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Arthur Hagen

If you want a story open a book, I have work to do.

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a character in “Keep Friends Close and Enemies Closer”, as played by Oborosen

Description

Name


Age: 37

Gender: Male

Height: 6"ft'5"in

Weight: 236

Origin: Zhark - Station 2 (Regal)

Rank: Corporal - Haltaire Team

Class: Engineer - Tasked with maintaining and repairing all of Haltaire Teams equipment.
Also is trained in small arms and light combat tactics with emphasis on support and mechanical operations. Not only is the Engineer trained in the repair of a multitude of vehicles and equipment, he possess the necessary skills and training to pilot, drive, and operate such assets.
The Engineer comes with the necessary equipment to weld, cut, and repair anything he might and his might have or even find on the field. Doors, opened or close pose little challenge for an Engineer as he can cut or hack through it and can even close it using the same methods, either by splicing wires or going for controls directly.

Description: Hagan has seen much that the universe has to offer and shows that more then the expression on his face,
after several years abroad he has gained scar after scar and more injuries to count. He has a weathered complexion and the deepened color of his hair and eye only serve to make his appearance darker despite being caucasian in lineage. His most telling feature is the massive scar that runs the full length of his face and curves around to the back of his head, cutting a swath through his hairline.
His left eye as well as several organs are cybernetic and were gained before his entry into the service, despite what some stories about him might say.

Personality: Not being a man of few words, Hagan is rather outspoken and critical about every situation that he gets into. Despite being a man of "confrontation at the least" he tends to get on the nerves of others that don't readily know him and in some cases these matches end in a fist fight..which Hagan is also accustomed to.
He does bare a softer side though, as when such a time passes when he can have a moment to himself or the right image passes by he takes the moment to soak it all in and becomes rather quiet for his nature.
This is mainly because hides a section of his past that left not only physical scars but mental and emotional ones as well, which lead to his entry in the armed forces.

Quirks/habits: There is a coin that Hagan carries on himself at all times and when the moment hits him he will roll the coin from knuckle to knuckle in a passive state of thought.

Dislikes:
+ Alcohol

+ Quite atmospheres

+ Distrust

+ Being weightless

Likes:
+ The sound of machinery

+ Conversation

+ Darts

Equipment List:
PH-C.60 - sidearm

Multi Tool Case - Standard for Engineers, carries small tools with modular heads to fit any nut, bolt, or screw the Engineer might come across.

Phalanx PDA - Tool used for bypassing safeguards and door locks electronically. Doubles as an information hub with allied and enemy material listings and schematics.

Ac2C6 Torch - A tool used by Engineers to cut and weld a mixture of heavy metals. Runs on a highly compressed liquid gas mixture.

Lithium Charges - Extremely high explosive, set and detonate via remote. (+2)

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Hagen's armor bares small modifications that he used to make it more to his liking, it boast a rather high explosive resistant outer shell and is well insulated with an anti chemical coating. The face mask is completely sealed with the armor to make a locked air system that shuts in case of air born hazards.

History: Born an only child Hagan was one of the few children that lived on the Orbital Station Regal-02 and even though he didn't have many friends around during his time there, he enjoyed watching the surface of Zhark through video feeds and out the station docks.
His father was a station Engineer, while his mother was one of the lead medical staff for the council on board and it was under this tutelage that he gained the insight to strive for his first career trying to follow in his fathers footsteps.

At the age of 16 he and his friends Samantha and Yates, joined the stations militia to get work and to start separate careers. Hagan became a stations mechanic and Samantha became a squad medic of which the two were both situated, Yates on the other hand was fast tracking as a career officer and spoke of plans to join the military in a higher branch in the UPAF.
For a long time things were good, very good even with Hagan soon marrying Samantha and the two found permanent work on the station. Semantha ended up working close with Hagan's mother and he in turn worked alongside his father as one of the stations core engineers. The two settled on the upper ring of the station and even began a family of their own with the birth of their daughter Alexa.

This all came down however when the station was brought under emergency power just three days before Hagan's 24th and his daughters 4th birthday. The station began to lurch about the planets atmosphere doing its best to retain orbit under low power, which Hagen and his father were trying to correct. They both arrived at the power plant to see that the on site staff were dead and their bodies set aside while unknown men were attempting to access the controls. One had shot through several of the panels, most likely from frustration. The station militia was delayed on their attempts to stop the attackers by command, which later came to recognize them as a radical faction from off world.
With that delay came the full release of the stations orbital controls and despite the attempts of Hagan along with his father, the two could not prevent the stations loss of orbit.

