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Full Name: Jake August Vale

Nicknames/Aliases: The Old Man, The Kid, Shrimp, Monster, Zale, Orion, Derek Morgan

Age: 74 Actual, 12 Appearance

Gender: Male

Gift: Genetic Physical Superiority: His Genetic code has caused his cells to react in an interesting way. He can move much faster then a normal person, he can (allegedly, exaggerations have been known to happen) lift over one hundred times his own weight (on that note though, he is not that heavy), he can regenerate wounds, and all of his senses are superior in every way.

Loyalty: (if Erubescian or Liberty, please add their position if you can) Himself. Maybe.

Description: Weighing about 90 Lbs. soaking wet, one could easily underestimate Jake by his appearance. To the general public, he would just look like some little kid, small and short, with an adorable face filled with innocence. He looks completely unthreatening, weak, scrawny, and his hair looks clean but messy. The simple fact is, you should not judge him by his appearance. He could beat down a robot...with his fists. Of course, his fists would be bruised and sore, but he would still win.

Personality: A brief outline how? Well, I will try. Jake's personality is sort of layered. On the surface, he can be childish, playful, fun loving, thrill seeking, and adventurous. However, that is just what is on the surface. Anyone who really knows him know that under the surface, when he needs to be, he will be mature, strict, threatening, even wraithful and cold at times. Any warnings he says, even if he sounds playful, should be taken seriously. He prefers to be more fun loving and silly because he prefers to enjoy life, not feel like life is something you have to work through. If you get to know him well enough, you could see it in his eyes sometimes, when he stops to think. He has seen things that no one should ever have to see, and it makes him sad.

Skills: Extensive Hand to Hand Combat Training, Extensive Weapons Training, Rock Climbing, Decent hacker and encryptor, some skill in mechanics and engineering, Advanced Sciences (generalized, some specific fields he is a bit hazy on), chemistry, biology, and other areas of science. He has had a lot of time to read and learn.

Weaknesses: He can be easily agitated on certain subjects. Bringing up his family, specifically his younger brother Jason, will distract him. He has a tendency to be a stubborn old man, and refuse to ask for any help, though he normally wont push it away if offered. His ego is another one. He is the best at what he does, and he knows it. And another weakness is that he has an obsession with gambling he is trying to kick, because he is not that good at Casino games. And he has a slight obsession with chocolate.

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Jake August Vale, born originally as (FILE REDACTED) in (FILE REDACTED), is a well known Scavenger, Suspected Thief, and one of the nicest people you can meet....as well as one of the most dangerous. His powers, which are listed earlier in this file, allow him to mascaraed as a child, and has influenced his personality to be child like. Do not let that fool you though, as he is in fact very mature and highly skilled.

It is believed he was raised in a mobile settlement in the Wasteland known as (REDACTED), but moved to the city of (REDACTED) due to a business arrangement. From there, he grew up learning various trades, and his parents ran a sort of Problem Solver business that he helped in, doing everything from repair work to escorting important materials to hunting down criminals to a variety of other things. You had a problem? They had a solution. However, one day, they came into conflict with (REDACTED), and the results of which are (SECTION REDACTED). Needless to say, no one escaped alive....except for him. From that day on, Jake began trusting no one.

(SECTION REDACTED)

For a time, it is believed he did some espionage work where he learned extensive hand to hand combat, though who he was working for has been undetermined. He later joined up with the Merc Group Armistice, where he received extensive weapons training. The group was later destroyed by (REDACTED), and its weapons taken, but not before he disappeared with a number of their equipment. For awhile, he took the Alias Orion and began helping people from the shadows. However, eventually (REDACTED) caught up with him, and a fight occurred in (REDACTED), resulting in the deaths of a few innocents.

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Ever since then, he has been workings as a Scavenger, staying on the move, and closer to the bigger and more dangerous wrecks and ruins....ones with the old security system still active, dissuading anyone from following him....and paying the price. Additionally, due to his inconsistent movements, (REDACTED) and other officials are unable to track him properly, making him a ghost of sorts. Some even believe he is only a legend.

Other: While technically he is not under arrest for anything, there is a lot about Jake Vale that is a mystery which concerns Espionage and Counter Espionage units. Still, right now, he is only a Scavver....but there are some stories about him that suggest he should not be taken lightly. Of course, there is also the rumor that everything was made up, he is just a simple scavver, and that all of these are ghost stories made up to frighten anyone into not double crossing him.

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Jake Vale's Story

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#2016-03-11 03:27:30, as written by LookingAtPerks

It wasn't pretty, and it did not seem like it was operational. It looked dangerous, almost haunted. But to be fair, it wouldn't be a stretch for it to be considered haunted. After all, a large amount of people did die here. Their skeletons picked to the bone, either by animals or people, and was desolate. Everything appeared to be rusted, broken, or worthless.

