Paladin Jensen looked about his quarters as he laid back in bed, he had been looking over maps for quite the while now in an attempt to get the lay of the land, which he did have a basic knowledge of where the important places were located. Which gave him a general idea of where he could go if need be. However, as he lay contemplating, a young Scribe came to him and spoke firmly. "Paladin Jensen, the Elder wishes to speak with you." Jensen stood immediately, clapping his fist to his chest in a salute, then turning to don the combat uniform, armor and all. He expected a quick deployment. Though this soon, did surprise him quite a bit.

Upon arrival at the Command Center the Elder turned abruptly, and Jensen quickly snapped to attention and stood before the Elder, still as stone. "Paladin Jensen." The Elder spoke firm, yet kind to the Paladin. "Yes Elder?" Jensen replied, not breaking his posture as the elder pointed to where Liberty City was located on the map. "I'd like you to head down there. We need a stronger presence outside this Citadel and that means putting our best right on the front line. You're one of our best, and I want you out there." Jensen nodded and the Elder saluted him, and Jensen returned the salute in kind. "Grab your gear, Ad Victoriam Paladin."

"Ad Victoriam, Elder Mavarek." He broke salute and briskly left to gear up, donning his Power Armor and nodding to the Knights who were being sent there with him to reinforce the area, though there were only four including him, they carried supplies and Jensen's out of armor weaponry, which was a Ripper with a longer blade, and his Mentor's modified Automatic Laser rifle, which he called the Righteous Authority. How fitting. As the men loaded up in the Vertibird, they saluted the pilot and took a hold of what they could as they took off. Jensen currently had his Tri-barrel Minigun, and his Super Sledge on hand. He simply stared out over the city and studied what he could of it as they traveled.

Within but a few minutes they were dropped outside the city, following right behind the supply drop vertibird that had arrived just moments before they had, and strode into the city and began to make conversation with the locals in the hopes of making some friends.

'The surface sure is an exciting place.' This was the thought running through Eve's mind as she loped easily along behind the fleeing people, ducking the occasional blasts of plasma or laser beams. Cradled in her arms was her own personal laser rifle, taken from a Courser back when she first left the Institute. Fortunately she'd managed to conceal it under some rubble before being grabbed by the strange, rather rude men in power armor. After being sprung by these new people, she taken a brief detour to reclaim the weapon on the way out.

She ducked yet another red laser beam and turn to reply with a few blue beams of her own, downing a pair of Eyebots. She turned back around and upped her speed a fraction, easily catching up with the other's. "I don't think those men back there are displaying normal human behaviour, am I right?" She called out, not speaking to anyone in particular. "This seems awfully aggressive..." Her comment was punctuated by yet another blast of green plasma, causing her to glance over her shoulder and fire backwards, blindly, a few times.

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Tim and Albert, noticing the new comer, continue with their sprint. Actually, it seems that the pair sped it up a bit. "Albert!" Tim cried, "Why are we running faster!?"
"We don't know who the new girl is, she could be with the Enclave! Let's get the hell out of here!" Albert calls back to Tim.
"Hold on, I'll check!" With that, Tim stops until Eve is right next to him, then continues to stroll along at her pace. "Are you Enclave?" He asks.
"DAMMIT TIM! I WOULD RIP OUT YOUR GODDAMN BRAIN IF YOU WEREN'T MY ONLY COMPANION!"

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Tom was running along side Albert as the Enclave tried to kill them. "Fucking Enclave bastards." He fired a few shots at the legs of the Enclave Officer hoping to take them out. Tom was getting winded as New York was getting closer so he kept pushing himself as hard as he could.

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"God damn bucket of bolts...Come on you two i don't want you two being left behind and sold to slavers again" Danny moved his parents along when they came upon a Strange women,"Not Enclave just another asshole...So came your birches tin man" The ghoul said shaking his head.

