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 Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 12:04 pm
It seems Callums plan to walk straight back to base before nightfall was cut short.When he was about half-way to the base he saw a rustling in a bush near his left.He turned his head and took his His Ithaca DSPS off his shoulder.He aimed it at the bush and turned the underslung maglight on.Slowly,he moved forward,thinking through all the combat drills he did in training.
"Whos there?..." he called,trying to put a commanding edge on his voice.
No responce,just the wind.Then the bush moved again.
"allright!...come out!,wit your hands up!..or I WILL open fire!"
Again,no responce,but then he heard a faint clicking sound.
"Wait..thats a...OH SHI-" His words were cut short as a stinger burst out of the bush,Callum managed to dash out of the way as a huge radscorpion scuttled out of the foliage."Oh my god...DIE YOU SON OF A...",he let off a shot out of his Shotgun,which glanced off the radscorpions chitinous hide.This only succeeded making it angrier as it lunged at him with one of its claws.It whisked passed his leg as Callum sidestepped then gave it a good kick in the face.This showed some results as it gave a horrid screech and moved backwards.Callum opened fire again,2 of his shots peirceing the hide near the base of the stinger.
But its reflexes were too fast for the plucky initiate as it lashed out with its stinger,hitting him straight in thigh and burying it right in.Callum dropped his shotgun and fell to the floor,his leg burning in pain.He gritted his teeth and took out his combat knife and buiried it deep into the scorpions eyes and repetadly twisting it to maximise the damage.The scorpion riggled and screetched,reeting under the pain.after a good struggle,the scorpion went limp...
Taking his knife out of the eye,he droped it,falling to the ground with a bump.He lay there for a good minuite before sitting up and taking a stimpack off his belt.He jammed it into the area around the wound,wincing at the pain.Taking a bandage out of his backpack,he wraped it around his thigh,tieing it at the end.
Taking his radio out of his bag,he tuned into the brotherhood frequency.
*kzzk*This is...-cough-..Callum O'donnald,i've just got jumped by a...a radscorpion,stung in the leg.Dunno if I canne walk.Can you send someone to meet me?.*kzzk*
*kzzk*Jesus...Uh...I dunno if we can get someone to get you back.How far are you from base?,Over?*kzzk*
*kzzk*Id say...bout half a mile away from compound,I could start walking.If you cant get someone to meet me,thats ok.Over.*kzzk*
*kzzk*Ok...we'll get the med's notified...good luck*kzzk*
Well...at least he wasnt dead.Callum summoned up the strength to stand up, wincing at the pain.He was starting to feel a bit weak,but went to pick up his shotgun.he leant on the but and started using it as a makeshift crutch and started the walk...or hobble...back to base.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 5:54 pm
[from Rec room]
Making their presence known, they left the Brotherhood of Steel base equipped with weaponry. Judging from the time of day, it was almost close to evening, perfect for the opportunity to hunt so they could savior the fresh taste of whatever they happen to kill. Employing his perception to easily observe their environment, he saw it was alright for now, standing near the entrance to their base.
Stretching his abnormal limbs for a moment, Kiro stood there in a vigilant effort to keep them guarded. If Dante took time to view the senior initiate's equipment, he would see a sword sheathed on the back region in an Eastern fashion. Based on the design, it was crafted similar to a machete except slimmer, with a better length, and with a slight curve to it matching with the black metallic hilt with no guard but good gripping.
As he began to move, Owari utilized his teachings from the Ryukas with his stealth walk. Walking on the edges of his feet, by using the blades of his feet, less of his feet would touch the ground and spread less noise. With enough commitment in his practice, this developed a stealthy effect in his movements. Oddly enough, Kiro did something similar yet most of came natural from their hunting instincts.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 8:30 pm
Wind whipping his silver hair, Dante stood and waited for the senior initiate to begin the hunt. The light was perfect. Dante could see well in dim light, at night even. His keen eyes made him an excellent scout, and a good sniper. Dante watched as Owari walked, he was very much intrigued, and would have to ask him about it in the future. Dante began to attempt his own stealth walk, one he developed when he was a raider, tweaked with a bit of training from some other thieves. It was awkward, his legs didn't quite move the way they where supposed to. Spear in his right and, left hand open, palm to the ground and both arms spread out. Dante continued his semi-stealth like movements. This was going to be irritating until he got used to the new weight.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 8:45 pm
Venturing further away from their headquarters, it was obvious their percentage in pursuing some type of wild life would increase slightly. With less signs of human life around the desert region, it was becoming silent. Taking into account of the movements they preceded to utilize, he paused and waved his hand ever so slowly to signal to both his companion and Dante. Scouting around the area was a wolf pack and recalling their high caliber in sensing others, it was only time until they needed to strike. Whispering to Junior Knight Dante, he felt it was appropriated to discuss strategy while they were undetected.