But a true scavenger knows better. A true scavenger sees beyond looks, beyond appearances. Like detectives, they see the truth. And Jake was one of the best. This was an old pre-war....something. Battlecruiser? Hover Carrier? Command Building? A third of it was ripped off, which was the only way you could enter, because the other two thirds were pounded into the ground so far it was not even clear how it got stuck like that. No one could even tell what it used to be. It was also tilted slightly.

Whatever it was though, it seemed important. It had a lot of communication and computing equipment, and there was a variety of other facilities, from bio-labs to robotics bays, but most of it seemed to involve command and communication, as well as a large amount of defense systems. And it was clearly built to last, because once you got far enough in, it still had power.

Jake turned on his wristlight to look around. Jake could see in the dark, but the light included a blacklight, and would also cause objects with electricity to glow when it shined on them. It was a simple tool for scavangers. He came across some functional equipment, including what he believed was a Drive Core, and collected it.

Then he felt a gun go to his head. "Well well, what do we have here? A desperate orphan scavenging to survive? I bet you will sell for a great amount of money if your this strong".

A lowlife, a vulture, was pointing a gun at him. Of course, he wasn't alone. Jake could hear six other heartbeats nearby. But he was not worried. None of their heartbeats sounded particularly strong, and the vibrations from their footsteps meant they ultimately were failing to sneak around properly. Based on his calculations, there was a 93% chance that half of them would be dead in the next sixty seconds.

"You think I am going to make it easy for you?" Jake mentioned, turning his head back slightly with a sort of devilish smile on his face. This smile, as well as his facial expressions and body expressions in general, was enough to freak the guy out and make him stumble backwards. "You should really be careful with who you fight in the Wasteland".

Before the man realized what was going on, screams were heard from the other hallways. It was the automated defenses having been accidentally tripped by those idiots and resulted in half of them being dead already, with one or two bleeding out at least, and the last one trapped in a room. While distracted, Jake closed the distance between them, kicked the gun out of his hand and down the hall, before grabbing him by the collar and sending him flying into the wall.

"Damn.....damn it. A fucking ten year old brat with this much skill already?" Jake didn't bother correcting the age. He just punched the guy out.

The automated defenses finally shut down, with the other six being dead. "Idiots. If you are going to scavenge, try not to set off any traps. Well, I guess they might have some useful look on their bodies. They kinda owe me for being jerks anyways".

"Cruelty cannot be answered with cruelty" a voice echoed in his head. It was something his brother said a long time ago to him.

"Fine fine, I will give them a funeral. But I am not digging graves, their bodies are burning. And I am still taking their stuff. Waste not, want not after all. Though, I suppose we are in the Wasteland...." Jake mentioned, sighing. At least he knew he was getting some good loot.

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#2016-03-18 22:05:12, as written by LookingAtPerks

Jake's search of Command didn't leave him much at first. Once he (somewhat) dealt with the bodies, he continued his search of the place. It was probably one of the best preserved scavenging sites, due to all the defense systems and traps. However, he eventually came across the really valuable stuff. The Labs, where all the high tech stuff and what not was designed. Where he might find some tools, or valuable salvage, or maybe he would find that.

As he kept looking, he found something that looked like some sort of experimental medical lab. Along the walls were tubes of glass holding dead bodies. And in the center was rows and rows of some sort of liquidly substance. Jake smiled, broke into one, and took a vial. "Well now, this is interesting. To be safe, better take some backups. But this....this is better then what I was hoping".

As he was taking some more, an alarm went off. "Oh you have got to be....time to run!".

Jake began to run as a giant defense robot armed to the brim with weapons emerged from a secret robot storage room. It seemed to be hell bent on chasing him down and killing him. At the same time, the other defense systems were all activating simultaneously. It was almost like they were being controlled by something sentient. Unless...they were being controlled by someone sentient. But who? Or what? Could it be that inside this place, they....?

Jake could find that out later. Thankfully, he was insanely fast due to his Gift. He just managed to escape the place before the emergency bulkheads were sealed. And, he got everything he came for. Useful scrap, some new toys, and this substance. He input it into a device, and it confirmed it was what he needed. It was the final piece. Now he could do what he wanted to for decades.

He immediately started heading off towards his destination. He figured he would stop at Helton, since it was on the way, and besides, maybe they had some good food for sale that he could take on the road. But now, he could finally complete his promise...

Plus, he found a brand new Celerium Power Cell! Now he could power one of his favorite gadgets again.

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#2016-03-25 14:48:56, as written by LookingAtPerks

Jake found the trip towards Helton to be a fairly peaceful one, though still interesting. When you have Jake's senses, you notice things others don't. For instance, while stopping at the Hightower settlement to pick up some foodstuffs, he heard some people mention a rumor that a legendary creature has been roaming the wasteland. That it was over one hundred years old, had sharp claws and teeth, a large tail, and was over three stories tall. It could sweep an entire squad off their feet in the blink of an eye. It could apparently tear through metal, and was resistant to everything. Jake doubted it was real, but he could tell that everyone telling the story believed it to be true completely, which Jake found a bit troubling.