Only later upon meeting his friend Yates did Hagen learn that they were meaning to use the station as a weapon, dropping it planet side to decimate the population below. By the time all this had transpire Hagen had lost his father in the fighting that occurred on several decks as the attackers were trying to keep people from escaping to the life boats.
Despite the order to abandon the station Hagan ran to save his family, but was unable to do so. He arrived not long after they had been killed in their apartment and if his rage killed the two men responsible, however not without suffering a gunshot himself. Hagan at that moment was content to stay with his family and wait for the end, either the station would crash planet side or the military would shoot it out of the sky in a bid to save as my civilians as possible. The second fact was true, the military had begun firing volleys of missile's at the station to break it up in orbit and Hagen himself was caught in one such blast.
It wasn't until a month later that he awoke from a coma with a severe pain all over his body and his mother present along with several doctors. He had lost his left eye and almost 30% of his internal organs to physical trauma. He was told that someone pulled him into a storage container while unconscious and that he along with twenty others were fished out of the ocean after two days of searching. A medic officer that knew him was responsible for him surviving.

Only a year later after months of therapy was Hagen able to return to work and even then he didn't have the will to do so. Until he was visited by his friend Yates, who for his actions in rescuing survivors from the station was now a Captain in the UPAF and it was in this meeting that he told Hagen of the men who attacked Regal Station. Some of the other brass were calling them Kainist and it was that information that lead Hagen to join the UPAF, he wanted payback..

So begins...

Arthur Hagen's Story

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The lights of the berthing were on low, many of the other soldiers and servicemen not present only a few hung around with their possessions and trinkets..Save for one.
Hagen was in the deck below handing upside down from one of the support beams inside the rec room, he had been there for the better part of an hour. Each and every second and a half he would lift himself up and come back down on a breath. His mind had since taken a vacation so to speak as he kept working his body to keep in line with the therapy set for him years ago.

Each time he dropped down a few drips of sweat would roil off him and drop to the mat on the floor.

A knock on the seals of the door to the rec room snapped him back into his mind and he let is body go back to a relaxed state hanging back down, looking back over his shoulder.."Yes..?" he added with a turgid sound to the back of his throat, several minutes too long without a ounce of water.
The seals of the door unlatch and the door slides open with a lone soldier, green and untested looking back. He stared for a second as he caught sight of the riveted scars crisscrossing Hagen's body and the image began to sink in.

With his train of thought derailing he spoke out.. M..Message for you Corporal, Sergeant Payson request the team to meet in simulation on D deck." He receives a slow turn of Hagen's head and a nod as response to which he runs off, the door shutting in his absence.
Hagen stretches up and slides off the bar landing with a solid thud, taking only a minute to wipe himself with a towel and swallow a few gulps of water. He dresses in his service shirt and makes his way out of the rec center intent on heading for the forward edge of the ship. Despite being in relaxed uniform and the ship being in such a worked up state not many were in the right to oppose Hagen's appearance. Aside from his tags dangling from his neck he only had service green tank top on along with his BDUs, pants and boots accounted for.

Cutting through the hanger Hagen can make up for lost time, many of the other soldiers were too preoccupied running like chickens with their heads cut off to really pay attention.
Within a few minutes he was arriving at simulation deck and he could already see the door was ajar from being accessed earlier. Stepping himself inside he comes in at the moment when Payson was just greeting the others.

He stared for a moment as they spoke and the other, obviously someone who didn't mind enjoying his downtime stood uneasily. Hagen hadn't been with the team long and despite having fought in more then enough encounters already he didn't have time to get to know the others. Other then Payson who knew each other by reputation the others were almost blank slates for him.

He gives the Sergent a slight nod over Echo's shoulder, a look of apology on his face for having been late even by his own standards.
He falls in line and stands at the ready.

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As Arthur finally got to the room, the door shut behind him. Other than the low hum of the lights in the room, it was silent. Locke looked from one to the next, examining each one to try and read how everyone was taking their time during preparation for the invasion of Khyranus. He could see Arthur's hair was stained with sweat from his exercises he was doing not too long ago, and from what Aleksey said, she remained on top of her field. Matt (what Locke called Alex Matt) was obviously buzzed from a little too much alcohol, and Anthony was serious as usual. He turned to Arthur.

