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Pilot Dataslate:
Name: Lucas Eugene Anderson,
Birthplace: Planet Manhattan,
Date of Birth: 10 October 798 (Manhattan, UST Time),
Species: Pure Homo sapien,
Ethnicity: White Libertian,
Blood Type: AB-,
Height: 6ft 3,
Weight: 77.1kg (170 lbs, 12.1 st),
Physical Description: Tall, thin and lightly muscled,
Eye colour: Blue/Grey,
Hair: Light Brown, shortly cut on top with a long fringe,
Outstanding Features: None at present,
Ship Infocard:
Ship: Uber Macht (Rheinland Multirole Fighter),
Equipment: Panzerfraust's, Pikes etc any heavy firing guns.
History:
Anderson joined the Liberty Police Force at the early age of 17. He trained at West Point and became well know for his charming personality and loyalty. He arrested many criminals and became very good at his job and dealing with Liberty's corruption of that time. However at the age of 22 Anderson decided to stop being part of the police force due to increasing pressure of from the Liberty government to work longer hours due to the number of candidates joining the police force declining in recent years. Lucas also had personal reasons for quitting the job the main reason being the need to search for his older brother went missing recently and the fact that the job had become very monotonous.
Anderson is now a Freelancer supporting Freedom, Liberty and Freedom of Speech. Lucas is against corruption and aim is to gain support from others to aid the war against terrorism. Since this incident Anderson has been searching for his bother to no avail, however recently former members of the Navy have begun to release private rumours of his brother's missing identity.
His brother was sent out on a Liberty Navy mission against the Liberty Rogues however in unknown circumstances his older brother went missing, all detail of the mission were deleted from the Liberty Naval Computer System (LNCS). It has come to light that he had been locked up by the Liberty Navy due to his knowledge of the mysterious mission. The current situation is that he has been forgotten about and all facts are vaguely remembered. However this is still very subjective as these facts are all from rumours.
Lucas handed in his notice to the general officer at West Point, the officers were sorry to see him to go. However in the barracks his fellow pilots weren't so sorry (they really were glad he was going as he was a bit of a goody two shoes). Lucas got into his newly bought Uber Macht charged with various powerful weapons ready to find his brother.
Lucas was wearing his usual attire and Synthetic Polymer Jacket with some army trousers which had been woven with Nylon for extra durability. Lucas had no weapons at the moment however he was good at Judo and could cope for the moment without weapons.
Lucas prepared to launch from West Point Military Academy...
Anderson you are cleared for launch...good flying see you around...
Lucas headed for Planet Manhattan. He had kept his access codes from the police as they weren't to be deleted until tomorrow so he still had time to discover some information about his brother before the end of the day. He engaged to dock at Planet Manhattan and docked in an orderly fashion with no problems. After docking he made his way to the LSF Archive Tower to the centre of the city however Manhattan didn't seem right today.
The tower had recently updated their security system and it was now much harder to enter. Lucas decided that it would be best to enter the building in a three piece suit so that he would blend in with the others there; Lucas had changed into his suit whilst on autopilot to Manhattan. Lucas chuckled as he looked at himself in a mirror, this type of approach was sure to get him inside and out without anyone suspecting him as an intruder.
Lucas entered the LSF Archive Tower's main reception, the place was full of smart professionals in suits (his plan had worked however he wasn't away with it yet). He headed towards the main lift however soon became nervous as he saw five guards at each of the lifts on his left. He diverted to use the stairway however one of the guards thought that he looked suspicious and asked him for his ID (which he had), he showed the ID (he had copied from his old police ID card since he had to give the real one in before leaving West Point). The guard acknowledged the card and barely looking at it and let Lucas pass.
"Increased security measures pfft..." mumbled Lucas to himself as he made his way to the stairs.
Lucas jogged up the flight of stairs to the next floor. This floor was full of offices and had once remembered coming here to register for the police, he called for a lift by swiping the faked ID card, entered a PIN and then a thumbprint scan, the codes were due to the fact that all floors over 40 were classified and could only be accessed by lift and known personnel.
