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Accidental double.
Enrique had been awake for too long, too much coffee and too much happening combined. His mind was runming on caffiene alone. When heard there was no sign of a foriegn object in the vents he started to get annoyed.
"Gerardo," Enrique said his accent showing just a bit, "I have a few questions, how exactly did this all happen without any kind of evidence left in the shaft? "
He had managed a coherent sentence, he himself was impressed. He would want to check the vents himself with one of those engineers, see if they had a second opinion.
"Gerardo," Enrique said his accent showing just a bit, "I have a few questions, how exactly did this all happen without any kind of evidence left in the shaft? "
He had managed a coherent sentence, he himself was impressed. He would want to check the vents himself with one of those engineers, see if they had a second opinion.
Secondary would imply just under the top brass.
Character Name: Enrique Carlo Ortega
Character Age: 29
Character Gender: Male
Character Augmentations: A large percent of his right side and right leg are prosthetic, previously of the Interplanetary Armed Forces, taken by an explosion he lost the majority of his right lower body and his entire rigt leg.
Character Appearance: Standard Security Equipment and uniform.
Character Employment Role: Secondary Security Officer
Character's Brief History: Born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. He was raised in a family of five and grew up being the fighter and protector of his younger brothers and two older sisters. Even after he and his family had grown up and moved apart he fealt the need to protect those who couldnt. So he signed up for the IAF and was moved into the field with minimal training as the needs for bodies were growing ever higher. After a year of service he was moved to a far more dangerous territory. The men stationed here were unruly and cared very little for their own lives. On assignment for a raid Enrique was put with a four man team, he was clearing a building with a squadmate while the other two covered the outside. A rebel came from the back weilding a modified rocket launcher, the explosion came from Enriques right while his squadmate called out for assistance. The explosion coupled with sharpnel took out the bottom right of Enriques body, after the house was cleared they checked his vitals and found him to be salvageable. They radioed in for emergency evac. After several months of recooperation Enrique had come to terms with his new limbs and the discharge papers came in. He lost himself for several months but found himself needing to protect others, he found himself working security for a company called OuterTech, on a station known as Miasma.
Character Age: 29
Character Gender: Male
Character Augmentations: A large percent of his right side and right leg are prosthetic, previously of the Interplanetary Armed Forces, taken by an explosion he lost the majority of his right lower body and his entire rigt leg.
Character Appearance: Standard Security Equipment and uniform.
Character Employment Role: Secondary Security Officer
Character's Brief History: Born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. He was raised in a family of five and grew up being the fighter and protector of his younger brothers and two older sisters. Even after he and his family had grown up and moved apart he fealt the need to protect those who couldnt. So he signed up for the IAF and was moved into the field with minimal training as the needs for bodies were growing ever higher. After a year of service he was moved to a far more dangerous territory. The men stationed here were unruly and cared very little for their own lives. On assignment for a raid Enrique was put with a four man team, he was clearing a building with a squadmate while the other two covered the outside. A rebel came from the back weilding a modified rocket launcher, the explosion came from Enriques right while his squadmate called out for assistance. The explosion coupled with sharpnel took out the bottom right of Enriques body, after the house was cleared they checked his vitals and found him to be salvageable. They radioed in for emergency evac. After several months of recooperation Enrique had come to terms with his new limbs and the discharge papers came in. He lost himself for several months but found himself needing to protect others, he found himself working security for a company called OuterTech, on a station known as Miasma.
Soo I cant access the chatzy, no idea why.
Enrique-The Cabin-OG Gang vs The Pack
Enrique let out an audible sigh, he turned back to the scouts and threw his hands in the air.
"I geuss no ones home!" Enrique shouted sarcasm ringing heavy in his voice, "Listen up whoever is in there, I'm blowing the handle off this god damned door if you dont open it, and if you take a shot at me this place will be filled with holes and so will all of you."
Enrique raised the shotgun and aimed it towards the handle, he squeezed the trigger and stopped the shotgun buck with his arm. He took a step back and kicked the door open his shotgun held with both hands at his waste. He stayed just outside the house standing in the door way.
