[center][h2][color=39b54a][u]M A R V I N  H I L L E R[/u][/color][/h2][/center]
Marvin watched as another person gave a submachine gun to the gunless girl - a way better option than a mere pistol. He holsted back his secondary weapon, or was it tertiary consdidering he was keeping it around just in case both his rifle and his revolver lost bullets? Ah whatever. He then stuck around the group with his hand on the strap of his rifle, now finding it completely pointless to continue pointing at a passage where the supposed monster was at. Emil went on to describe the monster they had encountered. 

Oh. His eyes quickly flickered to the two Brotherhood Paladins in their vicinity. Of course, he couldn't see their faces thanks to their helmets but he was sure that at least one of them was disgruntled by this fact. And indeed, there was one of them who reacted violently - wanting to kill it right here and now. Of course. The Brotherhood-Enclave War had happened quite a few years ago, but he had no doubts that it was still etched on any Paladin. Khaliya, however, took control over the situation by speaking to her partner in a private channel.

A smile tugged up on his face as Frankie found a tear in Emil's suit. [color=39b54a]"Oh come on, being a ghoul ain't half bad."[/color] He commented in a joking manner before scratching the side of his cheek. [color=39b54a]"That is if you don't turn feral."[/color] He let out a lighthearted laugh, as if the prospect didn't scare him. Well, it really didn't. He's seen enough humans turn feral after a breach like that happened. Though, he didn't want to lose any allies over something as stupid as radiation.

The ghoul then looked away from their leader when she and her partner had stopped their little argument. Really, he wasn't holding it against Paladin Bertrand for having a grudge against the Enclave ghoul monster. It was just human. They were all humans. Grudges are kept for a long time. The ghoul had learned to let go of grudges that span from way back, but that's only because he was confident he outlived his problems. For the humans, however, their lives are still short. Memories are still fresh. Being hurt is unforgivable, and in this world, being hurt is normal. 

Khaliya went on to order them to go top side - above ground. Marvin made it quite clear from his face that he didn't like it, but there was no choice so he didn't voice his displeasure. As the group started to move, he took his rifle into his hands once again and ran up close to the front of the group - close to their leader - just like his position from earlier. But he was closer to Khaliya this time, just in case the woman needed to take a look at the map once again or just wanted to bounce some ideas off of. He still wasn't perfectly fine with having her around, but she proved to be quite levelheaded.

The radio buzzed to life as Prism voiced her observation and suggestion and Khaliya was inclined to agree, no doubt thinking of the same thing. Huh, a Talon Company Merc and a Broterhood Paladin agreeing? Never thought he'd see the day. He looked back at the others for a moment, to assess how they were moving. They still seemed alright, despite it nearing nighttime. He wondered who would take the first shifts. They couldn't possibly sleep all at the same time, unless they want their supplies stolen or throats slit. The ghoul stopped when Khaliya signalled for them to stop as they looked up at the stairs. Figuring that his rifle would do more harm than good, he unholstered his revolver and began to proceed slowly forward to the lobby.

He made a quick sweep of the area with the others. He hadn't disturbed anything, at the very least. He looked at the skeletons and pursed his lips. How many had died during the bombing? And how many died after? Marvin could have easily became a lump of bones for people to feel sorry for, buth e was right here. Despite all odds, he was here. He let a sigh escape his lips as he turned to Khaliya who had checked a terminal for any information. She had found a bank, a main branch at that, so Marvin saw why it would have been fortified.

[color=39b54a]"Sounds like a grand place."[/color] He commented as he holstered his revolver and brought his rifle back up. Marvin turned to the stairs that led to the surface where rain was pouring. [color=39b54a]"So long as you guys can take off your suits. I don't think you'll be able to sleep, or even rest... or eat... with those on."[/color] Marvin wasn't worried about the location for him, but rather because of the rest of the group filled with humans. Like. They're too fragile. He can't really even remember the time when he was still human. It was such a distant memory that  he felt that it was surreal. 

[color=39b54a]"So, let's run there?"[/color] He suggested jokingly, knowing that they'd probably be moving slowly and surely. After all, what if that ghoul power armor monster wasn't the only thing like that? Or what if something was more dangerous than that. Marvin couldn't imagine it, but he was pretty sure it existed in this hellish landscape.