Roman glanced around the corner of the alleyway, checking for raider's or ferals. He was in some suburb on the east coast, he didnt even know which commonwealth. However, he did know that this town had an abundance of nuka-cola and right on the corner of the street, in its red glory, stood one of the prized machines. He strode over to it after making sure the coast was clear, opened the machine and pulled out the last four nuka-colas. He popped the cap of one, drank it in a few sips and slipped the bottlecap in his pocket. He sat on the hood of a car, his laser rifle propped next to him, and enjoyed the sunshine.

@Leo Khan
Jax looked through the scope of his sniper rifle at the man. He had taken the
nuca cola Jax had been looking for, and he would use any means necessary to get it. His faint red dot appeared on the man's chest, and he smiled as he started to pull the trigger.

Despite the sun being out, it was a rather chilly forty or fifty degrees when the Chinese woman stirred from a night of restless dreams, dreams of both good...and bad memories. She sat at a kitchen table, all by her lonesome in an abandoned house she decided to stay the night in, rather than brave the frosty winter nights of the Northern Commonwealth under a crumbling overpass. She was beginning to almost miss the arid desert heat of the Mojave...almost.

Her .45 was broken down into pieces on the kitchen table, each she meticulously scrubbed with an old toothbrush dipped in a can of motor oil, using a tiny steel rod with cloth weaved around it to swab the barrel and the silencer. It wasn't the best way to maintain her weapons, but at least it kept them firing for a while longer.

The expert she was, Mei assembled the gun in rapid pace, not a single part out of place as she put it all together and cocked the slide, setting it on safety.

She stood with a stretch and a yawn.

Last night's mission went smoother than expected for her. A man paid her 350 caps to kill two beastly raiders after the men burned his wife and two children alive. It was easy enough just to draw the bastards out and snipe them, but Mei took a more...personal approach.

She tracked the two men and their rowdy band of chem junkies and cannibals to an encampment in an abandoned hotel. Then, one by one she picked away at their numbers from the shadows, either with a well placed silent headshot or a combat knife slicing their adam's apple. When it was all said and done, both the vicious animals were put down, along with their entire gang.

Xia-Mei relished every kill. The world would be a better place without those bastards preying on the innocent.

After cleaning her weapons and holstering them, Xia-Mei set out from the abandoned house. The harsh white glare of the winter sun caught her obsidian eyes, causing her to squint them with a grimace. She muttered a curse under her breath and continued on.

Roman heard the faintest click of a trigger. His training with the Brotherhood, as well as a little radiation, had heightened his senses. He raised his bottle, the sun glinting through the glass, causing bright flash that would blind anyone looking through a scope. He heard a gunshot go off and saw the bullet strike the brick wall in front of him. "Nice try!" Roman called as he faded back into the shadows of the alleyway. When the person that just shot at him could finally see again, he would have disappeared. Roman kept walking, looking down at the map on his pip-boy when suddenly he bumped into someone. Out of instinct, he drew his revolver and jumped out of reach. "Woah! Who are you!?" he demanded of the woman he had just ran in to.

@Driveemout @Flightless_Soul

@Leo Khan
Jax soon recovered his vision and ran out of the building, his sniper raised. He eventually caught up to the man, and spoke. "Listen, I just want a bottle of Nuka. Nothing less, nothing more." He slung the sniper rifle over his shoulder, and shoved his hands into the pocket of his vault suit jacket that he had made from his vault suit. "Please?"

Roman heard a voice behind him. He drew his katana from its scabbard on his back and leveled it at the stranger's throat. "Dont sneak up on people like that." He sighed with relief as he saw the guy put his hands in his pockets. Roman twirled his sword and slid it back into it's scabbard fluidly, before turning his attention back to the woman. "Sure, i'll split a bottle with you if you watch my back and make sure this girl doesnt try anything. Deal?"

@Driveemout

@Leo Khan
"If you add in caps, I'll be your personal bodyguard. My name's Jax. Proud member of Reilly's Rangers." He stuck out his hand. "I forgot those raised in the wasteland don't know proper etiquette." He leveled his sniper at the woman the man was talking about. "Alright, don't try anything."
@Flightless_Soul

Roman rounded on the other man. "The only cap you'll be getting is a cap up your ass. I could use a partner, even a friend, but i sure as hell dont need a paid babysitter."