"I dont want to hurt you, mi hermanos outside dont want to either, I want to check the house for a sick man I once knew, possibly going by Thomas or Tyler, and be aware if I dont come back out in around 20 minutes my boys are taking you all out. No disgretion."
With that Enrique slowly entered the house and kept his shotgun close to his chest. He had it facing at the ground but still where he could bring it up and blast somebody if needed.
Enrique let out an audible sigh, he turned back to the scouts and threw his hands in the air.
"I geuss no ones home!" Enrique shouted sarcasm ringing heavy in his voice, "Listen up whoever is in there, I'm blowing the handle off this god damned door if you dont open it, and if you take a shot at me this place will be filled with holes and so will all of you."
Enrique raised the shotgun and aimed it towards the handle, he squeezed the trigger and stopped the shotgun buck with his arm. He took a step back and kicked the door open his shotgun held with both hands at his waste. He stayed just outside the house standing in the door way.
"I dont want to hurt you, mi hermanos outside dont want to either, I want to check the house for a sick man I once knew, possibly going by Thomas or Tyler, and be aware if I dont come back out in around 20 minutes my boys are taking you all out. No disgretion."
With that Enrique slowly entered the house and kept his shotgun close to his chest. He had it facing at the ground but still where he could bring it up and blast somebody if needed.
Enrique-The Cabin- OG Gang vs The Pack
"Fucks sake," Enrique said under his breath watching as the girl ran inside and then after some time the door opened then closed. He got very annoyed moved quickly looking back at the pack. He walked between the two trucks and looked Colton in the eyes. He grabbed him by the shoulder and guided him towards the back of the truck the two had arrived in. He opened the trunk and pulled out a small shotgun tossing the AK back in the trunk.
"If I go down, I want you boys to shoot till that place is sawdust. If I'm not out in 20 minutes take it down."
Colton put his free hand around Enrique's shoulders and gave him a hug, "Understood."
"Good, have someone tell the boys in the trees to watch any exit and shoot anything that isnt us." Enrique said coldly. He walked up to the cabin door and let out three short knocks. He stood about a foot away from the door, his mind was calm, his breathing was steady, his shotgun was hanging from his right hand. After waiting for a bit he rapped the door with his fist.
"Fucks sake," Enrique said under his breath watching as the girl ran inside and then after some time the door opened then closed. He got very annoyed moved quickly looking back at the pack. He walked between the two trucks and looked Colton in the eyes. He grabbed him by the shoulder and guided him towards the back of the truck the two had arrived in. He opened the trunk and pulled out a small shotgun tossing the AK back in the trunk.
"If I go down, I want you boys to shoot till that place is sawdust. If I'm not out in 20 minutes take it down."
Colton put his free hand around Enrique's shoulders and gave him a hug, "Understood."
"Good, have someone tell the boys in the trees to watch any exit and shoot anything that isnt us." Enrique said coldly. He walked up to the cabin door and let out three short knocks. He stood about a foot away from the door, his mind was calm, his breathing was steady, his shotgun was hanging from his right hand. After waiting for a bit he rapped the door with his fist.
Enrique-The Cabin-The Pack
Enrique had remembered vividly the way back to the Outpost cabin, he had Colton drive the pack there the next day. They stopped not far from it and had those of them that were profecient with rifles take positions around the cabin, after Enrique had given them enough time to take positions he had the rest of the scouts drive up. They parked the cars in a V, the drivers sides facing away from the cabin. Enrique exited the shotgun seat as his boys positioned themselves behind the cars. Each had weapons drawn, Enrique held up an AK-47 and squezed the trigger with the barrel raised into the air. He spotted a little girl on the front porch, he wrapped the gun strap around his elbow and tucked the rifle into the crook of his shoulder and held it over his chest. He waited for Tyler to come to the door, for him to show his face, the instant he caught eye of him Enrique would blow his head off. He heard the scouts behind him whispering, he held up a fist and then put his hand out to the side and patted the air in a calm down motion.
"Enrique," Colton said in a forcefull whisper, "I dont like this..."