For just a second Max's expression changed to that of barely controlled fury. "The hell does it take to keep those c- fucks down? Back in the day we blew up a friggin' oil rig on their faces an' that took their friggin' president with it." After a brief - rather curse laden - tirade the old man spat on the ground and collected his composure. "Hell, Should have taken a friggin' power armor AND a friggin' gauss minigun from good ol' California... The fuckin' Enclave wouldn't be so though when faced with 90 000 fuckin' shots per fuckin' minute!" Max paused to take a deep breath and lifted his hands apologetically. "Sorry, I tend to get a bit miffed when the Enclave is around, guess you need a little shuteye so I won't be botherin' you further." The old man nodded politely to Par, turned on his heels and began walking away. As he walked Max shouldered the blade of his and removed his leather coat to reveal a rather worn - slightly padded - vault suit with the yellow numbers proudly indicating 13.

I chuckled to myself when I heard this new woman's observation. Awfully aggressive? Man... a vault dweller perhaps? Enough time for that later though, it was time to get the flip out of here, Liberty City was ahead of us. So close to safety. This is about the time that something goes horribly wrong, like the Enclave brings in a vertibird or something. Damnit Jinx, stop trying to do your namesake, you idiot.

Jennifer mulled this over.

"Sounds like we need a bit more firepower," she replied. "I think I might know a couple of guys.

"So let me be honest here," she said, pulling up her sleeve, showing the Brotherhood of Steel emblem tattooed into the skin. "As you might notice, I'm Brotherhood. I'm interested in what the Vault holds. We go in there, I help you retrieve stuff, and in return, I get a pick of the rare technology. If you want, we can share analyzing and studying stuff, but we want a share of the tech. I'll see what I can do to get the BoS to help you stock up your store with whatever's in that Vault; we might even get some extra muscle.

"If you can wait a couple days while I get in touch with command, we'll probably get a Paladin to help out. If not, the two of us can probably manage it, though I might get someone closer to help provide fire support."

"I'd prefer to not have to use them, but we could use their help. There are probably still active robots in there. And if one of them somehow managed to bring V-17 back online, we'll have far more than we can handle, possibly even with their help. There could be hundreds by now."

Thankfully, Tom and Tim's high levels of luck managed to see the group through, with the Enclave Officer and his robots suddenly turning around to retreat, though not before firing potshots at the band of people, all of which missed. After five more minutes of walking, they would then meet the guards, who would first say:

"What was that we heard?! And where are Cindy, David, and Thorn?" those three were the former patients of the Brooklyn Hospital who had chosen to go with Danny to rescue his parents. A moment later, and the guards realized what happened.

"I see," they're dead," spoke a female guard. "Well, at least their sacrifice was not in vain. Come in; there's food and a bed waiting for all of you."

"'Wait!" shouted Danny's mother, "we have something to tell you - the Enclave, they plan to make Liberty Island their next conquest; we don't know when they'll attack, but it's going to be close!" This seemed to metaphorically stun the guards, who then said:

"We'll inform the Mayor; prepare for evacuation. In the meantime," another guard, this time male, faced Albert, "eat, sleep, and above all, make a decision as to whether you're going to stay and protect this city, or leave. We won't fault you if you do the latter, but we'll protect our town no matter what."

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"I'm doing what the rest of the group is doing. It ain't no fun to leave without any friends. Well, I'd have Tim at least." Albert replies, before Tim butts in: "Actually Albert, I was going to stay here. This city needs folks who'll protect them! And, of course, provide excellent entertainment."
"Wha... What? Tim, you and I are best friends, you can't stay here if I leave!"
"Albert, I'm sorry, but I'm the hero that Liberty Island needs, but not the one it deserves. If you leave with the rest, then I salute you." With that, Tim taps his hand to his dome in a salute fashion, Albert saluting as well, before both put their hands down. "It was nice knowin' you, pal."

"I'd prefer to not have to use them, but we could use their help. There are probably still active robots in there. And if one of them somehow managed to bring V-17 back online, we'll have far more than we can handle, possibly even with their help. There could be hundreds by now."