From that point, Jake went with a large caravan heading towards his destination. He traded in some of his scrap for a new weapon, and another Celerium Power Cell as well as some more supplies. But to find two in such a short time excited Jake. After all, he had multiple uses for them. Being a scavenger, he knew the value of everything.

Along the way, they went through some old subway tunnels. Only the higher ones though, no one had supposedly gone down deeper in over a century. Jake thought about investigating it as a Scavanger, but nearly every entrance was blocked, or required the elevators to work. As Jake passed by one of the elevators, he noticed the word "Terminal" drawn on the wall with Red spray paint, as well as another thing that was odd. He smiled a little, and moved on. "Not worth the trouble".

When they finally reached the exit, they took different paths. Jake heard a rumor about Helton he wanted to go check out anyways, and it was on the way of where he was going. After all, he had someone very important to meet. As he thought about that person, he looked at his Chemical Distiller, which he had added that substance he recently acquired to. Just as he thought, it was the last piece of the puzzle he needed to get what he had been looking for.

He was so close now, he could hardly contain his radiant good mood. He looked at the city of Helton, and as he approached it, he was smiling.

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#2016-03-28 00:16:25, as written by Miss Echo

“Alouette, gentille alouette. Alouette, je te plumerai. Alouette, gentille alouette. Alouette, je te plumerai.”

It was with a comfortable stride that Gale was circling the boundaries of the abandoned Helton city, a withered tree branch in one hand, the other left to dangle freely at his side. With every few steps, he swung the stick against any nearby surface that the thing could reach- tap-tapping against the rubble of a building, the cobble of the path he was following, the ash that had crept into the city limits.

“Je te plumerai la tête, je te plumerai la tête. Et la tête, et la tête, alouette, alouette.”

The raps of his makeshift staff fell in time with his song, thwacking with the beat. It was a lovely little song, Gale mused. A short ditty that he had heard several times when working in the Erubescian halls- something to teach the children there how to speak French. The faction of kings certainly adored its culture, but he could hardly complain. A little class could be appreciated now and then, especially when there was a decimated wasteland just on your doorstep.

“Alouette, gentille alouette. Alouette, je te plumerai. Alouette, gentille alouette. Alouette, je te plumerai.”

Of course, the others would probably disagree, and some might even consider it to be in poor taste, given recent events, but, really, they couldn’t protest it too much. It was an innocent tune by itself, and it lessened the deafening silence around him as he wandered about. There was the occasional call of some creature residing within Helton, yes- or even the distant footprints of some of the “lookouts”, but it didn’t do much to fill the emptiness.

“Je te plumerai le bec, je te plumerai le bec. Et la tête, et la tête…”

An emptiness that, although somewhat obscured by Gale’s own voice, did little to hide the unfamiliar stride of...someone approaching. As the sound reached him, he immediately cut himself off, straightening up and cocking his head to better listen. He hadn’t been mistaken- there was another person out there. Quicker steps, slower stride- the pace of a child. Immediately, the blond moved to hide himself behind a nearby pile of rubble, eyes nearly as wide as saucers as he squinted through what gaps the stone provided. It took a few tense minutes of waiting, but eventually the perpetrator showed himself. A young boy. Despite the relatively harmless appearance of this stranger, Gale remained tense, waiting some time longer before poking his head out into visibility.

“Hey, kid,” he hissed. “What are you doing? Don’t you know that the monsters live here?” His eyes were just as wide as before, and his knuckles had whitened where they gripped the edge of his makeshift shelter.

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#2016-03-29 07:54:28, as written by FranklyLorelle

Toby still held himself sheepishly as he nodded to Dawn's advice and gestured for her to come along if she liked, heading down the hallway toward the kitchen and the sweet scent of apples and warm cereal.

"K--Kayla," he greeted, spotting her in the doorway. As he spoke, their tagalong darted between Kayla's feet and into the kitchen, slinking into the corner and looking shifty, casing the area as though it intended to make off with their breakfast like a tiny scruffy bandit. "Um. Morning. Everyone. I was--"

But he broke off suddenly, his large eyes taking on a glazed look.

"Someone is coming into the city," he said, concentrating. "Some k--kind of regenetator. Gale is there. He doesn't seem--too alarmed--" Not that Gale's emotions were easy to read. If you could even call them fully fledged emotions. "Probably just an ashrat." He glazed into focus again, flushing, paranoid that what he had said was probably derogatory. Their potential victims in the wastelands had always been designated ashrats or faction scum, or some more original variation thereof. He felt an increased need to walk on eggshells lately, especially around Mina after his (in retrospect, miserably hypocritical) brief resentment toward her. He didn't want them to think he thought they were lesser or other or evil.

