End of The Enforcers (Open)

[Stu Pott]

Stu wiped away the blood from his face, before following Olesya. He watched as she pushed her own sister into the mob of people, trying to just get her out the door. She was a good big sister.

An Enforcer was following the mob, beating at some of the Kids. Stu's eyes grew darker, as though the eyes were infact sucking the light.

He ran forwards. He lept, vampire like, into the air. With a twist, his body turned, his leg flying out, striking the bastard in the side of the head, as he went tumbling. Stu landed, one foot held upwards, in a kung fu stance.

Waaaaaaaaah huah!

It was all very Wuxia.

He walked over and kicked the enforcer again, hard, in the ribs. He looked. Olesya was herding some students, and fighting off others. Some students had joined in with the Enforcers, like that one kid, Justin, had, before Unfettered had killed him.

He smacked around a few other kids. A chair came hurtling down. Stu crumpled.

He was hurt. Bad. He fended off a few kicks to his stomach, but the kid began hammering away at his kidney's. He wouldn't last forever...

["Unfettered"]

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Theme Song: -API- Charged by Geier Arnold (API)

"... Then it's time? W-What should I do?"

"Zimple. Stay conscious, vatch my back, kick some ass---"

Blood went flying, trailing after two bodies, impacting with a terrible 'thud', as a boy finished charging, make it "Unfettered" to Emily to the new boy back-to-back-to-back.

"Hallo brauchen Sie jede mögliche Hilfe ( hello do you need help)"

"Ja. Any und all." he'd say with a smile.

...How did he know he was German? Unless he saw the eye-patch... He smiled. Odd. Well, at any rate, things had gotten intere---

"Mind if I join in on your little party?"

The air had changed, as another Enforcer was felled. Already, the Enforcers seemingly made way, thinking of a way to fight against this new menace... "Unfettered" watching with anticipation. "...Kekekeke... aren't you a teacher? Don't zink I've zeen you before..."

Suspicions were already rising. Why would the teacher be willing to help out? Provided, new rules had already been put into place, but still... There was still the question of 'why' the Enforcers had gotten riled up. Something, that if "Unfettered" had been paying attention to the intercoms (which was impossible in this scenario), he might've heard what was going on.---

"Hey! Dots! Emily! mind if I join you? ...If that would be alright with you two, too!"

Good Lord. The hell was with today? Fine.

"GET HERE, BEFORE ZEY CATCH YOU!" he shouted, swinging suddenly, at a charging Enforcer, only making the bastard back up a bit. Whirling about to the 'teacher', he gave a wily grin, his remaining eye sharp with intent.

"Ve are ze assembled 'Militia' of zis area, I zuppose. If you've any idea vat ve can do to stop zis aggression, take us to ze root![/size][/i]"[/color]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

The first step in creating a gang, already underway. Giving a curt nod to Emily and the two new guys, he whirled about again, kick-stepping up, into an Enforcer's face, making him back up again, before following up with a quick downward strike to the shoulder. Didn't dislocate it, but... suddenly, "Unfettered's" tactics grew more aggressive. He was employing aggro.

---A little explanation. Aggro tactics was an art of teamwork. One person, or a group of persons would do a heavy amount of damage, or become 'the biggest threat'. The other person and/or group(s) would then become 'invisible', as the opponents would pay less attention to the 'non-threats'. Of course, in this scenario, this was still a flawed plan, since this was a melee battle. That, and take into account his comrades possible lack of knowing of what 'aggro' meant, as well as the unknown amount of training the Enforcers had been given...---

Swinging his bokken left and right, taking a hit to the stomach, grimacing, shouldering into the Enforcer, "Unfettered" began to slip further and further away, towards the outer rim of where his comrades were, increasingly taking on more hits, already becoming bloodied...

The teacher better come up with an explanation soon, or they were going to get overwhelmed soon. ...Escape plan?

Hehehe... not likely, without a scapegoat.

"Unfettered's" mind was already whirling with ideas, as he absorbed this new set of events, at one point even waving his bokken in the air, crying out 'MILITIA!', as if to rally others about them. The teacher would be necessary, for now.

OOC: Sorry for the kinda crappy post that took so long. ^_^;

[seishounohana]

"Zimple. Stay conscious, vatch my back, kick some ass---"

"Right!"

