Fallout: Wild Horses (Started, Open)

[Ruedyn]

"Did we share the same path once? I wonder..."

Markus growled at the newcomer, and noticed the dead behind him. Not by his hand, therefore the stranger. Markus tensed up, and drew his pistol, circling slowly around the man.

"Recognize me? Tell me, are you- Wait..." Markus stopped, and looked at him closely. The hair, it was familiar. The respirator hid the mans face, but he could tell...

"Ulysses." Markus didn't lower his pistol, but he showed less hostility in his stance and speech, "What brings an ex-Frumentarius around here? Have you heard anything from the rest of the Last Legion?" Legate Virgil was worried for his people, but more worried what Ulysses was doing here. Had he rejoined, or would he try to kill him like so many others? Virgil had the ear of the Monster, had he wanted it, perhaps he was more valid for assassination than previously thought...

In the end, he sighed, and lowered his pistol, offering a hand for Mercy. He stared, blank, at the Frumentarii in the meantime...

 

[TheDoctor455]

Cheyton: Keeper Compound.

Ulysses folded his arms to keep himself from clenching his fists any further. When he spoke, it was again in that same gruff monotone, though there was a slight edge to it this time, as if... "I may be a slave to the Legion's methods, but I am no longer a slave to its purpose. I haven't followed the will of history's hypocrite for twenty summers now."

Ulysses drew Old Glory again, but this time, to use it as a walking stick. He leaned on it heavily, more for show than anything else.

"As for the Last Legion," Ulysses said, "I intend to bring their dreams of conquest and rape to an end. Death is all they have sown ever since Kai-Tzar met his death at the Dam; and death is all the Last Legion and its Monster has earned in kind. They believe in nothing but the 'glory' of battle now. And they achieve nothing more than carnage and self-slaughter. Won't be long before the 'Profligates' unite against the Monster's horde, and put a halt to the Legion's last breath."

Ulysses stopped advancing once he was within a distance of ten feet to Markus and Mercy.

"It is inevitable. I mean to hasten their demise," he said, "And... find a better future."

That last part was barely said above a whisper. As if what little hope remained within the beat-up old Courier was struggling to breathe life into the man.

"Know this, Legate Virgil," Ulysses said, recognizing the young man now, "The day I set my flag down will be over my body or a nation I believe in."

And with that, Ulysses turned to leave. Giving Markus and Mercy a view of the Old World Flag on his back.

 

[Ruedyn]

"The day I set my flag down will be over my body or a nation I believe in."

Markus' heart sank. He had left, and now the Legion were returning to their old ways in force. His shoulders slumped as he lowered the pistol and sighed. All his damned hard work, all for naught?

"Tell me, have they destroyed my Legion yet? I don't want them dead by association, I had men and women in there, friends! Did they not try to fight?!" Markus took a step towards the retreating Ulysses, then stopped.

"No... I suppose you wouldn't know." He had tried to keep them a secret, his own Frumentarii, only the Monster of the East had truly known of them... and he would've wiped them out by now. His heart felt heavier, poor old Doc. Poor old everyone there, they had probably been crucified as Profligates.

"Tch. Old war flag? There is nothing in the past but the dead, fools, and memories..." Markus shook his head as he started home, beckoning Mercy to follow. He'd keep them safe. It was the least he could do...

 

[Rip Van Rabbit]

Rabbit Retrieval

"Vera Rabbit... I've come to bring an end to your pain if you wish and allow you the opportunity to die with dignity."

Tessa was touched by how Victoria was performing the rites of an Undertaker, however, she did not like what this meant. Was this it? Is Vera going to die because of her previously heated accusations? She was about to lose the family she had just met.

"However... if that is not what you wish, I can help you prolong your life."

Victoria concluded and started pointing to the single electrical lead that needed to be connected that would give Vera her main power back. Mercy's handiwork, Tessa would recognise the remnants of that particular plasma pistol anywhere. There was still a chance...

"Go save Mercy! One of those assholes with the kids took her! Save HER! GO! DAMNIT GO!"

