The Uniting of Vegas.The Uniting of Vegas.5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Even Boone couldn't be too down as the group entered Freeside at long last; their steps were light, they'd traded all their winter equipment in after descending the mountain and were now back to their signature selves: the Courier in hoodie, boots, beret, cargos, machete dangling at her hip; Boone in cargos, beret, undershirt, rifle slung over his back, sunglasses masking his cold eyes, and Arcade in his long Follower's jacket, thick black frames, his blond hair the brightest thing on the block.
Their smiles and lightheartedness would soon come crashing down when one of the Kings, loitering by the Freeside gate, gave them a very serious look. "King's lookin' for you guys, told me to--"
As the blond girl's smile faded to a look of concern, the King himself came through the once-rail car gateway, walking toward them. Rex was alongside him, and now the dog bolted from the man, recognizing Boone. Recognizing the urgency with which the man was advancing, the