Enforcers were quickly noticing the group she and Unfettered managed to make, and quite a few went on to take them out - Let's just see them try!

The girl charged forward, using one of her fans to parry against the knife one enforcer had in hand (like a shield) and used the other to slap the opponent's hand, bringing the knife down the the ground. "Didn't your Mom tell you to not play with knives?"

The Enforcer brought a punch to the woman's stomach with his left hand, obviously angered now that he was basically unarmed. "That was my Father's knife, bitch!"

Emily's hands released the fans, letting if slide downward into her wrists as it revealed that it was hanging onto her wrists with a cheap little chain bracelet.

She quickly used her now freed hands to grab the boy's arm and spun counterclockwise to bring the man's hand to this back. Who in the right mind would use something so important and irreplaceable in a battle such a this? When It could be lost, never to be found again?

The girl quickly drove the guy down into the ground, hearing something snap before the man screamed in pain. The scream attracted several other enforcers to his aid, and Emily responded with a spin, using the loosely hanging fans to create sharper blades of wind and driving 2-3 enforcers into the wall, wounded with minor burns and cuts. The others were lucky enough not to get burns, but pretty deep wounds... considering that they were the ones nearest to her.

'Viva Militia.' She muttered to herself, now standing on top of the poor unconscious enforcer. She jumped off towards Unfettered direction, continuing her raid of wind to other enforcers in her way.

OOC: Argh... Sucky post... but will do. @__@

[Reverend (Dots) Teyfour]

Today WAS A GOOD DAY but things went downhill very Quickly, Waap is hurt and that pissed me off which in turn led me to break my control of Rage which i spent years learning to control, WHICH caused me to kill once again oh and the pure adreniline of the kill oh ...... what a rush i havve missed ......oh so energizing..... .so powerfull.......sooo....... must calm down..... must control my self.....must fight, just not kill. well so now im just acepted in to the germans group as he seeming to have started fighting the whole enforcer ranks now im in for a fight as i quickly glaced side ways to check my surrounding i saw Waap getting up, few that meens hes ok. also as i looked around i noticed who i was fighting besides the german, a Teacher i think who had just joined us in this fight,Weird. and then there was a Gal with Fans and some dude who dident look to much like a fighter...... NO WAy

" Emily, Masaru nice to see you two again Anybody got a clue whats going on..... oh an other people my names Dots( holding up left arm to show the perfectly white speckes up and down his arm caused from a auuto imune thing now very bright from the rush of battle)"

As i was trying to explane my arm/ name i felt a Aura Flare this ment some one was about to attack..... spinning on my heel just in time to see a fist flying straght tward to my stomack...... with a split second instick i flip kicked rising over the arm and landing my feet in to the enforcers head sending him sprialing tward a locker..

[Bastille Amtrum]

“WHAT IN GODS NAME IS THIS…ACK!?” she hissed as she dodged another flying object. She had been walking out of the relatively peaceful girls’ bathroom to a horror montage outside. Her crimson eyes widened in disbelief as people came up to attack her, she being a new student couldn’t really tell if they where enforcers or…students but she knew one thing. It was not something she was readily going to take part in. Bastille turned quickly to watch a student dash past her yelling in excitement. Bastille gave him a look of disgust then turned to have something clam into her face.

Falling backwards she growled deep from her throat. She stood up her face red with anger. “ALRIGHT WHO DID THAT?!.....forget it…animals!” she cursed and caught a flying piece of wood in her hand and struck an enforcer with is straight into the stomach. He doubled over from the attack though he would soon get up Bastille guessed and she jumped over him with great velocity making a break for it. She dove out of a closed window shattering it however catching the ledge of the window a floor below quickly and pulling herself up into its open frame. The hallway looked deserted, however she quickly changed her mind as she stepped onto someone unconscious persons body. Rolling her eyes she stomped towards the library hoping to hide among the books until it was solved.

She was wrong. Fighting…more of it. God would this never end. Bastille liked to fight, but not this much, and this was ridiculous. She liked one on one fights rather then all out chaos. It was pathetic. She stood in the doorway her lip twitching in her grimace as her crimson eyes viewed the current scene. Her eyes then darted towards the librarian who seemed to cower under her desk. Bastille scoffed and walked further into the room jumping with ease on top of a book shelf to watch.

She would avoid fighting until her boredom got the best of her, or her ego.