"Not without saving you first! You're just as important as anyone else!" Tessa did not hesitate to secure the now connected electrical lead, which would presumably power Vera, if Victoria's indications were correct. "I'll make things right for once..."

Now Mercy had also suffered because of her actions?

She was in no condition to fight, but she would march to her death for Mercy right now.

Cradling Vera in her arms, making sure not to disturb the improvised power connection. Tessa winced as the extra weight hurt her body, however, she nodded towards Victoria. "Let's make sure Vera is safe at home, then I'll go find Mercy."

Utterly destroyed emotionally, Tessa desperately made her way home. What were those Children doing to Mercy?

 

[TheDoctor455]

En Route to The Rabbit Hole

Vera would be protesting a bit more, but... Tessa hadn't exactly thought through where she had the little eyebot's faceplate pointed. As it was, Vera had an excellent... 'view' of Tessa's umm... oh you can figure it out. Plus, Tessa's um... 'assets' were blocking Vera's speaker, so even if she did say anything, it would just come out very muffled.

Vera couldn't decide if this was simple clumsiness on Tessa's part... or if it were deliberate. Either way, she was just as surprised about her... 'positioning' as she was by the fact that Tessa was slowly carrying her to the Rabbit Hole home... yes... home.

The little eyebot however, couldn't fully enjoy her current situation because her power was still fluctuating wildly, if less dangerously than before, so she kept having a series of quiet mood swings as one moment she felt very chipper and ready to tear Ulysses and the Keepers a new one, and the next, she felt as though she could pass out at any moment. And every emotion she could process kept flicking in and out, only to be immediately replaced with a different one.

Oh I hope Mercy's okay... because if SHE ISN'T I'M GOING TO FUCKING DESTROY THOSE ASSHOLES! ... Tessa has some.... nice cushions... Gah! Why do I even have a sex drive?! How does that even work!?! Oh... please let Mercy be okay...

 

[Generic NPC 22]

The Hare Hideout aka The Rabbit Cave aka The Fortress of Rabbitude

The youngest of the Twisted Hares hadn't been paying particular attention to the interaction between Ulysses and Markus, rather she had been focused on the bodies of the dead that were strewn everywhere. The Children (both boys and girls): It wasn't the faces contorted in various expressions of animistic anger that disturbed her, it was the ones that looked thankful for release, the ones that had were aware of what they had become and had finally found some measure of peace that made the Shamed Rabbit bury her face into the former legionaire's side, covering her face from the world and its horrors.

They were walking now, and still, the Youngest of the Rabbit sisters couldn't bear to witness the monstrous acts that men had wrought upon each other Perhaps she would have noticed that a few of the dead Knuckleheads that littered the streets appeared to have died from wounds suffered at the hands of packs of wild creatures as Cheyton was becoming a war zone with the Rabbit Sisters and the Twisted Hares in the middle of it all.

*Creeeeeeeeeek*

The creaking of the front door to the Rabbit's house was a welcome sound and she swore to what ever deity was listening to her that she would never ever ever oil that door or think about fixing it and it was at that point that she looked up from Markus' side and saw the danger she had put every one in with her stunt.

Tessa was sitting on the couch with Vera on her lap, a sight that would have been normally welcoming to the Plasma Rabbit until she saw the wounds that her sisters had suffered. The Undertaker, Victoria McGee, was sitting nearby with a glass of green liquid in her hands and a rather large Anti Materiel rifle next to her. She too appeared to have been drained of her emotions as her normally perfect makeup job had been ruined by tears that streaked her makeup. Even Markus appeared to have been impacted by the night's events.

Running from Markus' side, the youngest rabbit practically dove into the arms of her Rabbit sisters, her crying muffled as she buried her face into Tessa's sides.

"I - sorry - so - I - s-s-s-s-sorry" The Balling Bunny tried to say between gulps of air and sobbing spasms before she looked at her sisters, eyes soaked with salty, stinging tears and let the world know:

"I'm s-s-sorry. I-I-I didn't mean for this to ha-ha-happen. I'm sorry, T-T-Tess. I'm so-sor-sorry Vera. I-I-I'm sorry Vicky. I'm - I'm - I'm sorry Markus." The Rabbit said before she sat up, awaiting whatever verdict the group would pass upon her in regards to her stunt.