"Did you hear me ask for you're feelings on the plan?" Enrique said slightly raising his voice.
Enrique had remembered vividly the way back to the Outpost cabin, he had Colton drive the pack there the next day. They stopped not far from it and had those of them that were profecient with rifles take positions around the cabin, after Enrique had given them enough time to take positions he had the rest of the scouts drive up. They parked the cars in a V, the drivers sides facing away from the cabin. Enrique exited the shotgun seat as his boys positioned themselves behind the cars. Each had weapons drawn, Enrique held up an AK-47 and squezed the trigger with the barrel raised into the air. He spotted a little girl on the front porch, he wrapped the gun strap around his elbow and tucked the rifle into the crook of his shoulder and held it over his chest. He waited for Tyler to come to the door, for him to show his face, the instant he caught eye of him Enrique would blow his head off. He heard the scouts behind him whispering, he held up a fist and then put his hand out to the side and patted the air in a calm down motion.
"Enrique," Colton said in a forcefull whisper, "I dont like this..."
"Did you hear me ask for you're feelings on the plan?" Enrique said slightly raising his voice.
Enrique-Outpost-The Scouts
Enrique felt his lungs fill with thick smoke and let out a few rough coughs and then opened his eyes. Immediately he recognized that the door was being slammed against by someone, then his mind snapped back. The cabin was on fire, he looked towards Amanda and leapt from his seat. He felt an object slam down on his head and wood creak and crash, he felt dizzy and tried to stand but faltered. He heard the door come crashing down and saw Colton move through the smoke. He immediately moved through the smoke and began dragging Enrique out the cabin. Enrique's vision was blurry but he could see the beam that had knocked him to the ground, it was now laid over the bed pinning Amanda down. Enrique saw her struggling to push the beam off of herself, he fought Colton to get to her and threw wild elbows.
"Let me go!" Enrique shouted his voice raspy, it felt like the smoke was choking him but he had to get to her. He saw the sides of the door next to him. He dug his elbow into Coltons gut then grabbed the door frame, he felt two sets of hands grab him and pull him back. He watched as Colton and another scout. He had assumed they had gone inside to get Amanda while the other two scouts dragged him away from the fire, he watched as Colton came out with Enrique pistol axe and bag, Enrique didnt spot the other scout and still held hope they were going to pull Amanda out. He sat there waiting then the other scout came out with burn marks on his hands. He had tried, but the screams were still there and the house still burned, Enrique was screaming. His voice was hoarse and hardly audible. He was struggling against his scouts so that he could go in and save her. Eventually the screams stopped and the house collapsed its supports burned to ashes. He sat there breathing heavy, tears in his eyes. He slumped down and the scouts relinquished their grips, he sat there on his knees defeated. Enrique was a defeated man, he had once again lost the thing that was keeping him human. He had no reason to be a good mad anymore, all he has to do was exist now. To kill, to get his revenge, to vindicate his life, he was going to get the world back for his misfortune. He stood and took his pistol and axe from Colton, Enrique caught his eye and recognized the worried expression. He gave him a pat on the shoulder and fastened his axe to his belt then dusted off his pistol.
"Colton, inform any of the scouts who still hold loyalty to me, that we are leaving. This place has nothing for us anymore, I want them to take anything they can. Ammo, guns, food, supplies, and we are taking the vehicles. I don't care what they do to the people here, but I want my scouts rallied up."
Colton nodded and smiled, he jogged off signaling for some scouts to follow him. Enrique tucked his pistol into his belt line and headed towards the vehicles, he had two of his own boys who were behind him. He saw one of the men on guard duty for the truck and motioned for him to stand.
"Fred, I'm taking these vehicles," Enrique said approaching the man. Fred raised his gun and aimed his gun towards the group of three.
"Enrique I can't let you do that, we need these vehicles," Fred said, "Wheres Amanda?"
Enrique clutched his axe and swung at the mans hands, cutting some fingers off and knocking the pistol away. He grabbed the mans arms and raised his axe then flipped it so the pointed side was aimed at the mans face, he brought it down hard and pierced the skull.
