Capítulo 27: Death Trap?
After the "cafeteria" incident most people who disliked Afton stayed well away, the fact that he hadn't been punished in any capacity was one of the reasons why this was the case... The other? Steve Lynch's broken jaw. The Initiate had been patched up in the infirmary, a stimpack being used to help along with the healing, however, as soon as he was deemed healthy he was heavily reprimanded by Scribe Doran.
He was given the punishment of having no free time for three months, his every waking moment would have to be spent in what could only be described as community service. Cleaning toilets, scrubbing floors, helping Knight and Scribes put away the large amounts of scrap and other miscellaneous things they'd sometimes use, etc.
Initiate Steve Lynch obviously held a grudge for this, not only had he been humiliated by his junior, but he'd also been punished and lost face. None of his "friends" even wanted to associate themselves with him any longer, apparently now that he wasn't all he made himself up to be, they weren't interested in befriending him.
Afton was slightly nervous about what Veronica and Christine would think about the whole incident, his father was happy about how he dealt with it, having likely heard it from Hardin's perspective. His mother on the other hand? Not so much. Apparently breaking his "friends" jaw due to an argument was way too far, Afton just silently nodded his head though... You couldn't really win an argument with your mother.
As expected, Veronica and Christine did hear about it, during their next sparring session the former was happily kicking her legs while sitting atop a desk, while the latter was giving him a hard look.
"Afton! So how was it? Your first fight?" Veronica quickly asks, wanting to hear every little detail.
He sighed and went into how it came about, how he was provoked and attacked first, this seemed to calm Christine down a bit upon hearing he didn't instigate it. Apparently, Veronica didn't want to hear about how he got into the fight, but how he fought instead... Muscle head.
Christine pops a cocky smile at her lover when he reveals that he'd ended the fight with an elbow, "The elbow is mightier than the fist" she mocks, having heard Veronica spout the literal opposite when teaching him.
"No! If you were stronger your first punch should have ended it... I'll have to show you how to do it again!" she shouts and starts chasing after him while swinging her fists.
Christine laughs as Afton frantically fends off Veronica, despite how long he'd been training with them, he still wasn't a match against either of the two superior combatants.
A few days pass and Afton is finds himself in a class he'd be excitedly anticipating... Power armour training... Doran walks in after everyone had already arrived, however he was no in his usual scribe robes... Instead wearing a set of Power armour that heavily clanked over to the front of the class. As usual the Power armour raised his usual 5.8ft height to 6.5ft, it was honestly rather surprising to see such a short man become so tall just by using the armour.
"Greetings Initiates." he says, quickly receiving "Sir!" in response and nodding, "As most of you know, today I'll be teaching you about Power armour, one of the most important technologies the Brotherhood of Steel owns. Now, I won't be able to teach you anything specifically on how they operate or are made, as you'll only learn that after you graduate from Initiate... But, I can teach you how to wear it."
Afton raises his hand and Doran points at him, "Yes Initiate Parker?"
"Sir, aren't we all still not tall enough to properly wear the armour?" he asks, causing a few students to groan as they realise they'd not get to experience using it yet.
Doran nods, "That's right, you need to be at least 5.5ft in order to wear the typically issued Power armour units we use in the Brotherhood, this brings us to the first thing I need to teach you all." he says as he turns around to show the class his back, he touches something that causes the suit to straighten its back and go rigid. Doran takes the helmet off as the back of the armour opens up, revealing the man inside.
Doran steps backwards out of the armour and turns to look at everyone while resting the helmet on his desk. "Now, the reason for the height restriction is simple. It would be far too time-consuming and wasteful to fully customise each suit of armour to each individual person, the Pre-war American military thought so too and designed the suits in a way to make it more accessible to everyone." he says before gesturing at the strange mechanical components inside the suit.
"See these? These are footholds, this is the main thing stopping anyone who isn't trained to use Power armour. You need to manually adjust them before you get in, otherwise there are two outcomes... First is you don't raise them enough, the armour will close on your head and crush your skull, if there isn't anyone well versed in how to override the armour you will probably die in a few seconds." he explains, causing a few students to grimace.
"Second, you raise the footholds too much, this will cause the armour to clamp don't on your chest, depending on how high you set them, you'll either slowly suffocate or you'll simply have you chest collapse with your heart and lungs being crushed... So, when I tell you to NEVER try to wear Power armour without someone experience watching, I FUCKING MEAN IT!" he shouts, displaying how serious he is on this topic.
"I have seen more than my fair share of Initiates getting mulched in these things due to how reckless and overeager they are, so if nothing else, obey this one warning I'm giving you now." he states.
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Niggross So yeah, this is the reason I'm giving that people can't wear Power armour without training. Dying a brutally gory death is enough reason not to attempt it. :P
Hope you guys liked the chap, if I missed anything please let me know.
Capítulo 28: Safety First, Kids!
The class nod at Doran, no one wanted to get crushed to death by their own suit of Power armour, and the seriousness in his tone made them believe that other's had died trying.