Lucas entered the lift and pressed for floor 46, the lifts were old and creaky he wondered how they actually got up one floor never mind the whole 100 of the headquarters building. At floor 3 some professionals got into the lift, however they didn't ask who he was; even though they didn't know him. They looked a bit strange robotic clone like since they were all dressed in the same suits (like Lucas) however all had the same hairstyle (black hair with gel combed backwards) which Lucas didn't have.
The lift arrived at floor 46 and the doors sprung open creaking as they slid over a crumbling floor. Lucas noted down the lift number and headed for the computer database further towards the end of the long corridor which ran for it seemed like miles. The corridor was full of mementos of the past Liberty era from Earth, the old creaky floorboards were ridden with woodworm and the dust seemed to dim the light in the corridor making a haze as you looked forward in front of you. Lucas had to scan his card and iris before being allowed into the computer database. There was no one inside the room, all the computers were off and covered in a layer of thick dust.
"Someone needs to hire a cleaner" muttered Lucas to himself as his slid towards a computer "with a chair". The computer was ancient, Lucas pressed the one button and the computer booted up with a loud beep and a few grunts as the drives switched on. The tile page opened up and the enter information/password options were available.
Enter Password:
*******
>OK
Enter User ID:
*************
>>OK
Scan ID please....
scanning...authorising.....
>>>Access Granted
*******ACCESSING LIBERTY FACTIONS DATABASE******
Luke began to enter the information in which he wanted to search for unsure of what he might find...
Enter topic...
Name search
Enter Surname.....
Anderson
***PENDING***
2 Results found....
#1, Anderson, Lucas Eugene (former member of Liberty Police 815-820 (Manhattan Time))
#2, Anderson, Vern Dennis (unknown).
***ACCESSING FILE (Anderson, Lucas)***
***Access Granted***
Description of Anderson, Lucas Eugene:
Name: Lucas Eugene Anderson,
Birthplace: Planet Manhattan,
Date of Birth: 10 October 798 (Manhattan Time),
Species: Pure Homo sapien,
Ethnicity: White Libertian,
Blood Type: AB-,
Height: 6ft 3,
Weight: 77.1kg (170 lbs, 12.1 st),
Physical Description: Tall, thin and lightly muscled,
Eye colour: Blue/Grey,
Hair: Light Brown, shortly cut on top with a long fringe,
Outstanding Features: None,
Faction: , Liberty Freelancer Pilot.
Notes: , now a Freelancer in Liberty which could be a threat.
Strangely Lucas had been put under THREAT however he dismissed this and went to search for Vern his bothers data files...
***ACCESSING FILE (Anderson, Vern)***
****ACCESS DENIED****
>FILE CORRUPT, DELETED OR BLOCKED
>>COMPUTER ACCESS BLOCKED BY REMOTE USER...
Luke was alarmed of this and quickly entered his Police Officer admin code...
***PENDING***
CONNECTION TO DATABASE ALLOWED BUT RESTICTED BY REMOTE USER
Lucas really needed a copy of the data so he tried again knowing that time was of the essence and that a guard could enter the room at any second...
***RE-ACCESSING FILE (Anderson, Vern)***
****ACCESS DENIED****
However Lucas noticed an admin link at the bottom of the page. Lucas then clicked on the link...
Enter Admin Code
***PENDING***
***ACCESS GRANTED***
Lucas then got out the data slate and entered it into the drive slot.
COMPUTER RECOGNISED THE ATTEMPTED COPY OF PROTECTED DATAPLEASE ENTER ADMINISTRATOR PIN#
***PENDING***
***ACCESS GRANTED***
>Copy data of Anderson, Vern?
>>Yes
***PENDING***
***COPYING DATA TO SLATE v4.023***
***COPYING FINISHED...PLEASE REMOVE DATA SLATE TO FINISH PROCESS***
Lucas now had only a few seconds to quickly erase all his movements throughout the headquarters...
****ACCESSING ADMIN DATABASE, OVERRIDING REMOTE USER****
A list of actions for today appeared listing....
Lift use (#3), time 10:08.........
Access to Computer Database including all necessary checks, time 10:27
>Do you wish to modify these actions??
Yes
***PENDING***
***ACCESS GRANTED***
>>Delete??
Yes
***PENDING***
***DONE***
>>All actions erased
>>>COMPUTER BEING SHUT DOWN BY REMOTE USER...