[olesya]

"Freshman? Get out of here...take your friends and head for the door. Ahhg!"

A fist connected with the side of Olesya's head..these Enforcer's were getting vicious. Vaulting onto her hands, she spun her legs in a helicopter kick to free some breathing space, straightening herself up with a arching crescent kick that pushed her back upright. A loud sound caught her attention, and she turned to find an Enforcer...no, not an Enforcer...a wanna-be?! knocking a kid down with a chair. WTF?! Why were they striking down their own kind!? Pushing her way past a quarreling pair and a limping student she leapt, catching the idiot in the head with a roundhouse kick followed by an elbow strike to the temple as she landed.

Students against students, this was getting out of hand.

Olesya turned to the down student, her jaw dropping in shock as she recognized the shock of blue hair.

"Stu!"

The junior felt like the wind was knocked out of her, seeing her friend in such critical condition. After a frozen moment she leapt into action, ducking down and picking him up to his feet, pulling his arm around her shoulders and her own arm supporting him around the waist.

"Gotta get you out of here. C'mon, it'll be okay just stay awake."

Her mouth was drawn into a grim line and she fought her way through the crowd toward the exit. Luckily her strength lied in her kicking, and was able to keep most chaos at bay. Once or twice she caught a fist or a foot to the stomach, slowing their progress. After what seemed like ages she reached the door, it had been knocked off one of its hinges and with a sharp kick sent it flying off the last one. Down the steps and back to the courtyard, she set her friend down gently on a bench where the fighting was less concentrated.

"Stu...Stu! Can you hear me?"

She smacked him in the cheek to shock his system and keep him conscious, shaking his shoulder gently and waving her hand in front of his face.

[Zana]

Zan dodged another attack, as he was driven into a corner once more. The Enforcer's fist crashed into the wall beside his head, sending tiles flying every which way.

"HAH! Nice shot!"

Drawing back his fist, Zan launched an attack at his foe. His fist flew through the air, and drove into the Enforcer's stomach, as he used his body mass to push the man away. Pivoting, he was about to run, when the Enforcer kicked him brutally in the back.

"H-cggkkk?!"

Flying forward, Zan slid along the ground as he rolled once before regaining his composure. Those damned Enforcers! He would get revenge on them one day-one day!! Hmm...it seemed like today was the day!
Running towards the Enforcer, Zan tilted his body to the side when he spotted the water fountain. Drawing back his leg, Zan kicked the fountain- hard and much to his disbelief, it flew off from the wall and struck the surprised Enforcer, who managed to toss it aside after a few seconds.

Pointing a triumphant finger at the older man, Zan laughed once- before a jet of water from the broken water pipe shot him into the wall.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Her crimson eyes watched the fight. Freshmen she was, armature at fighting she was not. She stuck up her nose at someone being smashed into the book case she was currently on sending it down towards the other shelves. Bastille lost her balance and tumbled onto the library floor below grumbling. She felt a tap on her head as an enforcer stood above her grinning. His last student victim in his hands. Bastille raised a brow at him, crossing her arms over her chest. Suddenly however she smirked.

“I guess its about time I join my generation..” she mused then swung her huge black duffle bag at him letting the hilt of a sword at one end of it slam into his chin. She then slid under his legs behind him and pulled his pants down. He glared at the immature move but it bought Bastille time. She crawled away as he pulled up his pants in a brief moment and she threw open her bag pulling out a long dull blade of a rapier. She held up the obviously dull blade at the enforcer and smirked.

“shall we dance?” she mused and was dodging his attacks the next second. She felt herself slammed into a still standing book case, and it crumpled under her weight. She coughed lightly and whipped her lips. Ignoring his boring montage of monologues, she held up her sword parallel to her body and slide her left foot back into a stance. Next thing she knew the Enforcer was close to her face. Was this guy really an idiot, or did he not know that in fencing close contact was a huge no no. His fist doubled into her stomach as Bastille used it to knock the hilt of her blade into his neck causing him to fall over unconscious. She coughed and looked around knowing her stomach would defiantly need some serious bandaging after this. She looked around slamming her hilt into the raising head of an enforcer.