"Never mention that name to me," he said back to the scouts behind him, "Get the keys and fuel we are going as soon as the others get here..."
Within 5 minutes Colton returned with near ten scouts and they all carried guns, rifles, shotguns, one had a bow, each had some odd number of bags and each was prepared to go. The two scouts Enrique had with him were loading the two trucks they planned on taking set the fuel in the back. Enrique motioned for his boys to load up, he sat in the shotgun seat of one of the trucks with Colton in the drivers seat. The trucks started and Colton drove to the front gate, the boys who had been positioned there were not there, he told two of the scouts in his truck to get out and open the gates.
"Let's fucking go, we don't have all night Sylars boys will be after us, hurry the fuck up." Enrique shouted from his window, when the gate was open they all mounted up and drove off, Enrique watched the light behind outposts walls combat the dark sky, he hoped it burned to the ground. He hoped nothing would remain of that place. He looked ahead at the road seeing a few walkers move towards the light and screaming, he knew they would fall. He smiled as he and his drove away, he knew where they were going too. His plan was to check the cabin, where he and Bex and Tyler had made the promise to watch out for one another. He had hopes that Tyler would be there, however irrational that hope was he still hoped. He wanted the bastard to be there, to be the recipient of Enrique's fury.
Enrique felt his lungs fill with thick smoke and let out a few rough coughs and then opened his eyes. Immediately he recognized that the door was being slammed against by someone, then his mind snapped back. The cabin was on fire, he looked towards Amanda and leapt from his seat. He felt an object slam down on his head and wood creak and crash, he felt dizzy and tried to stand but faltered. He heard the door come crashing down and saw Colton move through the smoke. He immediately moved through the smoke and began dragging Enrique out the cabin. Enrique's vision was blurry but he could see the beam that had knocked him to the ground, it was now laid over the bed pinning Amanda down. Enrique saw her struggling to push the beam off of herself, he fought Colton to get to her and threw wild elbows.
"Let me go!" Enrique shouted his voice raspy, it felt like the smoke was choking him but he had to get to her. He saw the sides of the door next to him. He dug his elbow into Coltons gut then grabbed the door frame, he felt two sets of hands grab him and pull him back. He watched as Colton and another scout. He had assumed they had gone inside to get Amanda while the other two scouts dragged him away from the fire, he watched as Colton came out with Enrique pistol axe and bag, Enrique didnt spot the other scout and still held hope they were going to pull Amanda out. He sat there waiting then the other scout came out with burn marks on his hands. He had tried, but the screams were still there and the house still burned, Enrique was screaming. His voice was hoarse and hardly audible. He was struggling against his scouts so that he could go in and save her. Eventually the screams stopped and the house collapsed its supports burned to ashes. He sat there breathing heavy, tears in his eyes. He slumped down and the scouts relinquished their grips, he sat there on his knees defeated. Enrique was a defeated man, he had once again lost the thing that was keeping him human. He had no reason to be a good mad anymore, all he has to do was exist now. To kill, to get his revenge, to vindicate his life, he was going to get the world back for his misfortune. He stood and took his pistol and axe from Colton, Enrique caught his eye and recognized the worried expression. He gave him a pat on the shoulder and fastened his axe to his belt then dusted off his pistol.
"Colton, inform any of the scouts who still hold loyalty to me, that we are leaving. This place has nothing for us anymore, I want them to take anything they can. Ammo, guns, food, supplies, and we are taking the vehicles. I don't care what they do to the people here, but I want my scouts rallied up."
Colton nodded and smiled, he jogged off signaling for some scouts to follow him. Enrique tucked his pistol into his belt line and headed towards the vehicles, he had two of his own boys who were behind him. He saw one of the men on guard duty for the truck and motioned for him to stand.
"Fred, I'm taking these vehicles," Enrique said approaching the man. Fred raised his gun and aimed his gun towards the group of three.
"Enrique I can't let you do that, we need these vehicles," Fred said, "Wheres Amanda?"
Enrique clutched his axe and swung at the mans hands, cutting some fingers off and knocking the pistol away. He grabbed the mans arms and raised his axe then flipped it so the pointed side was aimed at the mans face, he brought it down hard and pierced the skull.
