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Fallout: Familiar faces 1
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New Vegas could be the best place in the world, if you had the caps for it and enjoyed its entertainment. Casinos, card games, bright lights, singing and women, or men, if one preferred that. Its neon and white lights stood out in the Mojave, like a beacon. Whether it was a beacon of hope or something else, you could argue however.
The Courier went there often, not because of the numerous ways to waste money. No, she enjoyed the lights and the people. It wasn't dark like out in the Mojave and God knew, she had spent a lot of time out there already.
Granted, the people on the Strip weren't the friendliest out there
some were surely as bad as the raiders and other scumbags she had killed out in the desert. Hell, she'd be surprised if the Legion didn't have more than one spy in there already.
But it didn't matter. She did her best to avoid confrontations with the people there. Only once had she done so, and that was to pay back to the bastard who had shot her in the head. After that
Fallout: Familiar faces 4
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The whole building definitely had the feel of having been abandoned long ago. The hallway they stood in contained a lot of chairs and a desk in the middle with a broken computer on it. It didn't seem to have been tampered with for ages and there were no traces on the dusty floor.
Ash went to investigate the terminal, frowning when she realized why none had used it. It still had an old password attached to the contents. For the sake of her own curiosity, she started to hack it, partly aware that Dean was moving around her, until he walked further into the hallway that led out to a corridor further off.
She was tempted to call out to him that walking away like that could be dangerous. Even though he could take care of himself, somewhat at any rate, his life was her responsibility right now. Focusing on hacking the computer, she quickly managed with it because, frankly, the password wasn't all that complicated and she had always had it easy hacking computers, despite being a bit slow in o
Fallout: Familiar faces 3
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"So, let me see if I got this straight. You're going to escort this man across the Mojave. So far, it sounds like a regular job. But from what you've told me
wasn't he a complete bastard?"
The Courier looked at Raul calmly while he voiced his concerns, understandable enough. It was very early in the morning, shortly before 6am and she was doing her last checkup of the bag she was bringing with her. It contained mostly ammo, food and water, but not too much of it. She knew several paths across the Mojave by now and they usually had water and wildlife to shoot.
"He is, but he has his charms too," she smirked amused. "Besides, jobs have been few lately and we need the caps."
"Getting yourself killed isn't worth caps, Ash," the ghoul frowned back at her, as she merely shrugged. She got up on her feet afterwards, pulling the pack over her shoulder.
'name' if you will. Very few knew her real name after all and she preferred it that way.
"You worry too much, Raul. I trust