>>>>SHUTDOWN
Lucas quickly gathered his ID codes, the data slate and ran for the door he decided not to use the lifts as this would mean entering his PIN and codes back onto the records so he used the stairs down to floor 40, he then used the lift down to the ground floor but by sneaking into one whilst a crowd of people were going in.
He then smartly walked out of the lift, nodded to the policeman who asked for his ID earlier nearly bumping into another clone looking professional leaving eventually at 10:45.
Lucas casually walked towards the landing platform leaving the headquarters behind him. His Uber Macht began to appear in the distance and he soon picked up his pace to a slight jog. He entered is Uber Macht and prepared for launch, which meant changing out of the three piece suit which felt somewhat inappropriate. Lucas boosted up the engines and launched with a smooth take off towards the docking ring.
Lucas reached the docking ring and requested to leave.
"This is Lucas Anderson, Freelancer wishing to leave Planet Manhattan, over."
"Request acknowledged, good flying."
As Lucas scanned his cargo, to his shock there was nothing there. He had remembered that his had some diamonds and some beryllium, which he wished to transport to New Berlin, however the cargo had gone. Lucas stopped for a moment and began to retrace his steps. Lucas suspected that the cargo had been thieved at either West Point or Manhattan, but he felt that it would be unlikely that some of the police had stolen his cargo until...
"Anderson this is Police, Invader 1-1, please drop your weapons......you are under arrest for the violation of Liberty Security Code. Anything you say or do may be used against you in the supreme court of Liberty."
Lucas's mind was going crazy as he thought of what the hell this was all about. Maybe they had found out that he had copied the ID card, or maybe it had something to do with Remote User. Lucas didn't have time to think nor did he want to go through an interrogation by the police, who he had just resigned from. Lucas opened fire on the Police Invader 1-1, his newly equipped Panzerfraust's shattered the ship's hull and the ship blew up in seconds.
"Anderson, this is Police, Invader 1-3, you are under arrest please drop your weapons this is a final warning..."
Lucas quickly set a waypoint for New Berlin, he had many friends there and Rheinland had begun to like him after he had helped them weaken the Red Hessian stronghold in that area. His advanced thrusters booted up however he had no shield batteries nor and nanobots which made this a life or death situation. A whole fleet of police and navy cadets were now on his pursuit.
The only way to New Berlin was now to take the trade route to Fort Bush then meet up with the normal route at the Battleship Missouri. However time was of the essence and Lucas had to hurry as all trade routes may be blocked by the police.
Lucas headed for the trade lane and docked smoothly with a few heavy knocks from the heavy fighter naval forces. Lucas knew that there would be many navy ships waiting for him at the Battleship Missouri therefore left the trade lane early and set a waypoint for the second gate of the Battleship Missouri > Texas Gate. Lucas avoided most of the forces and quickly sped across the system to the Texas gate and docked normally (which was odd). He sped through and fortunately there were no forces waiting? His ship hull was running low however his Adv. Champion H.F. Shield was holding the ship together.
His advanced thrusters booted up and he was away to dock to head for Planet Houston, however he couldn't dock anywhere yet as this would give away his location. Lucas inserted a police devised chip into his ships navigation hard drive, which changed his location, name and registration details. Lucas he had accumulated this device from the police during a mission against the Kusari forces.
However this wasn't foolproof as some newer model ships may be able to view the errors, which hadn't been sorted out on this prototype. Lucas passed Planet Houston and headed for Bering.
Bering was a quiet place, Lucas used the Tanner asteroid belt as a cover and made it for the Bering > Hamburg gate.
Lucas docked at Hamburg early on that afternoon at 13:32. New Berlin was a footstep away and with his new identity he quickly sped through the trade lanes and gates arriving early than scheduled at 14:02.
Lucas quickly docked and made essential repairs to his ships, hull and wings. He met up with a fellow Aunt Paula Braun on planet New Berlin she gave him a hearty meal and a bed to sleep in.
Aunt Paula Braun shrieked "Wake Up!!!" Lucas was startled and quickly came to attention. Aunt Paula Braun's house was run like clockwork after being in the army and serving 10 years as a Sergeant she knew how to boss people around.
