots down-" Rose replied when she suddenly sensed the presence of another.

Rose grabbed her rifle again and aimed at the main with a similar rifle. His rifle looked to have recently been fired. Had she missed a shot being fired. Rose addressed the man, "Identify and Explain yourself! This building is my claim. My Salvage!"

Willhelm spins around to see this new man. He moves himself to the side of rose but a bit in front in case this man began a fight. His suit can handle a few shots before it breaks enough time so Rose could get to cover. He raises his sword into a prepared position to strike. "We do not wish for a fight, put your gun down" He did not know who this man was, a bandit, a scavenger, anyone. But what Will can see is this man is well armed.

Moving just out of the line of sight round the door robert shouts out
"Jus' trying to see whats all the noise about." He cocked his gun just in case but didn't want to engage. "My name is Robert. This here is my companion for the time being. The both of us just happened across the building when we heard the gunfire." He knew that his words were a half lie/half truth but convincing them that it would be an even 2v2 if they were hostel is better bargaining chips than 2v1. "Don't mean no harm if you don't."
As an act of good faith Robert lowers his weapon while still keeping a firm grip and turns slowly back into view through the door. He remains crouched but isn't pointing his gun at either of the two. Watching with narrow eyes he see's that the girl who just shouted at him is holding an anti-material rifle similar to his own and a man in power armor with ....katanas?
"Ole' fashion courtesy dictates ya'll should tell us yer names as well. An' if it isn't too much to ask maybe lower your weapon. I ain't gonna charge you."

Mordred now found himself growing a dislike for his 'companion', Robert. He was being used as a bullet catcher at the moment, and while that was something he had done on plenty of occasions before, Robert had hardly even asked him to do it.
"Well, my name is Mordred for starters. How's your day been?" He said looking pointedly at the chainsaw marks in the man's power armor. Mordred had already assumed the man was a sword for hire, judging by the his body language and careful positioning.

Quietly, he wondered if all people with sniper rifles hired bullet catchers. Probably for target practice if nothing else.

Rose slowly lowered her antimatter rifle. She stowed her 10 mm back in its holster. She cautiously picks of the last peice of her expended Brass. "I am Rose Anew. Also known as Phoenix." Rose replied coldly, "If you came to investigate gunshots then you are the have found the source. Be gone with you!" Rose turned to move down the hall, "Willhelm, I will pay you your caps once I get came here to get."

Rose walked to the end of the hall and looked around the corner. The sight she saw filled her with absolute terror. She quickly dove back towards the group and hit the ground. A missile sails down the adjacent all past where Rose rounded the corner. It exploded a safe distance down the hall. Two heavily armored Sentry bots sat on either side of a heavily steel door. This was clearly the room She was looking for.

Robert sighed a sigh of relief when she put the anti-material gun away. He kept his out just in case but didn't make any kind of movments and listened to her introduction. Phoenix huh? That name had sounded somewhat familiar but he wasn't able to recall where he had heard it before.
"Well my name is Robert...also known as....Bob. Nice to meet you." nailed it. He thought to himself. However his relief was short lived as a missile misses him by just a few inches and it explodes on the other end of the hall.
"Look alive boy!" He shouted at his new companion as he pulled out his rifle and took aim at the first bot. Everything moved in slow motion for him for just a moment and he unloaded three shots at the bot before diving for cove.

Boy? Okay, he had most definitely heard that before, so why was it grating his nerves now? This man must simply have a way for being rude... but then Mordred thought for a moment. Bob hadn't been truly hostile towards him, and seemed to act with the best of intentions. Perhaps he should withhold judgement based on someone's mannerisms alone.

"Just give me a second." Mordred said, reaching into the folds of his armor to retrieve a stowed plasma grenade," Phoenix, how grouped are those two hostiles?"

Rose climbed back to her feet and peered around the corner at the two bots. There was the sound of a Gatling gun winding up from the around the corners. Rose did not let herself be a target long enough to be fired upon. Rose pulled her head back around the corner. She explained, "Two Sentry bots. Look like prewar military models. They are standing on either side of the door. Maybe three feet apart, Mordred. I think I might know what you are thinking. Be careful. I need the electronics in the room beyond intact." Rose pulls out her laser pistol and readies herself to attack.

