@serpens_invicta “Eh some of them are alright—, real nice one back in West Virginia. . . Only ones I can’t stand are the ferals.”
Truthfully he had no issues with the ghouls, only when they wound up endangering him or others.
“Ope—!”
He flinches at the newcomer by his side, a smile etching across his features.
“Yeah—, I’m not from ‘round here. From West Virginia, what about you? You a local?”
-The woman sits next to him at the bar and orders some noodles. The noodle stall in Diamond City is popular and cheap, so it is not unusual to see foreigners-
New in the city?
-She asks the man-
@serpens_invicta “Sorry, I forget that’s an ‘us’ problem.”
Pausing, he takes a sip of his water before continuing.
“Kinda like ghouls—? They’re folk who got infected and turned.”
@serpens_invicta “Lotta folk just need a place to stay, so everyone’s put in work to make Appalachia a place for all.”
Pausing to eat his own noodle cup, he’d smile once more.
“‘cept the raiders and super mutants—, and what’s left of the scorched of course.”
@serpens_invicta “Well—, I figured I’d start travellin’. See the sights and see what the world has to offer.”
Glancing her way briefly, the male tilts his head.
“Ain’t too bad of a place. It’s really started to come together recently—.”