"I hope your exercises do not affect your performance, Arthur. I understand your condition, but I must keep my team ready and prepared for the most important and daring invasion of the war," Locke said. He walked up the lines of soldiers with his hands behind his back. "The most important and daring of the war- speaking of which, Aleksey a few moments ago reminded us of another shot we have to get for a disease that's especially rampant on Inari," he announced. Locke liked to keep a level of informality between teammates because when you're on the field of combat, you trust the person next to you with your life, and ranks or names shouldn't be something to worry about when your life is on the line. His voice was rather calm for now but there was obviously something more he'd like to say.

"I also understand that with the exception of me, all of our team's classes are of a utility or supporting nature, Matt's sniping, Aleksey's first-aid, Arthur's technical work, and Anthony's explosives expertise. Only two people are capable of engaging in a prolonged firefight and performing well, that happens to be me and Aleksey. I know that perhaps we haven't had to engage in one, and hopefully this simulation would give us a better understanding of where we stand, so this is to you, Arthur and Anthony: pick up a rifle, it won't kill you. We need all the support we can get and you both know how to use one," he preached, walking back down the line of soldiers. Locke usually kept an air about him like this, mentoring his soldiers as they are initially called together and then he would lead them on to the real purpose of the gathering. But he couldn't do that just yet. He fixed his eyes upon Matt and walked to where he was standing. For a moment, he just stared Matt down to see how he would react. He then lifted his hand, three fingers were raised but since they weren't separated, Matt could easily think its four fingers in his drunken state.

"How many fingers am I holding up, soldier?" he demanded from him, his voice filled the room with a booming projection. He stood and waited for the response of Alex Matt, where it just might be the end of him.

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Aleksey stood where she had begun in line, facing forward, but when Locke headed over to Alex she glanced at him. Though she kept her face passive, there was the slightest hint of a frown across her brow. It didn't take a medic to see that one of their team members was in a state of advanced inebriation. Anthony had spotted it and even if Arthur had somehow missed it upon joining them, Locke was now addressing the issue. Aleksey watched the proceedings, analyzing the sergeant. She wondered which medical officer he was assigned to, and how one of her colleagues could have possibly let his condition go untreated.

Then again, she supposed, feeling a pang of guilt for being so hard on an officer she had never met, it was very possible that they were doing everything they could and this issue was simply beyond their control. Running through a mental list of stims she could use to stave off the worst of his condition, should something like alcohol withdrawals occur at an inopportune moment on the field, Aleksey made a note to check Alex Matt's file for any mention of this. If he was a sergeant, and still with the Omegas in spite of this, he must have great worth as a soldier.

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Anthony Steps out of division walking up to the rifle with disappointment.
"All due Respect but I don't use a Rifle I fight in close quarters." " I am proficient with Rifles I just have no...Passion for the weapon with the thought that I'm to move stealthily on my Bomb expeditions I have no use for a Rifle until im detected or fighting along side everyone here. Even then I always have my 2wo Knifes and Veinhammer PH-C.60 Or the weaponry That could be laying on the ground from our and their fallen Troops. " He planned to say this with as much respect as he could awaiting for Locke to finish with Sergent Alex Matt.
"Time to see how drunk The Sergent Really is." Anthony thought standing behind the Rifle awaiting Alex's Response.

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Arthur pulls his hands ups his sides a bit as he exclaims.."I am capable of combat with any weapons that are register and also some of the more colorful ones that are not." He smirks, the memory of using several forms of mining equipment for non licensed methods.
"But I will take advantage of whatever I can get my hands on, be it weapon or tool."

Cutting his eyes towards the tanks he tilts his head slightly and questions.
"If a simulation was needed Sergent, then they would have gotten all that information before we left the station.. what is it that you really need us for?" Hagen could account several reasons for himself asking this question, two one which involved the tanks themselves. He didn't really like them to start off and it was also the fact that he felt weightless while in them and it remained that way even in simulation.
Lifting his large hand over his shoulder and rubbing the side of his neck, just trying to get the last kinks of tension out as he did. He across to the only female of the group and the only woman he's seen in any division in several years.