Turning the corner of a rocky ledge came an average humanoid figure and the silhouette of a bulky canine companion, both trudging at just below average speed. "Over that ledge is bound to be a place to find something to fix your leg, Bark." Chadrick and Barkimedes had been prospecting in the area for a while when a young gecko sprang out of a crevice between two prewar vehicles. The gecko was luckily small and unable to do much damage to the cyberdog, however it effectively removed a single bolt that fastened together the dog's right hind leg. Unfortunately for Barkimedes, Chadrick was unable to find the bolt in the dirt.
As per the usual for Chadrick, luck was on his side. A four story building, seemingly abandoned, came into view around the bend. "Well, Bark, have I ever led you wrong? I'll have you fixed up soon. Just try to leave the tussling to me, I can't have my only true friend biting the dust. I need ya, boy. More than you even know." Bark whimpered affectionately at the ghoul, who then led him to the door of the building they had found.
The air inside the building was not pleasant on a normal scale, but when compared to the dry, inescapable sun of the wastes, the change in temperature was greatly appreciated. It became clear that the first floor of the building was essentially comprised of office space. The upper floors would need to be explored if spare parts compatible with Bark were to be found.
Upon climbing the stairs several loud bangs and thumping noises could be heard. It was easy to tell Chadrick and Barkimedes were not alone in the building.
"Bark, I want you to sniff around and find a spot that's safe. When I whistle, you come to me. Now go on, good boy." The cybernetic beast hesitated for a moment, scanned the nearby rooms on the second floor, and proceeded to wait to be called from safety.
This would be the roughest part of any experience with other people. The initial shock of meeting a ghoul. Though most of Chadrick's front side was intact, he maintained the scarred, dry skin that was a trademark to his race. He decided to keep his helmet on, but slide the red tinted frames away, so that his most pure, human feature was revealed first: his eyes.
Chadrick readied his MF HyperBreeder pistol and ascended the stairs. The sound of bullet spray in rapid succession echoed down the corridor of the fourth floor. Chadrick cracked open the door and peeped at what lay beyond. From what he could tell, the sounds he had heard were most likely that of sentry bots unless someone had entered the building with a minigun. Beyond the door he could see a mismatched group of travellers who seemed to be fighting off the robotic adversaries.
"Please do not be alarmed, friends. My name is Chadrick. I have simply come in search of spare parts. It seems I have stumbled into a conflict, and I would be happy to assist in the removal of that prewar, mechanical ruffian." Chadrick spoke at an audible level, but in a manner that he intended to be most sincere and least startling.

Willhelm ducks behind a corner his katana out in the ready. Missiles damn it, his armor could not possibly withstand those kind of attacks. Kind of remind him of a time in the Enclave were some bandits hid in a old pre war bunk that the higher ups wanted. They went in thinking the bandits could not of possibly found the locked weapons cache, boy they were wrong. He see the new person appear, wearing a Hazmat suit Will does not take time examining the stranger and barks out. "Alright the more the merrier , just someone help give me a opening so I can charge in!" He waited for a opportune moment, his armor could take some hits by the minigun but the missiles is the main issue.

Mordred ignored the newcomer, he had been busy crunching numbers. The variant of plasma grenade he held was designed for high yield low collateral, meaning it produced more plasma upon detonation with less of a shockwave. The maximum radius of effective damage was a little under 5 feet from the epicenter. He figured he could land it 4 feet in front of the sentry bots, dealing massive structural as well as electronic damage to them and still not destroy anything beyond them.

"You may want to back up, Phoenix," he said, removing the pin of the grenade,"Shiny, you're on point the moment this goes off, don't worry, I'll be right behind you."

Mordred pressed the primer button for the plasma grenade now that he had removed the safety pin, tossed it up in the air to cook it off, caught it, and backhand-threw it against the opposite corner into the midst of the 2 sentry bots.

He prayed his calculations were correct.

Rose shakes her head as another new comer politely introduced himself, "Why?! Why! This building has not have had a visitor is over 200 years. I take all that effort to find and track down this place and now everyone wants to come explore this building. I am totally not sharing. Never said I would. If you all want to assist fine, but I am going to get what I came for." Rose stepped away from her corner as Mordred prepared a grenade. Rose pointed to everyone in turn as she introduced everyone around her to the newcomer. Oddly, She did not introduce herself.

The grenade bounced as it skidded into position. Mordred's skill was able to get it close enough his targets. The bots did not react to the grenade until it was too late. The blast hit the bots hard. Their internal circuits became overloaded by the blast and were paralyzed as well as badly damaged.

Chadrick took note of each of the given names and didn't focus too much on how insistently defensive they seemed to be. It's a hard wasteland. He supposed that everyone must build a defense in some way or another. Some wore power armor, some relied on wristbound old world tech. Some simply toted a large gun! Even he had built a defense for himself through the means of a sharp, silver tongue.
"Well Miss, as long as you don't need every half-inch nut you find I'll be getting what I need as well. That and some interesting companionship! It seems some strange fate has brought us here, so I doubt we'll be taken down by these simpletons now," Chadrick spouted. Upon finishing his thought he crept quickly into the room to scout out what was left of the enemies there. So as not to leave himself too exposed he crouched behind a desk near to the entrance of the room which harbored the robotic husks.

