[center][h2][color=39b54a][u]M A R V I N  H I L L E R[/u][/color][/h2][/center]
[color=39b54a]"Yep. I know what I'm talking about, Mr. [i]Human.[/i]"[/color] Marvin replied with a soft hum in his voice, obviously pleased that he wasn't referred to by name and only by species. He did find it interesting that at least they still kept their sense of humor. The last thing they needed was morale at an all time low since they're too tense. He knows that death might be lurking at any corner around here, but he wasn't going to let that get him down. It's dangerous to live so down all the time since it would lead to more accidents or maybe there's going to be a lack of self-preservation. 

It seems that most of them were in agreement with using the bank as their fortified position. Marvin nodded to himself, glad that everything was going smoothly. Aside from the Power Armor Ghoul from earlier, things seemed to be going their way. Someone had been dishing out orders that wasn't Khaliya which made him look unsurely at the person. Perhaps he was used in a posiiton of power within a certain group? It sounded possible since he slid into it so naturally. How interesting. He spoke in another language too, just like the woman from earlier. Latin, right?

He was about to ask what they should do next - a more solid plan that just to run - when someone bolted out of the area making it a contest to get there first. It all seemed to happen all too slow to him. [color=39b54a]"Wait - no - I wasn't... fucking great..."[/color] He grumbled to himself as he shook his head.

[color=39b54a]"He's the demolition expert. I'd rather not lose him."[/color] Marvin admitted in the open channel to everyone who was betting against him. Honestly, he didn't want any of them to die yet. It was too early into the mission. He knew that most, if not all, of them knew how to cope with the death of a comrade, but it still brought him down. And, well, part of the reason is that the guy had most of their explosives and Marvin was pretty sure that he would be useful sooner or later. He'd rather not lose someone who might be important.

He was surprised how quickly Khaliya burst into a run. The ghoul had gaped at it for a moment before turning and then walking towards the area up, but stopped when he heard the thudding Khaliya made stopped. When Khaliya's voice went through the comms to tell them to make themselves a small a target as possible, Marvin immediately grabbed Frankie by her arm and then pulled her to a wall and then tried to catch John's gaze so that they could stick together. Perhaps it was because they were the first people who he had talked to or perhaps it was because he felt a connection to them - but they were the only ones who ran through his mind aside from the leader herself.

He slid down to a crouch and pressed himself against the wall, his rifle ready in his hands. Marvin hadn't seen what exactly the monster was but if Khaliya sounded that worried, then he was pretty damn sure that the monster was more than just a small problem. [color=39b54a]"Just fucking great..."[/color] He mumbled to himself as silently as he could but it could have been picked up by the radio by accident, though even then, it sounded very silent. He brought the rifle close to his face so that he would be prepared to shoot, even if he doubted his rifle would be able to do much harm. At least it would pack more of a punch than a mere pistol.

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