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As the light flipped on Valery naturally jerks his head down causing the welding hood to fall over his face. The light was bright, but no brighter than an arc welder four inches from his face. His heart jumped for a second but then he realized: bandits don't bother with security checks.

When the light shuts off Valery raises the visor back up and throws the dshk over his shoulder. Finally they would be able to relax for a minute. As Valery walked into the station he takes off his respirator revealing the face of a young man with unkempt hair and peculiar tan lines around where his respirator was. His face is blackened with oil and dirt. It gives a glimpse into the harsh conditions of the red army's machine shops. He furiously scratches at a spot on his face. "It feels good to get out of that thing. I've had it on for six hours now." He says as he looks around. The station was warm, not hot like armory, but a lot warmer than the outside. He took a deep breath. It was strange not smelling oil and gasses in the air. This was the first time in months that he had smelled air outside of armory and it was refreshing. "Well pals looks like we made it. I'll need to find out about the rail car situation. I think that we should all go get a drink in the mean time! Anyone that survives the surface deserves a drink!" Valery said cheerfully, but deep down he was nervous about returning to red line with only news of failure.
Valery chuckles at the girls description of herself. "That's not a problem we deal with at armory. With all the traffic in the tunnels the mutants have learned to stay in the shadows. Plus I think all the fighting drives them away." Valerys tone gets a bit more serious. "You wouldn't believe the racket they make at that bridge. It has to be nearly a half mile away but when they got the gates open the sound of gunshots and explosions echoes all the way down the tunnels. That bridge does worry me though. We seem to keep sending troops and not many seem to come back. I just hope the nazis are losing more people than us." Valery goes back to a bit lighter tone, obviously finding the next story amusing. "One time those nazis tried to blow the bridge up and my god what a noise that was! I thought it was going to break the walls of our station!" Valery realizes he probably shouldn't be giving out so much information about the reds war, but it was nice to have some new people to talk to. And what was the worst that could happen? He was going to never see these people ever again. And it's not like they would be coming to Red Line.

The girl was alright, but there's somthing about the old man that just creeped Valery out. It wasn't that he wasn't nice. He just doesn't seem... Approachable.
Valery looks back at the Major after his reluctance. "That's fair I guess. Everyone has their skeletons in the closet. Well.. I don't really have any, but that's just because I've never left Red Line.. Hell I've never even been further than one station from armory. And from what I've seen there's no reason to." Valery looks back ahead trying to stay on guard. He was used to watching his back, but never from mutants.

The tunnel they were walking through was strange to Valery. It was a cleared tunnel. A place where humans had been many times but it seemed just dead... It was strangely quiet, and Valery didn't like it. Hearing every footstep, every breath. It was as if they were the only three in the metro and that didn't sit well with him. "You know, I think this is the quietest place I've ever been." Valery says breaking the almost deafening silence. "But then again I guess it's better than hearing something coming to kill you." Valery keeps talking, trying to cover his nervousness.
Valery stayed quiet as Raisa explained her situation. Valery just saw his whole team get ripped apart. But they were just some assholes he was forced to work with. He couldn't imagine if mutants broke into armory and killed all his friends he had grown up with.

He doesn't take his mask off, too used to it being on, he feels naked without it. His welding hood is even modified to be worn over it. "You keep your empty clips from that AK? I have some ammo from my bastard that I didn't get to use before I lost it. You can have it if you want." Valery says as he starts walking down the tunnel. "I guess if you're telling me about you, it's only fair I tell you about me. I was born a few years before all this nonsense, but it's not like I can remember it. I guess it just so happened my family was near where armory was because that's where I've been all my life. Grew up around the forges, so I learned metal working early on. And because there were so many shipments from armory there was a workshop set up for the rail cars. By the time I was fifteen I was already turning twisted steel into useable vehicles. As time went on the tracks started failing and my job became going into the tunnels and fixing the lines." Valery explains as he checks every hole and crack in the tunnels for signs of life. "It sucks dangling under a bridge trying to repair the supports before it collapses, but I like the work. I like doing something that will benefit the metro. Every shipment of food that reaches it's destination. Every batch of weapons that makes it to the front line. I know I've done my part." He looks back at the Major, what about you old man, what's your story? You must have all sorts of tales."
Valery hops down out of the vent and turns on the light on his Dshk and points it down the northern tunnel. "I cant wait to get back to safety. Get some water and food. Sell this damn gun and get a ride back home." Valery looks all around, checking out the unfamiliar tunnels. "So, why are you two trying to make it to Volgolgradsky Prospekt? And why were you taking the surface? If I had a choice I would never leave the metro."