Even if a decent percentage of the time and despite his best efforts he still totally thought that.

"Sorry. I mean, we're all ashrats so...anyway. Ah. Probably just a wanderer, but...Should someone go and check?"

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#2016-03-29 11:44:47, as written by LookingAtPerks

So, after passing through Helton, I should start making my way there towards that place. With everything I got from the last site, I finally have everything I need to finish what I have been working on for the past few decades... Jake thought to himself, as he got near the city. Helton was supposedly mostly picked clean, but he had been to old salvage sites before and found perfectly good salvage others had missed, including an Altari Motherboard, which was better then anything currently produced today.

As he got closer though, he heard multiple sounds. Most of them were heartbeats, each one of them giving off a different rythem....a different tune. Distinct to each person. However, one was that of a child singing. It was something French, Jake did not recognize it. However, he soon came into contact with the child singing it. The boy had stopped singing when he approached Jake, but Jake remained on edge and at the ready. No normal child would be out here on their own, so he was probably incredibly powerful. Jake was almost certainly stronger and faster then him, or at least one of those two, and at this range, he could easily take him on most likely, but better be safe then sorry...and not pick any unnecessary fights.

Still, there was no reason to think this person would be a threat to them, though according to his analysis, he was a capable fighter. He had not approached him randomly, this boy came to meet him alone on purposely. Therefore, his strength and power level must be high. The fact he approached him so quickly revealed he either had some sort of detection ability, or enhanced senses. The way he asked his question also revealed something. He was an experienced fighter, and capable of analysis in his own right. His comment about the monsters meant not only he had extensive combat training, but that he knew Jake did too. To most it would look like two children talking, but he and this boy were actually analyzing each other for strengths and weaknesses, staring each other down. It might be tense, if it didn't excite Jake a little. Old habits die hard.

"Monsters huh? Where are they exactly? Are they fun to fight?" Jake replied, deciding to reply in a way that wouldn't be as expected. "I hope they are not boring monsters. Boring monsters are no fun, don't you agree?"

Well, that just happened. Still, he kept on his guard. He was ninety percent sure others were around, and conflict was within his realm of expectations, though he would like to avoid serious conflict if possible. That said, this boy did put him on edge....though he interested him as well. "So who are you anyways?"

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#2016-03-29 17:53:26, as written by ianna_334

They jogged together leisurely, enjoying the morning air. Or rather, Sera jogged leisurely, while Talin lapped her every so often, his idea of an easy jog being closer to the pace most other would use for a running race. Still, it was a scene straight from their memories, when Talin was still her trainer, pushing her beyond her limits because that would get them both noticed, would push them both past the lowest levels of their sector and into position to become important, valued. And now, reunited outside the faction, the pattern repeats. Behind her, a whisper of sound let her know the speedster was approaching once again.

There was no warning as the brunette took her elbow, and steered her to the left with a destination clearly in mind. The light manipulator followed willingly, used to such manipulations. Not only used to it, but Seraphina was trained this way, to move instinctively and focus on using her gifts, while trusting someone other to watch her for danger, and if necessary, physically remove her from harm's way. Even though she could survive most anything, the healing it took to fix her body once it was blasted to pieces was a waste of time when she could just avoid getting hurt, and when she was in physical therapy, she wasn't able to work...

Sometimes, she forgot she wasn't supposed to think that way anymore.

"Someone new entered the city," Talin said, pulling her along briskly. "Gale found him, I can also sense Reith nearby, and we're close enough. I want to /see/ him" he emphasized "see", and the manipulator at his side understood immediately. Behind the building, Talin adjusted his pace so he was meandering along, and looped his arm through Seraphina's in the matter of close friends. So linked, they turned on the street where the meeting was taking place, stopping several feet behind and to the left of Gale.

"It's a child." Sera raised a brow, turning to the speedster skeptically. "Is he what you were worried about?"
Meanwhile, Talin's eyes scan the stranger with his gift sight, and he exhaled. "No, he's not. He's like the Mercenary"

A regenerator the woman translated

"And supersensory." he finished, and tapped the back of her hand with a finger.

Sera didn't respond outright, but there was a faint glimmer in the corner of Talin's eye. She understood the message, and had her gifts ready for use.

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#2016-04-15 17:40:39, as written by Miss Echo

The boy’s reaction had been, admittedly, against Gale’s expectations. The blond had already gathered that the “child” wasn’t your run-of-the-mill little darling- the boy would have been long dead by now, if that was the case, especially given the fact that there was no guardian in sight. Besides...while the younger Schipper had gone out of his way to hide away as many corpses as possible, that didn’t change the fact that Helton remained the same forsaken place it had always had.

