Upon the reuniting of Nilus and Payl, they make the decision to move on. Nilus explains he can't stand to lose his last son and his taking them and their robot DeeVee out of Tolkeen. They only make an effort to say good bye to Silvermasque. Nilus offers the big cat a hug, and thanks him repeatedly for saving Payl. He offers Masque a job with him and Payl should he make it out of the war. The three of them take the first commercial transport out of Tolkeen, headed to Lazlo in the morning of the briefing. Carver and Archangel likewise leave Pluto Company behind and move on.

The survivors of Pluto Company are gathered in the barracks at Tolkeen. Behind them are about 150 new additions to the company including Iron Juggernauts, mages, demons, D-Bees, mercenaries and power armours.

Cannon Fodder and Payl have made a full recovery and find places near the rest of 4th platoon to listen to the Major's speach.
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The major stands in front of the entire company and glares at them all with his eye. "I have been proud to serve with you all. There is no better unit in all of Tolkeen than our company, Pluto Company!. We managed to rescue over 2000 people, and brought back information that may have saved thousands more. The psychic resuced from the transport by Lieutenant Tyirrak, Vashti and the late Xion has provided  us with information in regards to a secret facility. This is where we are going next. But first there is going to be more changes to our structure, and ranks.

"McCloud and Vashti have been promoted to the rank of corporal, and Eljin made Sergeant. Van Fanel has also made sergeant, and Karnon and Calliandra are both Corporals. Several members of Madtown and Salvations' population have joined us as well including Sheriff Flat Bullet, Amy Weyland-Yutani, the young Thasha, and Sir Grimathor Thunderhoof and effectively hold the rank of private."

"Most of you have been assigned to third platoon, with a few exceptions. Third Platoon will be:



Squad One                         Squad Two

1st Lieutenant Portia Lynn         1st Lieutenant Dyvalis
Sergeant Braga                     2nd Lieutenant Tyirrak
Sergeant Van Fanel                 2nd Lieutenant Drano Pierce
Corporal Karnon                    Sergeant Eljin
Corporal Calliandra O'Hare         Corporal McCloud
Private Oksana                     Corporal Comartin
Private Thasha                     Corporal Vashti
Sir Thunderhoof                    Private Amy Weyland-Yutani
Severin                            Private Flat Bullet
Burd                               Private Daemonis


Squad Three                       Squad Four

Silvermasque                       Captain Sorkhan Shira
Black Andy                         Sergeant Magnet Man
Lotus                              (several NPCs)
Cannon Fodder
Doc
Feral
Snodgrass
Na-Wa
Photios
Mephisto
Hagriss



The rest have been assigned to the other platoons.
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A horribly disfigured humanoid in a hovering wheelchair, makes his way to the front of the crowd. His head is oversized and carries almost a dozen additional brins, making his head look like a garbage bag fill of hunks of meat that droops over the back of the chair and rests on a shelf that sticks out the back of the chair. His head is pulled back by the weight of his head, and he has trouble speaking.

"I was rescued from the Coalition by Tyirrak, Vashti and Xion. Xion gave his life for me and I am grateful. I am human and I was born with psionic abilities. The Coalition experimented on me in a facility to the west of here. It is a secret facility, and I only know the general location of it, which is underground... so further intelligence will need to be gathered from locals. I will be coming with you to assist when I can."

"Tolkeen has cross-referenced this information with their own intelligence of the area, and this facility is definitely real as Tolkeen has encountered very strange beings around the location. Pluto Company will move in tonight, and third platoon will move on ahead to locate the facility. The rest of Pluto will provide support if necessary. Questions so far?"

"Good. Captain Shira, you will take 3rd Platoon into the area and secure the location of this facility from the locals. You may have to capture Coalition patrols and... 'interrogate' them. When you find the location of the facility you will send word to myself where we will be holding back with the rest of Pluto Company. You will then take 3rd inside the bunker. Tolkeen wants several experimental weapons from inside this place, and so Pluto has to get them. Are your squads ready Captain?"

"Yes Major, Third Platoon is ready."

Sorkhan looks to Portia, Dyvalis and Silvermasque, and then back up at Karno.

"You are taking this psychic with you as well. He has taken on the name of Madtown, and will help you find the facility."
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 'Masque nods back when Shira looks his way - truth be told he'd like nothing better than say, two or three weeks to shake down 'his' squad into something vaguely resembling a fireteam rather than a group of loose cannons pointed in roughly the same direction (most of the time), but if the Brass Hats say 'frog', you jump.

 One question does occur however... particularly given that he's in a squad with an ambulatory apartment block, a gargoyle, a grackle Tooth, a mutant rat and a binary superhero. One upper hand goes up to draw attention for a moment, "Strange beasts, sir? - Do we have any specifics?"

Feral nods and smiles as all the talking goes on, "What interrogation mean?"

Na-Wa wondered the same thing....too many people here spoke in big words that Na-Wa did not know.

"It means ask questions while torturing more or less my fine fellows." Doc comments to Feral and Na-Wa before taking a swig from his silver flask.

Feral smiles and claps happily, "Feral interrogate good... not good at questions. Good at torture."

"Punching someone and causing their head explode or ripping off their limbs so that they rapidly exsanguinate and expire does not exactly qualify as torture brother of mine. Though I do admit you excel at destruction." Doc carries on his own conversation with those in his immediate area mainly because he is not really concerned one way or the other what the military types have to say. He knows they will make their decisions and give their orders with his opinion meaning next to nothing in any case.

Grimathor begins to wonder what sort of people he has managed to mix himself up with. Mercenaries are at best a dodgey lot, but this group seems to strive for extreme. The calm talks of torture all but have Grimathor wishing he was elsewhere. Such methods were definitely not his own. Feeling it necessary to comment, he says Surely there are alternate means to be the necessary information. You mentioned there is a psychic among you? Perhaps he can glean what is needed through psionic means. I am a psychic but I am afraid my abilities are unsuitable for that task.