@Driveemout

@Leo Khan
"Alright, that works too. SO what is your name, anyways?" He took off his vault jacket to examine it, then put it back on. "You neglect to mention it even when I ask." He looked through his weathered backpack to find a cap, then gave it to the man. "This is as an apology, and a peace treaty. It may be not be much, but I have a little money problem."

Completely forgetting about the woman, Roman reached into his back pocket, removed a nuka cola and offered it to Jax. "Hadrian Kelly. You can call me Roman." He stuck out his hand.

Jax shook Roman's hand, and shoved the Nuka Cola in his backpack. "Jax Evans, pleased to meet you. Now, should we be thinking about the woman you instructed me to watch?" He smirked, and backed away with his sniper rifle aimed at the woman.
@Flightless_Soul@Leo Khan

David counted his bullets. He sipped his canteens and walked down Northern commonwealth. The air was cold, almost nothign like the Moajave heat. The hispanic man loosked around commonwelth. NCR officials said some of the Brotherhood was here. They had some kind of robot called Liberty Prime. They wanted him to represent them, even though he wasnt technically a ranger. The Brotherhood and the NCR had a treaty and the NCR wanted to see if they will be welcomed to Commonwealth. Memories of the day the rangers defeated the legion at Hoover Damn once more, came to mind. The defeat was won, thankfully to a mysterious courier. The Mojave was safe from the Legion. But NCR wanted to be ready encase the Legion or any foes come there way. He was also sent down to find any remaining Caesar's legion officials.

He lit a cigarette as he stopped for the moment.. He checked his map. There was supposed a few abandoned houses nearby. Might be some caps, or supplies. Then something sounding like a can tipped over. David turned aiming his hunting rifle. "Who's there? Show yourself!" THere was word of feral ghouls being here. A hiss was heard and he saw them. The hispanic cursed and fired a shot, knocking a ghoul back. 4 more revealed themselves. "Shit!" He cursed and shot another bullet. The ghouls roared and began charging at him.

@Leo Khan@DriveEMOut

Mei had no idea what just transpired ((BECAUSE HER CREATOR WAS STUCK AT WORK ALL FUCKING DAY!! \>///</)), but somehow it ended up with her in an alleyway with two strangers, a rather tall fellow clad in mismatched armor and a boy who had the muzzle of his gun stuck so annoyingly in her face. She scowled at the two of them, firstly disappointed in herself for letting her guard down and getting caught up in this situation, and secondly...for not killing these two bastards...yet.

"Silly little boys shouldn't play with big people toys." Her Chinese dialect evident as she hissed at the young boy aiming his rifle at her head. "You should put that gun down, before you end up hurt. I have no fight with you, but if you continue to impede me, I swear...you will regret it."

@Leo Khan@Flightless_Soul
"Sorry, woman. But I need my Nuka Cola. So I have to do this. I could do it from far away." He ran back into the building he used to be in, and aimed the laser dot at the woman's forehead. "Finish this up, Roman! We better get going soon." He adjusted the rifle and watched the event that was going to unfold.

David continued firing his rifle. He cut through the streets, and into a alleyway. His heart pounding. The feral ghouls didnt seem to notice him. He rose a eyebrow seeing the scene between two men and a woman unfold. One of them aiming a gun at her. He took out his 5.556 pistol. "Put the gun down." He ordered, the man walked back into the building, but the laser dot was on her.
@Flightless_Soul@DriveEMOut

Just then a man holding his bloody shoulder came running down the road. He was dressed like a talon company merc, and he started yelling for help. He clutched a bloody gasmask in his right hand. He made a quick look back as he ran by a building and a figure came bursting through the window with a bloody primitive blade in its hand. It struck the man and threw him off his feet, it then plunged the blade into the mans chest and beat him down. Then without a thought, bite tore a hunk of flesh from the side of the mans neck spraying blood everywhere as the man made a last dying screen. The figure took one more bite befor realizing that there were people looking in its direction and ripped the gasmask from the dead mans clutches and sprinted away.