“stay down!” she barked loudly. She then dashed out of the library her bag on her shoulder running. The two blows to her stomach had been pretty bad so it slowed her movement a lot. She was in the hall leaning against a window for fresh air. No one seemed to be fighting out here. She then saw and entire book case headed out the library door straight towards her. She glared and threw herself out of the way,

“DAMN WHY CANT THEY JUST STAY DOWN!!!” she hissed taking a run for it as the enforcer she had just knocked out was apparently up again and racing after her. Bastille skidded to a stop turning around as she used her sword to knock over a bucket of water. The ground became a slip zone as she crashed her foot into a water fountain and its water joined the puddle on the floor. Bastille ran for it before he could catch up. He did however before she expected. Now in an unknown hallway Bastille felt his hand grip her hair. She snarled then twisting on her foot ignoring her hair she slammed her leg into his side in a round house kick. He buckled over as Bastille swore she heard ribs crack. He was up again however. Bastille stared at her torn hair in his hand and snarled again.

“you ripped out my hair” she said appalled then slammed her foot in his face using the blunt sword to strike him over and over delivering minor damage at high speed, enough for him to crumble as Bastille finished by throwing her fist into his groin and stepping back as he slumped. Bastille felt a gash in her arm and her leg was bleeding. She grumbled. “Brilliant, fan flipping tabulous!!!” she cussed as water surrounded her legs.

[Stu Pott]

Stu was lolling, his tongue literally hanging out of his mouth as Olesya sat him down. She was like something straight out of a Kung Fu movie, slaughtering her enemies, a wake of broken bodies and dreams behind her.

He, however, had felt better. He shook his head after the hard stinging of the slap had registered. He watched the students run around the courtyard, which being at the center of the school, was the least occupied. A few students ran past, trying to get out.

Stu rolled his tongue back in, and ran it around his teeth. He wasn't missing any, but his mouth was filling with blood. He spit, a large gob of the visceral red liquid smattering the ground next to him.

I'm alright. We need to get out of here, neither of us are strong enough to keep this on for long.

Come on... I need your help. I've twisted my ankle, I'm pretty sure its broken...

[olesya]

Olesya nodded, her eyes wide and her mouth in a tight line. This was getting out of hand and someone was going to end up really hurt, or worse, dead. And as much as she loved this school and the people in it, it wasn't worth losing her life over. And besides, Stu was hurt and needed her help. She would get him to a hospital.

"Alright come on."

She grabbed his hand and gently pulled him to his feet, once again resting his one arm across her shoulders and wrapping her other hands about his waist to hold him steady. It was a little easier to walk with him more coherent but it was still hard as he was taller and heavier than she, but soon they made it to the school gates...that had been locked. What? o.o

"Its looks as though the enforcers dont want anyone to leave...they're not doing a good job."

Students were simply climbing the fence and jumping it, it wasnt that much taller that they were.

"I'm going to climb to the top then pull you up okay?"

She let go of him, making sur ehe could lean against the fence before leaping and catching the top, pulling herself up. She straddled the fence, hooking her feet into the holes to anchor her and then reached out for Stu.

[Masaru]

" Emily, Masaru nice to see you two again Anybody got a clue whats going on....."

Masaru quickly gazed around, noticing every detail of his surroundings...

"Hmm, seems that were having a school brawl on our hands..."

Masaru said as he noticed the German guy nod, then start gaining all the enemies attention. Hmmm, seems like he is gaining the agro... but what does he want us to do? sneak attack, run, or just sit here as he slowly gets beat down... Masaru then attempts to put some of the stress off the german dude by attacking the enforcers at his back.

[Zack Asiv]

Malice slammed a palm into the face of an Enforcer as he watched the students back, they seemed to be doing a good job, and seemed well organized. It was rather interesting to watch. But he had been asked a question. So he figured they diserved an answer. So while Malice continued to assault nearby Enforcers, and students who had joined them, he spoke.

"Well, you could say I'm a teacher. I'm the new Supervisor, Alex Malice... And the source of this conflict is myself. Sorry for the inconvenience, but I dont find a need for these 'Enforcers', I can handle the student body by myself."

That was entirely true. He really knew everything that was going on behind the scenes and why these enforcers where here. And he really didn't like it. Asiv was being manipulated, and Malice would not follow his old friends mistakes. Sean had gotten out of control these few years they have all been apart. Alex's next step would be finding, Raikeru.