Not exactly “playground material” at it’s finest.

Nevertheless, Gale remained just as he had been- lips a fine, bloodless slit, gaze glossy and distant. His fingers had clenched even tighter to the granite in front of them, as if the stone served as a security blanket instead of just dirtied rubble. “I just told you,” he whispered, voice harsh. He paused for a moment, throwing a hasty glance over his shoulder, before turning back with a visible “hysteria”. “They’re in there. In the city. They kill kids for fun- and- and they eat them, too! They’ll skin you alive!”

And then, the rubble shifted behind him. The blond once again took a panicked look over in the direction of the road at the sound- although, this time, instead of fear upon catching sight of the arrivals, he...changed. It was not a physical transformation by any means- Gale still remained the same light haired, dark-eyed boy as before- but something else entirely. As he slid down from his perch on the wall, the earlier paranoia and stress seemed to melt from his face, and the tension in his shoulders drained away just as easily.

He smiled, sugary sweet, and trotted from behind his hiding spot and into open view.

“Hello, Mr. Talin, Ms. Sera. It’s good to see you both.” He greeted the ex-Liberty pair with the grace of a young gentleman, even going so far as to bob his head in salute. As his head lifted up, Gale reached into his pocket, pulled out a single cherry lollipop, and, swiveling on his heel, spoke once more to the stranger. “Oh- and my name is Gale, by the way. A pleasure..”

His smile widened even further- genuine in appearance- but he did not extend his hand for a shake.

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#2016-05-13 01:44:12, as written by LookingAtPerks

(Sorry, suffering from a bit of writers block right now, best I could do)

Jake had to admit, he was a bit curious about the people in front of him. Of course, he always expected to meet a few people, but three in close proximity already most likely meant a larger group in the area, so it meant that right now the area was pretty active, considering. He decided to play it safe and cool for the moment tho, since it didn't seem like anyone wanted any hostilities right now.

"Nice to meet you Gale, Talin, Sera. Also, really? That's what the monsters do?" Jake asked, before smiling a little. His voice suddenly calmed, and he closed his eyes a little. "If that's all, then you must have the situation well under control. Guess there is no reason to be worried about danger then. And thanks for the warning". Of course, there may or may not have been some other meaning to his words, but nothing hostile.

"Anyways, you don't need to worry either" he then added. It was probably his most direct statement yet. "I don't plan on staying long".

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#2016-05-31 02:38:23, as written by FranklyLorelle

Toby corroborated Dawn's information about the stranger with a nod. "I d--don't feel anything especially hostile about him. I mean--not deliberately malicious, I guess. But he seems a little guarded, with the others over there. Which makes sense, considering he probably didn't expect to find, you know, sentries at the Helton gates. You know. And, um, I don't know...secretive?" He cleared his throat.

Mina's caution wasn't misguided. Even if he hadn't shown up with the immediate intention to harm, that didn't mean he wouldn't hurt anybody. Desperate Wastelanders could be just as dangerous as predatory ones. One could just as easily be shot by a nervous, guarded scavenger as by...well, somebody like he and Spire used to be. (Toby may have been overly optimistic with that "used to.")

He slowed his pace as they neared the place where Jake was speaking to Sera, Talin, and Gale.

"Um, hi everyone," he said carefully, a bit surprised by the youthful appearance of the newcomer. Something about the emotional signature had struck him as mature. Then again, so did Clockwork's. "What's going on here?"

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Spire smiled a perfectly cheerful smile, despite a blunt throb of dissatisfaction at the fact of the missing Pierrot. "I'll be sure to let him know," he said, and though he sounded sincere enough, the promise was deleted from his mind so quickly it was as though it hadn't even found purchase in the first place. Unimportant trifles were always erased to make room for more important things. Like wringing Oren for more information.

Spire would feel more comfortable leaving Hel with Soren and Clockwork than he would have with any of the other Wanderers, but with the issue of the ashrat knocking at their metaphorical door, he decided he'd better not, yet.

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#2016-06-05 04:06:41, as written by ianna_334

Talin, in the meantime, had sent his visual of the apparent boy, as well as his instinctive understanding of the meanings of the visions to their most efficient communications system – the mind manipulators, who could transmit the information to everyone else. Sera, in the meantime, smiled fondly towards Gale – no need to reveal the experiments dark nature, when he was pretending so well – before scanning over the newcomer. “Just passing through then?” she asked, as the most reasonable assumption. “Or are you scavenging through the city?” The second would be especially inconvenient, after all, since they didn’t know how much of a “finders keepers” mentality this wanderer would have.

“Hello, To-“ she turned then paused, realising there was a group there, ”everyone.” She amended. “Just someone else who’s wandered into Helton. We were out for a jog and came to check it out.” She explained, gesturing to herself and Talin in turn. “We had a bad scare with a faction not too long ago, so we’re on alert” she told the new one, almost apologetically. “Seems like nowhere is safe these days.” She finished off with a slight shrug.