 

[TheDoctor455]

The Rabbit Hole

Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on your view of it), when Tessa sat down with Vera in her lap, the second eldest Bunny sister had turned the little eyebot around so that she could see who was coming in through the door. Vera missed her previous view... somewhat... but...

"Oh Mer-Mer," she said her voice rising with excitement and relief, "If I could power my hover engines now... I'd be flying right out of Tessa's lap to give you a giant nuzzle!"

I'm s-s-sorry. I-I-I didn't mean for this to ha-ha-happen. I'm sorry, T-T-Tess. I'm so-sor-sorry Vera. I-I-I'm sorry Vicky. I'm-I'm-I'm sorry Markus." The adorable Bawling Bunny cried.

"Hey, don't worry about it Mercy," Vera said, "I.. I thought my little show would've been enough to make every thug and killer-for-hire in Cheyton crap their pants and run... but I was wrong. I made a mistake, and you were almost taken away from..." Vera struggled to find a way to finish that sentence. Given all that had happened and all that had been said, Vera didn't quite know where she fit into things.

"Hey, come here Mer-Mer, it's okay. Everyone's... more or less okay now. We're all here together, still? Right?"

 

[Ruedyn]

Markus noticed the bodies he had left behind, the twisted and mutilated. All dead, though some weren't by his hand. Ulysses had struck too. Mercy had hidden behind him, hoping he could shield her from the atrocities. He tried his best, pulling her closer. Markus was disheartened to learn the streets had become as bad as the Keeper's camp. But of course they were. War seemed to follow the Legion.

*Creeeeeeeeeek*

Why did that sound infuriate Markus so? He grimaced as it swung open, slowly, and saw the weird look of happiness on Mercy's face. He offered a weak smile in return.

Looking inside, it seemed he was the least active tonight, as he had assumed he would be. Mercy flew from his side to her sisters, and Markus simply stood in place. He couldn't make himself look her in the eyes when she apologized, he had risked her life and then mentally scarred her. He should be apologizing, but he said nothing. He sighed, and moved towards the group as the robot spoke.

"Hey, come here Mer-Mer, it's okay. Everyone's... more or less okay now. We're all here together, still? Right?"

"... I suppose I will stay for awhile. There's a war on, and I have nothing to return to..." MArkus smiled bitterly, and placed his hand on Mercy's shoulder. He looked to Vicky, the one he owed his life to, who had ruined her make-up.

"Would you mind telling me your side of things tonight? I want to know how bad things have gotten."

 

[Ruedyn]

"A Legionnaire with a heart of gold? The world does still offer a surprise every so often."

"True." Markus smiled, and cast a look towards the sisters. Mercy must've known by now, but he was unsure of Tessa. The robot wouldn't matter... Probably. Their personalities were easily changed. His smile shrunk a bit when she wiped off her make-up.

He listened to the news. Sounded like the group would need guerilla tactics. Back to Frumentarii ways. Though he did stiffen at the mention of Ulysses, how was he involved in all of this? Should he have taken the shot?

"What do you know of Ulysses, Markus. He told me to rescue you from the Knuckleheads as an in with the sisters. But if you have any information about him, what I'm about to propose might become easier."

"Ex-Legion, frumentarii, master of deceit and subterfuge. I met him earlier tonight- whoop." Markus lunged forward, and caught the falling pale beauty by the waist. He repositioned her into a fireman's carry.

"She needs some rest, I'll take her to the bedroom." Markus trudged off. He was tired too, but he could stay up as long as the sisters needed him. His life debt dictated as much. He went back to the living room, after placing the Undertaker in a more comfortable position on Tessa's bed, and striped off his new armor.

"Well, you guys should rest up soon." Markus smiled innocently. Time to see if they noticed his Legionnaire comments...

 

[Rip Van Rabbit]

Home

Self-hatred and extreme internal criticism just scratched the surface of what she was feeling.

*Creeeeeeeeeek*

When had the door starting making that noise?

