*****Background Check*****
Axel took a few tactical steps back. He kept his buster trained on the younger reploid. Axel did this out of precaution. The experianced soldier of fortune knew that this reploid, Cylecks, had just given Sarge a rude awakening. The were both unarmored at the point, which had just occured. Still though, Axel wasn't the type to let his gaurd down. After he was ten feet or so away he spoke. All right stand up..."
Cylecks brought himself to his feet. He still faced the wall. He put his left hand on the wall military fashioned. After he put his shades on his forehead he did the same with his right. The file Axel skinned in his HUD was accurate.
Axel watched the ex-RSU remain perfectly still. He scanned
the rest of the file to review later and send a small note to get all available info on this possible new freelancer. The "known deserted" worried him slightly. Did it mean he deserted a field opt, or did he get abandoned by Repliforce?
"Why are you here...and don't give me that life of excitement line. I want a thorough explanation of this info in your file. More specificly regaurding the Repliforce."
"Well, it's more like I have a debt to pay here", Cylecks stated and remained still.
"You on some kind of personal job here?", Axel questioned. he rechecked his aim with his buster. He was half expecting some confession, or at least an attack. however as Axel knew, things were never that simple.
"I reported irregular activity within Repliforce for a year before The Coup..." both Axel and Cylecks mentally had flashbacks of the incedent,"...I refused to leave off for the ideal of a Reploid Utopia. So the Irregulars within Repliforce scrapped me. I lived, so they tried to deal with me. I would have died, but a interesting group unwittingly came to my aid. They were merc...wearing the FR insignia. Well I knew my future in Repliforce was over. I have no desire to be a securitygaurd. Reploids aren't allowed in the human militaries. So here I am. that's about it. For a more indepth view access my memory."
Axel looked at the reploid. He seemed on the level, but he would not let himself fall for any ploys. Later he would verify Cyleck's testimony. "Since you don't seem to play well with other militant types, I'll see you though your testing. You're ex-RSU Cylecks?"
"With an emphasis on the EX..."
"Good then you won't need weapons and combat programming. Where's your gear?"
"I've got a recall system. However, it was jammed by the receptionist."
"Standard procedure I'll unlock it at the right time then. For now you are going to stay here will I run some final checks. You try anything and you'll regret this chance I'm giving you", Axel warned as he placed a moniyoring device on one of the waiting couches. He straffed out. Cylecks didn't move.
After veteran freelancer left Cylecks turned and leaned against the wall. All he could do was hurry up and wait. He whistled an oddly familiar, but haunting western tune.
Axel walked to the training room and prepared a Sim.
"New custom program registration", the computer asked.
"Call it Playground"
"User name?"
"Guest User"
"Program will run upon Guest entry", Axel set the room and locked it from any of the others entering. He wanted to see what the new repliforce model was capable of. Just incase he hadn't been straight forward.
Axel took a few tactical steps back. He kept his buster trained on the younger reploid. Axel did this out of precaution. The experianced soldier of fortune knew that this reploid, Cylecks, had just given Sarge a rude awakening. The were both unarmored at the point, which had just occured. Still though, Axel wasn't the type to let his gaurd down. After he was ten feet or so away he spoke. All right stand up..."
Cylecks brought himself to his feet. He still faced the wall. He put his left hand on the wall military fashioned. After he put his shades on his forehead he did the same with his right. The file Axel skinned in his HUD was accurate.
Axel watched the ex-RSU remain perfectly still. He scanned
the rest of the file to review later and send a small note to get all available info on this possible new freelancer. The "known deserted" worried him slightly. Did it mean he deserted a field opt, or did he get abandoned by Repliforce?
"Why are you here...and don't give me that life of excitement line. I want a thorough explanation of this info in your file. More specificly regaurding the Repliforce."
"Well, it's more like I have a debt to pay here", Cylecks stated and remained still.
"You on some kind of personal job here?", Axel questioned. he rechecked his aim with his buster. He was half expecting some confession, or at least an attack. however as Axel knew, things were never that simple.
"I reported irregular activity within Repliforce for a year before The Coup..." both Axel and Cylecks mentally had flashbacks of the incedent,"...I refused to leave off for the ideal of a Reploid Utopia. So the Irregulars within Repliforce scrapped me. I lived, so they tried to deal with me. I would have died, but a interesting group unwittingly came to my aid. They were merc...wearing the FR insignia. Well I knew my future in Repliforce was over. I have no desire to be a securitygaurd. Reploids aren't allowed in the human militaries. So here I am. that's about it. For a more indepth view access my memory."
Axel looked at the reploid. He seemed on the level, but he would not let himself fall for any ploys. Later he would verify Cyleck's testimony. "Since you don't seem to play well with other militant types, I'll see you though your testing. You're ex-RSU Cylecks?"
"With an emphasis on the EX..."
"Good then you won't need weapons and combat programming. Where's your gear?"
"I've got a recall system. However, it was jammed by the receptionist."
"Standard procedure I'll unlock it at the right time then. For now you are going to stay here will I run some final checks. You try anything and you'll regret this chance I'm giving you", Axel warned as he placed a moniyoring device on one of the waiting couches. He straffed out. Cylecks didn't move.
After veteran freelancer left Cylecks turned and leaned against the wall. All he could do was hurry up and wait. He whistled an oddly familiar, but haunting western tune.
Axel walked to the training room and prepared a Sim.
"New custom program registration", the computer asked.
"Call it Playground"
"User name?"
"Guest User"
"Program will run upon Guest entry", Axel set the room and locked it from any of the others entering. He wanted to see what the new repliforce model was capable of. Just incase he hadn't been straight forward.