The house was spotless there wasn't a single dust particle nor any dirt in sight. Lucas looked around and saw another many medals and trophies from her youth; she enjoyed playing sports and was an excellent sportswoman. The room was decorated to a high standard with a modern white painted walls and white melamine cupboards the place seemed like a hospital more than a home there were hardly any soft furnishings and the place seemed cold and harsh.
Aunt Paula Braun gave Lucas a new set of attire a white shirt and some old trousers, which didn't exactly fit. Lucas made his way to the kitchen where there was a huge breakfast ready for him to eat strangely it was an English Breakfast, Aunt Paula Braun had been somewhat and expert in making a full English since her time in the army meant spending a lot of time on Planet New London.
After the huge breakfast the trousers seemed to fit Lucas much better he had to loosen the belt which was a first for him. The grease ridden breakfast had given him long awaited homely/loved feeling since his mother and father had long since moved away to the Kusari system and contacts had been lost.
Lucas thanked Aunt Paula. She seemed to have really glad that Lucas had come to stay so glad that they made arrangements to see each other again, which Lucas intended to keep as he had lost contact with Paula and didn't want to loose the only family he had at the moment.
Lucas left the house and made his way towards the landing platform across the road from Aunt Paula's house. The road was very busy; people were rushing, bumping into each other.
Lucas arrived at his glistening Uber Macht and was just about to get in when there was a "scream", Lucas quickly turned his head an old lady had just gotten her bag thieved. Lucas looked around quickly and saw a man dressed in black running away with the lady's bag. Lucas sharply ran for the man and within no time Lucas had caught up with the man. Lucas rugby tackled the thief. The thief fell to the floor bashing his face on the kerb with a bump. The thieves nose began to bleed and the thief began to retaliate.
"You ain't gonna get away with that punk!!" yelled the thief as he wiped the blood from his face.
The thief seemed some what recognisable, however there was a huge burn mark across his face which made it impossible for Lucas to recall the persons face and name. The thief lunged for Lucas with a Judo style flat kick however Lucas had been taught Judo from and early age with his brother many years ago so simply grabbed his leg and pulled the thief. The thief fell over, by this point all the people in the street were laughing and joking at the thief.
The thief began to get really angry and dived for Lucas knocking him over onto the kerb. The thief then began violently punching Lucas's face the thief was much more muscular than Lucas and each punch seemed like a block of lead hitting his face.
However Lucas was much more agile than the thief. Lucas kicked the thief off him and stood up. The fury within the thief's eyes was adamant, Lucas then quickly jabbed the thief and did two uppercuts one left one right which winded the thief and pushed him onto the bonnet of a nearby car. Lucas then went in to a rage and started furiously punching the thiefs face. It was unlike Lucas to become so angry however it seemed like him and the thief had unfinished business and Lucas couldn't control himself.
Lucas kept punching more and more 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...by this point the thief was unconscious until and man came and pulled Lucas off the thief. Lucas wiped a blot of blood of his face and spat on the floor...
The man said"What's up with you? You need to learn to control you're temper you could seriously hurt someone!!"
Lucas felt good after beating the thief up, the adrenaline rush had given him boost in energy. Lucas seemed to have been taking his anger of the Liberty scandal out on the thief. However this was very unusual for him as he had never let his anger slip to that stage.
Lucas went back to the old lady and gave her bag back to her; however he began to feel guiltier as he saw children passing and OAP's saddened at his behaviour.
As he walked back to his Uber Macht the police came and took away the thief, one man said "you're lucky you weren't arrested for assault!"
Lucas entered the cockpit of his Uber Macht and got changed out of the now blood stained clothes Aunt Paula had given him and changed back into his usual attire of a Synthetic Polymer jacket with some army trousers which had been woven with Nylon for extra durability.
Lucas sat down in the cockpit and prepared for launch, with a guilty feeling on his mind...
Lucas started up the Advanced thrusters he set co-ordinates for planet Hamburg and was planning to buy a flat there so that he could lay low whilst the Liberty government were looking for him.
Hamburg wasn't too far away from New Berlin the main trading route, so Lucas thought that transporting goods to Bretonia for a while from there would achieve a reasonable income. Lucas made his way for the docking ring to leave New Berlin.
