[color=fff200][b]Rick Noel – Clinic – Morning[/b][/color]
 
"It does give me an idea however, I wonder if we might be able to send a similar request to The Directorate for assistance here. Word it in such a way that they might find interest in sending some aid. Some medical supplies and equipment for the clinic would do wonders here and if we could get a Courser requisitioned...well, the town wouldn't have to worry about attacks from raiders anymore. That's for sure. It’s a long shot, I know, and we'd have to be extremely discrete about it to the townsfolk. Perhaps we should give it some thought at least..."
 
Rick listened to the doc and pondered for a bit. He shook his head, “That could always be a possibility. I see no reason for them to say no, as long as we provide something in exchange. I can’t see them doing it out of goodness of their heart. As far as courser, that’d be a toughie, how would its presence or skills be explained.”
 
Rick leaned against the wall scratching his head and then turning to the doc, “Plus, at the moment, we don’t have that many coursers. The Homefront takes priority; I can send a message out to them. From my old files I seem to recall a secure communication location near hear, somewhere were agents could resupply and hide out if they couldn’t be transported. I’ll see what I can find.”
 
With that said Rick excused himself, and headed back to the house. He grabbed his bag and headed back out. He needed to locate a terminal, but was unsure of where to find one. He looked at the turrets on the center of town, and followed the cabling. The cabling led to building next to where the generator had been dropped off. He made his way up the building, it looked deserted, but he could tell people had been there recently.
 
It was dimly lit, but boarded windows provided just enough light through the gaps, to make it visible. He made his way up, to what looked like a reconstructed room. The walls and roof had been rebuilt as best as possible. There were various terminals, which made him happy. He sat in front of one and luckily enough it was unlocked. He pulled a holotape from his pack and inserted it.
 
He typed his password in, and soon the institute Emblem Appeared on the screen followed by a folder with multiple files. He began searching, and found his old SRB files, including locations of safehouses. Lucky for them, there was one and it was very close. Rick smiled, and ejected the holotape. He looked around the room, and wondered why there were so many terminals. Most were off, but one caught his attention.
 
He saw on the monitor multiple images, but they were moving. It was a surveillance feed. From the looks of it, and based on how the images moved, the turrets had cameras and were feeding a live feed to this terminal. The monitor next to it had info for the turrets, most likely targeting parameters. These were pretty advanced parameters and turrets for a place like Salem. Made him wonder about who had installed them and ran them.
 
He covered his tracks, ensuring everything was back to the way he had left it. Having a near eidetic memory helped. Once out of the building he headed over to the clinic but heard gunshots and yelling. He made his way to the edge of town past the Inn. He nearly froze when he saw mutants in the distance. He saw one =, running at high speed charging the mutants head on; a little foolhardy, even for someone as strong as a super mutant. Oddly enough he came from town, did the town have mutants?
 
He remained behind covered and took aim at the mutants, but unsure whether to shoot at the one that charged. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he quickly barreled to the side taking aim at whoever was behind him. “Easy cowboy, it’s just me.” Ace replied as he held his hand up smirking.
 
“Shit, you scared me,” Rick Replied as he lowered his gun and stood up and crouched by a log overlooking the fight.
 
Ace crouched next to him and aimed what looked like a plasma gun based on the glowing green color coming from slits on the barrel. “Quick thinking on your part, never expected you to move that quickly. Lucky for me you didn’t pull the trigger…that’s good, shows you’re not a killer” Ace replied as he kept his eyes fixed on the fight.
 
Rick looked down, and realized Ace was right. The killing of that raider from before was bothering him, it weighed on his mind. “Yeah…” Rick said as he looked back up.
 
“You see that hollering mutie that ran towards the others? Don’t shoot him, he’s on our side…allegedly. His name is Rook, make sure you aim for the others.” Ace said as he pointed at the mutant. Rick nodded, and as he was crouched he moved closer. He heard one mutant yell for a medic, which caught both him and Ace off guard. They saw another mutant but he looked like he was wearing some sort of power armor.
 
They made their way to the wall, and they heard the sounds of turret motor. Ace sounded puzzled, as he remarked he never seen that turret before. It didn’t whirr or beep as they got closer, which meant it wasn’t targeting them. Though from the looks it wasn’t joined to the other turret network.
 
Ace pointed at something and they made their way, it looked like there was an injured man. Upon closer look, he was missing limbs and was bleeding badly, worst of all he was a mutant. The ghoul seemed to be still alive. Rick slowly muttered ugh in disgust. "Bad enough he's ghoul, to be torn like that..." Ace said breaking the silence. Ace bent down picking up the man, "I'll take him to clinic, I doubt doc will be able to do anything, based on his condition." Rick turned back to the action, settled his nerves and began targeting the mutants that seemed hostile. He made sure not to shoot the armored one, and the one Ace had mentioned.