[John]

John was hit hard in the chest and thrown back. He'd be slammed ont he ground and he would slide a little bit. His right hand would land on the metal pipe that had been used on his ally, not but a few seconds before hand. Grabbing it he got back up, and wrapped a part of it with a shirt, to use it as a handle. His eyes would glow again as he set the pipe on fire with hsi Qi. He would run into a pile of advansing Enforcers and fight next to Aureus. Seeing his ally jump to the side and against the wall, John would duck under the kick that Aureus had dodged, and send the pipe upwards into the knee. Aureus would cross over jumping off the wall and John would stand up swinging the flaming pipe as an upper cut to catch an enforcer on the chin.

It was an all out brawl, and John would do his best to help the blond guy get his strength back, they would need his help soon, he knew it. John would continue his battle and hold that line of combat as offensively as possible, and he had back up with Aureus and the remaining students fromt he team before... It was actually... Better... It felt better, good actually to fight along side others instead of viewing everyone as an enemy.

[chihiro]

What...the...hell...

The Asian graduate stood wide eyed as the scene in front of her unfolded. She had just finished with an interview lunch with the hip art teacher and was walking back through the hallways when all hell broke loose. What was the cause of this catastrophe? It looked like the Enforcers were kicking ass...or getting their ass kicked? I was so hard to tell, everyone was just throwing themselves at eachother, it was ridiculous, and dangerous.

"Hey, watch out!"

Chi dove at a student just as a metal pipe was swung at their head, tackling them to the ground. Leaning onto her left side she shot out her right foot in a low knife kick, taking out the enforcer's leg and making them topple as well. Once they were down she bounced into a crouched position, jabbing him just above the collar bone where the neck meets the body, further incapacitating the goon. Hooking him beneath the armpits her arms rose to his head, pinning him and placing her palms on the right side of his head in perfect position to snap his neck. All of this happened fluidly fast, as she had been trained in the Shadow Knights. Incapacitate the enemy before he incapacitates you.

But she wasn't in the Shadow Knights anymore. She couldn't kill.

Well, she most certainly could kill, she was trained in hundreds of ways to do so, but she was no longer a Shadow Knight, at least not technically. She was simply Chihiro, and though it would be easy to just finish the fool, she froze before her hands snapped his neck, dropping him quivering to the ground.

"дерьмо."

She cursed to herself, getting back to her feet, and looking around. This was worse than evaluation day...there had to be a way to stop this.

["Unfettered"]

Declaration
Theme Song

Throughout all the movement of his body, he could feel himself beginning to fatigue. His vision was growing hazy, but his body kept on moving. Adrenaline, pure and simple, focusing in and out, but unable to stop. Bleeding, blood mingling on the concrete and the carpet. Looking back, as he brought down his bokken slamming one of the Enforcer's block's away, noting with a grimace that it only made the bastard pull back, to have another take his place, "Unfettered" whirled about, shouldering into another, as he received several blows, most of them rendered ineffective by his armor, but the chinks of blunt blows making its ways onto his back and arms slowly wearing away at the German.

Wind blew violently, as he watched Emily, almost in slow motion, 'cutting' her way through---Whoa. She was this powerful? Hahaha. He had to give the girl some credit.---*WHACK* A deep gash on the side of his cheek, he bit into his tongue, releasing even more pain, as he winced, struggling to keep his only eye open, purposely headbutting himself into someone to make them stagger back, before he took another hit to the stomach. Slightly absorbed due to the armor and his coat, but definetely still there, beating at his insides. Another Enforcer went flying, a boy with white dots on his arm flailing about seamlessly through the battlefield. Okay, well, maybe a little bit rough on the edges, but his presence gave a bit of encouragement, as "Unfettered" slammed his back purposely into an oncoming punch, making a backwards headbutt, before giving an elbow to the Enforcer's side, and a stomp to the foot. The kid was shouting something, though, but, it was indiscernible... still, interesting arm though... he'd promptly mentally nickname the boy 'Dots'...

However, the ringing in his ears died enough for him to hear a "...a school brawl on our hands..." from the latest newcomer.---Only to realize that it was coming from behind him. Looking back, then doing a double-take, he realized that both Emily and New Kid #2 had just come to his aid. Heh... Grinning appreciatively, before doing a low swing with his bokken, clearing some room, the Enforcers getting smarter to avoid the attacks, he backed up into his allies, waving his already quickly favored piece of weaponry to get them some breathing space at his angle.