"Guten Morgen"
"Hello, this is Anderson, Lucas requesting to leave New Berlin."
"Das ist O.K, das Ihnen erlaubt werden, New Berlin zu verlassen. Aufwiedersen"
Lucas set his Uber Macht into autopilot. Lucas was looking forward to having his own place to live and place to call his own. Lucas had never really had a home, however his salary from the Police had accumulated a hefty sum which he would be able to put down as a deposit on a flat. Lucas also began to think that he was defenceless as he was unarmed making him an easy target for the Liberty police as the Liberty Navy was now searching for him, he planned to buy some weapons on Hamburg whilst he makes a search for a flat there.
Lucas had begun to have a migraine, which had been pestering him for a few days now; before leaving the Police caught an illness which made him bedridden for almost a week with huge migraines one of the cadets said he had had a convulsion due to a very high temperature. The police had kept him well whilst he was ill; they had been almost like family giving him drugs and food whilst keeping Fort Bush running like clockwork. However the migraines which he had suffered from had never seemed to ease since, in fact they had begun to get worse. Lucas reached for the aspirin, which he had been taking almost 24-7 since the illness but today seemed to have been worse for the migraines.
His head felt like it was going to explode. As he reached for the aspirin he collapsed knocking the aspirin onto the floor. Lucas began to cringe with pain as his muscles began to seize up, his eyes rolled into the back of his eyes. He curled up into a ball and began to shake violently shouting and moaning. Lucas began to stabilise, however he couldnt move very well, Lucas crawled toward the aspirin on the floor he squeezed the box uncontrollably and eventually ripped the box revealing the foil encased tablets which he began to bash, as all delicate movement with his hands was impossible as they were shaking uncontrollably, Lucas eventually popped two tablets out of the foil and sucked them off the floor.
Lucas swallowed however this took a lot of effort, at this point Lucas passed out...
Lucas regained consciousness; he had boils on his all over his body, small ones and large ones all over. Lucas was in severe pain and was shocked at all the puss filled boils all red and sore. Lucas crawled along the floor rolling down towards the cockpit.
Lucas knocked over a shelf this fell onto him popping one of the boils, Lucas cried with pain as the white, creamy puss seeped out slowly, dripping onto the steel floor of the ship. The pain intensified as dirt from the deck filled up the popped boil as Lucas tried to make his way to the controls.
Lucas limped onto the ship's controls desperate to call for help he was just about to press the intercom button when, he accidentally ripped a wire underneath the circuit board near to the Uber Machts main computer.
The electric wire shot out a huge spark this lit Lucas's clothes. The spark easily lit the Polyester fabric of the attire which he was wearing and the partly Nylon trousers lit as soon as the flame touched them.
The fire began to crawl up his body like an evil spider lurching for his neck. The fabrics were making it much easier for the fire to move up his body. The fire had engulfed his body in no time and the tight combat jacket Lucas was wearing was too tight to get out of and began to melt like plastic bubbling and hissing as it stuck to his skin. The fire intensified and the polyester clothing burned intensely and was causing severe burns to his legs and chest.
"Beep.....Fire Code 1....Beep....Computer starting fire extinguishing system"
"Attempting to extinguish the fire"
(The sprinklers and fire extinguishing procedures started, this resulted in the computer reducing the Oxygen level within the ships cockpit to douse the fire and stop it from spreading this caused Lucas to gasp for breath as the Oxygen was pumped out of the ship into space.)
"Reducing Oxygen level......"
"......Normal Oxygen Level Reduced from 50% to 30% for fire regulation"
The ship began to spiral out of control. The wire in which Lucas had broke was the automatic pilot causing all of the automatic controls of the ship to malfunction. The ship began to spin rapidly the whole ship was doing somersaults throwing the still in flame Lucas around the cockpit like a ball bashing him around.
The fire sprinklers and the reduction in Oxygen put Lucas out eventually. Most of the clothes Lucas was wearing were man-made synthetic polymers such as Nylon, Polyester with very little cotton. The synthetic polymers had burnt onto his skin sticking to him like a black tar, the black fumes which they had given off were extremely poisonous the smoke still emitting began to waft around his face and neck like a hand of death as it was chocking Lucas of what little air he had left.