"Sounds like all the more reason to get at least one Paladin on our side," Sparks said, finishing off the last drop of her Nuka Cola. "Don't worry, I think I know where their liaison is here, maybe we can get lucky and find someone. Also, I think I got someone in mind for some support, and he's a good survivalist. Hopefully he's still in town.

"So, assuming I manage to find help, how long before we can start the trek to the Vault?"

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"Sounds like all the more reason to get at least one Paladin on our side," Sparks said, finishing off the last drop of her Nuka Cola. "Don't worry, I think I know where their liaison is here, maybe we can get lucky and find someone. Also, I think I got someone in mind for some support, and he's a good survivalist. Hopefully he's still in town.

"So, assuming I manage to find help, how long before we can start the trek to the Vault?"

"As soon as you're ready. I've got a truck out back that we could drive there."

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"Ma and Pa get into the city and don't leave until the this shit is over and done with,Oh and don't do anything stupid while your here..." Danny said shaking his head as he was following beside the others."And i think that decision is made already for me...im having a quick drink.." Danny then muttered to himself walking pasted them and into the city.

"As soon as you're ready. I've got a truck out back that we could drive there."

"A truck? Awesome, that'll cut down greatly on our travel time. Though how do you find fuel for that thing?

"Okay then. I'll come back to let you know when I'm done. Hopefully, this won't take too long."

With that, Sparks left Greg Holden's shop, and headed out to the Brotherhood of Steel's outpost in Liberty Island. Hopefully, she'll be able to find someone they could spare; the reports of increased Raider activity and rumors of Enclave remnant expansion was worrying. She quickly made her way through Liberty Island. The Brotherhood 'liaison office' was little more than a recruiting office with flyers, pamphlets, and a couple scribes, but hopefully, she'll get lucky and find some volunteers for this mission.

She knocked on the door as she came in.

"Yeah, hi?" she inquired. "I'm Sister Initiate Jennifer Svarowski, and I've come back from the Wasteland recently. I need to talk to whoever's in charge here."

"Come in, come in," an old man's voice sounded out. Should Sparks enter, she would encounter a couple of Scribes her age, as well as an elderly, brown-skinned, blue-eyed male wearing a longcoat and robes. On the sides of the office were a crude radio and some two-way communications equipment, but that wasn't important right now, as the old man said:

"You might have some good news; we have a newcomer, a Paladin by the name of Jensen. He's a reliable follower of Elder Lyons' teachings," and by Elder, the old man meant Sarah Lyons, "and he's been sent to 'improve relations' with Liberty Island. "Can't you believe that?" he chuckled.

"He's currently in the north end of the place, trying to chat up people in his Power Armor..."

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"Come in, come in," an old man's voice sounded out. Should Sparks enter, she would encounter a couple of Scribes her age, as well as an elderly, brown-skinned, blue-eyed male wearing a longcoat and robes. On the sides of the office were a crude radio and some two-way communications equipment, but that wasn't important right now, as the old man said:

"You might have some good news; we have a newcomer, a Paladin by the name of Jensen. He's a reliable follower of Elder Lyons' teachings," and by Elder, the old man meant Sarah Lyons, "and he's been sent to 'improve relations' with Liberty Island. "Can't you believe that?" he chuckled.

"He's currently in the north end of the place, trying to chat up people in his Power Armor..."

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"That's great," Sparks said. "The Brotherhood could always get some more recruits and friendly relations. Though one would think they'd send Scribes or Preachers, not a Paladin in full Powered Armor. Still, you know, 'A' for effort.

"So, uhhh," she continued, "think I can borrow Brother Jensen for a bit? See, I've got a tip about a lost Vault in the vicinity. Sounds like it might have some good stuff, but there might be a risk involved, so I need a bit of firepower. Can you tell me more about him?

"Oh, and by the way," she added, "any news on, you know, the Campus expedition? Last I heard, they were planning to go there soon."

