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 Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 10:25 pm
Volgograd is a major Russian city, which managed to regain much of it's size due to it's location as being along one of the major European-Asian transit routes after the great devastation. Many looking to move between Europe or Asia will often find themselves passing near Volgograd. It's location also allows for transport south into the Middle East and Africa.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 8:27 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Caleb slowed his bike down to a stop while pulling off to the side of the road entering Volgograd from the north. Removing the mask he almost always wore when out, he put it in his bag while also removing his binoculars from it. He'd heard the news about the salvage spot that had opened up to the east, but knew there'd be enough trying to get it for themselves he'd never be able to take it alone. He'd need a group. Looking out over the road to the west of Volgograd he was looking for any lone mobile suits moving along the area, or any trucks hauling mobile suits. After a brief minute and not seeing anything on approach, he decided to continue on into the city. Putting the binoculars back up into his bag, he made sure his pistol was loaded and a round was chambered before starting his bike back down the road into the city. He was on the lookout for mobile suit pilots as he started a drive around town searching, and he was hoping he'd find some before the deadline he'd set for himself to set out for Mongolia by. He expected fighting to drastically delay recovery of anything, but it'd already been a while since it was discovered. He didn't have a lot of time to waste, although he might make a stop by a bar if he didn't find anyone, or even if he did to discuss details. ((OoC: I know it's short, but hard to make posts with very little to work off of. For me anyways.)) ╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ╔════════════════════════════╗ [ Current Music: You Are a Pirate ] ╚════════════════════════════╝
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 9:49 pm
 Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Volgograd BarThoughts: " Bloody hell... I'm in Russia... "O. O. C. : N/AB. G. M. : N/A╚═════════════════════════════╝
Outside the town, A lone Zaku II traverses over the russian snowy plains, its green armors covered white on most parts, although the mono-eye sensor still glows. " Uh... okay, now I'm quite sure I'm 100% lost here... " complained a boy inside his cockpit, sighing as he unequips his goggled headphone helmet down, circling around his neck instead, revealing a young fellow with brown hair and jet-black eyes. Looking around, the sensor of his zaku glints once, eyeing a settlement nearby, and a placard over the town's main gate. " Vol....vo... " muttered the pilot as he attempts to read the sign using magnification zoom of his MS, while crosschecking the name with any similar hit on his paper map, for the one he got in his unit seems busted and he can't seem to fix it. " Volgograd... " he said to himself, half amazed. He went the entirely wrong way and winded up in Russia instead.
Another sigh left his mouth as he hid his MS in the snow covered outskirts, and decided to walk to the town for directions. With the odd-looking customized headgear still hanging around his neck and his stomach grumbling, he'd then enter a bar near the entrance, probably for a warming and filling grub, before he goes back to continue his first objective.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:40 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar
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After briefly checking his route, he took a look around, mostly at the person next to him, and the head-gear hanging around his neck. "Quite the interesting piece of headgear you have there. I use something a little bit different myself when out salvaging." At that, he'd pull out his own mask from his bag, which was a little less bulky to show the guy next to him. Seeing his drink arrive, he'd take the coffee in one hand and take a sip to taste-test it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 12:07 am
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Volgograd BarThoughts: " Yeh, who ? "O. O. C. : N/AB. G. M. : N/A╚═════════════════════════════╝Shortly before the man entered the place and sat next to him, the Zaku pilot, Tigreon - or simply Tigre for short, had already finished a plate of meal to fill his grumbling hunger, meddling with a toothpick inside his mouth whilst waiting for his drink to cool off a bit. Looking at the man's laptop screen, he couldn't help but to react a bit as he thought he saw mongolia for a moment. That place was like, the current hottest gossip across the lands, and those wanting to venture there couldn't be normal people.
