!NAMdiwz0Sw 10/28/10(Thu)18:51 No.12603592|
"Whoa, there, Jussi. You ain't runnin' this show. You may have netted us triple pay, but we don't answer to you." Captain Slade Olin of Slade's Marauders is taking offense to you presuming you can order him and his men around. "I've got no problem with you, Jussi, but we're partners here. Good plan, so I'll go with it my way."
The Wardog commander(young, and it looks like he's some rich pretty-boy fresh from high school; he's clearly inexperienced and has never seen combat before), Lucas Menson, decides now is a good time to pipe up and interrupt the big boys. "I think Jussi has the right idea. In fact, I'm going to go and organize the Wardogs right now!"
"Yer too eager, kid." The Revenant commander, Lieutenant McGrath, growls and the youngster quiets down. "Keep actin' like that, and your entire unit's gonna get killed. Just because you picked some 'cool' name, it doesn't make you invincible."
Argyle and Rolling look to each-other and then to you. "Hell, I'll get the moving. We should all probably take a seperate camp, and investigate." Argyle nods and turns to leave. "I'll be getting the tankers saddled up."
Menson turns and darts out, enthusiasm very apparent on his face as he grins about being able to help further the operation in a productive way. Olin mutters and leaves, followed by McGrath. They obviously bear you no ill will; They simply prefer to run their own show. The Phalanx commander, Captain Mark Barlin, has with-held any sign of opinion on the matter, as have the Demon Lord, and Lt. Cain of Cain's Claws.
One by one, the mercenaries file out, with Major Rolling of the Shellcrackers staying behind, patting you on the shoulder in that fatherly way he seems to have developed over his years of combat and command experience. "Good plan, Jussi." Not waiting for a response, he follows the crowd as well, leaving you alone in the briefing room.