Demeter fiddled with the computer, being an employee's desktop, the level of security wasn't as heavily encrypted. Finding that the desktop wasn't running the desired OS, she starting looking through the scattered remnants of his desk, eventually finding a small drive labeled "OS X", after a brief discussion the group decided that this must indeed be what House was looking for.
Pocketing the data drive they walked again down the stairs. the heavier members of the troop grumbled as they proceeded down the flights of stairs. one of the robots trundled past the group, and was pushed aside, landing on its back, and flailing like a turtle.
As they exited the shaman again approached them, expressing his congratulations at their success and that of Aasebun, who had retrieved a set of schematics on the robots wandering the building. With that text, their ability to understand the machines would greatly improve. And sooner they would be able to explore deeper into the "temple". Eventually they would have to start heading outwards for their adulthood rituals.
Ethan had regained consciousness, but had unfortunately lost his armor. The pieces had been taken off and split to form a solid splint for his arm, a sling made out of some cloth from his clothing hung around his neck. keeping his nearly shattered arm from swinging to his pace and allowing it to knit properly.
The shaman made a grand gesture to the team, offering to allow them to stay for the ceremony they had enabled by killing the scorpion. Its venom had been mixed into a potent hallucinogen for the ceremony.
Declining the generous offer for a drug fueled night of inner exploration, although some looked distinctly like they wanted to stay and see what the evening could have held, and what effects the drugs would have had. But they pressed on, hiking for a few days across the wastes until the glitter of New Vegas showed in the distance.
The team entered the lucky 38, riding the elevator up to see House, the securitrons wheeled out and paid their wages. Ethan received his thousand caps, Demeter her 500, Chaz 750,
The others received the usual 200 caps, mostly to encourage them to gamble it away.
Before they left, House informed them of their immediate schedule.
"Unfortunately it will take some time for my systems to process this new data, and significantly longer to configure it to my own needs. As a result I will be operating in a reduced capacity for some time. I have enough redundancies in my systems to ensure my city will continue to operate without my constant intervention. However, for the next week, you are free to do what you wish. Keep your pip boys on, when I need you I will be able to contact you through them. Until then, enjoy yourselves".
Pocketing the data drive they walked again down the stairs. the heavier members of the troop grumbled as they proceeded down the flights of stairs. one of the robots trundled past the group, and was pushed aside, landing on its back, and flailing like a turtle.
As they exited the shaman again approached them, expressing his congratulations at their success and that of Aasebun, who had retrieved a set of schematics on the robots wandering the building. With that text, their ability to understand the machines would greatly improve. And sooner they would be able to explore deeper into the "temple". Eventually they would have to start heading outwards for their adulthood rituals.
Ethan had regained consciousness, but had unfortunately lost his armor. The pieces had been taken off and split to form a solid splint for his arm, a sling made out of some cloth from his clothing hung around his neck. keeping his nearly shattered arm from swinging to his pace and allowing it to knit properly.
The shaman made a grand gesture to the team, offering to allow them to stay for the ceremony they had enabled by killing the scorpion. Its venom had been mixed into a potent hallucinogen for the ceremony.
Declining the generous offer for a drug fueled night of inner exploration, although some looked distinctly like they wanted to stay and see what the evening could have held, and what effects the drugs would have had. But they pressed on, hiking for a few days across the wastes until the glitter of New Vegas showed in the distance.
The team entered the lucky 38, riding the elevator up to see House, the securitrons wheeled out and paid their wages. Ethan received his thousand caps, Demeter her 500, Chaz 750,
The others received the usual 200 caps, mostly to encourage them to gamble it away.
Before they left, House informed them of their immediate schedule.
"Unfortunately it will take some time for my systems to process this new data, and significantly longer to configure it to my own needs. As a result I will be operating in a reduced capacity for some time. I have enough redundancies in my systems to ensure my city will continue to operate without my constant intervention. However, for the next week, you are free to do what you wish. Keep your pip boys on, when I need you I will be able to contact you through them. Until then, enjoy yourselves".
I will be up in Vermont for the upcoming week, (hence ending the mission somewhat early) and while it's absolutely gorgeous up there, there is little to no internet access. So, over this next week and maybe a few days afterwards, feel free to mess around New Vegas and the immediate vicinity. IF you want, for your first post, you can also delve into what your characters did while walking back to NV.
I'll be on... occasionally at best, so I'm calling on Outcast to work to keep things within reason.
I'll be on... occasionally at best, so I'm calling on Outcast to work to keep things within reason.