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#2016-06-14 03:03:40, as written by wolfsong4640

"Right. Yeah." Kayla murmured to Mina and Toby. She mentally kicked herself for acting so cautious about Mina's actions, as well as the actions of the others. This was something to definitely be careful about. She kept quiet for the rest of the way until they ran into Talin, Sera, Gale, and the newcomer. "Ah, hello." She said awkwardly as Sera greeted them.

Her eyes rested on the boy observantly as Sera spoke to him. He seemed harmless enough, but she stayed alert. The others could probably pick up more than she could. "Any immediate danger,
Dawn...?" She asked curiously.

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#2016-06-26 07:29:09, as written by Miss Echo

Gale beamed again- the pearly white, saccharine grin of a “do no evil” schoolboy- and pressed the lollipop deep into the corners of his mouth. “It would depend on what you consider ‘under control’ to be in this case…” His fingers folded at his chest, eyes widening in realization. “I don’t believe we’ve gotten your name yet. A bit rude, I’d think, given the fact that we’ve already introduced ourselves.”

Lips curled. “It’s quite surprising, actually. I would have expected better manners from someone so...mature.” The words were left hanging in the air, the implication in them thick, but Gale did not pursue the topic further. Instead, he gave a decisive suck of the candy’s stem, gave a pause of thought, then lowered his gaze to lock eyes with the stranger. “Just passing through.” A statement. “Well, if that’s all it is, then I’m sure my friends and I would be more than glad to escort you out.” The word “glad” fell thickly from his tongue, rolling as smoothly as syrup.

As yet another round of footsteps sounded out nearby, the blond glanced up, the picture of innocence.

Although, given the child giving off said effect, it didn’t exactly stand for much. It was the same expression he gave when caught with his new pet of the day, or when trailing several of the group members with his gaze- a little “i wasn’t doing anything” sort of look. Once it had been fully established, he looked from Toby, then Mina, Dawn, and Kayla. The last of the bunch would find herself at the end of a particularly pleasant beaming before Gale turned his attention to the group as a whole.

“Nice to see you all again,” he said. “We’re simply greeting a new friend, that’s all.”

It was the word friend that received special attention this time around.

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#2016-06-27 02:15:46, as written by scoundrelboots

Mina approached with the little party wearing her usual hospitable smile, honey brown eyes giving away little of the survey she was taking of the newcomer: She waited for the moments his gaze was on one or all of the others to take careful inventory of the weight of his pockets and the lay of his clothing.

Not that being armed was exactly a crime in the Wastes.

Moreover, it was good to see that the young Mr. Eden had not been granted the chance to inflict any injury.

“Mornin’,” she responded to the general greetings being exchanged, offering no names just as none were given. “Ain’t a bad day for passing through,” the doctor added, taking the opportunity to glance out past the gates for any further backup or secrets the boy could have been hiding, “Nicer than some we’ve had out this way.”

Her stance was open and relaxed, with her arms at her sides and her weight shifted onto one hip in a relaxed posture. Neither the slow, calm gestures that punctuated her words nor the easy drawl with which she spoke betrayed how acutely aware she was of her own weapon. It was a half-second from her reach, to be precise, with one more second needed to flick the chamber closed and ready the first shot.

“Sorry to say that there ain’t a helluva lot left in here to ‘pass through,’ though. Not that we’d mind escorting you, though. Ain’t any one of us can take a quarrel with someone for being an Asher, and it ain’t a problem to keep some company for a short meeting, Mr….?”

She certainly did not want to escort him through the city, but it beat the alternative of letting him wander past unchecked. Their numbers may have been enough to provide confidence and deter most, but the newcomer seemed unfazed by the small party that had converged.

It was disconcerting at best.

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#2016-07-02 23:22:42, as written by LookingAtPerks

(So, post may need editing later. I wasn't sure who to tag and not tag so I tried to just add anyone who I knew (due to direct conversation) was there)

Jake didn't make any signs or appearances of tensing up, maintaining his calm demeanor. Anyone experienced enough at reading body language might see some hints he was on alert if they looked hard enough, but it might also then surprise them just how much control he had over his body language. That wasn't part of his gift, but something else about his past he tried to put far behind him.