Off in his own thoughts, he was then a bit shocked when the fellow began talking to him. He eyed the mask, which seems to be quite ornamental ; but who knows how many gadgets are built within. Noticing that the man would've most likely noticed that he had peeked onto his laptop screen, or maybe had showed it intentionally. " Salvaging, eh... Ain't an easy job, buddy... Luck-dependent earning, constant danger... Not quite an occupation people might want these days... Yeah, especially when you're aiming for the 'Atlantis' in the east that Federation folks got their eyes on... Most won't deem it wise ; a suicide, even. " Tigre replied, before he picked up his glass and warmed his body as he drank the liquid inside. " Nice mask, by the way. Made that yourself ? " he asked back, after giving his comment.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 1:03 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Caleb smiled, seeing as he'd guessed right by the headgear of the guy next to him. The guy was definitely a salvager himself, even if he might not be a mobile suit pilot. Judging by the reaction to the map still up on his laptop, he figure he had hooked him. Taking a quick swig of his coffee, he'd reply.
"The mask itself I didn't make, but the things inside I pieced together myself. Just things that come in handy in the salvaging business. Hands-free radio, low-decibel audio enhancement, working on some digital nightvision. The standard things." His mask was one of his two prides of salvaging gear, the other being his mobile suit of course. He was doing his best to make friends with this guy and appear friendly so as to get him to join. He really needed the additional help to have any chance of pulling off the heist of the salvage out from under everyone's nose successfully.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 5:24 am
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Volgograd BarThoughts: " Yeh, who ? "O. O. C. : N/AB. G. M. : N/A╚═════════════════════════════╝It's clear that this fellow, too, is a salvager ; plus the intention of starting his own 'Vulture' group. Recruiting folks for new group is not that rare, moreover with hot rumors such as gundam sighting in the east are very lively at this time. Then again, if not getting lost and wind up in this snowy desolates, he too had planned to join some crowd at one point for the hunt in Mongolia. Some band in China, where from he got lost miracurously - was also filled with some recruiting vulture groups, in which he planned to join one of them - if not for him being lost whilst trying to attend to the rendezvous point. Most groups had already got numbers, and not little amount of resource and experience through the crews. Compared to that, this man seems on his own ; probably with one MS or two at his disposal. It seems like a bad bet ; but bad bets usually got the highest payback should you win despite the microscopic chances.
" Tigreon Cervelg, the pleasure's all mine. " he said, shaking the hand as he continues to scale the odds. Worst part of betting in those gambles are, of course, life's on the line. But then again, it's not like he got much time left. Many is already on the move, and getting himself back to China is not much of an option. Not in a bloody Zaku at the least. He emptied his glass before continuing the chat. " Well well, you're straight to the point, eh... Should i join you, at least you'll still need one more man or two then. Many has already departed, not to mention... How do you suppose more folks will rally under your banner ; what gives you odds... Surely saying smarts and brain ain't gonna convince many. Or do one have to join before knowing those tiny details ? Hafta take a 'leap of faith' before knowing 'the rainbow bridge' to the gold or something perhaps ? " Tigreon asked again. Scaling and scaling, he needs more information, thus continuing the conversation for a while seems like the safest bet.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 3:48 pm
Near the outskirts of the city a lone truck was driving, a mobile suit covered up on the bed with a massive tarp. The driver was a lone female in a Federation suit, a reminder of where she had come from. The woman soon pulled up to a secluded parking lot and got out, locking the vehicle and knowing the restraints she had on her suit would hold to keep it out of thieves' hands. Even so, she clicked a small button to arm the alarm she had installed on both the truck and her mobile suit.
Charlotte felt parched and walked to a local bar, walking inside with a big smile despite the glares of a few men that recognized her suit as one from the Federation. Walking to the bar, she sat down near a couple of men who were looking at a laptop and talking with each other. Curiosity got the better of the woman as she leaned closer to listen and try to look at the computer herself.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 6:45 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Caleb has figured it would come down to this. No one would want to take the risk to join up to help form a Vulture crew. It wouldn't be a surprise if the guy wouldn't want to take the risk. He probably was a bit crazy to think he could pull off something like this from under the nose of everyone else, but it'd really stick it in everyone else's face when he did.