“I suggest you snipe one of them. We will cover you and if didn't notice by chance, there are five in total."
While saying this, he held onto one of his throwing knives and a combat knife.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 8:57 pm
Dante merely smiled at the senior initiate. He figured it best not to tell him that he saw the pack almost a full minute before the tribal. Although, he was unsure if that was there goal. "Sounds good. I assume we will have to eliminate them all?" He asked as he placed his spear silently into the ground and went prone, taking the rifle off as he lay. He watched the pack, picking out what appeared the biggest and meanest one he waited for the moment. His heartbeat slowed, as he timed the wolf. He took a calm breath, squeezed the trigger, and thought a sweet goodbye to the wolf as the bullet launched out the chamber causing the beasts head to explode. The rest of the pack was sure to notice them now as the large ones body thrashed once and then lay still.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 9:26 pm
" Yeah, we are going to kill them all. Unlike dogs, they have all their fur and their bodies don't looks like they were affected by the area."
There was no point in lowering his vocals considering the precise moment he was responding to his senior officer, Dante was displaying his amazing marksmanship as he quite literally pulled out a perfect head shot on the Alpha wolf of the pack. Judging from the sudden sound and the death of the leader, these wolves would be chasing them with vengeful eyes. Howling in mourning for a second, they stopped as they went began to charge into their direction.
Watching them approaching, Owari and Kiro went into position. They were basically the support for their leader's stealth like shot. With their eyes set on Dante, he had his pet komodo dragon move forward to be defense for him. Standing still, as the wolves leaped towards the massive beast, Kiro rotated his body to whip the tail swiftly with great might at the adversaries.
Growling with great intensity, the tail colliding with the mutts forced them to be pushed sideways from the great blunt force trauma caused by the lizard. The strength and agility generated would weaken them for a moment, but gradually cause immense pain from the possible fractured bones. It was no wonder this was Owari's partner in crime.
Owari Komodo kept his concentration on his targets, waiting to exploit the opening of one of the creatures leaping into his path. As they got closer, the Ryukas tribal entered a stance. Pressing his left foot forward and positioning his right foot back, he brought about a stable position as the right arm was getting cocked back. Reaching five feet, his eyes provided the spirit of a warrior as he launched the knife.
Showing his spear style throw, the moment he threw his serrated throwing knife, Owari had his wrist flick downward as the knife was released in order to cancel out momentum accumulated in accelerating the knife. Shooting out perfectly straight like a spear thrust, the pouncing wolf would feel the fury of the blade penetrating the stomach, thus hindering the movement of another wolf as the other one was slowly entering his striking range. This was just the start of their hunt.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 9:49 pm
As the pack closed in, Dante was already getting ready to get into a melee fight. He began standing up again, a bit clumsily, as the large lizard defended him. He left his rifle lay where it was as to not hinder his movements, reaching for his spear, and activating his stealthboy. He became transparent, nearly invisible with his armor adding to the effect. The spear was also enveloped in the stealth field causing him to become a deadly force. He knew the wolves would still be able to smell him, and they probably could see him a bit as well. He began spinning the spear skillfully as he neared the closest wolf. It snarled lunging in his direction. Dante side stepped, bringing the spear point upward in a slash, catching the neck of the mongrel, a spray of blood off to the side as the body turned let him know he hit home. He however lost his footing a bit, stumbling, catching himself with the spearshaft. He needed to be more careful, he thought as a second wolf had picked up on his location.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 11:47 pm
The behemoth of a lizard had his eyes attracted to the feral wolf attempting to get an attack off on Dante. Chasing after him, before he could leap into the air for his meal, a giant shadow lingered over its presence in a frightening pounce of his own. Driving its massive foot from an aerial position, the beast was going to learn the true meaning of a beat down. Considering its focus was Junior Knight Dante, the wolf was unaware of the savage curve stomp from hell that was about to occur.
Crashing downward, Kiro's mass ended up pressing against the head and literally shatter the wolf's skull in two, eliminating it from the battle. Standing on the fallen creature, he gave a blood thirsty look that was similar to his master. One had to wonder what exactly did this tribal taught this gigantic lizard.
Intimidating eyes channeled by pure sadistic impulse, the wolf was facing an individual with a bestial side that exceeded some of the monstrosities in the wasteland. Already grasping onto his combat knife, he waited for his prey to come closer. Smiling in a vile fashion, he would enter a fighting stance as the distance was closing between them. He began by pinpointing his lead foot to the direction of the wolf, bending his knees, and lastly angled his form at approximate 45 degree. Generally the sadistic b*****d lowered his chin and kept himself defended by laying the right hand near the chin and shifting his left hand low. Naturally he was within an orthodox boxing stance, yet with a sinister purpose. Swinging his left hand like a scythe, he eagerly was waiting for him.
