The commissioner looked from one to the other, he expected more, though the day was still rather young. His yes scanned the two who had shown up and he than looked towards Daniel. He nodded towards the foreman.<br/><br/>Daniel opened another locker, this one was more a file Cabinet, It had maybe fifty files in it. Each with a red name imprinted on it. Daniel looked over each name mouthing the nicknames of each person “<b>Feral, Frank, Fud, Funk, Fox.</b>” He stopped and pulled out a file. And started again on the other side “<b>Jake, James, Jack of spades, Jeiyce</b>” He pulled out the file and threw both of them of the table.<br/><br/>The two files had what looked like a prewar mug shot of both the people on the other side of the table. Inside was everything, prewar and after. Every crime, every good deed, photos, internet posts, everything that could be found about about you was in those folders.<br/><br/>The commissioner simple took out a pack of matches and threw them between the folders.<b>“By taking this job, you becomes ghosts, you are no one before this point, if your name was not in that locker we would have shot you on sight, you both are very lucky. And very good at what you do. The work, hard, the pay, good. If you need to know any more than read your folders, all crimes you have committed against any of the tribes have been pardoned and upon burning these, you are free to do as you please.</b>” He paused and takes out a rather flashy pistol, polished silver, engravings of dragons on the handle, a custom made desert eagle.<b>“But, You all know who I am, if you burn these and backstab me, You are nothing and will be nothing.</b>” He got up and opened another locker, inside were weapon modifications<b>“Take your pick of anything here, I have put more then enough bullets, air filters, and guns, into this project.</b>” Daniel opened the next, Inside were guns, the locker was wider than the others, mostly since it held every kind of gun you would ever need, from pistols to shotguns, snipers to knifes. There was anything you would ever need in there.<b>“I see some of you have becomes attached to your guns, Feel free to take them with you, I would recommend taking an extra.</b>” The final Locker opened to reveal just a mess of things. Flashlights, gas masks, Air filters, more weapon mods, watches that would tell you how much air you have left, light detection systems, canned food, water canteens. It was a thicker locker and held more than the others and you could see why. The Commissioner waited for anything else to join the room since he had expected one more.<br/><br/><b>“Your job is simple crew, Daniel will lead you to the main entrance of the mines, You block it off by setting up a wall, you make a bunker there and with the glass dome of the metro there we can grow crops that wont have any radiation in them. Hunger will be a thing of the past, Miners will have more of a yield, The ammo I am putting into this will came back ten fold for both of us. All I ask in return, is that you give up everything for it.</b>”<br/><br/>He waited to let that sink in. than spoke again “<b>You will have knew lives, without fear or hunger, you will have more bullets than anyone else in the metro, we will be one step closer to retaking the surface.” </b>He stopped talking all together, he took no questions and simple walked out of the makeshift room. The choice would be made by them, if they wanted to do it, they would, they knew what would happen if they double crossed him, they knew the things he controlled, They could also just walk away, the choice was theirs though, not his.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Daniel looked at the two (three) on the other side of the table, He held up his own Folder, his picture was on it. Opening the brown paper he read “<b>Worked in a lumber yard before the war, experience in setting up work camps and keeping out pests.”</b>He skipped over unimportants and read again<b>“ Crimes, Stole a gas mask off a soviet who was on patrol, left the body in the metro and was returned safely to camp. Important Jobs, None.”</b>He took the butt of the cigarette in his mouth and lit the corner of the folder on fire. It quickly went up in flames and he dropped to the cold stone ground.<br/><br/><b>“I have no regrets, If you wish to back out now, no one will blame you.”</b><br/><br/>He looked at fox, The girl was reckless, he had read her folder and knew she had stolen from the commissioner once, that was enough of a reason to work on this. He had also heard of the medic before even reading his folder, He did good work. Daniel hopped these two would join him. The other girl, Zi, had a bounty on her head. Many would still try and kill her even if the bounty was still payed off. But she would be safe at the haven.<br/><br/>This was it, everyone could take it or leave it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>