Archange lui a fait la paix. Ce n'était pas comme aller sur le territoire de Super Mutant ou prendre une collecte indisciplinée de pillards. La RCN était peut-être l'une des meilleures options pour la civilisation à côté de l'Enclave. Bien sûr, ils étaient loin des meilleurs, mais comparés à partout ailleurs en Amérique? Au moins, la RCN a réussi à aller aussi loin. Il y avait un certain charme de sous-dog pour eux. Si les choses étaient différentes, elle aurait probablement travaillé pour eux. Mais ce n'était pas le moment. Ils avaient leur mission : prendre le contrôle de la base aérienne et ne laisser aucun survivant. La RCN n'était pas une mauvaise personne... Ils n'étaient que l'ennemi. C'était la guerre, personne ne part avec une conscience pure. En acceptant cela, Archange s'est assuré de faire tous les préparatifs dont elle avait besoin. Elle s'est assurée d'emballer des explosifs mortels pour son gantelet, ainsi que de vendre son régulateur de conformité pour un pistol de 5,56 mm; une voûte faite d'arme. Sa chambre forte de 103 a réussi à obtenir une presse à balles pour 5,56 balles faites il y a des années, et a fait beaucoup d'armes pour l'utiliser. Archangel n'a jamais eu beaucoup de goût pour les armes kénétiques, mais son entraînement l'a néanmoins familiarisée avec tous les types. En plus, elle ne s'attendait pas à l'utiliser dans une fusillade. Non, celui-ci était spécial pour elle, à savoir pour la gravure à mettre sur le canon. D'un côté il a dit "Castd au nom de Dieu". D'autre part, il disait "Vous n'êtes pas coupable". Ce pistolet ne sera pas utilisé pour se battre. Il sera utilisé pour l'exécution.
Avec le reste de l'équipe spéciale, Archange a attendu sous le couvert de l'obscurité et de la pluie à la lisière de la forêt. Ada a flotté bas au sol avec elle. Pour autant qu'elle le sache, la RCN n'emploie pas beaucoup de robots ou d'armure de puissance (elle était bien consciente de leur armure brute, dépouillée de « puissance » qu'ils avaient) pour que l'Arc Welder ne fasse pas beaucoup de dégâts. Cependant, elle savait que depuis qu'ils ont pris le relais, ils avaient installé un certain nombre de tourelles automatisées. Ada serait plus que capable de les sortir rapidement, ce qui aiderait les autres soldats à s'en sortir sans avoir à s'inquiéter de se faire exploser. Plus important encore, Ada avait été mise à la poursuite et à la mort de tous les Rangers de la RCN qui étaient en poste. C'était la seule chose dont elle s'inquiétait; les soldats de rang et de dossier pourraient leur donner un problème s'ils étaient tenus organisés, mais si les autres réussissent dans leur mission, ils seront dans le désarroi. Les Rangers, cependant, étaient beaucoup plus disciplinés et donc plus dangereux. Ils seraient encore submergés et tués comme tout le monde, mais Archange a cherché à réduire le nombre de victimes alliées. De plus, elle obtiendrait des données supplémentaires sur la région environnante si Ada partait seule, de cette façon Archange peut garder le contrôle du champ de bataille en observant les positions ennemies.
Archange s'est brouillée avec son arme, s'assurant que le séparateur de faisceau a fait les lasers rester rapprochés. Cela n'allait pas être aussi ouvert qu'à Seattle, et avec son collègue Enclave avec elle, elle ne voulait pas d'incidents d'incendie amical. Comme certains d'entre eux, elle a dû attendre que le groupe d'infiltration termine sa mission avant de commencer à pousser. Elle aurait souhaité pouvoir y entrer; elle aurait pu en faire un certain nombre à leurs systèmes électroniques. Mais finalement ce n'était pas nécessaire ; leur réseau de communication sera désactivé et restauré après la prise en charge de l'Enclave. Le groupe qui y est entré avait la capacité et l'équipement nécessaires pour le faire lui-même. Archange anticipait simplement le signal. Se préparer pour ce qu'ils allaient faire.
Agent Name: Lucy Cipher
Agent Code Name: Archangel
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Armor: Armored modified utility jumpsuit (Luck+1, Repair+5, Rad Resist +10, DR +12) Digital Interface Glasses (Gives her Sensors and allows her to zoom in onto things at a distance)
Clothing: Pip-Boy 3000 (Functional), Standard Issue Underwear, Naughty Nightwear, Prewar Business Wear
Weapons: Compliance Regulator, The Disintegrator, Modified Ballistic Fist (Can use explosives to enhance punches or launch them like a grenade launcher), various grenades
Miscellaneous items: Vault Canteen, Various drugs and Medical Equipment
Forces of habit: Lucy is a compulsive hoarder, specifically, anything she can read (Regardless if she has any interest in the material) and more morbidly, people's eyes. She says it helps her remember who they are "When I can look them in the eyes". She also has a minor addiction to Black Coffee; not so much that it's seriously detrimental, but it can be fairly distracting to have it around or simply mentioned near her. She's also something of a quick shot, able to shoot quickly but with no regards to accuracy. This makes her somewhat trigger happy, if she doesn't simply punch you.
