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I'll get to work on some disposable meatshields guardsmen right away.

EDIT: FOUND A WAY TO MAKE IT ALL WORK!
imgur.com/a/bnKBS

When could we expect an OOC?
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Kurt was quite, baffled, by the lack of stricter organisation rules when it came to quarters and the likes, though he took it as just normal procedures. When the officer because irate with the NCR woman, Kurt was not terrified by the least...not because he underestimated the man, but because he was already so accustomed to commanding officers being so unwavering in their resolve - especially when it came to punishment of the incompetent or otherwise disloyal in anyway.

Taking in the last of the officer's aggressive warnings and wisdom about the Anarchy group, Kurt looked around the at the other members of the team that, he assumed, would be working alongside him. The tinkerer seemed like a half decent fellow, though he seemed to be lacking in suitable discipline and seemed to be somewhat unhinged he may well prove to be useful. The NCR woman seemed, competent, Kurt hadn't really chance to judge her just yet. Though the sight of the super mutant instantly put him even more in edge, super mutants were quite a large issue further south in the populated areas of what remained of Old World Texas, even after the death of their leadership some years ago. He was most certainly building extra trenches inside his room after that...

Steeling himself, Kurt walked without falter in perfect military fashion to what he had picked out to be his quarters. The insides were, drab, and sparsely furnished, but it was more than enough to live with.

Now to figure how much barbed wire was needed to fortify the place.
I'd have imagine it'd be play by post, with a sort of rules lite version of the official system.
Kurt had awoke with what could be considered something along the lines of the shudder, though his head was surprisingly clear as it had ever been. It came as a shock to the man when he observed his surroundings, and the fellows that were sat in chairs similar to his own. Despite some slight disorientation that swiftly passed without developing further, Kurt took in every single word that the new...officer? Had said to both him and the others in the chairs with all the strict, unmoving discipline that his former mercenaries had demanded. had to be said that his expression was rather, blank however, despite the concentration.

Kurt lowered his gaze when presented with the idea of fighting the Brotherhood of Steel, it was a strange change of pace considering that he and the Brotherhood had until somewhat recently been on quite respectable working terms with one another, though the latter had always held contempt...that business had truly passed, Kurt had no intention of going back to it either.

He simply assumed that the officer and the others in chairs around him were all friendlies, or at least neutral to the point where a shootout was not the foreseeable future, hell they'd even the decency to leave his gasmask on. To be safe however, Kurt had worked out a survivable path to his weapons and the nearest defensible piece of cover in the room - probably another person.

It was a moment of hidden joy when he discovered his weapons, entrenching tool included, to be in the very same room as himself, he regarded them as more important than himself as it were anyway. Standing from his chair in a mechanical and entirely, faultless, manner, Kurt barely suppressed the urge to salute the officer before walking the short distance to the table that held his weapons. He noted that one of the more, unstable looking men, had...reassembled his weapon. Kurt brushed it off, slinging his rifle over his shoulder and folding the entrenching tool before placing it on his belt.

Turning to the officer, he awaited further instruction as to what to do next.




Hope this is alright:




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Yea, I am seriously debating, depending on the allowed classes, what I intend to do. Heavy Weapons is always tempting, but we'll see, eh?


Heh, Indeed. I was thinking medic, provided no one else wished to go as a medic...that or Sargent...no one would want me as a Non-com officer though.
four or so people would be enough to have a cohesive squad I'm pretty sure.


Indeed, plus that'd bring effective size up to eight given that we'd all have a single comrade (well, probably, given that some specialisations don't get comrades.) Also doesn't count any characters that'd be with us under your control.
How many people are we looking for in total? @Natsucooldude
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