Another person joined in on the group. This was starting to get out of control. There were now four blue Vault jump suits gathered around one wall in the small Vault corridor. The fourth member decided it would be best to inquire as to what was going on with the Security Forces. No one in the group knew what was going on. Matthew decided to reiterate that. "I don't think that any of us know what's going on with the Vault Security. Probably like a training exercise or something" Matthew said. "Probably best that we don't go investigate and get in their way." Matthew finished. On occasion Matthew had seen firsthand what happens to those who messed with the Security Forces. It was not pretty. Especially so when dealing with Refs. For whatever reason, the Vault Security Officers just did not like Refs at all. From time to time Matthew would ponder on why there was such an extreme hatred for Refs in the Vault. Sure, they were not naturally born in the Vault or original bloodlines, but they were people too. And people who had survived on the outside for generations. Matthew had to give them some credit for that, or at least, the older generation of Refs that survived on the outside. Most of the Refs that were now in the Vault were born in Vault 24. In a sense, they were as much a regular Vault Dweller as anyone else. But Security did not see it that way.

Once the intrigue with the Security Force seemed to die down, Matthew decided to speak again. "So I don't know if you guys were aware but apparently they are bringing down the air conditioned vents for an hour or so today to investigate why it was making that thumping noise. I don't know if you guys had heard that noise during Mr. Lancaster's lesson, but I sure did and it was obnoxious." Matthew chuckled a little. 

[b][u]Vault Security Force[/u][/b]

The boy, freshly out of school, Jack, who was being arrested, tried to figure out why he was being arrested. The Security Officers had nothing for him in regards for an answer. They just swiftly moved in and threw him to the ground. Jack's head nearly hit the edge of a table as the Officers brought him down. A loud [i]thud[/i] was heard as he hit the ground. The Officers all swarmed the room, weapons drawn and aimed at Jack. "Shouldn't have beat up those boys you fuckin' Ref scum. If I had it my way, we'd toss your ass out of the Vault and let you rot with the rest of your outside people" the Officer spat near Jack. "But you'll get yours Jack." He continued. 

As the Officers continued to try and intimidate Jack, and the rest of the Ref population, a large group of Refs had gathered. They were shouting and spouting off obscenities at the Officers. Hatred and bad blood was slowly getting ready to boil over into violence. Finally it turned into something more than a gathering group. Some of the Refs had knives, screwdrivers, other tools, a few had bats. The four Officers guarding the front door were rushed by a group of 15 or so Refs. The Officers brought out their batons to try and fight back the mob. There were a few exchanges of bloody batons and other weapons, but the Refs were too numerous for the Officers. One of them simply drew his pistol back from it's holster and started shooting. A few Refs dropped but the four Officers were overcome by Refs and they were killed. Five more Officers exited the room, firing shots into the crowd. The group of Refs dispersed and took cover. Now they had guns. A shootout between the two sides ensued. The Officer still with Jack had finished tying his hands and moved to the intercom. "More Officers to the Ref Living Quarters. NOW! They are shooting at us. Fuck, I think they killed Jones, Wills, Jacobson, and Garcia." He said into the intercom.