The young man scrounges through whatever the decrepit and dusty lobby of the subway station had to offer to him. Moving slightly further away from the main group to search for something large enough object to cover him from the acidic rain but also not encumber him significantly. Doing his best to avoid stepping on the skeletal remains of the new yorker commuters that littered the area out of respect and soon he found what he needed to create his protection from the rain. Venturing a little further into the unexplored areas of the lobby, Emil discovered what remained of a series wooden desks crushed under a single large support beam that he assumed fell off due to the bombs falling, age, or a combination of the two. Approaching the cluster of ruined desks closely, he discovers that one of larger desks had drawer box [url=https://news.bbcimg.co.uk/media/images/58278000/jpg/_58278976_013901106-1.jpg] a drawer box [/url] big enough for him to hide under.

He was about to set down his pack and get his tool roll out and modify his improvised rain cover when he heard a gunshot emanate from the surface. [color=orange]"Jesus Christ!"[/color] He exclaimed as he visibly flinched at the unexpected sound and nearly dropping his pack. Without a second thought, he re secured his back pack on him and rushed to where the others had went. Assuming the worst, he sprinted faster than a bat out of hell; the combined weight of the wooden desk box, backpack, and equipment barely hindering his speed. Halfway up the stairs, he was expecting the sounds of weapons firing, screams of both man and monster, and general sounds of the chaos of combat produced...but the only sounds he heard were the sound of the acid rain and the sounds of his boots striking the tiles on his every footfall. In under 7 seconds, the young man had covered a distance of 50 meters over difficult terrain and was up along with the rest of the mercenary group. Seeing the lack of giant flying abominations and his companions still alive and breathing, Emil was thoroughly confused as to why was there a gunshot if they were still safe. 

Rather upset that he was worried for nothing, he asks with an irate tone of his voice. [color=orange]"Who's the FUCKING genius who thought it was a brilliant idea to fire a gun while those flying deathclaws might still be hunting in the area?"[/color] His eyes aimed skyward as if waiting for the winged beasts to return as one of their companions had just rung the metaphorical dinner bell. He scanned as best as he could underneath the cover of the large wooden drawer box but no buzzing, wing flaps, nor thunderous clicking filled his ears. It was then he noticed that the rest of the group was not focused on the skies or him but rather on the group of three individuals that had approached in his absence. He could easily assume that they were brotherhood, or at the very least brotherhood affiliated, as the patterns and insignias were similar to the ones Khalia and Jeremiah had on their power armor. Unsure what to do about it, Emil simply kept quiet underneath his rain cover and hoped to God that the slight hissing he heard was from the acid rain hitting the wood rather than some godforsaken giant mutant snake thing hidden from sight. 

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EMIL

HP: [color=green]Healthy[/color]
AP: [color=green]Full[/color]
Rads: [color=yellowgreen]Very Low[/color]

Effect/s:

SKILLS:

[hider=Non-Combat]
[list]
[*] [b]Can I Take a Look at That?[/b]
[*] [b]We Could Probably Eat It.[/b]
[*] [b]I Can Make Something From These...[/b]
[*] [b]Jack be Nimble[/b]
[*] [b]Got a Nice Set of Pipes[/b]
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[hider=Combat]
[list]
[*] [b]Laser Commando[/b]
[*] [b]Explosives are Fine To[/b]o
[*] [b]That All You Got?[/b]
[*] [b]Packs One HELLUVA Punch[/b]
[*] [b]Reflexes of a Caffeinated Weasel[/b] 
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Equipment:
[list]
[*] Laser RCW "Cruel Virtue" [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Energy Flintlock "Hope's End"
[*] Survival Knife "The Huntsman"
[*] Bundles of Dynamite x 3
[*] Cloaked Riot Armor [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Gas mask
[*] Wooden Desk Box [L] [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Radiation Suit [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Geiger Counter [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Electron Charge Pack x 19
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[hider=Possessions]
[list]
[*] Durable Knapsack
[*] Dried Food and Water
[*] Bottle of Rum
[*] Bundle o' Meds
[*] Tool Roll
[*] Spare Parts (Varied)
[*] Crafting Materials (Varied)
[*] Sleeping Roll
[*] Flint & Steel
[*] Worn Picture
[*] Spare Gas Mask Filters
[*] Hand held lamp/Power-bank (Solar Powered) 
[*] Plain looking Package
[*] Lucky Pendant
[*] Repair Patches x 2
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