Biography: Lucy was born in raised in Vault 103. Their vault's mission was simply survival, but more specifically, scientific research. To survive the nuclear apocalypse and build back from the ashes. Lucy was born in the ordinance research and disposal sector; she would deal with weapons like bombs and guns, to disarm them and create them. She started young, right receiving her basic education, and went right into researching things as simply as a tin-can grenade to nuclear warheads. By the time she was a teenager, she could create a high-yield nuclear device with some cleaning fluids and nukacola. And she'd need that knowledge too; when she was a teenager, she was sent out with a exposition crew into the wasteland.
Lucy's first expedition was to the north-west, to a derelict robot facility. Their sources said that the facility was still operational, and it would be a great boon for the vault to have a ready supply of robots in their service. Lucy came along to deal with any explosive issues, as well as provide an extra gun. She was given a standard issue laser rifle, which she would later customize and alter into something devastatingly powerful. But they met with a lot of resistance along the way; raiders from the east, wild animals, rogue machines. It was the latter that allowed Lucy to begin developing her skills with machines; while the others were satisfied with simply destroying the robots, she sought to use them. She would attempt to repair them, or turning them to her side before they would be destroyed. She didn't always succeed, but with constant effort, she was making large improvements. By the time they reached the robot facility, she was as capable of running it as their designated robotic expert. But this was where things took a slight turn for the worse.
While Lucy always kept her knowledge of robots to a minimum, the robotics expert grew mad with power. After they had activated the facility, they took control of many robots, including the combat capable sentry bots. There was at least fifty of them, fulled armed with Gatling weapons and explosive launchers. The robotic expert wanted to take over the facility for himself, and use it to make his own nation. Some of the team joined him, but not Lucy. She knew what their mission was, and she was not about to let one man hunger for power bring it down. Working under his nose, she began to sabotage the robots, knowing that if she had altered their programming she would be quickly discovered. She rigged their rocket launchers to self-destruct, shorten their fusion batteries, disabled their combat inhibitors. When she finally spoke out against the rogue leader, he was quick to use his machines to execute Lucy. But the robots turned against him, destroying each other and killing him and his collaborator. Lucy hid during the chaos, only coming out to defend herself when she was found. After the robots wiped out the rogues, Lucy went about restoring their programming, repairing the damaged robots, and trying to contact the Vault about her mission.
Lucy's results had mixed reactions from the vault. On one hand, she was commemorated for securing the facility. But many had died during the short uprising, some of them people of high standing. Lucy did not want to risk going back to the Vault on her own, as even if she could get past the dangers on the way, there was likely many angry inhabitants who wanted her blood for what happened, regardless of why it did. So she stayed at the robot facility, plying new skills there. She quickly became quite knowledgeable with robotics, and used their spare parts to improve her weapons. Lucy would occasionally send a robot or two to gather supplies for her, usually by finding a local populace that was not hostile and trading them a robot for a good amount of supplies (Food, Med, Ammo). She also got into the habit of having the robots collect her reading materials, as her time at the facility was quite lonesome.
For years Lucy stayed at the facility, occasionally getting messages from the Vault about her current situation while sending them any help she could get. But aside form a few wanderers, no one ever stayed to help her. She'd trade with them, give them a robot for a good amount of supplies, even patched them up a little with what medical knowledge she had. This became something of a new occupation; not many had the need or supplies to trade for a robot, but her ability to purge their bodies of impurities like rads or chems made her service as a doctor more renown than in robotics. But with her fame came it's troubles. Though she had no problems with bandits thanks to her robots, one incident cost her her right arm. A well armed raider group came in and made a mess of the facility, and while they all died during the initial attack, Lucy's arm was blow clean off. Stabilizing herself using stimpacks, she quickly went to one of her Mister Gusty models and programmed it for a medical operation; to save her. The operation took days, where she faded in and out of life and death, but eventually she survived. Her arm was a good as gone, but she wasn't about to let it be.
Using the materials at the facility and all her knowledge, she created a new arm. An arm of steel, one that would help her survive the wasteland. She modeled it after a powerfist, fitted with a barrel attached the the forearm where she could load various explosive shots. She also had to create a harness for the right side of her body in order to handle the strength of her new hand, but after some test runs she was able to use it like it was natural. But the incident reminded Lucy that she could not stay here any longer. She contacted the Vault and demanded reinforcements, or she'd have to keep the robots at the facility in order to protect it. And to her surprise, she got an answer. The Enclave.
They came in mass amounts of vertibirds, and Lucy had to shutdown her robots to prevent them from opening fire. They claimed to be there on behalf of the Vault to provide assistance for Lucy, but before she could even ask why or for a clarification, she was taken away from the facility and shipped back to the vault. All her years of work, taken away from her. The Enclave took over the facility and booted Lucy back to Vault 103, where she had to deal with the friends and family of the people that had came with her during the initial exploration. It was stressful, to say the least. Many times she nearly came to blow with various of the vault dwellers, and was thinking of striking out on her own when the Enclave contacted her for an offer...
Extra: Lucy doesn't think very highly of the Enclave. She knows very little about them aside that they showed up one day and took over the facility she was taking care of without so much as a chance to pack her things. Lucy doesn't trust them, but knows she lacks the support or influence to actually stand against them. So for now she works with them, if only tenuously.