"Gramp, please." A woman begged the Overseer of the vault, her hands clasped together while she looked at her grandfather. "We need to get out there and see the waste. You know just as well as I do that population control isn't working, and relations with the Vault staff aren't getting any better. We need air."

For the past week in the crisp and new month of february, Mia Sato had constantly badgered her grandfather, the Overseer to the vault that she and everyone else she knew lived in, to send some people outside the vault and scout the nearby area.

Standing next to her was Doctor Gregg, who was the former leader to the Vault-Tec staff, but has since moved down from his position since the two parts of the vault merged into one. Since the hidden sector of the Vault was discovered, Gregg had taken a position next to the Overseer, proving invaluable in terms of Vault Tec truths and overall direction. "She's right, you know." He commented. "This is the year that Vault Tec believed would be the year of safety, when the release signal would be sent to the vaults for opening." However, they all knew that signal was never coming. They were already far behind the schedule that Vault Tec set out for them, if that was their true window for time.

Jason Sato looked to her granddaughter and his assistant, tapping his chin. They were becoming rather insistent on having some people look outside the vault. Unfortunately, they could not set up any sort of way to monitor the outside world from in the vault, but maybe they would be able to do so if they finally opened the doors. However, he was aware of the risks. If he were to open that door, people, whatever people were still alive, would see, and they would alert others and they would either be wasted or taken advantage of.

"If I were to send out some sort of reconnaissance team," He watched as Mia's eyes widened and Gregg's eyes were taken off of his pip-boy. "Who would I pick? Would I take volunteers? Given how the vault has tailored us to... exceeding the limitations and expectations of man, both mentally and physicaly, just about anyone could be deemed ready to go out and explore. But these are things that need to be thought of before any sort of other decisions can be made." He could see the readying excitement in Mia's eyes, ready to dash off at even the semblance of a dismissal to get started.

"However, I myself am I busy man. Doctor Gregg here is as well, so taking the time to talk to everyone and decide who would be ready to scout out the land above. We have no idea what we're getting ourselves into, so we must take each step with every ounce of caution possible."

Mia was a smart woman. She knew what her grandfather was telling her, and she was itching to bounce off, but she couldn't just yet.

"M-" Jason couldn't get even a word out before Mia rushed off out of the Overseer's office, jumping and bounding out of the office and through the hallways.

It was only a matter of time before she got outside to see the world above.

"Hey Mia! Are we going out? If we are then... Fetch Coil, that buzz saw of his needs something more then just protectrons in need of servicing!" Elias shouts to Mia as she passes by, almost dropping some schematics. Elias then walks into the Overseer's office. "Overseer, I was wondering weather me and a few others could set something up outside the vault once we open up, just a perimeter for the guards or maybe something more extensive, outpost and wall, say made with parts of the wall from the hidden lower residential lev... How long have you been there doctor? " Elias blurts out at an insidious pace, slowing down at the end, laying out many schematics and blueprints of a defensive wall outside what Elias reckons is the vault door, coinciding with what Elias thinks were the pre-war security fences, just adding guard towers.

Coil is busy with another vault engineer, trying to get an old protectron working under the watchful eyes of four vault guards, their pistols aimed at the dusty old thing, almost scared of it. "We disabled it's motors officers, no need to keep aiming at a paralysed husk of a glorified bin, not even worth the bullets. A Mister Gutsy on the other hand... You'd need an army of these things just to dent one of those fine products of General Atomics... If only we had one of those tireless heroes from General Atomics to fix those stalwart champions of order left to endure time's cruel..." Coil states, almost sneering before going into a patriotic and almost heartwarming speech about the Mr Gutsy in the standard Mr Handy voice, tweaking certain parts of the protection in disdain and disappointment, longingly staring at three deactivated Mr Gutsies leaning in the corner with one eye, the other two concentrating on the work at hand.

@pyroman

A few kilometers away from the entrance of the vault stood a tall green super mutant,He was just searching around looking for some reading material that he heard that their was some desirable reading material. Armed with a sniper rifle and ammo he wasn't the best with the sniper but he was quite the sharpshooter.

