[center][h2][color=39b54a][u]M A R V I N  H I L L E R[/u][/color][/h2][/center]
Marvin had a sincere smile on his face as he walked away from the duo. That look of understanding from John and Frankie's comment made him a little giddy, but maybe that's just because it's a first for him to be cared about. However little it may be. It was an odd feeling to have someone in the group not want you to die. He was always the expendible member - someone who was just paid a certain amount of caps and only really was the muscle. The eye in the sky. The cover they need. If he died, oh well. If he lives, that's good. Perhaps having some people on your side wasn't too bad. Being the lone wolf wasn't always the correct way to do things.

When he saw that their Brotherhood leader began speaking through the radio, he quickly went on to get his mini-radio - something he had gotten from a mission from way back - and then tuned into their channel to listen to them. Once he was there, he placed it back into a safe place so it wouldn't get destroyed at the first hard bump onto his body. This way, he can at least listen to them since he didn't get a rad suit which apparently had built in communicators. As much as he wanted some of those, he didn't want to lug around that heavy suit when he didn't really need it. Oh well, right? 

Marvin then looked back at their leader when she questioned him about the map. He took it out again, slinging his rifle on his shoulder for a moment. There was no danger. None yet, at the very least. He slowed down a bit as he looked at the map, moving at the pace of the Power Armored woman beside him. [color=39b54a]"Yeah, they're marked right here."[/color] He started. The map was already filled with symbols and their destination was there as well. [color=39b54a]"So we're right here and we need to get to here so..."[/color] He then traced his finger over the lines. [color=39b54a]"Closest station there is on East 23rd and Bronx River. We should exit there."[/color] He suggested with a small shrug before handing her the map so she could look at it as well and see what she thought about it.

He then looked back at the Power Armor the woman was using. Brotherhood armor. He hated seeing them before, when his ghoul appearance was more pronounce. There's always that eighty percent chance of being shot without even saying anything. It's one of the reasons why he's not on really good terms with their group, even if he was willing to take on some mercenary work for them. So really, being this close to her actually made him nervous. Her multitude of weaponry didn't help either. A sword and a spear - like holy crap those were more intimidating up close than they were through the scope. Marvin wanted to stay far away from the length of those weapons 'cause she can just sweep that and slice his head off.

Marvin then heard more chatter over the radio. Sounded like... [color=39b54a]"As much as I love to hear some juicy secrets with these communicators, I think you all should be careful about what you say."[/color] He then followed it up with a light chuckle. Maybe he'll have some fun here in the down time after all. He wondered what kind of things await for them aboveground. It was a little exciting.

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