A Zone of Excursion [IC Thread / Closed]

[Saurisisia]

Shaking his head, the Ceratosaurus replied "No, no. I am not from these parts. I am from a country called Saurisia, actually."

[Legital]

Ten looked up at the new Stalker who just walked into the bar. He was wearing an Exo suit, but what interested him was his rifle. He stood up and walked over to the man. "Pardon me sir, but may I ask what weapon you have there? It's rather intriguing." Ten said as he removed his Scout Helmet. Removing your helmet when speaking to someone in Legital was a form of respect and politeness. Especially when speaking to a stranger.

[New Sheoth VI]

Mason then repeated his question, "Marchant. Can you change the fire rate of this gun, i need to lower it. Also i will be selling its M203 and buying a folding stock and silencer."

[Mesarian]

"Of course I'm up for joining Duty, a good Military like team is exactly what we'll need if we wish to survive"
With this Jason caught the MP7 Mason had tossed him, he nodded his head in thanks and then followed Mason into the Bar

"Guess I'll be selling my MP5 then, hell maybe I'll get an SGI if i can."
He said as he walked over to the counter and stood behind Mason, waiting for him to finish his transaction.

Jason just turned around and nodded at the mercenary who had entered the building and said Hello to everyone,
he wasn't in the mood to make pleasentries with a stranger.

[Goldsaver]

Solom made a mental note.
Scorcher; best find out what that is.
As the Merc left in his hostile tone, Solom said under his breath
"Damn Mercs; always such assholes."
Solom began to head towards the exit of the base; as he left, he let a passing thought of possibly saying farewall; he quickly let it slid. Those who would join with the damnable Fascists were no friends of his; he felt no love or hate for Jason, understanding the reasons Jason hated him, cared somewhat for Juri, and was neutral on Ten Fel, the Agent Viktor, and Nathan.
Mason he hated, for now it was twice he had threatened him; the man was a killer of the worst kind.
He thought for a moment; he still blamed himself for allowing the Demons to live. He felt it was his responsibility to kill both of them; he hoped that one was dead, but assumed it was merely wounded. He felt no joy at the idea he would have to kill Ferdinand, if he wasn't dead already, but knew that to defend the innocent, he would have to kill both of the Demons.
Solom turned to exit the base, and gave one look back, then quickly made his way to leave.

[Ruskarkand]

The Dragoon nodded to Carl.
"Alright, did you come alon-"

He was interrupted, turning to face Ten, sighing as he unslung the Gauss Rifle, presenting it to him.
"This is a Gauss Rifle, a 'Holy Weapon' Employed by the Monolith, it's not your average gun, and is worth Trillians upon TRILLIANS of Rubles!"


The Bartender leaned at the bar, looking at Mason.
"I sell shit, I don't fix shit, my techie does that, but he is currently out for the count."
He nodded his head towards a man slumped on the bar, with 2 bottles of vodka next to him.

[New Sheoth VI]

"Fine ill do it all myself, can you sell me the parts i will need?"

He then turned to the large merc in amror and wispered to Jason, "Jesus last time i saw something like him, it tryed to blow me up with a RPG even after i slit its throat and then continued to shoot me with a PMK."


(OOC: Would Ferd know it was Mason since his armor changed and hes wearing a gas mask, because in the last fight i dont think Ferd would have seen him since he got blown up so quickly.)

[Saurisisia]

Carl groaned a bit when Ten interrupted the Stalker's question by asking about his gun.

"Son of a-" he growled

[Legital]

"Woah, sorry, didnt mean to interrupt! This helmet can make it hard to hear some times." Ten said as he brandished his helmet and backed off. "Sorry."

[Mesarian]

Jason whispered back "Maybe its the same guy, come to kill Solom and get his RPG back" he sniggered slightly and then moved to the counter,
he placed the MP7 on the counter and pulled off his MP5 and all of its ammo from his Vest, also placing them on the counter.

"Hurry up will you mate, we ain't got all day" He said, trying to usher Mason and the trader into hurrying the hell up.

[Ruskarkand]

The Merchant shrugged once more to Mason.
"I do not know what parts you need, once again, ask the techie once he is sober."


Ferdinand turned to face Carl once more, leaning the barrel of the Gauss Rifle on his shoulder.
"Sorry for that, as I was saying, did you come alone or something?"

[New Sheoth VI]

With a smile under his gas mask Mason said, "Whoa, im the commanding officer here, ill take as long as i want!"