Ahab was his mutant name but he knew what his human was or what he thought was his human name,"John" Was all reminded of his human self but he know that he was not like the other mutants. He was more intelligent thanks to his old friend that worked in a library and let him live their for a long time.

"Looks like we've got a mutant," a calm voice said to himself. He was quite a ways away from the super mutant which presented an opportunity to take it out here and avoid hassle later. Hoisting himself onto a small platform of rock a young man readied his sniper rifle. The shooter made sure that he was obscured enough to avoid detection. Scoping out the area the human realized that he had failed to see a second super mutant. Eyeing his prey he noticed that one of them carried a sniper rifle as well.

Sighing to himself he lowered his weapon. He might be able to take out the sniper first, but he couldn't afford for the second mutant to get close to him. That's a fight he would lose for sure. A sniper rifle wasn't always reliable for taking down a super mutant with the first shot. They're skin was fortified and tougher than that of a human's.

Instead Edgar would have to settle for sneaking around the behemoths. He made his way along the rocks stealthily making sure to peak every now and again to make sure the super mutants were still distracted. Edgar's main reason for exploring the wastes was a need for herbs. The wastes were experiencing a period of 'rebirth' which meant an abundance of new plant life. Edgar's best friends and comrades, Tali and Ray, were in need of some fauna required for specific recipes (both medicinal and nourishing in nature), and Edgar was also in charge of meal prep.

Continuing along Edgar noticed that one of the mutants was searching for something. It didn't seem to possess the same primal mannerisms that most super mutants did. From what Edgar could see the mutant was piling through books. This distraction was enough for Edgar to forget that he was in hiding. He stared curiously still somewhat obscured (albeit less than before).

@Famotill

Abel was holding some books in his hands before his eyes moved to a human body that was behind a rock,"Ah shit.." The mutant jumped up in the ground landing with a loud thud that shook the ground below him. Dropping the books on the ground and hiding by a near by rock fiddling with his rifle before pulling it out.

"Eh...human..ah umm...I am not here to harm you...I just trying to find some books...unbelievable as it sounds but it is true" The tall mutant had to try to hid his whole body so he would not be shoot by the human.

Edgar nearly stumbled back with shock. A super mutant that spoke fairly coherent sentences? The young man quickly re-assumed his earlier position- using the rocks as his cover. Looking forward, his eyes darted a bit, he was trying to figure out what his next move would be. He pressed the back of his head against the rock his head looking over his shoulder; he called out to the super mutants before him.

"If you aren't going to attack me maybe you should back off to show me. What's to say your friend doesn't pick me off as soon as I peak my head around this corner?" Edgar sighed before continuing. "Look, I don't know how you're talking so well, but I've seen the mess your people leave behind." Edgar knew there was no point in trying to be rational with a super mutant. Their anger and blood lust drove them. Edgar admittedly felt bad for the humans that they once were, but he knew that survival meant having no hesitation with super mutants.

His eyes wondered as he sought an escape route should they start shooting. There honestly weren't many options. Behind him was a small rocky hill. Surely he'd be shot down before he could hope to climb that. When things got hairy, he'd have to take out the one with the rifle first. A small part of him hoped that these mutants really weren't prepared to tear him limb from limb- or more likely drag him away to perform whatever procedure that do to create more of their kind.

He grimaced at the thought and waited.

@Famotill

"Of course i can try speaking to him...But i don't think he will be much of a conversationalist..if you know Behemoths do not have much of a advance brain like you and me..." Ahab said looking over to the behemoth that was walking around,Holding his M1903 Springfield rifle with scope and extended magazine.

"Well unless you want to try to sneak pasted it...or distract it while talking to it while you sneak away" The mutant said clamming down a little more taking deep breaths.

The old protectron beeps to life, standing upright the Robco product stands still, it's head innards whirring and beeping. "What is he going to do officer?" Coil asks, waving his buzz saw around lazily. "It's meant to be your assistant until those mr gutsies are repaired." The officer responds as the guards and the engineer return to their duties Coil begins tweaking his new assistant with a sneer every few moments.

"It would give security a frontline they deserve to help defend our home, the reserve robots can take care of security in the lower levels and it'd give any recon teams a better shot at surviving with a small first aid area outside." Elias says just as quickly.