"Hello everyone" he replied. As they spoke, he picked up clues here and there. He couldn't confirm much on any one individual yet, but he got some things already. The first is that they all knew each other, though that was obvious. However, they weren't people with bad intentions most likely. Given he was alone, this boy, Gale, was probably extremely tough and strong, just like Jake, so the fact they had a group here and didn't attack him yet probably meant they didn't mean him harm. They were also intelligent, as he caught one glancing at him through the corner of his eye when ever he looked away, probably accessing weapons. Of course, neither could necessarily be true, cause they could just be suspecting he was a scout for a larger group and didn't make a move yet out of caution. However, they mentioned some small details, including that they were in conflict with a faction recently, as well as an offer of escort. The fact they were open about that, while not revealing too much, made him doubt they suspected he was part of a group, since whether they were weakened or recovering, or at full strength, no one would risk saying that in front of a stranger the suspected of being a part of a large group in case they were hostile and decided to take advantage and attack. Could there simply be details he doesn't have yet, sure, but that was his theory based on information gathered so far.

He went on to answer the other's questions. "Well, mostly passing through, but I will probably pick up any good salvage along the way. Anyways, thanks for the offer, I am sure there is more then enough room for everyone while I am here. Also, have I not yet? Sorry, I guess I got distracted by all the glaring...from the sun, you know?" Jake had meant every glare but the sun, and the others likely knew it. That one girl (Mina) probably already noticed he had some weapons on him from the way she had been looking at him, as well as a variety of other things.

This is probably getting just a little bit silly... "Anyways, my name is Jake. Jake Vale. And I gotta say...." Jake told them calmly, before smiling. "...its bad for your health to be tense when you don't need to be. Right, Gale?"

If this tension went on any further, he might just start being blunt just to relieve it all.

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#2016-07-17 04:51:23, as written by Miss Echo

“Hi, guys.” Arms swaying at her side in a non-threatening manner, Dawn met the eyes of her fellow wanderers with a quiet smile. “It’s good to see that, um. There’s no trouble out here. Like they just said...it’s been a busy week.” She laughed, then, sheepish, before lowering herself some to better meet the stranger’s eyes. One hand rested against her bent knee, while the other remained comfortably in her pocket.

“It is nice to meet you, Jake, but it’s...ah. It’s just kind of hard not to be tense in a time like this, you know?” Her smile widened somewhat, turning into something more open. Welcoming. Even her voice had softened some, taking on the gentler inflections of a person meaning no harm.

As Dawn rose back to her feet, she quickly slipped back into the heads of her companions, fluttering about briefly as she relayed the information stolen from the stranger. Well, it does seem like he’s telling the truth about just wanting to “pass through”, she began. From what I got, I think he’s alone, too- but, well. I was also right about him being like Montana. A rumbling chuckle came through the stream, but was cut short not long after. He figured out that we think he’s alone, or a scout, too. Loaded to the teeth with weapons, and trying to get to…somewhere.

There was a slight lapse in the flow of thought as she tried to pry just a bit further, to scrape a little further into Jake’s mind without alerting the boy, but it took only a few moments before picking up again. That’s all I got so far, she admitted. But he’s being honest, I think.

During her little mental exchange with her party, Dawn had glanced back at the others, as if silently asking for further opinion before turning back to Jake. “A lot of the buildings around here have been picked clean,” she said apologetically, “and, um. You’re welcome to look, but I...I think we’d be all more comfortable if we had someone tag along ‘til you left. Sorry.” She gave a swing of her arms, hands rubbing together when they met. A look of shy guilt.

Of course, the action would be unnecessary in the long run- the intruder had been watched since he had first stepped into Helton’s boundary after all- but Jake most likely didn’t know that. And the less he did, the better, Dawn thought. He had already gathered too much about the group as it was.

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#2016-08-12 00:44:55, as written by FranklyLorelle

“Theyr'e right. You won’t find much,” Toby said. None that didn't belong to the Wanderers, anyway. He might have felt more generous to share if this Jake was desperate, starving, or anything less than confident…bordering arrogant. “And I’m—Toby, by the way,” he added guardedly. But politely. There was no harm in that. But no full names. Not necessary. Besides, there was a moderate possibility of an Ashlander associating a very distinct reputation with ‘the Schippers brothers.’

Toby was about to volunteer to help show Jake around when his pupils constricted. His stomach lurched with vicarious alarm when Larke nearly fell. He felt someone who was afraid, dizzy, nervous, someone airborne. He recognized the person's Gift and emotions like a fingerprint, vaguely yet intimately. Toby pinpointed the memory. He had never met this person, yet he had felt this person’s immense pain, one of the voices in a chorus of screams that had almost broken him. Someone in the fire at Erubesco.

His strange relief that the individual was alive was soon overshadowed. An Erubescan. Since no natural flight Gift appeared in Larke, Toby naturally assumed that the intruder was on some kind of aircraft.

His hand shot to his sidearm and his look at Jake turned to a frown. Toby didn’t trust coincidences. “You sure you’re alone, there, Jake?”
/Dawn?/ he called mentally for confirmation before he said something to alarm the others.

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#2016-08-16 02:59:03, as written by Miss Echo

There were several certainties out in the waste.