As Valery pushes the dshk into the vent and sets down the torch behind him he says "Thats all you need to know about us. We live a selfless life, there is no need for currency, no need for things. In the grim darkness of the metro Red Line is a beacon, calling all of man to unite together and survive the harsh reality of this is new world." Valery pushes the Dshk forward, dragging the torch behind him as he catches up to the Major. Valery was still nervous, but much less so after meeting these two people, he had known them for barely five minutes and they were already more friendly than any of the soldiers we was with.

Valery clanks and rumbles through the vents as he drags his heavy equipment. He comes up behind the Major who is looking through the vent. "Whats it looks like, we going to have smooth sailing?"
"I'm glad. I'm happy you're open to reason. I won't be a problem for you. But I may need to borrow that weapon anyways." Valery says to the major. He walks back to the room he was in and goes over to the wardrobe. "I'm Valery, Valery roshenko." He pulls out the envelope first and puts it down into a pocket, picking up the torch second. "Armory is my home. I've lived there since I was born. I'm a part of a Red Army recovery mission. But let me make it clear, I'm not a soldier, and I never will be." Valery picks up the dshk and rests it on his shoulder. "I'm merely here to recover the trucks. And when that failed, this was all I could get."

Valery exits the room and walks over to the hole, kneeling down beside it. He takes the torch off his back and un coils a rope tied around it. "You see, the metro is my territory. I've been in tighter spaces with this torch." He says as he tied the rope to his waist then to the torch. "If you would lower these down to me please." Valery crawls down into the hole.
Valery nervously lowers his hands now that the situation is less tense. "I have a weapon, I stashed it though. I wasn't about to just hand it over to you. Now that I see you're not just going to shoot me I might be more inclined to show you it." Valery looks over at the girl who seems a lot less hostile. "And as for the gunshots... There was others, but they died getting to the building. If you don't believe me, one of them is probably dead by now in the lobby." Valery looks down into the hole "I'm not about to leave without my things. Without them they would never let me back in armory." Valery gestures to the room he was hiding in "My things are in the wardrobe in that room, if you don't trust me you can send her to get them. Just don't go rummaging through my personal items."
"W-what?" Valery asks suprised. "Damn it Valery.. You should have just shot." He mumbles to himself. They hadn't already killed him, so maybe they weren't there to kill him. But then again it could just be some trap. But the way it was, Valery is going to die, either by mutants or these people, and a bullet is a lot quicker. He would do as they say for now. They were only a short distance from the station and apparently these people knew how to get there. All he had to do was get back to a station and boom, straight back to Red Line and an end to all this nonsense. Rail cars are much simpler to work with than humans or mutants.

"O-okay I'll do it. You seem to have me at a disadvantage. Just give me one second." Valery looks around the room and spots a wardrobe. He shuffles over to it and quietly places the dshk, torch, and the recon notes into it. He would get these back after he figured out wether or not they were going to shoot him once he walked through the door. They might take his life but they wouldn't take the Red Army's gear! "Alright I'm coming through now. You must understand the risk I'm taking here. I'm putting a lot of trust in people who could just be here to take my things!" Valery says as he nervously walks towards the end of the hall. He gently pushes open the door being greeted by a man with a rifle. Valery starts to shake, unsure of how this will go. He doesn't even notice the girl in the corner he's so nervous.
Valery is surprised that whoever is in the room is actually talking with words instead of bullets. Should he respond? Or just start shooting? No, talking seems the right thing to do. "W-what makes you think I even want to go back to the metro!" Damn it Valery... "Maybe I l-like it up here!" It's becoming painfully obvious that Valery isn't good under pressure. "J-just never mind! Shut up! Listen I've got enough firepower to turn that room into Swiss cheese! And turn you into hamburger in the process! How bout I fry you up and serve you to those winged sons of bitches? Maybe then they'll help me get back!" Valery is running out of things to say, realizing he hasn't actually made a request. "L-listen! You two slowly walk out the door. Either that or you could hop back out to the creatures of the surface!" Valery shifts his grip on the dshk and positions it better at the door. "Let's say I give you twen- no! Ten! Seconds before I rip the room to shreds!"
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