@maxsonsblood "And even if they do jump out, they're typically much more scared of us, hm?" In actuality it was Sarah they were scared of. But she wouldn't tell Arthur that.
"Just past Rivet city, there's a desolate space we want to check out."
@maxsonsblood || ♡ for a starter!
"Arthur-" A small knock to the squires door, opening it slightly.
"I'm going out to scout for a bit- Do you want to join me? We may find something cool for you to bring back."
@maxsonsblood A kind chuckle, tussling his hair as he stepped out. "It's just me buddy- No need for formalities." Something her father would have likely berated them for, but he wasn't around right now.
"You excited? This is going to be a very big day. Can you handle it?"
@Pxwer2ThePexple // ♡ for a starter !
It was an average day she'd assume, patrolling on her lonesome as she carefully muddled in her own thoughts and imaginings. Nearly jumping out of her skin when she spotted another person.
"Hey! Is everything ok?" Not that she had --
-- the light. Shielding her eyes as she took in the landscape. She was far from where she collapsed, seeing the strip closer in view now.
A sigh, she'd a man swiftly.
"Excuse me-- But I'm looking for a bunker. Perhaps you know it? Hidden Valley?"
@subsoIe // ♡ for a starter !
She had no recollection of what happened, sudden pain and then darkness. Now waking up in a medical tent, or so she assumed with everything lying around.
Forcing herself up, even at the urging of a woman in a lab coat, she'd step out into --
@feralitis // ♡ for a starter !
"Are you lost friend?" A kind voice above all the wind and turmoil rolling in from the desert. Offering the man a scarf to help cover his face.
"I have camp in a cave nearby, there are a few others there escaping this storm if you --
-- approach. Watching from a distance as she tried to gauge if he were friend or foe. Intelligent deathclaws weren't too far a superstition. She had seen this wasteland produce many strange and wonderful creatures.
@albinoscholar // ♡ for a starter !
Gun readied, watching through the scope across the horizon. Something caught her eye, something she'd never seen in all her years.
A clothed deathclaw? Well, they had a hood. That's what counted. She'd put her gun away and swiftly --
@BigEnclave // ♡ for a starter !
The air was hot, dusty and nearly unlivable. She was surprised people could even make a living out here. It made her yearn for home.
She was setting up camp, far enough from civilian activity so she wouldn't be bothered. Or so she --