"Zacahary Jensen, 22 years old, recruited in the Capital Wasteland - he's one of those former Wastelanders. Good soldier, insists on protecting innocents; he's favored by Lyons for that reason. Also, since the death of his former mentor, a bit depressed. Oh, and he has one red eye and one blue eye; even such a minor mutation would have been unacceptable in the old days, but, eh," said the old man.

"As for the expedition to Colombia University? Well, let's just say that Jackson," Jackson E. Shadow, "is the envy of everyone else in this chapter right now; he and his team managed to find this giant construction droid, which had a crane, lasers and mortars, and a recycling chamber that allowed it to process materials. There was a debate as to whether to use it for war or to improve the Wasteland, but Elder Mavarek decided on both."

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"Zacahary Jensen, 22 years old, recruited in the Capital Wasteland - he's one of those former Wastelanders. Good soldier, insists on protecting innocents; he's favored by Lyons for that reason. Also, since the death of his former mentor, a bit depressed. Oh, and he has one red eye and one blue eye; even such a minor mutation would have been unacceptable in the old days, but, eh," said the old man.

"As for the expedition to Colombia University? Well, let's just say that Jackson," Jackson E. Shadow, "is the envy of everyone else in this chapter right now; he and his team managed to find this giant construction droid, which had a crane, lasers and mortars, and a recycling chamber that allowed it to process materials. There was a debate as to whether to use it for war or to improve the Wasteland, but Elder Mavarek decided on both."

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"Heterochromia? That's... not that weird; just bit of a genetic fluke from what I read. But a red eye? Are you sure you're reading that right, Brother?"

She was... notably less pleased about the news of the Columbia University expedition. She had been looking forwards to being there.

"Oh come on, I said I was going to be back at the Citadel soon!" she grumbled. "Just my lousy luck; we get a detour in the Wastelands and I miss a big one like the Campus..."

She stood there for a bit, annoyed and thinking, before coming to a resolution.

"Know what? It doesn't matter," she said, trying to come off as assertive and nonchalant at the same time. "I'm going to make this tech recovery run, and even though it probably won't be as big as the Campus, it'll be my mission. I didn't need that Columbia job anyways."

Still, the news that the machinery recovered being used for war construction was distressing. Sparks had really wanted the Brotherhood to prove its worth as a champion of progress.

"So, okay, where do I find Brother Jensen?"

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"Heterochromia? That's... not that weird; just bit of a genetic fluke from what I read. But a red eye? Are you sure you're reading that right, Brother?"

She was... notably less pleased about the news of the Columbia University expedition. She had been looking forwards to being there.

"Oh come on, I said I was going to be back at the Citadel soon!" she grumbled. "Just my lousy luck; we get a detour in the Wastelands and I miss a big one like the Campus..."

She stood there for a bit, annoyed and thinking, before coming to a resolution.

"Know what? It doesn't matter," she said, trying to come off as assertive and nonchalant at the same time. "I'm going to make this tech recovery run, and even though it probably won't be as big as the Campus, it'll be my mission. I didn't need that Columbia job anyways."

Still, the news that the machinery recovered being used for war construction was distressing. Sparks had really wanted the Brotherhood to prove its worth as a champion of progress.

"So, okay, where do I find Brother Jensen?"

"Again, northern part of the city...which is a residential area. So you might want to stop him from scaring some locals."

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"Again, northern part of the city...which is a residential area. So you might want to stop him from scaring some locals."

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"I see. Thank you, Brother."

Sparks left the office, and went to find Paladin Zachary Jensen. On the way, she managed to locate where Gabriel was resting, but the news that he had just come back from the raid on the slaver camp and was recovering from his injuries put a damper on his chances of joining the expedition. Better to do without him; it wasn't like a sniper was going to do much good in the tight passageways and corners of a Vault anyways.

For now, she had to find Jensen, and hopefully recruit him for the job.