"...You'd think zat ze School Captain would have already organized zomething by now...---" a touch of resentment playing on his otherwise calm, if haggard voice.---

"Well, you could say I'm a teacher. I'm the new Supervisor, Alex Malice... And the source of this conflict is myself. Sorry for the inconvenience, but I dont find a need for these 'Enforcers', I can handle the student body by myself."

...

Silently, "Unfettered" cursed to himself. 'Oh, really?' he thought a bit sarcastically to himself. "Emily... keep a mark on ze Supervisor..."

This meant several things:

• They were fighting alongside the source of this 'wild fire'.
  
• This would require many more allies to get out of here.
  
• The Supervisor had basically forced this whole scenario upon them.
  
• ...This man had severely struck in on several on his plans, and proven himself a premature, possibly crippling threat to the main strategy.
  
• His source of Brimstone Delta was virtually compromised, so long as he fought alongside this man.
  
• ...He had to fight 'alongside' since they were severely out-gunned, this was possibly the only scenario he himself would ever get to getting a majority of his sub-goals out of the way, and that the possibility of this chance happening again were close to nil.

Oh hell. They were already in the oven. Why not jump directly into the fire? Breathing in deeply, he swung one last time, ending in a 'pose' of a sort, his bokken up in the air. Rallying one more time, his head level to his enemies, but definetely standing firm.

"...UND VER IZ ZE SCHOOL CAPTAIN!? UND VER IS OUR JUSTICE!?" ...Granted, a bit more dramatic for his taste, but... "NAY. ZIS IS OUR SCHOOL. ZIS IS OUR TIME. VE ARE ZE MILITIA OF #259... MIZSTER MALICE..." whirling about, slide-slashing his way past his allies to take down someone approaching the supervisor... he grinned with a bit of morbidity. "...Ve shall deal vith you later."

Jumping back, slamming into an incoming Enforcer, right next to New Kid #2, he grinned. "How aboot it?" he'd say, loudly enough for anyone to hear, waiting for a moment, as if waiting for an answer, before charging in violently, hitting an Enforcer directly on the temple. A first knock out, accompanied by a resounding 'thwack' of wood against bone and tearing skin.

"Join me, if you vant to survive! Ve must break zroo!"

Yes. He glanced back. 'Especially you, 'Supervisor'... You are not Mr. Asiv. You are not, and have yet to prove me any reason vy I should aid you. But WILL not let anyone else have the pleasure of taking you down.'

"...And VE VILL TAKE ZEM DOWN, VON BY VON!"

Why break through? Because fighting, encircled by enemies was a terrible strategy. The risk of one of the 'defenders' faltering... No, they would break through. Whoever was willing to join him, anyways. There was no other choice in the matter... Simply fight harder, or get overwhelmed due to a 'crack' in the 'shield'. Drive through the crowd, take them down? A few more 'swings' were thrown about with the bokken. Not knowing the group's current rate of endurance, their possibly best option for defense was an offensive assault.

..Some of the surrounding NPC's heard some of this fiery, vengeful talk, and began fighting harder, eager to reach into the group...

The question was: What about the others with them currently?

"VE ARE MILITIA. VEAR US."

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Statistics With Brimstone Delta & Items
Strength: 35
Dexterity: 17
Constitution: 35
Intelligence: 41
Wisdom: 35
Charisma: 43

Statistics With 3x Yellow Canisters Applied
Strength: 41
Dexterity: 23
Constitution: 41
Intelligence: 47
Wisdom: 41
Charisma: 49

List Of Remaining Canisters:
1x Purple Canister (Cancels 1 O.D.)
2x Red Canister (+5 Strength)
2x Blue Canister (+5 Dexterity)
3x Green Canister (+5 Constitution)
3x Yellow Canister (+2 All Statistics)

OOC: Reminder ~ Our current location is a bit out of the ways of the entrance of the library. To anyone who wants to join up with us. Currently, we have in the area Dots, Emily, Mr. Malice, Masaru, and "Unfettered". Where Bastille is situated, she's within earshot, and there are still a few NPC's struggling about.

No, "Unfettered" did not hear Dots say his name. Playing it out as comedic coincidence.

And yes. Any and all who answer the call (save the Supervisor, for obvious reasons), will be the first official members of 'Militia' if they like.