The ship began to enter the atmosphere of a planet which Lucas couldn't recognise.
"Warning...Entering atmosphere"
The body of singed hair and skin crawled into the emergency escape pod slowly and pressed the eject button, leaving the Uber Macht which crashed into the unknown planet's atmosphere. Lucas looked up into space through the window and fainted with pain within the escape pod and lay there drifting through space...
Lucas woke up to a terrible pain lancing throughout his body. The pain bit him like a viper as he slowly regained consciousness. Lucas moaned as he tried to shift his bodyweight, but flopped back onto the deck. He weakly turned his head to the right and looked out of the escape pod window; he was no longer in space. He rolled his head back, thinking frantically. He must have been picked up by someone.
Lucas couldn't tell what type of ship it was that had rescued him; however he could see large stacks of crates and canisters through the small window. He strained his eyes to see the markings written on the nearest crate and made out the words...
Highly perishable and Planet Manhattan...
Lucas felt the cold grasp of unconsciousness overtake his senses once more and he let himself drop into the dark, cancelling out his excruciating pain.
Lucas awoke some time later to the feeling of movement beneath him. It took him a while to realise that his escape pod was being transported by something. Looking out of the window of the pod, he saw a dark sky patched with clouds, rain pouring down the glass. He assumed that his pod was now on the back of some sort of transporter. Unsure of his destination, or even his immediate future, Lucas fell back into a half sleep, trying to block out the pain.
When Lucas awoke for the third time, he immediately saw he was surrounded by three men, each wearing protective gas suits. He was being sped along a corridor on what he presumed was an operating table. The lights sped by overhead, making his mind ache. The three men were glaring down at Lucas through their gas masks, Lucas passed out for the fourth time...
"Hello, can you hear me?" A voice asked in his mind
Lucas found himself nodding to the voice as he had no energy to speak. The voice began to talk...
"Hello, I'm Aloyseus, Aloyseus Black"
Lucas nodded and grunted. Things began to swim into place. The voice was coming from another suited figure standing down by Lucass feet at the foot of the bed. They were still now, and seemed to be in an operating room of some sort. Lucas saw the insignia on the mans suit and groaned; it showed the logo of the LSF.
"Im a Federal Agent, I was sent to tail you and bring you back here, but I didnt expect to do it so easily. Do you have any idea of what did this to you?
Lucas shook his head weakly, looking at the LSF Operative. The man seemed to ponder for a moment...
The DWB Doctor here says youve been infected by a chemical toxin created in one of Emperor Krazier's plants, it is however curable. Black grinned evilly.
Only a minor technicality, soon youll be standing trial for your actions of piracy Mr. Anderson said Black in an almost proud tone since he had now retrieved Lucas for his trial.
Lucas let his head swim back into unconsciousness and passed out for the fifth time that day...
Lucas awoke with the bright hospital lights shining in his eyes. Lucas was still in pain even though many of his nerve endings on his skin had been burnt by the chemical toxin and the fire. Lucas looked over and picked up his medical report card...
Name: Lucas Eugene Anderson,
Birthplace: Planet Manhattan,
Date of Birth: 10 October 798 (Manhattan Time),
Ethnicity: White Libertian, Human,
Blood Type: AB-
Lucas has been infected by a gas canister containing one of Emperor Kraziers toxins; one of Kraziers followers (a terrorist armed with a canister of a corrosive airborne toxin) presumably panicked because he hasnt heard word from his leader and fears the worst so, to get rid of the evidence, dumped the canister in Andersons Uber Macht's air conditioning system.
Therefore when Anderson boarded his ship, he breathed in the gas, resulting in a migraine causing him to pass out. The toxin then began to eat away at the skin; causing pre-fire second degree burns to the skin.
However Anderson managed to set himself on fire this caused an increase in the toxins capability and the already damaged epidermis of the skin easily allowed the skin to develop fourth degree burns to his bones.
"His ship, after drifting uncontrolled for a while, drops into the atmosphere of Potsdam, New Berlins moon and burns up." quoted from Aloyseus Black.
However fortunately, Lucas bailed out before hand and later gets picked up by the Federal Agent after him sent by the LSF Aloyseus Black.
