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โข lucy maclean ;
survivor of vault thirtyโthree ...
๐ถ ๐ฐe're in the { ๐๐๐ ๐ก } place in the world,
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+ remains fixed to where it is, wary. โghoul or otherwise.โ the other gloved hand reaches with a brush of worn leather as he stows the lighter away.
โno. โfraid luckโs got nothinโ to do with it. you always this curious? dangerous habit, if so.โ
cooper huffs, a sound thatโs not quite a laugh but amusement that was drier than the nuclear wasteland itself. he lets her question hang, watching the way the smoke curls and dissipates into the air soon after.
โfreeside ainโt known to roll out the welcome mat,โ his hand +
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๐ผhe took the lighter , delicate fingers testing its weight before striking it . ๐ฝhe flame kissed her cigarette ; a few quick drags set the tip aglow . ๐ผmoke spilled from her lips in a slow curl , her dark eyes cutting back to him โ hazed , unreadable .
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โช before we get started, does anyone want to get out? โช
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@formerdweller + answer. โi ainโt. but when the wasteland gives a fella a handout like dogmeat, you take it.โ
he watches as the hound moseys onward, snout fixed to sand. โmuttโs got a use. thats all you need to concern yourself with.โ
@formerdweller cooper stops in his tracks at the question as dogmeat pauses, sniffing at the sandy earth that surrounds his boots. โthought i told you i ainโt one for chit-chat, vaultie.โ
his lips purse as his sunken-in stare meets hers. reluctantly, however, he winds up offering an +
the atomic wrangler. a place cooper knew well enoughโthough now? it only echoed of something he was still trying to outrun after all this time.
that voice drew his attention easily. one hand remains affixed to his holster as he leans against the buildingโs exterior. his +
@S0LAVENATOR ;
๐ธutside the strip club , she leaned against the wall , rolling a cigarette with practiced ease . ๐ผlipping it between her lips , she searched her pockets for a lighter โ nothing .
๐ith an irritated huff , her gaze found a ghoul nearby . ๐ช sharp
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+ sunken-in gaze narrows, picking her apart in silence before he finally responds. โsounds like yโmight not need it,โ the quip was dry, far from invitational.
he reaches into a pocket of his long-tattered duster and hands his lighter over anyway. it was oldโwell-worn and +
https://t.co/Y5NLauMuIp iโve bookmarked my replies i owe ๐ iโll see if i can get to them in a bit. if not ill surely get around to them tomorrow <3 & welcome back to the verse everyone!