Out of the corner of his eye, just now noticing the woman in the Federation suit, his smile from earlier would start to fade as he continued his drink. It was a bit strange to see a lone person from the Federation. She was likely either stationed here, or something was a bit off. He hadn't seen any Fed convoy on the road earlier and that was something hard to miss. He refrained from commenting to see what she was up to. He hadn't done anything wrong yet, and while he's said some things the Feds might not like, he doubted the woman would try to bring him in herself.
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 8:57 pm
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Hearing the man's response, Tigre let out a small laugh, at least so far he proves his smarts indeed. " I thought you'd fall for that, good point on both parts... " Tigreon frowned a bit seeing the federation uniform suddenly sitting close, but then the figure came out as a lone female, which struck him odd. " Deserter ? Spy ? Doesn't seem to got others around it seems. " he thought while eyeing the surroundings, and see no other 'uniform'. He also didn't see any on his road here, and the streets seems clear enough of their kin. " So... The trip's using your personal ferry eh, that does sounds grand... But what about the crew to steer the wheel and such ? Are you one-manning it ? " he continued, before poking the lady beside him with his left arm.
" You seem quite interested there, miss ? Although your clothes kinda say that you're already part of the tour group from the U.S. " Tigre eyed the lady who seems to be dropping some eaves and her eyes kind of affixed to the monitor screen. Preparing for the worse, his right arm rests on his right thigh, kinda closes down near his handgun holster. Though a lone federation officer trying to pull some crazy stunt on her own is unlikely, chance persists, and it's best be cautious, though he might attract more unwanted attention this way.
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Posted: Fri Jun 21, 2013 7:09 pm
   Near the outskirts of the town stood a dark blue mobile suit. The sole mobile suit designed by a child of one of the Federations Mobile Suit Developer, the GM Sniper IV High Mobility Type stood there looking at the town for any mobile suits with its long range sensor. Seeing nothing out of the blue for 13,000 meters Nicholas moved the mobile suit to an area which wasn't gone through much by cars or trucks and made it so that it was lying on the ground. Making sure to place a tracker on it as to not lose its location the young teenager exited the mobile suit and began to walk towards town. The mobile suit was not directly covered but the large amount of snow in the area made it less noticeable even with its darker color scheme.
Reaching the town he wondered what to do. He sighed and decided to enter a bar to try and gain information. He had heard about this excavation site and as a researcher was greatly interested in this. The only problem was that he would need people to go with him if he wanted to stand a chance of getting inside the place. Entering the bar he ordered something to eat before sitting down noticing all the people around especially the one in the Federation uniform. He sighed as he took out a bunch of notes which he had swiped from his parents before leaving. It was research notes and data which his parents had discovered and which greatly interested him. He read it while he awaited for his meal to arrive. Location: Volgograd Bar
Who I'm With: Random People (Tigreon, Caleb, Charlotte)
Thoughts: Yawn
Mecha: DGS-07NC GM Sniper IV High Mobility Type
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 3:05 am
Charlotte turned her attention from the laptop to the pair of men when she felt a small poke in her side. A large smile spread across the woman's face as she turned more to speak with the duo. "Well I would be lying if I said that I was not intrigued," she began, her eyes darting down to the closer man's hand as it slid down to his thigh. The gesture was a subtle one, but not unexpected as many salvagers seemed distrusting of the Federation. However, instead of getting upset the female pilot simply held out her hand for a handshake. "Name's Charlotte Zaldine, and despite what I wear I'm no longer with the Federation. We had a little, how should I put it? Disagreement over priorities before I left."After a few moments Charlotte glanced back at the laptop, making certain not to keep her attention on it for more than a few seconds. "That's the dig site that everyone's talking about, right? Big news, and not something you'd want to try and tackle with just one or two guys." After commenting on the map her large blue eyes turned back to look at the device's owner, curious as to how he was going to respond.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 5:07 am
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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" Deserter ? Then why would she still wear the uniform... Surely she know it's not that advantageous and attracts attention wherever she goes... Spying doesn't seem to be likely either, as there should be no info whatsoever that the guy Caleb's forming a group, and it would've been more meritful and less suspicious to simply join a larger group instead ; not to mention disguise is a must, in which she's waltzing around in that bloody uniform... Could be the plan to counter normal thought too... Hrrr... " Tigre's eyebrow twitched upon hearing the lady's name and seeing her hand stretched forward. Now that he took a closer look, the lady is what people usually stereotype as hot blondie or something, seemingly to be around her 20s, more or less ; not too far around when usually one would start becoming a mother, but then again, at this kind of harsh times, not everyone has that kind of luxury.