Health:- Scaring if modern re-generative surgery isn't carried out,
- X-rays have shown that no brain damage has occurred from the toxin exposure, although the toxin has caused severe inflammation of the brain and blackouts,
- Organs have been damaged (especially Liver and Kidneys) from trying to purify the toxin and Lungs due to the gas being breathed in causing alveolus damage
Signed
Dr Mike Johnson.
Enter of outside character [FF]Marcus "Scarecrow" Scarman of the "Freedom Fighters". Posts as from this point are in colaboration with the user "Marcus.Scarman". Storyline of other ongoing posts from Marcus.Scarman within this forum are complex and carry on from a point much further along in the timeline although we are slowly catching up with these stories/RP. At current Lucas is not part of the Freedom Fighters and Marcus and Lucas have still yet to meet. Some sort of linking topic will be posted soon to link all loose ends of both characters stories among other introductions to the cast. Hope you enjoy the read.
Marcus Scarman sat up in his hospital bed, drinking a hot cup of Cappuccino; his favourite warm drink. He always found it refreshing for when he first woke, revitalising him and waking him up fully. Tomoko Yamaguchi had bid him good night yesterday, after much protest, and gone home to get some proper sleep. Marcus had been in this state for almost two weeks now. It was near on a month since the battle of Dublin and his unfortunate incident with the Sarin Gas grenade and the SENTOX canister in the Chemical Weapons Plant on New London.
Marcus had more or less made a full recovery now, the majority of the offending toxins forced out of his blood stream. He still felt a little weak, but he assumed that that was due to the fact that he had been in a hospital bed for nearing a whole month of his life. He desperately needed a walk.
His nurse entered the room, pulling back the curtains and allowing the artificial lighting from the ward outside to flood into Marcuss living space. She was quite short and rotund, her always seemingly greasy brown hair tied back in a bun. She wore the regular white nurses dress and a hat bearing a red cross. She carried a battered looking clipboard in her left hand and had a pen pressed behind her ear.
Good morning Marcus she said cheerfully How are we today? She was a lively young medical graduate from The University of Los Angeles, working as a nurse temporarily whilst she got a decent foothold in society before aiming higher.
Morning Sarah, sleep well? Marcus replied, cupping his Cappuccino in his hands to warm them.
Yeah, not so bad really. I cant stay long; Ive just come to check on you.
To be honest I could do with a walk, I need to stretch my legs.
Ok, Ill have some clothes sent to you She walked around the bed and leaned over to check Marcuss record sheet at the head of the bed. Marcus caught a glimpse of the content of the clipboard in her hand. One of the names listed under A caught his attention.
Wait a second. He said, stopping her as she took the record sheet from the bed and rested it on her clipboard. Mind if I just have a quick look at that?
What this? she indicated the clipboard.
Yeah, just the top sheet.
Sure. She unclipped the sheet from the clipboard and handed it over to Marcus before placing his sheet on the board and removing the pen from behind her ear.
How are we this morning? No headaches, stomach pains? Aching of the joints?
No, none Marcus answered as he scanned the list of names. He found what he was looking for. Anderson, Lucas Eugene
The name Anderson rang a bell in the back of his mind, possibly of someone he had worked with in the past.
Sarah, whos this? He pointed out Andersons name.
Oh, a Freelancer, came in last night with pretty nasty bodily burns, apparently hes come with an LSF Agent. I dont know the story, only that he was brought in during the storm last night.
Where is he? Marcus asked, returning the sheet to her.
Intensive care, they stitched him up all right and hes on a life support machine now, pending skin restoration.
Charming Marcus returned to his Cappuccino. Would it be all right if I paid this guy a visit? I have a hunch.
I dont see why not she shrugged He was heavily sedated though, he might be a bit groggy.
Doesnt matter, I need the walk. If hes not up to having a chat I can always go back later. Sarah nodded and returned to her clipboard, ticking off things Marcus could not see. After a couple of minutes she smiled and replaced the record sheet.
Ill be going then, get well soon.
See you later.
The nurse left the room, pulling the curtains across allowing Marcus some privacy. Fifteen minutes later a man with a trolley slid back the curtain and entered the room.
You requested some clothing?
Marcus placed his empty cup on the bed side table and nodded.
Yes please, just something simple will do, its not like Im out to impress."