More importantly, Mercy and Markus were alive and physically well. That's all she could ask for, as for herself, she felt that she did not deserve to tears from her sister, let alone the slightest bit of affection.

With her hair covering her face, Tessa turned Vera on her lap to face both of them. Vera would be able to see the utter heartbreak and tears, Mercy would clearly hear them as she broke down with her hands clutching her head.

Finally, Tessa managed to speak to both of her sisters in an utterly depressed monotone. "You have every right to be angry at me. You have every right to hate me. I can even leave if that will help...I don't deserve to be cared for. Not after what I said, not after the way I treated either of you and -...and I am s-so sorry because all of this, this is my fault."

Between the tears and weakness in her body, Tessa choked out the apology her robotic sister deserved. "This is a new home, new city, new dangers...but this is my first family whatsoever. You are apart of that, Vera. Flesh and blood doesn't dictate how real of a person you can be. What I said before-...I was scared and selfish and paranoid and a *****. I said things in anger that I didn't mean...You're my sister and it doesn't matter what you're made of. I wasn't going to leave you before and I won't now."

Despondently, she turned to Mercy, her nails clenching into her legs painfully. "I didn't mean-...I just...what I said, what I did...I was a terrible sister and you deserve so much better. You deserve someone less horrible-...I had no right saying what I said...You know that I love you, you know that you mean the world to me...but I love you, Mercy. But I'll understand if you hate me."

Gently moving Vera onto Mercy's lap. Tessa frustratedly pulled out all the bloodied blades and threw them on the nearby table. That was enough to bring her into uncontrollable sobbing of her own. "N-none of...this would have h-happened if had just kept-...my mouth shut!"

Standing up with significant effort and stiffness, she became aware of how bloodied her armor had become when she was in full light. Her self-hatred had reached a new low by this point when she finally whispered to her sisters. "I love you both and I'm sorry...for being me."

[hr]

Between her talking, bits and pieces of the conversation between Markus and Victoria could be heard. Most notably, Markus' link to the Legion.

Limping towards the bedroom, she had caught him just as he was coming back from the bedroom. "Markus..." She laid a hand on his shoulder, which quickly devolved into a hug. Upon moving apart, she spoke with him directly. It was clear that she was hurt, but not by Markus. "Thank you. Thank you for saving my sister. This is now your home too and I'm in your debt...I'm in no position to judge anyone by their origins. But I don't think of you as Legion." She slowly smiled to indicate her sincerity. "I think of Markus as just...Markus. No labels or prejudice."

[hr]

Limping off towards the bedroom to check on Victoria, only to find herself fast asleep. Covering her in a blanket and smirking, Tessa whispered to the ethereal beauty. "Med-X and alcohol is always a bad idea."

Tessa reflected on Victoria's words on the rooftop for a moment.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, Tess. You've been acting to protect your family and I would expect nothing less of someone who truly cares for those that they love."

Whispering to her sleeping form. "I'll act to protect you too, since I care about you as well."

"I'm sorry that you've been drug into this mess. To tell you the truth, my family bears much of the responsibility for putting you in this position of having to kill those creatures."

Whispering once more. "And I'll keep fighting for you. No matter what we have to face."

[hr]

Tessa dreaded leaving the bedroom. Instead she quietly pulled off the bloodied armor and threw on some nearby ill-fitting casual shorts and sleeveless shirt. The downside is that it exposed her scarring and recent wounds even more.

With a sigh, she made her way back into the living room. Ready to face the inevitable beratement from her sisters.

She looked like a mess. She felt even worse.

 

[TheDoctor455]

Mercy's warm lap. The Rabbit Hole.

Vera was really starting to enjoy being both of her sisters' laps... she could get used to this. Especially now that... apparently, she could actually start to think of them as sisters.

"This is a new home, new city, new dangers...but this is my first family whatsoever. You are apart of that, Vera. Flesh and blood doesn't dictate how real of a person you can be. What I said before-...I was scared and selfish and paranoid and a *****. I said things in anger that I didn't mean...You're my sister and it doesn't matter what you're made of. I wasn't going to leave you before and I won't now." Tessa said, choking on her tears.