"Never mention that name to me," he said back to the scouts behind him, "Get the keys and fuel we are going as soon as the others get here..."
Within 5 minutes Colton returned with near ten scouts and they all carried guns, rifles, shotguns, one had a bow, each had some odd number of bags and each was prepared to go. The two scouts Enrique had with him were loading the two trucks they planned on taking set the fuel in the back. Enrique motioned for his boys to load up, he sat in the shotgun seat of one of the trucks with Colton in the drivers seat. The trucks started and Colton drove to the front gate, the boys who had been positioned there were not there, he told two of the scouts in his truck to get out and open the gates.
"Let's fucking go, we don't have all night Sylars boys will be after us, hurry the fuck up." Enrique shouted from his window, when the gate was open they all mounted up and drove off, Enrique watched the light behind outposts walls combat the dark sky, he hoped it burned to the ground. He hoped nothing would remain of that place. He looked ahead at the road seeing a few walkers move towards the light and screaming, he knew they would fall. He smiled as he and his drove away, he knew where they were going too. His plan was to check the cabin, where he and Bex and Tyler had made the promise to watch out for one another. He had hopes that Tyler would be there, however irrational that hope was he still hoped. He wanted the bastard to be there, to be the recipient of Enrique's fury.
Enrique and Amanda-Outpost
"What the hell is going on?!" Amanda said angrily her arms crossed standing in the opposite corner of the room. Enrique had closed the door immediately after Rhonda left and was already packing his things in preparation of a speedy exodus. Enrique was preparing for anything. He looked towards Amanda and shook his head.
"Amanda, Myriah threatened you, and me. " Then she told Rhonda I threatened her, and I admit that I responded slightly irrashionally but she threatened us."
" So you fucking tell her your going to burn Outpost to the ashes?" Amanda said her voice raising.
Enrique stood walking over to her and reaching out to hold her, she pulled back and slapped his hands away. He put them over his head and let out an exhausted sigh. He looked at her and sat on the bed they shared.
"You dont understand it now but you have to trust me, I am trying to protect us. Im just trying to be prepared, I know they will send the scouts after us but some of those boys will back me and warn me ahead of time." Enrique said.
"Im putting my life in your hands Ricky, and if you mess this up I will kill you," She sat on the bed and continued, "You watch the door, Im going to rest on the bed. If anyone comes in you had better use that pistol like never before."
With that she closed her eyes and Enrique grabbed a chair and positioned it where he could see the door, he rested his pistol hand on an arm of the chair perfectly aimed at the door. He sat there waiting for any to open the door, to try and take her away from him. His grip tightened on his pistol and he let his anger feul him.
"What the hell is going on?!" Amanda said angrily her arms crossed standing in the opposite corner of the room. Enrique had closed the door immediately after Rhonda left and was already packing his things in preparation of a speedy exodus. Enrique was preparing for anything. He looked towards Amanda and shook his head.
"Amanda, Myriah threatened you, and me. " Then she told Rhonda I threatened her, and I admit that I responded slightly irrashionally but she threatened us."
" So you fucking tell her your going to burn Outpost to the ashes?" Amanda said her voice raising.
Enrique stood walking over to her and reaching out to hold her, she pulled back and slapped his hands away. He put them over his head and let out an exhausted sigh. He looked at her and sat on the bed they shared.
"You dont understand it now but you have to trust me, I am trying to protect us. Im just trying to be prepared, I know they will send the scouts after us but some of those boys will back me and warn me ahead of time." Enrique said.
"Im putting my life in your hands Ricky, and if you mess this up I will kill you," She sat on the bed and continued, "You watch the door, Im going to rest on the bed. If anyone comes in you had better use that pistol like never before."
With that she closed her eyes and Enrique grabbed a chair and positioned it where he could see the door, he rested his pistol hand on an arm of the chair perfectly aimed at the door. He sat there waiting for any to open the door, to try and take her away from him. His grip tightened on his pistol and he let his anger feul him.
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