He had only been with the squad for only three weeks since a massive reassignment of all forces to make up for the loss of manpower absorbed by the constant stream of casualties take in the war.
It felt strange for his to see a woman taking such a position in the squad, which from what he had seen was usually a rather tough and brash soldier. But know it was being occupied by a woman who was in even more of harms way when things got hectic.

Hagen turned his head back towards Payson, he would keep an on her to make sure nothing happened. The thought of her going down was subsequent to the thought of loosing such a lynchpin asset for the rest of the team.

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Hagen reacted silently to Locke said, he turned and looked the drunk man over and kind of smirked and if it wasn't for the already apparent sign of apathy on his face it would have shown.
Alex was still slightly wobbling in place and he still focused on the section of air where Locke had held his hand up, apparently he must have been sure that they were still ahead of him. Hagen reached an arm under Alex's and pulled him away, doing his best to tug the man towards the door. It was becoming far more apparent however that he not only looked like a stiff drink, but smelled the same.

He gave Locke a reasureing nod of his head and the same stern look that his Sergent pervaded.
This was the same reason that Hagen hated alcohol, it made the body weak and the mind dim. Not only did he have to force the move of his squad mates body, even with each slugush step his right foot was doing more then enough but the left was asleep. Hagen began to wonder how Alex even managed to make it through the ship and into the room, lucky for him almost all the doors are automated.

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"It would be nice if I had a team competent enough for the task at hand," Locke said to Anthony, stopping to turn and look at him. "If you're going to be an arrogant prick like that, having some 'two cents' to pay into everything, then you might as well exclude yourself from the mission as well," Locke went on to say. He looked Anthony right in the eyes, not afraid of his physical stature.

"I've seen and I'm sure Aleksey can tell you what happens when idiots get consumed with themselves out on the battlefield; it's not about who did what or why, it's about what you're going to do. I don't need you, Anthony," he said, "going around an enemy outpost saying, 'haha, you can't touch this,' then ending up getting shot in the face. Because guess what? They didn't need tot ouch you, they shot you in the face!" Locke paused for a moment collecting his thoughts as to what the situation was at the moment. "As it is now, I have some infiltrator and an engineer who don't want to use a rifle, one of the most basic and efficient weapons of war, a drunk sniper, and a medic whose not an expert in combat, and I'll be charging into line after line of death with odds I don't like."

Locke was completely aware that his words ant attitude could come off as "disrespectful," "hurtful," "inconsiderate" or something of the sort, but he didn't care. This is how he saw the situation and his soldiers were adults, presumably, and could handle reality.

"Honestly, Anthony, what are you expecting this to be, a walk with your girlfriend down your old neighborhood street? Honestly!" It wasn't a rhetorical question.

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Hagen is only half way out the door when the rest of the argument gets heated in the simulation room, he eyeballs Alex who is still roughly leaned into his arm. Deciding its best to stay he leans Alex again the bulkhead after sitting him of one of the many panel boxes that line the corridor and steps back in.
Sergeant Payson is current getting his rebuttal from Anthony who, if not for his attitude would be somewhat in the right. But as far as he was concerned Hagen could tell that Locke was taking a higher ground here.

He got back in line and began to speak out.
"I can understand what this is about and with only beeing with the squad for two weeks has me already betting everyone isn't on the same page." He points a large finger at Antony and exclaims "Corporal what do you think was going to happen when you signed up for this. Iv seen men just as good as you go down to crash and burn, and twice more then that was because of their own arrogance and stupidity.. Now stay in rank and follow orders, only when your told to rush an enemy pill box with a spork do I expect to hear a peep from you."

It was then that Hagen turned his attention on his commanding officer and gave him the same look her gave Anthony.

"Sir I would follow any order you give me or use any weapon at my worldly disposal to do it just so long as I can kill some Kainist. But it would be a better call for my own relief if my Sergent had some faith in my own abilities.. Sir" He added the last part to be formal and after so many years in the UPAF he was certain it would be better to retain some civility about this conversation instead of just blindly calling back between one another.

"With Harrison I can understand as well, I haven't met a medic yet who was better at combat then their teammates.. but Iv seen her record as well as you have and I know she can be a valuable asset to our operation." He turns and looks towards the door pointing out towards where Alex is sitting just as it slides closed.
His face goes blank for a moment as he can be seen thinking heavily and then it stupefies more so.."...I got nothing, apologies.. I just thought I could have more to say.. umm. Graduated top honers and has a 109 out 110 on the range and still holds the record." Hagen's hands drop down to his sides as he just runs out of steam on fishing for answers.