Despite all of her former anger and frustration with the second eldest rabbit sister... something about Tessa's apology broke through all of that, and actually got Vera to feel sorry for Tessa.

"Tessa..." Vera said unsure of how to phrase this, "It's... it's okay. Really. Its... what I'm used to. I mean, everyone seems to see me as... never mind." she cut herself off, realizing she was only making Tessa feel worse, "But you and Mercy did what no one else has done before... you... called me a sister. You... called me by my name... no one's done that before. Its always been 'eyebot this' and 'flying doggie that'..." She cut herself off again, once again realizing that she was only making her sister feel even worse, "Seriously though, don't worry about it Tessa. I'm okay, Mercy's here and she's safe too. You're safe. We're all good here."

It looked as though Tessa might just about be feeling okay now. And then Vera tried to diffuse the situation with humor.

"Good news everyone!" Vera said by playing a record of an old comedy TV show about the future... which turned out to be horribly wrong, "I ran a quick diagnostic and it looks like I only lost some old holotapes from the 1980's! And... seriously, who needed that? The 80's sucked! That's like losing a spleen or a small rubber band or something!"

And Vera shut up again because she was starting to worry that she'd made Tessa feel irrevocably worse about herself.

"Sorry Tessa," she said as her sister started retreating into another room in the house, "I was just kidding!"

After a few moments.

"Idiot," Vera said cursing herself.

 

[Ruedyn]

"I think of Markus as just...Markus. No labels or prejudice."

Markus shut out his negative thoughts and hugged her back with a genuine smile on his face. A thought did push it's way to his mind, though.

'Didn't she say she was on the other team.' Markus held in a laugh as she went to her bedroom, where Vicky was. He decided to not take off for an errand again, instead opting to just sit around and think.

He wasn't sure why the Rabbits trusted him so quickly, or so soon. Especially since they knew his true alignment. He was the fox, dressed in red and ordered to destroy any profligates. And here were a group of them... But he couldn't bring himself to think about murdering them quite yet. Perhaps he would rebuild his Legion with them. He'd need to train Mercy, Tessa had a killer's instinct. Vicky was already one of the better agents he'd met. He frowned, the group were probably not interested though.

"Idiot."

Markus smiled again. A robot who had emotions, what would technology come up with next? He decided he had seen enough for the day, and fell asleep leaning on the couch.

 

[Generic NPC 22]

The Rabbit Hole: Vera Suffers from Mercy's Tender Mercies:

"I didn't mean-...I just...what I said, what I did...I was a terrible sister and you deserve so much better. You deserve someone less horrible-...I had no right saying what I said...You know that I love you, you know that you mean the world to me...but I love you, Mercy. But I'll understand if you hate me." Tessa had said with Mercy's head still buried deep, deep, deeeeep inside the comforting embrace of three sisters before Vera had been placed in Mercy's lap.

"N-none of...this would have h-happened if had just kept-...my mouth shut!" Came the climax of Elder Rabbit Sister's sadness before she retreated from the room.

"Good news everyone!" Vera said by playing a record of an old comedy TV show about the future... which turned out to be horribly wrong, "I ran a quick diagnostic and it looks like I only lost some old holotapes from the 1980's! And... seriously, who needed that? The 80's sucked! That's like losing a spleen or a small rubber band or something!"

Despite the horrid timing of the comment, the Plasmaless Plasma Bunny couldn't help but smile at her sister's attempt to diffuse the tension.

"Vera. Does that mean you've been around since the 1980s? Wouldn't that make you my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grand sister?" The Happier Hare said as she stood up, Vera still being cradled in Mercy's arms, and headed over towards her workbench. With all that had been going on, Mercy still felt a bit upset by the night's events but there was still one thing that could banish all the bad feelings away and as she placed Vera on the workbench, she hit play on her holoplayer, playing the last track that she had been listening to.

​

"Well sissy V. Let's see what we can do to get the 1980's back in you." The Builder Bunny said as she looked at the damage that Vera had suffered from her fall. The damage wasn't too severe, truth be told, the broken bits just needed to be removed and a new armor place needed to be attached to the portion that had been breached. But, she couldn't quite bring herself to tell Vera the truth.