There was, for instance, the certainty that the sun would set in the west. There was also a certainty that one needed water, food, and shelter to live, or that it was hot or if it was raining. A mind reader was allowed a few more certainties, however. Like being certain of when your travelling partners were worrying about supplies, or thinking of how easy it could be to slit your throat in your sleep.

Of course, there were many uncertainties to balance the truths out, but Dawn could allow herself to be sure of a few things, like how this child with the mind of a man had come to them alone. The sudden hint of a presence in the horizon, however, made her much more doubtful. Startled, she reached out to try and enter this new stranger’s mind, but it was still too far for her to properly get a read on. Jake’s mind, however, was much closer, and she quickly dove back in, picking at the cluster of thoughts to try and find anything she might have missed.

No, she thought back. It isn’t his partner or anything- I mean, I can’t find anything about a partner coming here with him… Dawn gave another pass of Jake’s mind, brushing through it with a fine toothed comb. I think he has just about as much idea of who this person is as we do. It might just be another stranger, but…

She drew back again, lips pursed in an effort to keep them from drawing into a proper frown. Another stranger just seemed a bit too coincidental, but unless Jake had a mental Gift, there was nothing…

Dawn suddenly paused, stiffening slightly. However, they had, admittedly, been getting an influx of unexpected guests lately. Her own thoughts returned to the train they had been on when the first visitor had arrived, and she cast a wary glance over to Toby.

Coincidences happened, but if Erubesco had been after them for this long, she highly doubted that they would just give up now.

Nevertheless, she quickly expanded the net of her broadcast once again, nestling back into the group’s heads. We have another problem, Dawn began. There’s someone else coming now- in the sky. I checked him, a mental indication towards Jake, again, and he doesn’t have anything about this, but there’s still someone else out there. I can’t get a read on them yet, but I should once they get close enough.

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#2016-08-27 05:11:30, as written by scoundrelboots

Before Mina could make out all that she thought of this Jake character, Dawn was in her head yet again.

With more bad news.

Mina was careful not to let her eyes wander immediately upwards; whether or not the newcomers were in league with one another, it would be easy for Jake to use the confusion caused by an additional variable to make a move. She leaned her chest forward to form an arc in her spine, and moved her left hand to the small of her back as if rubbing out a pinched muscle.

The backs of her fingers brushed over the grip of the pistol at her waist.

“Like the others said,” she stated, a grimacing smile gracing her features as she let her hand rest behind her, “I’m afraid there ain’t much left, save for stiff mattresses and bones.”

Her left hand came up to shield the light from her eyes as she spoke, and she moved with intention to watch the sky, checking the position of the sun, “And I’d say it’s still a mite early in the day for you to be looking for a night’s shelter. So, ain’t a whole lot of much for you here, save for an escort in one end of the premises and out the other.”

In the clouds. On my one. Coming right at us, she warned to the network.

There was the faint shape of a bird just a smudge too big, or perhaps to steady, or maybe even too high to be a bird. It was hard for Mina to take her eyes off of it, but she turned her attention back to Jake before she had lingered long enough to give away the check.

Whatever the thing was, it was moving toward Helton with a very deliberate purpose.

We gotta handle this kid before we’ve got bigger problems. Call the others to handle the flier.

Mina turned her back to Jake (again, against all instinct, and nodded forward for him to follow. “Come on, then. I’m happy to walk you along through. Ain’t got much to offer, neither, but I can fish you some ration packs out of my bag along the way.”

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#2016-09-07 15:27:13, as written by VitaminHeart

Distracted in her progress by the appearance of a lizard, Rei had delayed her attempts to find the others by a few minutes.

She was still kind of hungry after all.

The flicker of a shadow overhead however drew her immediate attention. Possibly she'd just spent too much time hunting animals out in the ruins that her sense of perception had gotten highly attuned to movement, or perhaps it has always been a feature of her ability's strange physiological effects, but she identified something far above that was moving. Something that was alive.

Rei stared at it, limp lizard tail still jutting from the corner of her mouth for some moments, before the mutant snapped it up and sprang off over the rubble to follow the trajectory.

Her hasty course almost caused her to jump down right into the centre of a group of other Helton residents.
The creature hurriedly cut her momentum,skidding in the dust to stand about level with the edge of a group.

"Did you see the big flying thing? It's definitely alive, but it's not moving right for a bird. " she asked, tilting her head upward again.
"Also hi everyone. I guess I slept in as everyone seemed to be out when I got up."

Well, that was technically right, in that her 'sleeping in' was the duration of about three days.
"Also also, who is this guy?" she eyed Jake with some level of wariness.

Whilst Rei would not consider herself a very unwelcoming person, her experiences with strangers entering the area lately had been...less than positive. Most of the people who turned up seemed to make things decidedly worse, and she wasn't exactly liking the odd as they stood.

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