Stitchblades

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Jackson looks over and notices the super mutant and the scared bartender reaching for his weapon without a second thought jackson pulled out his trusted 44. lept over the table and held the gun to the bartenders head
"you dont want to do that kid, A super mutant can take more rounds than any human and you would only get us all killed" JAckson turns to face the super mutant,
"I'm Jackson radford, how about we go outside to talk?"
holstering his gun jackson gives the bartender a bag of caps and signals the other two to follow us, Once outside jackson turns to the super mutant
"as i said in the bar i'm Jackson, and i'm guessing that you was told by Mr V to find me her in return for caps?"

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Okay pathas thankyou for letting me know, take care

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Ahh then i say welcome aboard" waving his hand slightly at Randall "this is Randall, like yourself contact by Mr V to join me on this job" JAckson takes out his 44. and gives it a quick wipe down with a scrap of cloth, "So whats your stories?, Mr v isn't one to hire people who don't bring anything to the table, and he knows full well that i wouldn't accept anyone who i deem not right" placing his 44. back into its holster and covering it up with his coat before taking of his beret and using the same cloth to wipe his bald head

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Jackson Breaks his conversation with Randall and looks up at her "I am indeed" jackson said in a gruffty voice at the alcohol was starting to affect him "and you are my i ask?"
Jackson studies her in great detail, taking note of her combat armor Laser weaponry Then turns to Randal raising an eyebrow at him.

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Yes you are ^^ sorry forgot to say >.<

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Jackson lowers his gun slowly before breaking eye contact with Randall and reaches for his whiskey. " Legion escapee, worked with the NCR and has had contact from Mr V," Jackson waves down the bartender and orders another whiskey bottle "Seen as we will be working together i'll be honest with you, i don't trust you, and in regards to the job i can tell why V wanted you apart of the team, you know the legion and arizona. we are heading there, for a mission, Though we work for Mr V this unofficially is a NCR mission, very hush hush and we wont have any support other than the team, but i'll explain later once we hook up with the rest of the team

Fallout: The rescue of Six

Jackson taking another sip of whiskey and glanced up to see and unfamiliar face. "Do i have business with you? I can't say i recognize your face, yet i do recognizes that colour of armor you're wearing" Jackson takes another sip of whiskey before lowering his hand to his 44. "most folk round here don't know those colours, or if they do they certainly would think one of caesar's puppets would be this far into NCR territory" Jackson raises his 44. to his hip "speak quickly my drink is waiting" he stares straight into the strangers eyes

Fallout: The rescue of Six

That sounds good to me haha let your imaginations fly

The Lost Alpha.

looking forward to it

Fallout: The rescue of Six

As the sun faded from the sky a figure in a black trench coat wandered into Madison's Bar in Hub. After his eyes readjusted to the lighting he dusted his coat down, in a hopeless attempt to get some of the dust and dirt of it. With a friendly wave from the bartender he went and sat at the bar removing his black ranger helmet and replacing it with his black beret.
He ordered his drink of choice after trading some supplies he had gathered from his time in the wastes. He could always get a good price for bottled water and sealed food. His recent trip had taken him out to the owens lake, it was rather uneventful, killed the odd raider or junky but that was it.
As he sat drinking his whiskey straight from a bottle he felt the presence of a stranger standing behind him.
"Jackson Radford?" the stranger questioned
With a brief grunt jackson replied "who's asking?"
"Mr V asked me to give you this message" with that the stranger handed jackson a holotape.
"Mr V huh? that old man still kicking i see" jackson download the message to his pip boy 2000 So the old mans got another job for me? i'll need a team, get them to meet me here in two days"