Shoving the unnecessary endless cycle of thoughts aside together with his slightly flushed face while he was processing in his brain, Tigre couldn't help but to shake the woman's hand on reflex after a snap of back-to-reality. " T-Tigreon Cervelg... " he answered briefly, before eyeing back at Caleb as he point towards the lady with his left thumb. " Seems like you got yet another interested-to-be-member here. " Tigre mentioned, adding 'yet' there to see the fellow's opinion of what-if these two do join, with his gaze giving off " Well ? What are our odds with 3 ? " kind of question. Right of Caleb, another fellow of his age had just taken the vacant seat and suddenly brought out a bunch of papers. Might be Tigre's wild guess running amok, but he kinda started to think that this Caleb guy is actually famous, suspecting the man in white is also a potential participant eavesdropping for possible employment.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 8:55 am
Nicholas listened to the conversation carefully. It was quite interesting to tell the truth. He had heard that they were looking at the dig site. It was a place he was going to go to anyways considering how someone who was a historian slash researcher would love to get information from there. He wondered if he should just talk or if he should continue silence and see if they would invite him. After a few seconds he sighed and decided it was best if he just asked them himself. He placed the notes back into his pocket and then turned to the group.
He sighed and said, "Hello there. I couldn't help but overhear that you guys were talking about that dig site in Mongolia. If possible can I join you if you decide to go and all? I'm an ex-Federation researcher slash historian but the Federation refused to allow me to travel around so I left them and stole one of their mobile suits. If it's fine with you I would love to join you guys and help out with the excavation of the ruins. It would be much easier if you have more people don't you agree?". He probably didn't want any secrets to be between them so that they would trust him more but it was the truth, he really did want to join so that he could research more. So long as he was able to traverse freely he didn't care who he was with. Location: Volgograd Bar
Who I'm With: Tigreon, Caleb, Charlotte
Thoughts: Interesting, Please Let Me Join
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 2:13 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ It seemed that leaving the laptop visible has done wonders for recruiting. One already hooked from the sound of it, and two interested in joining up. It was definitely a lucky day. He did want to continue to watch the newcomers though. One of them claiming to have deserted, and the other might be one as well, but he knew he'd have to speak up sooner or later, after all, he couldn't let Tigreon do all the talking
Now all that was left was the deserter. It would likely be a pain if the Federation came a knocking looking for their missing researcher. Then again, the fourth person was great for boosting the chances of the mission provided Charlotte was going to join. Thinking for a minute under the pretense of finishing off his drink, he'd then respond while looking over at the most recent newcomer.. "A researcher? And what exactly is it that you've been researching with the Federation before leaving?" He was a bit curious into what sort of specialty the newcomer was. Taking a moment to put some things in order, he took the chance to respond again. "For those of you that didn't hear earlier, my name's Caleb Darien, just call me Caleb." Zaldine, the name seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. Caleb was sure he'd heard it before though. He'd have to look it up later.
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