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Locke began to pace again, smirking at his team's reaction. His eyes were drawn away from his soldiers and to where he was walking.

"I'm glad I have soldiers that keep me in check," he said, his voice more toned down acknowledging their rather respectful response. "It is my responsibility as your leader to keep you prepared for everything we are presented with to overcome. But to answer your question, Anthony, I did not expect a sergeant to get drunk, two somewhat experienced soldiers to not prefer rifles, and I did in fact expect the best of soldiers. This is the Omega Division, in ancient Greek, Omega means end, the Omega Division is deployed only to end struggle, and to open a path for our allies who could not have done so themselves. That is exactly what we're doing in our invasion in five days, deploying to Khyranus to cause enough chaos for our allies to take new paths. To end this war, Anthony. There is no soldier in human history that I can think of that has ever been tasked with as much as we have been." He stopped for a moment, collecting his thoughts as his words sank into his teammates minds. He looked back up and began to speak again.

"Arthur," he said, trying to change the tone of things to a more informal manner, "I think you forget that we will be surrounded by countless divisions of the Statehood's infantry and tanks, with guaranteed air support on their homeland. I'd expect that every team leader and their soldiers are doubting whether or not they can pull through with this task, and whether the man next to him will be capable enough to keep him from getting stabbed in the side. But that's why we're here... to train, so I don't have to charge into battle asking myself that, whether I am enough, whether you are enough, because after these exercises we should know where we're at. Honestly, I don't care if you missed only one shot out of 110 before, what's happened in the past doesn't matter except that your abilities were qualified enough to get you here, the details don't matter; what matters is your abilities during training and after training for when you actually have to use them. I don't care if you hijacked a Kainist flagship and got away with it, I care if you can do it again," Locke lectured. His voice was less on edge and more dull; he didn't want to cause yet another rift in the team with Alex gone now, but he wanted them to understand how he, as their leader, would develop their abilities.

He asked everyone, "Is this all clear to you?"

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"Sir," Aleksey said, nodding to show she understood. After a brief pause, she added, "I don't want to be a liability any more than these men." She glanced around to those assembled, debating what had been said about all of them. They were a rag-tag team, to put it kindly, and while they all had skills and assets to contribute to the group, they all had room for improvement. She grimaced at the work that lay ahead of her trying to get Alex clean enough to function as a member of their team. Some of them had a lot of room for improvement.

"Ready for training whenever the rest of us are," she added, wanting to move on.

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Anthony Nodded for His bit of understanding Keeping his mouth shut and Attention Directed to everyone Equally.
But Anthony was smiling on the inside about Hagen's Said comments and actions: "I can understand what this is about and with only being with the squad for two weeks has me already betting everyone isn't on the same page." Hagen points a large finger at Anthony and exclaims "Corporal what do you think was going to happen when you signed up for this. Iv seen men just as good as you go down to crash and burn, and twice more then that was because of their own arrogance and stupidity...Now stay in rank and follow orders, only when your told to rush an enemy pill box with a spork do I expect to hear a peep from you."

Anthony Fought back a Grin successfully as he thought to himself:"That actually sounds like fun...Enemy Pill box with a SPORK."

The comments and Way Hagen said them made Anthony feel Misplaced but he Kept his mouth shut Not wanting to start a Unnecessary fight over something as Simple as an Opinion.
Anthony remained though with the Rifle in front of him. As he Agreed with Aleksey " I concur " His statement simple and to the point.

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Hagen

Hagen nodded his head as well.
It was good that the group could come to terms on something and even though Alex was still leaned against the wall outside, Arthur thought it would be better for him to be dealt with here and not among the higher brass.

He just lined his sight back up with Locke's and gave him an assured nod.."Then we are at an agreement.."
It was good that they could finally move on, he could still feel himself become tense from the sheer wait that was being given to them. He could feel no more then the fact that he wanted to get his boots on the ground and a fresh round into someones head.
It was then that he remembered why he was transferred to the Omega division in the first place, not just for his willingness to join the group but his strict want for the death of the enemy.

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Locke looked at them again.

