Many people think New Vegas is a safe haven...they are wrong. New Vegas is one of the biggest settlements in Nevada, it is encircled by a large wall defended by the New California Republic and it's own Police Bots. The Legion occasionally attacks but they always get forced back by the combined forces, however just behind New Vegas is Freeside the slums of New Vegas. However that's one of the ways in New Vegas, the NCR take a train into Vegans from their Camp near New Vegas.
Traxton roamed new Vegas, having had the money to get a ticket into the city. He looked around at the multiple structures. He didn't plan to lose any bottlecaps and kept out of the casinos, which made up most of the surroundings.
A hooker working for Gomorrah approached Traxton she circled then said "Hey big boy..it looks like you could use some fun.." she grabbed his tie and pulled him closer as she danced on him. Multiple drunken soldiers approached Gomorrah with pockets full of caps and NCR dollars. The hooker slid down and started to dance on Traxton's groin, another hooker joined in and forcefully kissed him.
Traxton pushed the two off. "No thanks ladies, just here to be by myself, without the threat of being attacked by raiders. Or Or Caesar's Legion, or Death claws."Traxton said, walking away from the two girls.
An NCR Veteran Ranger bumped into Traxton by accident but said no word and just stared at the man through the blood red lenses of the gasmask. His Ranger Sequoia on his side, on a sling was an custom Anti-Materiel Rifle. He kept standing there..staring at Traxton with the most intimidating stares of all time..especially with a Veteran Ranger.
"Oh, sorry sir. Wasn't paying attention to where I was going, didn't think I'd bump into anyone who wasn't drunk or something."Traxton said calmly. "My name's Traxton, may I ask yours?"He asked.
The Veteran Ranger just stood there, his hand on the Sequoia in his holster. His other hand tightened into a fist and then he turned to see several NCR soldiers running to defend the wall against the largest Legion attack yet..five hundred men..fifty Centurions and maybe more unknown soldiers. Now all you could hear was agonising pain and screams of men dying, the Veteran Ranger drew his Sequoia and ran towards a dead Ranger. He took his ammo and began running into the fray, the Legion had blew a large hole in the wall which was now flooded with blood, limbs and bodies of both sides. Clint fired three times and took aim at an charging Vex.
OOC: 1-He misses
2-The bullet grazes the Vex
3- He hits the Vex in the chest
4- He shoots him in the head
OOC: 1-He misses
2-The bullet grazes the Vex
3- He hits the Vex in the chest
4- He shoots him in the head
rolled 1d4 and got 1
Traxton got out his pistol, a laser pistol specifically, and followed after the ranger. He saw the charging Vex and fired at it when the Ranger's shot missed.
Clint then turned towards Traxton and nodded. He then fired at two more cannon fodders, he hit one in the skull after he was out of ammo. Clint began reloading and then fired twice at an Centurion charging him. One round hit the chestplate and the other hit his lower jaw, the bullet went through his mouth and out of his throat leaving blood all over Clint. The attack was soon being pushed but they began throwing dynamite trying to level the fields, Clint then took his Anti-Material Rifle and fired. He looked for another target and saw an Legate he had never seen before, he took aim and fired hitting the Praetorion guards around him.
Traxton continued shooting into the mass of legionaires, not letting up and stopping only to reload.