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Daaaamn, completely mixed the Edge. You are right, I get the +2 to Notice over 30ft. The part about shooting and throwing is when firing at Medium or Long, so it negates or reduces by 2 the long range penalties. I'm going to copy paste the edge's description in a spoiler on my profile for further reference.
Max can't help but whistle at's Zekke's performance, but doesn't lose much time as his arm shows the barrel again and he starts shooting at those in the windows "Hey! Aaron! Make a hole with the Humvee or something!" "You! Dirty poor sandraiders, come to papa! C'mon! Shoot if you can distinguish between your gun and your feet!" yells the justice's cyborg, trying to catch the bandit's attention.
Getting ready to ride Lucille, Max turns to Nilus who's now riding the sidecar and tends him his helmet "I have a steel-hard head, you better be using it." as he revs up the engine the Justice Cyborg asks him "Have you ever shot one of these?" pointing at the mounted firearm "I saw you at the fight, you can handle yourself. But if you ever feel curious bud, just point and pray.... that beauty will handle the rest."
With the sight of the cross and Nilus mention of the templar's name Max finally remembers "Zeke! Zeke Fightmaster! Damn, how can I be so oblivious? Always a pleasure to fight by your side, and Nilus is right. If there are more of this scum we better hit them while they lack leadership. The HMMWV and a few bikes would really help if Mr. Glowy eyes and me can fix 'em."
"Hey Sheriff, before you leave! Whatcha 'bout the sweet rides? That Big H is calling me,and I wanna answer. But the law here maybe frowns upon "spoils of war"." says Max with a smile before turning to Zeke "Sir, I hafta apologize. I called you oldie, but now I know you are truly a warrior of justice... and I believe we met before, isn't it?"
Max, angry by the shot right in his lower belly, starts running taking distance from the rest but keeping it from the soon-to-be his new ride. He then takes aim for a second and then shoots at the turret idiot.
"Got no friends around except the ones to make, bud. And judging by Pinky's reaction we are going to get shot soon." Max draws his NA sidearm and checks the clip "Ain't a better way to make friends that fighting together, won't you agree?" "Pinky, you know what's up. Tell us. And if anybody isn't armed, Lucille has a mounted rifle. I'd rather you waste my bullets than contribute nothing."
Max stops Lucille right in her tracks, removes his helmet and laughs. A heartly laugh. A long and kind one. When he finishes laughing he claps Richard in the back "Richie, I didn't understand half of what you told me but I got the rythm. I thought your people tried to hide the fact that you were well, different. And I understand it... people fear what they can't understand. As for my war wounds, maybe one day I can show you. For now let's just say I have better reasons to lay low than you would." He takes the helmet again and realizes "Before you mention it, I would have you know that attracting all the possible attention with your manners and possessions is a rather successful way to lay low."
"It means that I oxidize as a wet screw under the sun. That I need some movement or I'll get stiff. Stiff and bored." answers Max while he starts Lucille, smiling in amusement at Richie's healthy curiosity. "So tell me, why do you wear those robes? I''ve seen a fair share of wasters that believe in strange cults and wear strange clothes... and yours seem one of them, bud. But I guess looks lie 'cus you seem like an a-grade fella."
"Jerry's first then the Lodge, it will." he then turns to Richie and smiles "Intention is what counts, Richard, and you seem interested in helping. Hop in the sidecar, just point me to where you go. It may be a bit tight, but if you wanna ride with me I'll go slow. Just fast enough so we can pick your friend before you lose him." And as soon as they hop in, Max fires Lucille and enter town.
Max nods his head towards the purple robed stranger "Kudos to you, stranger. Can you show me the way, I will bring you where you need in return. Name's Max Powers. What's yours? I'll appreciate the company, anyway I'll need more directions and guidance." Before Richie can answers his attention turns towards Zeke and Nilus, even with Zeke disguised Nilus rings a bell in Max's memory... he just doesn't know which one. "Ey bub, do I know you? I feel like I've met you before... but I can't place right where or when."
A cloud of dust wakes on the horizon as Lucille soars the road, her engine roaring.
The bike stops as she nears Belknap's entrance and the engine comes to a halt. "Where can I find motor oil?" the figure yells from his position.
"Max Powers is online. All systems nominal. Weapons hot. Mission: the destruction of any and all Evil Wastelander. " Ehem... Here I am. Well, Max is a Cyborg bent of fixing things: from engines to injustice. So it's actually pretty probable that he and Zeke met before Belknap. Also, as I said in the Recruitment thread, there's a vacancy for Lucille shotgun seat. If anybody is interested on pairing with Max I am all ears.
P.S.- @Zeke: I love your last name. Man, Max Fightmaster is my hero. |