Afton himself had received a similar warning from his father after he'd asked about the armour, something about having a friend back in the day who snuck into the armoury to try one on... They only found the body when the blood started leaking out.
Doran nods to himself after he feels everyone had understood him, he then points at the arms of the Power armour before continuing. "The arms have a similar mechanism to the legs but are no as dangerous. They won't crush you to death like the other would. They are retractable and can be adjusted to suit the arm length of the user, depending on how short your arms are, this could be an advantage as the armour actually becomes thicker the more retracted they are." he explains.
Doran raises his hand and lowers the back armour slightly to show everyone something, he points at a large electronic thing that could only be a microfusion pack, judging by the size of it. "This, is what powers the armour. There are multiple types of Power armour available, here in the Mojave we've been given two kinds, the mark T-45, and the T-51b which is the stronger of the two.
These armours are actually the weaker versions compared to what the rest of the Brotherhood has at their disposal... Can any of you tell me why this is?"
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No one answers his question and he continues, "The reason for this is mainly due to their Power sources, these are less powerful but require significantly less energy than other suits, you almost never need to change the microfusion packs aside from when they're damaged... They could literally be left for thousands of years and still be operable, that's how efficient they are.
Compared to the regular T-45 armour and T-51 armour, this is an incredible advantage. They use fusion cores for power, relatively rare things depending on the location, here in the Mojave you'd be more likely to have a meteor fall on your head than stumble across one. Now, this wouldn't be too bad if they were as efficient at the microfusion packs, but they aren't... With the armour being bigger and generally more powerful, they required more energy, a fusion core would be drained within around six months of continuous use, depending on whether or not the armour had been fitting with other devices."
Torres holds her hand up and asks her question when Doran calls her, "Sir, why did we not get sent with the more Powerful armour and a stash of fusion cores? Surely we won't be gone long enough to justify being less able to deal with threats?"
Doran shakes his head, "Initiate Torres, how long do you think this expedition will take?" he asks, the girl looking thoughtful as she tried to find an answer.
Afton himself wasn't sure the expedition would ever end, they'd already been away for more than ten years, with relatively no progress towards their goal... Though, this was mainly due to Elder Elijah's poor management.
"Maybe... In fifty years sir?" Sandra guesses, not looking very confident at her answer.
Doran shrugs, "I may have asked the question but I myself don't know the answer... I personally think we'll never set foot in California again, additionally, assuming your guess was correct, a stash of fusion cores that lasted fifty years would be incredibly difficult to transport along with everything else... Not only that, but it would be a huge investment for the High Elder to risk, the chances of the NCR spotting us and managing to claim the stash is not negligible." he says, causing a few of the students to look rather put out.
Most weren't old enough to remember California, so they didn't really know how to feel about it. Afton didn't mind, in-fact, he welcomed not being so close to California, he imagined his entire life would be dictated by the whims of some old fart who'd only gotten the position due to his family... Just like in his old world.
He liked the Chapter he was currently in, it was strict but not too much so, he had a good degree of freedom to do as he liked. He was relatively safe from harm and had lots of things he could still learn, his friends and family were also a factor. He couldn't imagine not being able to talk and have fun with Veronica and Christine, he might actually be closer to them than he was with his parents...
Doran quickly changed the focus from them never returning to California back to the lesson at hand, going onto explain the differences between the T-45d and T-51b, the former was made from riveted steel plates that were incredibly heavy and made it far less manoeuvrable than the T-51b which was made from poly-laminate composite, which was considerably lighter than steel while being just as strong.
The T-51b also had a protective layer of ablative silver which assisted in the resistance of laser weapons and radiation... Not only that, but the suit had inbuilt human waste recycling mechanisms that can convert waste into drinkable water. It was also completely sealed which prevented radioactive particles from entering, the filter that circulated air also assisted in clearing any dangerous particles from being breathed in, this was particularly helpful in frequent Mojave dust storms.
Doran also went on to note and display the difficulty the suit provided when wielding small ballistic weaponry, the armoured gauntlets made your fingers large enough for it to be uncomfortable to press the triggers due to the trigger guard. This is one of the main reasons the Brotherhood prefers using energy weaponry, as the trigger guards generally had a lot more room.
The class continued as the man listed off the rest of the features and things they should keep in mind, at the end reminding them that they should heed his warning and not attempt to climb into one without supervision.
Afton left the class feeling a lot more knowledgeable than before, the fact that the Brotherhood almost never used ballistics due to the trigger guards was surprising as he'd never actually considered that before... Energy weapons were powerful, but he couldn't help but think ballistics still had their uses, especially concerning incredible long ranges... Sure, a laser rifle could theoretically have infinite range, but a bright red laser would be incredibly noticeable, even if you hit it'd be unlikely to be a one-hit kill anyway... This was something to ponder at another time.
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Hope you guys liked the chap, if I missed anything please let me know.
I'm hoping you guys liked my rationalisation for how the brotherhood operates. When I played fallout 4 I couldn't help but think how rediculess it was for a guy in full power armour to be wielding a 9mm pistol... I mean, how do you pull the trigger with those fat fingers!
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