Entering into his striking perimeter, he would tightly grapple the hilt of the combat knife while having half of the hilt between his fingers for a punch dagger like effect. The stance maximized the speed and was capable to changing the angle of his offense. Before the poor mutt could touch him, a barrage of fast thrust were puncturing and quite literally maiming the body with relentless attacks.
Bestowed with his abnormal reach, it made all his swift series of jab like stabs like a machine gun firing out spears. Dropped dead in a bloody mess three feet away from the tribal, this served to show the poor creature was insane to enter a melee fight with a man like Owari Komodo, just proving how bloodlust could make him a frightening foe. Staring at the carcass, he addressed Dante before preceding with the task of bringing these bodies back to the base. Judging by the condition of the last ********, there was no way this thing could be used for anything but a meal.
" Any meals you prefer with these wolves Junior Knight Dante?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 10:01 am
Callum wasnt well...The poison from the Rad-scorpion sting had since worked its way into his bloodstream and was taking it toll.No knowing anything about treating poison definatly didnt help his situation.So far the poison had buggered him up real good so far,he felt weak...even just walking a few feet felt like a struggle.His vision became blurred and voice slurred...almost as if he was drunk,but MUCH worse.
But up ahead he saw something through the hase,not the compund walls...but some people.Well...two people and a lizard or something.He didnt know if they were freind or foe,but they were probably freindly as nothing would dare come that close to the compound if it was hostile.He decided to alert them to his presence as he didnt want to get shot...that would just ruin his day.
"H-hey!...Can you h-h...hear me?" His speaking was pretty hard to understand as his slurred Irish accent sounded really strange.But he shaoted load enough for them to hear him.
"Its ok!...dont s-sshoot me!...im...im Brotherhood!"He just hoped they heard him as he hoblled towards them...
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 12:04 pm
Dante was too busy getting himself upright, and still in a bit of disbelief at the skill of his new squad member. Memebers, he corrected himself, looking at the pair. "It doesn't matter to me, cooked is all I care about. Thank you Kiro for sav-" He cut his sentence short at the cry of the man in the wastes. He turned and spotted a limping man heading their direction. From what he could tell, he seemed Brotherhood. Not many people where this close to the compound, and he could have sworn that is what the man was yelling. He slung his rifle over his should and, using the spear as a sort of cane, started in the mans direction. "Owari, we should see about helping that man, it is our duty as Brotherhood soldiers, and as Renegade members." Dante said continuing he walk towards the soldier.
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 12:13 pm
Wiping the excess blood from his combat knife, he approached the wolf killed by his throwing knife. Placing a firm grip on the handle, Owari removed the blade from the carcass as he heard his superior address him about assisting someone. Inclined to stay armed with his knives, the tribal and his lizard headed into the direction of the soldier. Motioning a nod to Dante, he acknowledged his order and followed behind him. However before advancing further, he signed Kiro to go after the bodies and lay them on his strong back. As his companion was busy, he would tend with the current situation.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 4:59 am
It seems his cry was heard after all,as the two figuires in started moving towards him.Callum let out a silent prayer to the heavens for his fortune,and continued limping towards the men.His wound was hurting pretty badly as it haddent yet clotted and the bandage was a sea of red.He got closer to the men and stopped,leaning on his shotgun.He was shaking badly and the world was spinning.
"In...Initiate...Callum O'Donnald...t-thank god I saw you...I cant last another 5 m...mins" He stood there,breathing heavily and waited for there responce.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 3:45 pm
With his eyes scanning the body of the initiate, the tribal's awareness told him the extent on his injuries. It seem like he was just struggling to hang onto life and the expression on his features told him the agony he was suffering through at the moment. If Callum saw them, he would notice the Senior Initiate staring at his form was six foot ten. Addressing his superior, he gave a merciful but callous statement while Kiro was reaching their location.
" Should we put the initiate out of his misery?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 8:38 pm
Dante listened to the initiates words as he eyed the wound. Looked like a sting. Owari's cold comment was a bit out of line, but was something that had crossed Dante's mind. Poisons worked fast and killed painfully. The initiate was lucky however, it seemed he still had time. "Not this one Owari, he's still salvageable." Dante said, giving a little wink to show he was trying to lighten the mood. "Owari, you have the most experience with poisons, this is some sort of sting, i can tell that much. Initiate Callum, what stung you, and how big? Owari, we may need you to attempt treating the wound. Are you able to?" Dante started giving orders and commands. He knew that the initiate would only have limited time. Not long enough to get back to base.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 8:30 am
"Uhh...a frickin rad-scorpion,jumped me from...a bush...t'was about...the...size of a...motorbike?,I...d-don't really know"
Replied the shaken Initiate,to be honest,he didnt really know as it all happened rather fast.He thought it didnt REALLY matter how big it was execpt the fact it was trying to kill him.He'd seen Rad-scorpions before...well...at a distance,and not actually trying to kill him,but this was about average size.
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