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Re: Mercenaries: Dark Void

Martin 'Kaiser' Vilhelmus
Age: 44
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Quartermaster = 350C
Heavy Power Armour = 4000C (military grade)
Portable Laser Cannon = 2800 C (military grade)
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Field Medpack - 200 C
=9000C

Carl 'Nails' Ross
Age: 32
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Engineer = 450C
Heavy Power Armour = 4000C (military grade)
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip=200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Portable Laser Cannon = 2800C (military grade)
Advanced Tool Kit - 800C (average)
Advanced Explosive Kit – 1000C (average)
Explosives Defusal Kit - 1000C (average)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
=12500C

Jack 'Junior' Reims
Age: 19
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Technician = 550C
Light power armour = 2000C (military grade)
EAC Rifle =1600C (military grade)
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Civilian Laptop - 2400 C (average)
Multi-Purpose Drone - 1000C
Yakachi Coms Disruptor Unit - 1000C (average)
Wymen Advanced Sensor Unit - 800C
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Mobile Interface Bug - 400 C
=9200C

Jonathan 'Merlin' Bussock
Age: 34
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Medic = 400C
Light power armour = 2000C (military grade)
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Dual Heavy Pistols - 600 C (mil grade)
Basic Surgeon's Tools - 400 C
Advanced Surgeon's Tools - 2400 C
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Medicinal Drugs Unit - 1600 C
=10850C

Jacob 'Silent Shark' Montgomery
Age: 27
Ex-Professional Soldier – 1000C - Skirmisher = 200C
Field Bike = 1200C
Blend Armour = 2000C (average)
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
'Foxhunter' Rifle = 2000C (military grade)
Field Bike – Blend Generator = 6000
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Strobe Beacons - 200 C
Field Medpack - 200 C
=13350C

Nathan 'Inspector' Levi
Age: 30
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Signaller = 300C
Wymen Encryptor Device = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Heavy Power Armour= 4000C (mil grade)
EAC rifle = 1600C (mil grade)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
PT Receiver - 400 C
Yakachi Advanced Coms Satchel - 600 C
=8550C

Paul 'Hamster' Faïus
Age: 22
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Marine = 400C
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Heavy Power Armour = 4000C (mil grade)
Portable Laser Cannon = 2800C (mil grade)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Grenades - 50 C
Field Medpack - 200 C
=8850C

Lars 'Kitten' Henriksen
Age: 23
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Marine = 400C
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Heavy Power Armour = 4000C (mil grade)
Portable Laser Cannon = 2800C (mil grade)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Grenades - 50 C
Field Medpack - 200 C
=8850C

Jason 'Puppy' Soper
Age: 22
Ex-Professional Soldier = 1000C
Marine = 400C
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Heavy Power Armour = 4000C (mil grade)
Portable Laser Cannon = 2800C (mil grade)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Grenades - 50 C
Field Medpack - 200 C
=8850C

Marcus 'Boss' Waring
Age: 37
Player Character – No Cost
EAC rifle = 3200C (mastercraft)
Personal Communicator + Encryptor Chip = 200C
Thermal Indicator = 400C (average)
Scope = 100C (average)
Laser Sight = 200C (average)
Muzzle Suppressor = 250C (average)
Heavy power armour = 4000C (military grade)
Personal Transceiver - 50 C
Grenades x12 – 200C
Field Medpack - 200 C
=8800C

=98800 Credits

backstory
Warren Waring stood silently in front of the tribunal. For the first time in his life, he was uncertain. He felt...fear. The man atop the platform was speaking, but nothing was getting through. Warren could feel the goosebumps across his body, the coldness. He felt his eyes dilate as the man stopped talking and sat down. He cleared his throat, and Warren was brought to attention, just briefly.

"Lieutenant Waring, in lieu of your actions on the night of Earth Calendar Date October 25th, you may consider yourself lucky to be facing a private trial. Regardless of the circumstances you may claim, raping a minor is never, EVER acceptable. Consider yourself lucky the girl's family did not press charges. Starting tomorrow, you will begin your twenty years in the tungsten mines. No chance of parole until fifteen years, sentence extendable by prisons board for up to an additional ten years. Don't try to escape, you've been tagged and your name is known across the planet. May God have no mercy on your souls. Court dismissed."

As Warren stumbled from the courtroom in despair, Michael 'Mouse' Stevens tapped him on the shoulder.

"Warren-"

Mouse sighed.