"Get in the simulation tanks," he commanded, "we've lost enough time already." He stepped over to the top of a tank, already in bare feet and nothing on his arms. He took his shirt off, revealing his rather built body from training, then his pants; under his pants were shorts that went to his knee. Other than your shorts, bra, or underwear you didn't take anything into the simulation chamber. After jumping forward and plunging down into the water, he pulled the oxygen mask over his face and was able to breathe again. Locke kept his eyes open, the water being quite clean, he started putting the sensors on his head, arms, legs and chest. It was a slow process, and in the end he looked like he could've gone into some advanced coma. He closed his eyes.

Dylan, sitting at the computer terminals, began inputting scripts and codes into the computer to begin the simulation. With Alex removed from the situation, he had to remove any scripts that would concern him as he was not a factor anymore. In the virtual world, a rather developed town was projected, torn by war and seemingly abandoned. There were some highrises, bridges and highways, and the streets were fired upon enough that the broken slabs of asphalt made trenches and foxholes. In some parts, the piping underneath the streets were exposed. Civilian vehicles lie destroyed, some going through walls, and few SKD armor units were destroyed and burning. In the distance, some buildings were ignited and scarce gunfire could be heard.

Locke stood in his armor suit and the equipment he usually brings along with him into the field was all packed onto him. He stood on the second floor of a bombed out house at the outskirts of town. The wall was blown away, and a pile of rubble made a slope from the second floor to the ground. He stood there waiting for the rest of his teammates to join in the action.



Out in the hall, people were walking through, minding their own business. No one paid much attention to Alex, being drunk and slouching against the wall. Eventually, a forklift carrying some large metal shipping containers went to go through the hallway, but as Alex could not properly control himself, the forklift was blocked.

"Hey, you, could you move out of the way? I'm trying to get somewhere!" the driver yelled at Alex. "C'mon, get out of the way!" he demanded, getting frustrated with Alex's inability to move.

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Hagan

The time came for it to be Hagen's turn to enter the simulator tubes and he began to remove his boots and pants, after that he removed his shirt and fought a little with the neck of it trying to take his tags off as it caught his wife's ring.
Stuffing the white tee in between his boots he walked up and around the back of his simulator, the large amount of healed and stapled wounds crossing his left side wildly. He knew the fluid inside was not entirely water and understood that his wounds being healed for so long they no longer posed any threat of trouble to him.
Even his eye in fact was completely safe to submerge in with himself but in the back of his mind there was always that place that wanted to debate the viability of his mothers work.

Sighing one last time he swallows his slight fear and steps in with a plunging dip.

With a practiced precision Hagen's preparations for the simulation were almost the faster then Locke's own motions. To make ready for the start of the program he relaxed his position and took an almost meditative stance in the vertical tube.

As his mind began to pull away from the real world and fall into the simulations reality, he could feel, see, and smell the different changes in the world around.
Before he could fully react he was in his suit and his registered equipment was fixed to his person, the only change was the fact that the face mask on his helmet was pulled aside like it normally allowed.

Locke and Aleksey were already there and while the Sergent looked as though he was waiting for the others, Aleksey started out ready to go as she looked as though she could jump at any moment.
Hagen pulled his sidearm out and checked the chamber to make sure it was loaded before putting it back. He approached Locke and looked over a section of the blasted out wall and into the streets below.."Well.. we missed a party."

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Locke looked around as one by one, his team popped into the simulation. On his visor, writing would reveal itself character by character quite quickly, and give him the necessary information for him to carry out his mission. Hagan appeared second.

"Well... we missed a party..." he said.

"Party?" began Locke. "Don't you know it's illegal to have a party without us in a war zone? I guess that just means they get capital punishment, don't you?" he joked, going to the edge of the destroyed house. He stepped forward, jumping halfway down the slope then sliding down the rest of the way and past Anthony who had recently joined the simulation, climbing the pile of rubble.

"C'mon now, we need to be able to fight off any heavy units: tanks, aircraft, forts, and I don't think any of us are prepared to deal with a lot of them. I have a location on a place that the Kainists are using as a supply depot. Our main objective, though, is to destroy the enemies' command post. We'll have no direct control over any support, as Aviation assets have more information on the defenses than I do and are looking out for themselves. We're on our own, so don't screw up! Follow me!" he commanded, heading through the driveway then up the sidewalk of the street. He was headed towards the center of town, where many of the skyscrapers were burning or exploding. Fighters and bombers seemed to be ripping the city apart.