He then jokeing slaped Jason on the back of the head then saluted and waited for Jason to return the motion. without lowering the salute he said, "Alright im come back tommarow, thank you."

[Saurisisia]

Nodding, Carl replied "Yeah, I came to the Zone by myself."

[Mesarian]

Jason laughed and returned the salute to Mason, it felt good to be apart of a Military unit again - even an international one.
"Good to see you're finally done slowpoke, i can finally sell this junk.
He said smiling at Mason, and then turned his head to face the trader behind the counter.
"Hey trader 2 questions, 1) how much are you willing to pay for the MP5 and all its ammo? and 2) Do you have a SIG Assault Rifle, if so how much for it?"

[Goldsaver]

Solom exited the base from the Northern exit; he had no idea where to find Freedom. He remembered back to the time Ferdinand showed them a map.
The Army Compounds; north of here.
He took out his rifle; he examined it, remembering how much he hated Soviet weapons.
He began to talk to himself.
"Hopefully, they got a nice Western rifle at Freedom."
He walked north, heading towards the Army Compounds.

[Ruskarkand]

The Dragoon nodded once more.
"For shame, when you come to the zone on your own, some describe it as hell, you have only experience to teach you, and experience can sometimes be fatal."
He thought for a moment.
"Say, what's your name?"

Ferdinand waited for an answer, but he found it hard to keep his thoughts on track.
A female Dragoon walked through the Door and into the bar, she was wearing a mercenary suit, she had an L85 rifle slung over her shoulder, her gasmask hooked onto her belt.


The Bartender looked at Jason.
"SIG Five Five Zero rifle is, say.. 62,000 rubles, trade in the ammo and the MP5, It's 46,000 for the gun and 10 mags, but just 36,000 for the gun."

[Mesarian]

He looked at the Trader for a moment, thinking about what deal he should try to make
"hmm... 1 second"
Jason reached down to his trouser leg pocket again and pulled out his 55,000 Rubles
"How about you take the MP5, the 10 Mags for the 46,000 then i pay you an extra 32,000 for the gun, ammo for both the SIG and the MP7 and maybe some ration packs if there's still enough"
He asked, he hoped he could get some decent gear - apparantly scavanging was a very good business here in the Zone,
Jason then turned to Mason once more and said
"We definatly have to go scavanging - You'll need some more cash if you wanna get your gun fitted out properly"

[Saurisisia]

"Uh..." Carl began, taking his time to glance over at the female Dragoon walking into the bar before focusing his gaze back to the Stalker. "'Name's Carl. Carl Warner."

[Bajireyn]

The Spartan (in'yad) kept walking through the zone with his weapon raised thinking;
'...why the hell am I here...'

[Legital]

After the rather embarrassing encounter with the Exo suit merc, Ten walked over to Jason and Mason."Hey, so what are you guys up to?"

[Ruskarkand]

The Bartender put a ration pack on the table, sliding it over to Jason.
"That's free, courtesy of Duty, but what I ment was, the SIG-550 rifle and some ammo for it is 46,000 if you trade in your MP5 and the ammo.

Ferdinand turned back to Carl, trying not to avert his focus to the Female Dragoon that just entered the room.
"Good to make your aquaintance Carl, I am 'Wolfhound', leader of Taskforce Talon, a merc group operating in the zone."

[New Sheoth VI]

Mason waited for Jason and said, "hey Jason, can i barrow some rubles from you after this, just incase I dont have enough for every peice of this gun?"

He then looked at Ten, "I dont know, take a guess."

[Saurisisia]

Nodding, Carl queried "Oh, really?" while he glanced over at the female again.

[Goldsaver]

Solom continued North, towards the Army Compounds.
Have to find Freedom...

[Mesarian]

Jason happily accepted the Ration pack, and then slapped himself for being such an idiot
"My bad, alright then here's 50,000 Rubles for that bit extra ammo for the MP7"
he said as he counted out 5,000 Rubles, placed them back in his pocket and handed the remaining 50,000 to the Trader.

"Hm, I've got 5,000 Rubles left which you can have if you want - like i said, we should go scavange you never know what you might find, cigies are a very good source of income it appears."
Jasons aid as he turned to Mason, after mentioning the cigerettes he motioned with his hand to the pocket in which Mason kept his cigars,
He imagined Cigars would fetch an even better price then ordinary cigerettes, especially Cuban ones