"I'm going to hope that was a joke," replied Night Owl with a laugh. "That, or your priorities are a bit skewed.'
Home on the Wastes (A Fallout RolePlay) (closed, ended)
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Knox snickers a bit and rubs the back of his neck
"Heh, yeah, I guess you can call it that. I jus' call it seeing a smokin' girl."
"Heh, yeah, I guess you can call it that. I jus' call it seeing a smokin' girl."
-----Helen-----
"Yeah, I'm tough. I've been swarmed by deathclaws since I started this "treasure hunt". I've put up this much time looking for the damned treasure, and you aren't having any of it... Damn it Helen, shut up. Stop telling them these things... I mean... There's no treasure, I'm here for the deathclaws, good eatin'!"
She ain't too bad on the eyes neither
"You're damn right I am kid. Got to be fit to outrun the deathclaws"
-----Ethan-----
"Listen lady" We're only here for one thing, a little chip. It's probably not even a part of your damn "treasure". Tell you what, as it stands it's just you out here, wheras we are several heavily armed men. What do you saw we go into that valley together as soon as the sun goes up, we have been walking for a while after all.
"Yeah, I'm tough. I've been swarmed by deathclaws since I started this "treasure hunt". I've put up this much time looking for the damned treasure, and you aren't having any of it... Damn it Helen, shut up. Stop telling them these things... I mean... There's no treasure, I'm here for the deathclaws, good eatin'!"
She ain't too bad on the eyes neither
"You're damn right I am kid. Got to be fit to outrun the deathclaws"
-----Ethan-----
"Listen lady" We're only here for one thing, a little chip. It's probably not even a part of your damn "treasure". Tell you what, as it stands it's just you out here, wheras we are several heavily armed men. What do you saw we go into that valley together as soon as the sun goes up, we have been walking for a while after all.
"Treasure? I find it hard to believe there is anything other than deathclaws and corpses out here, besides, any treasure a woman who argues with herself is looking for probably ain't worth it."
-----Helen-----
The lone human in the valley jabbered to herself with her back turned to the group, aparantly not wanting to be overheard or share in the conversation. Although she was speaking loudly enough that any attempt at subtlety was lost, and the entire group over heard.
"They really didn't know about the treasure? I could use the help. It might be heavy. No! how do you know they can trust them? I can trust them better than the deathclaws. Deathclaws don't lie. Deathclaws do kill. I could use all the help I can get. An entire pre-war arms cache. Food, armor, ammo, meds tech. untouched by anyone. you'll be a rich woman, you can finally go to New Vegas, live the high life. It should be all yours. You still don't know if you can trust them. They don't know where it is, only you know where the treasure is. They look tired from hiking let them stay the night. And if they act up you can kill them in their sleep. And if they don't they can get their chip, you can go to Vegas. You'll all kill the deathclaws together. Yeah!"
The lone waster spun around, her internal soliloquy over for now.
"You boys look tired, you should spend the night in my house it's safe, the deathclaws don't come up this high. We can deal with them in the morning. You should sleep. My name's Helen by the way."
The lone human in the valley jabbered to herself with her back turned to the group, aparantly not wanting to be overheard or share in the conversation. Although she was speaking loudly enough that any attempt at subtlety was lost, and the entire group over heard.
"They really didn't know about the treasure? I could use the help. It might be heavy. No! how do you know they can trust them? I can trust them better than the deathclaws. Deathclaws don't lie. Deathclaws do kill. I could use all the help I can get. An entire pre-war arms cache. Food, armor, ammo, meds tech. untouched by anyone. you'll be a rich woman, you can finally go to New Vegas, live the high life. It should be all yours. You still don't know if you can trust them. They don't know where it is, only you know where the treasure is. They look tired from hiking let them stay the night. And if they act up you can kill them in their sleep. And if they don't they can get their chip, you can go to Vegas. You'll all kill the deathclaws together. Yeah!"
The lone waster spun around, her internal soliloquy over for now.
"You boys look tired, you should spend the night in my house it's safe, the deathclaws don't come up this high. We can deal with them in the morning. You should sleep. My name's Helen by the way."
Lucius stared at the strange women as she jabbered on to the rest of the group. He had seen plenty of dissolutes and profligates whose minds were thoroughly baked by the sun in his scouting missions in the wastes, and she seemed like another one. He still made a mental note of the fact that there was "treasure" in the area. He did't know if this woman could be trusted though, so he would figure out whether to report the stash when he saw it. While it could be nothing but a stash of old pre-war soda bottles (he had heard rumors of a stash of bottle caps, and not even the kind used as currency in most places, of all things), there was always the possibility that it really could contain something that would greatly help the Legion.
"A safe place to rest for the night would be good," Lucius replied to the wastelander. Knowing that they wouldn't be happened upon by Deathclaws during the night would be greatly reassuring, but he planned on keeping his rifle close and his machete even closer the whole time though. It was always best to do so around dissolutes like this.
"A safe place to rest for the night would be good," Lucius replied to the wastelander. Knowing that they wouldn't be happened upon by Deathclaws during the night would be greatly reassuring, but he planned on keeping his rifle close and his machete even closer the whole time though. It was always best to do so around dissolutes like this.
"As in sleep peacefully through the night or sleep with a slit throat?" Muttered Night Owl under is his breath, in his experience crazy woman didn't make the best hosts but Night Owl wouldn't complain if the others agreed to stay.
"I suppose it's a slightly better idea than tramping out into infested Death claw territory in the dead of night, I'm fine with staying."
"Power Armour, making ordinary men juggernauts." Night Owl glanced up at the sky, taking in how little daylight they had left.
"We don't have long before this place is pitch black and crawling with Death Claws."
"We don't have long before this place is pitch black and crawling with Death Claws."
Ethan looked up at the sky as well. "Yeah Night Owl, seems like a good time to hit the sack. But first, what do you say the two of us hole up above the valley, see what we can see. With a name like Night Owl, you gotta have decent night vision. We can get a god look at how many deathclaws are down there, maybe we'll get lucky and spot the guy who stole the chip. Once we know what's down there and what the landscape looks like, we can bang out a plan with the others."