"Sis, I'm sorry, you'll - you'll never walk again." The Drama Bunny said in the most overly serious tone she could muster up as she removed the bits of the broken flamethrower and breached chassis panel, her body bouncing in time with the music as she worked.

"Vera 5 is ALIVE!" Mercy squealed as she made the final connection between Vera's power core and the Mercy's plasma pistol, putting all of Vera's power stats in the green. You might have thought that Mercy would have been sad to have had to sacrifice her home made plasma pistol for her sister's life, but you'd be thinking wrong if that was that case.

As the song died down for a moment and Mercy found herself attaching an armored panel to Vera's undercarriage, Mercy found herself smiling as it was time to get serious in a way only close sisters could.

"Sissy V. I love you." Mercy said as she nuzzled the BUNNY BALL OF BEAUTY! and flipped the switch that brought all of Vera's systems back online and as Vera found herself able to float around under her own power again, Mercy smiled and did what Bouncing Baby Bunnies did best, she started dancing with her sister Vera until the song ended.

Now, Markus, I - or rather Mercy didn't forget about you. She didn't miss the part where Victoria called you a Legionnaire and she didn't miss the part where you didn't deny it. However, that wasn't the reason why she was "ignoring" you. No, as Mercy found herself working and dancing, she would catch herself stealing discreet glances at the former member of Caesar's Legion, you know those shy glances and those tiny smiles aimed at Markus had he been paying attention.

Falling onto the floor and laughing, Mercy looked up at her Bouncing Ball of a Bunny Sister and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, the 1980's totally sucked."

 

[TheDoctor455]

The Glorious Rabbit Hole. Wait... that came out wrong, didn't it? Oh well.

Vera felt safer than she ever had before in Mercy's arms, it also reminded her that no one had ever held the little eyebot like this until she met the Rabbit sisters and joined the Bunny fold. Not even her 'father.'

Vera cooed happily and quietly as Mercy carried her to the workbench.

"Vera. Does that mean you've been around since the 1980s? Wouldn't that make you my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grand sister?" Despite not needing to breathe, Vera could not figure out how Mercy had said all of that in one breath.

"Umm... sort of yes and no," Vera said, "This frame I'm in was one of the first eyebots ever made in 1979 by Robco... but... it didn't have a personality matrix... those didn't come along until about 2014, so even ED-E was younger than you think." Vera paused as she tried to block out the memories of the nuclear holocaust that had consumed the entire world in 2077, "But... more recently... the Enclave captured this frame when it was wandering around the Capital Wasteland and started trying to turn it into a weapon. First step was giving it more armor. They never got to the next step."

Vera paused. And realized her sister was still talking to her. Oops.

"Sis, I'm sorry, you'll - you'll never walk again." The Evil little Plasma Bunny said as she bounced in time with the music.

"Har-har." Vera said, if she could, she'd be rolling her eyes and trying to suppress a smirk.

"Vera 5 is ALIVE!" Mercy said, letting Vera fly again. Vera quickly zoomed around the room to test her hover engines out again.

"Yaaaaaeeeeh!" She cried out in excitement before heading back to Mercy.

"Sissy V. I love you." the Adorable Tinkering Bunny said as she brought Vera closer in for a nuzzle.

"I love you too, Mer-Mer," Vera said, nuzzling her sister back.

Then Mercy fell to the floor and nodded to Vera in agreement as Vera dropped down to the floor with her.

"Yeah, the 1980's totally sucked." Mercy said.

"You know it," and then Vera finally realized something that had been bugging her this whole time, like an itch she could never reach, "Wait... was Markus in Ceee-ser's Legion?" Vera finished, making a point to deliberately mispronounce that accursed name.