Robert ducks out of the way as Mordred throws a grenade into the hall. He holds onto his rifle tightly and mentally prepares himself to take the next shot. However in the midst of all of this another person bursts into the room. He can't see his face as its over a helmet. He decides that since he isn't already shooting at them that he could be trusted for the moment. The man introduces himself as Chadrick he seemed only interested in nuts and bolts and Wilhelm seemed to trust him.
The grenade explodes in the hallway and he can visibly see the frustration on Phoenix's face as she is obviously irritated at the sheer number of people that have happened upon her secret treasure hunt. Though in the wastes its rare enough to have this many allies even if its temporary...though this gives him an idea.
Not having enough time to dwell on his thoughts he peeks around the corner and can quickly spot that the bots are having a momentary case of the paralysis.
"Good throw." he says as he aims his gun and fires at the non moving bot. At this distance it should be easy to hit and he quickly turns to the second bot and lets loose a second bullet firing both at the head of the bots.

Willhelm readied himself for once the plasma grenade went off he would charge as fast as he could. Miniguns and rocket launchers are great and all but useless if someone is to close. Well sometimes useless there was once a Ranger he met in the Mojave that could use a sniper rifle at close combat. Nearly blew his head off if it was not for a split second dodge. He heard the plasma grenade go off and he bolted down the hall way, he could see that they were paralyzed good just the chance he needed. Adrenaline kicked in and time seemed to slow down a bit, he prepared his sword for a horizontal swing to the bot on the right. Once he got to the bot he swung his blade horizontally then performed a stepping maneuver to place himself between the two bots, so the others can shoot with less chance of hitting him.

Wilhelm's speed startled Rose a bit. She was quite familiar with people in power armor, but none of them ever used it to get in close enough to beat robots over the head with a metal cutting device. The Robot's weapon's twitched as they tried to overcome their paralysis and shoot Wilhelm. Wilhelm's blade cut deep into the belly of the Sentry bot. It severed many of the vital lines that made the Bot 'alive'. Wilhelm's quick side step saved him being shot in the back by Robert. Robert's bullets hit their marks effortlessly. They entered each bot's metal skulls, fragmented, and damaged the CPUs of the bots beyond repair. Both bots who had operated flawlessly for over 200 years now ceased to exist forever more.

Rose rounded the corner and approached the bots slowly with her rifle leading the way. Once she was confident they were 'dead' she slung her weapon. "Good work, boys. Willhelm, you earned your caps." Rose walked up to the heavy door. There was a terminal that governed the door. Rose activated it and unlocked the door. She did not need to hack the terminal, she had the code already. The door unlocked and opened. Inside was a small room with a large prewar databank like one might see in an overseer's office in the vaults. Rose enters the room. She pulled her pack off her back and began to look through it. She pulls out a small device and painstakingly attaches it into main terminal. She then go on the terminal and began to work.

Mordred walked down the hallway shortly after Rose, clapping Willhelm on the back on the way," Remind me never to challenge you to an arm wrestling contest." He then glanced back to where Robert was crouching," Nice marksmanship."

He stepped into the room he and his new... companions?... had fought for. Honestly, he had been expecting something more akin to a weapon locker or something more practical. However, this was Phoenix's salvage, Mordred respected that. Besides, the last thing he wanted was to have another anti-material rifle pointed at him.

He looked around the room, just skimming over it, to see if there was anything that took his attention.

Chadrick was both astonished and pleased at the gusto with which his companions took out the bots! Perhaps, he thought, he and Bark should stick around with this group, provided that they stayed together after whatever this ordeal currently is was finished.

After taking a moment to appreciate the handiwork of the mismatched travelers, Chadrick stood up, cracking his knees, and walked over to examine the, now exposed, innards of the sentry bots. After collecting the ammunition remaining within the gun barrels and carefully disarming the missile launcher, he laid out the 5mm bullets and missiles on a nearby table. He then began to work on gutting the robots by removing the wiring and salvaging what was not fried, sliced, or pierced by bullets. There wasn't much wiring that had been spared being cut short, the sensor modules were both quite damaged from bullet fire, and it seemed that the conductors were both intact, but upon close inspection Chadrick could tell that one of the conductors had been fried by the surge of plasma energy. He set the working conductor aside.

Chadrick was quite sure he would find the exact nut that he need for Bark, however it would take a minute or two of work to get to it. He pulled out a wrench and decided to make conversation. Seeing that the woman who was likely in charge was busy working at the terminal, he thought it best not to bother her. "So what brings you three here? Do you people have some sort of group going on here? The battle synergy is quite remarkable might I say," commented Chadrick, as he went about his work.