"Warren....two packages you HAVE to have. Don't look at me like that, you know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't important. The first one is from your mother. The second is .....from Lucy...."

Warren grabbed the letters. He opened the first one. Halfway through, he stopped and lowered the letter. He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at Mouse.

"It's my uncle..."

"Marcus?"

"Yeah. He...he was.....damnit. Mouse, there was a raid on Heor, he was massacred along with the rest of his division. Corps got there too late. God damn it, they always get there too late...."

He broke off. Mouse looked at him, sadly.

"Warren, I...I know what he meant to you. I...I'm sorry, if-"

"Save your pity. I'm facing the mines. The god damned mines. Who the hell is going to look after my mother here? Rodriguez? Once he hears about me, that....that....screw it, that god damned gigolo...he'll be gone and my ma'll be on her own.."

Warren looked at the paper, willing it to go away, willing his mothers handwriting was regular, wishing there were no tear smudges on the page that no amount of her care could conceal. And then he looked again.

"He...oh God. Jesus damn. He left me his...he left me the money from his house. Two hundred thousand credits. The card's in here-"

He broke off once more.

"God damn it. Damn it all. Why now? When my mother finds out what I've done...when...oh god..."

He pulled the card from the envelope, shoved it into his pocket and tore up the letter. He looked at Mouse through bleary eyes.

"You got Lucy's package?"

"Sure. Here."

Inside was a small metal sphere and a letter:

Dear Warren, hoping this finds you. My parents will only support me so far, this was all my own doing. Love you always. Lucy. -x-

"What's she....what's she doing..." croaked Warren hoarsely. Mouse stared at him. He pulled the metal sphere from Warren's hand, pressed a button, and passed it back.

"Hold it to your arm. Quickly! It's a detagger, how she got one of these aged 15 with no credentials and no weapon I don't know..."

Warren started. He knew what Mouse meant. He pressed the device against his flesh and felt it warm up.

"I don't deserve her...."

"Sure as hell you don't. Look, take the money and run. Make your escape. Disappear. Vamos.I'll talk to Lucy-"

Warren handed him the card.

"Give 30k to Lucy and 70k to my mother. Put the last hundred k in my account. I won't forget this. I..."

"I know. Now leave!"

And with that Warren Waring disappeared.

-Fifteen years later-

Captain Michael 'Mouse' Stevens looked across the room at his captive.

"Marcus Waring. How's life treating you, Warren?"

"Believe me, Mouse, a whole lot better once my squad turns up. You?"

"Rather well, actually. I'm a captain as of last month."

"Congratulations. Listen, I...."

"Want to cut a deal? No, i know you don't. Look, I...hate it has to come to this every time."

"Oh, believe me, that's mutual. How's....."

Marcus Waring trailed off.

"Lucy's fine. Colonial advisor for tungsten retrieval and storage. Husband, ranch and three kids. Your mom's still holding in there."

"That's great about Lucy. Working the mines, eh? How fitting. Good to hear for my mother. How are Linda and ..Quentin?"

"They're both fine. Quentin starts school next week."

The men looked at each other in reflective silence.

"If you could loosen the cuffs..."

"You know the answer. Look, if-"

And then a wall caved in, and the Domestics appeared through the rubble.

"Alright Boss?"

"Get Merlin in here, tell him to patch this guy up. This is important, damnit! Puppy, get me outta this and find me a gun. I take it you've got my gear?

"Present and correct, Boss. Including your rifle-"


The young marine tossed the weapon to his squad leader as the medic appeared through the door.

"Merlin, fix him."

"Can't, Boss. He's dead."


Marcus Waring, mercenary, swore long and loud at the death of an enemy captain.

"Damnit. This guy...this guy saved my life once. Twice. God. Damn. It. Alright, move out."

And the 5 men disappeared away from the complex and rejoined the squad.

Kaiser was the first to talk.

"You okay, Boss?"

"We killed Mouse."

"I...oh, I'm sorry."


Kaiser had known Boss the longest; he'd been the first man into the squad and one of two to have survived from the beginning (the other being Merlin). Kaiser knew of Mouse. Hamster spoke up.

"Uh, boss....What do we do now?"

"We move out and onwards. Same as ever."


And they did.
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Efficiency, efficiency they say
Get to know the date and tell the time of day
As the crowds begin complaining
How the Beaujolais is raining
Down on darkened meetings on the Champs Élysées

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