"We got a long way to go, kiddies, let's move!" On their own, without little to no support, and hundreds to thousands times outnumbered, it seemed like a typical mission. Moving fast was the only issue.

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Hagen slid the shield on his mask closed and it locked into place just in time for him to see Locke slide down the slope in front of him and he sharply followed suit. This place that they were placed into looked like a place that he had been before, but there was a blank spot on his mind and he could not place where he remembered it from.
The bits of rock and mulched rubble gave way to his boots and he reached the base of the mound with Locked continuing on his way and ordering them to follow. Which Anthony was doing as well after he joined in..

Hagen could just make out the sounds of combat in the distance, wherever they were it was far of the grid of the real battle and he the mission parameter would not take them far in until the last second.

Locke informed them about a supply depot and it was generally assumed that was their first stop in order to gear up on heavier munitions. That was just fine with Hagen, especially if they could get their hands on some wheel.

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Aleksey shuffled herself down the rubble slope, following closely behind and getting into the middle of the parading team of four. She shouldered her rifle, as for a moment only the sound of their heavy steps and distant fighting could be heard. The team continued up the sidewalk and towards a freeway, where broken signs stood, greeting the soldiers to their training. Locke led them unfaltering, as they made their way onto the freeway and began to separate from ground level, heading into the ravaged metropolis.

"Alright, kiddies, let me tell you some rules I have before we get in to too deep of a shit-hole. Rule 1: Don't leave the team. No one here is a God, and you will surely die on your own. Rule 2: Efficiency is key. I don't care what your objective is, just do it right! Rule 3: No 'smartassery' while we're on the field. I'll deal with your witty comments later, you live or die out here," he said to his teammates, looking to the left, off the edge of the freeway. "Left flank, light enemy platoon, take 'em down!" he ordered, getting himself to cover behind a destroyed APC. There were two armored cars with heavy caliber machine guns, and a platoon of infantry around them in the streets below. There were some highrises, maybe only thirteen stories tall around the street and freeway, detailed with typical scenery to be seen throughout the city. Aleksey got behind an upturned slab of asphalt, looking over to Locke before aiming and nailing a soldier in the street.

"We're gonna get a lot of attention doing things like this, Locke!" she exclaimed, expressing disagreement but still following orders.

"That's the idea, we gotta thin out the enemy as much as we can between here and the communications post. If we need to, we'll use their weapons, but we have a mission set. If they send more, then more will fall!" he yelled back, as a firefight erupted between the team of four and what seemed to be twenty Kainist soldiers. He peered out of cover, firing a stream of rounds at one of the armored cars to see an explosion scatter the troops, taking some pressure off the team. However, in response, an explosive projectile took a chunk out of the concrete barrier on the Freeway's shoulder.

And so the fun began.

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Hagen watched as Locke discussed the small list of rules for them on the battlefield, which he could not really place seeing as the battlefield was not real nor was their enemy. But it was necessary for such a thing to happen between them all, he was their squad leader and they had to be at least acquainted with his role and expected control.

The sudden pulse of combat comes however when he calls out an enemy sighting near the freeway, the call was so out of place and their arrival was so strange. Hagen couldn't help but wonder if someone in the simulation booth had their finger on the button to cause this.
That was a formality to say the least as he jumps the edge of the rail and takes position next to Aleksey as she cambered down behind a large section of upturned road. Sliding down the last edge of the slope behind the rail his side made a connection with the underside of their cover and he peered over the side in time to see the blast from an exploding car.

Locke wanted them to clear all of the current enemies between them and their objective, it was nothing immense.
Hagen pulled his side arm and leaned back out from the side of cover pulling the trigger three times in rapid succession. He knew better then to spray away with any weapon, his shots were concise and focused on their targets.

Two of the soldiers unloading their rifles towards Hagen's and Aleksey's position fell away, landing in the dirt. He pulls back with his weapon held and the ready, several seconds fall by as he awaits a lag in the oncoming fire and this time instead of leaning out the side he stands over the top.
Four more shots fired and while this time he only gets one target, he leaves another with a small reminder of his presence. Each time he pulls the trigger Hagen can feel the familiar pulse of adrenaline as his mind keeps track of the rounds being spent.