 

[ImSkeletor]

Doctor McGrath watched as his hot plasma sailed off missing entirely. He sighed and began the painful reload process. He took out energy cell after energy cell from his bag pressing them into the Plasma shotgun. Until he counted twelve. Then he had to wait for the gun to cool down as it had just created a massive amount of energy. He pumped the shotgun and looked up to aim. It was at this moment he saw a white fox like creature rocketing toward him and heard its high pitch scream. "MotherFu" He crashed onto his back his face was wildly clawed at by the creature. He slammed the back end of his gun into the creatures face knocking it onto the ground next him. Blood poured down his face from the wide variety of scratch. He slammed the gun into the head of the stunned creature again and again. His skull fractured and its blood splattered all over Booker's shirt. He pulled himself up and watched as the dumb Deathclaw stuggled to get up. Booker walked toward it and shoved the end of his gun down the creatures throat and pulled the trigger instantly turning its insides into fluid.

 

[Soviet Heavy]

Jacob's Hospital

"June, Nurse June, Head of Staff here."
"Ma'am, Op-4 has just finished up, but the Auto-Doc couldn't save the patient. Papa Regis, the Khan's leader, is dead."
"Could you please come with me? There's something you should see."

Jacob's Hospital
A long day's bloody work was surely wrapping up. Sixty Khans were beyond saving, and were laid out in the morgue under wraps. The others would walk, some of them barely. But none of them were content. There was no relief for those who lived, just bitterness and anger for those that hadn't. This wasn't a time for mourning. Not until the ones responsible for fucking with the Great Khans had been brought down. This was war, unrelenting, never changing.

The doctors stood apart from the Khans, either out of respect, or fear. It was clear that the warriors were wound tight, and the slightest misstep could set them off. Jack and Melissa, the newly appointed clan leaders, approached Nurse June. Melissa spoke. "June, do you still have Jon Ackerman's body here somewhere?" It was an odd request. Ackerman had been killed in the past week, a drunken Khan who had ended up on the wrong side of a bounty poster. He had nothing to do with the massacre.

Jack, possibly sensing the confusion, spoke up to clarify. "Most of these guys are going to lose it if we can't avenge what happened. They need a way to let loose. Perhaps avenging one of the Khans will settle things for a bit. Ackerman might have been scum, but he was one of us. We're going after Vincent Hastings."

 

[FalloutJack]

[OOC: Okay, what I'm getting from this is that Mcgrath was actually closer to the tumbled Deathclaw than I expected, because I THINK he was finishing it AFTER going crazy on the fox.]

Still in Wyoming

Situations are what they are because of the circumstances contained within them. It was inevitable that there would be trouble whenever a Deathclaw was involved. There was no way to avoid this, as even intellectual Deathclaws were rarely considered trustworthy by humans or any humanoid being. They were universally feared, except by other Deathclaws. A face only a mother coulld love, right? Well, witness now what unfolds here on this hill. Malkos was already on the move, of course. He had a habit of doing that, because humans kept shooting at him. However, in a sudden freak-out, Mcgrath put the lights out forever on his fellow Death-colleague after Joe had pulled a fast one.

In that split second when Malkos saw that, Martin shot him in the face, which stung quite a bit. Joe didn't quite make that BECAUSE of Martin, and then Malkos was seeing red. Not from blood, but from rage. Oh, he hadn't been angry before, but now you killed one of his kind. That's where the trouble starts. The body of the Dead-claw was hoisted up and swung into Mcgrath rather swiftly. He then ran up to Joe and Martin with the body as a shield, letting off a battle-howl to slam at them hard with it in turn.

The dead Deathclaw was heavy mass plus flailing arms with claws at the end. This makes it major suckages for anyone at the wrong end of the thing. Guatanteed, anyone significantly hit here was going flying.

 

[EmperorZuma]

Jacob's Hospital

June pursed her lips as she considered what the Khan's wanted with a corpse, especially if it meant loosing a vengeful mob on the Wasteland. "Well, if we're keeping him, then he'll be in the morgue. Though chances are good he's already been stripped and burned."

As she led the new Khan leaders to the basement, June couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated with the day's events. Sixty of them...fatalities, Jacob could have saved most of them, maybe even their Papa... June continued to ponder about how things could be different if the good doctor wasn't on his safari as she led them down the stairs, stopping short of two doors on the opposite walls of the basement hallway.

