[h3][color=39b54a]Gorge The Mutant[/color][/h3] Salem Diner >>> Salem's eastern perimeter /// Midday

The mutant stood nearly at attention as the doctor and his companion spoke. The man seemed taken back by him but was able to introduce himself as Rick. With a slight nod the mutant spoke, “A pleasure to make your acquaintance Rick. You may call me Gorge.” A bit formal, but he didn’t care too much. At least the shopping list wasn’t that specific, they needed all they could get apparently.

The footsteps of someone approaching from behind him nearly caught him off guard as another town’s folk made an announcement. [i]“Wanted to let you all know that tonight we'll have a town meeting. I think much needs to be discussed, considering today’s events... I think the Inn is a good place, two hours from now.”[/i]

After the man left Gorge couldn’t help but sigh, “Well I won’t be able to make it back in two hours. I guess I’ll go find something else to occupy my time.” he waited for a moment to see what the doctor had to say about his proposition before leaving. The doctor seemed to agree with this Rick fellow, “As you wish, at least this town has proven to be… capable.” With a final nod the mutant turned and walked back into the street.

For a moment the giant stood in the street without purpose just sort of looking back and forth trying to find something to do. With finding nothing to do and not particularly wanting to spend the next two hours doing nothing. Gorge opted to just wander around town and get used to the surroundings. Seeing as how he might just be staying here for a little while or until they kick him out.

Gorge wandered around the broken and bruised buildings, the town seemed to have had its fair share of problems in recent days. The smaller bodies of Death claws still lay in the streets. The few that were still around he moved over near the big one next to the clinic. He could hear voices inside but didn’t think anything of it and continued on his way.

Behind one of the buildings was an odd sight, a poorly taken care of Gatling laser lay still and cold. Looking as if it was just left there and no one had any claim to it. The mutant didn’t see any problem with taking it, checking it over for problems before continuing on. This time he walked the perimeter of the town making sure to periodically rub the Death claw tail on random objects effectively marking the area. This scent would ward off future threats. None of the smarter wild animals would dare come near a place that was marked by a death claw.

He stopped for a moment in front of a few of the turrets that were clustered at the front of the town. Some seemed to scan him for a movement before continuing to buzz and whir moving from side to side. He did however notice one of the turrets had been shredded, sparks still arcing off it from the power supply. It could very easily start a small fire if it continued this way.

Not wanting to create more issues for the already battered town the mutant disconnected the power cable from the base of the machine. For a moment all he could do was stare at it and then back to the outskirts of town. An idea finally made its way to his head. Picking up the random bits and pieces of the destroyed turret he set them down on a nearby flat bed. Putting all the pieces down as well as the Gatling laser. He was about to begin work on the turret when he smelt it. The stench of death and mutants.

The sudden smell reminded him of the mutants that were killed earlier and then again to his dead friend. “You would have liked this place Harold.” He spoke to himself as he walked around the old rusted cars to where the dead mutants laid. He took his time searching through their bodies, taking weapons, ammunition, caps, and bits of armor from them before returning to the task at hand.

Retrieving the small metal welder which was a modified laser pistol and a few other small tools. The mutant began to work on the turret modifying the power supply and the motor that rotated the turret. The bio scanner was still intact but the old gun it had was completely destroyed. He continued to work on the turret occasionally stopping to look around and make sure nothing was trying to sneak up on him. With a little of luck he would hopefully have the turret armored and firing a Gatling laser before the town meeting started.