Unlocking the door to her left, June pushed open the doors to the morgue, a musky smell of death and chemicals drifting into the hall as June turned on the lights. "Let's see.....1, 3, 5, 6 and 9 are occupied. If the man you're looking for is still here, he's in one of them." June spoke as she unlocked the cabinets used to store the cadavers, opening each one of them so the Khans could look inside.

 

[RobDaBank]

I-25, The Fork In The Road

"Yeah, okay, if you want to repay me, then meet me in New Wheatland. If we miss each other, then I'll just write off the debt."

"Farewell for now, friend" Said Kaiden as he turned and headed back for his home, making sure he was in fact headed the right way this time. New Wheatland? He thought to himself, Perhaps one of our scouts knows where it is He told himself, determined to fulfill his promise to the doctor.

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South of Redstone Camping Ground

Kaiden found himself on the familiar winding road, headed uphill towards his new home. Since the drugs had worked their way out of his body he had begun to ache a little from his travels. A well earned rest was in order, but there was business to attend to first. He pushed on and as he neared the last bend he heard a loud barking. It was getting louder too, headed towards him. As he came around the bend a dog leaped through the air, narrowly missing him, followed by a rush of 4 Super Mutants, wielding ranged and melee weapons. The dog turned and barked even louder, poised to pounce again.

"Kyyyiiip!!" Yelled a powerful, booming voice. The dog stopped barking and sat perfectly still like a statue. "Kaiden! You have returned!" Came the voice again, softer this time. Kaiden turned his attention from the guard dog, who had done his job of drawing attention towards an intruder, and faced a huge Nightkin, bigger than any Mutant he had ever seen. "Welcome home!" He said again, smiling that odd looking smile that Super Mutants and Nightkin alike do.

 

[Generic NPC 22]

The Rabbit Den of Dreams and Defenestration:

"Wait... was Markus in Ceee-ser's Legion?" The newly christened Plasma Bunny asked as she floated near where the soon to be Stun Bunny was sitting, parts strewn in front of her as she tried to figure out some sort of weapon that she could use to replace her Plasma Pistol until a new one could be built. Looking at the Great Ball of Gooifying Goodness, Mercy's said creased into a frown as she nodded.

"I think so. I - I was with him when he ran into Ulysses. It seems that they had some stuff in common, the stuff mostly revolving around the Legion." Mercy admitted, though she hadn't gotten the totality of what had been said due to her mental state at the time. Picking up a metal gauntlet of some sort, she used it at the base chassis for her weapon and attached a spool of light weight metal cable to the end.

"I don't get it though. If he's a member of the Legion, why'd he save me? From what I've heard, they have a severe dislike for women." She said as she looked over at Markus for a moment before quickly turning back to her work, adding parts from the electro magnet that she had built earlier as a sort of firing mechanism for the metallic cable.

"Do you think he could be ex-Legion? I mean if he left that Legion, does that mean that he doesn't follow their rules anymore?" The Blushing Bunny asked as she sneaked another gaze at the slumbering Markus. Adding a microfusion battery would allow her to create and electrical charge on the cable as well.

Picking up the gauntlet, she pointed the fist towards a mannequin and squeezed her thumb with the rest of her fingers, causing a device to launch a length of cable that wrapped around the mannequin. Moment's later, the cloth of the mannequin started smoking as the electrical charge on the line headed the cloth to point of combustion. If it were a real person however, they'd have fund themselves twitching uncontrollably on the ground. It wasn't the greatest weapon but it would do in the meantime.

As Mercy began looking to see what she could do to improve the range on the stunner line, something blocked the light that she was using to build, causing the Happy Hare to smile as she saw her sister. Even though Mercy had noticed the scars and wounds on her sister's body, she just couldn't help herself from glomping onto Tessa, a smile plastered all over the Youngest Sister's face as she held her Older sister in a giant hug.

"Tess. I'm sorry I said what I said. I was just angry at what you said to Vera and I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Can you pleeeease forgive me?" The Youngest Rabbit asked, determined not to let go until her sister forgave her.